Zhuge Xie took advantage of the chaos and ran away desperately like crazy.

With the white mist covering his eyes, and the immortal rope covering his spiritual power, it is not difficult for him to be unaware.

Bao Xiaopi was kind enough to stay there and pretend to be him in order to confuse others.

He burrowed into the most secluded bushes, along the most treacherous cliffs, and hid in the east.

However, due to his injuries and physical exhaustion, he accidentally slipped under his feet, fell off a cliff, fell into the torrent of the canyon, and passed out.

When he woke up, he found that he had been washed away by the torrent and did not know where he was, maybe he was still in the realm of the Jiuxia tribe, maybe he had come to the outside world.

In short, there were no more mountains in his field of vision, but a plain. After the rain, the water rises, and the rushing river rushes through the plains and goes straight to the west.

He rose from the river, his scars hurting and he bared his teeth and sweated profusely.

The sun rises in the east, and the body that is soaked in the river water is cold, and I feel a trace of warmth. He lay on the grass on the bank of the river, rested for a while, looked at the blue sky, looked at the white clouds, and felt confused in his heart.

He couldn't help but wonder why Chang Yuanzhou had to save him, what was his plan. Why did Bao Xiaopi save him regardless of the fear of his life, and what was the picture.

Is this world, as Zhuge Guang said, only interests? He began to doubt.

After thinking about it for a long time, he felt a little hungry pain in his stomach before he came back to his senses. Seriously injured, his spiritual power collapsed, and his physical body was already so fragile that he was not as good as ordinary people, and he couldn't stand the hunger at all.

Now, he is a helpless outlaw, if he wants to live, he must first fill his stomach, and then try to stay away from the territory of the Jiuxia tribe, and try to stay away from the Twilight Snow Country.

So where is he going, he doesn't have a spectrum in his heart, in short, the farther he goes, the safer he will be.

For several days, Zhuge Xie walked west along the river, recuperating from his injuries and hunting for food, but he could still get by.

The land of Shenzhou is vast, and it is said that the magnificent Tiange Mountain Range runs through the north and south, but this is not the case, because no one knows how vast the entire Shenzhou is and where is the border.

Even though the Tiange Mountain Range leads to the icy and snowy Stygian Mountain in the north and the endless ocean of backwater in the south, no one knows what is on the other side of the Stygian Mountain and what is the end of the backwater.

No one can climb over the Stygian Mountains, no one can cross the backwaters.

The Tiange Mountain Range stretches for thousands of miles, at best, it is only one of the many mountain ranges in the land of Shenzhou, maybe it is the largest one, but for the entire Shenzhou, it is also insignificant.

Some people say that the Tiange Mountain Range is the dragon vein of the land of Shenzhou, and it is reasonable and well-founded, and many cultivators who do not know the truth believe it to be true.

If the Tiange Mountain Range is really the dragon vein of the land of Shenzhou, then where is the dragon head and where is the dragon's tail? Some people say that the northern end is the dragon's head, and some people say that the southern end is the dragon's head, and there have been endless debates for thousands of years.

This is a meaningless topic, whether the dragon head is in the north or in the south, and it will not benefit the people of the north or the south.

As long as you can eat enough, the dragon head is born in the middle, and the people are willing to believe it.

The Tiange Mountain Range extends to the south, the mountain is more and more majestic, ups and downs, the mountains are stacked on top of each other, and the mountains are full of clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

At the foot of the Tiange Mountains in the southwest, there is a small and calm village from which a river flows slowly.

Since ancient times, the southern area has been a land of fish and rice, with fertile water and soil, rich products, and has nurtured countless southern people.

There are dozens of families in this small village, and the villagers have lived a life without fighting for generations, and the disturbances of the world do not exist here, this is a small corner forgotten by time, this is a paradise.

In the afternoon of that day, an old man was returning home with a freshly raked buffalo. Passing by the stone bridge at the entrance of the village, I saw a young man sitting on the edge of the stone bridge, his clothes were dirty and messy, and his face looked pale and yellow.

The old man thought that this young man must be a refugee who had been displaced here, and it was rumored that the world outside was already in chaos, and not to mention the conquests between countries for the time being, even those cultivators who squatted in the mountains all day to seek the Tao had already made a fuss.

"Young man, do you have a place to go?" the old man paused and asked the young man kindly.

The young man looked up in astonishment, his eyes bloodshot. He saw that the old man's dress was very ordinary, and he had an amiable and kind smile on his face, so he was a little relieved.

"Uncle, can I ask you something. The young man asked, looking old-fashioned, he was Zhuge Evil who had been away for half a month.

In the past half a month, Zhuge Xie's injuries have improved, but he is still not optimistic, and he has not been able to gather spiritual power so far, and it is even more impossible to travel in the sky.

He wandered around like a beggar.

The old man responded, "What do you want to inquire about?"

Zhuge heresy said: "Where is there a relatively large county town near here?"

He was looking for the county seat, because there was his second home in the county seat. As long as he finds the brothel of the Qinglou, he can have no worries about food and clothing, and recuperate from his injuries with peace of mind, not to mention that he is not afraid that the enemy will come to the door.

Generally speaking, cultivators don't go to the brothels of Qinglou for no reason, because they look down on this kind of place for pleasure, and secondly, there is no need.

"From here all the way to the west, ten miles out, there is Sanchuan County, which is the largest county seat here. The old man replied.

So, Zhuge Xie walked slowly in the direction pointed by the old man. In the evening, he finally came to Sanchuan County.

Sanchuan County is indeed not small, and there is more than one brothel in the city. With the ability to fool people for many years, Zhuge Xie was able to call for wind and rain in a brothel in a green house that night.

Of course, the old bustard in the brothel must be miserable.

After two days of recuperation, Zhuge Xie found that his injuries could not be completely healed with spiritual power. Zizhu's means are so high, it may be just an accident that he didn't beat Zhuge Xie to death.

The best way to treat physical damage caused by spiritual power is to take the elixir refined by cultivators. Zhuge Xie had a lot of looted pills on his body, but he didn't know the goods and didn't dare to swallow them easily.

There are many healing pills recorded in "Yue Xian Dan Medicine", but Zhuge Xie has no conditions to refine them, he does not have the required raw materials, and he does not have a furnace for alchemy, so it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice.

None of the roads could be taken, and he ran out of ideas for a while. Staying among these ordinary mortals, it is impossible to do a good job as a cultivator, because ordinary mortals can't help at all.

If the physical injury is allowed to continue like this, sooner or later it will worsen, and then it will be difficult to save your life.

Zhuge Xie thought about it all day, and finally had a flash of inspiration, but he thought of a way. This place is already far away from the Jiuxia tribe and the Twilight Snow Country, and there shouldn't be many cultivators who can recognize him, so why not take the initiative to approach the cultivation forces and take the opportunity to heal their wounds?

For ordinary cultivation forces, all kinds of resources are complete, and there will naturally be no shortage of alchemy materials and furnaces, if you are lucky, you may be able to directly get the healing pill.

It's just a business without capital, so why not?

So Zhuge Xie inquired around, and his hard work paid off, and he soon learned that there was a Mubai Peak near Sanchuan County, and there was a cultivation sect on the peak, called back to the dust gate.

This Huichenmen is a very small sect of cultivation, but it was established very early, has a long history, and recruits disciples every year, and anyone can go to apprenticeship at any time.

However, it is strange to say that although Huichenmen recruits disciples on a large scale, there are very few people who can successfully worship the mountain gate, and I don't know what the reason is.

It is reported that it may be that the entry assessment is too harsh, and ordinary people basically cannot pass.

Therefore, the Huichen Gate has always faced the problem of withering people, but the top management of the sect does not seem to care about this problem, and has never changed the difficulty of the entry assessment.

Zhuge Xie was very curious, what kind of assessment can turn the vast majority of people away.

I heard that many people have gone to Mu Baifeng to apprentice recently, and Zhuge Xie also plans to try his luck, it is best to get started, and the healing thing will be settled, if not, then it is not bad to go and see the strange.

After making up his mind, Zhuge Xie began to prepare.

On this day, Zhuge Xie took care of everything, and then rushed to Mu Baifeng in a hurry. As soon as I got up the mountain, I heard a commotion from afar.

"I didn't expect it to be more lively than I expected. He thought to himself.

Picking up his pace, he climbed up the mountainside. There is a Taoist temple on the mountainside, and behind the Taoist temple is a green bamboo, which grows very densely.

Listening to the people on the road, there are some strange things in the green bamboo forest, but no one can say clearly what is strange. In short, no matter who it is, once you enter the green bamboo forest, you never come out again.

Before Zhuge Xie came to the Taoist temple, there were already many people who came to worship here. Among them were three particularly eye-catching fellows, who were standing there hunched over, swearing, and not knowing what to do.

These three guys are all surprisingly good-looking, and they all look like middle-aged men in their thirties. The man at the head was a stout man, with a high nose and deep eyes, a horse face, and a loose gray cloth shirt.

Behind the horse-faced man, there stood a thin man who was more than a head taller than him, whom he called the second brother.

Next to the second brother is a short and fat man with a cloak and a shiny face, and the horse-faced man calls him the third brother.

The three of them each led a mule, and they didn't know what they were here for, so they didn't look like apprentices. In front of them was a young man with an honest face, staring at them with a look of vigilance on his face.

The horse-faced man turned around in place with his hands in his hands, and then shouted at the honest young man: "Didn't you hear what I said, in Xia Ye Chengyun, behind me are my two brothers, named Zhuge Xie and Zhu Bian, let us go in, do you go back to the dust gate to accept apprentices!"

His voice was extremely high-pitched and harsh, and it was very unpleasant.

When Zhuge Xie heard this, he was so shocked that his eyes were about to fall to the ground. How could there be such a coincidence in the world, the names of those three guys, one was his real name, one was the name he was using, and the last one was the name he used to fool people.

How can it be exactly the same, word for word, unbelievable. It's just three people, it's just these three names, Zhuge Xie can't figure it out.

If it is a coincidence, it is too coincidental, and if it is said that there is eccentricity, there is no place for eccentricity. Zhuge Xie didn't know those three guys at all, and obviously those three guys didn't recognize him, and they hadn't even met once.