Volume 1 Chapter 537 Ferry
Chapter 537 Ferry
The man in green saw the spiritual herbs flying high in the sky, and he quickly caught up with them. As soon as he moved, he suddenly found Zhang Pa flying backwards. He hesitated for a moment. Was he chasing after the person or the medicine? It was just a matter of a thought. The man in green made a quick decision and chased high in the sky. Because the time was very short, it seemed that there was no pause to outsiders, which showed how fast this guy was. Fortunately, he was fast enough, otherwise he really couldn't catch up with the talisman explosion.
Zhang Pa was powerful, and the herbs flew ten thousand meters in the blink of an eye. The man in green was fast and caught up with the herbs in the blink of an eye. He was happy to catch them, but suddenly he became alert and felt something was wrong. Following his alertness, the talisman exploded. Two talismans exploded in his palms, and with a bang, his hands were gone. Of course, the ten thousand year spiritual herbs were also gone.
Fortunately, he had a high level of cultivation and a quick reaction, and the air shield protected him in time, otherwise he would definitely lose more than just one hand.
The man in green was furious. He was finally tricked by this kid. He screamed wildly and chased Zhang Pa like lightning. This time, he wanted to kill him. Anyway, the spiritual herbs were in the storage bag. He would kill first and then find the herbs.
Zhang Pa had learned it well. He took out the hard iron knife, held it with both hands, and rushed down with his head upside down, using the momentum of the knife to drive his body, falling straight down at an extremely fast speed.
It took only a breath of time from throwing the herbs to the explosion of the talisman. But Zhang Pa was at least a mid-level Yuanying master with super strength. He was concentrating on falling, so his speed was extremely fast. When the man in green caught up with him, he was only one thousand meters away from the ground.
The man in green was furious. He picked up the big knife with one hand and chopped it down fiercely. He didn't believe that there was anything in the world that could block his knife. The fact is that there is such a thing. Zhang Pa saw him chasing him and saw that he was right behind him. He put the hard iron knife on his back. There was a flash of white light in the air, and a huge crash sound was emitted, which was no weaker than the explosion of the talisman. The two knives intersected and burst into electric sparks.
The power of this knife attack was no different from that of thunder, which made him hit the ground at a faster speed. It was not that he wanted to hit, but the man in green was too powerful. With a whoosh, the distance of more than a thousand meters passed by, and he was directly slammed into the ground with a knife.
Fortunately, Zhang Pa had been chased for a long time and experienced life and death tests many times. He practiced escaping skills when he had nothing to do. At the critical moment, he subconsciously urged the ground walking technique. So he saw such a scene. A shadow with black in front and gray in the back fell rapidly in the air, and a green shadow caught up with it. Then a white light flashed, and the gray shadow in front fell faster, hitting the ground with the speed of thunder and lightning, and then disappeared, without any movement, as if the gray shadow with a rumbling momentum was just an illusion.
After entering the ground, he quickly fled for his life. He had been hit three times in a row since the fight with the man in green. He was not uninjured, but he endured it. Especially the last time, the man in green burst out with all his strength. If it weren't for the strong iron knife, it's hard to say what would happen to his life.
He ran for his life, fled, sank and turned, and finally stopped after running madly underground for a long time. He took the elixir and had time to check his injuries. After checking, he cursed angrily: "All internal injuries! Another year is needed, unlucky old boy, I'm so angry." At this time, he missed Bingjing more and more. Bingjing, why are you always injured? In fact, he also understood that it was not because Bingjing was fragile that he was injured, but because he had too much trouble and implicated others.
He simply ran 36 cycles to control his injuries and continued to escape underground until he thought it was safe.
In fact, he should not only miss Bingjing, but also Lin Sen. Since he learned the earth-walking magic, he has a unique life-saving magic, so he can survive many times.
He ran all day and night, not knowing where he was running to. He didn't believe that the man in green could catch him. Even if he could catch him, he couldn't catch him right away. Those masters were capable of digging a pit of ten meters or even a hundred meters, but what about asking them to dig a pit of a thousand meters, ten thousand meters, or even a hundred thousand meters? The earth is thick and steady, and has supreme power. Let alone the power of a small cultivator, even if it was thunder and fire, what could it do? Is the power of the earth fire lava strong enough? Is the power of thunder and lightning strong enough? Is the power of tsunami storm strong enough? No matter how they toss, it's just a tickle to the earth.
Zhang Pa stayed in this place for a full year and healed his internal injuries before leaving.
He traveled west with the earth walking technique, and began to float up after a day, slowly climbing out of the ground. He was lucky. It was dark when he came out. The place was a farmland, and there was a village two miles to the east. At this moment, the village was dark and the villagers were sleeping.
Looking around, he didn't know where it was and couldn't guess where it was. Recently, I rarely use my spiritual sense to scan the situation. I use my ears and eyes to see and hear more, which is safer.
When you use your spiritual sense to scan others, those with slightly stronger spiritual sense can detect that you are checking him. Especially there is this kind of magic, like a gong, your spiritual sense sweeps over to ring the gong, you know, and the people around the gong also know, and trouble will come.
For safety reasons, he now keeps his breath and calms down to dress up as an ordinary person, using the breath concealment technique he stole from Fu Shenshe. He doesn't expect to hide it from the world, but he thinks that it's always right to keep a low profile.
There is a village to the east, and he goes west. He is thinking about Bingjing in his heart, wondering if his injury has healed, and whether Cai Xiaoxiao is still guarding Yong'an Lake.
When he strolled until dawn, a large river appeared in front of him, more than 80 meters wide, with several fishing boats parked on both sides. After a quick look, there was no bridge. Looking at the other side, a loess road pointed directly to the west. I don't understand, the river is not in a hurry, why don't you build a bridge?
When we got closer, we saw a thatched hut on the shore with a wooden sign hanging outside with the words "Pingdu" written on it. It turned out to be a ferry.
As he walked towards this, a man stood up in the hut and said, "Sit down for a while." There was a bench outside the hut, and Zhang Wen sat down as he was told. The man asked: "Where did this come from? Why haven't I seen it before?"
Zhang Awei pointed towards the direction and said vaguely: "That side." The man seemed not to understand and seemed to be looking for information, so he continued to ask: "Qian Village?" Zhang Awei said: "Ah? No." The man's face softened slightly. Coming down: "I'm not from Qiancun. No wonder I haven't seen him before. Are you entering the city?"
The man at the ferry was very enthusiastic. Zhang was worried that he might not get used to it, so he changed the subject and asked, "When will the boat sail?"
The man said: "Wait a while, you are the only one who is not worthy, let's chat for a while." This guy is a master of loneliness. Zhang Weijing looked a little bitter. There were thousands of ways to cross the river, but he chose the most troublesome one. He secretly cursed himself for looking for trouble, scratched his head and said, "What are you talking about?"
"Everything is possible. Where is my home? I remember that further east of Qian Village, it seems to be, it seems to be, what is it? It's right on the edge of my mouth. Look at my brain. What's the name?" The man thought about the name of the place. Bian looked at Zhang Awei with hopeful eyes, hoping that he would tell the answer, but Zhang Awei was like a piece of wood, just looking at him without speaking.