Chapter 202 The Mortal World Is Both a Calamity and a Fate

"call……"

Zhang Wei carried the Seven Young Masters on his back and flew tens of thousands of miles before stopping and breathing heavily.

It's exciting.

Having escaped twice in a row from an ancient demon in the early Nascent Soul stage, he is probably the only example in the entire snowfield, right?

"Xiaofan, are you okay?" The Seventh Young Master behind him asked worriedly.

"fine……"

Zhang Wei waved his hand and said: "This place is not far from Lingze City. The Luo Di Net Talisman will not be able to trap Bai Meng for long that day. We must go back as soon as possible!"

The Seventh Young Master looked at Zhang Wei's panting appearance and asked worriedly: "But are you really okay now? Do you want me to carry you?"

"No, your speed is too slow."

Zhang Wei shook his head, then waved his hand to summon Lei Ze, who was sleeping and being promoted, and shouted: "Lei Ze, wake up!"

"Moo——"

The electromagnetic sand transformed into Lei Ze, and then obediently turned into a black cloud to support Zhang Wei and the Seventh Young Master, and then flew towards Lingze City at a speed that was not inferior to Zhang Wei's magnetic levitation flying technique.

After more than half a year of refining, Lei Ze has finally refined the monsters and demon spirits that Zhang Wei collected for him during this period.

It can now be said to be a fourth-order first-grade spiritual treasure. If it is completely refined, it will most likely evolve into a fourth-order mid-grade spiritual treasure!

This is very necessary for Zhang Wei now.

After all, in order to find the seventh young master, he smashed in three magic weapons, two precious fifth-level talismans, and an even more precious disposable fifth-level talisman.

The Qixuan Heavenly Thunder Lock, the Qiqiao Leifeng Pagoda and the Ben Lei Chariot have all been completely destroyed. Now he only has seven Golden Crow flying knives in his hands.

Even if you can get reimbursement from True Lord Lingze or even the priest (mother) of the Seventh Young Master afterwards, the adaptability of the obtained magic weapons is probably not as good as the ones refined by Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei muttered: "Now that Kui's demonic materials have been used up, where can we find such good demonic materials from thunder attribute monsters to refine magic weapons?"

"Xiaofan, do you need a magic weapon?"

At this time, Zhang Wei suddenly felt a soft feeling coming from behind.

Looking back, he saw that the Seventh Young Master had put his chin on his shoulder again.

Seeing Zhang Wei turn around, the Seventh Young Master showed a very cute smile.

Wait, why do I think it's cute?

Zhang Wei shook his head violently, and repeatedly warned himself that the Xueling tribe has no gender. Now that you think the Seventh Young Master is cute, next time you see him, you may have to call him the Seventh Prince!

But what the Seventh Young Master said made Zhang Wei think of it.

This guy in front of me is the top second generation of Ling Kingdom!

So he cried miserably: "Yes, in order to save you, I smashed three fourth-level magic weapons one after another. Two of them are fourth-level top-grade magic weapons, and they are also very suitable for me..."

The Seventh Young Master has no doubt that he is there.

After all, the scene where Zhang Wei crashed through the snow cellar and ice formation with his Ben Lei chariot not long ago is still vivid in his mind.

If it can knock a hole out of a fifth-level formation, the level of that magic weapon is definitely not low!

The strange feeling in the seventh young master's heart became stronger when he thought that Zhang Wei had damaged his very important treasure for himself.

So he said: "Don't worry. When I go back, I will ask my father to open the treasury and let Xiaofan go in and pick out whatever you want. I guarantee that you will be able to pick out the magic weapon that you are satisfied with!"

Okay, I’m just waiting for your words!

Zhang Wei said gratefully: "Then thank you, Seventh Young Master."

"It doesn't matter..." The seventh young master pinched the ends of his hair and whispered.

With Lei Ze's full efforts, Zhang Wei and the Seventh Young Master spent three days and finally crossed the border and arrived at Lingze City.

As soon as he returned to Lingze City, Zhenjun Lingze, who had not recovered from his injuries, came out to greet him. Looking at the safe and sound Seventh Young Master, he said excitedly: "Seventh Young Master, you are back! You are not hurt, right?"

The Seventh Young Master smiled and said: "No, Xiaofan has protected me very well. He even rescued me from the hands of the Great Demon King Bai Fang not long ago!"

"What?"

True Lord Lingze was shocked when he heard this, and then quickly looked at Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei explained: "This is also thanks to the heavenly net talisman given to me by Lord Lingze. If it weren't for it, I wouldn't be able to fly."

Then Zhang Wei told Zhenjun Lingze about his encounter with Bai Meng on the way back. This experience also scared him to death.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wei actually escaped with his life from the hands of Bai Rong, and took the Seventh Young Master with him.

This young man is not simple...

True Lord Lingze looked at Zhang Wei and nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Little friend Zhang, I, Lingze, promise to give you adequate compensation for all the losses you have suffered during this trip, and will not make any of the heroes who sweat and bleed for our Ling Kingdom shed tears. of!"

"Thank you, Xiaofan!"

Zhang Wei paid his respects, then remembered the situation of the Seventh Young Master, and sent a message to True Lord Lingze.

After hearing this, Ling Ze paused and looked at the Seventh Young Master with a flash of light in his eyes. Then he stepped aside and said, "Your Highness, the Seventh Young Master, you have been sleeping outside for so long. I ordered them to open the Dixin Hot Spring for you." Warm yourself up!"

"Um……"

The Seventh Young Master nodded, and then he was about to follow Ling Ze forward. Halfway there, he noticed something was wrong. He turned around and took Zhang Wei's hand again, pulling him towards the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion.

Zhang Wei asked: "What are you doing?"

The Seventh Young Master said matter-of-factly: "Let's take a dip together."

Zhang Wei: "Huh?"

Zhang Wei was confused at first, and then his mood gradually turned into excitement.

Soul Cleansing Spring, that is a fifth-level spiritual spring, and it has great effect on the soul. Soaking in it for a day can save Zhang Wei several years of hard training!

So Zhang Wei shamelessly decided to take advantage of the Seventh Young Master.

Looking at the two people leaving, the expression of Zhenjun Lingze gradually became weird, and then he shook his head with a smile.

He muttered: "Why should I worry about this kind of thing? Let Prince Ling and the like have a headache!"

After soaking in the spring water, Zhang Wei took the reward for the trip from the hands of Lord Lingze, who had an inexplicable smile on his face.

Then he couldn't wait to take the things back to Quanxin Valley, opened them and inspected them.

In addition to enough resources to cultivate himself to the late stage of Jindan and repair Tianqu's corpse, Zhang Wei also discovered many thunder-attribute spiritual materials. Obviously, these were all carefully selected by Zhenjun Lingze, including the seven original ones. The demon corpse of the Flying Thunder Wolf King that the young master and others killed when they first came to Lingze City.

It's a pity that there aren't many high-grade thunder-attribute spiritual materials, and it's enough for Zhang Wei to refine two fourth-grade first-grade magic weapons.

This is not because Lord Lingze is stingy, but because most of the demonic beasts and spiritual materials in the Snow Country are mainly ice-type.

The number of lightning-attributed spiritual materials and monster beasts is even rarer than that of the Seven Stars Sea. It is considered good that Lingze City's treasure house can collect so many.

"It seems that I will have to go to Lingdu to see it then."

Zhang Wei muttered, then looked at the remaining treasures.

Perhaps to make up for Zhang Wei's loss, this time Zhenjun Lingze took out three fifth-level spiritual talismans and a fourth-level mid-level formation disk.

Among the three fifth-level talismans, in addition to the Heavenly Luo Earthly Net talisman that Zhang Wei once used, there is also a Seven Kills Flying Sword Talisman specially used for killing enemies and a Qiankun Tianluo Cover Talisman specially used for defense.

Although they are all fifth-level first-grade products, their value is no less than the three magic weapons that Zhang Wei lost. If used in combination, no one in the later stage of Ordinary Golden Elixir can block this set of combos.

The remaining formation is an offensive formation called Qingluo Killing Formation. Once it is deployed, even three late-stage Jindan monks will suffer a big loss. It can be said to be extremely valuable.

Just as Zhang Wei continued to count the treasures, he suddenly felt that the restriction in Quanxin Valley had been touched, so he hurriedly walked outside.

However, he saw that Xue Nuo, who had three more scars on his face and had become more ferocious, was standing at the door of the cave, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Zhang Wei opened the formation and said with a dry smile: "Fellow Taoist Xue Nuo!"

"Fellow Taoist Xiaofan..."

Xue Nuo said in a dumbfounded voice: "It's so hard for you to hide this from me. I always thought that the puppet was you, but I didn't expect that it was just a cover-up for you.

You are a so-called cousin and you are the real "Tiandao friend".

If you hadn't returned with the Seventh Young Master, I would have been kept in the dark. Tell me, how should you compensate me? "

Zhang Wei smiled and said, "How about I treat you to a drink?"

Xue Nuo clapped his hands and said: "That's good, it's settled. I heard that you got a lot of good things from Zhenjun, so I just want to beat up your rich man!"

The two burst into laughter, and then met to go to a restaurant in Lingze City to have a drink together.

On the way, Zhang Wei asked: "By the way, where are the two Taoist friends Zhou Bo and Chi Yin?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Wei felt the happy expression on Xue Nuo's face suffocate, and then sighed: "Chi Yin was seriously injured and is still recovering.

Zhou Bo...he died in battle, but he was a good man. Even if he died, he would take a middle-stage Golden Core Demon King with him! "

After hearing the current situation of these two Taoist friends who had cooperated with him, Zhang Wei was silent, and then apologized: "I'm sorry..."

Xue Nuo smiled and said: "It's nothing. We, as soldiers, die on the battlefield. That is our destination. We fight against foreign enemies and die defending our homeland on the battlefield. Even if we go to hell, the legendary Yin Luo King Yu Lei will have to die." Take a good look at us!”

Zhang Wei smiled, and then when he passed a familiar street intersection, he suddenly saw a house where a funeral shed was being set up.

He paused and asked, "I remember this is Xuehong's house..."

Zhang Wei suddenly remembered the Xueling tribesman he had met when he first came to Lingze City more than ten years ago. Although he didn't have much contact with him, Zhang Wei still remembered him.

After all, he was the first guy to say that he wanted to sleep with him.

Unexpectedly, when we meet again, the yin and yang are separated?

Xue Nuo sighed and said: "Half of the people in Lingze City died in this battle. It can be said that every household wears mourning."

But he turned around and said: "But this is not bad. In the past, it was not a big deal if 10% or 20% of the people died in the beast tide. Now, only half of the people have been lost."

For us, this is the war with the fewest sacrifices in thousands of years, and this is all thanks to you, Xiaofan. "

"I?"

Zhang Wei was startled.

Xue Nuo explained: "After all, a lot of Jindan Demon King and Zifu Demon King have died in your hands over the years. If you hadn't killed so many high-level demon beasts, the damage caused by this beast tide to Lingze City would have been much greater. It’s no exaggeration to say that you are a hero of Lingze City.”

Zhang Wei paused, then shook his head and said, "I'm just doing this for myself."

Xue Nuo still insisted: "No matter what your reasons are, we, Lingze City, are the beneficiaries. Your kindness will be remembered by everyone in Lingze City."

Zhang Wei heard this and said quickly: "Then don't spread my existence all over the world. I've already been targeted by the White Demon King next door. If I get more attention, I'll have to calculate my fortune in advance when I want to go to Luoze in the future."

"Hahaha... Don't worry, I won't make it too difficult for you." Xue Nuo smiled.

Then Zhang Wei and Xue Nuo also went to Xue Hong's funeral to burn a few incense sticks, and left after remembering their old friend.

Although the beast tide brought great casualties, for the people living on the border, they are also accustomed to separation and death.

A funeral is being held here, and family members are remembering their deceased relatives and friends. And just across the street is a bustling demon material trade.

But Zhang Wei and Xue Nuo were not interested in going to see it.

On the one hand, they were not in the mood, and on the other hand, there was nothing good there to attract them.

They found a restaurant and opened a private room, and Zhang Wei and Xue Nuo started drinking and chatting inside, and the scene was very joyful for a while.

After three rounds of drinking, Xue Nuo suddenly seemed to be unable to bear it, and vomited while drinking.

Then he held his forehead with one hand and cried, and fell into pain and couldn't extricate himself.

Zhang Wei silently took two tissues for Xue Nuo, and then poured him a glass of wine.

Then, Xue Nuo told the little things about himself and Zhou Bo's comrades, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing, as if he had fallen into madness.

Zhang Wei didn't say anything, just did his duty as a listener.

Zhang Wei didn't think Xue Nuo was weak, even if the other party lived five or six hundred years longer than him.

In his eyes, it is normal to be sad for the death of a close person, or in his eyes, this is the proof that he is still alive.

If one day he looks at this indifferently, it is estimated that... he will become a so-called true cultivator.

But Zhang Wei doesn't want to be that kind of person.

What is the red dust?

Is the place where mortals are?

Is the transcendence of immortals to transcend this so-called red dust?

Zhang Wei doesn't think so.

Just as there are rivers and lakes wherever there are people, there is the world wherever there are people, whether he is a cultivator or not.

Cultivators look at mortals as ants, and a mortal's life is a blink of an eye.

But isn't it the same for higher-level cultivators to look at low-level cultivators?

For higher-level cultivators, what is the difference between low-level cultivators and mortals?

The only difference may be that cultivators are just ants that live longer.

Since they are all ants, how can there be a distinction between the world of mortals and the world of cultivation?

Just because cultivators have an extra suffix of "Xian"?

Cultivators at every stage have their own difficulties that they cannot solve and the beauty they desire to pursue.

This is not fundamentally different from mortals.

So we have always been in the world of mortals.

"The calamity of the world of mortals... The world of mortals is both a calamity and a fate."

Zhang Wei sneered at the transparent wine in the glass, then toasted with Xue Nuo and drank it up.

Zhang Wei and Xue Nuo drank for a long time.

Maybe it was because of the environment. The weather was too cold. If a drunk person fell on the roadside, it would cause trouble. Therefore, the alcohol content of the spiritual wine in Lingze City was not high.

But as the saying goes, wine does not make people drunk, but people make themselves drunk.

Xue Nuo was drunk after all.

The same was true for Zhang Wei.

But his situation was better than Xue Nuo.

After sending Xue Nuo back to his general's mansion, Zhang Wei staggered back to Quanxin Valley with a pot of wine. After offering a pot of wine to the moon that did not exist here, he went to sleep.

In his dream, Zhang Wei vaguely felt that he seemed to have come to a bamboo forest and then met two fat men.

They pressed towards him, and he was so uncomfortable that he almost couldn't breathe.

Zhang Wei subconsciously pushed, but the meat on the two fat men was too much and too soft. Zhang Wei pushed for a long time but couldn't push it away.

Slowly, he seemed to feel that the two fat men in front of him were getting thinner.

But the only thing that didn't change was that it seemed to be quite fragrant.

The smell before was like the freshness of bamboo on Master Huaizhu's body, and the smell now seemed to be the plum blossoms blooming on the snowfield...

Why does it feel a little wrong?

Zhang Wei felt that he was holding a soft and fragrant thing in his arms, which was about the same size as a person.

He opened his eyes dazedly, and saw a snow-white little face appeared in front of him, just two centimeters away from his face.

Zhang Wei could clearly feel the other person's breath, but it was not hot, but a little cool. For Zhang Wei now, it was quite comfortable to hold.

But Zhang Wei was not happy at all.

His hand subconsciously grabbed, causing the Seventh Young Master in his arms to make a strange sound.

"嘤咛～～"

Zhang Wei took a breath of cold air, slowly pulled his hand out of the other person's pants, and then looked at his hand with a twitching eye.

Then, Zhang Wei kicked the Seventh Young Master off his bed!

"Ah!"