The Mortal Immortal

The carriage shook for several days before it left Canglang Mountain.

The endless plain appeared before their eyes.

These days, the three children who had never traveled far away had the greatest pleasure of squatting at the window and looking at the scenery along the way.

For them, everything was new.

Zhang Xianchang was also patient. He explained to the children along the way and told many thrilling stories about this area.

It is said that in this area of ​​Yanbei, the mountains were full of miasma, the roads were impassable, and it was inconvenient for the court to manage. This place became a gathering place for many green forest heroes.

However, rather than calling them green forest heroes, it is better to say that they are a group of extremely vicious mountain bandits who prey on the people around them, and the incompetent government has no way to deal with them.

Among them, the famous ones are the Hungry Wolf Gang, Chaotianmen, etc., all of which are gangs with martial arts skills.

Twenty years ago, Long Xuan, the founder of Long Xuan Sect, came here. He could not bear to see these gangs bullying the people, so he established Long Xuan Sect and used immortal magic to beat these mobs into pieces, bringing peace to the people.

Shu Han had heard a lot of martial arts from adults, which were described as magical, so he asked Zhang Xianchang what immortal arts were like and whether they were stronger than flying over eaves and walls?

Zhang Xianchang laughed and said that no matter how strong the martial arts were, they were just mortals. Mortals could never be compared with immortals. Once they entered the immortal way, mortals were like ants, a world of difference.

Zhang Xianchang's words made the three children confused, but they had vaguely realized that immortals were out of reach for mortals.

Zhang Xianchang was particularly good to these three children from the mountain valley.

According to Zhang Xianchang, he was originally from the mountain valley, and seeing Shu Han and the three children was like seeing him and his brothers from the same village walking out of the mountain valley together.

At this point, Zhang Xianchang couldn't help but laugh at himself, saying that the two brothers who came out with him were both gifted. After practicing in Longxuan Sect for a period of time, they were sent to a higher level of immortal sect by the head of the sect, Longxuan Shangren.

He himself had stopped practicing and could only work in Longxuan Sect now.

Shu Han didn't care. He felt that Zhang Xianchang was already very impressive. He said that if he could become an immortal like him in the future, it would be enough to bring honor to his family.

These words made Zhang Xianchang in a good mood. When passing by a village, he bought some cakes for the three children.

They ate and drank all the way, and the three children didn't miss home at all, laughing and talking constantly.

However, this cheerful atmosphere ended in the green bamboo forest near Longxuan Sect.

The carriage stumbled for nearly ten days, and Zhang Xianchang said that it would arrive at Longxuan Sect in a day or two.

The green bamboo swayed, and the mood of the three children also rippled, looking forward to a bright life in the future.

However, the sound of whizzing through the air shattered their fantasy.

Shu Han only heard continuous air-breaking sounds in the carriage, followed by the painful neighing of the horses. The carriage suddenly accelerated for a while and then stopped with a bang.

Immortal Zhang protected the three children under his body, and his fingers changed into a series of magic seals, and he chanted in coordination with the magic seals.

Then a green barrier rose around them.

The air-breaking sounds became more and more frequent.

The top of the carriage was first opened, and then the carriage suddenly had countless holes.

Shu Han's horrified eyes saw countless flying arrows biting the carriage from all directions, but they were all bounced away by the immortal's green light barrier.

Soon, the carriage was disintegrated by the rain of arrows.

Shu Han looked closely and saw that the coachman and the horse in front of the carriage had been shot into hedgehogs by random arrows, and dazzling blood gushed out of the holes on their bodies.

The bloody scene made Shu Han's head pale and his stomach churn.

Erdan and Goudan had already fainted from fear.

Immortal Zhang stood up, and dozens of people emerged from the bamboo forest, with their sharp blades pointed at the carriage.

"Hungry Wolf Gang!"

Immortal Zhang put away his usual amiable smile and said angrily: "I think you mortals are really not afraid of death! You dare to attack me! You don't have to go back today, stay here!"

After that, a bright fire rose in the palm of Immortal Zhang's hand.

Shu Han never thought that someone could play with hot flames in his palm. This was the first time he saw immortal arts in his life.

The leader of the Hungry Wolf Gang was holding a mace, a big man with a gray beard like a halberd.

"Zhang Ruoshan, you Longxuanmen have been bullying people for more than one or two days! What immortal! What immortal way! Bah! Today it's either you or me, brothers, come on, chop off his head for me!"

"Looking for death!"

Immortal Zhang made a quick move, and each palm sent out a ball of fire.

When the fireball touched the person, it immediately burst into flames. Several pillars of fire were ignited at the scene, accompanied by heart-wrenching wails and a pungent smell of burning.

Seeing such a tragic scene, Shu Han did not feel fear in his heart, but instead showed infinite admiration in his eyes.

The green light shield protected Zhang Xianchang's body, and the fireball met the enemy.

Zhang Xianchang was alone, but invincible.

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air, followed by a cracking sound.

A giant arrow shot from nowhere.

The green light shield was actually broken by a blow, and Zhang Xianchang spurted out a mouthful of blood. The arrow as thick as a bowl pierced his chest.

The flame in his hand suddenly extinguished, and the green light shield immediately dissipated.

Zhang Xianchang's body shook and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Oh roar!!!"

The people around him danced and cheered.

And Shu Han looked at Zhang Xianchang's bloody body and fell into a sluggish state of doubting life.

Didn’t the immortal say that mortals cannot be compared with immortals?

How could the immortal be killed by a group of mortals?

At this time, a group of people came out of the bamboo forest again. They were carrying a crossbow bed and were ecstatic when they saw the body of Zhang Xianchang.

The leader of the Hungry Wolf Gang picked up a big knife, chopped off Zhang Xianchang's head directly, and inserted it on the spear, shouting in a rough voice: "Look! This is the so-called immortal! Not immortal! Just like us, he will be injured and bleed! From now on, we will fight back against Longxuanmen and take back our former territory! Let these immortals see how angry mortals can be!"

The people around shouted wildly.

The big man stepped on the carriage with one foot, and stared at Shu Han, who was pale with scars on his face.

"Mountain kid?"

Shu Han was so scared that he nodded.

The big man laughed: "You are very brave. You didn't faint even after seeing so many people die."

Someone shouted: "This is the disciple that Longxuanmen wants to accept. He is a little immortal!"

"If he is an immortal, he should be killed!"

The bearded man grinned: "Yes! That's right! Chop these three little immortals together!"

"Wait!"

A woman in green walked out of the crowd operating the crossbows. She stared at the bearded man with disgust and said angrily: "Boss Gao, I think you are confused! They are just children, but you want to kill them. Is the Hungry Wolf Gang so shameless now?"

The bearded man laughed: "Miss Wan'er, our Hungry Wolf Gang is not like your Chaotianmen. We have no bottom line. For us, as long as they are enemies, they should be killed! But considering that it is your Chaotianmen's magic crossbow that has made a contribution this time, what do you think we should do with these three kids?"

"Let them go. These three kids are less than ten years old and can't become a force to be reckoned with. We still have things to do."

The bearded man turned and yelled at Shu Han: "Did you hear that, kid? I'll let you live. Get out of here!"