Arriving at the middle-aged man's home, Zhang Wuyan saw an old man with few hairs on his head, but still in good spirits.
"Who are you?"
The old man looked at Zhang Wuyan doubtfully.
"Old man..."
As soon as these words were spoken, Zhang Wuyan was suddenly startled. He was already over forty years old. If the lifespan consumed by the "Crazy Devil's Life Reduction Technique" were included, he might be older than the old man in front of him.
But he called him "old man", which made Zhang Wuyan's face feel slightly warm under the mask, but his mask didn't show it at all, "I'm here to ask about immortals."
"Immortal?" When talking about this, the old man's face suddenly became serious, "There really are immortals in this world, I have seen it with my own eyes."
The old man's son curled his lips and said, "Just talk nonsense, my lord, don't believe my father."
The old man was furious, "You unfilial son, everything I said is true, why don't you believe it? I have seen an immortal fly over my head with my own eyes!"
Zhang Wuyan smiled and said, "Old man, please tell me everything about the immortal in detail, okay?"
The old man's eyes suddenly showed a look of memories, "That was when I was ten years old. In the summer, the weather was very hot. My parents and I did not sleep in the room, but set up a bamboo mat to sleep outside."
The old man explained the events of that day in great detail, "I clearly remember that there were a lot of mosquitoes that day. I was very annoyed by the noise. I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so I sat up to swat the mosquitoes and look at the stars."
"Just when I swatted that annoying mosquito to death, I saw a flash of cyan light above my head."
The old man's tone suddenly became extremely excited, "In that light, I saw a man in white. I'm sure that's the legendary immortal."
The middle-aged man interrupted again, "The Immortal in White? Maybe he's a ghost."
The old man didn't get angry this time, but said firmly: "It's an immortal! It must be an immortal!"
Zhang Wuyan thought for a moment and said: "Old man, where did the white-clothed immortal you saw appear from? And where did he disappear?"
"Do you believe what I say?"
The old man was excited and surprised.
Zhang Wuyan nodded, "Of course I believe it, there must be immortals in this world."
The old man stood up with great excitement and walked several large circles in the small yard. "Finally, someone believes in me. I will die without regrets!"
Zhang Wuyan was silent.
The old man had seen the immortal with his own eyes, but no one believed him when he told him about it. He must have been under great mental pressure.
"Sorry." After the old man's excitement calmed down, he pointed to a mountain in the south and said, "I saw the immortal flying over from the direction of that mountain."
Immediately he pointed in another direction, "Flying in that direction."
Zhang Wuyan made a mental note, and then asked some detailed questions, including the style of the white-clothed immortal's clothes.
The old man also told everything he knew, and he kept the situation of that night in his mind for the rest of his life. It was forever engraved in his soul and could not be forgotten.
"Thank you, old man."
Zhang Wuyan put down ten taels of silver and drifted away.
"Hey, I never thought you could make a lot of money with your nonsense, dad."
The middle-aged man smiled from ear to ear.
The old man ignored him and sat down with a smile on his face, "I have no regrets."
At the foot of Qiwang Mountain.
Zhang Wuyan came here and walked up step by step. This mountain was where the old man saw the white-clothed immortal appear.
In fact, Zhang Wuyan didn't have any hope for the white-clothed immortal. After all, that happened more than forty years ago.
The Immortal in White had left here long ago, and he might have been killed.
It is more likely that the Immortal in White did not come from Qiwang Mountain at all, but flew from a farther place, but the place where he was first discovered by the old man was Qiwang Mountain.
"I hope I can find some clues."
Zhang Wuyan seriously searched the mountains. Even if there were tigers, wolves and ferocious beasts in the mountains, they were no match for Zhang Wuyan.
Half a month later, Zhang Wuyan left Qiwang Mountain with disappointment.
He didn't find any traces related to immortals.
Even if there really was an immortal living here more than forty years ago, more than forty years have passed, and all traces have been washed away by the wind, sun, snow, rain, frost, and have long since been submerged in endless dust.
There is another possibility, that is, there is actually an immortal cave in the mountain, and there are even immortals living in it. However, because Zhang Wuyan is a mortal with a mortal body, he cannot see the immortal cave, and he can only miss it even if he is in front of him.
After being slightly disappointed, Zhang Wuyan embarked on the journey of seeking immortality again. There are still many disappointments to come, so he must keep a peaceful mind.
In the days that followed, Zhang Wuyan searched everywhere for things related to immortals. Most of them were fake. Even if some of them were true, Zhang Wuyan could not find anything more useful.
During this period, the Wu royal family ordered the printed secret books to be searched and burned, and the remaining members of various sects were wanted, killing many people.
But even so, there are still some secrets that cannot be taken back.
In the court, in the world, and among the people, there are people everywhere who secretly practice various secrets.
Even the royal family of Wu Kingdom is not monolithic. Some people secretly practice powerful secrets and have great plans.
In this world, a large number of people die every day because of the secret book, and the royal family is furious.
The conspiracy of the remnants of various sects finally succeeded.
Nine years have passed like this.
Zhang Wuyan's age has reached fifty, reaching the age when he is over half a hundred years old and knows his destiny.
In this era when the average life expectancy is only about fifty years old, if Zhang Wuyan had not been immortal, he would be an old man now, and he would have even been buried in the ground long ago.
"However, I am now in my prime and my future is bright."
Zhang Wuyan glanced at the system panel.
【Name】: Zhang Wuyan.
【Age】:50/immortality.
[Level]: Grandmaster.
[Martial Arts]: The third level of "The Indestructible Magic Kung Fu" (111/400), the ninth level of "Guangming Yi Qigong" (199/350), "Qingming Sword Technique" (perfection), "Walking on the Snow Without Traces"
"The Indestructible Magic Power" has only three levels, and entering the third level is considered to have entered the realm of a master.
If you can practice the "Indestructible Magic Art" to perfection, you will be truly invincible in the world, provided that the immortals do not appear.