A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

This is a small town, it is actually just a bigger town, also called Qingniu Town. Only those natives who live in the nearby gorge and don't know much about it can keep calling Qingniu Town and Qingniu Town. That's what the doorman Zhang Er said for over a decade.

Green Bull Town is really not big. There is only one green bull street in the east and west direction of the main street. Even the inn has only one green bull inn. The inn is situated at the west end of the town in the shape of a long strip, so past merchants can only live here if they don't want to go out into the wilderness.

Now there is a wagon that at first glance has driven a lot of roads, from the west into Qingniu Town, flying fast past the gate of Qingniu Inn, never stops, until it flies to the other end of town, in front of the door of Chunxiang Winery House, before stopping.

The Spring Wine House is not too big, or even a little outdated, but it has an ancient flavour. Because it's lunchtime, there are plenty of dining guests in the pub, almost as empty as a seat.

A fat man with a mustache and a dark-skinned teenager got out of the car, and the man walked straight into the tavern with the child. There are familiars in the liquor store who recognize Fatty and know that he is Han Fatty, the master cabinet of the liquor store, and nobody knows who the child is.

“Han, this black boy looks a lot like you. He's not the son you had behind your back, is he?” Someone suddenly said.

Everyone next to him laughed.

“Oops! This is my own nephew, of course, who looks a little like me.” Not only is Fatty not angry, he's also a little bit proud.

The two men had just entered the town three days in a row, Han Li and his third uncle "Fatty Han" among the population.

Fatty Han greeted several frequented guests and took Han Li behind the liquor store to a small, remote yard.

“Xiaoli, you need to rest in this room, maintain your spirit, when the management of the inner door comes, I'll call you there, I'm going to go out and greet a few familiar customers.” Fatty Han pointed at the cabin in the courtyard and said to him kindly.

After that, he turned and hurried out.

When he arrived at the door, he seemed to feel a little uncomfortable and ordered again.

“Don't run away, there are too many people in town, don't lose them, better not leave the yard. ”

“Mmm!”

When Han Li honestly said yes, he really felt comfortable walking out.

Han Li saw Uncle Sang walk out of the house, felt very tired, and fell asleep snoring on his head to the bed. There was no feeling that the child was afraid of being born.

In the evening, a small page brought food, although not big fish meat, which is delicious. After eating, a small page walked in and took out the leftover food bowl. At this time, Uncle San didn't panic and walked in.

“What do you say, the food is good for your appetite, some homesick, right? ”

“Well, a little bit.” Han stands out very nicely.

The third uncle seemed satisfied with Han Li's answer, and immediately followed by talking to him about some familiar language and bragging about some interesting things he had experienced. Gradually, Han Li lost his restraint and began to laugh.

That's it, two days in a row.

On the third day, when Han Li finished his dinner and was waiting for Uncle San to tell him the story of Jianghu, another carriage parked in front of the liquor building.

This carriage is brightened by black paintbrushed black and black. It is also unusual to drive a hundred miles of yellow horse. Most notably, a small triangular black flag with the word "Xuan” is inserted on the frame of the carriage, with a silver red edge, naturally wearing a mysterious colour that cannot be said.

Seeing this little flag, all the old people of the river and lake walking hundreds of miles around here know that one of the two great rulers of this place, the "Seven Xuan Gate”, has an important figure coming to the local area.

The Seven Xuanmen Gate, also known as the Seven Extinct Gates, was founded two hundred years ago by the famous Seven Extinct Men. It was once a bully mirror state for dozens of years, and even penetrated through several states close to Mirror State, and was famous throughout Vietnam. But since the death of the "Seven Absolutes", the forces of the “Seven Xuan Gates" have fallen, and the other Gates have joined forces to extrude Mirror State capital, Mirror State City. A hundred years ago, Zongmen was forced to relocate to the most remote part of Mirror State, Xianxia Mountain, where they became roots and small forces in third-rate areas.

There is a saying that a lean camel is bigger than a horse. After all, Qixuan Gate was once a gatekeeper, and it still has a great potential. Coming to Caixia Mountain, it immediately took control of more than a dozen small towns, including "Green Bull Town”, with three or four thousand disciples under the door, is one of the two main dominators with local names attached to it.

The only other force in the country that can fight the Seven Gates is the Wild Wolf Gang.

The predecessor of the Wolf Gang was a horse thief who burned and looted within the Mirror State border. Later, he was surrounded by the government. Some of them accepted the government's offer of peace. Others became the Wolf Gang. However, the fierce blood of the horse thieves and the harshness of daring to kill them were passed down together. Therefore, Qixuan Gate was repeatedly in the downwind during clashes with the Wolf Gate.

Although there are more towns controlled by the Wolf Gang, they will not operate, far from being rich enough to reach the towns under the Qixuan Gate. The recent frequent clashes between the wealthier territories under the Qixuan Gate, which is very eye-catching for the current Qixuan Gate owner, have also become the main reason for Qixuan Gate's repeated enlargement of disciples in recent years.

The wagon jumped off a skinny man in his 40s, who was agile and clearly not weak. He also seemed familiar with the place and walked straight to the house where Hanri was.

Upon meeting this man, Uncle Han respectfully offered a courtesy.

“Master Wang, why did you bring the old man here personally? ”

“Humph!” Wang Zhuangfa snorted coldly, with an arrogant face.

“This time of the road is not peaceful, to strengthen the defense, the elder ordered me to personally lead, less nonsense, this child is the person you want to elect? ”

“Yes, yes, this is my own nephew, and I look forward to taking more care of Wang Fa Road. ”

Fatty Han was a little impatient to see this man, and he secretly handed him a bag from his body.

Wang Zhuangfa slipped the bag and the colour of the divine faded a bit.

“Fatty Han, are you good at being human! Your nephew and I will take care of ourselves on the way. It's getting late. Let's get on with it. ”