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In an unknown cave at the intersection between the Central Continent and the Wuze Continent, a youth in black clothes was exercising his zhen qi.

"Sigh, I still can't do it. This poison is too cruel!" I've been operating my zhenqi for six hours now, but I still haven't been able to force the poison out of my body. It seemed that he had to find a doctor! Let's go to the Wu Ze Continent first! Yan Huan sighed and said in his heart before he walked towards the Wu Ze Continent.

The point where the Wuze Continent and the Central Continent intersected was a mountain. These mountains were not natural, but rather, they were constructed by someone using a large amount of supernatural power! Actually, every single continent in the Immortal World was relatively independent. They were surrounded by either tall mountains or large rivers! Probably to prevent war between the continents.

However, if there really was a war, how could such a small mountain and river possibly stop these cultivators?

Yan Huohuan crossed this tall mountain and arrived at the Wuze Swamp Continent. Legend has it that during the ancient times, the Wu Ze Continent was once occupied by a vicious beast. Cultivators wouldn't dare to appear on this continent until an immortal appeared and sealed the vicious beast within this land. That was why people named this continent the Wu Ze Continent!

This continent was the same as the central continent; there were many cultivation sects here. However, it was probably because of the influence of the fierce beasts' 'marsh'. The people here were quite valiant, and as long as there was even the slightest disagreement, they would immediately kill. Thus, cultivators from other places rarely came to this continent.

However, there were a few evil cultivators. Demonic cultivators, demonic cultivators would come here! This was because there was another name for it. It was the Sin Heaven. Cultivators would come to this continent if they wanted to sell some precious treasures that could not be exposed to the light. The most famous market here was the black market!

The reason why Yan Huan chose this place was to train herself. If she could live in this chaotic continent for nine months, then it would be beneficial for her future cultivation! Secondly, because of the chaos here, the Li Family members did not dare to wantonly search for him. If they were to accidentally offend someone who was not to be trifled with, the Li Family would not be able to get away with it either.

As soon as Yan Huan stepped onto the continent, she felt a sense of desolation! This place was filled with yellow sand and rocks; it was not like the dense forests of the central continent, much less like the beautiful scenery of the Immortal Spirit Continent.

However, there were many cities here. One after another. However, when Yan Huan got closer to those cities, he realized that they were not real cities at all. Instead, they were the residences of a sect! It turned out that this place was filled with storms all year round, and could not even form a stable mountain. Thus, those sects built cities for their disciples to live in.

There were also many small villages near those cities, and many people lived there. These people were some rogue cultivators or blacksmiths or alchemists. Of course, these blacksmiths were not true blacksmiths. These blacksmiths could only be called blacksmiths. Most of the blacksmiths they forged were some cheap leather tools and not some legendary treasures.

Those alchemists weren't real alchemists either. They were supposed to be known as herb gathering masters, but they also knew how to refine medicine. Naturally they would refine low-level medicinal pills, such as the Blood-Activating Powder and the tonifying powder. Even the highest level alchemist could only refine Foundation Establishment Pills, and the number of pills refined in a single day was less than a tenth of the true alchemists.

And those true alchemists and refiners would not appear in these small villages. Most of them would be affiliated with a few large sects or aristocratic families. For example, the Frigid Sky Sword Sect had alchemists and blacksmiths. There were three alchemists and four blacksmiths in the Frigid Sky Sword Sect. Most of them were in the sacred art realm, while the highest among them was in the unharmed realm. However, they were all elders of the Frigid Sky Sword Sect, and their statuses were higher than the elders of the various halls.

The reason was because their statuses were special. Because alchemists and blacksmiths had high requirements for cultivators, and because alchemists and blacksmiths spent most of their time on refining and refining medicine, it was very difficult to increase their own cultivation. Thus, cultivators normally wouldn't choose these two paths. Only those people who were truly uninterested in cultivation and had a certain level of talent would go to alchemy and artifact forging.

Yan Huan entered a village and instantly became the focus of everyone's attention. Everyone looked at him with hostile gazes. Some of them even began to take out their weapons and encircle Yan Huan, ready to take action at any moment. When Yan Huan saw the crowd's gaze, she immediately understood. Because this place was rather chaotic, people were always very sensitive towards strangers.

Thinking up to here, Yan Huan smiled faintly, then bowed and said, "Everyone, there's no need to panic. I'm from the village next door, I'm here to look for someone."

However, the crowd did not disperse. Instead, more and more people gathered. Yan Huan also gradually became nervous. Her right hand was placed on the hilt of the Cold Rain Sword. She was prepared to carve out a bloody path to escape at any moment.

At this moment, a loud voice resounded. What the hell were they all doing here? Don't you have to work? " Immediately after, a muscular man walked out from the crowd. He glanced at the crowd, and everyone immediately dispersed in fear.

Yan Huan carefully observed that person, but his hand did not leave the hilt of his sword. After all, he was unfamiliar with this place, so he had to be careful! He saw that the man was nine feet tall and had bulging muscles. There was a knife scar on his right cheek and his hair was very rough. He had casually tied it with an old blue ribbon and had a needle-like beard.

That burly man walked towards Yan Huan, his gaze never leaving her as he sized her up. Walking up to her, he asked, "Young master, may I ask for a moment to speak with you?"

Yan Huan hesitated.

That person didn't say anything either. He just stood there, as if he was waiting for Yan Huan's reply.

Yan Huan saw that that person did not have a weapon in his hand. Furthermore, his cultivation was only at the Supreme Force. She should be able to deal with him. Thus, he put down his right hand that was on the sword hilt and said indifferently, "Sure."

That person smiled and said, "Then come with me."

Yan Huan wasn't afraid of any tricks and followed him.

The two of them arrived at a tavern. The waiter in the tavern seemed to know the big man, so he didn't ask anything. The waiter in the tavern seemed to know the big man in the tavern, and he didn't ask anything.

The man also walked towards the table to the right and sat down. Yan Huan faced that large man and sat down. At this moment, it was not time for lunch. Other than the two of them, there was no one else in the tavern.

As soon as the two of them sat down, the waiter brought the dishes and the wine. He then made a slight bow and left the hall. It was obvious that he knew Yan Huan had something to say to this big fellow.

The man didn't say anything. He just poured himself a cup of wine and downed it in one gulp. He finished the wine in one gulp as well. This wine was not from the mortal world, but was brewed from medicinal pills. It was as if Yan Huan was drinking some medicinal tea with the Qi Lou. However, the Elixir Tea that he drank that day was made from the Yuan Nai Pill, and this Elixir Wine was made from the Foundation Establishment Pill, so it was obvious that he was not on the same level.

Seeing Yan Huan finish the bowl of wine, the big man smiled faintly. Yan Huan put down her bowl of wine and said, "You can say it now!"

The man nodded his head and said: "You are not from the neighboring village, and you are not from Flowing Clouds City. You are not even from the Wu Ze Continent! Who exactly are you? "

Yan Huan was startled by the big man's sudden question and didn't say anything for a long time. The big man was not in a hurry and only looked at Yan Huan, waiting for his reply.

Five minutes later, Yan Huan finally reacted. She sucked in a breath of cold air and asked, "How did you know?"

The big man quickly followed up, "You haven't answered my question yet!"

Yan Huan could not help but smile before nodding and saying, "My name is Cheng Huan, a disciple of the Frigid Sky Sword Sect in the central continent. Because he had offended the Lee family of the central continent, he was being hunted down by the Lee family. I risked my life to escape this calamity, but I was poisoned. "I know that the Li Clan will not let me off, so I came to the Wu Ze Continent to hide from the Li Clan's pursuit. As soon as I arrived here, I met you."

In one breath, Yan Huan told him about his life, where he came from, and why he came to the Wu Ze Continent. Since he was poisoned, he might as well gamble. If he told this person the truth, he might be able to win this person's favor. This person definitely wasn't a simple character. He might be able to help him.

"Oh!" So that's how it was! Since you have answered my question, I will answer yours as well. It's very simple. Just from the few words that you said, I could tell that you are definitely not someone from our Wuze Continent. " The man said.

"What did I say? Could it be that their languages are different? " Yan Huan asked.

The big guy rolled his eyes at him and said, "Scram!" The people of the Wu Ze Continent have never been so courteous when speaking to us, but you always give us the feeling of being polite when you speak, so I am certain that you are definitely not a person of the Wu Ze Continent. "

When Yan Huan heard this, she immediately knew that this person was not as simple as he looked. If she could get to know him, then she would be able to find someone to rely on in the nine months she was in the Wu Ze Continent. So, Yan Huan immediately nodded, and cupped his hands, "I've yet to ask for your name, brother. "What are you doing here?"

The big man also said straightforwardly: "My name is Lin Cang, I was sent by Fu Liu City to manage this village."

When Yan Huan heard this, she knew that this person was doing pretty well here. Perhaps he really could help her. He then cupped his hands and bowed, saying, "Oh, it's Brother Lin. Brother Lin, I'm now poisoned, do you have any doctors here?"

When Lin Cang heard Yan Huanzheng address him as big brother, he could not help but feel delighted in his heart. He hurriedly supported Yan Huohuan and said: "Brother Cheng, there are no doctors here and only the Flowing Wind City exists within a hundred mile radius. Do you want to take a look at the Flowing Lightning City?"

Yan Huan hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes, yes! But little brother, I've just arrived here, so I'm not familiar with this place. Can you … "Hehe!" At this point, Yan Huan felt a little embarrassed. It was indeed impolite to ask for the other party's help after just meeting him for the first time.

"Oh!" So it's like that! Come to think of it, it just so happens that I have to go to Flowing Cloud City tomorrow to pay my taxes. How about this, you go with me, and after I finish paying my taxes, I will bring you to find a doctor. " The big guy said straightforwardly.

Yan Huan knew that most of these small villages were dependent on the big cities for protection, and those big cities would collect taxes from these villages.

"If that's the case, then I'll have to trouble big brother Lin!" Yan Huan cupped her hands and bowed once more.

"You're too kind, brother!" The big man then filled his wine bowl to the brim and wanted to drink with Yan Huan. Yan Huan's words naturally wouldn't ruin his mood. The two of them drank until the evening.

That night, Yan Huohuan stayed in Lin Cang's house for the night.

The next morning, the two headed towards Flowing Clouds City.

The Flowing Wind City was only thirty to fifty kilometers away. The two of them arrived in less than five minutes.

Yan Huan stared at the distant Flowing Wind City. It was a majestic and spectacular sight.

I wonder what is going to happen in this Flowing Wind City.