Because I'm too afraid of being unlucky, I'm all lucky.

Originally, his face, which couldn't be concealed by this mask, was already recognizable enough, and he brought the Zijin Zulong with him, and told the only person in the real world clearly that he was traveling.

The purpose of going down the mountain to relax is mainly to find "inspiration", to observe the world from the perspective of a bystander, rather than to pretend to be high-profile.

Of course, he also took Senior Sister Ye's advice to heart, but it was not that strict, and he would go back about once a week.

"Meow, boss, why didn't you let Ben Meow teach that guy a lesson?"

Qiuqiu lay on Henry Zhang's shoulder angrily and said.

Because in line with all low-key principles, Henry Zhang let Qiuqiu cover up his cultivation, and now it looks like a local cat with some cultivation in the Divine Infant Realm.

Just now when he was walking alone with Zhang Xuansheng in the downtown area of ​​"Mortal World", it went to buy snacks, but it was humiliated and said that it would not sell snacks to monsters, which made it very angry.

After some discussion with that person, in the end, the stall owner, relying on his "high point" cultivation, actually wanted to drive him away by force, which made Qiuqiu almost explode.

It was Zhang Xuansheng who arrived in time, paid for a snack with a smile on his face, and took away Qiuqiu.

"What are you doing with him?"

Henry Zhang just smiled casually.

During this period of time, he traveled all over the streets and alleys of the only real world, and saw a lot of various things.

There are those who are chivalrous, some are rampant in the city, some are bullying men and women, all kinds of things, he is not surprised by them, and he himself rarely intervenes.

It has been nearly a hundred years since he practiced, and with the various long-term "experiences" in Jiuxiao ol, his mentality has gradually become peaceful, and he no longer has a strong interest in various things like when he was "young".

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Another few years have passed, and Henry Zhang has traveled to various places in the only real world, and has seen all kinds of human beings.

It feels like I have gained something, but it seems that I have gained nothing.

I just developed the habit of going home on time to check every few days.

This feeling is very strange. It is not like the feeling he had when he went out on a trip and returned to the sect before. It seems that compared with it, he is more looking forward to it and is more urgent.

During this period of time, he stayed in a tribe in a wilderness, teaching the local people about medicine, how to identify herbs, how to hunt and so on.

In the past, he used to identify herbal medicines all by Meng, and the alchemy master said that it was just luck.

But these years of stagnant realm, when he was bored, he also took out some of the previous "mastered" "techniques" to study again.

Dan Dao is also one of them. With the Immortal King's extraordinary cultivation base and his current understanding, it is not difficult to memorize the various properties of all the immortal herbs that have been recorded.

Now his true alchemy attainments are more than enough to teach the disciples of the Immortal Sect, let alone these uncivilized residents of the wilderness.

"Master Shaman, what do you think I hunted today?"

A seven or eight-year-old boy in animal skins ran up to Henry Zhang excitedly, dragging a mountain leopard in his hand.

The mountain leopard is three meters long, and it is obvious that it has already embarked on the road of cultivation. In theory, several ordinary adult mortals can't lift it, but this young man grabbed the fur of the mountain leopard's back neck with one hand and dragged it on the ground. Walk like flying.

And this young man has not yet stepped into the path of cultivation, not even in the Qi-entraining state, so he is really born with supernatural power.

"Aman, you have entered the mountain alone again, are you afraid of being picked up by monsters?"

Zhang Xuansheng said with a smile, because he taught the people of this tribe, he was revered as a great shaman, and this young man named Ah Man in the tribe admired him the most and was very close to him.

"Don't be afraid, hey, isn't there a ball to let me out? Its ears are so good that it can detect danger in advance every time and remind me to run away."

The young man smiled and pointed to the little fat cat following him, which was Qiuqiu.

Zhang Xuansheng did not show a high level of cultivation here, and Qiuqiu only appeared as a pet. People in the tribe only thought it was a smart cat.

Zhang Xuansheng looked at the helpless look of the ball, and then looked at the complacent Ah Man, feeling a little funny.

Xin said, if it wasn't for Qiuqiu scaring those monsters away, or secretly threatening them, do you really think you could run away?

"Aman, go home and chop firewood, your mother will scold you to death."

An old voice shouted, it was the old patriarch Gu Lihai here.

The old man was bare-chested and skinny, with dark skin, but the slightly raised muscles made him look very refined.

Ah Man curled his lips, saluted Henry Zhang, and then ran home quickly, mumbling in his mouth, as if he thought it was not the right time for his mother to call him back.

"Great Shaman, Ah Man is not sensible, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

The patriarch said very respectfully, with an expression of awe.

Henry Zhang wore a mask of barbarian ghosts and gods here, and a black robe, which concealed his original elegant temperament a lot, like a mysterious barbarian shaman, which made people respect and fear.

Except for Ah Man just now, many people in the tribe dare not take the initiative to talk to him.

"It's nothing, I really like this kid."

Henry Zhang said indifferently, making Gu Lihai confused about what the "big shaman" was thinking.

In the evening, a bonfire party was held in the tribe.

Big men put the fruits of hunting during the day on the grill, and the aroma of home-brewed fruit wine wafted in the air.

Boys and girls in the tribe dance around the bonfire, expressing their love for the one they like enthusiastically while they are rubbing hands together.

"Master Shaman, why don't you drink it? Can you give me a taste?"

Ah Man came to Henry Zhang's side, watching Henry Zhang holding the wine glass, looking at the bonfire in a daze, but not drinking.

After Henry Zhang came back to his senses, he lightly tapped Ah Man's head with his hand, and said, "You're still too early to drink this."

"Tch, Grandma said the same thing, but I'm already a man."

Ah Man was a little depressed, he wasn't talking nonsense, at least he was just eight years old, and he was already the strongest person in the tribe.

Of course, except for the mysterious Lord Shaman.

Every time Lord Shaman seemed to tap his head lightly, he felt that the force made him unable to resist, and it hurt so badly.

"I'm leaving tomorrow."

Henry Zhang looked at the sparks flying above the bonfire, and said lightly.

"Come on, is Master Shaman going out again?"

Ah Man was a little puzzled. Everyone in the tribe knew that the great shaman would go out every few days and would not come back until the next evening.

"Let's go this time, and I won't come back."

Henry Zhang shook his head, he had delayed enough time, and there was no hope of breaking through, so he could only choose to bite the bullet and go to that world to see.

"Ah——is Shaman-sama leaving us!?"

Ah Man felt a little panicked, and asked loudly, all the dancing people stopped for a while.

Chapter 570 The Great Wilderness Who Can't Cultivate

"Why did the Great Shaman leave?"

Not far away, the patriarch Gu Lihai heard this and hurried forward to ask.

"But Ah Man made you angry?"

Gu Lihai said, and shouted at Ah Man with a stern expression: "Ah Man, kneel down, and apologize to the great shaman!"

Ah Man didn't talk back to the old patriarch as usual, and immediately knelt down and said, "Lord Shaman, Ah Man will stop messing around in the future, and he must listen to Lord Shaman's teachings carefully, please don't leave the tribe."

Henry Zhang stretched out his hand and gently lifted Ah Man up with his spiritual power, shook him and said, "I don't blame Ah Man, it's just that I have something to leave."

"The big shaman is gone, what about the tribe?"

The patriarch Gu Lihai wanted to try to persuade him to stay.

"Without me before, wouldn't everyone in the tribe be fine?"

Henry Zhang shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I have left arrangements in the tribe to ensure that you will have no worries waiting in the wilderness."

"But, Great Shaman, didn't you promise Ah Man that you would let Ah Man do tricks?"

Aman said reluctantly, he knew he was making trouble for no reason, but he couldn't think of any other way to persuade the big shaman to stay.

But he found that the big shaman fell silent, as if he was thinking about something, and the other people in the tribe looked at him, not daring to make a sound.

After a long time, Henry Zhang said slowly: "Aman, are you willing to worship me as your teacher."

Ah Man was stunned in place, he thought he had heard wrongly, there were countless warriors in the tribe who wanted to worship under the great shaman, but the great shaman always refused directly.

He also pestered the big shaman, saying that he wanted to learn "witchcraft", but the big shaman always laughed it off.

"Aman, why are you still standing there, quickly kowtow to the big shaman!"

The head of the clan, Gu Lihai, was overjoyed. He did not expect that the great shaman would accept Ah Man as his disciple before leaving.

In this way, even if the great shaman leaves, Ah Man will never forget the tribe that gave birth to him and raised him. In this way, Ah Man may become the new pillar of the tribe in a short time.

Ah Man came to his senses, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed again.

Henry Zhang didn’t stop him this time, he deserved it.

"Aman, the outside world is very big, I can take you out with me, but I think there are some roads, it's better for you to walk alone."

With that said, Henry Zhang took a step forward, tapped his finger on the top of Ah Man's head, the light was dotted, and the exercises on the road of practice were transported into Ah Man's mind.

The rest of the tribe looked in amazement, they had never seen the great shaman use this kind of "witchcraft"

During the few years in the tribe, the great shaman only taught them planting, medicine, hunting and other techniques, and occasionally used some strange methods to show some "visions", which they called "witchcraft".

But later the great shaman also told them the principle, and some smart people can understand it to a certain extent.

But what the great shaman did to Ah Man today was completely beyond their understanding. The great shaman obviously didn't do any preparations, and the fluorescence appeared on his hands.

And people with keen senses seem to be able to feel the faint inexplicable fluctuations in the air.

"Big, big shaman, you, are you!!!"

The old patriarch Gu Lihai was different from the young people in other tribes. After seeing this scene, he was extremely excited.

When he was young, he tried to get out of the wilderness, and saw many incomprehensible things outside, such as someone who could fly into the sky and escape from the ground, and was able to fight decisively with the most powerful beast kings in the wilderness.

Later he learned that those people were called practitioners.

"Patriarch, is this Lord Shaman?"

A confidant of the patriarch couldn't help asking curiously.

"Master Shaman...may be a legendary cultivator!"

Trembling, Gu Lihai expressed his conjecture. While speaking, he looked at the big shaman carefully, for fear that he would tell the "heavenly secret" and make the big shaman unhappy.

"Cultivator?"

There was a bustling discussion in the tribe, they had never heard of this name.

"That may be comparable to the existence of a beast god..."

The old patriarch roughly explained that he knew that this group of "fools" could understand only by using this metaphor.

Sure enough, after hearing the words of the old patriarch, the people in the tribe gasped and looked at the big shaman with disbelief and awe in their eyes.

Beast God, that is the legendary ruler of the Great Wilderness, an existence that is regarded as a god by all tribes.

No one in the tribe has ever seen the legendary Beast God, but they all grew up listening to the legend of the Beast God, that is really as high as the sky.

The big shaman who looks "thinner" than them in front of him is actually comparable to a beast god, so what kind of cultivator?

"Oh...it's a pity..."

After the old patriarch passed through the excitement at the beginning, he began to sigh again for some reason, and even seemed very disappointed.

He also wanted to worship a cultivator as his teacher. He didn't know how to divide the strength of a cultivator, but he saw with his own eyes that the cultivator turned the world upside down with a wave of his hand. Jiaolong just disappeared like that.

The cultivator was very interested when he saw him as a "barbarian", and even used some magical powers that he couldn't understand to measure his talent.

But after the test, the cultivator's expression became very strange. He nervously asked the other party if he could practice, and the other party nodded and shook his head.

In the end, the cultivator left very taboo. Before leaving, he said that the people in their wilderness were cursed, and no one could embark on the road of cultivation.

If he tried to cultivate, not only would he trigger the curse and suffer tragic death, but he would also implicate the tribe, so he extinguished the dream in his heart unwillingly.

"Great shaman, you can teach Ah Man some knowledge, we people in the wilderness cannot practice."

The old patriarch persuaded hesitantly, to be honest, he really wanted the big shaman to try.

But he was also afraid that what the cultivator said was true, not to mention that the great shaman was involved, and Ah Man might also suffer.

Although the great shaman is also a cultivator, it seems that he didn't make any big noises. He may be far worse than the one he saw before. Even the cultivator he met when he was young dared not interfere with them. In matters of cultivation, if the great shaman rashly teaches the method of cultivation, he may also suffer disaster.