Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Chapter 68 Disaster
As the night passed, the first rays of sunlight fell.

Wu Tian has been operating for a full twenty-four days, which is much faster than before.

The pain and swelling between my eyebrows completely disappeared, and I felt clear-headed and incredibly relaxed.

"Food Souls have such benefits?"

It is obvious that consuming souls can accelerate the cultivation of the Qi Circulation Diagram.

"only……"

Wu Tian, ​​with his innate ability to sense good fortune and avoid misfortune, could see that a wisp of black energy had somehow appeared around him. The black energy churned and occasionally emitted the roars and howls of wild beasts.

He had never experienced anything like this before, whether he was killing people or hunting wild animals.

However, after consuming souls, a scene of black mist appeared.

"Is this what they call resentment? Or sin?"

Wu Tian wasn't quite sure, but he knew it was definitely not a good thing.

He suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind and began to cultivate the Fire Eye Spell, Thunder Sound Spell, Soul-Sweeping Spell, and other spells that he had not yet perfected.

"what?"

After completing one round of cultivation, Wu Tian discovered that the black aura had actually faded somewhat.

He didn't stop, but continued to practice the incantation, and finally made a discovery.

The Fiery Eyes Curse absorbs sunlight, the Thunderous Sound Curse reverberates with thunder, and the Soul-Cleansing Curse purifies evil spirits; all of these can actually weaken the dark energy.

However, the rate of weakening is very slow and not very noticeable.

Wu Tian calmed himself down and kept circulating his inner energy while chanting incantations.

Before they knew it, most of the day had passed, and only a third of the black mist had dissipated.

Wu Tian was exhausted and finally stopped.

"It would be good if it could be worn down, but the original plan has to be put on hold."

He had originally planned to clear out all the demons and monsters around the village in a short time, but now it seemed best to wait three or four days before continuing the hunt.

After all, the souls of ordinary wild beasts are far inferior to those of spirits and monsters.

"Alright, after all, I also need time to cultivate spells and refine the snake armor."

"Woof woof woof." Just then, Silver Frost ran in from outside the door.

It disappeared somewhere when Wu Tian was cultivating.

Wu Tian looked up and saw Yin Shuang take a bite of a piece of succulent venison and throw it in front of him.

"Woof woof woof~"

Silver Frost kept calling out, trying to get him to eat the venison.

Wu Tian felt both helpless and amused. He had indeed gradually accepted his current identity, but the idea of ​​mating with a dog was simply impossible for him.

Even though Silverfrost has now become a spirit, and is very intelligent, ...

Wu Tian quickly shut out the terrifying images in his mind, called out to Silver Frost a few times, and refused its kindness.

He darted out of the bamboo house and spat out the snakeskin garment.

Then they began to inscribe auspicious mantras on the snakeskin garment...

Silver Frost followed him out and continued to circle around him.

As it was getting dark, Wu Tian stopped what he was doing and continued practicing the Swallowing Moon Qi Circulation Diagram in the bamboo building.

Although his energy circulation was not as efficient as yesterday, it was still significantly improved compared to before. He circulated his energy for eighteen cycles in one night.

For three consecutive days, Wu Tian practiced incantations, dispelled the black energy, refined the snake-skin garment, and circulated his energy throughout his body without the slightest slackening.

Man Xiongmu stayed with the clan chief, but the clan chief was still dying, and it seemed like only a few days remained.

The clan chief was his childhood playmate and the person with whom he had the deepest bond in the village. After the clan chief passed away, he knew fewer and fewer people in the village...

Birth, aging, sickness, and death are experiences that every mortal must go through.

Even cultivators cannot escape it; they can only pursue the path to immortality and delay the arrival of that day.

On the fifth day, Wu Tian went out again and killed four more monsters. He traveled on the wind at great speed; he was also protected by his immortal body and was not afraid of being injured; in addition, he devoured ghosts and seized souls, so ordinary monsters were no match for him. If they showed any weakness, they would be bitten to death.

He had only hunted two monsters, a total of nine, but the number of monsters around him had not decreased but increased, and there were even two more demons, which made him feel uneasy.

Once the innate ability to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune is activated, a calamity gradually approaches from the south, and it connects with Skull Mountain, like a dark cloud, covering a large part of the sky.

"The eighteen strongholds at the foot of Skull Mountain are all within the range of disaster..."

When Wu Tian saw the extent of the dark clouds, he felt his heart pound with fear.

"Most importantly, this disaster is actually related to Skull Mountain?"

He couldn't understand, much less comprehend, the source of this disaster.

But without a doubt, as the calamity draws near, the eighteen villages beneath Skull Mountain will inevitably suffer bloodshed.

Wu Tian suppressed the unease and restlessness in his heart, seizing every moment to cultivate and enhance his strength.

Three days later, the clan chief finally reached the end of his life.

Manxiong Mu personally arranged the funeral for his childhood playmate.

"Bai Long'er, you will be in charge of patrolling the area outside the village for the time being."

"The hunting team should not go out for the time being. There is enough food in the village, and they will not go hungry for a while."

"The demonic energy outside is getting stronger. If you encounter a powerful demon, you can use wind magic to escape, but the rest of your clansmen will be doomed."

"We should still be careful..."

"After I finish dealing with Ashi's funeral, I will personally take action to clean up the monsters outside."

Wu Tian readily agreed and went out to hunt monsters again that very day.

But this time, he encountered a powerful demon.

With a tiger's head and a human body, riding the wind, and holding a steel fork, its ferocious aura was overwhelming, causing all beasts to submit and monsters and demons to retreat.

Wu Tian sensed it from afar; a single glance from the tiger demon sent shivers down his spine, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He didn't dare to delay at all and immediately used Wind Escape to escape.

This was the first time he had ever seen a tiger become a spirit, and also the first time he had ever seen a great demon. The overwhelming aura and the stench of blood emanating from its body, which had devoured countless living beings, were terrifying.

Fortunately, although the tiger demon saw him, it did not chase after him.

After returning to the village, Wu Tian immediately reported to Man Xiongmu.

That evening, Manxiongmu cremated the clan chief, Asimu, according to the village's customs.

The new chieftain is another highly respected elder who also served as the leader of the hunting party in his younger years before retiring due to old age.

According to the village rules, the clan chief and the hunting team leader cannot be the same person.

Because hunting is the most dangerous activity, it requires walking through the jungle every day.

The clan chief is responsible for managing all the weddings and funerals, neighborhood disputes, and daily affairs of the entire village.

They, one inside and one outside, are the pillars of the entire village.

After the funeral was over, Manxiongmu went out for a walk alone.

When he returned, his face was grim. "I was no match for that tiger demon. I haven't been in the Refining Law Realm for long enough."

"We have no choice but to ask for help from the mountains."

Wu Tian, ​​however, was not optimistic. Skull Mountain was a heretical sect, not a famous one.

Moreover, this disaster is closely related to Skull Mountain, and the exact role Skull Mountain played in this disaster remains unknown.

Man Xiongmu sent a distress signal to the mountain via a Hundred-Mile Transmission Talisman, and then waited anxiously for news from the mountain.

Wu Tian silently refined his magical artifacts, honed his true energy, and honed his spells, doing everything possible to improve his strength.

The dark cloud sweeping in from the south is getting closer and closer to Shibazhai, and large patches of blood-red light are even appearing.

Every time Wu Tian saw that bloody light, he felt a chill run down his spine.

He laid low his henchmen and began to build up his strength.

(End of this chapter)