Dark Immortal Cultivation

After crossing a low hill, Xiaoshiji came into Zhang Qing's view not far away.

He had been traveling at a brisk pace when he arrived here and couldn't help but stop.

I took a breather.

Using the "Gentle Breeze Technique" to travel does not mean that it does not consume physical strength.

After traveling more than twenty miles at high speed, Zhang Qing also felt a bit tired.

There was still some time before dark, and seeing his home in the distance, he finally felt relieved.

For a junior monk, every outing is an adventure.

It's simply a matter of the degree of risk.

But no one can stay at home forever, and Zhang Qing was no exception.

As long as everyone is safe!

To Zhang Qing's utter surprise, just as he took a step, a dark green vine suddenly burst forth from the ground and wrapped around his right ankle with lightning speed.

And tighten it as much as possible!

Entangling Vine Technique!

Caught off guard, Zhang Qing was taken aback. Before he could react, the thumb-thick vine quickly wrapped around his calf.

The vines dug tightly into his muscles, instantly restricting Zhang Qing's movements.

At the same time, a figure leaped up from a grove of trees a dozen steps away and swung his hand, sending several cold stars flying at him!

Zhang Qing never expected that someone would ambush him here.

In fact, he was already cautious enough. He suffered because he lacked experience in the ways of the world and, thinking he had reached a safe zone, he inevitably let his guard down.

The attackers had clearly anticipated this!

At that moment, Zhang Qing sensed the scent of death.

However, in the face of life and death, he not only did not panic in the slightest, but his mind became extremely calm.

The true energy in his dantian suddenly rose and instantly transformed into a torrent of magical power that condensed in his palm.

He unleashed a powerful strike at the attacker!

A burst of intense flame shot out in an instant.

Blazing Fire!

At this crucial moment, Zhang Qing could only rely on the magic he had diligently practiced.

The moment the first ball of blazing fire flew out, another ball of blazing fire appeared out of thin air in front of his palm!

Then the third regiment, the fourth regiment...

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Qing unleashed five bursts of flame the size of eggs.

Rapid-fire bullets!

This is an advanced technique within the "Blazing Fire Technique," which can only be used by those who have reached a certain level of mastery.

Moreover, the number and frequency of fireballs cast depend on the caster's own mana and their mastery of the spell!

Zhang Qing, a cultivator at the second level of Qi Refining, actually fired five shots in a few breaths, which was absolutely astonishing!

boom! boom! boom!

With a series of muffled thuds, three bursts of flame exploded in front of Zhang Qing.

They successfully intercepted the hidden weapons aimed at Zhang Qing, and the resulting explosions sent flames flying in all directions, like fireworks in full bloom.

The other two balls of blazing fire shot across a dozen steps like arrows, striking the attacker's chest and abdomen hard, followed by an explosion!

"what!"

The attackers never dreamed that Zhang Qing had cultivated the "Blazing Fire Technique" to such a level, and were caught off guard.

The roles of hunter and prey are instantly reversed!

Two fireballs shattered his clothes, tearing his flesh and leaving him a bloody mess. The intense heat then blasted into his body, causing even greater damage!

The attacker was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground.

Screaming and rolling around in agony!

Battles between lower-level cultivators are extremely brutal. Without spiritual light to protect them, or without robes or magical artifacts to defend themselves, once they are hit, they are either killed or seriously injured. Life and death are often decided in an instant.

At the beginning, the attacker had an absolute advantage.

However, Zhang Qing turned the tide with a single, rapid-fire attack.

call out!

The next moment, a crossbow bolt shot out and instantly pierced the attacker's head.

It also ended his suffering!

Zhang Qing let out a long breath and put down the crossbow in his hand.

He bought this weapon from a stall in Qing Sang Market. Although it wasn't in very new condition, it was made of high-quality materials and had exquisite craftsmanship. He spent seven large talisman coins to get it.

After Zhang Qing acquired it, he loaded the arrows, strung the bow, and put it into his storage bag.

in case the emergency.

Although this crossbow is an ordinary weapon, it has considerable lethality at short range, and its firing speed is even faster than that of a talisman.

Zhang Qing didn't expect it to come in handy so quickly.

But what truly secured Zhang Qing's victory was his high [Spellcasting] attribute of 1.1, as well as his hard work and perseverance over the past two weeks.

Otherwise, he would never have been able to fire five shots in a row in the past.

The inevitable result today would be a violent death on the spot.

There is absolutely no chance of getting away with it!

Just then, the vines that had wrapped around Zhang Qing's thigh suddenly shattered, turning into countless fragments that fell to the ground.

In this unexpected encounter, the best thing Zhang Qing did was to ignore the vine that was binding him and focus all his efforts on dealing with the attacker's attack, thus turning the tide of the battle.

Otherwise, if he had paid even a fraction of his attention to this and had not responded as quickly as possible, the outcome would have been very different!

Zhang Qing let out a long sigh of relief.

He then realized that his back was covered in cold sweat.

While feeling fortunate to have survived the ordeal, Zhang Qing also felt a surge of indescribable resentment.

This is unbearable!

Its predecessor suffered several misfortunes and ultimately could not escape the clutches of evil.

He had only been in this world for a short time when crises came one after another, each one threatening to kill him!

The previous Xu Wu had a backstory, but the current attackers have no logic to it; they're just after murder and robbery.

As a lowly cultivator, how difficult it is to survive in this dark world of cultivation!

Zhang Qing calmed himself down and went over to examine the body.

The attackers are dead.

He appeared to be a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance and clothing. Smoke was still rising from his chest and abdomen, and blood was gushing from his pierced head.

Although he was no longer alive, his eyes remained open, revealing despair and pain.

"Pooh!"

Zhang Qing spat disdainfully, then took the other person's storage bag.

He found that the contents inside were pitifully small, and together they weren't even worth a few coins. He was even poorer than when he first transmigrated!

He was probably so poor that he became a traitor.

Such characters are actually quite common in the camp.

Zhang Qing showed no mercy whatsoever. He took out a dagger, scratched the man's face, and then put it into his storage bag.

I plan to sell it again next month.

Maybe we'll be able to collect several more by then.

That is, he is not dead.

At this moment, Zhang Qing's desire to improve his cultivation level became even more urgent.

Back at his home in Xiaoshiji, he once again entered a period of seclusion.

For the next few days, Zhang Qing secluded himself in the stone hut, practicing his martial arts day and night.

It was as if an invisible whip was repeatedly and forcefully lashing him.

This made him dare not slack off in the slightest!