Dark Immortal Cultivation

Zhang Qing stayed at home and diligently practiced his spiritual cultivation for three days.

In these three days, Zhang Qing's total time for eating and sleeping did not exceed five hours.

Practicing martial arts can really be addictive.

Especially with the enhancement of his [Spellcasting] attribute, he further comprehended the wonders of magic, and flashes of inspiration would frequently appear in his mind. He also directly experienced the improvement in his combat power, making it simply irresistible!

If possible, Zhang Qing really wanted to go into seclusion until he became a peerless master before emerging.

Unfortunately, this is completely unrealistic.

Three days later, he had to go out and participate in his first guild mission.

Night patrol!

According to the rules of Changfeng Huiwaitang, new members like Zhang Qing must patrol the night with the team every three days, rain or shine.

As evening fell, he changed into a set of clothes issued to him by the outer hall and hung an ebony plaque around his waist.

The bluish-gray clothes belong to the gang uniform, while the waist tag with magical markings is used to verify identity and distinguish friend from foe.

The latter can also be considered a ritual implement, but it does not fall under the category of ritual implements.

After changing his clothes, Zhang Qing hurriedly headed to the Changfeng Society's headquarters.

As soon as he entered the lobby, he saw a large rooster with colorful feathers walking towards him in a swaggering manner.

Make way immediately.

This is Si Chen, kept by the gang. In terms of status, he is much higher than Zhang Qing, a newcomer!

The term "crowing at dawn" refers to a rooster that possesses spiritual qualities and is considered a sacred bird.

The purpose of the rooster is to crow three times every morning.

Announce the time precisely, and drive away evil!

"Regular" gangs like the Changfeng Society keep a rooster that crows at dawn.

Its call is also a kind of announcement.

Let me tell you, this land belongs to the Changfeng Club!

Therefore, Zhang Qing dared not provoke such a "little tyrant," and hid to the side watching it jump onto the threshold and look outside.

It is said that low-level gang warfare involves strategizing and calculating.

And high-level gang warfare...

The Prime Minister crows at dawn!

With these thoughts in mind, Zhang Qing arrived at the entrance of the outer hall.

Inside the outer hall, dozens of gang members had already gathered, and someone was calling out names.

"Zhang Qing!"

Zhang Qing quickly heard his name called and hurriedly replied, "Yes!"

The person calling out the names glanced at him, made a stroke with his brush on the list, and said, "Listen in the third patrol team."

The third patrol team in the outer hall has a total of seven people.

The leader of the group was a burly man with a broad back and a thick waist. He had a fierce appearance, sharp eyes, and a rather serious expression.

He didn't say anything about Zhang Qing joining the company.

They even treated it as if it didn't exist!

But Zhang Qing dared not underestimate this team leader.

The other person was wearing a dark blue-black shirt representing the core members of the gang. His arms, chest, and thighs were bulging with muscles, and his every move seemed to contain boundless power. Moreover, he was more than a foot taller than Zhang Qing.

Judging from his physique, he is a body cultivator!

Cultivators in this world can be categorized according to their different cultivation paths: Dharma cultivators, Body cultivators, Sword cultivators, Weapon cultivators, Talisman cultivators, Alchemy cultivators, Longevity cultivators...

Among them, the practice of reciting Buddhist scriptures is the most numerous and common.

Zhang Qing himself is a member of the Fa Xiu (a group of people who practice Buddhism).

Body cultivators focus on refining the body, viewing themselves as magical artifacts, cultivating and strengthening them to achieve formidable offensive and defensive combat abilities.

The most obvious sign of a body cultivator is an exaggeratedly muscular physique.

And its robust body, limbs, neck, and so on.

Due to the cultivation methods they practice, most physical cultivators are violent, brave, and combative.

Zhang Qing, who was new to the area, didn't want to provoke the other party.

Once the entire third patrol team had arrived, the incredibly burly team leader immediately explained the rules for the night patrol.

In summary, it can be summed up in just four words.

Obey orders!

He also introduced himself as Wei Xiong, a body cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

After saying that, the team leader waved his hand and shouted, "Let's go!"

Led by Wei Xiong, Zhang Qing and five other cultivators followed closely behind, beginning their night patrol mission.

At first, Zhang Qing was a little unaccustomed to it.

Apart from Wei Xiong, they didn't know anyone else in the group and couldn't talk to each other, so they were like puppets moving along with the group.

But gradually, he began to get used to the rhythm of the patrol.

The gang patrols begin at nightfall and end close to midnight.

The night patrol team's mission was essentially to enforce the curfew, prevent robbers and thieves from causing trouble, and protect the safety of the territory.

The members of the Changfeng Society only patrol within their own territory.

As for what happens after midnight, we don't need to worry about that.

When the Black Tide arrives, who will dare to wander the streets and alleys?

As night fell over Qing'an Market, Zhang Qing followed the group through the streets and alleys, his mind wandering.

The streets and alleys were quiet, without a single ghost in sight. Occasionally, a gust of wind would whistle by, bringing with it a chilling "whooshing" sound.

There were no streetlights, and the moon and stars were nowhere to be seen in the sky, so it was very dark.

It can easily make someone suspicious!

But for veterans like Wei Xiong, it was nothing out of the ordinary; he strode confidently, as if he were taking a walk in his own living room.

A team leader like that is actually quite reassuring.

Zhang Qing, lacking experience, mingled with the group, following closely behind, keeping his mouth shut and remaining silent.

Suddenly, Wei Xiong, who was in front, stopped.

He turned around, his gaze landing on Zhang Qing: "You didn't bring a weapon?"

Zhang Qingcai then noticed that, apart from himself, all the other cultivators were carrying long knives or swords.

Because no one told him when he joined the outer hall, he had no idea that night patrols required carrying weapons.

So there was no preparation at all.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Qing still answered, "Team leader, I am Fa Xiu."

What kind of weapon does Fa Xiu need? Does he want to use swords and knives to kill people?

Wei Xiong twitched the corner of his mouth and said indifferently, "A cultivator at the second level of Qi Refining."

As soon as he finished speaking, snickers erupted from the ranks.

Qi Refining Level 2—that's practically a newbie!

Wei Xiong did not laugh, but instead reached into his storage bag, took out a sheathed longsword, and handed it to Zhang Qing.

The Qi Refining Level 4 Body Cultivator said in a deep voice, "I'll lend you this Qingfeng Sword for now. When you have time, learn some swordsmanship. It's always good to have more skills; they might just save your life in a critical moment."

Zhang Qing was taken aback for a moment, then quickly took the longsword: "Thank you, Captain!"

He could sense that Wei Xiong meant him no harm.

After this minor setback, the team continued their patrol.

Zhang Qing, however, was somewhat absent-minded as he held the Qingfeng sword in his hand.

In the properties of the data panel, [Martial Arts] is listed.

He had always thought that this attribute was utterly useless and not worth investing any precious energy into.

But now Zhang Qing's thoughts have changed somewhat.

If it's completely useless, how can martial arts be one of the four attributes?

As a time traveler, Zhang Qing realized that his thinking could not be confined to the memories of his predecessor.

Or rather, cognition.

After all, the person in question grew up in a humble family and had very limited experience and knowledge.

This martial art must be something special!

With that in mind, Zhang Qing decided to find a martial arts book to read when he had the chance, and learn some fist and foot techniques or sword skills.

There might be an unexpected bonus.

The patrol team returned to the Changfeng Society's headquarters around midnight.

Then everyone dispersed and went home.

That night was unusually peaceful.