vstars Chapter 7 Stealing Spirit Stones
Chapter 7 Stealing Spirit Stones
Lu Qingyun silently recited the cultivation method in his mind and began to practice the "Ancient Wood Longevity Technique".
There are still so many people outside who covet it for so many years.
He was determined not to leave seclusion until he had used up all the spirit stones.
Cultivation knows no days or months; half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
As the sun rises,
Today is the time to plant the spirit rice.
Lu Qingyun felt something and opened his eyes.
He took a deep breath, and although he still failed to draw the breath into his body, his physical strength was greatly enhanced.
With a slight thought, Lu Qingyun lightly pressed his fist against the stone table. As if touching tofu, a deep mark immediately appeared on the stone table.
"Not bad! Half a month of hard work has finally paid off."
"Although it is not as good as the peak of acquired martial arts in my previous life, the difference is only slight."
Looking at the marks on the stone table, Lu Qingyun sighed, "The difference between immortals and mortals is indeed like an insurmountable chasm. The efforts of a mortal throughout his life are not as good as half a month of hard work by a lowly cultivator."
"Fortunately, in this life, I have already embarked on the path of immortality, and I no longer need to be like a mortal, hopeless and unable to make any progress, only an ant in the eyes of immortals."
Looking back on the wasted years of my past life, it all seems like a dream.
With that thought, Lu Qingyun's enthusiasm for cultivation intensified.
Lu Qingyun composed himself, raised his hands to stop the spinning technique, gently grasped the jade talisman, and examined the information within.
The Yunxia Sect's jade talismans have countless uses; they can prove identity and also allow disciples to exchange information.
During the two weeks of seclusion, Li Erniu and Young Master Xiao Daojue frequently inquired about his safety.
Several letters arrived, each with a promising future and a thriving career.
Li Erniu, in particular, had a stroke of luck and was noticed by Niu Gao, a deacon in the Punishment Hall, who took him in as a disciple.
Lu Qingyun nodded.
The people of Liang were not heartless; they were not alone in this life compared to the previous one.
It would be a blessing to have one or two close friends to support each other on the path of cultivation.
...
Spring rain fell on the fields, moistening the parched soil.
It always rains at this time of year at Yunxia Sect, which the disciples are used to, but Lu Qingyun still felt a sense of emotion as he looked at the sprouting buds outside the window.
When the rain stops today, it will be time to plant the spirit rice.
The boys were admiring the vibrant spring scenery when a sudden commotion arose nearby.
call out--
A sharp whistling sound rang out, and a boy who was Lu Qingyun's neighbor was instantly pierced in the right leg, accompanied by the sound of metal clashing.
boom!
A violent explosion erupted around the group of teenagers, including Lu Qingyun. Everyone was stunned for a moment, completely unprepared for such an attack.
Although the explosive device wasn't very powerful, the chili powder inside still caused the boys a lot of suffering, making it difficult for them to open their eyes for a moment.
It should be the season for spring planting, who would dare to launch a sneak attack here?
Aren't they afraid of being punished by the sect?
"This is the Yunxia Sect! Who dares to act so presumptuously here?"
The boy named Mu Chuan wiped his eyes, which were covered in chili powder, and retreated into the house while enduring the pain, shouting angrily.
Hearing the noise, the other boys followed suit and ran into the house.
As for Lu Qingyun, he had anticipated the possible sneak attack and hid in the Lingtian courtyard before the pepper bombs exploded.
It's not hard to guess.
After all, if he wanted to find a place for the young people to relax, to leave the courtyard and come to the spirit field, it would be during the spring planting season.
At that time, they had to leave the courtyard and were no longer protected by the gate rules.
The boys' escape seemed futile, except that Lu Qingyun had anticipated the danger and successfully entered the courtyard.
At the entrances of the other juvenile academies, all the other entrances were blocked by unfamiliar cultivators whose faces were covered with black headscarves.
In an instant, they were all gripped by fear.
"Aren't you afraid of punishment from the sect?!"
Mu Chuan and the others resisted angrily, unleashing a barrage of magical swords, wooden sticks, and hoes as they charged at the cultivators blocking the door, attempting to enter the house.
However, resistance seemed futile. At the command of the scarred-faced leader, the black-turbaned monks blocking the door sneered and immediately grabbed the boys.
"Hand over your spirit stones, sign a contract to provide us with your future spirit rice, and I will spare your lives."
"You're also from the Cloud Mist Sect?!"
Mu Chuan and the others suddenly realized what was happening and stared in shock at the scarred cultivator.
Sects are not supposed to forbid wanton looting, so why do they not only dare to loot but also dare to attack them so ruthlessly?
"I'm not afraid to tell you, I am Shi Biao, the leader of the previous batch of menial servants. In my Yunxia Sect, the law of the jungle within the rules is an integral part of cultivation."
The scarred monk scanned the crowd and said coldly.
"How can a delicate flower that hasn't experienced wind and rain withstand the ravages of the storms outside?"
"I went through the same thing. Hand over the spirit stones, sign the contract, and you can go back to your rooms safely today. In the future, I will also protect you from being exploited by other senior servants."
As Shi Biao spoke, he looked everyone over.
This time, he was acting on the orders of Senior Brother Mu from the outer sect. In order to prove his worth to Senior Brother Mu, he led a group of bandits to plunder spirit stones.
At the same time, the black-robed deacon specifically reminded him to take good care of a person named Lu Qingyun and make sure that he had no spirit stones left.
Furthermore, it was impossible to sow the seeds on time.
Unfortunately, he couldn't find Lu Qingyun in the crowd.
As soon as he finished speaking,
Everyone turned pale; the last shred of hope they had held onto had completely vanished.
"What? You haven't paid yet!"
The scarred cultivator glared fiercely at the crowd like a ferocious tiger. Then, he grabbed Lu Qingyun's neighbor, Mu Chuan, and crushed his finger bones.
"Ah! Shi Biao!"
Mu Chuan roared ferociously, clutching his fingers in pain as he shouted, "Shi Biao, if you have the guts, kill me! I, Mu Chuan, will haunt you even as a ghost!"
Mu Chuan struggled, tears of blood streaming from his eyes, but his fingers were viciously grabbed by Shi Biao and crushed until they were a bloody mess.
Shi Le said coldly, "If you don't hand over the spirit stones, you'll suffer the same fate as Mu Chuan!"
"And I guarantee that your fate will be even worse than Mu Chuan's!"
Upon seeing Mu Chuan's miserable state, everyone was shocked and speechless with fright.
he,
He actually dared to cripple us?
Lu Qingyun concealed his aura and hid behind a nearby tree.
Earlier, he had used the Ancient Tree Longevity Technique's ability to conceal his presence to get out of the courtyard and hide behind the tree where Shi Le was.
Even though Shi Biao had been cultivating for longer than him, with the help of his martial arts experience from his previous life and the "Ancient Wood Longevity Technique" in this life, Shi Le was unable to detect him.
"I never wanted to show off, so why are you forcing me to take the lead?"
Lu Qingyun shook his head, a cold glint in his eyes.
He could not stand by and watch these teenagers sign contracts with Shi Biao.
Otherwise, when they turn around, they will definitely be dissatisfied with him for escaping by sheer luck.
They even helped Shi Biao surround his courtyard gate.
"It seems we have no choice but to act when the time is right."
We are outnumbered and should not act rashly.
Having made up his mind, Lu Qingyun held his breath, waiting for Shi Biao to reveal a weakness.
Time passes little by little.
Just as Shi Biao stepped on Mu Chuan again, preparing to break his thigh, Lu Qingyun finally seized the opportunity.
Shi Biao's entire back was exposed to him without reservation.
Strike his spine and sever his meridians, and you can kill Shi Biao instantly!
Looking down on the group of teenagers, Shi Biao suddenly sensed something was wrong, and vaguely felt a murderous aura behind him.
A hint of tension flashed in his eyes, and he quickly turned his head, but Lu Qingyun was even faster than him!
next moment!
A sharp gust of wind struck Shi Biao in the back, forcefully stopping his foot from breaking Mu Chuan's thigh.
Lu Qingyun grabbed Shi Biao by the neck, faced the group of masked men, and shouted sternly, "Scatter! Or I'll kill him!"