A small casual cultivator!

"what can we do about it?"

He was at his wit's end.

After finishing his breakfast in a few bites, he turned around and walked out. Now, in his storage bag, except for a talisman and a few miscellaneous low-level spiritual herbs, it was cleaner than his face.

"Let's go to the place where they recruit independent cultivators."

After saying that, he slowly disappeared into the crowd again.

In an alley where many wandering cultivators gathered, Lu Luan walked and stopped, looking at the various notices on both sides, but his eyes were full of disappointment.

"Team up to hunt monsters?"

Suddenly, he caught sight of a newly posted picture, became interested, and began to read it carefully.

After a while, he said to himself, "Find three casual cultivators who are at least at the third level of Qi Refining, and go to the mountains outside the city to hunt monsters. We can go back and forth once every half a month, and harvest at least thirty essence pills each time. That seems pretty good."

He became somewhat moved.

A young man standing next to the notice saw him and asked with a smile: "Little Taoist friend, we are people who want to practice Qi Refining at the third level. You are still young, so go look somewhere else."

Lu Luan's eyes turned and he said, "I'm almost eighteen years old, not young anymore, and I'm also at the third level of Qi Refining now."

As he spoke, he released his breath.

Lu Luan didn't like to be high-profile, and his master always reminded him that one should always keep one's skills in reserve and not to show off, so his master taught him many ways to hide his cultivation. Now, if he holds his breath tightly, even people at the fourth level of Qi Refining may not be able to tell.

The man's expression changed slightly, and he said in surprise, "I really can't tell, fellow Daoist, you have quite good talent. Since you are at the third level of Qi Refining, are you interested in joining our team and going outside the city to kill monsters and make money together?"

After Lu Luan thought for a while, he asked, "How many people are there in the team?"

The young man smiled and said, "Since we have a formation plate with ten formation points, our team always has ten people."

"There is actually a formation plate!" Lu Luan was instantly interested, but soon asked, "What's the matter with these three missing?"

"Alas, these three left our team, so we have to recruit them again."

"Really."

Lu Luan stared at his eyes closely. This time, the young man actually tried to evade. He then asked, "Daoyou, are you coming? Our team will definitely distribute the rewards fairly and will not treat anyone unfairly."

"never mind."

Lu Luan shook his head, turned around and left.

He knew that unless they had a good relationship, if he teamed up with such strangers, there would be a high probability that they would be killed by monsters or their own people.

Although he had never experienced it, his master often nagging him about the evil nature of human nature.

"How about we attack those who are alone at night?"

Suddenly, an evil thought came to his mind. Once the thought started, it became uncontrollable. His eyes began to change, and he said in his mind:

"Although this is an evil way, it seems that there is no other way to quickly obtain Essence Pills. As long as I can prepare more than a hundred Essence Pills, and make the Golden Silk have some attack power, I can go hunt monsters."

Lu Luan knew that his idea was very dangerous, but in order to break through to the fourth level of Qi Refining as soon as possible, he could not care less.

He knew that as long as no one was hurt in the city, things would not get out of hand.

"only……"

"Never mind, let's try it tonight."

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to do it.

With his current level of cultivation, he can indeed do so.

This wandering young man finally began to try to get involved in some untouchable areas.

……

Soon, night falls.

Riverside.

Lu Luan's expression still showed some struggle. Although he was ruthless in killing people, deep down he was unwilling to bully the weak. Those who were still wandering outside at night were all down-and-out cultivators.

It can be said that it is also his former self.

"There's someone here."

"The second level of Qi Refining?"

After walking slowly along the river bank for almost half an hour, he saw a man lying on his back on a boulder by the river, seemingly staring at the stars in the sky in a daze.

After pausing for a moment, he finally slowly moved over.

The man on the stone was admiring the night view, unaware that someone with bad intentions was approaching him.

When he reached a distance of five meters, Lu Luan slowly stopped, and with a thought, a thin rope quietly emerged from between his fingers, and finally stuck to the ground and slowly crawled forward.

"Ok?"

The man finally noticed something, and just as he was about to look around, he suddenly felt his feet tighten, and the next moment his legs were tightly bound by something.

Then I felt a powerful force coming.

"Ah, help, help!"

The man instinctively shouted for help, but as the golden silk wrapped around him, it quickly strangled his mouth.

This is the power of the Golden Silk. It can render a person unable to move in just two breaths.

If it could be combined with a gold treasure, it could become extremely sharp and cut the man into pieces in just a moment!

"Uh...uh..."

The man struggled desperately.

Lu Luan came to his side without saying anything. Only then did he see that the man in front of him was just like himself, only a fifteen-year-old boy with a childish look on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, please don't steal my things. I beg you."

The young man looked at him helplessly and pleadingly.

Lu Luan remained silent, as if he was thinking about it, but soon he quickly snatched the storage bag from his waist and left.

In the darkness of the night, there was only a young boy left, crying with his knees hugged, looking extremely helpless and pitiful.

"I don't know what it is."

Lu Luan came to the dark place and opened the young man's storage bag with a depressed mood. The space inside was extremely small, of the lowest level. All he saw were two thin clothes and a few medicinal herbs that could barely be considered spiritual herbs.

At the same time, there was a tightly wrapped cloth ball, which he took out.

"Essence Pill."

After opening it, he found what he wanted, but he was not happy because there were only three Essence Pills. The boy's aura was still a little floating, and it was obvious that he had just broken through.

After pondering for a while, Lu Luan wrapped the cloth ball again, put it into the storage bag, and disappeared into the night.

By the river, the young man was still burying his head pitifully between his knees, like a bird with broken wings.

Suddenly, he felt a hand patting him.

"what!"

The boy was startled and screamed before crawling away.

But soon, he felt something hit his hand.

This is his storage bag!

"Your cultivation is weak, so you'd better not come to places with few people at night. You won't be so lucky next time you meet them."

A voice came from the front, and he looked, only to see a figure slightly taller than him.

Seeing that there were many things in his storage bag, he looked at the slowly disappearing shadow in surprise. How could the robber be so kind?

"Hey."

After a while, Lu Luan stood by the river with a wry smile on his face. When his master had just passed away, he was just like that young boy. He was often robbed of his things and felt very helpless. So he stayed away from places where there were cultivators and wandered in the mortal world in the mountains.

He couldn't bear to do that to his past self, as the scene brought back memories.

"Lets see."

After saying something silently, he continued walking downstream.

……

"Ok?"

As dawn approached, he suddenly stopped because he heard some unusual sounds.

He frowned and walked quietly towards the place where the sound came from.

In a small forest, a rough-faced man stepped on an old man's head. After failing to find the storage bag on his body, he cursed him viciously: "You old thing, tell me, where did you put the storage bag?"

The skinny old man said with difficulty: "Uncle, I really don't have a storage bag. My storage bag was stolen earlier."

"Don't say yes."

The big man kicked him in the stomach, causing the old man to curl up like a shrimp in pain, his face turning pale.

"Say or not?"

The big man kicked again.

"I said, I said, there..."

The old man finally couldn't hold on any longer and pointed to the side with a trembling finger.

The big man walked in the direction and indeed found a storage bag under a clump of weeds. He immediately smiled and said, "Wouldn't it be better if you handed it over earlier?"

After getting the storage bag, he spat at the old man in a very insulting manner, and then prepared to leave.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, he felt as if his foot was tripped by something, and then he felt something wrapped around him.

"What is that? ...Ah!"

The next moment, he screamed and fell to the ground. Soon, he was hanging in the air.

In a panic, he saw a masked man slowly walking out of the woods.

Looking at the big man hanging upside down, Lu Luan smiled softly and said, "The third level of Qi Refining should have a lot of good things."