A small casual cultivator!

"Forget it, let's just hide away. It will be dawn soon anyway."

Hearing the sound getting closer, Lu Luan stood up reluctantly, stepped on the stone statue a few steps, jumped onto the beam, and sat down quietly.

From the voice just now, it can be heard that the person who came is most likely a gangster. It’s not that he is afraid, but he doesn’t want to deal with these people.

"This damn weather changes so quickly."

After more than ten breaths, seven or eight middle-aged men in straw raincoats rushed in, shouting and cursing while shaking the rain off their bodies.

The man in the lead was very sturdy, with a calm look and a striking scar on his right cheek. He was a ruthless character who had been living on the edge of a knife for years.

The man took a quick look around, took off his hat and put it aside, and ordered, "Make a fire quickly to avoid getting wet."

"okay."

The next few people quickly started a fire using the firewood that Lu Luan had used to stew the frog soup.

This was on the roadside, and people might come in from time to time to take shelter from the rain or something, but they didn't think much of it.

Several people sat down around the fire, and their soaked clothes began to steam. However, the firelight shone on the stone statue, which was eerie and a bit creepy. One of the timid ones shook his body and looked at the man next to him timidly: "Brother, why does this place feel so weird? There is a town a little further away, otherwise... let's go to that town to take shelter from the rain."

"Look at your courage. Can this broken stone be as scary as a tigress at home?"

"Yea, haha."

When everyone heard this, they looked down on him, laughed at him, and ignored him.

"Brother, how long does it take to get to Fengcheng?" someone asked softly to the middle-aged man in the lead.

The man put the knife at his feet, took off the wine flask from his waist and leaned against the fire to warm the wine, saying, "The water route is long and winding. It will be faster if we take the Tea Horse Road, maybe three days. Although it's only 170 miles in a straight line, there are thousands of gullies and ravines ahead, so the road is dangerous and you can't go fast."

On the beam, Lu Luan looked down for a few times, frowned and said silently: "They are all cultivators at the first or second level of Qi Refining. What a coincidence, they are also going to Fengcheng."

"Brother, this time the secret place in Fengcheng is opened. If we join forces, we will definitely get good gains." A thin younger brother looked a little excited.

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "You're already thinking about the benefits inside before you even get there. I think you've lost your mind. If you die in there, what will happen to your wife and children at home?"

The man who had spoken just now lowered his head immediately after hearing this and didn't say anything else.

“There are secret places in these small places?”

When Lu Luan heard the word secret place, he was surprised. The secret place is the place of immortals and is often filled with various opportunities.

The man glanced at everyone and warned them worriedly, "There are several aristocratic families in Fengcheng. They are quite powerful, and there are masters at the fifth or sixth level of Qi Refining. We cannot afford to offend them. When you get there, keep a low profile and don't cause trouble. Got it?"

"Don't worry, brother."

Everyone immediately made the assurance with a serious look.

"It's better this way. If you provoke anyone, I won't be able to save you."

Several people started chatting.

Half an hour later, after several days' journey, the rest of the group leaned over to take a nap tiredly. Only the leader was still holding a knife in deep thought, looking at his brothers who were resting, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, the dilapidated door was blown open by a strong wind, making a loud noise, which scared everyone.

"Damn it, it's almost dawn, could it be haunted?" the leading man cursed loudly, then stood up and prepared to close the door.

"Crack!"

But at this moment, a thunder sounded and lightning flashed. He stopped suddenly and focused his eyes, because at that moment, he noticed a shadow reflected on the wall, so he quietly looked upwards.

"not good."

Lu Luan's face changed slightly. He was also paying attention to the people below. When he saw that the man was acting abnormally, he knew that he had been discovered. At the same time, the medicine insect in his hand began to move unusually, sending him a danger signal.

"Snapped!"

Just as he was about to leave, he saw a flash of white light, and a knife light went straight to his previous position. The next moment, the beam broke, a big hole was cut directly on the roof, and broken tiles flew everywhere.

"Someone."

"alert……"

When the others saw this, they reacted quickly and drew out their cold knives.

Lu Luan landed lightly on the ground, frowned slightly, opened his palms, and a four-foot-long sword appeared in his hand.

"Who are you? What do you want to do hiding on the beam?"

The man could see that he was quite skilled, so he didn't attack immediately, but asked coldly.

The crowd surrounded him, looking at him with murderous eyes.

No one was prepared just now. If someone had taken advantage of the situation with bad intentions, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Lu Luan looked at them calmly and said, "You misunderstood, fellow Daoist. I also came in to avoid the rain."

Although the other party was outnumbered, he did not show any sign of fear.

"is it?"

There was some disbelief in everyone's eyes.

"Brother, why waste time talking to him? Just arrest him and interrogate him." someone shouted.

Lu Luan glanced at the man coldly, and then a faint red glow lingered on the sword in his hand, emitting a scorching temperature.

"not good!"

"He actually has a magic weapon!"

Looking at the sword, everyone's face changed suddenly, and they subconsciously took several steps back.

Moreover, his eyes were obviously panicked and his breathing became rapid. He looked at him nervously as if he was facing a great enemy.

You should know that ordinary cultivators at the first or second level of Qi Refining can usually only use weapons made of ordinary iron, while magic weapons are usually only possessed by people at the third level of Qi Refining or above.

This sword was rewarded to him by his master when he successfully entered the Qi Refining Stage. Although it was not a very good one, it was engraved with a fire-burning magical power called the Lihuo Technique. By activating the true Qi, it could unleash a blazing and sharp sword energy, and its power should not be underestimated.

"Little brother, this is a misunderstanding. Calm down. Don't be impulsive. Don't be impulsive."

Seeing this, the man in the lead immediately apologized and did not dare to do anything rash.

Raindrops were falling from the holes in the roof. The house was very quiet except for the sound of the wind.

Lu Luan glanced at a few people and said coldly, "Go away."

The man finally breathed a sigh of relief and said,

"Little brother, excuse me for disturbing you. We are leaving now. We are leaving now."

With such a great god in the temple, how could they dare to stay any longer?

He didn't even dare to take his raincoat and fled in panic on horseback in the rain.

"Quite sensible."

After watching several people disappear in the rain, Lu Luan shook his head slightly and thought it would be best to retreat on his own initiative.

Although he had a higher level of cultivation, he was still young and did not have the advantage in physical strength. He was not completely sure and he was not willing to fight with this group of experienced people. Besides, there was no need. After taking back the Lihuo Sword, he sat down by the fire.

Recalling the conversation between the few people, he thought to himself:

"The secret place. Judging from the tone of those people, there should be a lot of magical herbs and medicines growing there. And since even people with such strength dare to go there, it must not be very dangerous."

He was somewhat interested in this secret place where magical herbs grew.

He looked at his palm and said softly, "Little guy, let's try our luck in that secret place next."

Now that my cultivation has broken through, and with this medicine insect, I feel more confident.

After sitting for a while, he did not stay any longer because he was worried about other unexpected events.

He took out a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat from his storage bag, put them on, and left the dilapidated temple. He came to the river in the town, took the small boat that was parked on the shore when he came, and slowly went downstream to Fengcheng.

……

Time passed quickly. After a few days, the sky and the earth were exceptionally clear after the rain. The mountains stood tall like bamboo shoots in the sea of ​​clouds.

Fengcheng is a small city built around a river among the mountains. It got its name because it is located in a vast maple forest.

In the early morning, the river was misty and the ethereal sound of gurgling water was very leisurely and peaceful. The small bluestone town on the river bank seemed to be still submerged in the mist and had not woken up yet. However, the fishermen had already started their day's livelihood on the river in their small boats.

"finally reached."

Lu Luan slowly drove out of the fog and looked at the small mountain town hidden in the mountains ahead, a smile appeared on his face.

After parking the boat in a reed field by the river, he jumped ashore and walked towards the tall city gate.

“I didn’t expect this mountain city to be so prosperous.”

After entering the city, Lu Luan was slightly shocked by the prosperous scenery. There were three- or five-story wooden buildings on both sides of the street. There were pedestrians coming and going, and the wine shops and teahouses were very bustling.

"That's good, that's good." After being stunned for a while, he became happy. In such a prosperous city, many treasures can often be found.

Next, he wandered around the city. This was his first time to visit such a big city since his master passed away.

……

"what?"

When he was eating noodles at a roadside stall, he suddenly saw a skinny old man in his seventies walking on the street. He was dressed in ordinary clothes, wearing a pair of straw sandals, with his trouser legs rolled up, and humming a little tune as he walked.

However, after feeling the faint true energy emanating from his body, Lu Luan's eyes showed surprise. This plain-looking old man was actually a cultivator, and his cultivation level should be similar to his own.

The old man noticed Lu Luan's gaze, looked slightly surprised, and then walked over.

"Fellow."

Lu Luan greeted politely first.

"Little brother." The old man also politely bowed to him with a smile, then sat in front of him, looked him over, and praised him, "Little brother, you have good talent. You have already reached the second level of Qi Refining at such a young age."

"Thank you for the compliment, fellow Daoist." Lu Luan said modestly.

In these remote places, even if one reaches the first level of Qi Refining at the age of fourteen, it is considered a bit of talent, let alone reaching the second level of Qi Refining.

"Young man, are you here for the secret place of Nanling as well?" asked the old man.

"Yes, I heard on the way that there is a strange land here, so I came to take a look. By the way, fellow Taoist, how many immortal cultivators are there in this city?"

"Do you mean the ones from this city or the ones who came here these days?"

Seeing that he had also ordered a bowl of noodles, Lu Luan said, "Would you mind introducing everything to me? I'm new here and don't know much about it. This bowl of noodles is on me."

"That's so embarrassing," the old man smiled politely, and then he introduced: "Although Fengcheng is not big, there are three small immortal cultivation families in the city. The strongest one is at the sixth level of Qi Refining. Including independent cultivators like me, there are usually about a hundred immortal cultivators in the city. Now, if we add the ones who have recently come in, there should be more than three hundred."

"Where is the secret place?" Lu Luan asked.

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Special Note:

The concept of magic weapon is different from the past. It is the name after the combination of magic tool and magic technique.

Treasure techniques are a type of magical power, which record various runes. My idea is that treasure techniques are equivalent to a program code, and magic weapons are the carriers. Only when the two are combined will they have various powers. Different treasure techniques will have different powers of weapons. For example, some release fire, some release ice, lightning and so on.

The protagonist's Lihuo sword technique is a kind of precious technique, so as long as his Lihuo sword is injected with his own true energy, it can release the scorching flame sword energy.

In addition, the other settings in this book are also different. For example, a cultivator has three Dantians, namely Huangting, Qihai, and Zifu, which respectively contain the essence, qi, and spirit of a person. The most commonly mentioned Dantian is the lower Dantian Qihai, which contains the true qi.

There are three types of exercises: refining qi, refining essence, and refining spirit. The most common one is refining qi. Refining essence is to strengthen the physique, improve the essence of the body, and enhance the origin.