Zhou Qun is a casual cultivator. About forty years ago, he followed his father from Limeng Island and entered Binhaifang City. He never left again and became one of the many casual cultivators in Binhaifang City.
One member.
He and his father were not originally casual cultivators, but monks from a Qi-refining family named Zhou family on Limeng Island. Although the entire family had less than fifty monks, fortunately their family was located in a remote location and had limited resources.
It is barren, but there are not so many battles. It has continued steadily for decades or hundreds of years.
This situation continued until their family discovered a citrine mine nearby, which was a precious weapon-refining material. In Zhou Qun's mind, it was the key to their family's downfall.
That year, he had just broken through the first level of Qi refining and officially entered the ranks of monks.
But what greeted him was a fierce battle.
Countless magical attacks landed on the family's protective circle, emitting all kinds of rays of light.
At the same time, there were countless sounds of all kinds coming from outside the protective circle, including the sounds of waving magic weapons, the excited shouts of monks, and the roars of unknown monsters.
These things formed together, like a black cloud, pressing towards Zhou Qun unstoppably.
Zhou Qun saw the clan leader leading the clan members to maintain the operation of the protective circle with all their strength, and constantly instructing the monks in the family to replenish the spiritual stones needed for the circle. At the same time, he looked anxiously concerned about the offensive outside.
Although the family had exhausted all its efforts, the protective formation only lasted for less than an hour before being broken through by the monks outside. In an instant, dozens of strange monks rushed into the family's station and rushed to the clan members.
before.
Zhou Qun felt the deep malice from them. He stepped back in fear, but his father held him back and took out a knife-like magical weapon from his storage bag.
While his father told him not to retreat, he cast a second-level defensive talisman on him to protect his whole body.
The defensive light curtain formed by the second-level talisman gave Zhou Qun a slight sense of security.
What followed was a melee between monks, but it was not actually a melee. Among the monks who attacked the family's residence were two foundation-building monks, and more than thirty monks who were above the middle stage of Qi Refining. The huge cultivation level suppressed the family.
There is no way to fight back.
With just one face-to-face encounter, the family's organized defense line was defeated.
The clan leader and more than a dozen elders protected the three younger ones, including himself, as they broke out. At the same time, they loudly ordered to abandon the family camp and all the clan members fled.
The large-scale fireball spell illuminated the night like day. Zhou Qun saw many familiar elders lying in a pool of blood, saw the heads of the clan members being chopped off with a sword, and saw the family's most precious treasure house being looted.
He followed the team in a daze, and the person pulling him was his father.
But it was obvious that some monks were not prepared to let them go and chased them closely, including the Foundation-Building monk suspended in mid-air.
This is the first truth Zhou Qun learned.
When the group of monks caught up, the clan leader couldn't avoid it and led the remaining clan members to attack them.
Zhou Qun saw the elders around him taking out their magic weapons and rushing forward. Countless resentment also gathered in Zhou Qun's heart. He shouted, preparing to rush forward with his clan members, and he also had spiritual energy in his hand ready to release what he had just learned.
The wind blade technique.
However, he did not succeed. His father took advantage of the chaos to pull him back, and then ran in the opposite direction. While running, he also released an earth spell, condensing a tall earth wall, and surrounded the clan members, including the clan leader.
The escape route was blocked, and the tribesmen who noticed this scene were filled with differences, and then showed incredible anger, as they were betrayed by their tribesmen.
However, these tribesmen did not continue their anger for long, because the escape route was blocked, and they were quickly dispatched by the foundation-building monks who arrived just like chopping melons and vegetables.
Zhou Qun was carried on his father's shoulders. He had never seen his father move at such a fast speed. What surprised him even more was that his father abandoned his tribe and ran away. His brain was in chaos. When he regained consciousness, he
Already on a big ship, surrounded by the boundless sea.
He and his father were the only ones left in the whole family, and his father was sitting next to him with no expression on his face.
Zhou Qun wanted to ask him why, but he couldn't open his mouth and just silently held the corner of his clothes tightly with his hands.
The ship was heading for a land he had never set foot on. When he set foot on this land, he still felt unreal. In a short period of time, his family was destroyed, and he followed his father.
Became a casual cultivator in a strange land.
For the next twenty years, he and his father lived together.
The feeling of being a casual cultivator is extremely unpleasant. He and his father often find themselves in the embarrassing situation of having no spiritual stones to use for cultivation, so they have to enter some dangerous places again and again, risking their lives to hunt monsters and beasts in exchange for cultivation.
The spirit stones used would sometimes hunt lone monks.
But even so, their situation was not much better, until one day a masked casual cultivator found him and his father and said there was a way to earn spiritual stones.
Later, Zhou Qun learned that this route was to go to Black Wind Ridge to rob the caravan of family monks.
This was of course very dangerous, but due to the pressure of survival, he and his father decided to go.
The first time his father didn't let him go, he went alone. When his father came back, he brought back three hundred spiritual stones.
After that, Zhou Qun participated in several such robberies. Although there were casualties each time, fortunately, neither he nor his father suffered any injuries.
Until one time, his father was directly hit by a second-level talisman cast by a family monk during a robbery, and was seriously injured. He passed away shortly after returning to Binhaifang City.
Before his death, his father handed him the storage bag and said: The family's destruction was all the patriarch's fault. He had already advised him not to covet topaz mines, but he didn't listen. And when he learned that monks were coming to attack,
Although he knew that there was a huge gap in strength between the two sides, he still naively thought that he could defend it by gathering the power of all the monks and the protective formation. After being finally breached, he should have asked the clansmen to escape for their lives immediately, but he decided to send the best of the clan to them.
Elite forces are here to escort you three juniors. If those elite tribesmen can escape, our Zhou family may not have a chance to rise again.
The last words Zhou Qun heard from his father were that he would never forgive the patriarch, even though he was his eldest brother from the same mother.
Zhou Qun finished taking care of his father's funeral affairs, and then opened the storage bag left by his father. He found a dark green bead in it. This bead was quite strange, and it had no spiritual power fluctuation at all.
He secretly felt that the bead might be a treasure, but he tried many methods to no avail.
Until a year later, by chance, he opened the bead and discovered the space behind the door.
Zhou Qun thought this was his opportunity.
He built a small wooden house in that mysterious space, and then opened up five acres of spiritual fields. After buying a book on spiritual plants, he began to study how to grow spiritual medicines.
But he does not have any talent as a spiritual planter. The first-level spiritual grasses he planted all died without exception. In the end, he could only plant the best surviving spiritual grains. Even so, with his ability, he could only plant five acres.
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This made his initial idea of cultivating spiritual objects in exchange for resources come to nothing.
Then he changed his mind.
He focused on the treasure ship trade between Binhaifang City and Limeng Island every four years. During this trade, the Corpse Sect allowed casual cultivators to pay a certain amount of spiritual stones to accompany the ship.
Li Meng Island lacks spiritual grains, so you can use the mysterious space to raise a batch of spiritual grains in Binhaifang City and sell them to Li Meng Island. In this way, you can earn the price difference, and you don’t have to pay the spirit grains to the Corpse Ghost Sect to transport the goods.
stone.
Afterwards, Zhou Qun collected spiritual grains from major grain stores in Binhaifang City. However, since he did not have many spiritual stones, he did not make much when he went out to trade for the first time. However, this gave Zhou Qun hope, which proved that this
A path is possible.
Then every four years Zhou Qun would use the mysterious space to help him transport spiritual grains, and he could earn more and more spiritual stones each time.
But what only made him a little regretful was that the Corpse Sect only launched a treasure ship caravan for trade every four years.
Although there are sporadic treasure ships traveling between Limeng Island and Binhaifang City in normal times, these are treasure ships owned by major families, and casual cultivators are not allowed to enter.
Zhou Qun thought that he would build a treasure ship like this in the future.
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This continued for more than twenty years, and Zhou Qun finally used the spiritual stones raised through this method to reach the eighth level of Qi Refining.
This year, he stocked up spiritual grains in major grain stores to prepare for the next trade, but a casual cultivator approached him again.
It was still a long time before the next trade, and he had already reached the eighth level of Qi refining. Even if he couldn't defeat him, he could still run away. With this idea in mind, Zhou Qun joined the casual cultivators in Black Wind Ridge.
In fact, Zhou Qun had realized that he could meet his cultivation needs only with the annual trade of the Corpse Ghost Sect, but the pleasure of killing when participating in the robbery made him a little obsessed.
In the following years, he participated in several more such robberies, and each time went smoothly.
Once, on his way back after plundering, he found three spiritual bamboos in Heifeng Ridge. He dug out these three spiritual bamboos and tried to plant them in the mysterious space, planting them in the small wooden house he built.
I didn't expect to survive.
Such a life of cultivation was uneventful, and Zhou Qun had begun to long for the realm of the ninth level of Qi refining.
...
He was lying on a cliff, next to a group of monks like him. Looking at a group of family monks wearing black mysterious clothes coming in, he felt a little uneasy, as if something bad was about to happen, but something went wrong.
Yes, he followed the others and rushed to the group of family monks.
What followed was a battle he was familiar with.
But the situation after that was different from his previous plunder. Although there were three Qi Refining monks on his side, the leading monk on the other side was surprisingly strong. He could hold back the high-end combat power on his side by himself. This made
The original plan had some twists and turns.
But what happened next was beyond Zhou Qun's expectation. The opponent's old monk, who was originally an old man, suddenly broke out and instantly killed the two eighth-level Qi Refining monks who were besieging him, and then rushed to the leader of the opponent.
assist.
So in the blink of an eye, the three ninth-level Qi Refining monks on our side were killed and two escaped, and the situation was instantly reversed.
The first thought in Zhou Qun's mind was to get away from the battlefield as quickly as possible, so he consciously retreated while fighting, approaching the edge of the battlefield.
But maybe he was unlucky. The strongest ninth-level Qi Refining monk on the opposite side chose him as his first target.
He could only catch two of the opponent's sticks, but the magic weapon was knocked out of his hand, and then he was hit by the third stick in the body. His consciousness blacked out and he fainted.
When he woke up again, his hands had been bound, and there were three casual cultivators around him who were just like him. They were all sealed with spiritual talismans used for sealing, and then they were put aside casually.
After that, he saw a fat man coming from the black team not far away.
As the fat man walked, he took out a beheading knife that was taller than others. Zhou Qun realized something instantly. He wanted to scream. He wanted to tell the other party his secret about the mysterious space in exchange for his life, but the other party banned him.
His method was very thorough. Not only did he seal his spiritual power, he also couldn't move his mouth or tongue.
The three casual cultivators next to him obviously also noticed the fat man getting closer and closer. They felt as if death was getting closer and closer. They looked panicked, struggled constantly, and made "beep, bab, bab" sounds.
But this was obviously of no use to the fat man in front of him. Zhou Qun saw him beheading the people next to him one by one, and he was the last one.
Zhou Qun rushed forward with all his strength, trying to seize the impossible chance of survival, but he only let his body lean forward, and his face suddenly fell into the mud that was muddy with blood.
Smelling the smell of blood emanating from the soil, Zhou Qun felt that his mind had never been so clear-headed. He could even distinguish the faint smell of rust emanating from the blood.
"Hey, this is what blood tastes like."
What Zhou Qun saw with his last glance was the fat man's indifferent expression, and the light of the knife he was slashing towards his head.
At the last moment, Zhou Qun thought of his uncle, his father, and the night when his family was destroyed forty years ago. The smell in the air that night in his memory was so similar to now.
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At this point, the Zhou family on Limeng Island, the last survivor of this Qi refining family, also disappeared from this world.