Evil Path to Longevity, Start with Moving Blood and Bones

On the other side.

A few days later...

In Lingzhao Mountain Range, five Qi-refining monks gathered together and came to an ancient temple in the mountain.

The five people supported each other and walked in. Looking carefully, the one walking in front of the five people was holding a long sword and had an ordinary appearance.

Walking next to him was a tall and burly monk.

This person had a rough face, messy hair, and wore a worn leather armor, giving people a wild and unruly feeling. The remaining three people were also dressed in similar clothes, with darker skin, obviously all of them were casual cultivators who traveled all year round.

Inside the ancient temple.

After the five people came in, they also saw a young man in black clothes sitting cross-legged and refining a storage bag.

In front of the young man, a bonfire was lit, and some beast meat that had just been processed was roasted on it. The young man had a ruddy face and clean clothes, and there were two storage bags that had been refined in front of him.

Several Qi-refining monks who entered the ancient temple also noticed the young man in black. Their eyes became complicated instantly, but because of the lack of spiritual energy, they sat down to rest on the other side.

These people were not in good condition, and they were panting and had some blood stains on their bodies.

"Rest and recover your spiritual energy."

"Damn, that damn black-backed ape, I will definitely kill him after I recover!"

"Okay, stop talking, we are lucky to escape this time."

The five people sat down next to each other and quickly operated the spell to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and restore themselves. However, from the speed of converting spiritual energy, it can be seen that the spell these people practiced was not a high-level spell.

"Hey, have you heard about it?"

"A madman seems to have appeared in the mountains these two days. He does nothing but kill Qi-refining cultivators!"

"I heard about it, but so what? He was lucky not to meet me. If he had met me, I would have let him see what the Mo family swordsmanship is!"

A young man with long hair said, and raised the long sword in his hand while speaking.

"Old Liu, don't talk about it for now. Do you have any Guiyuan Pills? My spiritual energy consumption is a bit serious."

A young man in the back looked at the young man holding the sword and said.

"It's been used up a long time ago."

"I don't have any more either."

"Hey, I should have prepared more Guiyuan Pills earlier. If the spiritual energy is sufficient, maybe I can kill the monster. Then I can sell it back to Black Water City..."

The young man said with some regret.

"We don't have Guiyuan Pills, but... you see, that person seems to have a lot of storage bags... maybe..."

As soon as these words came out,

The five people who came in later looked at the young man in black with different eyes.

The five people looked at each other, and then they discussed it. The young man with the sword who spoke first stood up and led the way to the young man in black.

"Daoyou, I see you have a lot of storage bags. Do you have any Guiyuan Dan to lend us?"

"We can return it to you after we go down the mountain."

The young man with the sword folded his arms, holding the long sword in his right hand, and looked at the young man in black with ill intentions.

As the man spoke, the young man who was refining the storage bag slowly opened his eyes.

In an instant, the atmosphere inside the ancient temple began to change.

"You, are you talking to me?"

As expected, the young man in black at the beginning was the madman who hunted down the Qi Refining cultivators when they had nothing to do. At this time, Li Jiuqing was only a small step away from completing the foundation building task.

"Otherwise, is there anyone else here besides you?!"

The tone of the young man with the sword suddenly became aggressive, and his eyes were fixed on the storage bag in front of Li Jiuqing.

At this time, Li Jiuqing looked up at the young man, then tilted his head slightly and looked at the people behind the young man.

"One, two, three... five."

"That's enough."

Li Jiuqing whispered softly, and the young man was still a little confused.

At this time, Li Jiuqing slowly stood up, and after he stood up, the remaining four people also walked over here.

"Daoyou, we just want to borrow the elixir from you."

"Of course. In order to reduce unnecessary misunderstandings, please hand over your storage bag. We will take any elixir we want to borrow by ourselves!"

The remaining four people also stood behind the young man with the sword and stared at Li Jiuqing and said.

"Hehehe... take it by yourself... hehe..."

Li Jiuqing laughed.

"Don't waste time, hand over the Guiyuan Pill quickly! I'm the guard of the Wu family in Blackwater City! How can I lack these pills from you?"

Li Jiuqing's eyes were still looking at the five people. Judging from their aura, these five people all met Li Jiuqing's goals.

Since that's the case...

Li Jiuqing didn't intend to be polite. This was sent to him by the old mountain god himself, so Li Jiuqing didn't refuse.

But before taking action, Li Jiuqing still asked the doubts in his heart.

"I don't understand."

"Don't you doubt where my storage bags came from?"

Li Jiuqing's words fell, but the five people obviously didn't understand the meaning of Li Jiuqing's words. One of them who was a little irritable immediately said angrily:

"I don't care how you got it, what? Are you showing off your wealth to me?!"

"I've seen everything. When I was a guard for our young master Wu in the Wu family, I also saw storage rings!"

"Oh, really."

Li Jiuqing couldn't help laughing.

"It must be hard to be a dog for others. Of course, I don't look down on you, because I have been a dog too, but I am different from you..."

"I don't think this is a glorious thing!"

"Boom~"

After Li Jiuqing finished speaking, he flashed up to the man who had just "taken a bite of me", and then punched the man in the abdomen with a fierce punch.

The man screamed instantly. Li Jiuqing's eyes were scornful. He waved his right hand and the flying dagger appeared in his hand. With a 'puff' at the man's mouth, he dug out a piece of blood-stained flesh.

"Ahhh..."

A vague scream, like thunder at night, sounded in the ancient temple.

This series of changes were completed in one breath, and the other four people did not react at all at this time.

"Swish swish swish~"

The Feiliu Dagger took off his hand and flew out. It flew in a semicircle in mid-air and then quickly flew towards the other four people.

"No! There's something wrong with this person, be careful!

"Pfft~~"

"Run!"

"ah"

After a few screams, only the young man holding the sword was still standing there among the five.

As for why the four people didn't resist, it was also because their spiritual energy was almost exhausted when they came, but even under such circumstances, they dared to provoke Li Jiuqing. To be honest, Li Jiuqing couldn't figure it out.

Maybe this is the legendary gift of nature.

Following Li Jiuqing's killing spree, the young man no longer looked as arrogant as before.

"Spare, spare my life!"

"Spare my life!!"

The young man shouted for mercy while retreating.

"Don't just spare your life, let me see your Mo family swordsmanship."

The flying dagger returned to Li Jiuqing's hand and flexibly rotated in Li Jiuqing's hand. At this time, Li Jiuqing slowly walked towards the last person.