sinovels Chapter 52 Lingquan Qianxiu
Chapter 52 Lingquan Qianxiu
Meanwhile, in Qingyun Town, at the market.
Zhou Demao returned to the market hall, went into the inner room, and closed the door.
He took out a communication jade slip from his sleeve and channeled his spiritual power into it.
The jade slip lit up, its spiritual light flashing.
A moment later, a voice came from the jade slip.
"Demao, is everything settled?"
It was Zhou Mingyuan's voice.
"Reporting to you, young master, it's all done," Zhou Demao said respectfully. "The shop has been taken back, and the rent and deposit have been refunded."
"What did he say?"
"He said... I never change my ways because of threats from others." Zhou Demao hesitated for a moment, then added, "Young master, this man is exceptionally courageous and resolute; he is not easy to deal with."
"Of course I know." Zhou Mingyuan's voice was somewhat cold. "If they were easy to deal with, they wouldn't be worth my personal intervention."
"What are your plans, young master?"
"Keep an eye on him and see where he goes next," Zhou Mingyuan said.
"If he returns to Shangqing Temple, set up surveillance outside the temple; if he leaves Qingyun Town, notify me."
"Yes."
The spiritual light on the jade slip went out.
Zhou Demao put the jade slip into his sleeve, walked to the window, and opened it.
The night was deep, and the moonlight was like water.
He gazed at the dark mountain shadows in the distance and sighed.
"Zhang Lin, of all people to offend, you had to offend the Zhou family..."
He shook his head, closed the window, and turned to leave.
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Deep within Black Wind Mountain.
The waterfall roared, and the mist filled the air.
Inside the cave, Zhang Lin opened his eyes.
The cave was dark, with only the eerie light of the spring water reflecting off his face.
He got up, walked to the rock wall, and used the light of his spiritual energy to examine the marks carved into the stone.
Three engraving marks.
This is the third day of my seclusion.
Zhang Lin took out a Qi-Nourishing Pill from his storage bag and swallowed it, then scooped up some spring water from the spiritual spring and drank it.
The cool spring water, carrying a hint of spiritual energy, seeped into my body and limbs.
He sat down cross-legged again, closed his eyes, and concentrated.
Within the dantian, eight drops of liquid true qi flowed slowly, appearing like eight stars, rising and falling, enveloped by the true qi mist.
Zhang Lin focused his mind on his dantian and began circulating the "Shangqing Qi-Guiding Technique".
Time flows like water, passing by silently.
tenth day.
Within his dantian, the liquid true qi had increased to fifteen drops.
He took out a Qi-Nourishing Pill and swallowed it. The pill entered his stomach and transformed into a warm medicinal power that seeped into his meridians.
A top-grade Qi-cultivating pill, one pill can sustain three days of arduous cultivation.
The medicinal power circulates in the meridians, merging with the spiritual energy of the spring, transforming into even purer true energy, which flows into the dantian.
Zhang Lin sensed the changes in his dantian and felt satisfied.
At this rate, the liquid true qi can be increased to twenty-five drops in about twenty days.
He closed his eyes and continued his cultivation.
The twenty-third day.
Outside the cave, the waterfall roared.
Zhang Lin was meditating when he suddenly heard footsteps outside the cave.
The footsteps were chaotic, sounding more like humans than demonic beasts.
He opened his eyes, activated his breath-concealing technique, reduced his aura to zero, and looked out through the water curtain.
Two rogue monks stood by the deep pool below the waterfall.
One was at the mid-stage of Qi Refining, and the other at the early stage. They were dressed in rough clothes and carried medicine baskets, as if they had come to the mountains to collect herbs.
"Senior brother, this waterfall is nice, the water is full of spiritual energy. Let's rest here for a while," said the young rogue cultivator in the early stage of Qi Refining.
The older rogue cultivator at the mid-stage of Qi Refining nodded, his gaze sweeping around before suddenly freezing.
"etc."
He pointed to the rock face behind the waterfall, a strange glint in his eyes.
"There seems to be a hole behind that."
The young rogue cultivator followed his finger and indeed saw a crack in the rock wall behind the waterfall, from which a faint spiritual light emanated.
"Could it be a cave dwelling left behind by a senior?" the young rogue cultivator asked excitedly. "Shall we go in and take a look?"
The older, independent cultivator hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
The two walked towards the waterfall.
Zhang Lin frowned slightly.
Although he was in seclusion in this spiritual spring cave, he did not set up any restrictions.
If these two find out, there will be plenty of trouble.
He wasn't indiscriminately killing innocent people, but he also didn't want to expose this place.
After a moment's hesitation, Zhang Lin raised his hand, and a sword light flew out of his storage bag.
The Azure Sword was drawn from its sheath, transforming into a streak of azure light that passed through the water curtain and swept across the ground in front of the two.
"laugh--"
The sword energy pierced the ground, leaving a deep sword mark, causing soil to fly and stones to scatter.
The two rogue cultivators were startled and retreated hastily.
"This...this is..." The young rogue cultivator's face turned pale.
The older rogue cultivator's gaze sharpened as he looked at the sword mark, then at the cave behind the waterfall. He clasped his hands in a fist and said, "I was unaware that you were cultivating here, senior. I apologize for disturbing you. I will leave now and will not dare to bother you any further."
Having said that, he grabbed the young rogue cultivator, turned around and left, his hurried steps quickly disappearing into the woods.
Zhang Lin sheathed his Azure Gang Sword, his expression calm.
He did not show himself, but instead used his sword as a warning.
That's enough.
If those two are ungrateful and insist on coming in, that's a different story.
Zhang Lin turned around and returned to the spring, continuing his meditation.
The forty-fifth day.
Within his dantian, the amount of liquid true qi had increased to fifty drops.
Fifty drops of liquid true energy were arranged in the dantian, like fifty stars, guarding the core of the dantian, their spiritual light shimmering, a sight to behold.
Zhang Lin looked at the scene in his dantian and felt satisfied.
For the past fifty days, he has been meditating for four hours every day from the hour of Mao (5-7 AM), taking pills and refining their medicinal power, meditating for two more hours at the hour of You (5-7 PM), and practicing magic at the hour of Zi (11 PM-1 AM). His daily routine has been regular and uninterrupted.
Fifteen Peiyuan Pills have been consumed, and the spiritual spring water is drunk daily, resulting in a steady increase in the true qi liquid in the dantian.
As he was pondering this, he suddenly sensed a surge of spiritual energy coming from outside the cave.
This time it's not a human.
It is a demon beast.
Moreover, its aura is not weak.
Zhang Lin opened his eyes, walked to the cave entrance, and looked out through the water curtain.
A giant bear stands by the deep pool below the waterfall.
The bear was over ten feet tall, its body covered in grayish-brown, rock-like scales, with thick limbs, sharp claws like knives, and a pair of small eyes that gleamed with a scarlet light.
Level 2 Peak, Rock Armor Bear.
Like the Azure Scale Python of the past, it is equivalent to the human's Qi Refining Perfection cultivation level.
Zhang Lin's gaze narrowed slightly.
This beast is probably after the sacred spring.
Demonic beasts are more sensitive to spiritual energy than human cultivators. Although this spiritual spring is hidden, it cannot escape the notice of the nearby demonic beasts.
This rock-armored bear probably discovered this place a long time ago, but it didn't dare to approach because it saw him cultivating here.
I don't know why they dared to come today.
Zhang Lin already had a plan in mind.
He raised his hand and took out six array flags from his storage bag.
Trapping Flag, a superior magic artifact set.
This was something he had seized from Master Xiong last time. He later upgraded it to the highest quality, adding the traits of "drawing a circle on the ground as a prison" and "misty killing intent".
Zhang Lin inserted the array flags one by one into the rock crevices around the cave entrance, made a hand seal, and sent a beam of spiritual light into the array flags.
The banners lit up, and spiritual light flowed, forming an invisible barrier at the cave entrance.
The trap has been set.
He walked out of the cave, passed through the curtain of water, and landed on the rocks by the deep pool.
When the rock-armored bear saw him come out, it let out a low growl, its eyes flashing with ferocity.
Zhang Lin stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Beast, this place already has an owner. Leave quickly, and I'll spare your life."
The rock-armored bear seemed to understand human speech, but instead of retreating, it roared and pawed the ground, charging towards Zhang Lin.
The ground shook, and debris flew everywhere.
Zhang Lin shook his head.
That beast is asking for death.
He raised his hand, and a golden light condensed in his palm.
Golden Blade Technique - Greatsword.
A golden giant sword materialized before him, about ten feet long and weighing a thousand pounds, with runes flowing across its surface and spiritual light flashing.
Zhang Lin raised his hand and waved his golden giant sword, which met the rock-armored bear head-on.