Cultivation of Immortals: Start with blind thinking

Chapter 1 Escape
(A mortal cultivating immortality by relying on "blind" pondering and constantly creating exercises to advance.

In the world of Xianxia, ​​see the past, present and passionate future of China's most respected company. )
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In the deep night, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a black shadow with a gust of cold wind flashed to the bed, shaking the sleeping boy awake.

"Ziming, the Longxiang Gang is in great trouble, this is the treasure of the Wang family, you must keep it safe.

The people who come here are all monks, most of them won't attack mortals, so you should quickly find a way to escape! "

After speaking, he rubbed the boy's head with a wry smile, and stuffed a skin into his hand.

The ear-piercing exclamation and the sound of weapons clashing came from outside the door, awakening the drowsy young man suddenly.

He recognized that it was Lao Jin's voice, and hurriedly asked, "Father, what do you do?" But he found that the black shadow had disappeared into the dark night.

He hid the skin bag next to his body, hurried to the door, and looked out of the house.

On the outer wall of the castle, some torches were lit at some point, and the people under the light and shadow were all unfamiliar faces.

There were gang members fleeing in panic and sporadic fighting in the castle, but what greeted them was a one-sided massacre.

Jin Ziming spotted the familiar running figure holding an iron gun.

A silver arc was drawn in the sky, and amidst the screams, a flying sword pierced Lao Jin's hind calf.

The blade of the sword got out and pinned him to the ground, unable to move.

Jin Ziming held back his fear and sadness, and ran towards Lao Li's house who raised horses. His family had three children, and it might be safer to mingle with them.

A frightened black horse passed in front of him, and its mane looked extraordinarily glaring and panicked under the light of the fire.

Another ray of silver light lit up, passed through the flying black "long hair", and struck towards Jin Ziming's face.

He had no way to dodge the flying sword carrying the mighty true energy, and there was only fear and despair in his eyes...

His head sank suddenly, and the boy who was less than fifteen years old woke up from that nightmare again, with panic and grief still remaining in his eyes.

He knew in his heart that although this was a dream, Lao Jin was really gone, and the Long Xiang Gang was also gone.

Jin Ziming's facial features are well-proportioned, barely handsome, and his overall style is rough and tough.

That introverted expression made him look much more mature than his actual age, and he also had a completely different temperament from the reckless man of the world.

When you first meet him, he is quite ordinary, but if you look closely, you will feel that he has an indescribable taste.

He received rigorous training from an early age and numerous outdoor adventures, which made him muscular and strong.

The waist and back and hands and feet are flexible and full of explosive power, and the broad shoulders are slightly exaggerated, like a strong adult wrestler.

In the woods, a slight "rustling" sounded, which startled him.

He was able to escape from the southwest coast of Xijinzhou to the dark forest, thanks to his special ears, strong physique, and calmness and thinking ability that surpassed those of his peers.

Jin Ziming listened carefully, and identified a person approaching quietly in the morning light from four directions.

One of them was too strong, stepped on the dead leaves, and made a sound. He instantly understood that it was those lingering guys from the Black Dragon Society.

They have been chasing themselves for more than six months.

If there is no accident, it should be learned from the survivors of the Longxiang Gang that Lao Jin's good things may be on him, otherwise he would never be so persistent.

The long-term fugitive career made him very cautious. He would rather suffer from hunger in the forest than light a fire when there is no fog.

The old tree that I chose last night when I went to bed is very particular.

There was a hole in the trunk from where he lay down to the ground, and two of the thick roots extending from the bottom were already hollow.

He slid into the tree hole without a sound, and then nimbly burrowed into a tree root, and suddenly his hairs stood on end.

Jin Ziming involuntarily turned his head to look.

At the bottom of the tree hole, two groups of green lights lit up at some point, staring at him eeriely, and then the green lights began to retreat.

"It's a tree python!"

The snake's head retracted briefly, then rushed forward quickly, and opened its mouth to bite the boy.

Using both hands and feet, Jin Ziming fled forward along the hollow tree roots. The huge snake head hit the entrance, shaking the big tree.

But because the opening is too small and the bark is extremely tough, the tree python cannot break through.

After several angry collisions, he simply got out of the tree hole and looked in the direction of the boy's escape.

Immediately, it turned its head and found four people around it, so many people violated its territory.

The snake's head shot at one of the thin and small people, who would have thought that the person dodged its attack easily, and said calmly:

"Wei Feng, Huang Wu, you two kill this animal; Ma Gan, you and I search for that little thief."

Jin Ziming could already hear the sound of fighting, this hollow bark pipe was very long.

He fully climbed a hundred feet away, just now because the aperture was too small, he couldn't move on.

He pulls out his beloved Lengyue Dao, which he picked up while diving in a lake in the forest.

About four feet away, the blade was black, very heavy and sharp, with many nicks and damages on the blade, and some strange runes were engraved on it.

It always feels so cold to the touch, and the tip of the knife looks like a crescent moon, so Jin Ziming named it "Lengyue".

The knife gently cut a circular hole in the bark, and he slipped through.

The vegetation here is dense, and the leaves are mostly dark green. The rising sun did not bring much light to the forest.

Thin mist rises now and then, and the air is mingled with fresh green shoots, rotting leaves, and the smell of damp.

The chasing soldiers must have something special in their hands that can track their tracks, otherwise, how could they catch up again after a few days every time they lost it.

The tree python can only delay them for a little time, and will soon come after them again.

This time the distance is too close, and if we continue to run along the periphery of the dark forest, it may be difficult to escape.

The only way is to take a gamble and run deeper, maybe those first-order monsters can scare them away?

I can only count on my superior hearing ability, and it is easier to avoid danger than them.

He adjusted his direction and began to trot, gradually running faster and faster until he sprinted with all his strength.

The two men in black had already killed the tree python, and the hemp rod came out of the tree hole, and said with a probe:

"Boss, he may have escaped from the hollow tree root. I used the wind mouse to check his position."

"It's so close, I can find him myself without that little thing."

The leading thin man was called Hu Lei. He lay down, put his ears on the ground, and listened carefully.

After five breaths, he smiled coldly and said: "Run to the southwest, chase after!"

Jin Ziming looked towards the big mountain ahead, where the trees were thicker and the light in the forest was dimmer.

"If you keep running like this, you will be unable to escape one day. You must find a way to fight back."

Before he escaped danger, he began to think about the predicament he was facing.

"This time, I didn't run away at all, and tried to kill those four people.

You can't run too far, you have to hang the pursuers and bring them into the territory of the first-order monsters. "He finally made a decision.

He began to slow down, and opened his ears fully, not only to hear the movement of monsters ahead, but also to hear the distance of the four people behind.

Soon, he detected the hurried footsteps of the pursuers, and he had to gallop into the dense forest again.

Anxious in my heart, I have been going deep for so long, why haven't I found those powerful monsters besides ordinary wild beasts?

In the midst of panic, there was suddenly a heavy trampling sound from the west, as if a huge monster was moving slowly.

Jin Ziming felt it carefully, and was keenly aware of the tyranny and strength of that beast. He was overjoyed, it was a monster!
It's just that I don't know what level it is, but I can't control that much now. If my life is not good and I encounter a second-level monster, I can only confess there.

While keeping an eye on the pursuers, he approached the monster.

Gradually, he saw clearly what was in front of him. It was a spear-headed bear, mainly of the first rank. It was regarded as the strongest among the first rank monsters, and it was extremely fierce when it went mad.

"It's not bad luck." He felt a little relieved.

The pursuers in the rear were getting closer and closer, and Hu Lei smiled grimly, knowing that the opponent would never escape again this time.

Jin Ziming slowly touched the gun-headed bear, and when he formed a huge triangle with the bear demon and the pursuers, he picked up a stone on the ground.

He popped out with his middle finger, hit a tree in front of the pursuer, and rebounded, hitting the bear's head.

The animal was disturbed and was very angry. Looking forward, it immediately spotted Hu Lei and the others, roared wildly, and rushed away.

The four of them were shocked. Although they were considered strong among ordinary warriors, Hu Lei even managed to achieve the so-called "Qi Refining Realm".

But that kind of low-level "internal strength" is not recognized by the cultivation world at all. If you encounter a first-order monster, it will be a dead end.

　How did the most respected company in China grow from a second-tier sect to a super-large sect, and how did it fight back against the sanctions of a malicious country?
　　Through a mortal's "blind" thinking about cultivating immortals, step into this sect, appreciate its past and present, and predict the unknown future.

　　In that grand and passionate fairy world:

　　There are amazing talents created by the male protagonist with countless exercises, and there are wonderful battles and cultivation;

　　There are entanglements with fairies, witches and senior sisters, and sometimes thrilling business battles...

　　Please be patient with the growth of the protagonist, and soon you will see the fairy's "amazing", "strange knife", and the fun "self-elimination"...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)