The golden elixir is a star. Do you call this cultivating immortality

Chapter 547: Blood Tiger Gang Goes Too Far
Three members of the Blood Tiger Gang looked at the white-haired man who climbed out of the coffin.

The blood-red light shone on his face, and his eyes seemed to glow strangely, making him look eerie and terrifying.

"Ghost!"

The three of them were terrified and couldn't help but scream.

In the middle of the night in the cemetery, the wind was howling, and a man crawled out of the coffin and said that you scared him out of his sleep. This is too creepy.

Even Zhao Yan, who was being held down, was trembling all over, extremely frightened.

Although he respected his master very much, he didn't want his master's ghost to come looking for him again.

However, Wang Tong, who had been trembling all the time, suddenly lost his mind and made up his mind: "Master, if you die, don't come back!"

He stabbed Qi Yuan with a dagger.

"Alas, I just want to become a mortal in peace, why are there always so many people forcing me?" Qi Yuan was helpless.

His original plan was to continue the white-haired man's transformation into a mortal.

Since the white-haired man is dead, I will continue to use his coffin to transform into a mortal.

With his talent, if he just lies in the coffin for a year or two and does nothing, he will probably be able to break through to become a mortal and become an Ancestral God, right?
Qi Yuan's plan was perfect.

After all, the so-called transformation into a mortal, based on Qi Yuan's understanding from watching TV dramas and following comics for many years, is similar to living in seclusion, hiding in the world and not being disturbed by mundane things.

But many people failed to become mortals. According to Qi Yuan's understanding, it was because there was a problem with their choice of location. Although they had become mortals, they were often disturbed by little punks and Long Aotian, causing them constant trouble.

Therefore, Huafan had to choose a good place where he could do it in peace and quiet without being disturbed.

So…where better than in a coffin?
After all, who would bother someone in a coffin for no reason?
The coffin is simply a holy place!
Qi Yuan's plan was going smoothly, but who knew that even in the coffin, someone would come to disturb him.

he is very angry.

"You guys forced me to do this. I just want to lie in the coffin and sleep peacefully!"

"Anyone who forces me should die!"

Qi Yuan stood up and looked fiercely at Wang Tong who was rushing towards him.

He lifted the coffin lid and smashed it hard on Wang Tong.

"Sorry for disturbing me!"

A coffin lid hit Wang Tong, knocking him unconscious. His head was buzzing and stars were forming in his eyes.

Bang bang bang!
Qi Yuan continued to take pictures, looking very domineering.

With a few bangs, Wang Tong's head was flattened and blood flowed.

Qi Yuan held the coffin board in his hand, with a fierce look on his face: "Don't disturb people's sleep in the next life!"

In the memories that Qi Yuan obtained, the white-haired man chose to become a mortal. He really became a mortal and hardly used any extraordinary powers to live.

Since Qi Yuan continues to transform into a mortal, he must not use his extraordinary powers.

No skills or magic powers can be used.

But... he can always use the strong physique he gained from his hard work and experience gained from killing monsters!

He didn't display any extraordinary powers, he just had a lot of strength and was physically strong.

At this moment, several people present looked at Qi Yuan with fear in their hearts.

Not only did this man pretend to be dead, he also carried a coffin board and beat Wang Tong to death!

"Go on, it's your turn. You have to force me!"

Qi Yuan was holding the coffin board in his hand, looking like a gangster, no, a ghost!
Xu Jiaoyun was terrified and ran away.

She already had a trauma in her heart. This Zichen Forest was filled with graveyards, which was really creepy.

But in her haste to escape, she tripped over a small grave and fell on a spiked bamboo stake, with a huge bloody mark on her abdomen and blood flowing.

But she didn't care about the pain at the moment, she struggled to get up and wanted to continue running.

Qi Yuan looked at Xu Jiaoyun's wound with a look of pity on his face: "It looks so painful, I can't bear to see you in such pain, let's send you down!"

Qi Yuan felt that he was very compassionate and kind-hearted like the master. He couldn't bear to see Xu Jiaoyun suffer so much, so he acted as a philanthropist and helped her end her suffering.

Qi Yuan held up the coffin lid and slammed it outward. Xu Jiaoyun looked up and saw a black shadow falling down and hitting her hard. The powerful force pushed her body down and she was pierced through by the sharp bamboo stakes.

"puff……"

With blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, Xu Jiaoyun died completely.

The other three members of the Blood Tiger Gang were trembling in fear. They were all thugs and were not powerful cultivators at all. They were naturally afraid of such a ferocious Qi Yuan.

The short and sturdy man gritted his teeth and said, "You are a cultivator? We in the Blood Tiger Gang also have cultivators. You can't kill me. The Blood Tiger Gang will not let you go!"

This man is too ferocious and there is no way to escape.

Even in such an emergency situation, he was still able to come up with a way to threaten.

It can be seen that he still has some quick wit.

As for the other two brainless gang members, they were so scared that they couldn't speak.

"Don't talk nonsense. How can I be a cultivator? I'm not extraordinary. I'm just born with supernatural powers!" Qi Yuan quickly denied.

He just eats more and is stronger, so how can he be an extraordinary person?

If he reveals his identity as a superhuman, how can he become a mortal?

After he finished speaking, Qi Yuan picked up the coffin board again and, in a rage, beat the three Blood Tiger Gang members to death.

"Huh... I'm so tired!" Qi Yuan pretended to be out of breath, and his acting skills were off the charts.

Zhao Yan looked at the white-haired man in front of him and couldn't help but ask tentatively: "Master?"

Qi Yuan then looked at Zhao Yan: "I am your master, but I am not either."

Zhao Yan was stunned and a little confused.

What does it mean to be? But not?
"Master, aren't you dead?" Zhao Yan looked at Qi Yuan tentatively.

The man in front of him had white hair and looked almost identical to his master.

But if there is one difference, it is that there is not as much decadence in his eyes as in the master's.

Of course, what he didn't know was that his so-called master was actually the blood that Qi Yuan had once dripped into the game.

To some extent, he is Qi Yuan's bleeding clone.

Even though they look different, he will feel that they are exactly the same.

"My soul is dead, but I am still alive," Qi Yuan said.

"The soul is dead? The person is alive?" Zhao Yan was stunned.

Why do I know all the characters but don’t understand their meaning when put together?
Qi Yuan glanced at the coffin and a look of regret appeared on his face.

Now that the plan has failed, I can’t just lie in the coffin anymore.

"Let's go home." Qi Yuan said.

He was ready to return home and become a mortal.

Zhao Yan was stunned for a moment, and his expression became nervous: "Master, if you kill the people from the Blood Tiger Gang, the Blood Tiger Gang will not let us go!"

Zhao Yan was very anxious.

In Yunxue City, apart from the Blood of Thorns and those nobles, the Blood Tiger Gang is the most powerful gang and it also madly exploits the lower-class people.

Behind the Blood Tiger Gang are the members of Thorn Blood, the Blood Tiger cultivators.

The Blood Tiger Cultivator was originally a powerful cultivator, but after adding the blood of thorns, he transformed himself into a blood tiger.

Faced with such gangs, ordinary civilians have no chance or qualifications to fight back.

The only options are to be exploited by them or join gangs.

"What? The Blood Tiger Gang won't let me transform into a mortal?" Qi Yuan's eyes widened, and he was very angry. "How can people be so bad? I didn't offend them at all. I was just being an ordinary person quietly, but... they actually dared to retaliate against me!"

Qi Yuan was really angry.

An honest man is driven so badly that blood splatters every five steps.

He just lay quietly in the coffin and slept.

The result was interrupted.

Now he was preparing to go back home and continue his transformation into a mortal, but the Blood Tiger Gang went too far!

Zhao Yan blinked, a little confused, but he still said carefully: "Master...how about we leave Yunxue City? Otherwise, if the Blood Tiger Gang comes after us, we will probably die miserably."

Although Master’s fighting power was very strong just now, it was not inferior to that of a cultivator.

But in Cloudblood City, the concept of Thornblood's invincibility is deeply rooted.

After all, the blood of thorns can communicate with the evil god!

That is the God hanging high in the sky!
"Escape won't solve the problem." Qi Yuan shook his head, his tone meaningful, "If I run away, wouldn't I be bullied by them in vain?" "Could it be... that we retaliate?" Zhao Yan muttered.

How do ordinary people fight gangs?

Aside from a few lone rangers outside the city, no one bothered with gangs at all.

Moreover, those lone travelers dare not enter the city, as they will be captured by the Blood of Thorns once they enter.

"What revenge? This is called self-defense." Qi Yuan said as a matter of course, "However, we may be judging others by our own standards. What if the Blood Tiger Gang doesn't come to bother me?"

Qi Yuan thought again.

Since you have become a mortal, you cannot be too violent.

What if the Blood Tiger Gang members are all cute and polite even as villains?
After all, the villain Eunuch Cao in a certain TV show is also very polite.

He couldn't make the mistake of being a good person.

"Let's go back to sleep." Qi Yuan prepared to go back to sleep.

After lying in the coffin for too long, he felt like he smelled like a dead person.

……

Lee West Street.

The morning light shines like blood spilled on the ground.

The common people here get up early and go out to work in shorts.

Perhaps because they eat too little and of poor quality, the people here all look pale and thin, and appear malnourished.

Wu Xiang was wearing a long robe that seemed to have been taken from a dead person, he said with a frown.

"That white-haired man is dead?"

Wu Lian nodded: "He just died a few days ago, and even the big shots of Thornblood came to check on him."

Speaking of this, Wu Lian felt a little sad.

The white-haired man was her neighbor. In Lixi Street where the average person was malnourished, he was considered a handsome guy.

Wu Lian often peeks.

The white-haired man's appearance had not changed after more than ten years, so Wu Lian guessed that he was a cultivator.

"What a pity, he is a cultivator, otherwise if we could bring him into our team, we would be able to improve our strength." Wu Xiang said.

He came from outside the city and was a member of the rebel army.

They recruited many practitioners in order to overthrow the rule of Thornblood.

However, the gap between them and the Blood of Thorns was too big, so they could only stay outside the city like a stray dog.

Wu Xiang put this thought aside and said in a low voice: "Wu Lian, you have to leave with me this time. I have opened up all the channels."

When Wu Lian heard this, she was surprised.

Although life in the city is better than outside the city, there is no need to worry about being swallowed by wild monsters at any time.

But she is different. She has been targeted by the Blood of Thorns and will be sent to the Hall of Rebirth when she turns eighteen to become a tool for hatching evil spirits.

"Okay!" Wu Lian nodded heavily.

However, at this moment, Wu Xiang's expression suddenly changed slightly: "Not good, the Blood Tiger Gang!"

He looked outside the yard and saw a group of more than a dozen people wearing Blood Tiger Gang uniforms walking towards them with a menacing look on their faces.

Wu Xiang's face turned pale instantly. He knew that there was a traitor in the rebel army and someone had betrayed him.

"How to do!"

"How to do!"

At this moment, he was very anxious, and in fact there was someone who was more anxious than him.

That person is Zhao Yan.

When he returned to the yard yesterday, he was not sleepy at all. He kept looking outside with panda eyes, fearing that the people from the Blood Tiger Gang would come to cause trouble for him.

My goodness, just after dawn, more than a dozen people from the Blood Tiger Gang showed up, looking very aggressive.

And judging from the uniforms they wore, they were inner-hall disciples.

The fighting power of the inner hall disciples is not comparable to that of ordinary disciples.

"Oh no, oh no, Master, the Blood Tiger Gang is coming to kill us!"

Zhao Yan shouted anxiously.

In the room, Qi Yuan, who was drinking porridge, felt that the rice was not fragrant anymore.

"Alas...it seems that I still think this world is too beautiful!"

"Didn't I accidentally kill a few of you in self-defense?"

"How dare you come and take revenge on me!"

"I just want to be a quiet mortal and not care about worldly affairs. You guys are the ones who force me to do this!"

Qi Yuan gritted his teeth and smashed the bowl in his hand to the ground.

He picked up the hoe at the foot of the wall and walked out of the yard with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, with great dignity.

"You bastards from the Blood Tiger Gang, you are going too far!"

Qi Yuan walked out of the yard with a loud voice, holding a hoe in his hand and standing in front of the dozen or so inner hall disciples of the Blood Tiger Gang.

The hoe in his hand hit the ground with a bang!

Extraordinary domineering!

The only flaw was that maybe he used too much force, and the wooden plug of the hoe loosened and fell off, and the hoe broke into two pieces.

Qi Yuan only had a wooden stick in his hand.

The disciples of the Blood Tiger Gang were stunned and looked confused.

"Who is he?"

"what are you doing?"

"Wait, he's the white-haired practitioner, isn't he dead?"

"How did he survive?"

"Fake corpse?"

The inner hall disciples of the Blood Tiger Gang were discussing among themselves, some of them confused and doubtful.

In the next yard, Wu Lian also covered her mouth: "How can he be alive!"

She had personally mourned Qi Yuan and even had a meal at Qi Yuan's table.

Now Qi Yuan came out with a hoe to block the people from the Blood Tiger Gang.

What's going on here?
The Blood Tiger Gang's little leader's expression changed again and again; what was happening before him seemed a little strange.

But now, they are busy capturing the rebels and have no time to waste with Qi Yuan.

"Hey, is there a misunderstanding? We are going to arrest your neighbor. There are rebels hiding in her yard!" said the leader of the Blood Tiger Gang.

After all, the person in front of me is a cultivator, and I don’t know how strong he is. If I delay and let the rebels escape, it would be a big loss.

"Humph, do you think I have no brains?" Qi Yuan said disdainfully, "You pretended to capture the rebels, but in fact you wanted to lower my vigilance and then capture me!"

The Blood Tiger Gang's leader was stunned.

Did they meet a fool?
"Humph, I won't fall for the same trick a second time." Qi Yuan said calmly, "I trusted you too much last night, thinking you were generous and wouldn't cause trouble for me.

As a result, not only did you come to trouble me today, you also used the same old trick to lower my vigilance. Did you think I would fall for it again? "

“???” The little leader looked confused.

What last night, what trick?
Why couldn't he understand what this white-haired man said?
Not only did he not understand, Zhao Yan also half understood. He felt that he understood, but also felt that he could not understand anything.

The Blood Tiger Gang's leader's face turned gloomy and he was no longer polite: "Since you don't want to drink my toast, I'll punish you. Brothers, kill him!"

Qi Yuan saw this and a wise man's light flashed on his face: "See? I've figured it out. You won't pretend anymore, right?"

Qi Yuan held a hoe without a hoe, or a wooden stick, and stood in front of the Blood Tiger Gang members.

"Anyone who dares to stop me from becoming a mortal must die!"

An idea flashed through Qi Yuan's mind.

Being a mortal here, I am disturbed every day.

How about... just kill everyone who wants to disturb you?
Wouldn't it be possible to purify and become a mortal?
Thinking of this, a new plan took shape in Qi Yuan's mind.

(End of this chapter)