Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Chapter 10 Escape
In Lingyuan Mountain, Song Changxin was pacing softly in the small building holding the messenger talisman he received early in the morning.

"The patriarch sent word that Qing Ming came down the mountain early in the morning. It's almost dark now and he hasn't returned yet. Could it be that he sneaked back to Mujiao Town."
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Song Qingming had been running to the west for who knows how long. At this moment, Song Qingming was a little exhausted. Seeing that there seemed to be no one behind him, Song Qingming found a big stone to hide behind and meditated to restore his spiritual energy.

Unexpectedly, not long after he sat down, a ray of red light flew straight towards his head. Song Qingming quickly sidestepped and used the Fierce Sun Sword in his hand to release a ray of fire towards the enemy, but he did not want to be caught by the cyan shield erected by the opponent. .

Looking at the robber in black not far away, Song Qingming really had a headache. This guy had been chasing him for several hours. From afternoon to dusk, every time Song Qingming thought he had gotten rid of him, it wouldn't take long for him to come again. Appearing behind him, the robber in black always caught up with him, but was not in a hurry to keep him, as if he was deliberately toying with him slowly.

Song Qingming suffered a lot of injuries all over his body at this time, and there was not much spiritual power left in his body. Although there was only one robber in black chasing him, Song Qingming also understood that he was far behind him in terms of cultivation and fighting ability.

He was caught up in a fight several times, but without exception he was completely suppressed by the opponent. His own cultivation level was far inferior to this person's, and it could be said that he had no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation.

After Song Qingming ran north for a while, the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. The old man just said that running separately would increase the chances of the two of them escaping successfully, but what he pointed out to him was obviously a dead end.

To the north is an uninhabited direction, and further ahead is the Yunwu Mountain where monsters are infested. There is no chance of seeking help if you run here, and you will definitely be overtaken. At this time, Song Qingming felt as if he had entered the Yunwu Mountain.

And if he ran to the main road to the south, it would greatly increase the chance of survival. He didn't think much about it for a while, but he still followed the old man's advice. The old man planned to let him help attract the opponent's troops from the beginning. Increases his own chances of successful escape.

After another hard fight, the exhausted Song Qingming fled to the edge of a cliff. In front of him was a bottomless cliff, and behind him were the robbers in black chasing him. In his current state, if he jumped off this unknown cliff rashly, he would probably die faster.

Looking at the danger slowly approaching behind him, just when Song Qingming was feeling a little desperate, the corner of his eyes turned to a place covered by vines not far away from the cliff, revealing a dark hole, like a large abandoned bird. Now that he was desperate, he didn't think much and jumped along the steep cliff to hide in the cave.

"Boy, you have been running for so long and you can't run anymore. Do you think I can't find you by hiding here? Don't worry, I will give you a good time."

Only a moment after Song Qingming entered the cave, the arrogant voice of the black-clothed robber came into the cave.

The name of this black-clad robber is Zhu Wu. He was originally an ordinary cultivator in Wuling County. After being chased by his enemies and fleeing into Yingchao Ridge more than ten years ago, he simply joined this notorious group in the northeastern part of the Wei Kingdom. The loose cultivator organization started this business of killing people and stealing goods.

After tasting the sweetness of hunting other casual cultivators to easily obtain spiritual stones, Zhu Wu was out of control. The training resources obtained from this life-saving activity also allowed him to successfully cultivate the Five Spiritual Roots to the level of Qi Refining. The cultivation level at the top of the fifth level.

Zhu Wu slowly walked into the cave. He released a small lighting fireball with his left hand. He carefully opened a five-element shield with his right hand to protect his whole body. The cave was not big. He could only walk more than ten steps and he had already arrived. The end of the cave.

Zhu Wu looked around and felt a little strange. He had turned around several times and still couldn't see where the prey was hiding.

"Is this kid hiding there?" Just when Zhu Wu was about to look up at the top of the cave, a cyan black iron sword struck his head with an angry shout. It was Song Qingming who was hiding on the top of the cave.

Faced with Song Qingming's full blow with a sword in both hands, Zhu Wu did not dare to be careless. He quickly took out an iron shield magical weapon and put it on his head. After the two magical weapons clashed, there was a loud noise and sparks flew all over the mountain walls on both sides. After a burst of dust fell, the two of them took a few steps back to stabilize themselves.

Zhu Wu still firmly guarded the entrance of the cave, looking at Song Qingming inside the cave with a contemptuous sneer.

"This is a good burial place. It's quiet and remote. It won't be easy for your people to find it."

Faced with Zhu Wu's verbal provocation, Song Qingming did not answer. He just released his spiritual power and wrapped it around the black iron in his hands. The black iron sword roared softly and flew through the air to stab Zhu Wu quickly.
Huh, this kid is starting to get sick and seek medical treatment. With his current level of cultivation, he can use his spiritual power to control the magic weapon. Isn't this giving his own magic weapon to his opponent?

Seeing the Black Iron Sword flying in front of him, Zhu Wu took a few steps back and easily stopped it with the flying sword in his hand. Just when he was about to put Song Qingming's Black Iron Sword in his bag, he suddenly found a burst of earth coming from under his feet. Yellow light.

"This? Damn, where did the dungeon talisman come from?" Zhu Wu turned around and looked at Song Qingming with some annoyance. He saw Song Qingming placing his hands on the ground, and the spiritual power in his body instantly activated the dungeon talisman buried under his feet.

The dungeon talisman is a medium-grade defensive talisman. It can use spiritual power to instantly wrap nearby clods of soil and trap the target for a moment. Zhu Wu was quickly wrapped into a ball by the surrounding clods of soil.

At this moment, Song Qingming, who had been waiting for a long time, exhausted his remaining spiritual power, pushed the huge ball out of the hole with both hands, and kicked it down the hundred-foot cliff outside the cave.

Seeing the huge earth ball slowly disappearing from his eyes, Song Qingming slumped down at the entrance of the cave and let out a long sigh of relief.

This spiritual talisman was originally given to Song Changxin because he was afraid that the two of them would encounter monsters when they went to Funiu Mountain. Unexpectedly, it was used when he came back alone. Song Qingming had fought several times before but had no chance to use it to escape. It wasn't until I saw this cave that I had an idea and used my only trump card to create this trap.

After about an hour of burning incense, a somewhat embarrassed figure jumped from the bottom of the cliff into the cave. At this time, the cave was already empty. Even the entrance of the cave had been blocked by the collapsed soil after a battle. Less than half.

This man was Zhu Wu, who had been sneak-attacked by Song Qingming before and fell off the cliff. But at this moment, he no longer had the confidence and arrogance he had before. The black robe on his body was also damaged a lot. There was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and his furious eyes were filled with anger. A ferocious look.

"You are really careless. This damn boy, when I catch you, your life will be worse than death."

Zhu Wu jumped onto the cliff, and after releasing a spiritual induction, he uttered a few harsh words and quickly chased towards the depths of Yunwu Mountain.

Not long after Zhu Wu left, there was a sound of earth cracking in the originally silent cave on the edge of the cliff, and a thin figure slowly broke out of the earth from the deepest mound in the cave. Song Qingming pretended to escape deep into Yunwu Mountain.

Song Qingming knew that he was covered in injuries and had very little spiritual power left in his body. The dungeon talisman would definitely not be able to trap the opponent for long. If he ran away in this state, there was a high probability that he would be caught up by the opponent.

In the past, the opponent had been able to accurately grasp the direction of his escape, and he must have unique tracking skills. In this state, he no longer had any trump cards. Once he caught up with him again, it would really be a piece of cake on the chopping board.

Faced with such a crisis situation, Song Qingming, who had calmed down, decided to gamble his luck. He first ran towards Yunwu Mountain for several hills, deliberately leaving some traces of escape along the way.

Then he turned back halfway to the cave where he was originally hiding, and lurked in a pile of soil that collapsed after a fierce battle between the two. Fortunately, he was lucky this time, and he deceived Zhu Wu who was anxiously chasing after him.

After removing the clods of soil on his body, Song Qingming carefully walked out of the cave entrance. After confirming that there was no danger nearby, he quickly left the way he came.

In the early morning one day later, Song Qingming, who had escaped, appeared outside Lingyuan Mountain. Looking at the extremely familiar mountain-protecting formation in front of him, his heart that had been hanging for the past two days finally calmed down. Although the loss was huge this time, the loss was huge. He had used the Black Iron Sword that had been with him for almost ten years, and even used the dungeon talisman given to him by his uncle Jiu. Fortunately, he finally returned safely.

After passing through the formation, I found a path to go back to my small bamboo house and take care of my injuries first. He really didn't want the mortals of the family, who relied on the protection of their immortal masters, to see him in such a mess.

As he got closer and closer to his house, he unexpectedly spotted a tall figure standing in the yard outside his house.

"Uncle Jiu, me."

Seeing that Song Qingming's body was covered with scars, Song Changxin raised his hand to interrupt Song Qingming's words and told him to go back to the house to heal his injuries.

Half an hour later, under Song Changxin's careful care, Song Qingming's face turned rosy after taking a few blood-restoring pills, and all the wounds on his body were fine after Song Changxin's careful treatment.

The trauma caused by the magic weapon on his body was not serious and he would recover quickly. However, the flipping technique overdrawn the spiritual power in his body and damaged his vitality. It would take at least a month or two to recover patiently.

After careful inspection and confirmation that Song Qingming had no other serious injuries, Song Changxin finally felt relieved after having been worried for the past two days.

While Song Qingming was recovering from his injuries, he slowly told Song Changxin word for word about the life and death crisis he encountered yesterday.

"These gangsters in Yingchao Ridge are becoming more and more lawless. They actually dare to come to our Qinghe County to kill people and buy goods. It seems that monks have occasionally disappeared for no reason in the past year or two, most of which are related to them. I want to inform the clan leader of this news quickly.

Fortunately, you stayed calm in the face of danger this time and came back safely. There are crises everywhere in the world of immortality. You must grow up quickly so that you can have more ability to survive. "

After listening to Song Changxin's teachings, Song Qingming nodded thoughtfully. After all, his cultivation level was too low to be in such a mess this time. If he had the advanced cultivation level of Qi Refining at that time, he should be the one who should run away. There would be no such crisis.

The path of cultivating immortality is inherently about the weak and the strong. The weaker you are, the more dangers there will be.

(End of this chapter)