Mortal Cultivation: Immortality begins with the Spirit Gathering Array!

The Qi Refining Stage is the beginning of cultivation, and is divided into ten levels in total. The first, second and third levels are the initial stage, the fourth, fifth and sixth levels are the middle stage, the seventh, eighth and ninth levels are the late stage, and the tenth level is the great perfection of Qi Refining, which can impact the foundation-building stage.

There is a big gap in each stage. The late stage of Qi Refining is not only half as strong as the middle stage, but also much purer. In addition, the spiritual consciousness is stronger, and it can control three magic tools at the same time.

In terms of fighting ability, it is far from comparable to the cultivators in the middle stage of Qi Refining.

In the eyes of Huang Xuan, who is at the seventh level of Qi Refining, it is easy to deal with Su Ming, a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refining.

Even if the opponent is a cultivator from a sect, what does it matter? Huang Xuan has killed people and robbed goods over the years, and his magic tools are no worse than those of the sect cultivators, and his fighting experience is even richer.

At this time, he showed a grim smile on his face, and he was even more proud in his heart.

No matter how careful you are, or how cunning you are, it is useless!

Years of experience in robbery cultivation have made Huang Xuan realize that as long as they are immortals, they trust their spiritual consciousness detection very much.

The "fragrant powder" that the two brothers put on Su Ming was not something from the world of immortal cultivation, but the most famous tracking powder among ordinary martial artists, which had no spiritual power fluctuations at all.

Most cultivators' spiritual senses would ignore this harmless powder that was like floating dust.

The subtle fragrance of the fragrant powder could only be smelled by the soul-chasing silkworms he raised. With this method, the two brothers could be said to be invincible when tracking Qi-refining cultivators.

"But this kid can really run, and he didn't stop for dozens of miles!"

Huang Xuan followed behind him, a little annoyed, and decided to make a deal with him so that Su Ming would not die so easily.

Because Su Ming had been shuttling through the mountains and forests, Huang Xuan had no way to fly directly to catch up with him.

Flying with a sword was too conspicuous and easy to be discovered in advance.

Even a lion fighting a rabbit would use all its strength. Even when dealing with a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi-refining, Huang Xuan would always sneak attack, and would never face the enemy head-on unless necessary.

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After half a cup of tea, Su Ming stood up from behind the boulder, took off his hat and face towel, took out the Qingye magic weapon and prepared to return to Guiyuan Sect.

At this time, the sky was dark, and the cold moonlight scattered on the ground through the treetops. The woods were very quiet except for the faint sounds of insects and birds.

Just as he was about to leave, a cold light quietly emerged from the darkness behind the tree eight or nine feet away behind him. The dead leaves falling from the treetops quietly broke into two sections, and the cold light shot silently towards Su Ming's back.

Su Ming only felt a chill on his back. The threat of death made his consciousness active. In a flash, he stomped his feet on the ground, and his figure appeared on the tree trunk next to the boulder.

Looking at the cut on the gray robe, Su Ming felt a little scared. If it weren't for his strong consciousness, he might have been seriously injured and dying.

In the sight, the cold light just now missed and pierced a tree not far away, revealing a section of the knife tip, which turned out to be a black flying knife magic weapon.

A magic weapon specially used for sneak attacks? !

Su Ming jumped to the ground and looked at the direction where the flying knife came from with a cold look.

He had no interest in talking nonsense with the other party. He slapped the storage bag with his left hand and the black light shield floated in front of him. After the magic formula in his hand changed, the black light shield turned into a three-foot-sized giant shield, emitting a black halo around him.

"You can actually dodge my shadowless flying knife. It seems that you are not a guy who can only practice."

With a slight doubt, the black flying knife pierced the tree trunk and returned to the hands of a black shadow not far away.

Seeing that the sneak attack failed, Huang Xuan no longer hid his figure and appeared in Su Ming's sight.

After he caught up, he saw Su Ming took out the flying magic weapon and prepared to leave, and he didn't care much and launched an attack directly.

Now the two were only a few feet apart. With his cultivation in the late stage of Qi Refining, if Su Ming ran away directly, he would be killed by him.

Huang Xuan showed a trace of a grim smile on his face, which was even more ferocious with the beard on his face. He did not hide his spiritual pressure at all, and then he sacrificed the black flying knife again, turning it into a cold light and slashing towards Su Ming.

This shadowless flying knife was obtained by Huang Xuan when he killed a "fat sheep" outside another market a few years ago. It is a first-level medium-grade magic weapon. The silent and breathless characteristics made him love it. Most of his targets in recent years died under this flying knife.

Late stage of Qi Refining? !

Su Ming felt the spiritual pressure on Huang Xuan and his face changed. He pinched the magic formula in his hand and blocked the black light shield in front of the cold light.

Clang!

Metal and iron collided, sparks flew.

The black light shield was directly repelled, and the black flying knife left a clear white mark on the shield.

Su Ming's eyes were solemn. The enemy in front of him was much stronger than him. He would definitely die if he faced him head-on.

He was not stupid enough to ask why the other party wanted to attack him. From the moment Huang Xuan attacked, it was destined that only one person could walk out of the forest alive.

Su Ming was determined, and the black light shield kept fighting against the black flying knife. Although the black light shield was repelled every time they fought, fortunately, it could still block the opponent's attack for the time being.

He was determined, and he pinched the magic formula in his hand, and a huge water ball with a length and width of three feet flew towards Huang Xuan.

Blindly taking a beating would only reveal a flaw, and the opponent's attack rhythm must be interrupted.

This water prison technique was not intended to hurt the enemy, but just to slow down the opponent's fierce attack.

"A trifle!"

Huang Xuan looked at the huge water ball flying towards him, his face full of disdain. When the water ball was about to hit him, a huge stone pillar sprang out from the ground in front of him.

Bang!

After the water ball collided with the stone pillar, water splashed everywhere, and was finally smashed into pieces by the stone pillar.

The difference in mana made Su Ming's attack ineffective.

Seeing that the water prison technique had no effect, Su Ming's expression remained unchanged. He was not so confused after two lives. Although the attack just now was ineffective, the offensive of the black flying knife was obviously eased.

At this critical moment, Su Ming's eyes became calmer and his heart beat rapidly.

Su Ming felt that his condition was better than ever. In his previous life, he had cancer and could only wait for death silently. Now he was blessed by God to live again and was fortunate to step into the immortal way and ask for immortality.

He couldn't die like this!

Huang Xuan seemed to have lost his patience after a long attack. He took out a light green flying shuttle from the storage bag. It turned out to be another first-level medium-grade magic weapon.

Huang Xuan made a hand gesture, and the black flying knife and the green flying shuttle turned into two streams of light, one black and one green, flying around Su Ming quickly, trying to bypass the defense of the black light shield from time to time to take his life.

Su Ming's pressure doubled, but fortunately, he was not inferior to Huang Xuan in terms of spiritual awareness, and he did not show any signs of fatigue for a while.

His face was calm, and he calmly controlled the black light shield to resist the attack of the green shuttle. At the same time, he slapped the storage bag, and a sword with cold light appeared in front of him. After injecting mana, the flowing light sword issued by the sect suddenly increased by ten feet in size, and turned into a stream of light to cut towards the black flying knife.

Clang clang clang!

After a confrontation, the spiritual light on Su Ming's flowing light sword was obviously much dimmer. The difference in mana and the quality of the magic weapon made the flowing light sword unable to support for long.

However, Su Ming's face did not change, and he increased the output of mana. Regardless of the possibility of the flowing light sword being damaged, he entangled the black flying knife tightly.

"If you hand over the storage bag now, I can still give you a quick death. If I catch you, I will inevitably pull out your tendons and skin, search your soul and refine your spirit!"

Huang Xuan smiled grimly, his tone was grim.

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