Cultivation of Immortals: Start with blind thinking

Chapter 7 Assault
Tongfeng Town has a population of just over a thousand, and it is surrounded by smoke-filled farms and yellow and green fields.

There is a main street in the town, scattered with some grocery stores, restaurants and inns.

Jin Ziming inquired and found out that there are two small shops here that sell mountain products.

He took out seven first-order beast cores from his luggage and put them in his arms, walked into the bigger shop, and said to the middle-aged man at the counter:
"Boss, I hunted down a few first-rank monsters. Do you want to collect the beast cores? What's the price?"

"Brother, please show me how it looks." The boss said hurriedly with a happy expression.

Jin Ziming put the seven beast cores on the counter, all of them were full of color, and there was a hint of fierceness exuding faintly.

"To be honest, the color is not bad, but a few of them have weak aura, so they should be the weak ones among the first-order monsters.

How about this, these seven, I will take them all at three hundred taels of silver each. "

Jin Ziming glanced at him and said:
"No bargaining, three hundred and fifty taels, plus a message."

"Okay, but only if I know." The boss hesitated for a moment, then hurriedly said.

"I'm a monk in the Qi refining period, and I want to join a cultivation sect. Could you show me a clear path?"

"Brother, as far as I know, Zhongshengzhou's super sect is the strongest, but casual cultivators with low cultivation levels like me have no way to join.

In our large and medium-sized cities in Xijinzhou, there are also some great sects of cultivation.

I don't know exactly which sects are stronger.

When I sold a batch of goods last month, I heard people say that there will be a big faction recruiting disciples in Derong City, you can try your luck.

However, Derong is more than [-] miles away from here. If you walk or ride there, you may not be able to catch up. "

The middle-aged man sighed.

"Thank you, boss. I wonder if there is a faster way to get to Derong City. Please teach me." Jin Ziming cupped his hands.

"I do know that, from Tongfeng Town to the south, there is a Zhanxing City.

There is a teleportation formation that is only open to monks, which can go directly to Derong City, but the asking price is really expensive. "

"Sorry, boss, I'm ignorant, what is teleportation formation?"

Jin Ziming asked suspiciously.

"I've only sat there once, and I heard from the monk who established the foundation that the teleportation array is a space array activated with spirit stones.

It can teleport people to distant places in a very short time. "

"Oh", Jin Ziming didn't understand either, so he had to write it down first.

He thanked the boss, took the bank note, and went to the town to buy two horses.

Starting to eat and sleep in the open air, the two horses took turns to change rides, and headed towards Zhanxing City.

On the fifth day after leaving Tongfeng Town, the white horse galloping in the wilderness suddenly wailed and fell to the ground.

Jin Ziming on the horse's back was thrown flying, while the other brown horse was dragging the white horse, it was already difficult to move, so it had to stop while roaring.

Although Jin Ziming was not on guard, his internal energy still helped him to slide in the air, and then landed firmly on the ground.

There was a "Hey" sound from high in the sky behind him.

"You have reached the late stage of Qi refining so quickly. The people from the Black Dragon Association are right. What Boss Jin left for you is really a treasure."

A man flying with a sword slowly descended from the sky.

He is tall and burly, although his appearance is ordinary, but his eyes are piercing, giving people a great sense of oppression.

"From the Hong Hai school?" Jin Ziming asked.

"You guessed it. It's really not easy to find you. Fortunately, I went to that small town to capture a trace of your breath with a weapon.

If you are really asked to go to Derong City to join the third-level sect, then I will have nothing to do with you in the future. Fortunately, I caught up in time. "

The man said happily.

"In the early stage of foundation building?"

"Hehe, I guessed wrong this time, I am at the peak level in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

If you have any skills, use them quickly. I will basically leave no one alive. "The man jokingly laughed.

Jin Ziming has been killed for a long time. Although he knows that he has encountered the strongest opponent, he is still calm in his heart.

The silver-winged flying snake that injured him in the dark forest was also at the middle stage of the second level, so he was beheaded in the end?

Although Human Cultivator's moves are exquisite, and his combat power is often better than monsters of the same level, but if he gives it a go today, he may still have a chance.

Jin Ziming unfolded the "Virtual and Real Whirlwind Knife" and took the initiative to attack.

The other party saw that his saber skills were rough, so he simply swung his sword, wanting to test his depth.

Unexpectedly, Jin Ziming's use of strength was actually weak, after the saber air deflected the long sword slightly, immediately the saber glow suddenly appeared, and he slashed towards the man's shoulder with his backhand.

The man let out a soft "Hey" again, and his body floated backwards, avoiding the fierce knife.

"Interesting." The man couldn't help but praise.

Immediately, he flew forward, and the long sword was stimulated by the internal energy, and the tip kept trembling, and sword flowers flashed.

With the cooperation of ghostly body skills, Jin Ziming had no way to avoid it, and he didn't even know how to parry it.

Only then did he realize the huge difference between a foundation-building monk and a second-order monster.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet, fully open the external acupoints, and the self-built pipeline in the body roared, and together with Dantian, desperately injected energy into the cold moon.

Then don't watch the opponent's sword moves change, just stay in the area covered by the enemy's sword.

Performing the actual moves in "Virtual and Real Whirlwind Knife" by himself, let Leng Yue weave an airtight knife net in front of him.

The sword flower pierced the net cover, and there was a continuous sound of weapon impacts. Jin Ziming was shocked and retreated six or seven steps before he stabilized his figure.

And the sword cultivator on the opposite side was also forced to fly upside down, so that he could let go of that force.

"The internal energy and strength are good, so I will give my best."

He failed to please the two consecutive moves, and the man's face was a little bit embarrassing.

He flew forward again, this time, the long sword in his hand suddenly turned into a soft sword.

Clearly stabbing at Jin Ziming's abdomen, Leng Yue just blocked it, but unexpectedly the sword rotated and stabbed at his left shoulder like a poisonous snake.

Immediately, a blood hole was opened there, and sword energy swarmed in, trying to destroy his vitality.

Jin Ziming frantically ran the second and third layers of the "Blood Refining Body Tempering Technique" to force out the sharp sword energy.

But this is only the beginning, the soft sword is erratic.

Sometimes turning, sometimes piercing straight, sometimes shaking like waves, piercing more and more holes in Jin Ziming's body.

Although his vitality is vigorous, the "Blood Refining Body Tempering Technique" has been somewhat unable to resist the invasion of more and more sword qi.

Moreover, after excessive blood loss, the foreground has begun to appear blurred.

As his right chest was opened again, he couldn't hold on any longer, and was blown away by the surging sword energy, blood was already gushing from the wound.

Jin Ziming stumbled to his feet, his eyes became even more dizzy, and he could only vaguely see a figure slowly approaching in front of him.

"Are you about to die here? Lao Jin's revenge has not been avenged, my dream of sword repair has not yet come true, and that fairy has not yet owned it. I am not reconciled!"

Grief and anger made him scream to the sky.

Jin Ziming's main injury is extremely serious now.

Although the sword energy was raging in his body, the "Blood Refining and Tempering Body Technique" still tenaciously protected his heart, dantian and main organs, with [-]% of his vitality remaining, and very little consumption of soul power.

What is most needed at the moment is calmness. As long as you remain calm, there may be a glimmer of life.

Since his eyes were no longer able to engage in battle, Jin Ziming simply closed his eyes and sensed the enemy with his divine soul and special ear power.

With the cooperation of the two, they actually clearly "saw" the sword cultivator who came with a grim smile in his mind.

Seeing that the hunched blood man had closed his eyes and looked resigned to his fate, the man felt bored and decided to end the battle at this point.

The sword light flashed and slashed towards Jin Ziming's neck, who knew that the dying man just used his bowed body to complete the fullest charge.

His body suddenly shot out like an arrow from the string.

Not only did he avoid the attack of the long sword, but he also stabbed into the person's left rib with a knife, breaking two bones and at the same time pouring the Sen Han saber energy into it.

Jianxiu let out a miserable cry, and flew his body to the right side desperately, only to avoid more tragic injuries.

The man stopped in the distance, took out a elixir, took it into his mouth, and stuck a piece of ointment on the wound, then gritted his teeth and said:

"Boy, you have completely angered me, don't even think about dying now, I'm going to scratch you alive."

Jin Ziming was panting, he used all his strength for this knife.

Even though the other party was not on guard, he still failed to seriously injure this person, and he couldn't help feeling a little desperate.

But with his blood, the man can only die in battle, never accepting his fate or giving up.

Jin Ziming forcibly operated the "Blood Refining Body Tempering Technique" to repair those bloody wounds.

But the sword that pierced the chest just now, the wound was too big, and the blood couldn't stop gushing out.

An increasingly intense sense of dizziness came, and the trauma had made him unconscious.

　Just out of the forest, it's quite miserable, the wonderful next chapter will come...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)