Chapter 10 Escape

In Lingyuan Mountain, Song Changxin was pacing quietly in the small building, holding the message talisman he received in the morning.

"The clan leader sent a message to Qingming that he had gone down the mountain early in the morning. This kid hasn't returned yet when it's almost dark. Could it be that he sneaked back to Mujiao Town again?"

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Song Qingming had been running westward for an unknown period of time. At this moment, he was a little exhausted. Seeing that there seemed to be no one behind him, Song Qingming found a big rock to hide behind and meditate to restore his own spiritual energy.

Unexpectedly, not long after he sat down, a red light flew straight towards his forehead. Song Qingming quickly dodged sideways, and the Lieyang Sword in his hand released a beam of fire to attack the enemy, but he didn't expect to be caught by the green shield erected by the opponent.

Looking at the black-clad robber not far away, Song Qingming was really a bit troubled. This guy had been chasing him for several hours, from afternoon to dusk. Every time Song Qingming thought he had gotten rid of him, he would appear behind him again soon. Every time this black-clad robber caught up with him, he was not in a hurry to keep him, as if he was deliberately playing tricks on him.

Song Qingming was injured all over his body at this time, and there was not much spiritual power left in his body. Although there was only one black-clad robber chasing him, Song Qingming also understood that he was far inferior to this guy in both cultivation and fighting ability.

He was caught up and fought several times, and without exception he was completely suppressed by the other party. His cultivation was far inferior to this guy, 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, he thought more and more that something was wrong. The old man just said that running separately could increase the chances of the two of them escaping successfully, but he pointed himself to a dead end.

The north is a deserted place, and the monsters are in Yunwu Mountain ahead. There is no chance to ask for help if he runs here, and he will definitely be caught up. At this time, Song Qingming feels that he seems to have entered Yunwu Mountain.

If he runs to the main road in the south, his chance of survival will be greatly increased. He didn't think much about it for a while, and he was still tricked by the old man. The old man wanted him to help attract the other side to split up the troops, so as to increase his chance of escaping successfully.

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

Looking at the danger slowly approaching behind him, just when Song Qingming was somewhat desperate, he saw a dark cave covered by vines not far away from the cliff. It looked like a cave abandoned by a large bird. Now he was desperate and didn't think much. He jumped along the steep cliff and hid in the cave.

"Boy, you can't run anymore after running for so long. Do you think I can't find you if you hide here? Don't worry, I will give you a quick death."

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

The black-clothed robber was named Zhu Wu. He was originally an ordinary casual cultivator in Wuling County. Since he was chased by his enemies and fled to Yingchao Ridge more than ten years ago, he simply joined this notorious casual cultivator organization entrenched in the northeast of Weiguo and started this murder and robbery business.

After tasting the sweetness of hunting other casual cultivators to easily obtain spiritual stones, Zhu Wu couldn't stop from then on. Relying on the cultivation resources obtained by this life-threatening business, he also successfully cultivated to the peak of the fifth level of Qi Refining with his five spiritual roots.

Zhu Wu slowly walked into the cave, released a small lighting fireball spell with his left hand, and carefully opened a five-element shield with his right hand to protect his whole body. The cave was not big, and he had reached the end of the cave after only a dozen steps.

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

"Is this kid hiding in..." Just when Zhu Wu was about to look up at the top of the cave, a green black iron sword came down from his head with a roar. It was Song Qingming who was hiding in the cave.

Facing the full force attack of Song Qingming holding the sword with both hands, Zhu Wu did not dare to be careless. He quickly took out an iron shield magic weapon and held it above his head. After the two magic weapons clashed, there was a loud noise and sparks flew. It was not until a dust fell on the mountain walls on both sides that the two took a few steps back to stabilize their bodies.

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

"This is a good place to bury. It is quiet and remote. I think it will not be easy for the people of your tribe to find it."

In the face of Zhu Wu's verbal provocation, Song Qingming did not answer, but just released the spiritual power with both hands to wrap around the black iron in his hand. The black iron sword hummed softly, broke through the air and stabbed Zhu Wu quickly.

Hum, this kid started to try desperately. With his current cultivation, the spiritual power was released to control the magic weapon. Isn't this giving his own magic weapon to the 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 wanted to put Song Qingming's black iron sword into his pocket, he suddenly found a burst of earth-yellow light coming from under his feet.

"What is this? Damn, where did the earth prison talisman come from?" Zhu Wu turned around and looked at Song Qingming in anger. He saw Song Qingming put his hands on the ground, and the spiritual power in his body instantly activated the earth prison talisman buried under his feet.

The earth prison talisman is a medium-quality defensive talisman that can instantly wrap the nearby earth blocks with spiritual power to trap the target for a moment. Zhu Wu was soon wrapped into a ball by the surrounding earth blocks.

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

Seeing the huge earth ball slowly disappearing in his eyes, Song Qingming sat down at the entrance of the cave and breathed a sigh of relief.

This talisman was originally given by Song Changxin because he was afraid that the two of them would encounter monsters when they went to Funiushan. Unexpectedly, it was used when he came back alone. Song Qingming had no chance to use it to escape in the previous fights.

It was not until he saw this cave that he had an idea and used the only trump card he had to make this trap.

After about an incense stick of time, a somewhat embarrassed figure jumped into the cave from the bottom of the cliff. At this time, the cave was already empty. After a battle, the collapsed mountain soil had blocked half of the cave entrance.

This person was Zhu Wu, who was attacked by Song Qingming and fell off the cliff before. However, at this moment, he did not have the previous confidence and arrogance. The black robe on his body was also damaged a lot. There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and his furious eyes were full of viciousness.

"You are really careless, this damn kid, when I catch you, I will make you live a life worse than death."

Zhu Wu jumped onto the cliff, released a spiritual power induction, and uttered a few harsh words, and quickly chased after him in the depths of Yunwu Mountain.

Not long after Zhu Wu left, the cave on the cliff, which was originally silent, made a sound of soil cracking. A thin figure slowly broke out of the deepest pile of soil in the cave. It was Song Qingming who pretended to escape to the depths of Yunwu Mountain not long ago.

Song Qingming knew that he was now covered in wounds and had very little spiritual power left. The earth prison talisman would definitely not be able to trap the opponent for long. If he ran away directly in his current state, he would most likely be caught up by the opponent.

Previously, the opponent had been able to accurately grasp the direction of his escape, and he must have unique tracking skills. In his current state, he no longer had any trump cards. If he was caught up by him again, he would be like fish on the chopping board.

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

Then he turned back to the cave where he had hidden halfway, lurking in a pile of mud that collapsed when the two fought fiercely. Fortunately, he was lucky this time and really deceived Zhu Wu who was anxiously chasing him.

After removing the dirt on his body, Song Qingming walked out of the cave carefully. After confirming that there was no danger nearby, he quickly left in the direction he came from.

One day later, in the morning, Song Qingming, who had escaped, appeared outside Lingyuan Mountain. Looking at the familiar mountain protection formation in front of him, his heart, which had been hanging for the past two days, finally settled down. Although he suffered huge losses this time, including losing the black iron sword that had been with him for almost ten years and using up the earth prison talisman that Uncle Jiu gave him, he finally returned safely.

After passing through the formation, he found a small path to go back to his small bamboo house and treat his injuries first. He really didn't want these mortals in the family who relied on the protection of these immortal masters to see him in such a miserable state.

Just as he was getting closer and closer to his house, he unexpectedly found a tall figure standing in the yard outside his house.

"Uncle Jiu, I..."

Seeing that Song Qingming 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 wounds first.

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

The external injuries caused by the magic weapon on his body were not serious and he would recover soon, but the continuous fighting overdrafted his spiritual power and damaged his vitality. It would take at least one or two months of patience to recover.

After a careful examination, after confirming that Song Qingming had no other serious injuries, Song Changxin finally let go of the heart that had been hanging for the past two days.

While Song Qingming was healing, he slowly told Song Changxin word for word about the life-and-death crisis he encountered yesterday.

"These bandits from Eagle Nest Ridge are becoming more and more lawless. They dared to come to our Qinghe County to kill and rob. It seems that the occasional disappearance of cultivators in the past one or two years is probably related to them. I have to inform the clan leader of this news as soon as possible.

Fortunately, you stayed calm and returned safely this time. There are crises everywhere in the world of immortal cultivation. You must grow up quickly to have more ability to survive."

After listening to Song Changxin's teachings, Song Qingming nodded thoughtfully. In the end, he was so embarrassed this time because his cultivation was too low. If he had the cultivation of the late stage of Qi Refining at that time, it should be the other party who should run away, and there would not be this crisis.

The road of immortal cultivation is the law of the jungle. The weaker you are, the more crises you will face.