Chapter 9 Attack

The next morning, Song Qingming packed up his luggage early and set out on the road back to Lingyuan Mountain.

Before returning, Song Qingming wanted to say hello to his eldest brother and fourth brother, but he didn't expect that the spiritual rice in the clan happened to be ripe these days. Except for those who were away, all the people of the Qing generation were caught by the third elder to harvest the spiritual rice in the spiritual field. After Song Qingming filled the gap, he could only go down Funiu Mountain alone.

Running quickly all the way, Song Qingming was soon more than ten miles away from Lingyuan Mountain. At this moment, suddenly there was a sound of fighting between magic weapons in a forest not far from the road ahead.

Song Qingming's face changed, and he quickly ran the "breath-holding technique" and hid on a big tree next to him. He listened carefully to the movement in front, but found that the sound of fighting seemed to be closer to him, and he couldn't help but stamp his feet slightly.

If he encountered a fight between local cultivators nearby, he could still rely on the name of the Song family to protect himself. He was afraid that he would encounter those vicious robbers who would never let go of those who knew about it.

The sound of fighting was getting closer and closer. Song Qingming, who was hiding in the tree, was also in a dilemma. If he showed his head rashly, he would most likely be discovered by the people fighting in front. He could only hide in the tree first and see if he could get away with it.

Not long after, a hurried sound of footsteps approached from a distance. An old man in yellow clothes just ran to the bottom of the big tree where Song Qingming was. Not far behind him, three black figures with faster speeds chased him closely. After a few seconds, two of them blocked the old man.

Seeing all this, Song Qingming couldn't help but be speechless. It was really a robber.

His luck today was really too bad.

What made him feel even more terrible was that this old man really knew how to choose the direction and chose to escape to where he was hiding.

The old man in yellow was a cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refining. He was wearing the cheap robes commonly seen in the market. He looked like a casual cultivator. The three cultivators who blocked him looked fierce. They were a group of robbers who specialized in robbing passing cultivators. They were all in the middle stage of Qi Refining.

"Old Taoist, I advise you not to waste time. Hurry up and hand over the storage bag. We brothers can still give you a quick death."

The leading black-clothed robber, holding a black dagger about one foot long, slowly approached the old man in yellow from the front. The other two black-clothed men also quickly surrounded the old man in yellow from the other two directions.

At this time, the old man in yellow suddenly shouted at the big tree on the right side of his head, almost making Song Qingming spit out blood on the spot.

"Daoyou on the tree, Chen is in danger today. Please help me out. I will definitely reward you handsomely afterwards."

Even the three black-clothed monks who had just surrounded the old man and were about to launch an attack were shocked when they heard the old man's shout and looked at the tree above the old man's head.

Song Qingming, who was hiding in the tree, almost called out the old man's eight generations of ancestors. There was still some disbelief on his face. He was obviously hiding very well. Even if the old man's cultivation was higher than his, it would not be so easy to find his hiding place accurately.

Seeing that the black-clothed man below was approaching the tree and was about to come up to look for him, Song Qingming sighed, gritted his teeth and jumped down.

"Fourth level of Qi Refining"

The three black-clothed men were stunned when they saw someone really coming down, and then slowly showed contempt.

The old man in yellow looked relieved when he saw Song Qingming coming down, but he panicked again. He secretly complained in his heart. He finally found a helper, but he didn't expect that he was a young man who had just broken through the middle stage of Qi Refining.

"Fellow Daoists, I am a cultivator of the Song family in the nearby Funiu Mountain. It's just that I went out with the elders of the clan to perform a mission today. I happened to be waiting for the elders of the clan here. I have no intention of getting involved in the grudges between you. Please don't misunderstand me."

Song Qingming estimated in his heart that even if he joined forces with this old man, it would be difficult for the two of them to resist the three black-clothed robbers. He could only try to use the elders of the clan to scare them so that he could get away smoothly. As for the old man in yellow who deliberately dragged him into this muddy water, his cultivation was too low and he really couldn't help.

"Oh, if that's the case, it's none of your business. We have some personal grudges with this old Taoist priest. Please leave on your own." The leader of the three black-clad robbers nodded to the other two and pointed behind him to let Song Qingming leave.

The old man in yellow seemed not to hear the conversation between the three black-clad robbers and Song Qingming. He was not surprised to see that Song Qingming did not want to help him. He just stared at the three black-clad robbers surrounding him, looking for an opportunity to break through the siege.

Hearing the leading robber asking him to leave, Song Qingming was slightly relieved, but it was still hard for him to believe that he had escaped this unprovoked disaster so smoothly. Just as he carefully walked not far from the black-clad robber, another black-clad robber suddenly shot a strange black light from his hand behind his back at his chest.

Song Qingming, who had been on guard for a long time, did not panic. He quickly rolled back and barely avoided the black light. Although he only had the fourth level of Qi training, he was cautious by nature. During the past six months in Lingyuan Mountain, Song Changxin had also taught him a lot of experience in fighting. Facing the sudden attack by the black-clad robbers, he was well prepared.

After the black light flew around Song Qingming and flew a few feet behind him, it turned a corner and quickly returned to the black-clothed robber's hand, turning into a black short blade, which looked like a medium-grade magic weapon that was good at sneak attacks.

The black-clothed robber was also a little surprised to see Song Qingming dodge his attack. Since the three brothers started the business of robbing houses, there were not many cultivators who could dodge his sneak attack within a range of ten steps. He couldn't help but look up to Song Qingming.

"Fellow Daoist Song, these three are robbers from Eagle Nest Ridge. They specialize in killing people and stealing treasures. They are all fierce and cruel people. They will not easily leave alive. Don't be too naive."

The old man in yellow was also very surprised to see Song Qingming dodge the sneak attack. He quickly approached Song Qingming and said to him loudly.

"Haha, well said. It's meat in our mouths. How can we let it go? Boy, I didn't want to attack you, but you saw something you shouldn't have seen today. You can only count your bad luck."

The black-clothed robber who had just attacked Song Qingming laughed viciously and approached Song Qingming and the others.

Song Qingming, who had escaped the attack, was sweating profusely on his back. If he had been a little closer, he would have been lying on the ground unable to move. Facing these unscrupulous villains, he didn't know how to get away at this moment.

The three black-clothed robbers in front of him had obviously reached the peak of the sixth level of Qi Refining when they attacked him just now. The other two also had the fifth level of Qi Refining. Song Qingming and the old man in yellow joined forces. They would definitely not last long in a head-on confrontation.

Looking at the black-clothed robbers approaching slowly, Song Qingming, who didn't know what to do, heard the old man in yellow whispering in his ear.

"Fellow Daoist Song, I still have a top-grade talisman on me. When they get close, I will use it to hold them back for a while. You can see the opportunity to break out to the north. The talisman can't hold them back for long. If you want to survive, it depends on whether we run fast enough."

Song Qingming was also a little panicked at this time. Hearing that the old man had a top-grade talisman that could help him break out, he nodded in agreement without thinking too much.

Sure enough, at the moment when the three approached and launched the attack, the old man in yellow quickly threw out several low-level red talismans, and several fireballs rushed towards the three black-clothed robbers separately, but this low-level talisman could not cause any damage. The three people calmly used defensive magic tools to block in front of them. After a few explosions, several people were unharmed.

Taoist Chen took advantage of this opportunity to hold a golden talisman in his hand, and quickly injected spiritual energy into it to activate this trump card that determined the fate of the two people at the moment. The three black-clothed robbers were also a little surprised when they saw the spiritual power fluctuations of the talisman. They didn't expect that the old man also hid a high-grade talisman.

After the golden talisman was activated, it instantly turned into several iron chains to tie up the leading robber. It seemed to be just a defensive talisman. No wonder the old man didn't take it out directly at the beginning. If it was an offensive high-grade talisman, it would definitely be able to instantly injure one of the other party, and the chances of the two people escaping would also be greatly increased.

Song Qingming didn't have time to think too much. This talisman would definitely not be able to trap the other party for long. Taoist Chen had already fled to the south before him. Seeing that the attention of the other party was on Taoist Chen at the moment, Song Qingming quickly performed the light body technique and fled to the west.

"Third brother, go chase this guy. He is a cultivator from a nearby family. Be careful to avoid future troubles."

"Don't worry, big brother. He is just a young man at the fourth level of Qi Refining. Are you afraid that I can't catch him?"

The robber leader watched the two escape without thinking too much. He ordered one of the men in black to chase Song Qingming. After he escaped, he led another man to chase Chen Laodao in another direction.