The Five Thunder Immortal was not called by this name before. His name was Zhang Laosan, and he was a woodcutter cutting firewood by Qionghai Lake.

By chance, he met two monks fighting each other while collecting firewood, and one of them died and the other was injured.

Dazzled by the spiritual light and the magic weapon, Zhang Laosan acted evilly, smashed the seriously injured one to death with a hoe, and occupied their storage bag. There was a mysterious-level magic weapon, the Thunder Flag, in the eyes of the low-level monks.

It can be described as powerful.

Zhang Laosan, a woodcutter who had a sick mother at home and had been a bachelor for half his life, disappeared, leaving only the domineering and greedy Five Thunder Immortal.

There is a fixed secret realm at the bottom of Qionghai Lake, but the level is not high. Only monks from the Qi Refining Stage to the Foundation Building Stage can enter. Zhang Laosan lurked in the dense forest by the lake, waiting for opportunities to pick up leaks.

If you are lucky enough to meet one or two people who have failed in a battle or are seriously injured, you will have great luck. No matter how low your cultivation level is, you will always have two pieces of elixirs, talismans, and robes with you. If not, bring them with you.

Feijian can also be sold for a few pieces of spirit stones.

Zhang Laosan's life became more prosperous, and gradually he gathered a few "like-minded" casual cultivators with him to engage in the business of robbing families and homes. They were collectively known as the "Seven Immortals of Qionghai".

There is a small sect more than a hundred miles away from the Qionghai Secret Realm, but the Jackdaw Sect only has a few dozen people, and they don't have the energy to take care of these casual cultivators.

Therefore, Zhang Laosan's business turned out to be very stable and stable.

The seven evil men have been entrenched at the mouth of this lake and become a local snake. It has been several years without knowing it, and countless corpses and bones have been buried by the lake.

On this day, they ambush the monks who wanted to enter the Qionghai secret realm as usual and harvested a batch of treasures.

"Today, the Nine Tribulations come out on top again!"

"How many times have you told me, don't rush out so quickly, observe first."

"No matter what, they can still run away?"

After walking a few steps, Zhang Laosan stretched out his hand to stop the person behind him: "Hush, there is someone in the forest."

The seven people reacted quickly, lowered their voices and held their breath to observe the figures in the dense forest with their spiritual eyes.

I saw a man and a woman walking slowly in the low bushes. The man had white hair, he should be a monk, but he didn't use any magic weapon to hide his traces, and his whole body was gray and aura was not visible, and he was wearing

It looks like the narrow-sleeved robe of a mortal warrior.

"Where did he come from as a poor monk, and he took a mortal girl with him on his travels."

"Looking at how penniless he is, he must not have much money."

"If nothing else, look at the graceful figure of the woman next to him, and if her appearance is acceptable, she can be captured and entertained for a few days."

Zhang Laosan smiled and showed his yellow teeth. The next moment, Huo Lingdong, who was being discussed by them, turned around.

She was carrying a linen bag on her back and a basket full of medicinal herbs in her hand. She didn't know what she said to Qi Ci, but she slightly curved her lips and smiled.

She is already stunningly beautiful when she is not smiling, but once she shows her face, her smile is as delicate as a thousand flowers, and her face is as gentle as the breeze.

Zhang Laosan stopped talking unknowingly. Not only him, but also the casual cultivators in the other six groups around him also fell silent one after another.

In the forest filled with exotic flowers and plants, a young woman has black hair like clouds and skin as good as snow. Although she has a jade hairpin and a cloth dress, she doesn't have a single piece of jewelry on her body.

But a sentence came to Zhang Laosan's mind. He once heard a poem recited by a certain teacher in a mortal village:

'The beauty conceals the present and the past, and the lotus embarrasses the beauty of the jade.'

The casual cultivator called Jiujie wiped his saliva: "I didn't expect that there is such a stunning beauty hiding in the wild, but it's a pity that she is a mortal woman. If you have the cultivation level, even if you just draw Qi into the body, it will be a good material for the furnace.

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"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhang Laosan couldn't help but summon the thunder flag. The blue-gray cloth flag was very old, suspended in mid-air, and surrounded by blue electric light.

"Yunlai——!"

A gust of wind blew and the sky became gloomy.

Huo Lingdong didn't notice anything unusual at first. As if unknowingly, the fog in the forest thickened, and in an instant he couldn't even see clearly the scenery one meter away.

Before she could react, Qi Ci pulled her and hid her behind her.

The thick, moist fog turned into a blur, making it difficult for people to see what was real. Not far away were several shadowy figures, hidden among the trees, twisting and skewing like ghosts.

A hoarse old voice said with a hoarse smile: "Hand over your storage bag and woman, and I may be able to spare your life."

Huo Lingdong only felt that the terrifying sound was coming from all directions. She nervously tightened her cuffs on Qi Ci's sleeves and pulled back hard, fearing that some monster blocking her way would jump out at the next moment.

But the man in front of him was upright and had no idea of ​​escaping.

Qi Ci's expression didn't change at all. He glanced at Huo Lingdong and said, "What are you afraid of? He's just a monk who blocks the road and robs people. He always starts this way with everyone he sees."

Huo Lingdong:...Is this the point?

On the other side, seeing no response from the other party, Zhang Laosan in the forest was getting irritated. He urged the thunder flag, "Crack--" A loud lightning cracked in the sky in the forest, illuminating a moment of white light.

"Bold casual cultivator, why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy when you see me, the Great Immortal of Five Thunders!"

Qi Ci took a step forward alone: ​​"What if not?"

Zhang Laosan chuckled and looked at the man whose figure was completely exposed: "The great immortal will make you suffer!"

Before he finished speaking, the thunder flags in the air began to stir rapidly. With the flags as the center of the circle, the turbulent dark clouds turned into waves, and the thunderous light continued to float in the thunder clouds.

Water can conduct lightning. With the humid water vapor by Qionghai Lake, the damage caused by lightning strikes to people wrapped in heavy fog will be more than three times increased!

The next moment, a bolt of purple lightning as thick as a tree branch fell from the sky, hitting the man's head with a "click".

This attack can knock ordinary low-level monks into pieces, and the seven members of the casual cultivator group are delighted.

But when the light faded, they found Qi Ci standing motionless, with his arms folded across his chest, looking at them leisurely.

"...You kid, you do have some good things on you!"

Zhang Laosan was beating the drum in his heart, thinking that Qi Ci was carrying a magic weapon. He acted like a contestant, and vigorously urged the thunder flag.

Now the wind was surging, and dozens of thicker thunder cracked down from the clouds, "Ka Ka Ka Ka" like rain.

The raging thunder and lightning made people unable to open their eyes, and they could not even see what was going on in the forest. The thunder flags absorbed spiritual power, and Zhang Laosan was overwhelmed with ambition and power, and his face gradually turned pale.

Standing next to him, a tall man with a round waist and a copper ring around his neck mocked: "Wulei, do you want me to help you? I think you are old and weak, and you are weak."

"Jiujie, shut up! I will definitely take down this ignorant boy today..."

Before Zhang Laosan could finish his words, a person suddenly flew out of the thick grid in front of him. Qi Ci, like a night owl, jumped straight into the fog and was in front of them in the blink of an eye.

His expression remained unchanged and his hair was not messed up. The thunder and lightning, infinitely amplified by the water vapor, seemed to be just scratching an itch in front of him.

The young man with white hair and phoenix eyes smiled wickedly: "What the Great Immortal of Five Thunders, do you call this thunder?"

Before the seven people could react, in just a moment, Qi Ci had already approached the thunder flag suspended in mid-air. Ignoring the thunder and lightning surrounding him, he grabbed it with his bare hands and tore the flag into two pieces with a few blows of brute force.

piece.

"My flag——!"

Zhang Laosan screamed, his voice paused, and then he vomited out a large mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound. His face was like gold paper, and his body was crumbling. This was the backlash of the destruction of his natal magic weapon.

The accomplices next to him were all in disbelief. Jiujie quickly cast a spell and summoned several defensive magic weapons to surround his group.

Another person drew his sword and shouted angrily: "Boy, who are you!"

By this time, the thunder had stopped, the moist mist after the flags had been destroyed gradually receded, and dawn returned to the dense forest.

Qi Ci was hanging in the air, high-spirited, with his white hair dancing in the wind. He lowered his eyes and looked indifferently at the magic weapons flying around like a goddess scattering flowers, and the seven slightly panicked cultivators.

"Who are you?"

"I am Lord Lingbao!"

"Venerable Xia Shan!"

"Nine Tribulations Great Immortal!"

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After the six people introduced themselves, Qi Ci remained silent for a while. Huo Rendong carefully looked at his face and saw that the man's face was livid and he seemed to be in a bad mood.

"What a venerable, great immortal! Each of his names is more resounding than the last. It's just that in the realm of cultivation, Jin Dan calls the True Lord, Nascent Soul is called the Dao Lord, and only those who combine the Dao are called the venerable. I didn't know that you, a group of juniors who are only in the foundation building stage,

Do you dare to be called a great immortal?"

The big man with the copper ring around his neck was angry, pointed at his nose and yelled: "You are a casual cultivator, what a bastard! Today I will teach you a lesson, so that you know how powerful I am, the Great Immortal of Nine Tribulations!"

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Next to him, a white-faced old man waving a folding fan laughed, as if Qi Ci had been defeated.

"I said that there is a big flaw in the Five Thunder Flag. If it is a lightning rod, it will have no effect at all. This person is just a fledgling boy who has never seen the world. What nonsense can you talk to him? Wait until you kill someone and take the treasure.

I will train that woman well and make it into a cauldron to enjoy on the spot..."

Before the fair-skinned old man finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck. He touched it with his hand and only felt warm blood.

He was stunned, and the next second blood spurted out, and his neck was wiped without anyone noticing.

The white-faced old man's body collapsed to the ground, leaving him no room to fight back.

"Xiashan——!" I don't know who exclaimed.

The rest of the people suddenly became alert. With Qi Ci as the center, the formation that had originally been encircling him all unexpectedly moved back at an extremely fast speed. Among them, the big man with the bronze ring named Jiujie ran the fastest.

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To be continued...