I Live Forever in the World of Cultivation

Chapter 43: We Can’t Stay in This House Anymore

Is this really something that a casual cultivator who can break through to the middle stage of Qi training can do?

With the temper of casual cultivators, I am afraid that when I opened my mouth to refuse, he had already started to threaten me, right?

Or maybe, when I opened my mouth to refuse, he coldly threw down a word and turned away, right?

Imagine the reaction of casual cultivators facing that scene at that time.

He Song frowned.

Chen Zhou's expression and movements at that time quickly flashed through his mind, and He Song raised his eyebrows.

He was really not sure whether Chen Zhou was acting at that time.

Living in the era of information explosion in his previous life, He Song knew very well that there was a kind of people who were born to be masters of acting.

Such people usually do not act according to their thoughts.

Instead, they mostly perform, usually being submissive in front of others, but acting in secret but being extremely cold.

If the Chen Zhou I met was really like this, maybe the other party was already thinking about how to kill me in his heart at this moment.

In other words.

He Song is in a very dangerous situation now!

What about the friends who manage the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion?

After death, isn't it still a corpse?

As a casual cultivator, Chen Zhou must be familiar with such things as killing people in secret.

The high mortality rate of casual cultivators is not only due to the dangerous livelihood they engage in.

More importantly, it is the killing between casual cultivators.

Killing.

For casual cultivators, there is no burden.

What's more, He Song had clearly offended Chen Zhou at that time.

If it were He Song, when someone completely offended him, he would also choose to strike first.

With such thoughts flashing through his mind, He Song felt his scalp tingling, and a sudden chill on his back.

The bad feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger, but He Song's face did not change.

But after thinking about it, he quickly stopped practicing.

He stood up and pinched a thick earth talisman between his fingers to ensure his safety at the moment.

Then he opened the door.

Walked out.

This house can't stay!

I can find him along the route Chen Zhou left.

Will he hide in the dark and observe me, and then find the location of my home along the route I walked?

Facing a casual cultivator who lives on the edge of a knife, a cultivator like He Song from the Immortal House might find it difficult to resist.

With this thought, He Song's steps became faster and faster.

When he came out of the house and was on the busy street, He Song's mood calmed down a little.

But the thick earth talisman between his fingers did not relax at all, and was still in a state that could be activated at any time.

Walking on the street.

He Song walked towards Wei Fan's house without thinking.

He is not alone.

After working hard in Zhushan Immortal House for so many years, He Song also has backers and connections in Zhushan Immortal House.

He encountered a crisis at this moment.

He did not have the ability to solve it for the time being.

He must go to find a backer.

He Song is not one of those people who want to save face and suffer in life.

He has a backer but does not look for him, and has to solve it himself.

That is too dangerous. If he is not careful, he may lose everything.

He is different from others. Others die, and he will be a hero again in eighteen years.

He Song is an immortal. If he really dies, he will regret it.

Therefore, in He Song's dictionary.

It is best not to offend people if you can avoid it. If you really offend someone, you must kill him with one blow.

It is best not to do it yourself. If you must do it yourself, then grind the other party to ashes and don't give him a chance to come back.

If you can cut the grass and root it out, you must cut the grass and root it out.

In short, you can't leave any trouble for yourself.

Your life is precious.

Soon.

He Song came to Wei Fan's house.

Wei Fan rested today and was not on duty in Lingjian Pavilion.

Seeing He Song coming, Wei Fan was overjoyed. He personally welcomed He Song into the courtyard and took him to the attic where they used to drink tea together.

The two sat down face to face in the attic, and Wei Fan spoke at the right time.

"Daoyou, you haven't been here for a long time. It's boring living alone in this courtyard." Wei Fan shook his head and handed He Song a cup of tea.

Since He Song moved away from him three years ago, he has returned to his boring life.

Without He Song here, he still misses the time.

Although the outside world was a little dangerous at that time.

But He Song lived with him, and they got along well. He could drink with his friends in his spare time.

Unfortunately, after He Song moved away three years ago, he no longer had the feeling of that time.

Today He Song came to visit, so he naturally had to say a few words.

"Brother Wei, I'm here to ask you for help." He Song took a sip of the tea handed by Wei Fan, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

For three years, every time they had a small gathering every month, Wei Fan would invite him to continue living here.

But He Song never agreed once.

Now he had to come again, but he didn't expect Wei Fan to say this again.

This made him a little embarrassed to refuse.

However, I came here today because I have something important to do. I should first explain my situation to Wei Fan and see if he has any solution before making any plans.

"Oh? Help? Daoist friend is so cautious and never does evil to others. Could it be that some cultivator wants to bully you?"

Hearing He Song's words, Wei Fan was shocked, and his eyes suddenly flashed, but after looking for a long time, he did not find that He Song was missing any limbs.

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Seeing this, he could not help but look at He Song with questioning eyes.

At the same time, Wei Fan also had a trace of anger in his heart.

He Song is his good friend.

In addition, He Song is usually cautious and never takes the initiative to offend people.

If he is bullied in the Immortal Square, where can he, a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training, put his face?

For a moment, Wei Fan's chest was burning with blood.

Could it be that he, a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training who has never taken action since breaking through to the late stage of Qi training, is really going to take action today?

With his excited mood, the spiritual pressure on his body that is exclusive to the late stage of Qi training also fluctuated slightly at this moment.

This is the fluctuation caused by the violent fluctuation of emotions, which affects the spiritual power in the body.

The slight fluctuation of the spiritual pressure in the late stage of Qi training was not an unbearable burden for He Song, a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training.

On the contrary, He Song only felt the breeze on his face, but a trace of warmth emerged in his heart.

"That's not the case. I am still at fault for this matter, but now that the matter is done, I can only ask you for help." After considering it, He Song quickly told Wei Fan about the events he had encountered.

It started from his breakthrough in the middle stage of Qi training.

Then he went to the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion to find Zhao Lin, and Zhao Lin helped him to mark out two acres of spiritual fields.

And he met Chen Zhou at the spiritual field, and Chen Zhou wanted to exchange spiritual fields for ten spiritual stones.

After that, he entrusted Zhao Lin to investigate Chen Zhou's background, and Zhao Lin told him the truth and wrote his guess on the paper crane.

In the end, under the circumstances of worrying about Chen Zhou's identity as a casual cultivator, He Song had to come to Wei Fan for help.

After saying everything, He Song took a sip of the teacup and moistened his throat.

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