Chapter 1: My lifespan is over at the beginning, I level up to save my life
Chapter 1: My lifespan is over at the beginning, I level up to save my life
【Name: Wei Zhong】
[Cultivation: Qi Refining Level 46 (%)]
[Kung Fu: Aquamarine Kung Fu·Proficient (95%)]
【Shouyuan: 136/137】
"Three days of life left! Reducing from the eighth level of Qi Refining to the seventh level of Qi Refining can be exchanged for 10 years of life."
Wei Zhong looked at his wrinkled hands and sighed.
How did I end up traveling back in time to the body of a dying person?
Wei Zhong, one of the spiritual farmers of the Yan family, a family of immortal cultivators, had cultivated spiritual fields for the Yan family for most of his life until yesterday, when his life span ran out and he passed away.
The remaining three days of life were due to Wei Zhong’s soul traveling here.
"Clang!"
There was a knock on the door. Wei Zhong had been cultivating spiritual fields for most of his life, and was reluctant to live in the cave within the spiritual land, so he only built a small courtyard between the spiritual fields.
"Yuan'er!"
Looking at the young monk outside the door, Wei Zhong's expression remained calm.
This person was Wei Zhong's disciple who had been brought over from the mortal world thirty years ago. He had four spiritual roots, which was one inch better than his own five spiritual roots.
The other party was eager to learn Taoism, so Wei Zhong brought him to Yan's Market and led him into the immortal path. He has now become a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refining. Like Wei Zhong, he is also a spiritual farmer of the Yan family.
Ten years ago, he established a relationship with the Yan family's side branch and no longer cared much about Wei Zhong as his master.
However, I heard from somewhere a few days ago that Wei Zhong was about to die, so he would come to visit me every once in a while.
The predecessor Wei Zhong naturally understood that the other party wanted to eat his inheritance, but he was busy with cultivation and life span and didn't pay much attention to it.
However, his predecessor's aptitude was too poor and he failed to reach the ninth level of Qi Refining, and died due to exhaustion of his lifespan.
Wei Zhong traveled here and took over Wei Zhong's body, but his life will not last long.
"Master Wei doesn't look well. Do you want me to go to the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion to get some herbs?"
"No need. You are still young. You should save some spirit stones and work hard on your cultivation. You don't need to worry about my old bones."
Ning Yuan nodded, chatted with Wei Zhong for a few words and then left.
'The old horse is about to die, and there are wolves all around!'
Although Ning Yuan looked sincere, Wei Zhong, who had traveled through time, could see through his evil ambitions.
I still have the means to downgrade and prolong my life, how can I let this kid eat my cake?
After closing the gate and returning to the house, Wei Zhong made up his mind.
"In exchange for 10 years of life."
With only three days to live, Wei Zhong had no choice but to sacrifice one level of realm in exchange for ten years of life.
His cultivation instantly regressed to the seventh level of Qi Refining (46%), and his spiritual power shrank. In exchange, Wei Zhong felt much better and no longer looked old.
【Name: Wei Zhong】
[Cultivation: Qi Refining Level 46 (%)]
【Shouyuan: 126/137】
It turns out that it is not a way to prolong life by increasing the upper limit of lifespan, but a way to directly reduce one's bone age.
Wei Zhong showed a look of delight, as this would give him more room for maneuver.
He made hand gestures and performed a first-level mid-grade spell, [Invisibility·Mastery (37%)].
I can't sleep well because this evil disciple is targeting me. I have to follow him to check it out.
Wei Zhong has lived a lifetime, and his immortal realm is not high, but he has a lot of experience in the martial arts world. The martial arts experience before embarking on the immortal path is one of the assets for his predecessor to cultivate until the end of his life.
At the same time, Wei Zhong was well aware of his lack of talent, so he worked hard on magic.
Although the levels of the various techniques are not high, the proficiency is quite high.
Following Ning Yuan's footsteps, they arrived outside a small house next to a rice field. The sound of two people talking could be heard from inside the house.
"How's the old man?"
Faced with the question from the person in front of him, Ning Yuan shook his head.
"He's not dead yet. This old man has been resisting for a long time. If he doesn't die, how are you going to get his inheritance? How about we kill him together?"
Ning Yuan's eyes flickered, and he seemed to be hesitant, but he still spoke out:
"Master is at the eighth level of Qi Refining, and you and I are only at the fifth or sixth level. The risk is too great, so let's just wait for him to die of old age."
"Oh, just wait. Maybe by then the Yan family will take away all your master's inheritance, leaving you with nothing to drink."
Ning Yuan looked struggling. As a famous spiritual farmer in the Yan family, Wei Zhong's wealth was not only coveted by himself, but also by others.
Recently, many descendants of the Yan family have tried to become his disciples.
"Wait until next time. I'll visit him again next month. If he's not dead yet, you and I will do it together."
Hearing this answer, the other party showed a happy smile.
"Just Brother Yi Ning!"
Wei Zhong, who was lurking outside the house, looked stern.
Returning to his own courtyard, Wei Zhong cursed in a low voice:
"What an evil disciple! He even wants to kill his own master for a few resources."
No, I can't just sit there and wait for death. I have to take the initiative and nip the threat in the bud.
Wei Zhong, who absorbed the memories of his predecessor, unknowingly began to behave in a similar style to that of his predecessor.
Then look at the panel.
The regression of realm causes the spiritual energy in the body to decrease, but the difference between the eighth and seventh levels of Qi Refining is not obvious.
In addition, Wei Zhong relied on various highly proficient techniques in fighting, so Wei Zhong's strength did not decrease much.
There are six levels of magic: entry-level, skilled, proficient, master, grandmaster, and peerless. Most Qi-refining practitioners are hovering around the entry level standard.
It can be barely activated, but the casting speed and power are hard to describe.
Only some people can reach the proficiency standard. Wei Zhong is different. He was born with an extraordinary talent for magic and has practiced various magic to a very high standard.
This was also the ability of the predecessor to make a living. Of course, the predecessor who was as steady as an old dog hid all this very well, which now made it convenient for Wei Zhong to act.
Wei Zhong picked up a stone on the ground, injected spiritual energy into it, and threw it to the ground. There was no explosion, only a thumb-sized hole was left on the ground, but it was unknown how many meters deep it went underground.
Throwing Skills: Mastery (38%)
This is one of the techniques that Wei Zhong is best at. Although it is only an ordinary technique of the lower grade of the first level, after Wei Zhong practiced it to the mastery level, it has become a powerful weapon.
The spiritual power is restrained and has strong penetrating power.
Even when facing a cultivator at the peak of Qi Refining, he can still compete with him.
However, to be on the safe side, Wei Zhong took out two small black balls from his storage bag.
It was the size of a thumb, and Wei Zhong didn’t know what material it was made of, but even after colliding with a magic weapon, it didn’t suffer any damage at all.
It is quite suitable for the throwing technique.
night,
Wei Zhong took advantage of the night, performed invisibility tricks, and dressed in black, went to the courtyard where Ning Yuan was.
The farmers hired by the Yan family have been exploited by them for many years. Most of the annual harvest is taken away by them, and only a small portion can be kept in their own hands.
Therefore, spiritual farmers are not rich, and most of them build a courtyard near their spiritual fields.
The same is true for Ning Yuan.
What surprised Wei Zhong was that although it was late at night, there was still a fire in Ning Yuan's room, and the sound of drinking cups could be heard from inside.
"Brother Ning, we have agreed that old man Wei's property will be divided equally between you and me."
A drunken voice sounded, and Wei Zhong recognized it as the man who had conspired with Ning Yuan during the day.
"Of course, Big Brother He helped me earn so many spirit stones. This time I have to rely on Big Brother He to help me, so I can't treat him unfairly."
"Haha, it's worth it that Big Brother takes care of you. Come, let's have a drink together."
"Humph, you still miss me so much."
Wei Zhong was hiding outside the window, and the two drunk people in the room didn't notice him at all.
"If that's the case, my disciple, then it's no wonder that your master is so cruel and merciless."
Wei Zhong held the stone ball in his hand and aimed at one of them.
"Whoosh."
Ning Yuan was clinking glasses with the person in front of him when he suddenly noticed that his arms were hanging down, half of his body was slumped on the table, and red blood plasma was flowing from his head.
As soon as his eyes narrowed, he was about to shout.
But before he could utter a word, he felt a pain in his head and lost consciousness.
Wei Zhong flashed into the room and looked at the two people who were no longer breathing, with a look of regret on his face.
"I want to live a good life and don't want to kill innocent people. Why force me to do this?"
After taking away the storage bags of the two men, two fireballs appeared in Wei Zhong's hands, burning their bodies to ashes.
The Yan family had a lot of spiritual fields for rent, and there were even more independent cultivators waiting to farm. The disappearance of the two spiritual farmers did not attract the Yan family's attention, and soon new independent cultivators took over their remaining spiritual fields.
With a flash of his body, Wei Zhong left.
After returning to his own courtyard, Wei Zhong took out the two storage bags, probed into one of them with his spiritual sense, and showed joy on his face.
"I never thought that my disciple would have such wealth."
However, looking at the broken magic weapon with blood stains, it can be expected that it must have been used to perform many calamity and destruction.
The same was true of the other person's storage bag, which was mixed with a lot of magic weapon fragments, but the number of spirit stones was far beyond Wei Zhong's expectations.
It’s too little. As a Tribulation Cultivator who drinks and chats with Ning Yuan, the number of spirit stones in his storage bag is too small.
Wei Zhong searched for a while and finally found a bottle of medicine in the corner.
"Top-grade Qi-nourishing Pill?"
Qi-nourishing pills are the most commonly used elixirs for Qi-refining practitioners. They are divided into four grades: low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and top-grade.
Most casual cultivators use low-grade Qi-nourishing Pills. Although their medicinal properties are average, they are cost-effective.
Even cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining only use medium-grade Qi-nourishing Pills occasionally.
Wei Zhong has lived for so long, and although he has entered the late stage of Qi Refining for more than twenty years, he has never used top-grade Qi-nourishing pills.
No, it's too expensive.
A bottle of top-grade Qi-nourishing Pill can be exchanged for four bottles of mid-grade Pills, or ten bottles of low-grade Pills.
Such a high price is simply not something that a casual cultivator can afford.
A mere cultivator in the middle stage of Qi Refining actually possesses such a precious item.
It just so happened that I needed elixirs to improve my cultivation, so I gladly accepted them.
How could Wei Zhong know that this bottle of top-grade Qi-nourishing Pill was the bottleneck that the cultivator of Tribulation used to break through the sixth to seventh level of Qi Refining.
For this elixir, he almost used up all the spirit stones in his hands, so he was impatient to attack Wei Zhong.
After a while of sorting, he moved the important things into his own storage bag, leaving the unimportant items in it, and then hid the two storage bags in the secret compartment on the beam, preparing to find an opportunity to dispose of them.
As expected, the disappearance of the two people did not cause much commotion at all.
The manager of the Yan family's spiritual fields saw that the Ning Yuan spiritual field was unattended, and immediately distributed the spiritual field to other casual cultivators.
In addition, there were rumors that a member of the Yan family's side branch was missing.
"A branch of the Yan family? Could it be the monk I killed casually that day?"
Wei Zhong recalled the "kind-hearted person" who possessed the top-grade Qi-nourishing Pill.
Forget it, who cares who he is.
I did it cleanly, and no one can blame me.
(End of this chapter)