Dark Cultivation

Bang~bang! Bang!

The deep banging sound passed through the thick door panel, causing Zhang Qing to wake up suddenly from his sleep.

The oil lamp on the small table had not yet been extinguished, and the dim light barely illuminated the cramped room. He quickly turned over and sat up. After regaining his composure, he quickly jumped off the wooden bed and rushed to the door of the room as quickly as possible.

At the third watch, the black tide rises!

Almost at the same moment, Zhang Qing, who was not yet fully conscious, felt a cold breath coming in from the crack in the door.

There was a rustling sound outside.

Like some kind of whisper.

This extremely weird sound penetrated into his ears, easily arousing the fear in Zhang Qing's heart.

He was startled and subconsciously took a step back.

The right hand held an explosive talisman at the same time.

This is Zhang Qing’s only lethal talisman.

The next moment, he saw that the Yin Qi that penetrated into the crack of the door condensed into slender gray-black tentacles and extended towards him.

As if dragging him into hell!

Whoops!

At this moment, a yellow talisman affixed to the door panel spontaneously ignited without fire, erupting into a ball of white aura.

Those Yin Qi tentacles grabbing at Zhang Qing were illuminated by a spiritual light, and plumes of green smoke suddenly appeared, as if they were burned by flames, and they suddenly retreated back!

The abnormal noise outside the door disappeared.

Zhang Qing couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief after witnessing this scene.

It was only then that he realized that his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Ignoring wiping his sweat, Zhang Qing gritted his teeth and took out a new evil-proof charm from the storage bag hanging on his waist.

The thumb nail of his left hand was scratched hard on the index finger, breaking the flesh and squeezing out a few drops of bright red blood, which was smeared on the back of the talisman.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Qing posted this evil-proof charm on the door panel.

The yellow talisman paper glowed faintly.

Zhang Qing's tense heartstrings relaxed a little.

With his back against the cold wall, he slowly sat on the ground, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and showed a bitter smile.

It has been seven days since I traveled to this world.

But Zhang Qing really couldn’t figure it out. He was just an ordinary member of the millions of people, how could he be in such an incredible situation?

Don't say "I'll settle down now that I've come", he can't go back now, and he can't settle down either!

Zhang Qing was in a terrible mood.

Glancing at the door, he carefully put the Explosive Flame Talisman in his hand back into his storage bag.

The corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch.

This shabby storage bag is the most valuable thing on Zhang Qing's body, and all his belongings are stored in it.

But the service life is coming to an end.

So every time he accessed items, he was terrified, fearing that the storage bag would suddenly break into pieces and the belongings inside would be buried with him!

It doesn’t matter if you don’t use it.

For example, the low-grade explosive flame talisman just put in is worth five large talismans.

If it is not stored in the storage bag, the spiritual energy contained in it will slowly drain away, resulting in weakened power or even scrapping, which will cause huge losses!

As a low-level monk at the first level of Qi training, Zhang Qing could not afford such a loss.

There was another rustling sound outside the door, but no more negative energy seeped into the house.

But Zhang Qing did not dare to slack off at all. He stared at the door panel with his eyes open, ready to fight at any time.

Time passed little by little, and the worst situation did not appear.

After nightfall, the dark tide rises and spreads to the camp at midnight. Many evil spirits come by the tide and harass the people living here.

Zhang Qing's predecessor accidentally died of an evil attack, and then his body was taken over by this time traveler.

In the past few days, Zhang Qing, who had all the memories of his predecessor, lived in fear, fearing that he would be dragged into the endless darkness by Xie Yi.

You will not be reincarnated forever!

Tonight was particularly dangerous, but luckily I finally got through it.

Oh wow~

When Zhang Qing heard the sound of roosters crowing outside, he completely relaxed.

It’s dawn.

The crowing of the *** pierced the thick darkness, and like an invisible sharp blade, cut off the coldness that lingered all night.

The light of the evil-proofing talisman on the door panel completely disappeared, leaving only a slightly dull yellow paper.

Zhang Qing let out a long breath.

This breath carries the soreness and numbness after being tense all night, as well as the lingering heart palpitations.

He stood up slowly while holding on to the wall. His legs were already numb from sitting, and there was a stabbing pain every time he moved.

Opening the door slightly, Zhang Qing looked out through the gap.

The sky outside was slightly bright and gray, without the slightest hint of the rising sun.

The early morning in this world has never been a symbol of hope. It just means that the evil has temporarily receded and the living people have been able to survive for one more day.

He closed the door again, stretched his sore legs and feet, then walked to the table and picked up the coarse porcelain bowl.

After taking two sips of cold water, my dry and tight throat was slightly relieved.

The oil lamp on the table had long since burned out, and the wick curled up into a ball of black ashes, just like the desperate situation he was in.

Looking down at the storage bag at his waist that had been repaired many times and had begun to rot at the corners, Zhang Qing frowned again.

There are fine cracks faintly appearing on the surface of the bag, indicating that its structure is about to collapse.

After using it a dozen times at most, this only storage device will be completely scrapped!

My predecessor was a casual cultivator at the lowest level in the camp. I had no family, no sect, and no one to rely on. I relied on collecting scavengers and refining talismans to barely survive and achieve the first level of Qi training.

He has no money left to buy a new storage bag now.

Even if it is a piece of junk that others look down upon.

And if the evil-proof talisman posted in advance hadn't stopped him last night, he might have followed in the footsteps of his predecessor and become another nameless soul in the dark tide.

Zhang Qing raised his hand and touched the door panel, and there was a faint spirituality on his fingertips after the aura of the talisman dissipated.

The gray-black Yin Qi tentacles last night, and the weird direct feeling that seemed to drag people into the abyss, are still clearly imprinted in my mind.

He knew very well that this was just the beginning.

The black tide will arrive as scheduled every night, becoming more dangerous every time.

The talisman in his hand is almost used up, there is not much talisman money left, and the storage bag is about to break.

But the cultivation has stagnated.

If this continues, sooner or later he will die in the hands of Xie Yi like his predecessor.

"It's his mother's fault!"

Zhang Qing whispered to himself, with a hint of suppressed anger in his voice.

He blinked hard, and a nearly transparent data panel instantly appeared in his field of vision.

[Physique: 0.7]

[Soul: 1.6]

[Martial Arts: 0.3]

[Spellcasting: 0.5]

[Power: 0.0]

[Everything can be strengthened]

This data panel appeared after Zhang Qinghun passed through.

It’s of no use at all!

Zhang Qing studied for a long time but couldn't figure out anything.

Just a guess or a feeling, using "Strong Energy" can improve the four attributes of "Physique", "Soul", "Martial Arts" and "Spellcasting".

The problem is that he has no idea how to obtain the so-called "power".

And looking at the attribute data, no matter how you look at it, you are a scumbag.

In fact, he is just a scumbag!

But it is precisely because of the existence of this "plug-in" that Zhang Qing can convince himself not to give up and struggle to survive in this dark world.

[Everything can be strengthened]

Sighing secretly, Zhang Qing closed the data panel.

He was going to go to the market.

After passing through, Zhang Qing went out only a handful of times.

On the one hand, he needs to digest the memory of his predecessor, and on the other hand, he is frightened by the cruel reality.

But now eating has bottomed out.

If he doesn’t go out and buy some, Zhang Qing will become a time traveler who starves to death!

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