Absolute control over the start, I will develop my own immortality

This dark figure that suddenly broke in must be the third among the five iron sword villains.

He was hit by a sword in the abdomen, half of his body was burned by flames, and the spiritual energy in his body fluctuated extremely low.

The injuries on his body and the consumption of his spiritual power had reduced his strength to the extreme.

At this moment, I am afraid that even the monks on the third level of Qi Refining cannot defeat him.

"Shut up! Don't say anything, or I'll kill you!"

He said fiercely.

The fierce aura all over his body was extremely frightening.

"So it turns out that your body is injured, your strength is reduced, and you can't escape the formation, so you want to hide temporarily?"

"However, the farmers in the elixir land are all monks. Now that his strength has been reduced, he may not be able to win it safely, so he chose me!"

"When they were following me before, they also knew about my situation. They knew that I was just a monk on the second level of Qi Refining. Even if he is seriously injured now, they can still suppress me without worrying that I will fight back..."

"The edge of the elixir field is where the battle takes place, and it will definitely attract attention. He doesn't dare to hide there, so he can only come to the middle of the elixir field. And in the middle of the elixir field, he knows me best..."

"It's a pity that you don't know enough!"

Zhou Ming's heart moved, and a dense purple light appeared in his eyes.

The third child suddenly became energetic and suddenly felt drowsy.

"you……"

He was shocked, this little monk was not simple!

The long knife in his hand was immediately slashed, and an opening was made in Zhou Ming's throat in an instant.

But not even a trace of blood flowed out. In an instant, the wound healed on its own.

The third child was surprised and wanted to say something, but he no longer had the energy.

With a plop, he fell directly to the ground and fell asleep.

"The Nightmare Technique focuses not on cultivation, but on spiritual strength. Although you are at the fourth level of Qi Refining, in terms of spirit, I am stronger than you!"

Zhou Ming dragged the third child into the underground secret room, and then quickly cleaned up the traces of the scene.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door. Zhou Ming opened the door and saw that it was Guanshi Huang and the farmer who planted some elixir fields.

Among them was Mr. Li. Seeing that Zhou Ming was fine, Mr. Li breathed a sigh of relief.

"Manager Huang, everyone, what happened outside?"

"Someone broke in and wanted to cause trouble. It's been settled. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine. When I heard the noise, I didn't even dare to open the door and look."

"okay."

Huang Song glanced around the room. There was very little furniture in the cabin, and there was no one at all.

He immediately turned around and left with the people.

"It's okay, just go back to sleep."

"it is good."

Zhou Ming looked outside and saw that the extremely thick fog had dissipated.

As Zhou Ming had expected, Huang Song probably didn't stop the five iron sword murderers and let them run away.

Huang Song himself thought so too, so he just glanced at it, turned around and left without even entering the door to check.

Zhou Ming closed the door, returned to the secret room, flicked his fingers, and used the fire-kindling technique to light up a little fire.

The third child was thrown to the ground and fell asleep.

Zhou Ming sat cross-legged in front of him, a faint purple light emerged, and then penetrated into Lao San's mind.

There was a gray scene in the sky, on the ground, and all around.

There was a forest, a gorgeous sword light, a blazing flame, and a small courtyard, but all the scenes seemed extremely blurry and distorted.

"Is this other people's dreams?"

When Zhou Ming came to this fantasy world, he was surprised.

His own dream world can be manipulated at will, and it is extremely real. Naturally, he does not know what ordinary people's dreams are like.

"Where is Laosan's conscious subject...?"

Zhou Ming used his nightmare technique and sensed it, and saw a child in the blurry courtyard.

The child's body was as hazy as mist, and only the shape of a child's body could be vaguely seen.

The next moment, the small courtyard turned into a forest again, and the child also turned into a young man in his twenties.

It was also blurry and distorted, but compared to the previous fog, it was much clearer.

Dreams are like this, changing at will and moving according to your heart.

As soon as Zhou Ming stretched out his hand, his palm turned into a giant net, paid the young man's package, and then took him flying outside the dream world.

In an instant, he came to a blank space again.

This is Zhou Ming's own dream.

Zhou Ming helped Lao San stabilize his dream consciousness, but it was probably because he was separated from his own dream and was involved in a certain distance - even if the distance was short, there were some flaws in his consciousness after all.

The young man's body was like a mosaic pattern, with dozens of pieces missing, showing many gaps.

Zhou Ming frowned slightly.

"If he does this, I'm afraid his memory will be damaged. Forget it, as long as he has it..."

"Come, let me see your memory!"

The next moment, countless scenes appeared in the blank space at the same time.

The third child was originally just a child from an ordinary village in Jade Kingdom.

But later, he was discovered by an immortal cultivator and brought to this world of immortality.

That cultivator is the master of the Iron Sword Sect.

Said to be the sect leader, he is actually a monk at the seventh level of Qi training. There are countless similar small sects and sects in this mountain range.

The sect's residence even only has a small courtyard.

It was the vague courtyard that appeared in the dream before.

The owner of the sect named the third child 'Tieshan'.

He is the third disciple of Iron Sword Sect.

Subsequently, the sect leader accepted two more disciples.

But more than ten years ago, the sect leader died, and the five disciples became casual cultivators.

They came to Qingyefang and wanted to make a living, but without any life skills, just like Zhou Ming, they couldn't find any jobs.

They also came to the elixir land, but the rule of owing eight spiritual stones before entering was intolerable to them.

After that, I went through some more, and finally decided to rely on my strength to hunt monsters and become a hunter.

Outside the city, the mountains and forests are a disorderly world. Some people are hunting monsters honestly, and some people are hunting other people.

The so-called golden belt for murder and arson.

The harvest from robbing and killing a monk might be more than what they would get from hunting for several months.

Any monk who makes a living in the wild will have some blood on his hands.

It's just that some people stick to their true intentions, while others gradually degenerate.

The names of the Five Iron Sword Fierce gradually spread.

Half a year ago, the five of them waited for prey to enter their nets before hunting as usual. However, this time there were so many prey that they scattered and ran away.

The five of them didn't want to let anyone go, so they scattered in pursuit.

As a result...three were killed and two escaped.

Among the two who ran away, one of them killed the fourth among them!

Although the Five Iron Swordsmen burned, killed, and looted outsiders, they valued their own people and their own brothers more than their own lives!

When the fourth child died, they were extremely angry and determined to avenge the fourth child.

The next half year was the half year of searching.

But in the end, the murderer was not found. Instead, Feng Liuyun was found by mistake...

Zhou Ming quickly browsed through all the memories, and only paused for a moment when the third child was learning some spells.

But only there.

"Next, I need to do some research, and I hope you... will cooperate well!"

Zhou Ming stretched out his hand and pressed it on Lao San's consciousness, and the purple light gradually shone.