Longevity from Liao Zhai

Chapter 170 Warrior th Rank

"Fuck him, when did I offend such a master?" Zhao Tiancheng couldn't help but swear.

Zhao Tiancheng has been the second generation for many years and has done a lot of bad things. Even Jilelou has been open for several years.

He had encountered some crises, but none as dangerous as this one.

"Could it be the third grade?" Zhao Tiancheng looked at the power of the light arrow with lingering fear.

Zhao Tiancheng was not afraid of anything below the third rank. He had used up all his defensive magic weapons, but he still had one offensive magic weapon.

The offensive weapon can release several attacks, and each attack can kill a fourth-grade enemy!
Zhao Tiancheng crouched and hid behind Yizier. He wanted to escape, but the figure in the distance was pointing a bow at him. He was afraid that the owner of the bow would shoot another arrow at him.

"Snapped."

With a slight sound, the defensive scales of the One-eared ancestor finally shattered under the attack of the light arrow.

There was some confusion and despair in Yitiao's eyes. The scales of his ancestors had saved him many times and had never been broken, but they could not withstand the power of an arrow.

What kind of arrow is this? Who is the other party?

Although the light arrow pierced through the defensive scales of an ear, its brightness and size weakened, leaving only the size of a fist.

The residual power of the light arrow hit an ear, and it suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, but it did not die. Instead, it blocked the power of the light arrow.

Zhou Ping sighed, put the Demon Hunting Bow into the storage jade, and then disappeared. He knew that he couldn't kill Zhao Tiancheng today. In his perception, several people were running towards this side.

Lying on the ground, Zhao Tiancheng was sweating all over, and he was so terrified that he couldn't speak.

One ear collapsed to the ground, many of its scales were broken, and its arms were covered in blood.

The light arrow just now has already used up all the spiritual energy in Yizi'er's body. If it had been a little worse, it would have been finished.

Several dark shadows jumped out of the forest and surrounded Zhao Tiancheng.

These people are all Zhao Tiancheng’s human guards, and the strongest one among them is still of the fourth rank!

"Quick! Quick! Quick! Take me back to the county magistrate's mansion." Zhao Tiancheng was already panicking. He was afraid that the person who shot the light arrow had not left yet and was still in the dark preparing to shoot another arrow.

Several guards escorted Zhao Tiancheng and immediately took him away from the place.

After the others left, Yi Er looked at the mess on the ground, then sighed and went underground. It wanted to find a place to heal its wounds. At this time, a tenth-grade cultivator could crush it to death.

Qinghe County, Zhou Ping’s old house.

The old house is where Zhou Ping has lived since his rebirth. Although the place is small, it is remote and no one pays attention to it.

The old house is another place Zhou Ping can teleport to.

Zhou Ping stayed in the old house. He had been in this world for three years.

For the past three years, Zhou Ping just wanted to survive.

But after seeing what Zhao Tiancheng did today, Zhou Ping had a strange change in his heart.

“After coming to this world, I just want to live.”

"First live, then live forever. After living forever, marry a few wives, some like Liu Ruyan."

"I don't have any ambition to dominate."

"I don't want to be a saint, nor do I want to be a good person, as long as I'm not a bad person."

"The escort panel clearly said that escorting is for immortality, and one should not worry about worldly affairs, but I still couldn't help but take action."

"Is it my martial arts that is wrong?"

Zhou Ping's eyes were in confusion. His martial arts cultivation was already at the eighth level, but the martial arts cultivation he had realized was somewhat unorthodox, somewhat unconventional, and somewhat evil.

Zhou Ping doesn't care about any formal means. As long as he can defeat the opponent, hidden weapons are also one of the means of a warrior.

Zhou Ping just wants to win!
Only by winning can you survive.

But today, Zhou Ping is willing to take action against Zhao Tiancheng, risking his identity being exposed.

"I took action tonight not just for my own survival. Because he did not threaten my life."

"I attacked him because what he did crossed my bottom line and made me angry."

Zhou Ping had a flash of enlightenment in his mind.

Zhou Ping has always felt that the purpose of practicing martial arts is to survive.

But most warriors exist as knights to uphold justice.

At this time, Zhou Ping had his own ideas about why he practiced martial arts.

"I haven't reached the stage of upholding justice yet. I am very selfish and I just want to live."

"I will not risk my life for justice."

Zhou Ping let out a long sigh, and said with a stern look in his eyes: "My martial arts are, first, to survive, and second, to make myself happy, instead of making myself feel depressed!"

"If I don't take action tonight, I will be unhappy and angry in the future, which will affect my Taoism."

"This damn sense of morality!"

Zhou Ping knew that the education he received in his previous life, as well as the people and events he encountered in this life, had made his "heart" more kind. He should follow the requirements of the escort panel and not ask about worldly affairs.

But after thinking for a while, Zhou Ping still felt that he should live according to his own heart.

I took action because I was happy! Because what you did made me unhappy!

As Zhou Ping thought about this, he heard a shattering sound in his body.

The bottleneck in Zhou Ping's body was broken once again, and his martial arts skills reached the seventh level!
Currently, Zhou Ping's cultivation level is the seventh level as a warrior, the tenth level as a Taoist, the eighth level as a Confucianist, and the eighth level as a Buddhist.

Before his martial arts skills broke through, the spiritual energy in Zhou Ping's body was comparable to that of the seventh level.

Now that Zhou Ping's cultivation has broken through to the seventh level, the amount of spiritual energy contained in his body is comparable to that of the sixth level.

Zhou Ping took a breath and spread out his perception range with the help of the Heavenly Spirit Method. At this time, he could already sense a range of 400 feet.

The effect of borrowing the Heavenly Spirit Technique will become longer as Zhou Ping's cultivation level increases.

If Zhou Ping only cultivated one of them, his current perception would only be one hundred feet. However, because he cultivated multiple paths at the same time, his perception range increased dramatically.

Ordinary people usually don’t choose several tracks at the same time when they practice.

A person's life is only a few short decades long. If one practices several disciplines at the same time, it is easy to fail to master all of them and it will be difficult to break through to the fourth level.

It is better to cut off one finger than to hurt ten fingers!
But Zhou Ping didn't think so. He didn't worry about the problem of practicing the four methods at the same time because the escort panel could extend his lifespan. After all, he was an immortal and had a long lifespan.

While expanding his perception range, Zhou Ping began to absorb the spiritual energy around him.

In order to replenish the spiritual energy of the Demon Hunting Bow, Zhou Ping chose to break the pill. So without the magic bottle, he had no way to replenish his own spiritual energy and could only rely on the method of borrowing spiritual energy from the sky to absorb spiritual energy.

As Zhou Ping broke through to the seventh level, he seemed to have a clearer perception of this world.

"It feels like the world before was covered by a thin film. Now that I have broken this film, the whole world has become clear." Zhou Ping found it difficult to describe this feeling. But he heard Fan Shiyi say it.

The ten levels of cultivation are further divided into the upper three levels and the lower three levels.

The seventh rank is a threshold. Once the monsters reach the seventh rank, they can transform into humans.

When a person reaches the seventh level, his or her own strength will undergo earth-shaking changes.

Zhou Ping could feel this change to some extent.

In the past, his breakthrough in cultivation only brought about a change in strength, but now, he seemed to be more sensitive to crisis.

"Zhao Tiancheng, please don't die. You have to die in my hands. If you don't die in my hands, I will have a demon in my heart."

"Brother Yan, I didn't expect that the Yan Family Escort Agency has grown so big. You and I have both reached the seventh rank."

A man dressed in white, except his face was even paler and he had dark circles under his eyes.

The man was riding a horse, with the head of the Yan family beside him, and behind the head of the Yan family were Yan Yi and Scar.

The head of the Yan family laughed: "I didn't expect to meet Brother Li Jin. It has been eighteen years since we last met. I am dead because of you."

White-faced Li Jin looked at Yan Yi behind him and said with a smile: "Is this your daughter? She looks exactly like you."

There was a hint of sinisterness in the eyes of the head of the Yan family, but he still laughed: "Hey, thanks to you, thanks to Brother Li."

Li Jin seemed to remember something: "Is your junior fellow apprentice still alive?"

The Yan family head's face changed slightly, and Yan Yi behind him suddenly said angrily: "How can you talk like that? Why are you cursing Uncle Lame? Uncle Lame is alive and well."

Li Jin muttered to himself: "Uncle Lame, that's right. It seems that his leg is injured."

The head of the Yan family hurriedly changed the subject: "Brother Li, why did you think of coming to Qinghe County?"

"Recently, there were some magical instruments left behind by the dead Demon Lord in Qinghe County, as well as some storage jade. I wanted to try my luck." Li Jin said with a smile.

The head of the Yan family nodded.

Yan Yi snorted coldly: "The water in Qinghe County is very deep, don't die in Qinghe County."

"Yan Yi, what are you talking about?" The head of the Yan family scolded, and then apologized to Li Jin: "Brother Li, my daughter is young, don't take it to heart."

Li Jin glanced at Yan Yi, but Yan Yi was not afraid at all.

Li Jin is a seventh-rank cultivator, and Yan Yi is an eighth-rank cultivator. Although Yan Yi's cultivation is a little low, she is not afraid of the other party. It's not like a seventh-rank cultivator has never fought before!
But Li Jin's eyes made Yan Yi feel a little cold. Li Jin was like a poisonous snake.

"Brother Yan, have you heard of Spring River Moonlit Night?" Li Jin opened a paper fan with a poem written on it, which was "Spring River Moonlit Night".

The head of the Yan family hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Although the head of the Yan family practiced martial arts, this poem "Spring River Moon Night" has already gone viral. What made the head of the Yan family even more concerned was that the person who wrote this poem was a small escort.

What surprised the Yan family head even more was that the person who wrote this poem was from his own escort agency.

The head of the Yan family was on a escort mission outside, and he only returned to the Qinghe County Escort Agency a few days a year. This time he returned to Qinghe County, he also wanted to meet Zhou Ping.

Why would a man who wrote the best poems in the world and an eighth-rank Buddhist stay in the Yan Family Escort Agency? This doesn't make sense!

“Brother Yan, tell me about this person.” Li Jin’s eyes lit up. “I have been stuck at the seventh rank of warrior for many years and have never been able to break through. But I didn’t expect that the Confucian cultivation has reached the fifth rank!”

The head of the Yan family was slightly surprised. He did not expect that Li Jin was already a fifth-rank Confucian.

Yan Yi was also slightly surprised. She didn't expect that someone like Li Jin was actually a fifth-rank Confucian.

Everyone has different talents. Some people may never reach the level of Confucianism even after studying for their entire lives, but if they study Taoism, they may be able to reach the level in one day.

Li Jin is one of these people. He reached the seventh level of martial arts ten years ago, but has never been able to break through.

Just over a year ago, a poem of Quiet Night Thoughts allowed Li Jin to reach the tenth level of Confucianism. He felt that he had some talent in reading, so he thought about giving it a try.

What Li Jin didn't expect was that he really had a talent for studying. In just one year, his Confucian cultivation reached the fifth level.

The purpose of cultivators improving their cultivation is to break through to the third level and achieve immortality. Since the path of a warrior is not easy, Li Jin plans to follow the path of Confucianism.

Li Jin is already at the fifth rank of Confucianism, and one level lower is the fourth rank.

The fourth rank is only a hair's breadth away from the third rank. Taking the Confucian path is more likely to lead to a breakthrough to the third rank and achieve immortality than taking the warrior path.

This is also one of the reasons why Li came to Qinghe County.

Spring River Moon Night has become popular, and he wants to discuss the problem with the author, perhaps he can use this to break through to the fourth level!
"Brother Li, I don't know the person who wrote this poem, but I have some connection with him. He is from my Yan Family Escort Agency." The head of the Yan Family looked at Scar behind him and said, "Scar, you come and tell this senior about Zhou Ping."

Li Jin's eyes lit up. He didn't expect that the person he was looking for had such a connection with the Yan Family Escort Agency.

"Brother Yan, I have a special connection with your Yan Family Escort Agency." Li Jin looked deeply at the head of the Yan Family.

The head of the Yan family smiled awkwardly.

Then Scar told Li Jin about Zhou Ping.

"Zhou Ping, the young escort, was lucky. He spent money to receive initiation at Jinhua Temple and reached the tenth rank. Later, by chance, with the help of a relic, he reached the ninth rank of Buddhism."

"Later, Jinhua Temple gave him the eighth-grade initiation."

"He almost died while escorting an escort, so he's a coward and doesn't want to go on long missions."

"As for writing poetry, I don't know how this kid can write it. Maybe he has a natural talent."

Scar's words were pertinent, but he didn't say much. He had a good relationship with Zhou Ping, but Scar didn't like Li Jin, so he didn't want to tell Li Jin too much about Zhou Ping's situation.

Li Jin asked, "What is his martial arts level?"

Scar frowned: "I haven't asked about this, I don't know what his cultivation level is. Maybe, maybe Uncle Lame will know."

The head of the Yan family suddenly frowned and asked, "Why does Uncle Bo know?"

Scar hadn't spoken yet, Yan Yi said with a hint of jealousy: "I don't know what's wrong with Uncle Lame, he's so concerned about this kid, and it seems that he's also turned cold to me because of him."

The head of the Yan family frowned. He knew how good the relationship between Uncle Lame and Yan Yi was.

Although the head of the Yan family is Yan Yi's father, he has been escorting and improving his skills since he was a child, so he seldom takes care of Yan Yi.

Yan Yi has always been taken care of by his junior fellow apprentice, Uncle Lame.

Yan Yi is closer to Uncle Bo than to her own father.

"I don't know what happened, but a few months ago, Uncle Bo stopped being close to me and became very close to Zhou Ping instead."

"He also said that I am very busy and cannot be with him to take care of him in his old age."

Yan Yi said helplessly. Although she said that Uncle Bo was alienated from her because of Zhou Ping, she could feel that Uncle Bo had other reasons for alienating from her.

Patriarch Yan seemed to be thinking about something. Li Jin, who was standing beside him, smiled and said, "Maybe he knows something else. Don't you think so, Patriarch Yan?"

(End of this chapter)