Immortality begins in the Great Wilderness Grotto Heaven

Evil!

This is evil spirit.

Almost the instant that pale figure touched his body, a chilling aura spread out.

The chill came suddenly, like a bucket of icy water being poured over one's head.

Zhou An could clearly feel his body gradually becoming numb.

"what!"

However, at that moment, the piercing scream turned into a cry of terror and quickly receded into the distance.

At the same time, a scalding heat began to rise from Zhou An's chest.

My vision, which had been blurry, became clear at that moment.

He looked down.

A faint red light could be seen flickering within the gray clothing.

Talismans.

It is an exorcism talisman hidden in the chest.

"As expected, carrying this talisman with me was the right thing to do."

Zhou An took out a yellow talisman from his inner robe. The runes on it were shining brightly, like dragons and snakes in the ink, and they emanated a warm aura in his hand.

He looked up.

The white figure that had been sent flying by the exorcism talisman transformed into a withered and sinister old man.

Although this old ghost was not a physical entity, Zhou An could still see obvious fear in its resentful eyes.

"If you don't want to leave, then stay here."

Seeing the old ghost still lingering a few steps away, Zhou An took a deep breath, bent his knees, and sprang into the air.

He clenched his fists, and his internal energy erupted like a tiger descending a mountain, slamming a punch fiercely at the old ghost in front of him.

Humans are three parts afraid of ghosts, but ghosts are seven parts afraid of humans.

Instead of constantly guarding against this elusive old ghost's sneak attacks, it's better to take advantage of the exorcism talisman's effectiveness now and directly strike at his evil deeds.

Upon arriving in front of the old ghost, Zhou An gathered all the vital energy he could muster into his right fist.

His powerful qi and blood made his fist incredibly hot, and like a heavy hammer, it slammed into the old ghost's chest.

"Bang!"

Despite being an invisible and illusory body, Zhou An could clearly feel a resistance coming from his fist the moment they made contact.

"what!"

He stared intently and saw the old ghost in front of him fly backward with a scream.

The already ethereal form became even more transparent.

Especially on his chest, where he had punched him, a faint dent from the fist could be seen.

"The power of qi and blood is indeed effective, but my power of qi and blood is too weak to kill it directly."

Zhou An's heart stirred, and recalling the chilling aura from before, he immediately understood the reason.

Evil spirits belong to Yin, while Qi and blood are like Yang.

The two are inherently mutually restraining.

However, judging from the current situation, it would take dozens of punches to completely kill this old ghost.

Fortunately, he had better tools at his disposal.

Upon realizing this, Zhou An, having just finished testing his qi and blood strength, immediately grabbed an exorcism talisman and headed straight for the old ghost in front of him.

Looking at the exorcism talisman flashing red light, the latter's resentful eyes cleared with fear.

Before Zhou An could get close, it transformed into a wisp of green smoke and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Seeing this, Zhou An snorted coldly and looked up into the dark alley.

The sense of being watched from the darkness was still there, but the chilling feeling of being pricked on the back had clearly diminished.

The same principle applies to evil spirits and ghosts: "Kindness is often taken advantage of."

Otherwise, the people living in the shantytowns wouldn't have survived until now.

Zhou An breathed a sigh of relief and hurried towards the outer city with a sense of wonder.

Compared to the chaos of the shantytowns, the streets in the outer city are noticeably smoother.

Zhou An dared not be careless. Holding the exorcism talisman, he ran all the way back to his house before he could relax.

"Knock knock!"

Zhou An knocked on the door three times long and one time short.

"Who?"

"It's me, Dalang."

Before long, the door opened, and Guan Qiaoqiao appeared, holding an exorcism talisman in one hand and an oil lamp in the other, looking nervous.

Zhou An smiled slightly, holding an exorcism talisman between his hands.

Seeing this, Guan Qiaoqiao breathed a sigh of relief and quickly welcomed Zhou An in.

"My friend treated me to drinks, so I came back a little late, but I managed to borrow the money, a total of 23 taels of silver."

Keep these 13 taels for household expenses; I'll use the rest to pay off debts in a while.

Back inside, Zhou An took out some silver and handed it to Guan Qiaoqiao.

"It's good that you're back."

Guan Qiaoqiao sniffed lightly, and after confirming that Zhou An smelled faintly of alcohol, she felt a little relieved and spoke.

"I'll go boil some water for you to wash up."

"It's too late today, let's do it tomorrow."

Zhou An shook his head, turned around, and went back to his room.

Having just fought two major battles, all he wanted to do was rest.

"My strength is still too weak. Although I have become a Blood Refining Warrior, I can deal with some ordinary people, but it is far from enough to deal with evil spirits, let alone demons."

Lying on the bed, Zhou An thought of the old ghost he had met in the shantytown, and his eyes flickered.

"I wonder if a martial artist who has undergone one or even two transformations in their Qi and Blood could kill these evil spirits with a single punch?"

The next day, at dawn.

Guan Qiaoqiao got up and cooked as usual.

However, she had just stepped outside when she heard a series of crackling sounds coming from the yard.

Zhou An, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit and shorts, was like a tiger awakened from its slumber, and he threw a powerful punch.

"Bang!"

In an instant, the air exploded, making a sound like firecrackers.

[Fuhu Fist: (Dacheng 35/500)]

"I got hungry after only four rounds of punching."

If you want to improve your Qi and blood cultivation as quickly as possible, ordinary meals probably won't be very effective.

"I'm afraid only the martial arts school's secret tonic soup can help me improve quickly."

Thinking of this, Zhou An frowned, and memories of the martial arts school from his previous life surfaced in his mind.

The secret tonic soup of Zhengyang Martial Arts School is called Guiyuan Soup. After taking it, it can greatly enhance the martial artist's qi and blood strength, and its effect is far greater than the ox blood soup he took during his treatment.

However, this kind of secret tonic soup is very expensive, costing a full 8 taels of silver for one bowl.

The money he received yesterday was simply not enough.

"We need to find a way to make money, but before that, we need to go to the Chang Le Gang."

The Peng Boss that Fang Shi mentioned might not be much, but the leader of the Chang Le Gang was a martial artist at the second stage of Qi and Blood Transformation.

Let's pay them back for now to avoid them continuing to harass us.

With this in mind, Zhou An, after having breakfast, said goodbye to Guan Qiaoqiao and headed straight for the shantytown.

Before long, the familiar street appeared before his eyes.

However, at that moment, Zhou An's gaze suddenly narrowed.

A group of people dressed as yamen runners were seen surrounding a household.

Through the gaps in the crowd, Zhou An saw a stiff corpse being carried out amidst the cries of the family.

"It's him!"

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