A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 311 Liu Zhonglai's Changes

Time passes day by day.

Everything is fine in the small town, quiet and peaceful.

After half a year.

"Master Wang, what do you think of the Tiger Head Gang that has recently appeared?"

In a restaurant, several middle-aged fat men in fancy clothes were discussing matters with each other.

However, they looked somewhat worried, and even though the table was full of delicious food, they had no appetite.

"Yes, the Tiger Head Gang suddenly appeared, and its influence has expanded very quickly. If we let it go, it will definitely seriously threaten the interests of our major families."

A man in a green fur coat said worriedly.

At this time, the man sitting at the top raised his head and asked sternly, "What are you going to do about it?"

After he finished speaking, a burly man immediately replied: "If we can join forces and combine the strength of our several major forces, we will be able to easily wipe out the Tiger Head Gang in one fell swoop."

"Yes, yes, it's enough for us to have a few families in the city. If other forces want to squeeze in, there is only so much food, how can they eat it?"

"Join hands...Join hands..."

Everyone echoed.

"Everyone, how much do you know about the Tiger Head Gang?" asked the man at the top with a frown.

The others slowly stopped and looked at each other, unable to say anything.

Seeing this, the man sighed softly and said, "A few days ago, I met the leader of the Tiger Head Gang. Although he was less than five feet tall, after fighting with him, I felt that he had extremely deep internal strength and was a strong man. I used all my strength to attack him but he didn't get any advantage, and he seemed to be at ease."

"What? Patriarch Wang, you have reached the third level of Qi Refining."

Everyone was shocked.

"So we have to think about this matter carefully. We need to first find out where this person came from and what he wants to do. If we start a fight, both sides will suffer."

"I didn't expect his strength to be so terrifying. This is all I can do for now. But why would such a martial arts master come to a small town like ours?"

These people suddenly became as weak as eggplants hit by frost, and their voices became much weaker.

……

"Alas, I still haven't broken through to the third level of Qi Refining."

At night, Liu Chonglai sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain. After the atmosphere around him calmed down, he slowly opened his eyes, feeling very disappointed.

Although he only had ordinary spiritual roots, with the foundation laid by Lu Luan, he raised his cultivation to the second level of Qi Refining in just half a year. He sneaked out tonight in an attempt to break through, but it seemed that he was too impatient and did not succeed.

"Although I failed, my cultivation has improved a bit. I'll try again in a month. As long as I can break through to the third level of Qi Refining, no one in this city should be able to pose a threat to me. I'll be less cautious when doing things in the future."

The small figure in a mandarin jacket and a black hat stood up and looked at the houses sleeping in the night at the foot of the mountain, with an indescribable look in his eyes.

Over the past six months, he has learned more about cultivation. He knows that cultivators must at least reach the fourth level of Qi Refining before they can fly, but there are no masters of this level in this small town.

Then he put his left hand behind his back and opened his right palm in front of him. A ball of extremely rich Qi appeared, and he muttered silently: "Strange, although I am only at the second level of Qi Refining, compared with the patriarch of the Wang family, my Qi seems to be much stronger than his."

This left him a little puzzled.

The Qingyun Heart-Questioning Technique is a yellow-level martial art. How can the quality of the true qi it produces be compared to the ordinary stuff produced by these small forces in the mountains?

For example, for several small immortal cultivation families in this city, their family treasures are nothing more than the Basic Qi Drawing Technique, which is not even of the highest quality.

When he began to make some progress in his cultivation, he would often sneak to the center of the town. He met several of the immortals whom he had admired so much before and even watched them fight.

A few days ago, I plucked up the courage to try it.

However, judging from the fluctuations emitted by the other party, he actually found that it was not much different from his own!

After watching the night view of the city for a while, he jumped lightly, and the whole person was like a light bird, moving down quickly and naturally.

Although he was only at the second level of Qi Refining, his true Qi had already opened up all the meridians in his body, and the high-quality true Qi had cleansed his flesh and blood, so his skills were now comparable to those of the martial artists with great martial arts skills in the secular world.

After more than ten breaths, he reached the foot of the mountain, but he was not in a hurry to go back. He took out a piece of black cloth from his body, covered half of his face, looked into the distance, and murmured: "Let's go and see how they are doing?"

Then his figure turned left and right and walked around in the narrow streets.

After a while, they arrived in front of the pavilion.

"Who?"

As he arrived, two figures attacked from the darkness.

Liu Chonglai's expression remained unchanged. Instead, he took a light step and leaped back two feet like a light swallow, avoiding the attack easily.

"Ah!"

The two men snorted lightly and continued to attack.

This time he did not dodge, but turned sideways, avoided the attack and stretched out his palms. After the two men screamed, they held their stomachs and rolled to the sides.

Those who practice martial arts go to fight with those who practice Taoism.

After seeing them defeated, several people rushed out from the darkness, each of them had powerful fists and feet, and they swung their weapons with great vigor.

But Liu Chonglai handled it with ease.

"stop!"

After fighting for a while, a shout was heard, and just after the voice, a seven-foot-tall burly man appeared.

He bowed to Liu Chonglai and said, "Meet the gang leader."

"Ah, it's the gang leader!"

The martial arts practitioners around were horrified and quickly half-knelt and bowed, "Boss, we were rude just now, please punish us."

Liu Chonglai took out a tiger-head mask from behind and put it on. He lowered his voice and said calmly, "I was also testing your strength. I am so disappointed."

His voice was extremely deep, like that of a middle-aged man who had practiced martial arts for many years. He was wearing a mask, so no one knew his face. None of these people knew that he was still a child of eleven or twelve years old. They just thought he was a short and strong man.

"Please help the master punish me."

Everyone said in a deep voice.

"Get up first."

After Liu Zhonglai said this, he walked into the house, and everyone followed slowly behind him.

Half a year later, he is no longer the same kid as before. After gaining strength, some things in his heart began to swell up.

Thinking back to the time when Lu Luan was this big, he was still running around in mortal towns with bugs.

After entering the house, everyone surrounded him.

Although their gang leader looked short, they did not dare to underestimate him.

One of them presented several silver bills and said respectfully, "Boss, this is the protection fee we received in the city in the past half month. After the brothers divided it, there is still a total of thirty taels of silver."

Liu Chonglai took it, looked at it for a few seconds, and said, "Our gang was established not long ago, and our foothold in the city is not stable. We should try not to provoke those big forces, and focus on those small vendors. Also, since they have paid the money, we must ensure that there are no troublemakers at their door."

He gave instructions bit by bit.

After embarking on the journey of cultivation, he deeply understood the importance of money, so by chance, he quietly taught a lesson to several martial arts masters who came to his restaurant to eat and dine for free.

So the idea of ​​establishing a gang came to his mind.

Thus, relying on his agile skills and strong strength, he gradually attracted a group of martial arts masters who were traveling around.

"Yes, sir." everyone shouted.

"Also, simply collecting protection fees is not a long-term solution. We need to quickly develop our own industry."

After giving a few more instructions, he turned around and left with the silver bill.

"Thirty taels of silver, not bad. The owner's small restaurant can't earn that much in half a year."

Looking at the banknotes in his hand, a smile appeared on his lips.

When they reached a secluded place, they took off their disguises and walked toward the yard where they lived.

"My Qi is now dense enough, but unfortunately I don't have any magical powers. After I break through to the third level of Qi Refining, I have to find a way to acquire one. This way, our strength will be greatly improved."

Feeling the inner energy boiling in his body, he had other ideas in his mind.

Although he doesn't have any magical powers now, he has the advantage of his martial arts skills, and his strength is comparable to that of a person at the third level of Qi Refining.

It was late at night, he tiptoed over the wall and quietly returned to his room.

……

early morning.

"Shopkeeper."

Liu Chonglai opened the door and walked out. Seeing Lu Luan walking in the yard, he bowed respectfully and greeted him.

Even though he is secretly the leader of the Tiger Head Gang who is feared by several major forces in the city, in front of Lu Luan, he is still the well-behaved waiter working in the restaurant, harmless to both humans and animals.

He knew very well that he had embarked on a very dangerous path. In order not to disturb the normal and ordinary life of his sister, the shopkeeper, and Brother Can, he usually kept a low profile. He even practiced secretly and went out to do things quietly.

He also secretly felt fortunate that the shopkeeper had not noticed his strange behavior over the past few months.