Zhou Qun is a casual cultivator, and about forty years ago, he followed his father from Limeng Island to enter Binhaifang City, and has never left since, becoming one of the many casual cultivators in Binhaifang City.

He and his father were not originally casual cultivators, but monks from a Qi refining family named the Zhou family on Meng Island, although the entire family had less than fifty monks, but fortunately, their family was located in a remote area, with poor resources, and there were not so many fights, and they had been so steadily continued for dozens or hundreds of years.

This continued until their family discovered a citrine nearby mine, which was a precious refining material, and in Zhou Qun's impression, it was the key to their family's demise.

That year, he had just broken through the first level of Qi refining and officially entered the ranks of monks.

But he was greeted by a bitter battle.

Countless attacking spell attacks landed on the family's guardian circle, emitting all kinds of light.

At the same time, there were countless voices of all kinds coming in from outside the guardian circle, including the sound of wielding magic weapons, the excited shouts of monks, and the roars of unknown demon beasts.

These things were composed together, like a black cloud, and they were unstoppably pressed towards Zhou Qun.

Zhou Qun saw that the patriarch was leading the clansmen to maintain the operation of the guardian circle with all their might, and kept directing the monks of the family to replenish the spirit stones needed for the magic circle, while at the same time he looked anxiously concerned about the offensive outside.

Although the family had exhausted the strength of the whole clan, the guardian circle was broken by the monks outside after only lasting less than an hour, and in an instant, dozens of strange monks rushed into the family station and rushed in front of the clansmen.

Zhou Qun sensed a deep malice from them, and he stepped back a little frightened, while his father pulled him back, and at the same time took out a knife-like magic weapon from the storage bag.

While telling him that he couldn't retreat, his father cast a second-order defensive talisman on him to protect his whole body.

The defensive light curtain turned into a second-order spirit rune gave Zhou Qun a little sense of security.

What followed was a melee of monks, but it was not actually a scuffle, there were two foundation building monks among the monks who attacked the family station, and there were more than thirty monks above the middle stage of Qi refining, and the huge cultivation suppression made the family unable to fight back at all.

In just one face, the defense line organized by the family was crushed.

The patriarch and more than a dozen elders escorted the three juniors, including himself, to break out. At the same time, he loudly ordered to abandon the family station, and all the clansmen fled separately.

The large-scale fireball technique illuminated the night like day, and Zhou Qun saw many familiar elders lying in a pool of blood, saw the heads of the clansmen being cut off with a sword, and saw the family's most precious treasure pavilion being looted.

He followed the team in a daze, and it was his father who pulled him.

But apparently some of the monks were not ready to let them go, and chased after them, including the monk who was suspended in mid-air.

Cutting the grass must be eradicated is the first truth that Zhou Qun learned.

When the group of monks caught up, the patriarch could not avoid it and led the rest of his clan to meet them.

Zhou Qun saw that the elders around him all took out magic weapons and rushed forward, and countless resentments were also gathered in Zhou Qun's heart, he shouted, ready to rush forward with the clansmen, and he also carried the aura in his hand to release the wind blade technique he had just learned.

However, he didn't succeed, his father took advantage of the chaos to pull him back, and then ran in the opposite direction, and when he ran, he also released an earth spell, condensing a tall earth wall, blocking the back road of the clansmen, including the patriarch, and the eyes of the clansmen who found this scene were full of differences, and then showed unbelievable anger, he was betrayed by the clansmen.

However, these clansmen did not last long, because the back road was blocked, and then they were solved by the monks of the foundation building period who arrived like chopping melons and vegetables.

Zhou Qun was carried on his father's shoulder, he had never seen his father move at such a fast speed, and what surprised him even more was that his father abandoned his clan and fled. His mind was in disarray, and by the time he regained consciousness, he was already on a large ship, surrounded by the endless sea.

The whole family was left with him and his father, and at this time his father sat next to him, with no expression on his face.

Zhou Qun wanted to ask him why, but he couldn't open his mouth, just silently grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly with his hand.

The ship sailed to a land he had never set foot on, and when he stepped on this land, he was still in a sense of unreality, and in a short period of time, his family was destroyed, and he followed his father to become a monk in a strange land.

For the next twenty years, he lived with his father.

The taste of casual cultivation was extremely uncomfortable, and he and his father often fell into the embarrassing situation of having no spirit stones to cultivate, so they had to enter some dangerous places again and again, risking their lives to hunt demon beasts in exchange for spirit stones for cultivation, and sometimes hunting lone monks.

But even so, their situation was not much better, until one day a masked sanxiu approached him and his father, saying that there was a way to earn spirit stones.

After that, Zhou Qun knew that this way was to go to the caravan of the Black Wind Ridge to rob the family monks.

It was dangerous, of course, but under the pressure of survival, he and his father decided to go anyway.

The first time, his father didn't let him go, but went by himself, and when his father came back, he brought back three hundred spirit stones.

After that, Zhou Qun participated in several such raids, and although there were casualties each time, fortunately, he and his father were fine.

Until one time, his father was directly hit by a second-order spirit rune cast by a family monk during that raid, and was seriously injured, and soon after returning to Marina City, it was his final moment.

Before he died, his father handed him the storage bag, and then said: The collapse of the family is the fault of the patriarch, and he has advised him not to covet citrine, but he will not listen. And when he learned that there were monks coming to attack, he knew that there was a huge gap in strength between the two sides, but he still naively thought that he could defend it by gathering the strength of the whole clan of monks and guarding the array. After being finally defeated, he should have let his clan flee for their lives as soon as possible, but he wanted to escort the three juniors with the most elite strength of the entire clan. If those elite clansmen can escape, our Zhou family may not have a chance to rise again.

Zhou Qun's last words when he heard his father were that he would never forgive the patriarch, even if it was the eldest brother of his mother's compatriots.

Zhou Qun dealt with his father's funeral, and then opened the storage bag that his father left for him, and he found a dark green bead from it, this bead was quite peculiar, and there was no spiritual power fluctuation at all.

He thought that the bead might be a treasure, but he tried many ways to no avail.

It wasn't until a year later that by chance, he opened the bead and discovered the space behind the door.

Zhou Qun thinks this is his chance.

He built a small wooden house in that mysterious space, and then opened up five acres of spiritual fields, and after buying a book on spiritual plants, he began to study how to grow spiritual medicine.

But he really didn't have the talent of a spirit planter, and the first-order spirit grass he planted died without exception, and in the end, he could only plant the best surviving spirit valley, Rao was like this, and with his ability, he could only plant five acres.

This frustrated his initial idea of planting spiritual objects in exchange for resources.

Then he changed his mind.

He set his eyes on the treasure ship trade of Binhaifang City to Limeng Island every four years, and this time the Ghoul Sect allowed Sanxiu to pay a certain amount of spirit stones with the ship.

There is a lack of Linggu on Limeng Island, and you can use the mysterious space to raise a batch of Linggu in Binhaifang City to sell on Limeng Island. In this way, you can earn the difference in price, and you don't have to pay the spirit stones for the goods to be transported to the Ghoul Sect.

Subsequently, Zhou Qun collected Linggu in the major grain stores in Binhaifang City, but because he didn't have many spirit stones, he didn't make much money by going out to trade for the first time, but this made Zhou Qun see hope, which proved that this path was feasible.

Subsequently, every four years, Zhou Qun would use the mysterious space to help him transport the Spirit Valley, and he could earn more and more spirit stones each time.

But it was just a little regrettable for him that the Ghoul Sect only launched treasure ship caravans for trade every four years.

Although there are usually sporadic treasure ships that travel between Limeng Island and Binhaifang City, they are the treasure ships of the major families, and they are not allowed to be scattered.

Zhou Qun thought that he would also build such a treasure ship in the future.

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After going on like this for more than twenty years, Zhou Qun finally relied on the spirit stones raised by this method to pile up his cultivation to the eighth layer of qi refining.

This year, he stocked up on the Spirit Valley in major grain stores to prepare for the next trade, but a loose cultivator found him again.

It was still a long time before the next trade, and he had already refined qi at the eighth level, even if he couldn't beat it, he could escape, with this thought, Zhou Qun joined the Black Wind Ridge's scattered cultivation team again.

In fact, Zhou Qun had already realized that he could meet his cultivation needs with only the annual trade of the Ghoul Sect, but the thrill of killing when he participated in the looting made him a little obsessed.

Over the next few years, he took part in several more such raids, each time with great success.

Once, on the way back after looting, he also found three spirit bamboos in Heifeng Ridge, he dug these three spirit bamboos out, tried to plant them in a mysterious space, and planted them next to the cabin he built, but he didn't expect them to survive.

This kind of cultivation life was uneventful, and Zhou Qun had already begun to dream of the realm of the ninth layer of qi refining.

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He was lying on the top of a cliff, next to him was a casual cultivator like him, watching a group of family monks dressed in black robes come in, he felt a little uneasy in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen, but the ghost made the god worse, he still rushed to this group of family monks with the others.

Then came the battle he was familiar with.

But the situation after that was different from his previous raids, although there were three Qi Refining Cultivators on his side, the monk in the leader of the other side was surprisingly strong, and he actually dragged down the high-end combat power on his side alone, which made the original plan a little twisted and turned.

But the subsequent development was even more unexpected to Zhou Qun, the other party's original old monk who was dying and old suddenly broke out, instantly killed the two Qi refining eighth-layer cultivators who were besieging him, and then rushed to the other party's leader to assist.

So in the blink of an eye, the three Qi Refining Ninth Layer cultivators on their side died and fled, and the situation was reversed in an instant.

The first thought in Zhou Qun's heart was to get out of the battlefield as soon as possible, so he consciously fought and retreated, approaching the edge of the battlefield.

But maybe it was his bad luck, the strongest Qi Refining Ninth Layer cultivator on the opposite side chose to chase and kill him.

He only took the opponent's two sticks, and then he was knocked off the magic weapon in his hand, and then he was swept into the body by the third stick, and he fainted as soon as his consciousness turned black.

When he woke up again, his hands were already tied, and there were three scattered cultivators beside him, all of whom were sealed with spiritual runes used to seal them, and then put them aside at will.

After that, he saw a fat man walking from the black team not far away.

As the fat man walked, he took out a decapitation knife that was higher than others, Zhou Qun instantly realized something, he wanted to scream, he wanted to tell the other party the secret of the mysterious space in exchange for his own life, but the other party's means of banning were very thorough, not only sealed his spiritual power, but even his own tongue could not move.

The three casual cultivators next to him obviously also noticed the fat man who was getting closer and closer, they felt like death was getting closer, they looked flustered, kept struggling, and made a "babbling" sound.

But this was obviously of little use to the fat man in front of him, Zhou Qun saw him cut off the heads of the people next to him one by one, and he was the last.

Zhou Qun struggled forward, trying to seize the slightest impossible chance to survive, but he only leaned forward, and his face fell into the muddy soil that was very muddy with blood.

Smelling the smell of blood coming out of the dirt, Zhou Qun felt that his brain had never been so clear, and he could even distinguish the faint smell of rust emanating from the blood.

"Hey, blood used to smell like this. ”

What Zhou Qun saw with his last gaze was the fat man's indifferent expression and the light of the knife he slashed at his head.

At the last moment, Zhou Qun thought of his uncle, thought of his father, and thought of the night when the family was destroyed forty years ago, and the smell in the air of that night in his memory was so similar to what it is now.

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At this point, leaving the Zhou family on Mengdao, the last survivor of this Qi refining family also disappeared from this world.