The Legend of Qingpeng: Starting from the Costinus

We flew for almost a night.

As the sky gradually turned white, Li Qing finally arrived at the edge of the Wanshou Mountains, which was near the Golden Turtle Lake.

Inside an ancient tree, Li Qing looked at the stronghold from afar, observing secretly.

At this time, the number of monks coming and going became rare, and there were no longer many monks standing guard around.

Although the vigilance has been relaxed, it is difficult to judge what the situation is.

Fortunately, Li Qing was not in a hurry and continued to wait for a month.

The final conclusion was that this stronghold for fighting against the beast tide seemed to have gradually turned into a small market town.

Li Qing no longer had any worries at this moment, and he stood up and flew to the mortal world.

This time returning to the secular world is for the most critical part of the plan.

All he had to do now was find a mortal to help him complete his plan.

Li Qing's plan was simple. It was naturally impossible to go to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range to look for the demon-refining grass.

The only way is to find someone to buy on your behalf, and it must be a mortal so that it is easier to control.

There are also mortals in the market, especially the market near the Beast Taming Sect. Most of them are descendants or relatives of the sect's monks, so it is not surprising that Li Qing uses mortals to help with shopping.

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Seven days later.

Lujia Village.

A poor scholar was reading the knowledge in the book at home, shaking his head, and looking at the outside world, his thoughts suddenly drifted away.

Lu Liang, a scholar in his fifties, is still dreaming of getting a place on the imperial examination and becoming famous and wealthy. It's a pity that after taking the exam four times, he is still only a student.

The family was almost bankrupted by the need to support a scholar who did not work, and their lives became increasingly difficult.

Finally, with the passing of his old mother, Lu Liang had only one thing in mind, and that was to gain fame, fortune and status, to live up to his mother's expectations and his own years of hard work.

Li Qing stood outside, observing the person he had chosen in the house.

This person meets Li Qing's expectations exactly.

Being old means having rich experience and being calm in dealing with things.

Scholars represent literacy and understanding.

In the end, he achieved nothing, but he still insisted on studying the books of sages and writing eight-legged essays. It was obvious that he was unwilling to give up and longed to soar to the sky.

In Li Qing's eyes, there is only one label for this kind of people: having dreams and being easy to control.

As long as he is given a little hope, he will seize the opportunity at all costs.

Therefore, Li Qing fell in love with him at first sight within a few days of visiting this small village.

"it's time."

As it was getting dark, the scholar got up and prepared to cook a meal. He was the only one left at home and the food supply was getting less and less.

Looking at the few pieces of rice in the rice jar in front of him, Lu Liang could no longer hold back his tears.

He didn't know how to manage the daily necessities of life until his mother passed away, when he realized how hard it was to cultivate two acres of land by himself.

It turns out that the large amount of rabbit meat for every meal requires hard hunting with hunters in the dangerous mountains in order to get a share of the profits.

Just when Lu Liang was missing his mother again, a strong wind suddenly blew outside the house, making the doors and windows creak.

Lu Liang subconsciously looked up to the window, but saw a scene that horrified him.

He saw a huge white bird head appear outside the window, staring at him. The bird's deep, dark eyes were like the bottomless abyss, making people tremble when they saw it.

At this moment, Lu Liang was indeed trembling and collapsed to the ground. He was extremely frightened. He even forgot to run away and call for help. He could even hear his own heartbeat in his ears.

Looking at Lu Liang's miserable appearance, Li Qing knew that he couldn't scare him like this anymore, otherwise he might really pass out.

Li Qing stretched out a white jade claw towards the window and grabbed Lu Liang.

Looking at the huge claws in front of him, even though it was already pitch dark, Lu Liang could still feel the sharp coldness of the claws.

As his death was approaching, Lu Liang finally came to his senses and sighed in his heart, "Is my death date today? Mother, I am an unfilial child. I failed to pass the imperial examination and bring honor to our family."

Feeling that he had been caught, Lu Liang closed his eyes and waited for death.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

When he opened his eyes, Lu Liang saw a huge bird head in front of him nodding at him, as if asking him to look down.

Lu Liang immediately lowered his head and found a line of words written by the bird demon on the ground.

"Don't worry, my friend. I am Xihezi."

Seeing this scene, Lu Liang, who had just let go of his fear and waited for death, began to tremble in fear again, and even began to sweat coldly.

"This monster is so intelligent? It can't be a demon."

I recalled the miscellaneous books I had read in town. In the books, there were descriptions of demons and monsters who liked to skin people alive, refine their souls, and torture mortals for fun.

As Lu Liang thought about it, he began to get more scared. He originally thought he would just die, but now he realized that he might even suffer torture.

Feeling Lu Liang trembling in his claws, Li Qing felt helpless and began to wonder if he had found the wrong person.

Li Qing quickly crossed out a few words on the ground and began to write a new paragraph with his claws.

Originally, Li Qing wanted to use demonic energy to write words on the ground, which would have been more impressive. Unfortunately, the demonic energy of the demon clan was violent in nature, making it difficult to perform delicate operations.

Of course, one can also use spiritual thoughts to control some ordinary mud to write words, but the spirits of monsters are naturally weak, and they need to reach the second level before they can release their spiritual consciousness.

"I am a cultivator of the human race, or what you mortals call an immortal. I was seriously injured, so I attached a wisp of my divine consciousness to the spirit beast."

Sure enough, Lu Liang looked at the line of words written again on the ground and regained his sanity.

Looking at Lu Liang who was gradually calming down in his claws, Li Qing continued to write on the ground.

'I have come here only to find a destined person to help me heal my wounds.'

"Don't worry, I am from a reputable and upright sect. If you help me heal my injuries, I will give you a chance to become an immortal afterwards."

Lu Liang looked at the words written by the big bird monster on the ground and was deeply shocked.

"Could this be the opportunity mentioned in the book?"

Rescue the immortal and you will be blessed with good fortune!

Countless stories flashed through his mind, and Lu Liang began to get excited as he looked at everything in front of him.

"Defy fate and change your destiny!"

Thinking to himself, Lu Liang was already over fifty years old after all, he had seen a lot of things and read a lot of books. After knowing that his life was not in danger, he began to calm down.

"Master Rongbin, how can I help you?"

Li Qing felt like laughing when he saw the old man in front of him, with white hair on his temples and wrinkles that could kill a fly, calling himself a young man.

Gathering his thoughts, Li Qing continued writing.

"It's not difficult. You just need to buy some spiritual objects for me."

"Now I am being hunted by my enemies and cannot enter the market. I can only ask you for help."

"There are mortals in the market, so you won't be the focus of special attention."

As Li Qing was writing on the ground, Lu Liang also plucked up the courage to glance at the monster around him in the faint moonlight.

Its bright white feathers seemed to sparkle in the moonlight, its beak was also white, but the tip was flashing with a cold light, but its pair of dark eyes were terrifying.

Knowing that it was an opportunity, Lu Liang seemed to have put on a filter, and felt that the monster around him became ethereal, with white feathers and jade claws, like a fairy bird.

Looking at the words written by the white fairy bird on the ground, Lu Liang said hurriedly, "I will do whatever the fairy master tells me to do, as it is just to buy something and there does not seem to be any danger to his life."

As he said this, Lu Liang wanted to perform a great salute, but he found that he was still being held, so he had to give up.