The Legend of Qingpeng: Starting from the Costinus

In the air, Li Qing was holding Lu Liang and flying towards the market near the Beast Taming Sect.

Li Qing kept his soul-detecting eyes open the whole time on the road. Although the beast tide was over and things were not so chaotic, there was no guarantee that a cultivator would suddenly appear on the road, shouting, "Demon, die."

His image at this moment was not very good. He had huge wings, sharp eyes, and was holding a mortal in his hands. He looked like a man-eating beast.

There was no other way. In order to get on the road as quickly as possible, he could only grab Lu Liang and fly at full speed. The journey was long and there were many things to do, and he didn't want any accidents to happen.

Fortunately, the spirit-detecting eye is very useful. This magical power is becoming more and more indispensable to him. It can detect the area within the field of vision like spiritual consciousness, and the consumption can also be adjusted.

It took three days to fly across thousands of miles. This time, Li Qing gave Lu Liang enough time to rest to prevent him from looking too embarrassed.

At this time, it was only two hundred miles away from the city, which was very close.

Li Qing landed and let Lu Liang sit on his back. He held on to the feathers on his body to avoid falling, and his speed slowed down when he took off again.

Just like this, Li Qing flew slowly, and the market town gradually appeared in his sight.

It was a city-like building, covering a vast area that stretched as far as the eye could see, and was surrounded by clouds and mist.

In the middle of the city is a high mountain named Qingsong Mountain, which has a third-level spiritual vein. The mountain is named after a spiritual material called Qingsong Ironwood that is abundant in it, so the name of the market town is also called Qingsong Market.

Of course, this was Li Qing's perspective. In Lu Liang's eyes, there was no city at all. He only saw a fog, and outside the fog there were many dilapidated huts.

There are also many buildings outside the city. Those are the houses built outside by poor independent cultivators in order to save the entrance fee.

The entrance fee is not a one-time fee. As long as you are in the market, you have to pay spirit stones every day.

There is a third-level spiritual vein in Qingsongfang City. Even if you don’t buy a house in it, you still need to pay to stay there.

This is also to prevent some casual cultivators from sleeping on the streets and getting the spiritual energy for free, and by the way, they can also cut the leeks of poor casual cultivators.

Of course, you don’t have to pay. As long as you rent a courtyard or cave in the market, you can get a residence order and you won’t be charged this fee in the future. However, the rent is more expensive for independent cultivators.

In mid-air, Li Qing slowly landed at the entrance gate of Qingsongfang City. The gate was extremely large, and it was not crowded despite the coming and going of people. There were also many monks riding on birds and beasts, so a bird and a person were not out of place.

Lu Liang jumped off Li Qing's back, tidied his hair, and walked naturally towards the gate to enter.

But two guards stopped him in front of him, and one of them said coldly: "You need to pay two spirit stones to enter the market."

Facing the two guards in the late Qi Refining stage, Lu Liang snorted arrogantly, threw out a jade bottle in his hand and said, "Get me a residence order."

After saying that, Lu Liang stopped talking.

This was specially designed by Li Qing. As the saying goes, the more you talk, the more mistakes you make. No matter how good the performance is, the flaws will be exposed. But it would be a different story if you let others imagine it directly.

As long as you don't speak, your identity depends entirely on the imagination of others.

The two guards were not annoyed to see a mortal in such a posture. They opened the porcelain bottle calmly, and the strong evil spirit inside instantly emanated, accompanied by a strong smell of blood.

After a quick look, he realized that this was the blood of a high-level demon beast, which was very valuable in the Beast Taming Sect.

Not only can it be used to make talisman ink for the third-level talismans, but if used properly by the disciples of the Beast Taming Sect, it can also help monsters increase their bloodline potential.

Seeing that there was a first-level perfect bird demon following this person, the two guards who originally had indifferent expressions instantly took this person seriously.

One of the guards was still looking at Lu Liang, but suddenly a voice was heard.

"My fellow Daoist, I will lead the way for you. To apply for a residence permit, you have to go to the Foreign Affairs Hall set up by our sect in the market town." One of the guards said immediately, and returned the porcelain bottle to Lu Liang with both hands.

The other one was filled with regret when he saw his companion reacting so quickly. If he had served this man well, he might have received enough rewards to last him a year.

A mortal holding a bottle of third-level monster blood and followed by a first-level perfect monster bird must have a very important background. He might be the direct descendant of a great Jindan monk.

There is never a shortage of such mortals in the market outside the mountain gate of the Beast Taming Sect. Once upon a time, a man was given the cold shoulder by a mortal, so he angrily taught that person a lesson. In less than half an hour, he was killed by a Jindan cultivator who came rushing over, and no one dared to say anything.

However, the guard reacted quickly and sent a message to his companions, and his expression looked better.

Lu Liang looked at the guard in front of him with satisfaction, nodded arrogantly, and signaled him to lead the way.

The guard led the way respectfully in front. When we walked into the city gate, there was a circle of fence on the left, which was used by the monks to place large mounts and pets.

There are many large monsters among them, all of which stay inside obediently. Some of the mounts are equipped with fancy decorations. You can tell how showy their owners are by looking at the mounts' attire.

There are no animal pens in other markets, only the Beast Taming Sect has such facilities.

Since spirit pets generally resist being in spirit beast bags, the monks of the Beast Taming Sect rarely keep them in them all the time, so there are animal pens.

This has therefore become a great place to show off one's own spiritual pet, just like showing off sports cars in the previous life. The spiritual pets and mounts of the Beast Taming Sect's disciples are also their appearance. Having a good spiritual pet is considered a superior person in the Beast Taming Sect.

"Hello, fellow Taoist. I am Wang Ming. This is the animal pen, where the mounts are kept." The guard next to him introduced diligently and also introduced himself calmly, as if to leave an impression.

Lu Liang just nodded without saying anything. He just glanced at the white monster bird following behind him, and the monster bird walked in obediently.

Wang Ming, who was standing next to him, was secretly amazed:

"As expected of him, he has a background. A mortal can control a demon beast. Maybe he has cultivated the demon beast since childhood and used it to protect this mortal. How rich must he be?"

Looking at the appearance of the demon bird in front of him, with white feathers and jade claws, and an extraordinary handsomeness, not to mention the grade of its bloodline, its appearance alone is quite extraordinary.

This made Wang Ming even more attentive, and he introduced the surrounding shops as he walked along the road: "This is located in the north of the city, and is the most prosperous section of the market."

In the busy street, Lu Liang just nodded from time to time, and seemed to be indifferent to other things.

But the things before him were actually very new to him, and there were many people on the street hawking their wares like ordinary people.

Li Qing watched the two people walking away from the animal pen. Everything was the same as he had guessed. He was even more impressed: "As expected of a monk guarding the gate, he has good foresight."

On the other side, not long after walking, the two passed by a shop opened by the Beast Taming Sect. After listening to Wang Ming's introduction, Lu Liang showed a little interest.

"Oh? From what you said, there are quite a few good things for sale?" Lu Liang finally spoke.

Wang Ming's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said, "The Wanbao Tower is actually opened by the sect. There are countless treasures in it. Why don't you go in and take a look?"

Wang Ming asked cautiously.

He has a lover who works as a receptionist there. If he introduces this second-generation immortal to the place and buys a few things, he might get a very generous reward.

Lu Liang asked calmly, "Do you have any second-level demon-refining grass? My mount is almost at level two, and I need it."

"Yes, yes, how about we go in and take a look?"

Hearing this, Lu Liang thought for a moment and said, "That's fine. I finally got to visit friends with my grandfather, so I can buy some things as gifts."

After hearing Lu Liang's words, Wang Ming pondered the information and became more enthusiastic. He immediately walked aside to lead the way.

"Come out with his grandfather? Judging from this man's age, his grandfather might be a Jindan cultivator, and he might be in the Beast Taming Sect now."

As he entered the Wanbao Tower, Wang Ming immediately winked at Kun Xiu, one of the guests who was receiving the guests.

When the Kun cultivator saw Wang Ming coming in with a mortal, he didn't care at first, but after seeing Wang Ming's look, he immediately walked forward enthusiastically.

Lu Liang didn't notice all this.

"Sir, do you need to buy something?"