The Legend of Qingpeng: Starting from the Costinus

On the other side, Li Qing had already appeared in a deep mountain forest. He used huge ancient trees to hide his body and then set up a formation.

I don’t know if it’s because of the spiritual energy in this world, but the trees and mountains are all very big.

Although Li Qing's body was nearly 140 feet tall at this moment, as tall as a mountain, as long as he lay on the ground, these trees would be like grass and could cover his body.

And this place is already a hundred miles away from the Netherworld Abyss.

Although Li Qing had already understood the situation of the Netherworld Abyss, he also knew how to find the soul-stirring evil spirit.

But he still needed to prepare. After all, he had been traveling for three consecutive days and he needed to recover.

By the way, ask the blood demon about the weaknesses and attack methods of the ghosts, so as to know yourself and the enemy as much as possible.

When you enter the bottom of the Netherworld to collect the enchanting evil spirit, you will be competing with the third-level ghosts for the resources for cultivation. You will definitely encounter a fierce battle, but you can deal with it calmly if you are more prepared.

If he rushes forward without knowing anything, it is not his style. If he does so, he won't know how he will die in the future.

When a cloud of fog appeared, Li Qing was able to stretch his body.

For some reason, this place is all flat. The closer you get to the Netherworld, the less vegetation there is, to almost none. It is not easy to find a place with so many ancient trees.

Having already prepared for hiding, Li Qing immediately took out the blood-colored jade pot that sealed the blood demon from the newly refined Qingyu bag.

As soon as the jade pot came out, the blood demon inside could be heard roaring:

"Junior, where have you been? Why did you call me out so late? The Nawu magic weapon you refined is really dark inside, and there are some blood mist flies..."

Hearing the Blood Demon's incessant chattering, Li Qing suddenly felt a headache. He really didn't know how long the Blood Demon had been sealed to become such a chatterbox.

Seeing that Bloodseeker had no intention of stopping, Li Qing could only interrupt:

"Senior, this time it's urgent!"

"Xiao Peng was originally harvesting food in the human battlefield, but was discovered by a human Yuanying cultivator. Now he has fled to an abyss, but it is full of troublesome evil spirits."

"We are safe for now. Senior, please teach Xiaopeng how to deal with evil spirits."

After hearing what Feng Peng said, the Blood Demon calmed down and immediately looked around.

I saw that it was surrounded by ancient trees and there were formations set up around it. The sky was clear and it looked like it was in the abyss.

The Blood Demon also felt helpless towards this Wind Peng.

During this year, every time the monster asked him a question, he would use some lame excuses, the kind that people could easily find the flaws in.

There were a lot of reasons for taking him into Qingyu, such as going out to find food, there were enemies in the outside world, a fourth-level monster was attacking, and he needed to escape.

But when he came out later, he found that it was still in the same place, without even any signs of a battle.

Originally, the Blood Demon wanted to tear the Wind Peng apart because he didn't want to stay in the spirit beast bag, but he seemed to be deaf to it and remained the same.

The Blood Demon seriously suspected that this monster had a secret, which might be the reason why he was able to possess such a high intelligence at such an early age.

However, because his intelligence is new and he has not experienced much, his attempt to hide the secret makes him seem even more suspicious.

It really makes Mo wonder if this monster is stupid. Everyone knows the truth, but he still does all these unnecessary things.

The Blood Demon no longer wanted to care whether what Feng Peng said was true or false, and answered immediately:

"Young man, are you already in the Netherworld?"

"That place is not simple. There is a space crack underneath, connecting to a ghost country in the underworld."

"This crack was created by a sword immortal ten thousand years ago when he was fighting with someone. It's a pity that such a strong man still couldn't escape death in the end."

"As for the ghosts among them..."

During Blood Demon's explanation, Li Qing was somewhat surprised at the origin of the Netherworld Abyss. The crack in the abyss, which was a hundred miles deep, was actually cut out by a sword.

What happened ten thousand years ago that such a powerful swordsman would be killed by someone?

Curiosity drove Li Qing to ask questions, but the Blood Demon did not stop and started explaining things related to ghosts.

Following Blood Demon's explanation, Li Qing also learned about the ghosts' weaknesses and methods of attack.

Ghosts are extremely yin and evil, and are extremely afraid of extremely yang and strong magical powers, such as thunder and fire magic.

Therefore, the thunder tribulation is more difficult to overcome than that of the demon race. Under such difficult circumstances, those who can cultivate to the fourth level or even higher are all ghosts with great opportunities and great luck.

Or those cultivators at a high level, because they failed in overcoming the tribulation, would think quickly and dissolve themselves into the world of ghosts to start over again.

However, the ghost body from now on is like a newborn. Although it still has some cultivation, it does not have any memory of the past.

Unless one possesses this kind of suicidal secret method of overcoming the tribulation and can retain some of the memories of his previous life, this can be considered an alternative rebirth.

As for the ghosts' means of attack, most of them act on the soul, which ordinary cultivators find difficult to guard against.

This also made Li Qing take it seriously, because this demon soul was a weak point for him.

The demon souls of the demon race are weak in the early stages. If he encounters any means that can attack the demon souls, he might be in danger.

Although he had once absorbed the imprint of Feng Peng's will in his blood, and received feedback from it, his demon soul became stronger.

But such enhancement is only stronger than other ordinary monsters or cultivators.

Compared with this kind of ghost that specializes in playing with souls, he is not as good as others.

What's more, he has no means to protect the demon soul.

Li Qing could only think of a countermeasure by combining the methods he had at hand.

As for asking the Blood Demon to teach him some secret techniques for dealing with ghosts, he had never considered it.

He had tried this before during this year, hoping to get the secret techniques or other means of the demon race in the hands of the Blood Demon for free again.

But the Blood Demon kept silent every time. Apart from the method of purifying blood he mentioned last time, he had never come up with another secret method.

Li Qing understood that if he didn't go to the Blood Sea Secret Realm, the Blood Demon would not give him any other benefits.

But he was not disappointed. He was already lucky to get the method of pure blood for free, not to mention that he could ask the Blood Demon for advice on his experience over tens of thousands of years.

This time the knowledge about ghosts is an example. These things are actually what Li Qing needs most.

After all, he had been in the world of cultivation for too short a time and did not understand many things.

The only knowledge in his head was taught by Xihezi, but Xihezi was only at the foundation-building stage. How could his knowledge compare with that of the blood demon beside him who had lived for tens of thousands of years?

If he hadn't had the Blood Demon to ask for advice this time, he might have encountered a third-level ghost after entering the Netherworld and would have fallen flat on his face.

After thinking for a long time, in this situation, Li Qing finally thought of a method that he had kept in his hand until it was almost moldy: the Yin Thunder Pearl.