The Legend of Qingpeng: Starting from the Costinus

Golden Turtle Lake.

tree hole.

Li Qing lay in the bird's nest, looking at the sky outside boredly.

Half a year has passed since I moved here.

The same life is repeated every day. Without the classic plot in novels where the protagonist does something strange every two steps, it is a bit boring.

This made Li Qing sigh again: "Sure enough, as long as you are careful enough, even the lowest class can have meat every meal."

At this time, another orifice had been opened in Li Qing's body. According to the human race's cultivation level, he had already reached the second level of Qi Refining, but for the demon race, he was still a rookie in the early first level.

“There’s still a long way to go.”

Having completed the fishing mission today, Li Qing had nothing to do and could only think about falcon life to pass the time.

In his daily fantasies, he also fell into self-doubt. Without the golden finger like the protagonist in the novel, could he really keep practicing and finally stand at the top?

These questions from the depths of the soul often emerge.

Fortunately, Li Qing has never been greedy. The peak of the first level is also the peak, and the crushing of IQ is also crushing. At that time, he can still say that he is invincible in the same level.

These negative emotions never left a trace in Li Qing's heart, but loneliness enveloped him.

Woohoo!

Li Qing was thinking about what to think about today when he suddenly heard the sound of horns resounding through the clouds from outside.

"This is?"

Before Li Qing could think about the origin of the voice, a voice from the depths of his soul sounded, it sounded like a whisper, like a mother's gentle call.

As the sound came out, Li Qing's body moved involuntarily, as if he wanted to get up and follow the source of the sound.

Li Qing realized something was wrong, and suddenly came to his senses, and his body was back under control.

At this time, outside, the mountains were shaking and the earth was trembling, and the sound of beasts galloping could be heard. Li Qing hurriedly and carefully stuck his head out to check.

When the spiritual eyes were opened, one could see all the monsters outlined by demonic energy rushing in one direction. The scene was truly spectacular.

"Tide of beasts?"

This scene made Li Qing involuntarily think of the biggest event in Shuzhou, which was also what Xi Hezi emphasized.

Looking more closely at the aura emitted by those monsters, most of them are of the first to second level, all of which are monsters whose intelligence has not yet fully developed and whose animal nature is dominant.

Li Qing was thankful that he was sane enough to withstand the sound of the horn. Although his strength was weak, he was still a smart demon.

You have to know that the beast tide is like a large meat grinder, and even Jindan monks may perish.

"Didn't they say it happens every hundred years? Why did it come so quickly this time?"

Li Qing was full of doubts and then retreated into the tree hole.

"never mind."

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, so Li Qing decided to lie down in his nest obediently.

On the other side, the field of vision stretched upwards. Looking down from the sky, one could see the endless mountains. Every thousand miles there was a third-order monster with a jade horn in front of it. It was surrounded by demonic energy and emitted huge horn sounds.

The summoned monsters collectively rushed towards the place where humans gathered outside the mountains, like a huge tide.

The monks who were still hunting rare and precious beasts in the Myriad Beasts Mountains all began to flee in panic when they heard the huge noise. During this period, many monks were caught up and could only die in hatred when faced with millions of monsters.

And those small markets that were built along the spiritual veins and close to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range were destroyed in the blink of an eye. Only some markets founded by Jindan forces are still struggling.

This huge beast tide came extremely quickly and without any warning at all.

However, each beast tide that attacked the human forces was led by a third-level monster. In just one day, all the forces below the Jindan level near the outskirts of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range were wiped out. Even the surrounding areas of the Beast Taming Sect were affected, suffering heavy losses. This efficiency was obviously premeditated.

Fortunately, the Beast Taming Sect reacted later and quickly summoned all the forces in Shuzhou to form an Anti-Demon Alliance to jointly fight against the beast tide. They also issued a reward list, and those who joined the Anti-Demon Alliance could exchange their merits for rewards.

This also made many independent cultivators excited, as many of the rare treasures and martial arts inheritances on the list were extremely precious.

In the past, all of them were monopolized by the big forces, and it is only in the current situation that they are willing to reveal a part of them. However, even this little bit is enough for independent cultivators to risk their lives for.

After half a year of this, many roaming monsters in Shuzhou were cleared out. The human race in Shuzhou finally recovered, recaptured many spiritual places, and drove the monsters back to the vicinity of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range.

Afterwards, outside the edge of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, a stronghold was established every thousand miles to fight against the beast tide. A third-level formation was built on it. There were a total of seventeen strongholds, which surrounded the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range in Shuzhou.

The beast tide in the early stage was the most dangerous. In the past six months, countless monks had died at the hands of beasts.

Wuhe Mountain.

This is a sacred place about six or seven hundred miles away from the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range. Due to its special environment, it is occupied by the Beast Taming Sect and is specifically used to cultivate rare and precious herbs.

There happens to be a stronghold between Wuhe Mountain and Wanshou Mountain Range to block the beast tide, so this place is considered very safe.

On the top of the mountain, courtyards were lined up side by side. One of the courtyards was built in the corner, and Xiao Chong slowly finished his work.

"After six and a half years, I have finally reached the late stage of Qi Refining."

Xiao Chong looked contentedly at a brass basin in front of him, in which two talismans were floating.

"The twentieth second-level teleportation talisman has also been copied."

Xiao Chong was delighted. He took the two talismans in the basin and threw a dark purple bead into the basin.

Touching the storage bag, Xiao Chong finally felt a little safe.

After leaving the retreat room, Xiao Chong came to the courtyard, sat on a chair, drank tea leisurely, took out a few soul-feeding pills in his hand and fed them to a white crane beside him.

If this situation was seen by the monks who were fighting against the beast tide on the front line, they would probably go crazy with jealousy.

Xiao Chong was originally going to be assigned to the front line, but luckily, his master happened to be promoted to the Golden Elixir stage, so he was arranged by someone with ulterior motives to be in charge of the medicine garden.

You don't have to go to the front line. This is the most coveted task in the sect right now. People without background will not be able to get it no matter how many spirit stones they have.

His master had just been promoted and needed to consolidate his cultivation, which was a very good reason, so he also avoided the beast tide, but he only gave him one year.

In the eyes of outsiders, Xi Hezi can be said to have extremely good luck.

During the trip, he obtained various rare treasures, successfully formed a pill, and happened to avoid the most dangerous period of the beast tide.

Even if he came out later, the worst that could happen was that he would go to a stronghold where a defensive formation had already been established, and rely on the formation to resist the monsters that attacked from time to time. With the formation, his safety was completely guaranteed, and even the way of refining weapons that his disciples learned could be easily mastered.

All these things attracted the attention of the sect's supreme elder who was in the Nascent Soul stage.

There has never been a shortage of talented cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation, and luck is the most important thing for a cultivator.