The immortals of the two worlds started from farming and refining pills.

Chapter 147 Where does the evil spirit come from? Waste of natural resources (Request for full order)
With Li Qing's cultivation at the third level of foundation building, he used all his strength to activate his spiritual fire ability. How could a mere demon bee that had not even reached the second level be able to stop him?

He casually cast a few alchemy spells and eliminated the evil spirit around the queen bee. After a while, the queen bee was refined by the spiritual fire and sealed in the jade bottle.

The art of alchemy is profound and extensive. Li Qing naturally has the ability to transform monsters into useful ones.

"These are peak first-order monsters. Although they are small in size, they are all essences. It is worth the trip."

Li Qing collected the beehive that was split in half. Naturally, all the demon pupae inside were refined to death and put into a storage bag.

"Huh? What is this?" Li Qing's spiritual sense moved slightly, and he found a small stone in the beehive.

The stone was stimulated by the divine consciousness and actually emitted extremely pure demonic energy, which then invaded Li Qing.

"Hiss——" Li Qing took a breath and directly cut off the spreading spiritual consciousness.

The evil spirit lost its target, and after tumbling around for a while, it shrank back into the pebbles.

Li Qing thought for a moment: "Could it be that this swarm of bees was infected by this stone and turned into monsters?"

The Qingxia Secret Realm has been around for a thousand years and opens every ten years. Monks from all generations have encountered this kind of bees.

Although this thing is ferocious and eats meat, it is still a spiritual beast. There must be a reason why it suddenly turned into a monster.

"The question is, who brought this small stone in?" Li Qing pondered in his heart, "Those who came in are all cultivators in the early and middle stages of Qi training. It is impossible for them to get close to this beehive..."

He avoided the stones and searched carefully, but found no clues.

"Forget it, let's leave it like this for now." Li Qing shook his head, took out a jade bottle, sealed the small stone in it, put a jade box on the outside of the jade bottle, and sealed it tightly.

He carefully took out an empty storage bag and placed the jade box in it. Then he stood up and continued to search for the essence of the rosy glow.

Suddenly, a familiar fluctuation of magical power caught Li Qing's attention.

He immediately reacted: "Aoki Homitsu? It's Li Lang!"

Half a month after entering the Qingxia Secret Realm, he has met most of the Li family members, but has not seen Li Lang.

Sensing his trace this time, Li Qing hurriedly followed the fluctuations of magic power, concealed his body, and flew away with the wind.

In a flourishing green lotus, Li Lang waved his hand and released a green wood light, forcing back the two masked cultivators.

The Dharma light floated slowly and transformed into the shape of a water lily in mid-air, while supporting the Dharma sword that was stabbed at him by another cultivator.

"Boy, if you know what's best for you, hand over the lotus pod. We can still give you a chance to live!"

Another casual cultivator laughed strangely and smashed the water lily transformed by Li Lang's magic light with a hammer.

"We can't give the lotus pod to them!" A female cultivator in green clothes and red ribbons, who was seriously injured, said angrily behind Li Lang, "These guys have already killed one of my nephews, they will definitely not leave us alive."

Li Qing looked down from a high altitude and judged from the fluctuations of his magic power that this girl should be Niu Xinjing's junior. As to whether she was a daughter or a granddaughter, he couldn't say for sure.

At this time, the situation on the field was tense.

Six robbery cultivators besieged Li Lang. The injured female cultivator not only failed to provide any help, but also hindered him.

Not far from the battle circle, a headless corpse sank into the water. The bright red blood spread out, attracting many shrimps and crabs for food.

Li Qing frowned and did not rush to intervene. He just used his spiritual sense to scare away the shrimps and crabs, thus preserving the dignity of the deceased.

"Li Lang's compatibility with the Qingmu Yanming Zhenjie is quite high, isn't it?" He was a little surprised, "He has reached the realm of the Dharma Yuanling so quickly."

In the battle circle below, Li Lang's breath was about to run out, and the green wood Dharma light that protected his body also collapsed.

A robbery cultivator quickly seized the opportunity, took out a talisman from the late stage of Qi training, and threw it towards Li Lang: "Die!" "You are the one who deserves to die!" Li Lang's eyes were bright, and the Qingmu magic light that had just dissipated was condensed again.

The Dharma light turned into a spike of dragon blood rice and swept away the half-activated talisman in the nick of time.

Then, he took out a magical hoe for growing spiritual plants and smashed it on the man's head.

This Jie Xiu thought that the talisman would work, but he was not prepared for Li Lang's sudden attack and was hit by the hoe, and his head instantly cracked into a broken watermelon.

"Well, who did they inherit this fighting style from?" Li Qing thought of the previous battle with Li Zhuang and couldn't help but hold his forehead.

Seeing that Li Lang was at the end of his strength, Li Qing no longer hesitated and was about to take action to kill the remaining five people.

Suddenly, a short dragon roar was heard in the distance.

Li Qing didn't need to turn his head, he knew from the voice that it was the female cultivator from Yanglong Lake who had contracted the red-horned dragon loach.

This female cultivator acted swiftly and decisively. With a single sweep of her spiritual sense, she was able to distinguish between friend and foe: "Daoyou Ao Qiu, please lend them a helping hand."

Ao Qiu shook his head, opened his mouth and spit out a stream of dragon flame, burning towards the most ferociously fighting cultivator.

"Ah! It's the killer star from Yanglong Lake!"

When a robbery cultivator saw this, he didn't care about his companions and flew away on the wind.

Then came the second and the third.

In the blink of an eye, the two Tribulation Cultivators who had not escaped were burned by Ao Qiu's dragon flame and turned into torch men.

They screamed and fell into the lake below, rolling around. After a while, they were burned to death.

"Thank you, Brother Sang, for saving my life!" Li Lang brought the injured female cultivator forward to thank him. "I am Li Lang from the Li family of Qinghe Valley, and this is Niu Lirong from the Niu family of Xinghua Village."

The female dragon cultivator nodded slightly: "I am Sang Qiongying from the Sang family of Yanglong Lake, nice to meet you two fellow Taoists!"

Niu Lirong exchanged a few words of greeting and then went to collect her nephew's body with a sad face.

Li Lang took out a yellow lotus pod and handed it to Sang Qiongying: "I cannot repay you for saving my life. This is something we three found by chance, please accept it."

Sang Qiongying smiled cheerfully: "How can I be a person who wants to repay a favor? It's just a matter of convenience, so you don't have to be polite, fellow Taoist."

Seeing that the two of them were having a pleasant conversation, Li Qing naturally would not show up. He turned around and caught up with the three fleeing Tribulation Cultivators, and directly transformed his true essence into thunder, chopping them into charcoal.

When he returned to the battlefield, Li Lang had already peeled open the lotus pod and taken out nine lotus seeds.

"In my opinion, this lotus seed is a first-class spiritual plant, which has the wonderful function of nourishing spiritual consciousness."

"There are three of us, each of us will get three. It's good whether we eat them or try to grow them at home."

Seeing that it was hard to refuse the kindness, Sang Qiongying had no choice but to accept it.

Niu Lirong shook her head fiercely: "It was me who caused trouble for Li Daoyou and caused my nephew's tragic death. How can I have the nerve to share this treasure?"

Li Qing ignored their modesty and quietly scanned the opened yellow lotus pod with his spiritual sense. He sighed, "A good lotus that is close to the second level has been picked before it matures and turns green. It's really a waste of natural resources..."

Of course, Li Lang couldn't be blamed for this. After all, if he didn't pick it, it would only benefit those Tribulation Cultivators.

At this moment, the sky in the southern part of the secret realm was filled with rosy clouds, and seven or eight rays of light essence appeared at the same time.

(End of this chapter)