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

Chapter 424: Lightning Strikes Baomu, Mysterious Cat City (4000 words)
This sword-wielding magic cultivator seems to have a relatively high status in the southern magic world, and the secret contract in his mind is even more solid.

Li Qingpo used some tricks to read some key information from his soul.

"It turns out that there is a special magic treasure, the 'Sky-Seeing Mirror', which can reflect the weak points of the secret realm, and then break it with a one-time replica of another magic treasure, the 'Sky Hammer'..."

"It seems that there is a demon king in the late Nascent Soul stage behind each of these two spiritual treasures. Hiss, the demon sect in the south has actually united to this extent?"

Li Qing couldn't help but take a breath: "I wonder if the great masters on the Xiandao side know the information?"

Logically speaking, if he can catch the foundation-building demon cultivator who knows the inside story, then the more powerful True Lords and even Dao Lords must know it.

However, Li Qing was blessed by heaven, so it was possible that he was the only one who accidentally learned the top-secret information.

“Forget it. After we get out of the secret realm, I will write another letter to Xuan Gong and see how Master Chu Mu responds.”

Li Qing shook his head and burned the demon cultivator who died suddenly due to soul-searching with Nirvana Fire.

The magic sword was made of extremely high-quality material and was placed together with the previously seized magic knife, waiting to be re-refined in the future.

He landed in front of the collapsed cave, and with a flick of his long sleeves, the rubble parted, revealing a group of mortals and two Qi-cultivating monks who were protected by a magic barrier, as well as a number of unfortunate secret races.

As for the other Qi-cultivating demon cultivators, they were already killed by the aftermath of the fight.

"We greet this senior. We will never forget your life-saving grace!" A clever monk pulled his companion and knelt on the ground.

Li Qing scanned these people with his spiritual sense, but did not find anyone of interest in them, so he directly used the "Wu You Xuan Jing" to confuse their memories.

He used the "Gate of Heaven" as a minor magical power to lead the human race out of the secret realm, while the other races in the secret realm were allowed to leave on their own.

He had originally planned to come to the Huangsha Secret Realm after dealing with all matters related to the promotion to the blessed land. Now that the opportunity came, he saved himself some trouble.

He took out a strand of cat hair and cast a tracking spell on it. This was given to Li Qing by the cat-headed leader before they parted ways last time.

"call out……"

A hint of golden light appeared on the cat's fur, and it circled in the air and pointed to the left front of Li Qing.

"Found it!" Li Qing was shocked. He put the token cat hair back into the bag, then flew towards the target direction with the wind.

The omnipresent bone-cutting divine wind swept up the magnetic sand and gravel, whistling in the air.

During the foundation-building stage, Li Qing was still somewhat wary of this kind of natural disaster.

But now, the meditation imagery of the promoted tree shepherd seemed to be able to control the sandstorm, so he did not escape to the bottom of the desert.

Riding the wind and wandering in the vast universe made him feel happy and relaxed, and his mood became more relaxed.

This secret realm of yellow sand is wider than any other secret realm Li Qing has ever entered. Even the void treasure that holds the inheritance of the King of Light is narrower.

After flying for a day and a night, Li Qing passed by a rift valley.

Below the rift valley, there is a spring from which water gushes out, gathering into a gurgling stream.

Li Qing found a tribe of human-faced snakes below, but he did not find the group of human-faced snakes he encountered last time.

The two are just of the same clan.

Li Qing did not disturb them. After observing them for a while, he flew away.

In the next two days, Li Qing discovered some more secret races and found that they all lived a hard life.

Although this secret realm still has sufficient spiritual energy and has not reached the Dharma Ending Age, the environment is too extreme and is indeed not suitable for racial inheritance.

Li Qing would sometimes show up and help them dig springs with spiritual water, or plant some food to fill their stomachs.

These races would also report back to him some specialties, or tell him the location of some secret specialties and spiritual objects.

On this day, in a silver beetle tribe, Li Qing learned that a big tree a hundred miles away had been struck by lightning and burned down.

But the dead tree has stood for thousands of years. Even a second-level warrior could not shake its foundation. It was once revered as a sacred tree by many tribes.

However, after so many years, the holy tree has never shown any holy signs, and everyone's life is getting more and more difficult.

Over time, almost no one went to worship it anymore.

Li Qing chuckled and said, "Since no one is worshipping it, it must be ownerless. I want to see what kind of tree is so strong."

A distance of one hundred miles is not far for a fifth-level wizard.

Soon, Li Qing came to a valley.

This valley was once lined with green trees, but now there is only red Gobi desert and yellow sand flying in the wind.

At the bottom of the valley, there was a charred dead tree, ten feet tall, with all its branches and leaves scattered, leaving only the thick trunk and three main branches, still piercing the sky unyieldingly.

Li Qingfei landed under the tree and scanned the dead tree with his spiritual sense, only to find that the resistance was quite great and he could not penetrate it.

He frowned, and urged Taihao Palace to bless his spiritual consciousness. He also used the Moonlight Deer Meditation Method to assist, turning his spiritual consciousness into a needle and forcefully stabbed it into the dead tree.

"Roar……"

In a trance, a ferocious dragon roar echoed in Li Qingling's platform.

The Taihao Palace trembled slightly, emitting a cyan-gold light. The nine calves were also awakened and ran back and forth in the palace, helping Li Qing stabilize his spirit.

Li Qing was stunned at first, then he was surprised: "This is... Jiaziming Dragon Wood?!"

He took out the magic knife, blessed it with fifth-level magic power, and chopped it hard at the weakest part of a branch.

"Click..."

There are cracks on the branches.

Afterwards, the charcoal black attached to the tree trunk cracked little by little, revealing a layer of bark that was burnt but not black.

The bark had naturally died long ago, but you could still vaguely see dense, scaly protrusions stacked up like dragon scales.

Li Qing couldn't help but feel delighted: "It's really the Jiaziming Dragon Wood! No wonder the races in the secret realm can't do anything to it. This is a third-level spiritual wood that is known for its hardness."

The Huangsha Secret Realm produces the Jiaziming Dragon Wood. This is a fact that is well known to many forces around Xuefeng Lake.

After all, over the years, many second-level cultivators, including Sang Yuwan, have obtained the seeds of the Jiaziming Dragon Wood in this secret realm.

But this mature tree, even if it is dead, is definitely the first time I have discovered this one.

Li Qing walked around the tree and said, "If Brother Sang saw such a big Jiazi Minglong tree, he would be so excited."

He rested for a while, threw out a handful of seeds from the storage bag, nourished them with spiritual water and favorable wind, and then used Qingmu's minor magical power to make them grow.

"Hualala..." Under Li Qing's urging, the thriving green plants grew wildly with the dead tree as the center.

The originally compacted soil gradually collapsed under the movement of tree roots, turning into fine quicksand that flowed in all directions.

"Swish..."

As the quicksand disappeared, the roots of the Jiaziming Dragon Wood gradually appeared in front of Li Qing.

He looked down and saw that the tree roots were twisted and deep, and the tips had long since decayed, leaving a deep hole like a snake. Li Qing now understood why no race from the secret realm had planned to take this tree.

After all, even if we don’t know what kind of tree this is, just from the fact that a second-level cultivator cannot damage it in the slightest, the remains of the Jiazi Minglong wood is definitely a treasure.

However, before this, the tree had very deep roots, and was integrated with the surrounding valleys. It was difficult to shake it without moving mountains and seas.

After so many years, the tree roots could no longer withstand the ravages of time, which gave Li Qing an opportunity to take advantage of.

"It seems that as the blessed land becomes a success, my luck in the cultivation world is also rising. I can even pick up such leaks."

He smiled and quickly dug out the entire tree.

"Boom..." The uprooted dead trees fell down in the valley, stirring up even more violent sandstorms.

Li Qing had already mastered the Wind-Repelling Technique and the Dust-Repelling Technique, and with the help of the fifth-level witchcraft power, he easily avoided this disaster.

But looking at this huge thing, he was a little troubled. After all, he didn't have such a large storage device.

It is almost impossible to take this big tree out intact.

"Forget it, let's just divide it. We can't hope to transplant it anyway."

Li Qing shook his head, took out the magic knife and the newly captured magic sword, and began to split the Jiazi Minglong Wood with a "grunt".

But soon, he discovered that although the tree looked like a whole, many parts of it had been corroded and hollowed out over the long years.

As the charcoal black cracked bit by bit, many pieces of wood became hollow, their spiritual energy dissipated, and turned into ashes.

But there is good news.

The part of the upper part of the trunk that was struck by lightning, about half a meter long and three inches in diameter, is soaked in the breath of heavenly thunder. It is a very rare lightning-struck wood.

The Jiazi Minglong Wood is already very precious, and now it contains the energy of heavenly thunder, which is enough to be ranked among the fourth-level spiritual woods.

"Bang Bang Bang..."

Li Qing tapped the lightning-struck wood gently and said, "This treasure, if given to a third-level weapon refiner, should be able to be refined into a magic weapon, right? When you have time, you can go to Tanyuan Immortal City to visit Master Cao."

This lightning-struck wood is indeed of the fourth grade, but among the fourth-grade spiritual materials, it is not considered too high. If it is used to refine spiritual treasures, it can only be used as firewood.

On the contrary, if it is used as the main material in the refining of magical weapons, and combined with some third-level materials, the finished product can be said to be almost certain.

In the end, Li Qing harvested a piece of lightning-struck wood and four large sections of usable Jiaziming Dragon wood from this dead tree.

Li Qing did not let go of the remaining carbon black and even the rotten dust. He simply blew them up with the wind and put them into a storage bag, preparing to take them back to ferment spiritual fertilizer.

By the time the entire Jiaziming Dragon Wood was collected by Li Qing, the originally flat valley had now turned into a deep pit.

Li Qing Yufeng thought for a moment in the air, threw out the "Flipping Heaven Seal", and then added the "Xuanhuang Seal" minor magical power.

"Huhuhu..."

The "Heaven-Flipping Seal" that had been stimulated to the extreme and expanded to the size of a small hill fell from the sky, bringing up a chaotic airflow and smashing heavily on the nearby ridge.

There was a huge earthquake, and the entire valley, including the deep pit, was filled with rubble and gravel.

After the noise subsided, Li Qing retracted the "Heaven-Flipping Seal", took out the strand of cat hair again, and flew towards the cat-headed people tribe.

*
Half a day later, a demon cultivator in a black robe sneaked to the original location of the valley.

"Where am I, a tree so big?" The demon cultivator was a little dazed, looking at the filled-up deep pit and asking his soul-searching question.

He hit his forehead hard and found that he was not dreaming. He walked around the place for a long time and then let out a scream towards the sky.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

*
Li Qing tracked the trail using cat hair, and after another day and a half, he finally found the settlement of the cat-headed people.

He used the "Wu You Xuan Jing" to hide his figure and looked at that place from afar.

The entire cat-headed people settlement is actually quite civilized.

A hexagonal city stands, with a three-meter-high city gate on each side, carved with dragons and painted with phoenixes, very magnificent.

But strangely, all the doors were closed.

The cat-headed people entered and exited through a side door in the south.

The side door was less than ten feet high and had simple decorations. Compared with the main door, it was extremely shabby.

In the city, the houses where the cat-headed people live are close to the city walls. They are all one-story stone houses with flat roofs and no tiles.

Inside the stone houses, there are wooden palaces with high eaves, which look magnificent and solemn.

There were no people living in those palaces, and the doors were closed. But it was obvious that the cat-headed people cleaned them up from time to time, so there was no accumulation of dirt even in the desert.

Further into the core of the palace is a towering tower.

The tower had forty-nine floors, each about thirty feet high. On the top of the tower was a pure earthy yellow gem.

Li Qing looked at it from afar and felt a strong sense of crisis from the gem, but at the same time, he felt a sense of familiarity.

He frowned, and suddenly remembered something. He took out the identity jade token he obtained in the secret oasis and hung it around his waist.

Somehow, that sense of crisis gradually disappeared, and what surged into Li Qing's heart was an increasingly deep desire.

Li Qing stroked the jade pendant on his waist, feeling somewhat hesitant.

This jade token is extremely heavy in the hand, with a mysterious spiritual plant texture on the edge and a heavenly word "Earth" in the middle.

According to Li Qing and the other two's guess, this should be the disciple token of a powerful sect in the secret realm.

Combined with the attraction of the orb on the top of the tower, Li Qing thought to himself, "I'm afraid I have really encountered an ancient inheritance."

Considering that he knew nothing about it, Li Qing suppressed his desire, put the jade token back into the storage bag, pressed the cloud, and slowly walked to the south gate of the city.

"Who is coming?" A clear child's voice came from not far away.

Li Qing looked down and saw a two-foot-tall child with a cute cat head, standing with his hands on his hips and looking over here with his head held high.

But Li Qing didn't dare to treat him as a child, because the aura he exuded had already steadily entered the third level, which is the Jindan level.

He was shocked: Isn’t it said that all the races in the major secret realms have declined, and even there are few second-level strongmen?

Seeing the increasingly vigilant look on the cat-headed boy's face, Li Qing bowed slightly and said, "I am Li Qing, a third-level cultivator from outside the Secret Realm. Nice to meet you, fellow Taoist!"

The cat-headed boy was also shocked: "Isn't the secret realm closed? How did you get in?"

Li Qing did not respond to this question, but took out the strand of cat hair and said, "I was traveling in the desert last time and met a few friends at a trade fair. We had a good conversation and I got this strand of cat hair as a token of my love."

"So you are the one who got taken advantage of!" the cat-headed boy blurted out.

(End of this chapter)