Unlike human monks, one of the characteristics of monster beasts is their rough skin and thick flesh. With Li Qingfeng's current level of cultivation, he can only cast low-level spells such as water arrows, ice cones, etc. If these spells are used against rough-skinned monsters, they may only be able to damage but not kill them - this will only further anger the opponent, as most monsters are quite violent.
If it arouses a crazy counterattack from the monster, then with Li Qingfeng's current small body, he will not be able to eat and walk around, but at least he will have to pay some price.
Therefore, Li Qingfeng decided to explore the road by himself first. If it was really an ordinary low-level monster, then he would deal with it easily; if he felt it couldn't be beaten, he would retreat first and call Li Qingqing back to deal with it again. Li Qingqing's Flame Dragon is not a vegetarian. Just relying on its intelligence, if it really took action, Li Qingfeng would probably not be his opponent.
No matter what, this matter cannot be left alone. Putting aside the possible threat of monster beasts, wherever there is a monster beast's lair, there must be spiritual energy or even spiritual veins. No matter what it is, it will be helpful to Li Qingfeng.
Just do what he said, Li Qingfeng called Li Qingdong and asked him to take him to find the creek. It was not yet noon, so the two of them ate something casually, took some dry flour cakes and water and walked towards the valley.
After walking for more than ten miles and almost half an hour, Li Qingfeng and Li Qingfeng were not out of breath. After all, they were no longer mortals. It was late autumn now, and the weather was slowly getting cooler. Li Qingfeng wiped the sweat from his forehead, which was not much, thinking that winter would come in two months, and it was about time to change some bedding and make some preparations.
Just as I was thinking about it, I could already hear the sound of rushing water in my ears. Li Qingdong pointed, turned his head and said, "Third cousin, the creek is right in front. Just walk along the creek."
Li Qingfeng nodded and followed him, and Li Qingdong was also happy to do so. Rather than sitting in the yard meditating every day, he prefers to go out and walk around. Of course, it would be best if he could catch one or two prey.
Unlike the place where Li's yard is located, the flowers and plants here are denser and greener. There are also some broad-leaved trees standing one by one, stretching their limbs toward the sky. Li Qingfeng followed Li Qingdong over a rock covered with vines and moss, and saw the creek Li Qingdong mentioned.
The creek is not deep and crystal clear. The half-human-high stream flows down the rocks, splashing water and forming vortexes. A breeze blew by, blowing water mist onto Li Qingfeng and Li Qingfeng. Although it was already noon, the warmth in the two people seemed to be gone when the wind blew.
Li Qingdong closed his eyes, took a deep breath, breathed it out after a long time, opened his eyes and jumped off the stone. Li Qingfeng also jumped down, walked to the creek, stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of water.
There is no evil spirit in it.
Li Qingfeng nodded slightly, splashed water on his face, and asked Li Qingdong to continue along the stream toward the source.
Next, every time he walked for a while, Li Qingfeng would stop to scoop some water with his hands to feel if there was any evil spirit in the stream. However, the stream has always been clean and there is no evil spirit present.
Animals of all sizes can be seen by the stream from time to time. There are groups of small fish and shrimps in the stream. Li Qingfeng and his wife can see clearly from above. In front of Li Qingfeng, Li Qingdong didn't dare to speak, but he secretly exclaimed that it was a pity - they came out specifically to find the source of the creek, so naturally they didn't bring any hunting tools.
In front of Li Qingfeng, Li Qingdong couldn't show his cousin's majesty at all, and was even a little afraid of him. Some time ago, he saw that two children, Li Qingzhu and Li Yuming, came back to practice, and he felt a little itchy. He ran back in the name of cultivation, but spent more time exploring and hunting in the valley, which is why he was able to find this stream.
As they went deeper, the road became increasingly difficult. Rugged and strange rocks are everywhere, and Li Qingfeng has to fly a short distance with Li Qingdong from time to time - Li Qingdong has not yet entered the Qi training stage and cannot use Qi control yet. The stirred up stream turned into mist and lingered in the air, blocking their vision. Li Qingfeng's eyes were already filled with a little purple light - this was the magic eye magical power he had practiced in his previous life. Its full name is called "Purple Cloud Breaking Demonic Eyes". He usually used this skill to launch divine soul attacks. Law.
Finally, when Li Qingfeng and Li Qingfeng stopped at a giant fallen tree, Li Qingfeng finally felt traces of evil spirit in the stream here.
This demonic energy was extremely weak, many times weaker than the spring water Li Qingdong brought back. Ordinary monks in the Qi training period will never be able to feel it, but the "Ruoshui Jue" practiced by Li Qingfeng has some unique methods of using spiritual consciousness, which can expand the range of spiritual consciousness to a very large extent, but detect very few things; also Or the scope of the divine consciousness can be reduced to an extremely small size. On the contrary, it can be meticulous. In the scope of the divine consciousness, no slight change can escape his detection.
He raised his head and glanced at Li Qingdong, showing some doubts. Li Qingdong understood it at a glance, paused and said hurriedly: "It's not far ahead, where I fetch water."
Hearing what he said, Li Qingfeng nodded, simply squeezed the magic formula with his hand, grabbed him, and flew up. Although it had been mentioned several times, Li Qingdong still screamed in shock, but there was only shock in his eyes, not much fear. After flying for a while, even this last bit of fear disappeared, replaced by excitement and yearning.
Li Qingfeng looked at him and smiled slightly. He knew what was wrong with Li Qingdong. After all, he grew up in a farm family, had no ambition, and was not very keen on cultivating immortality. Perhaps the only thing I'm passionate about is hunting, exploring, or that sense of freedom. Therefore, Li Qingfeng wanted to let him experience the freedom and pleasure of flying in the sky. After all, he is a person whose character has been initially recognized by him. Li Qingfeng hopes that he can become his right-hand man, instead of being relaxed and forced to practice by himself every day.
At this moment, Li Qingdong shouted loudly, and the sound echoed in the valley, stirring up flocks of birds.
"That's the crevice there, and I got the water under there!"
Li Qingfeng looked over after hearing this, but from an aerial perspective, what they saw was not a crack in the rocks, but a small hole. The cave was so dark that nothing could be seen clearly.
If you look carefully, you can see that mountain spring water is gurgling from the entrance of the cave. Li Qingfeng took Li Qingdong to the ground and walked to the place where he said he fetched water. He reached out and picked up some water, and his consciousness slightly penetrated.
It has a demonic aura, just like the spring water at home.
Li Qingfeng looked up at the place where the water flowed out - looking in this direction, it was a stone crack more than six feet long. He squinted his eyes and seemed to have found the right place.
