Chapter 18 The Witch Cultivator Village

Lu Qingshan was somewhat surprised, and asked quickly: "Do you have a way to find Mi Mi?"

"No." Qin Yitian shook his head.

"Then you are..." Lu Qingshan was puzzled.

So what does that confident look of yours mean?

"Isn't this because you are here? I believe there is no difficulty, the young master can't solve it." Qin Yitian took it for granted.

"...you are really my sword." Lu Qingshan said with emotion.

"Hee hee," Qin Yitian chuckled, and once again turned into red light and melted into the Dragon Sparrow Sword, "Master, you have to remember, I'm just a sword."

Lu Qingshan: "..."

"If there is no other information, it can only be luck." Lu Qingshan murmured.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly had another idea. He patted the shoulder of the King West Mouse who was still mourning his lost red hair, "Where to go next, you set a direction?"

King West Mouse raised his head angrily, and casually pointed in a direction, "This way."

Lu Qingshan nodded, followed the direction pointed by King Xishu, and quickly disappeared into the forest.

Since it was a matter of luck, the direction chosen by the King of the Western Mouse as the Emperor of Europe should be the most suitable direction.

.........

After walking for a while, Lu Qingshan was sure that the location of Qingqiu should be in the depths of the Three Thousand Mountains.

The reason is that he met many third-rank monsters along the way, and even fourth-rank monsters.

In such a place, Lu Qingshan did not dare to act rashly.

Because I don't know what troubles will be caused by the movement of the shot, so in most cases, I can only avoid these monsters.

Occasionally, there are things that cannot be hidden. For example, at this time, there is a lair about three or four miles away from him, which is very hidden.

He didn't pay attention for a while, so Lu Qingshan ignored it. If King West Mouse hadn't reminded him, he might have to walk up to him to find out.

A giant spider lived in the lair. The diameter of its body was several feet, and its whole body was covered with green fluff, making people creepy. Its eight taupe eyes were shining faintly, staring at Lu Qingshan.

Obviously found Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

This is the Green Poison Spider King, a great monster in the fourth-rank realm.

But it seems that the Blossoming Spirit Flower has worked. The Green Poison Spider King obviously discovered Lu Qingshan, but he just stared at Lu Qingshan from a distance, motionless.

Until Lu Qingshan went far away, the green poisonous spider king did not attack Lu Qingshan.

"This blooming spirit flower is indeed miraculous, but I don't know its origin, and I have never heard of it before." Lu Qingshan lamented the miraculous effect of the blooming spirit flower.

With the protection of the Blossoming Spirit Flower, Lu Qingshan flew for half a day without any risk, and stopped in front of an inconspicuous hill.

The rocks here are rugged and the environment is very harsh.

There are a lot of withered and yellow branches and fallen leaves scattered on the ground. Just looking at this messy scene, it is obvious that there has been a battle here.

Lu Qingshan hastily released his spiritual sense to look at the surrounding environment, and after a while, his heart moved, and he walked towards the hill.

In front of the hill, Lu Qingshan waved his sleeve robe,

Roll aside the dead grass and branches and other sundries.

A human skeleton appeared in front of him.

It must have been dead for a long time.

"This is..." Lu Qingshan's eyes flashed brightly.

It's not that he has never seen corpses, and even killed a lot of monks with his own hands, so what surprised him was not the corpses, but because the white bones in front of him turned out to be the bones of mortals.

Because of the accumulation of spiritual energy, even if there are only white bones left for monks, they will still shine brightly, which is very different from the bones of mortals.

But the white bone in front of him was plain and gray, and there were even many green spots on it. It seemed that he had been poisoned by some kind of poison during his lifetime, and it was definitely not a bone that had been transformed by a monk.

In the depths of the Three Thousand Mountains, even he has to be careful and rely on the protection of the Blooming Spirit Flower bestowed by the Lord Qingqiu. How can a mortal break into it?

That can only show that this mortal is not an outsider, but most likely someone who has lived in it since childhood.

It must be the human village where the shamans gather!

Looking at the remains under his feet, Lu Qingshan's eyebrows were tightly twisted together.

It is impossible for ordinary people to leave the habitat too far, which means that there should be a human village near here.

If he finds a human village, he can use it to get some useful information, instead of being a headless chicken like this.

After pondering for a moment, Lu Qingshan got up, and with this white bone as the center, he searched around in a circle.

After half a day.

Lu Qingshan looked at the small village not far ahead, with a strange expression on his face.

It is really a very small village, with simple but solid wooden houses lined up one after another.

Lu Qingshan just scanned with his divine sense, and found out the general situation in the village.

There are nearly a thousand villagers, all of whom look very thin, with dark complexions, dark lips, as if they have been poisoned, and most of them wear a black turban on their heads.

In the village, there are a total of sixteen cultivators. These monks are not like the outside world, but live together with ordinary people.

However, among the dozen or so monks, the one with the highest cultivation is only the tenth level of Qi Refining, and is not a threat at all.

The strange thing is that there are more than a dozen monks in a small village of only a thousand people.

This ratio is quite high, and many big families may not be able to match it.

But what makes Lu Qingshan most incomprehensible is why a human village with only Qi refining monks can survive in such a dangerous 3,000 mountains.

According to common sense, these villagers should have been eaten as food by monsters long ago.

After thinking for a while, he couldn't figure it out, and Lu Qingshan stopped thinking about it.

Go up and ask, will you know?

Thinking like this, Lu Qingshan walked straight towards the village.

At the entrance of the village, he was stopped by the vigilant villagers.

This is a middle-aged man, looking at Lu Qingshan warily, "Who are you?"

The accent is a bit heavy, but the language is still a common language of the human race, and there are ways to communicate normally.

"I'm from outside the mountain. I lost my way in the mountain. I saw a human village here. I want to come here and ask for directions. Is it convenient?" In the situation where the strength is absolutely crushing, although Lu Qingshan's words are still polite, but But there are not too many taboos, blunt disregard.

Hearing what Lu Qingshan said, the middle-aged man looked Lu Qingshan up and down a few times, and said in a low voice: "You mean, you came from outside the mountain?"

Lu Qingshan nodded.

A strange expression appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and he turned sideways, "Come with me, I'll take you to meet our village chief."

It was very logical and did not encounter any difficulties, which made Lu Qingshan a little surprised.

At first, he was afraid that troublesome people would come out of the poor mountains and rivers to force him to use force, but he didn't expect that it would be so smooth.