At noon, Magu found a forest and stopped the carriage.
Lu Qing found a huge rock nearby, jumped on it and sat down cross-legged.
His mind quickly immersed in the Qiankun Qi Bag.
The old doctor stood by to protect him.
At this time, the plague gourd in the Qiankun Qi bag was emitting waves of powerful energy, trying to break free from its restraints and escape.
However, as a spiritual weapon with space and wind attributes, one of the most powerful abilities of the Qiankun Yiqi Bag is suppression and restraint.
Not to mention that the plague gourd itself is damaged, and it is an ownerless object with no one to control or activate it.
Even if it is intact and full of power, it will be difficult to break free from it for a while without someone urging it.
However, Lu Qing also stored a lot of things in the Qiankun Yiqi bag.
Although when he put the plague gourd away, he was proud to suppress it in a separate place.
But if it messes up inside recklessly, it may still destroy the things inside.
"Old man, don't waste your energy. You can't do anything in my magic weapon."
As Lu Qing's mind was immersed in it, the suppressing and restraining power in the Qiankun Qi bag suddenly increased.
The plague gourd, which was still struggling and trembling slightly, was suddenly suppressed and could not move at all.
Seeing that there was no hope of breaking free, the Plague Gourd simply stopped struggling and returned to its calm.
However, it did not make any other movement. It just stayed there quietly, like a dead object.
Lu Qing emitted a wave of spiritual fluctuations: "Old man, you kept struggling in there, weren't you just trying to attract my attention? Why are you pretending to be dead now?"
The Plague Gourd remained silent, as if it had not heard Lu Qing's words.
Seeing this, Lu Qing didn't tolerate it.
"Since you are pretending to be dead, then wait for ten or eight years in prison."
After saying this, he wanted to withdraw his mind.
All of a sudden, the creature inside the plague gourd could no longer sit still.
If Lu Qing really wanted to trap him here for ten or eight years, without the nourishment of spiritual energy, I'm afraid his true spirit would really be destroyed.
After enduring for tens of thousands of years, he finally waited until the day when spiritual energy revived. He absolutely did not want to fail.
"Wait a minute, my friend, we can discuss this slowly. Why are you so impatient?"
"Old man, are you finally speaking?" Lu Qing smiled, but his tone was not very friendly. "I thought you were so stubborn that you would keep pretending to be dead."
"My friend, why are you so aggressive? I have no grudge against you. You keep saying evil things to me. Isn't this the bearing of a cultivator?"
"No grudges or hatred?" Lu Qing sneered, "Old man, have you been in this broken gourd for too long? Is your brain not working well?
Weren't you hostile to us earlier and almost hurt my master?"
“That was really a last resort. I don’t want to be an enemy of you guys, but as a weapon spirit, I have no control over everything. My life and death all depend on the master’s thoughts.
Qi Changfeng wants to be your enemy, but how can I, a little spirit being refined, disobey the orders of my master?"
The being inside the gourd said with a sigh.
"Really?" Lu Qing sneered even more, "You're pretending to be innocent, but, old Plague, do you really think no one can see through you?
You abandoned your body and took over the spirit of your own magic weapon, lingering on for tens of thousands of years before you had the chance for your spiritual energy to revive again.
Would you be so willing to be refined by a small innate realm?
In my opinion, Qi Changfeng is just a puppet bewitched by you.
You pretended to be refined by it, and then took the opportunity to deceive the Qi family and start a plague in Fengzhou.
This is how you cultivate the plague energy and restore yourself, am I right or not?"
"How did you know?!"
These words immediately caused the plague gourd to shake.
The existence inside was extremely shocking.
Not only was it that Lu Qing told him his plan exactly as it was meant to be, but also that Lu Qing actually knew his true identity.
You know, when he took over his own spiritual weapon, no one saw it.
Such a secret matter was suddenly revealed by someone.
How could he not be horrified?
"Who are you?"
The being in the gourd could no longer remain calm and asked anxiously.
"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is, old Plague ghost, I know all your details. No matter how you play tricks, it's useless to me." Lu Qing said in an inexplicable tone.
But invisibly, it put tremendous pressure on the existence in the gourd.
He originally thought that with his mysterious identity and tens of thousands of years of experience, it would be easy for him to control and bewitch a young boy.
But now he suddenly realized that his true identity had already been seen through by others.
But he knew nothing about the other party's background.
My heart suddenly became a little flustered.
However, it is an ancient being that has lived for tens of thousands of years.
The being in the gourd was only confused for a moment, but soon regained his composure.
He thought for a moment and said frankly: "I didn't expect that you knew my background. Yes, I am the old man with the plague.
I wonder which old friend is next to you, can you let him/her come out and chat with old friends? "
Yes, the old man with plague reacted immediately and thought that there must be someone similar to himself around Lu Qing.
There is an old fellow who lived tens of thousands of years ago and, like himself, survived the terrible Five Calamities of Deterioration and survived to this day.
Otherwise, he would find it hard to believe that Lu Qing, a young boy, could see through his whereabouts.
And he knows his own identity and origin so clearly.
Is it the spirit of the Qiankun Yiqi Bag, or some old monster with the same soul as him?
"You want to trick me, old Plague ghost? Don't be so wishful thinking!"
Seeing that the old man with plague seemed to have misunderstood something, Lu Qing did not argue but instead ridiculed him.
"You are not qualified to ask him to show up!"
"Boy, don't be so arrogant!"
Seeing Lu Qing calling him an old ghost all the time, the old man with plague finally couldn't stand it anymore.
"Since you know my identity, how dare you be so presumptuous! Didn't the person next to you tell you about my reputation in the past?!"
"Why, you still have the guts to be angry?" Lu Qing chuckled, "Old Plague, I think you can't see the reality clearly and recognize your own situation.
Do you think you still have the capital to threaten me now? "
Old Man Plague fell silent.
He felt the repressive force on the gourd and knew that Lu Qing was right.
Under the current circumstances, he really has no qualifications to threaten the other party.
But of course he couldn't just show weakness like this.
After a moment of silence, he said, "Boy, what do you want?"
"It's very simple, just release your true spirit and let my spiritual power leave its mark." Lu Qing said directly.
"impossible!"
However, Old Man Plague refused without hesitation.
What a joke, let go of the true spirit and leave a mark.
If that were the case, he would be completely refined, and his life and death would depend on Lu Qing's thoughts.
As an antique who has lived for tens of thousands of years, how could Old Man Plague accept such an outcome?
“My dear friend, it is impossible to ask me to release my true spirit. How about this?
Since you know my origins, you must have heard of my great reputation in the world of immortal cultivation.
This old man knows countless secret techniques of cultivation and magical powers. If I pick out any one of them, it would be enough to make many geniuses in the world of cultivation fight for it.
I will make a deal with you. As long as you send me out, I will teach you all these magical skills and secrets. How about it?"
"No matter what, old Plague Ghost, at this point, you still want to deceive the people with your lies. Do you think I am a fool like the fourth son of the Qi family, who would practice your evil skills and then be controlled by your bewitching?
If you want to leave here, there is only one way, and that is to release your true spirit and let me refine you.
Otherwise, you will be trapped to death in this Qiankun Qi Bag of mine!
You, an old ghost, have suffered for tens of thousands of years, and your true spirit must have decayed long ago.
Without the nourishment of spiritual energy, I wonder how long you can last!"
However, Lu Qing was not tempted at all and threatened him directly.
“I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed. A while ago, I was nourished by the plague energy condensed from the vitality of hundreds of thousands of people. My true spirit has long been restored, and it’s no problem for me to live another thousand years.
Maybe you are dead, but I am still alive and well.
Boy, you are still a little naive to threaten me!"
Seeing that Lu Qing was unmoved, the old man with the plague finally realized that the cunningness of the boy in front of him was far beyond that of the young man Qi Changfeng.
He simply tore off his face and hid deep in the gourd without making any sound.
Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Lu Qing had an idea, and in the space inside the Qiankun Qi bag.
Suddenly, countless strong winds appeared around the plague gourd and attacked it.
The old man with plague in the gourd felt this scene and couldn't help but sneer:
"Boy, don't waste your energy. Although the Qiankun Qi Bag is powerful, its strong wind can't do anything to my Plague Gourd.
If you are really interested, please consider my suggestion carefully.
I always keep my word. As long as you are willing to let me go, I will teach you the supreme magic skills.
In the future, even refining the golden elixir and achieving the primordial spirit will be a piece of cake!"
"Really, old ghost? Do you really think I can't do anything to you? Then just wait and see."
Seeing that the strong wind could not do anything to the plague gourd, Lu Qing decided not to waste his time.
After all, activating the power of the Qiankun Qi Bag is a huge drain on his mind and spirit.
However, seeing that the old man with plague seemed to have him in his arms, he also got angry.
After dispersing the strong wind, he withdrew his mind from the Qiankun Yiqi bag and decided not to waste any more time talking to him.
After Lu Qing withdrew his mind, the space inside the Qiankun Yiqi bag returned to calm.
The old man with plague waited for a long time, and when he saw that Lu Qingdu stopped talking, he knew that he had left.
He quietly sensed the situation outside and found that the repressive force bestowed on the plague gourd still existed, making it difficult for him to move.
He knew that Lu Qing had not relaxed his vigilance against him.
Although he felt aggrieved, the old man with plague could do nothing about it.
Although he succeeded in taking over the spirit of the weapon and avoided the five calamities of decay, he greatly prolonged his lifespan, maintained the immortality of his true spirit, and survived the tens of thousands of years of spiritual energy depletion.
But it was not without a price.
On the contrary, the price he paid was very heavy.
First of all, after taking over the spirit of the weapon, he himself became the spirit of the Plague Gourd, and his once earth-shaking cultivation skills also vanished into thin air.
Except for a little bit of true spirit that was not destroyed, no power was left.
Secondly, after becoming a spirit of the weapon, although he could control the power of the Plague Gourd, he lost the ability to practice independently.
If you want to improve your own rank, you must have help from others.
This is also the reason why he chose Qi Changfeng to let him make the initial refinement of the Plague Gourd.
Because relying solely on his own words, it would be too slow for him to recover his condition.
This is also the defect of spiritual weapon.
As a magical weapon that contains the power of laws and has a hint of spiritual immortality, the lifespan of the spiritual weapon far exceeds that of any practitioner below the Ascension Realm.
But at the same time, immortal spirituality also became a constraint for the spiritual weapons.
They want to break free of their own constraints and improve their rank, but it is almost impossible to do it on their own.
This is only possible with the help of external forces.
But it is absolutely impossible to make the old man of plague accept being refined.
In that case, life and death are controlled by others, so it is better to just die.
So no matter how Lu Qing threatened, the old man with plague would never let go of his true spirit.
Now all he can do is wait. When Lu Qing realizes that he really can’t do anything to him, then the real negotiations will begin.
Old Man Plague is still very confident about this.
Although he had never personally fought against the magical treasure Qiankun Yiqi Bag, he had witnessed its power.
To be fair, this magic weapon was no worse than his Plague Gourd at its peak.
But it is a spiritual weapon that contains the laws of space and wind, and it is indeed powerful in killing and suppressing enemies.
However, it is still impossible to forcibly break through the protection of the plague gourd and refine oneself.
So the old man with the plague had enough patience to wait until the moment when Lu Qing was willing to negotiate with him.
The only thing that might make him a little anxious was the last time he instigated Qi Changfeng to start a plague in Fengzhou.
With the vitality of more than 100,000 people, the plague energy condensed to nourish itself and prevent the collapse of the true spirit.
But that did not completely restore his true spirit.
If he fails to receive nourishment from external spiritual energy within three years, his true spirit will fall into defeat again.
The only thing we can hope for now is that Lu Qing doesn't have the patience to wait that long.
"I just don't believe that a young boy like him would have such great patience to really trap me for three years!"
The old man with plague became furious and forced himself to suppress the murderous intent in his heart.
He swore that if he could ever escape from this predicament, he would try every possible means to take revenge on the boy who had humiliated him repeatedly today.
As long as this hatred is not eliminated, even if he can break the shackles, cultivate the body of the magic weapon, and regain his freedom in the future, it will probably be difficult for him to realize his thoughts.
"Ah Qing, what's wrong?"
On the big rock, the old doctor saw Lu Qing waking up and asked hurriedly.
"The problem has been resolved temporarily." Lu Qing said.
However, there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
"Master, let's hurry back to Jiuli Village. There's an old guy there, and I want to kill him quickly!"
(End of this chapter)
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