At noon, Magu found a forest and stopped the carriage.
Lu Qing found a huge stone nearby, jumped on it and sat down cross-legged.
His mind was quickly immersed in the Qi bag of Qiankun.
The old doctor was standing by to protect him.
At this time, in the Qiankun Qi bag, the plague gourd was emitting bursts of power fluctuations, trying to break free from its restraints and get out of it.
But Qiankun Yiqi Bag, as a spiritual weapon with attributes of space and wind, one of its most powerful abilities is suppression and restraint.
Don’t say that the plague gourd itself is damaged, and it is an ownerless thing with no one to control and activate it.
Even if it is intact and has all its power, it will be difficult to break away from it for a while without anyone urging it.
However, Lu Qing also stored a lot of things in the Qiankun Qi bag.
Although when he took the plague gourd in, he suppressed it in a separate location.
But if it messes around inside desperately, it may still damage the things inside.
"Old fellow, don't waste your efforts. With my magic weapon, you can't turn the sky upside down."
As soon as Lu Qing's mind was immersed in it, the suppressive and restraining power of Qiankun's air bag suddenly increased greatly.
The plague gourd, which was still struggling and trembling slightly, was immediately suppressed and could not move at all.
Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, Plague Gourd simply stopped struggling and regained his composure.
However, there was no other movement, it just stayed there quietly, like a dead thing.
Lu Qing sent out a wave of soul: "Old guy, you are struggling inside, just to attract my attention. Why are you pretending to be dead now?"
Plague Gourd remained silent and seemed not to have heard Lu Qing's words.
Lu Qing was not used to it when he saw it.
“Since you are pretending to be dead, just wait and be locked up here for ten or eight years.”
After saying this, he wanted to withdraw his mind.
At this moment, the existence inside the plague gourd could no longer sit still.
If Lu Qing really wants to trap him here for ten or eight years without the nourishment of spiritual energy, I am afraid that his true spirit will really be wiped out.
After tens of thousands of years, he finally managed to survive the day when his spiritual energy was revived, but he was absolutely unwilling to fail.
"Wait a minute, little friend, we can discuss things slowly, so why be so impatient."
"Old guy, have you finally spoken?" Lu Qing showed a smile, but his tone was not very friendly, "I thought you were so strong-willed that you would keep pretending to be dead."
"Why are you so aggressive, little friend? I have no grievances against you, but you have repeatedly said evil things. Isn't this the character of a cultivator?"
"No grievances or enmities?" Lu Qing showed a sneer, "Old guy, have you stayed in this broken gourd for too long, and your brain is a little hard to use?
Weren’t you still hostile to us earlier and almost hurt my master?”
"That is really out of necessity. I don't want to be an enemy of you, my little friends, but as a weapon spirit, I have no control over everything. Life and death are all determined by the master's thoughts.
Then Qi Changfeng wants to be your enemy. How can I, a small refined weapon spirit, disobey my master's order."
The being in the gourd said in a stern tone.
"Really?" Lu Qing sneered even more, "You're pretending to be innocent, but, old plague ghost, do you really think no one can see your true identity?
You gave up your body and took away the spirit of your magic weapon, After lingering for tens of thousands of years, he finally had the opportunity to revive his spiritual energy.
loyulate to be made by a small Xiantian realm ‘In my opinion, that Qi Changfeng is just a puppet that has been bewitched by you.
You pretended to be refined by them, and then took the opportunity to confuse them and cause a plague in Fengzhou.
Use this to cultivate the aura of plague and restore yourself. Am I right or wrong? ”
“How do you know?!”
These words immediately caused the Plague Gourd to tremble.
The presence inside was extremely shocking.
Not only did Lu Qing tell him his plan in detail, but more importantly, Lu Qing actually knew his true identity.
You must know that when he took away his spiritual weapon, no one saw it.
Such a secret matter was suddenly exposed by someone.
How could this not frighten him.
“Who are you?”
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is, Old Plague Ghost, I know all your details. No matter how you pretend to be a ghost, it's of no use to me." Lu Qing said in an incomprehensible tone.
But invisibly, it put great pressure on the beings in the gourd.
Originally, he thought that with his mysterious identity and tens of thousands of years of experience, it would not be easy to seduce a young boy.
Now I suddenly know that my true identity has been completely seen through.
But I know nothing about the other party’s origins.
I suddenly became a little flustered.
However, after all, it is an ancient existence that has lived for tens of thousands of years.
Hulu Zhong's existence was just confused for a moment, and he quickly regained his composure.
He thought for a while and said calmly: "I didn't expect that my little friend would know the details about me. Yes, I am Old Man Plague.
I don't know which old friend is by your side. Can you let him come out and chat with old friends?"
Yes, Old Man Plague immediately realized that there must be someone similar to himself around Lu Qing.
There are old guys from tens of thousands of years ago who, like me, survived the terrible catastrophe of the five declines of heaven and man, and managed to survive until now.
Otherwise, he would find it hard to believe that Lu Qing, a young boy, could see through his own heel.
And he knows his identity so clearly.
Is it the spirit of this Qiankun Qi bag, or is it an old monster like him?
"If you want to trick me, Old Man Plague, stop your wishful thinking!"
Lu Qing saw that Old Man Plague seemed to have misunderstood something, so he did not defend himself, but started to sneer.
"You are not qualified to let him show up!"
"Boy, don't be so arrogant!"
Seeing Lu Qing talking about an old ghost, Old Man Plague finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Since you know my identity, how dare you be so presumptuous! Didn't the person next to you tell you my name back then?"
“Why, you still dare to have a bad temper?” Lu Qing chuckled, “Old Plague, I think you can’t see the reality and your situation clearly now.
Do you think you still have the capital to threaten me now?”
Old Man Plague was silent.
He felt the suppressive force on the gourd and knew that Lu Qing was right.
In the current situation, he is indeed not qualified to threaten the opponent.
But of course it was impossible for him to show weakness like this.
After a moment of silence, he spoke: "Boy, what do you want?"
"It's very simple, let go of your true spirit and let the power of my soul leave its mark." Lu Qing said straightforwardly.
“Impossible!”
However, the Plague Old Man refused without hesitation.
Are you kidding? Let go of the true spirit and leave a mark.
If that happens, he will be completely refined, and his life and death will depend on Lu Qing's thoughts.
As an old antique who has lived for tens of thousands of years, how could Old Man Plague accept such a result?
since you know my origin, you must have heard of my original reputation in the world of immortal cultivation.
I know countless secret techniques of cultivation, magical powers and secret techniques. If you take any one of them, it is enough to make many geniuses in the world of immortal cultivation break their heads and grab 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? 」
「不如何，瘟疫老鬼，事到如今，还想在此妖言惑众，你以为我是齐家老四那样的蠢货么，修炼你的邪功，然后受你的蛊惑控制？
If you want to leave here, there is only one way, and that is to let go of your true spirit and let me refine you.
Otherwise, you will be trapped in my Qiankun bag!You old ghost has been suffering for tens of thousands of years, and your true spirit has long been decayed.
Without the nourishment of spiritual energy, I wonder how long you can survive! 」
Lu Qing was not tempted at all, and became directly threatened.
「这恐怕就要让你失望了，前阵子本尊得了十数万人生机凝练出来的瘟疫之气滋养，真灵早已恢复，再活千百年也是等闲。
说不定你小子死了，本尊都还好好地活
Boy, if you want to threaten me, you are too young!"
Seeing Lu Qing's inability to advance, Old Man Plague finally understood that the cunning of the kid in front of him was far beyond Qi Changfeng's stupid Qing.
He simply tore off his face and hid directly in the depths of the gourd without making a sound.
Lu Qing saw that he had not spoken for a long time, and with a thought in his mind, the universe was in the space inside the air bag.
Countless winds suddenly appeared around the plague gourd, impacting it.
The old man with the plague inside the gourd felt this scene and couldn't help but sneered:
"Boy, don't waste your efforts. Although the Qiankun Qi Bag is powerful, its strong wind cannot do anything to my plague gourd.
If you are really serious, consider my proposal carefully.
I always keep my word. As long as you are willing to let me out, I will teach you the supreme magical power.
In the future, it will be easy to condense the golden elixir and achieve the soul! ”
“Really, old ghost, do you really think I can’t do anything to you? Then just wait.”
Seeing that Gang Feng really had no choice but to avoid the plague gourd, Lu Qing did not do any unnecessary work.
After all, the power of activating the Qiankun Qi Bag also consumes a lot of his energy.
But seeing that Old Man Plague seemed to be determined to defeat him, he also lost his temper.
After dispersing the strong wind, I withdrew my mind from the Qiankun Qi bag and did not plan to talk nonsense with him anymore.
After Lu Qing's mind was withdrawn, the space within the Qiankun Qi bag regained its calmness.
Old Plague waited for a long time, and when he saw that Lu Qingdu had stopped making any sound, he knew that he had left.
He quietly felt the situation outside and found that the suppressive power on the plague gourd still existed, making it difficult for him to move.
I knew that Lu Qing had not relaxed his vigilance towards him.
Although he felt aggrieved, Old Man Plague could do nothing about it.
Although he succeeded in seizing the spirit from the corpse, he escaped the five declines of heaven and man, greatly extended his lifespan, maintained the immortality of his true spirit, and survived the tens of thousands of years of spiritual energy depletion.
But he did not pay a price.
On the contrary, the price he paid was still very heavy.
First of all, after seizing the weapon spirit, he himself became the weapon spirit of the Plague Gourd, and his once earth-shattering cultivation was reduced to nothing.
Except for the fact that a little bit of the true spirit has not been annihilated, there is no power left.
Secondly, after becoming a weapon spirit, although he could control the power of the plague gourd, he lost the ability to practice independently.
If you want to improve your own level, you must have someone to help you.
This is also the reason why he chose Qi Changfeng to initially refine the plague gourd.
Because it is too slow to restore his own state based on his own words.
This is also a flaw of the spiritual weapon.
As a magic weapon that contains the power of laws and has a hint of psychic immortality, the lifespan of the spiritual weapon far exceeds that of any practitioner below the Ascension Realm.
But similarly, immortal spirituality has also become a constraint for the spiritual weapons.
They want to break their own confinement and improve their level, but it is almost impossible to do it by themselves.
This is only possible with the help of external forces.
But it is absolutely impossible for Old Man Plague to accept being refined.
In that case, life and death are all under the control of others, so it is better to just die.
Hence, no matter how Lu Qing threatens him, it is impossible for Old Man Plague to let go of his true spirit.
At the moment, we can only wait. When Lu Qing realizes that there is really nothing he can do about him, the real negotiation will begin.
For this point, Old Man Plague is still very confident.
The Qiankun Qi Bag is a spiritual treasure. Although he had not personally fought with it back then, he had seen its power.
To be fair, at its peak, this magic weapon was no worse than his plague gourd.
But it is a spiritual weapon that contains the laws of space and the laws of wind. It is indeed powerful in killing enemies and suppressing them.
But it is still impossible to forcefully break through the protection of the plague gourd and refine yourself.
Hence, Old Man Plague had enough patience to wait until Lu Qing was willing to negotiate with him.
The only thing that might make him a little anxious is that last time he tempted Qi Changfeng to cause a plague in Fengzhou.
With the vitality of more than 100,000 people, the energy of the plague was condensed to nourish itself and prevent the collapse of the true spirit.
But that did not completely restore his true spirit.
If within three years, he still cannot be nourished by external spiritual energy, his true spirit will still fall into collapse again.
The only thing he can hope for now is that Lu Qing doesn't have the patience to wait that long.
「我就不相信，一个毛头小子而已，会有那么大的耐性，真的将我围困三年！」
瘟疫老人心里发狠，强行将自己的内心的杀意按捺下来。
He vowed that if he ever gets out of trouble in the future, he will definitely try his best to take revenge on the kid who repeatedly humiliated him today.
If this hatred does not go away, even if he can break the imprisonment in the future, cultivate the body of the magic weapon, and regain his freedom, I am afraid that his thoughts will not be accessible.
"Aqing, what's wrong?"
Atop the big rocks, the old doctor saw Lu Qing waking up and asked quickly.
"The matter has been solved for the time being." Lu Qing said.
However, there was a hint of evil in his eyes.
"Master, let's go back to Jiuli Village quickly, there is an old guy, I want to kill him quickly!"
(End of this chapter)