"Squeak, squeak, squeak!" The young deer let out a seemingly fierce but timid cry at the Qingqiu Mountain Lord.
"Stay by my side for now. Don't even think about running off to find Mi Di yourself." The Qingqiu Mountain Lord barked. "Otherwise, something might happen to you before you find Mi Di!"
The young deer said nothing, but the mist in its large eyes grew thicker.
"Mountain Lord, what happened?" Lu Qingshan vaguely understood the gist of the situation when he saw that. "Perhaps I could help a little?"
The Qingqiu Mountain Lord did a double take at Lu Qingshan's interruption. He studied Lu Qingshan for a while, as if being enlightened by Lu Qingshan.
It seems that that was indeed a solution under the current circumstances?
The Qingqiu Mountain Lord thought about it and decided not to hide it, pointing at Yao Yao and asking Lu Qingshan, "Do you know where Yao Yao came from?"
Lu Qingshan shook his head.
There were too many daemonic beasts in the Nine Heavens. How could he identify all of them?
"Yao Yao has the bloodline of an ancient spirit beast called Cheng Huang. It also has a younger brother called Mi Di." The Qingqiu Mountain Lord said.
Lu Qingshan's heart skipped a beat. Although he found the young deer to be extremely mystical, he did not expect that Yao Yao was not a daemonic beast but an ancient spirit beast with a noble bloodline.
The Qingqiu Mountain Lord's voice was tinged with sadness as he spoke tirelessly, "A few years ago, their mother barged into Qingqiu while carrying them, her body covered in wounds.
I don't know what happened to their mother, but her wounds were so severe that even I could not save her. In fact, logically speaking, she should have died on the way with such grievous injuries.
But I don't know where the strength came from, but it let her hang on to her last breath until she broke into the Green Mountains and gave birth to Yaoyao and Mi Di at my feet. "
"She was already on her last breath after giving birth to Yao Yao and Mi Di. She did not have time to tell me what happened to her, and only begged me to take good care of Yao Yao and Mi Di."
Lu Qingshan was silent.
The Lord of Mount Qingqiu might not be able to understand the power that kept Yao Yao's mother alive for so long, but humans could easily empathize with it.
Because its name was maternal love.
It was no wonder that a plant monster would have such a close relationship with a deer. So there was a story behind it.
Most plant daemons were honest and kind — it was Yao Yao's mother's fortune to have met the Lord of the Green Hill Mountain when her life was hanging by a thread.
"Cheng Huang controls lightning and life force. Due to their young age, the siblings have only temporarily awakened a portion of Cheng Huang's abilities.
Yao Yao awakened Cheng Huang's lightning power, while Mi Du awakened Cheng Huang's life force healing ability. "
The Mountain Lord of Qingqiu Mountain sighed, before continuing, "Both are impressive abilities, but they are still young and cannot unleash much of their power.
However, for them who possessed such a noble bloodline, as long as they grew older, they would become stronger and stronger.
"And with me watching over them, it's enough for them to grow. Within Qingqiu, I'm invincible," Qingqiu Mountain Lord said confidently.
"Even so, Mi Du's personality is immeasurably erratic, and it likes to run around and explore all over the place.
Moreover, it did not awaken any offensive or life-saving abilities, which was why I had repeatedly warned it that it could run around, but it must never leave Qingqiu. I even told Yao Yao to keep an eye on it. "
"As long as it's within Qingqiu, I have a way to save it immediately if there's any danger."
"Who would have thought that the little fellow would be so disobedient, sneaking out of Qingqiu when Yao Yao fell into a slumber due to her bloodline awakening?
It's my fault as well. My true form is a plant with a long lifespan, and I have no concept of time. Decades would have passed in a moment of distraction, which was why I did not notice Mi Du's little trick.
It was only when Yao Yao woke up yesterday that she realized that Mi Du was gone. Still, it's been too long, and we don't even know how long Mi Du has been gone. "
After all, it was the Lord of Qingqiu Mountain's first time taking care of a child, and it was inevitable that he would be careless.
That was what Lu Qingshan thought.
"Similarly, as you can see, because my true form is this peach tree, I'm a plant spirit that has gained sentience.
My roots have long penetrated deep into Qingqiu and become one with Qingqiu Mountain, which is why I can't leave Qingqiu at all. "The Lord of Qingqiu Mountain explained.
Pausing, the Lord of Qingqiu Mountain said worriedly, "I can't leave Qingqiu. Yao Yao wants to find Mi Du herself, but how can I let her leave Qingqiu with that little ability of hers?"
"It's very dangerous outside."
Lu Qingshan nodded, understanding in his heart.
After discovering that the plants here were so lush and learning that he was still in the Barren Land, Lu Qingshan had already determined where he was.
The Three Thousand Mountains.
Liu Yu had once introduced to him that the Barren Land was mainly divided into two regions. One was the barren land where the Void Demon Child was hiding.
The other was known as the Three Thousand Mountains.
The Three Thousand Mountains was also known as the paradise of monsters.
The Three Thousand Mountains was just a figurative term, and no one knew how many mountains there were.
The environment within the Three Thousand Mountains was extremely dangerous. Not only were there monsters rampaging, but there were also many miasma traps.
Not to mention ordinary people, even cultivators could die here. The degree of danger was self-evident. Therefore, no one had been able to fully explore this place.
Moreover, a long time ago, before the Barren Land suffered a great calamity, there was an extremely prosperous human race here.
Their cultivation sect was unique and formed a branch of their own, known as the witchcraft cultivators.
They mainly followed the path of body cultivators, but they also had strange methods such as poison techniques and poisonous insects.
In the eyes of most cultivators, poison techniques were a minor path that could not be brought to the table. However, that did not mean that their poison techniques were weak. It could only be said that the level of poison that those cultivators who cultivated poison techniques studied was too low.
The poison techniques of the witchcraft cultivators were impossible to guard against. Their poison was so potent that even Nascent Soul cultivators could not ignore it.
Therefore, compared to cultivators of other sects, the witchcraft cultivators were not weak. In fact, they were slightly better, which was why they flourished for a time.
However, no one knew what happened in the Barren Land later on and what secrets were involved that caused the witchcraft cultivators to be buried in the long river of history.
However, according to some cultivators who had once ventured deep into the Three Thousand Mountains, the witchcraft cultivators were not completely extinct. In the depths of the Three Thousand Mountains, there were still gatherings of witchcraft tribes, and they had seen the witchcraft tribes with their own eyes.
Of course, most people scoffed at such news – how could there be a human tribe surviving in such a dangerous place?
Lu Qingshan went through the information related to the Three Thousand Mountains and the witchcraft cultivators in his mind, but there was no hesitation on his face.
Although this place was rumored to be extremely dangerous, with his current cultivation, it should not be difficult for him to move around.
Moreover, if he wanted to leave this place, he could not avoid going through the Three Thousand Mountains.
Of course, the most important thing was that he owed Mountain Lord Qingqiu for saving his life. If he did not repay him, he would not be able to forgive him.
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