Ask about the Immortal Way

"Fellow Taoist, are you still satisfied?"

Seeing Qin Sang pull his consciousness away from the jade slip, the old steward asked with a smile.

Qin Sang thought to himself.

The content of the "Insect Flower Sutra" gave him some inspiration, but unfortunately it was not very helpful to his three spiritual insects, and the content was relatively shallow, so he could not learn anything when cultivating the four-transformation spiritual insects.

If you get the entire "Insect Flower Classic", you may really gain something.

If you have the opportunity, visit Baihua Valley and try to communicate face-to-face with the senior monks in Baihua Valley.

Hearing the old steward's question, Qin Sang raised his eyelids and glanced at the jade slips scattered on the table, "Your Chamber of Commerce is backed by Master Feng, so it should be more than just this collection, right?"

The old steward chuckled and said: "Master Feng has unparalleled magical powers. There are also many senior brothers on Fengyang Mountain who have great magical powers. Of course, these are not the only ones. However, although Fengyang Chamber of Commerce has some reputation in the eyes of low-level monks, it is not the only one in Fengyang Mountain. Being valued, some things will not be easily sold in the chamber of commerce, fellow Taoists should be able to understand."

Qin Sang nodded slightly, put away the "Insect Flower Sutra", glanced at the old steward, and said calmly: "It seems that I need to pay a visit, so I asked fellow Taoist Feng for advice in person."

Hearing this, the old steward was stunned.

The next moment, the old steward felt his vision blur, and the person opposite him disappeared out of thin air.

The old steward's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly jumped up from his chair as if his butt was on fire.

Pushing open the quiet room door and about to rush out, the old steward suddenly remembered something and hurriedly took out a transmission talisman.

‘Boom! ’

‘Boom! ’

…

The divine bell transmits the sound and the sound shakes the sky, which represents the arrival of distinguished guests.

It is said that the divine bell on Fengyang Mountain is an ancient treasure.

Within the city, both mortals and monks felt their energy and blood surge in their bodies when they heard the bell, and their hearts were shaken. They rushed out of the shops and caves and looked up at the top of the mountain.

But I only saw patches of fairy clouds.

At the gate of Fengyang Mountain.

A Jindan monk received the news and hurried down the mountain. When he saw Qin Sang watching the scenery on the stone steps, he quickly stepped forward and saluted, "Junior Chu Huanqiang, I didn't know that my senior was coming, so I missed my welcome from afar. I hope you will forgive me!"

"I heard that Fellow Daoist Feng has been looking for Pindao. Pindao happened to want to visit Fellow Daoist Feng, so he accepted the invitation... Why, Fellow Daoist Feng is not in the mountain?"

Qin Sang examined Chu Huanqiang and asked with a frown.

"It turns out to be you, senior!"

Chu Huanqiang suddenly understood and apologized repeatedly, "Senior, Master and other senior brothers are out at sea, and only junior is left behind. However, master has already told me that he will return to the mountain immediately if there is news about senior. If senior has nothing important to do, I hope he can be there. Stay in the mountains for a while, this junior will send a message to the master..."

Qin Sang thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, let's lead the way."

"yes!"

Chu Huanqiang was overjoyed.

Qin Sang declined the common courtesy and ordered Chu Huanqiang to find him a quiet room, then closed the door and thanked the guests.

…

overseas.

It’s still that nameless island.

In the palace, the three previous Yuanyings, including Master Feng, were all there.

At this time, the three of them looked a little nervous, staring closely at the man in white sitting cross-legged in the middle.

This person was the white-clothed scribe who, together with Master Feng, scared Bi Fang away.

The scribe in white had his eyes closed tightly, his hands folded on his legs, palms facing upward, holding a fist-sized ball. At first glance, he thought it was a bead, but after a closer look, he realized that it was a ball of light composed of spiritual light.

Inside the light ball, there was a worm-like bloody thing squirming.

The blood worm is like a living creature, with its head raised high and swaying unsteadily.

The scribe in white remained motionless.

The bloodworm swings faster and faster.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of Master Feng and others became even more nervous, for fear of disturbing the white-clothed scribe.

Sudden.

'Snapped! ’

Bloodworms explode.

Fortunately, it was bound by the light ball, and it quickly closed again, but it turned into a drop of blood, quietly suspended in the middle of the light ball.

Eye-catching bright red.

A flush appeared on the white-clothed scribe's face, his body trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes, showing exhaustion in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, are you not injured?"

Master Feng asked with concern.

The white-clothed scribe shook his head, "The demon rat has died. No matter how weird its bloodline magical power is, it cannot hurt me. However, the consumption is indeed too violent, beyond my expectation."

"It's good that he wasn't injured. Have you found any trace of that person?"

Master Feng nodded and asked.

The white-clothed scribe smiled bitterly and said, "It's not good. After all, I can only imitate the magical power of the demon rat's bloodline and indirectly sense the mark planted by the demon rat on that person. The perception is very vague. I can only confirm that this person has not left this sea area and is still hidden." in some place."

Master Feng frowned, his expression remained calm, and said with relief: "Don't worry, the demon rat has fallen, and the demon clan will not find him faster than us. It is extremely difficult to do this! If it weren't for Daoist Shen's superb magical power, We overheard the demon clan’s plan to hunt down the demon rat, but we are still kept in the dark, thinking that the demon clan is really planning to raise an army to invade the country, but they are hiding it from us!”

The scribe in white was not arrogant and sighed: "It's a pity that there is still too little we can do! I suspect that the man hiding in this sea area and not moving for a long time is not just because he was seriously injured. I'm afraid he has already figured it out. The method to erase the marks on the body is being implemented.”

Master Feng didn't take it seriously and said, "Do your best and obey fate. It is good to get the treasure from that person. Even if the person runs away, there will be no loss to us."

At this time, the Phoenix-Crown female cultivator who had been listening to their conversation spoke up: "Could it be that the person you two fellow Taoists met before and was chased by Bifang was..."

"not him."

The white-clothed scribe shook his head, "It is certain that the Xuantian Palace traitor that the demon clan is looking for is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul. His magical powers are not weak, and he is extremely good at concealment. He has been hiding until now without being caught by the demon clan. It is impossible for him to be caught by the demon clan. During the pursuit, he broke through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul in a short time, and if he was also proficient in the art of thunder escape, he would have gotten rid of the pursuers long ago and wouldn't be so miserable."

"So, that person really hit on Bifang at the right time?"

The Phoenix Crown female cultivator chuckled, feeling that that person was really unlucky.

The knight in black didn't care about Qin Sang. He stared at the demon blood in the hand of the scribe in white and asked, "Is that guy really a traitor to Xuantian Palace? He escaped from Xuantian Palace to here, more than a million miles away, and not from the boundless sea. He was demonized The rat chased him all the way, dragging his injured body and almost escaping all the way along the edge of the demon realm, it’s incredible!”

"That's exactly what I overheard."

The white-clothed scribe said, "This man was chased by Xuantian Palace in the Hidden Sun Realm. He panicked and fled to the Demon Island, secretly followed by the Demon Rat. He was from the Xuantian Palace, and there must be no shortage of magical treasures. In addition, the Demon Rat covets this person. He didn't want to share his secrets with others, so he chased them alone, giving this person a chance to breathe. If this person hadn't escaped to this sea area and entered the realm of our human race, the demon rat wouldn't be willing to invite other demon kings to help him!"

I came back late again, the next one will be a little later, and I will have to make up for it later.