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The sound of the sword seemed to come from the heart. Qin Sang's heart trembled, and he immediately retreated to a safe place and fell into silence.

Inside the Zi Mansion.

The primordial spirit wears yin-yang armor to cover up the Buddha's light.

Qin Sang's thoughts moved slightly, and he removed the yin and yang armor. Buddha's light filled the air, and sword light appeared at the same time!

Then I saw a small sword with a clear and transparent blade swimming out of Yuanshen, hovering briefly in Zifu, and flying out from between the eyebrows!

Qin Sang opened his eyes and looked at the spirit sword, filled with emotion.

"Old friend, long time no see!"

Yun Youjian seemed to be able to feel Qin Sang's thoughts. He hovered in front of Qin Sang. The sword trembled slightly and made a buzzing sword sound. It was full of spirituality!

The mind and the spirit sword were connected. Qin Sang sensed it carefully and murmured: "This is the spirit fetus..."

The Yunyou Sword has already reached the level of a spiritual treasure, directly transcending the stage of a pseudo-spiritual treasure and giving birth to a spiritual fetus.

Qin Sang sensed a familiar aura from the 'spiritual fetus'.

The burnt wood true spirit, which is the remaining true spirit of Yunyouzi, gave birth to this spiritual fetus.

Only when the spiritual fetus is formed can the spiritual treasure be achieved.

Although Yunyoujian has been silent for hundreds of years, for Lingbao, the time is actually not long enough. If it were not for the existence of the true spirit, it would have been longer. After all, his previous cultivation was low and his knowledge was insufficient, and he could hardly do anything. What helps is just letting it conceive naturally.

The treasures in Qin Sang's hands, the palm sword made of antlers fused into the fist glove, and the Mingshan armor fused with the fragments of real treasures, may not be inferior to some spiritual treasures in some aspects, but they have not become spiritual fetuses.

The Palm Sword is just a fake spiritual treasure.

Mingshan Armor is not even spiritual. Because it is a special existence made of special materials, its essence can only be calculated as a treasure.

Their power is not weak, but their potential cannot be compared with real spiritual treasures.

Nourishing the soul is the secret of the art of refining weapons.

Qin Sang stole the teacher from Master Gu and learned some true teachings, but he still didn't know how to quickly nourish his soul.

Having a spiritual fetus means that Yunyou Sword has the potential to further transform, give birth to a weapon spirit, and become an acquired spiritual treasure!

"Item Spirit..."

Qin Sang understood that this step was still far away, but he couldn't help but look forward to it. After Yunyou Sword gave birth to the weapon spirit, would Yun Youzi be able to wake up?

He has not used his natal spiritual sword for hundreds of years, just so that Yun Youzi's true spirit will not be affected, and he looks forward to the day of reunion.

The cold sword light reflected Qin Sang's face, and Qin Sang seemed to be remembering her, with a somewhat wistful look on her face.

'Buzzing...'

Qin Sang's thoughts were interrupted by the spirit sword.

"From now on, follow me to kill the enemy!" Qin Sang whispered.

In an instant, the sword light exploded, and the sword spirit was accompanied by the sound of Qing Yue's sword. He jumped into the air, turned the tip of the sword, aimed at the illusion that had just forced Qin Sang back, and slashed in the air.

The sword energy is like a rainbow, blasting open the door!

Qin Sang walked in wearing hunting clothes.

…

Two years later.

Gu Sanji, Xingdao Fairy Lake, a desert island in the north.

Qin Sang sat cross-legged on a rock, arranged a formation around it, and summoned an altar.

The Fire Jade Centipede flew out of the jar, landed in Qin Sang's hand, and swallowed the last Green Frost Pill.

"Success or failure depends on this!"

Qin Sang tapped the center of his eyebrows, and the essence and blood turned into a blood mark, which flew into the flames on the Fire Jade Centipede's body and then melted away.

The next moment, the blood seal spread out under the Fire Jade Centipede, forming a complex seal out of thin air. Every thread on the seal was made of blood, all of which were Qin Sang's essence and blood.

Blood energy filled the air, and the flames on the Fire Jade Centipede's body, and even its body, were gradually dyed blood-colored, turning into a Blood Centipede.

At this time, the fire jade centipedes huddled together and endured the pain caused by the impact of the elixir.

Qin Sang ignored it for the time being and concentrated on perfecting the seal formation. This was a secret technique recorded in the "Panhu Sutra". It could not directly increase the chance of the Fire Jade Centipede breaking through, but it could devour the Fire Jade Centipede during this period. The power of essence and blood is stimulated to pave the way for it.

Coupled with the previous two Qingshuang Dan as foreshadowing, Qin Sang already gave it the greatest support.

The seal formation is complete!

The bloody light was dazzling and was blocked by the formation outside.

In the blood light, the fire jade centipede neighed and rose into the sky, swimming like a blood dragon.

Qin Sang breathed out lightly, stopped moving, stared at the Fire Jade Centipede, waiting for the moment of breakthrough.

'Huhu...'

Blood and fire filled the air, roaring continuously.

The breath of the Fire Jade Centipede fluctuated violently, and then turned into a force, attacking the bottleneck of the high realm.

Qin Sang's expression was serious. He could feel the desire of the Fire Jade Centipede and the difficulty of crossing the barrier.

After all, the potential of the Fire Jade Centipede is not as good as that of the Heavenly Eye Butterfly, and it has not experienced mutations. This kind of spiritual insect is extremely lucky and can forcefully initiate the fifth transformation, but only a very small number of them can do so. And unless there is another opportunity after the breakthrough, the road ahead will be difficult.

The neighing became more and more sharp, and the Fire Jade Centipede's body tensed up, shooting straight into the sky like an arrow from a string, and its aura suddenly surged at this moment.

Qin Sang subconsciously stood up, then his pupils shrank slightly and he sighed softly.

The surge of aura suddenly fell back the moment it reached its peak. The figure of the Fire Jade Centipede froze in mid-air, unable to continue its charge.

The shrill screams echoed high in the sky, and the Fire Jade Centipede kept circling, with endless reluctance.

Qin Sang sympathized with this unwillingness. He had had the same experience. He sighed and waved gently.

The fire jade centipede slowly fell into the palm of my hand, crawling motionless like a child who made a mistake.

"You still have a long time to come..."

Qin Sang murmured that there are no four or nine heavenly tribulations for spirit insects, and they have a chance before their lifespan is exhausted.

However, he will not be able to spend more energy on the Fire Jade Centipede in the near future.

When the three Green Frost Pills are used up, the cumulative effect of the pill power disappears. No matter how many Green Frost Pills there are, the effect will not be better than this time. All we can do is wait for the opportunity that belongs to the Fire Jade Centipede.

He advanced by leaps and bounds, but the Fire Jade Centipede stagnated and could no longer keep up with his pace.

Qin Sang was sad, but also mentally prepared. As he continued to move forward, there would always be old friends left behind.

Just like Princess Dongyang is to him, just like he is to Senior Sister Qingjun.

If we can't catch up, we may meet again in the future, or we may be separated forever.

The Fire Jade Centipede just followed him longer.

Putting the fire jade centipede into the altar, Qin Sang removed the arrangements on the island and flew towards Jianxin Island.

On Jianxin Island, he met with the sword-wielding master, discussed swordsmanship, and inquired about the recent situation before leaving Xingdao Fairy Lake to meet Mo Xingdao.

When he saw Mo Xingdao again, he had changed significantly compared to before. His facial features were agile and his eyes were full of energy. He was no different from an ordinary person. It was almost impossible to tell that he was a puppet with the naked eye.

"Thanks to the spiritual objects sent by fellow Taoist, I can hope to recover my cultivation by borrowing this puppet body," Mo Xingdao expressed his sincere gratitude to Qin Sang.

If it weren't for Qin Sang's full help, his fate would be unpredictable.

"I also want fellow Taoist to recover as soon as possible and explore the Zhitan with me," Qin Sang nodded happily.

Hearing something in Qin Sang's words, Mo Xingdao's eyes lit up, "Fellow Taoist has entered the governance forum again? Is there anything gained?"

"I've been here many times, but I haven't locked the location of the red gold spiritual needle yet, but I have some clues." After a pause, Qin Sang waved his hand to show the scenes, "Fellow Taoist, let's take a look. Does it feel familiar?"

What he showed was the various illusions he experienced in Zhitan.

Mo Xingdao watched carefully, marveling at the strangeness of the illusion, and was also shocked by Qin Sang's strength. Although he did not see Qin Sang break into the illusion, he could feel the danger contained in it through these pictures.

After some exchanges, Qin Sang left Mo Mansion and embarked on the return journey.

It was previously discovered that the situation has not changed significantly, and Gui Fangguo and Daoting are still in a stalemate, but with the lessons learned last time, Qin Sang would rather take more detours.

Return to the cave safely.

Qin Sang continued to practice meditation as usual.

But not long after, he woke up leisurely and took out something with his backhand, which was Thunder Turtle's demon elixir. The luster was very dim at this time.

After entering the stage of becoming a god, Qin Sang basically relied on the power of the Thunder Turtle Demon Pill to build the Urn Altar.

Lei Gui had cultivated to the middle stage of divine transformation during his lifetime, but with constant use, only one demon pill was not enough to support his cultivation to the peak of the middle stage of divine transformation.

"It's a pity that the ferocious beast in the divine transformation stage has never been found in Nie Yuan..."

Qin Sang frowned. With his current strength, even the ferocious beasts in the late stages of divine transformation would dare to fight with them and have a chance to kill them.

It's just that Niyuan is not safe now. Unless absolutely necessary, Qin Sang doesn't want to stay in Niyuan for too long.

Later, I decided to try Qingluan's original thunder power.

After pondering for a moment, Qin Sang called out the jar, continued to draw out the thunder power, and traced the talisman shapes.

During this period, Qin Sang's activities were very regular. He was perfecting the altar and practicing at the same time. He would venture into the illusion every once in a while, and when he encountered resistance, he would return to think about how to deal with it.

In the third year of training, Qin Sang walked out of the cave again. Before leaving, he had made a decision and was ready to find the red gold spiritual needle in one go.

Passing through fantasy scenes, Qin Sang successfully arrived at the place where he stopped last time.

Ahead was a vast expanse of white mist.

The mist is like a big river in Zhitan, with no end in sight at either end. It stretches across the front, and the mist flows from right to left.

The mist that seems to be flowing gently actually contains a force more terrifying than the torrent.

Qin Sang recalled his last experience. He tried his best and only got halfway because the Yunyou Sword was useless here and he could only cross with his physical body.

However, after thinking deeply after returning, Qin Sang suddenly had an idea and realized that he might have overlooked something, and he came here to verify this guess.

The Yunyou Sword hung above his head, Qin Sang only activated the Great Vajra Wheel Seal and stepped into the mist.

The moment he entered the Wu River, the rapids hit his face, and Qin Sang's figure swayed, just trying to protect himself without making a counterattack, just like a small boat drifting with the current.

After being swept downstream by the mist flow like this, Qin Sang's eyes flashed with light as he seemed to have given up resistance, and his extremely powerful sword intent suddenly erupted.

Yunyou Sword disappeared in a flash, replaced by the sword star hanging in the sky.

The same Qisu Division Sword Formation is used with the Yunyou Sword and the Gray Eagle Sword, and there is a clear difference in power.

Yunyou Sword is his natal spiritual sword, it has the same mind and heart, and its grade is better than that of Gray Eagle Sword. It is not surprising that there is such a gap.

The sword star appears.

What was blocked by the sword formation was only the billowing mist.

Qin Sang stared at the center of the sword array and gradually smiled, "Sure enough, there is something behind the scenes. It doesn't look like a living thing. Speaking of which, I have never seen a real living thing in the Zhitan..."

The disorderly mist was blocked and unable to escape. A tiger-leopard-like silhouette gradually formed in the center of the mist, roaring at the Sword Star.

…

Just when Qin Sang was obsessed with practicing and exploring the path, he was completely unaware of the sudden changes in the outside world.

In the northern part of Shiraishiji, there was a certain Jing, with heavy clouds and heavy snowfall, and it entered the middle of winter overnight.

A Taoist priest came through the wind and snow, with a solemn expression and a hurried appearance, and broke into the Jingtan altar.

"Please see the interview envoy, sir!"

Everyone I met along the way paid homage to him.

This person was none other than Wan Zhenren, who had an acquaintance with Qin Sang when he was in charge of the altar in Gushan.

He seemed to be in a hurry, and he only had time to give a slight nod to his colleagues and then hurried past, causing everyone to be surprised and speculate about what big thing had happened.

Wan Zhenren went straight to a quiet hall deep in the Jingtan. When he came to the door, he slowed down, straightened his Taoist uniform, and bowed to see him.

"Come in," a vigorous voice came from the hall.

Master Wan gently pushed the door open and entered. He saw an old Taoist priest sitting behind the case, with a respectful expression on his face and called him uncle.

The old Taoist priest turned out to be a great master of the Arctic Exorcist Academy.

The official rank is from the third grade, the nine-day golden palace minister, the nine-day incorruptible visiting envoy, and the same judge of exorcism affairs!

The status of Zhenjun is transcendent, and the Taoist court is usually headed by Da Zhenren. This old Taoist priest's status in the Arctic Exorcist Academy is second only to the third-grade Nine-day Visiting Envoy, which is of great importance.

Wan Zhenren called him his uncle to show his close relationship.

"What's the rush?" The old Taoist priest turned his eyes and looked indifferent.

Master Wan said in a deep voice, "Gui Fangguo has begun to take action."

"Oh?" The old Taoist priest's eyes flashed, "Are you sure?"

Master Wan nodded, "The masters of the two houses have been entangled with the demons in the Nie Sea for many years. They have attacked and defended each other, and there is no difference in victory or defeat. However, the Zhitan has just passed down the decree, and it has been determined that the treasure that the demons fought for last time was not the one that later fell. He entered the Jushan Zhizhi Altar, but escaped from the Zhizhi Altar!"

The old Taoist priest thoughtfully nodded and said, "Now that this matter has been confirmed, with the temperament of those demons, they cannot wait for a moment and should have already begun to gather an army and prepare to enter the governance altar in a large scale."

"Disciple, please receive the decree! Let's mobilize people to go to the altar to slay the demons and never let the demons succeed." Master Wan bowed and took the initiative to invite the battle.

The old Taoist priest stood up, walked out of the hall, looked at the gloomy sky on the snowy night, with an incomprehensible expression, and sighed softly: "A storm is coming! The devil's conspiracy has been discovered, and this time it will be crazy. There will be a fierce battle, and I will go with you."

Wan Zhenren was overjoyed and said, "With my uncle sitting outside the governance altar, he will definitely be able to ward off all evils!"

"No," the old Taoist priest shook his head slightly, "I will enter the Jushan Zhizhi altar with you."

"this……"

Wan Zhenren was startled at first.

As far as he knows, the Gushan Zhizhi Altar is one of the most special places in the world. When the great master enters, it will trigger a riot with the magical power of the Zhizhi Altar, leading to death. This has been verified time and time again since ancient times and cannot be avoided. .

Touching the deep eyes of the old Taoist priest, Wan Zhenren suddenly understood and was shocked. "Uncle, do you want to..."

It is not absolutely impossible for Da Zhenren to enter the political arena.

For example, self-cultivation!

"Uncle, please think again!"

Wan Zhenren was horrified and knelt down and screamed.

After self-cultivation and falling back to the level of Dongxuan Dharma, even if it can be recovered in the future, it will not be easy.

Da Zhenren has a noble body and personally goes to danger. Any accident may lead to catastrophe and a great loss to the Taoist court.

Wan Zhenren could not imagine how important this matter was to the Taoist court, so that his uncle could make such a decision!

What are the Taoist court and the demons fighting for?

The old Taoist priest slowly returned to the case and sat down, caressing the jade case.

"Your current cultivation level is somewhat secret, and you are qualified to know it..."

The old Taoist priest's eyes were deep, as if he was remembering something, and he suddenly asked a question.

"What is God?"

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