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At the same time as the thunder sounded, Qin Sang cast a spell to cover up the fluctuations, and sealed off the entire mountain just in case.

The monks of the Yan Kingdom did not have the strength to seize food from the tiger's mouth, but Qin Sang did not want to attract too many people and cause trouble.

The inside of the seal is just a huge space, like the underground space of a Taoist temple, but it certainly has nothing to do with this Taoist temple.

There is an altar in the ground. Not surprisingly, it is the main altar of the altar array.

It can also be seen from the size.

The main altar is ten times as big as the branch altar!

"Finally found!"

Qin Sang looked at the main altar in front of him with brilliant eyes.

The layout of the main altar is the same as that of the sub-altars. The altar is divided into three levels, the upper altar is round, the middle altar is octagonal, and the lower altar is square.

“I didn’t expect the main altar to be so completely preserved!”

This is what Qin Sang was most surprised about.

Most of the many sub-altars only have a few strips of stone left.

The upper, middle and lower floors of this main altar are actually there. It must be because it has been sealed and no one has ever set foot here.

But the damage was still very serious.

Above the main altar, there are densely crisscrossed cracks, and cracks can be seen everywhere.

There are still large pieces of debris crumbling around the edges of the main altar.

However, the damaged main altar still has power. The main altar emits a dazzling thunder light, illuminating the entire ground.

There seemed to be a thunder ball floating above the main altar, continuously emitting fluctuations.

Qin Sang asked Taiyi and Suzaku to continue to activate the thunder altar for a while, but they did not stop.

Since the power still exists, there is hope for recovery!

"Now we want to see what these thunder altars are for."

Qin Sang thought about it, scanning the runes carved on the altar, and frowned slightly, "It's not like the altar of Chuanlu..."

As soon as his figure flashed, Qin Sang gently landed on the main altar, sat cross-legged, and released a ray of true energy, which slowly seeped into the main altar.

He tried to capture and control the fluctuations and give a separate response, but he tried several times and failed.

Qin Sang discovered that the current main altar was actually very fragile, and the remaining runes maintained a fragile balance.

He intervened forcefully, and a careless move might destroy the balance, leading to the complete destruction of the main altar.

It seemed that the situation at the main altar was not as optimistic as he imagined.

Qin Sang withdrew his true energy and did nothing, waiting quietly until the fluctuation subsided.

Taiyi and Suzaku on the other side stopped.

The thunder light dissipated and the main altar fell silent.

Qin Sang tried again. The true essence was like water, flowing through every rune and every gap on the main altar. He understood it carefully and compared it with the seal of the Five Thunder Envoys.

Gradually, I finally got a clue.

"I see!"

Qin Sang finally confirmed the function of the altar array. It was an altar specially used for practicing Dharma.

In Taoism, this type of altar has no clear divisions and has a wide range of functions. It can be used to recite incantations, perform dharma, and cast talismans.

With the help of the altar, you can not only increase your power, but also cast spells that exceed your own cultivation level.

However, building an altar is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it is also very difficult. Especially for such a large-scale altar array, the amount of spiritual materials consumed by the main altar alone is unimaginable by ordinary people, and it cannot be built overnight.

When fighting with others, unless there is a fight or a premeditated fight, it is almost impossible to have a chance to build an altar.

However, there is a scenario where you can first cover up others' eyes and ears, build an altar quietly, and use the altar array to shock all parties. This is much simpler and more concealed than building an altar of Chuanlu Dharma.

Conquering a site and then turning it into an altar and opening an altar to preach is also a way to open up territory and expand territory.

A lot of Daoting's territory must have been conquered in this way.

Since it is an altar for practicing Dharma, what kind of Dharma is being practiced?

Qin Sang continued to explore, and soon made new discoveries. He noticed something unusual inside the altar, separated a ray of spiritual consciousness, and approached cautiously.

'hiss! ’

Qin Sang suddenly withdrew that spiritual consciousness and was suddenly awakened, with a look of shock in his eyes.

Somehow, Qin Sang found a thunder ball floating inside the altar.

There seemed to be something inside the thunder ball, but Qin Sang couldn't see it clearly. When he tried to get closer, he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, as if the thunder ball was an extremely dangerous thing, and he instinctively pulled away his consciousness.

Although this body is an incarnation, it has the same vision as the original body.

For a moment, Qin Sang's mind seemed to be shaken. The feeling was so clear that it was definitely not an illusion. It was impossible for an existence of the same level to cause such a throbbing.

Vaguely, an outline similar to a rune appeared in the thunder ball.

"Is it a fourth-level thunder talisman?"

None of the third-level thunder talismans recorded in the seal of the Five Thunder Envoys would have such a strong deterrent effect.

How could Qin Sang not be surprised?

The fourth-level spiritual talisman can carry the fourth-level magic talisman and is awarded to the combined monks!

The cultivation level of the Void Refining monk is not enough to cast the fourth level spiritual talisman, but with the help of the magic altar, it may be possible.

Thinking of this, Qin Sang calmed down and carefully observed the ball of thunder. In the end, he did not dare to touch it rashly, and his eyes fell back on the main altar itself.

He knew nothing about the fourth-level thunder talisman and could not recognize what kind of talisman it was. If an accident occurred and the main altar was blown up, he would really regret it.

These thunder altars may have been built for this talisman. Qin Sang's next task is to repair the main altar.

If it is a intact fourth-level thunder talisman, its value is immeasurable. He finally has a trump card that he can use!

“I didn’t expect there would be such a big surprise when I went down the mountain this time…”

Qin Sang withdrew his true energy and spiritual consciousness, and his spiritual consciousness explored the ground and searched the mountain and the surrounding mountains carefully.

Within a hundred miles, there is only this main altar, and there is no other similar one.

Unfortunately, there is only one main altar in the underground cellar. There are no books and no inscriptions left by the owner of the altar.

Qin Sang still doesn't know the other party's Taoist name and identity.

He stood up and bowed to the void as a tribute and thanks to the senior from long ago.

…

In the Taoist temple on the ground.

Yulang is busy.

He walked out of the main hall, holding a few pieces of rotten wood in his arms. They were all debris in the main hall and needed to be cleaned out.

When passing by the entrance of the Taoist temple, Yulang deliberately slowed down.

Luohou was lying on the grass behind the door.

Yulang only knew that Luohou was a senior with great supernatural powers and was not as simple as a green horse on the surface, but he did not understand why this senior was so drowsy along the way and rarely sober.

After walking out of the Taoist temple, Yulang walked through a patch of grass, threw the debris into the ditch, raised his head slightly, and saw a small figure on the top of the mountain.

Senior sister Xiaowu.

Yulang's lips moved, but in the end he didn't cry out.

In his opinion, this Fifth Senior Sister is also very strange.

At first, he thought that the senior sister was just a five or six-year-old little girl. Because she had followed the master earlier than him, he wanted to call her senior sister. He also felt that it was pitiful that the senior sister could not see things.

Later I found out that his idea was ridiculous.

Even Senior Luohou and the arrogant Senior Suzaku seem to be a little afraid of Senior Sister.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Senior Sister Xiaowu seemed to want to talk to him, but she didn't know what to say. She always hesitated to speak.

And because of his cultivation, he was actually not familiar with this senior sister, and he didn't know how to communicate with her or what to talk about.

The two sides have been calling each other senior sister and junior brother.

Standing here, you can only see the side of Senior Sister Xiaowu. The direction Sister Xiaowu is looking at is down the mountain. There is a village there. Along the road to the village and around a mountain, there is a town.

It stands to reason that the location of this Taoist temple is not bad, and it can attract some incense, but it is abandoned for some reason.

"Senior sister seems very lonely."

For no reason, Yulang suddenly came up with this idea.

He shook his head, cut a bundle of hay, and prepared to carry it back to the Taoist temple to repair the roof.

Entering the Taoist temple, they found Luohou standing up.

"Senior, you're awake," Yulang obediently bowed.

Luohou nodded, raised his head, and looked to the west. Soon there was a sound of breaking through the air, accompanied by shouts and screams.

"Hurry up! You're so slow!"

‘Whoosh! Whoosh! ’

Two rays of light fell into the Taoist temple, revealing a dissatisfied Suzaku and a helpless Taiyi.

"Where did the man named Qin go? Did he find the Thunder Altar?" Suzaku couldn't wait to ask. If Luohou hadn't recovered his strength, he would definitely have to stay.

"The master has found the main altar and is in retreat," Luohou said.

Suzaku smacked his lips in regret. It had a temper, but it also knew the importance. It must not disturb Qin Sang's retreat. He rolled his eyes and looked at Yulang: "What are you doing?"

Yulang finally found the opportunity to salute and replied: "Master said it's time to stop."

"In this crappy place?"

Suzaku looked disgusted. When he saw the hay in Yulang's arms, he sneered, "Why bother?"

Before it finished speaking, it would open its mouth and breathe out fire, raze this place to the ground, and then use magic to build it again.

"Sir Suzaku, wait!"

Taiyi hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "When Lord Shijun travels down the mountain, he must take the initiative to integrate into the world of mortals. You should want to repair this Taoist temple and accept secular incense. The reconstruction is too shocking and goes against the original intention of Lord Shijun. Let's clean up together. , it won’t take much.”

Yu Lang nodded repeatedly and almost broke into a cold sweat due to Suzaku's shock.

"I'm too lazy to play house with you, Suzaku!"

Suzaku scoffed, glanced at a bird's nest under the eaves, flew over and kicked the sparrows in the nest away, then went in and fell asleep.

Taiyi and the others don't expect Suzaku to help, so it's good if they don't cause any trouble.

Cleaning and repairing Taoist temples by hand was a novel experience for both Luohou and Taiyi, but Yulang was accustomed to it. He lived alone and repairing was common and he did it himself.

He is also a good hand at work. He is good at building walls, repairing doors and repairing roofs. He is also good at carpentry work.

While he was busy, Qin Sang's voice suddenly came from underground, "Taiyi, come in."

"yes!"

Taiyi put down his work and escaped to the earth.

Suzaku's eyelids moved and he turned over.

"I'm going to cut some hay," Luohou turned around and went out, and soon came back with a large bundle of hay.

Yulang jumped down from the roof, stretched out his hand to touch it, and said pleasantly: "This grass is so soft. It would be a waste to make a roof. You can make some futons and straw mats."

"Can you make futons?" Luohou asked.

"Yes, Master likes to burn incense and sit in meditation before studying. I made the futon that Master sits on," Yu Lang's eyes darkened.

"Okay, then make one for me," Luohou said happily, looking at his body, "make it a bigger one."

"Uh-huh!"

Yulang cleaned the hay, carefully broke it, and quickly knitted it with his fingers, quickly making a futon large enough for Luohou to sleep on.

"The workmanship is good," Luohou was very satisfied. "Remember to make one for your master too."

With the busy work of one person and one horse, the Taoist temple was quickly renovated.

Looking at the Taoist temple, Yulang was satisfied. He had great enthusiasm for repairing the Taoist temple.

After all, this is his first 'home' after becoming a disciple.

"We still need windows and a screen..."

Yulang muttered, found wood, made the frame of the window frame and screen, cut the paper accordingly, and was about to paste it up, when he suddenly remembered something, hesitated, and ran out of the Taoist temple.

Xiao Wu is still where she is. These days, she just looks down the mountain quietly, watching the sun rise and the moon set.

"Senior sister," Yulang called.

Xiao Wu turned around.

"Sister, can you paint?" Yulang asked.

Xiao Wu was stunned, "I have never painted before."

Yulang quickly expressed his thoughts and asked, "What do you think, senior sister?"

He believed that even if his senior sister had never learned painting, she would definitely not be able to trouble her.

"You can try it."

Xiao Wu's figure flickered and landed beside Yu Lang.

Yulang was secretly happy, but he didn't expect to invite his senior sister. He quickly returned to the Taoist temple, spread out a piece of window lattice paper, and took out his pen and inkstone.

"Senior sister, draw whatever you want, like this..."

Yulang demonstrated it himself and made two paintings in a row, both of which were landscapes. These days, he saw magnificent scenery that he had never seen before.

The brush strokes are a little rough, but they are decent.

"These painting techniques were all taught to me by Master...Senior sister, let's try it too," Yu Lang handed the brush to Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu reached out to take it, thought for a while, and then started to paint lightly. The outline of the painting gradually became clearer, like a room with only extremely simple furnishings.

Yulang didn't know why his senior sister painted these, which didn't match his landscapes, so he couldn't help but ask: "Where is this?"

"It's the master's cave."

Yulang was startled and turned around to see that Luohou came over at some point. Even the red bird flew out of the bird's nest and stared at Xiao Wu as he painted.

The painting was completed, and there was another Taoist figure in it. His face was a little blurry, but everyone present knew that this person was Qin Sang.

After finishing this painting, Xiaowu continued painting without stopping.

The next painting was a desert, and then there were villages, cities, and some very magnificent-looking buildings. She was not skilled enough, so the painting was a bit awkward and difficult.

Zhuque and Luohou exchanged a look.

These scenes are all scenes that Qin Sang experienced when he led them to perform heroic acts of justice, but in Xiao Wu's paintings, the killings are hidden, leaving only the scenery.

"Has she suppressed her murderous nature?"

Finally finished painting the desert.

The next painting is of a boat, with a little boy clumsily throwing a harpoon into the river, which is lifelike.

Xiao Wu is obviously more skilled and calm than before.

She was addicted to painting, one after another. There were willow trees, an old man, a woman who fell into the water, there were people riding large boats, various figures, a little fox on tiptoe, victims queuing up to get medicine, and some busy people. Three luxuriant girls...

…

When Qin Sang came out of the customs, he saw a brand new Taoist temple, but it still retained an old and simple atmosphere.

"Master," Yulang hurriedly walked out of the hall.

Qin Sang nodded, his eyes stayed on the window lattice paper for a while, he took a piece of wood into his hand, wiped it with his palm, and carved three big characters.

Qingyang Temple.