Ask about the Immortal Way

Chapter 2116 True Thunder Casting Talisman

The standing man also withdrew his gaze from the chessboard, turned his head and looked over, echoing: "It shows how much the Yuanxiang clan leader values ​​those foreigners, this plan is successful!"

The man holding the chess piece was doubtful and looked at the white-robed man on the other side of the chessboard, "They are just some inferior foreigners. Even if the Yuanxiang clan leader failed to protect them and caused them to be exterminated, can it really cause a rift between the Zhuyan clan and that side? Uncle said that the other side is a foreign force, but I don't know how they got the Mirage Jade. Since they are foreigners, if they want to make a difference in the Holy Land, they will never be kicked out easily. Open the Zhuyan clan as an ally. "

"The ice is three feet thick, and it is not formed in one day! If this plan fails, there will be a next time. Over time, there will be a gap! Without an ally, the power of the Zhuyan clan will be weakened, and our clan will have a greater chance. "

The standing man paused and looked at the white-robed man: "Moreover, uncle should have another purpose this time, which is to win over the Lu family's chief priest, right? I wonder what is so special about that chief priest that can be valued by uncle?"

As he spoke, the army of the Siyou clan outside the mountain had arrived, and the chief priest invited Yuan Miao to board the Lu King's carriage.

The sky was dark.

The carriage soared into the sky, turned into a rainbow and went east. The army followed the carriage in a mighty manner, with a strong momentum and a change of color!

The white-robed man watched the Siyou clan army set off indifferently, without saying a word.

The two brothers looked at each other and tactfully stopped asking questions. The man holding the chess piece returned to the chess game, thought for a moment, and finally made a move.

'Pah! ’

…

The imperial carriage led the way, and the army followed behind.

The sky was filled with dark clouds, and the clouds were like a surging river, rushing eastward.

The Zhuyan Clan and its Yu Clan would not allow them to continue to borrow the path to move the formation, so they could only follow the agreed route, cross the Zhuyan Clan’s territory, and fly to the Storm Realm on their own. They did not hide, nor did they need to hide. As long as Si Lu was more informed, he would have been warned long ago.

On the top of the imperial carriage, there was a jade ball the size of a human head, which emitted colorful rays of light. The dark clouds under the army were infected by the rays of light and became colorful. The soldiers of the Siyou Clan suddenly felt their bodies lightened, and their speed increased dramatically, while their own consumption was greatly reduced.

The army hurriedly marched, and inside the imperial carriage, the chief priest invited Yuan Miao to the guest seat, and he sat below King Lu.

King Lu himself was a mid-stage master of the second level of the Void Realm, and on his left and right were the Imperial Family’s Junior Master and the Lu Family’s Chief Priest respectively.

Yuan Miao was facing three masters alone, secretly thinking that it was hard. Those in the tribe who could calm down the situation all thought that it was better to practice in the cave than to fight in person, and they were unwilling to take this job, so they pushed him out.

Fortunately, he had excellent self-control and was a war-loving person. He was not afraid even on the battlefield where you fight to the death. Facing the questions of the three people, his response was neither salty nor bland, which was in line with the identity of the military supervisor.

After a back and forth, the imperial carriage fell into an awkward silence.

After flying for an unknown distance, the chief priest and the young master seemed to have sensed something and stared at the front, then the King of Lu. Yuan Miao finally found that there was a breath in front, as if waiting for the army.

This breath was very familiar, Yuan Miao immediately recognized the identity of this person, and his expression sank slightly.

The speed of the imperial carriage slowed down, the chief priest stood up, flew out of the imperial carriage, and soon brought back a person.

The person who came was Min Zhuo, the patriarch of the Changyou tribe.

When Min Zhuo entered the hall, he saw Yuan Miao at a glance. His expression froze, and he saluted solemnly and said, "Min Zhuo pays respect to Yuan Zun Envoy!"

Nominally, the Changyou tribe is still the royal tribe of the Zhuyan tribe, and etiquette cannot be abolished.

Yuan Miao nodded, and did not question or reprimand him in person.

In fact, Yuan Miao had no ill feelings towards Min Zhuo in his heart. As the head of the tribe, he was not afraid of power, never compromised, and was indomitable in order to avenge his people. His temper was quite to his liking.

Since the upper tribe did not help them, what qualifications did they have to blame them for asking outsiders for help?

If this could succeed, he would also look up to Min Zhuo.

Of course, this does not mean that Yuan Miao would side with Min Zhuo.

Min Zhuo was ready to face the storm, but he was easily exposed. He was surprised, but also relieved. He took two steps forward and bowed, "Min Zhuo greets King Lu!"

"You are the chief of the Changyou tribe. I have long heard of your name!"

King Lu was very friendly and raised his hand to invite him, "Sorry to have kept Chief Min Zhuo waiting. Please take a seat."

"Thank you, King Lu, for the seat!"

Min Zhuo sat upright, looking straight ahead, "I was overjoyed to learn that King Lu led a large army to attack. My tribe finally has a chance of revenge, so I came to welcome the king's teacher in person!"

He also prepared many compliments, but was worried that it would irritate Yuan Miao and cause trouble, so he had to swallow them.

King Lu laughed, "I also want to thank Chief Min Zhuo for sending a message and warning us. We just knew that the rebels had fled here. This time, we are fighting against the rebels to avenge Chief Min Zhuo. After the success, you and I will both have done a great deed. This king and the young master will personally ask the emperor for credit for Chief Min Zhuo!"

As he said this, he and the chief worshiper looked at the young master on the side. The young master smiled and played with the jade cup in his hand without expressing his opinion.

The two secretly said that he was an old fox. King Lu met with the emperor this time to ask for a letter of summons and the young master. In addition to the young master, the emperor did not send a single soldier. The army was all King Lu's subordinates and the helpers they invited.

The wording of the summons was also very particular. It said that King Lu had reported to the emperor that Yanshan Sijia had rebelled, and the evidence was conclusive. This time, the crusade was nominally to bring the descendants of Sijia back to meet the emperor and question them in person.

In this way, if things go wrong, the royal family can always distance themselves from the matter. Before they gain a certain advantage, they can forget about the young master actually working for them.

Of course, King Lu couldn't let the royal family sit back and enjoy the benefits. After some bargaining, he got a formation diagram to prepare to use it to deal with the enemy's altar formation.

Yuan Miao glanced at Min Zhuo and secretly thought that the news was indeed leaked by the Changyou clan.

Min Zhuo didn't look proud and said, "I don't dare to take credit. This request for help is actually for ourselves. King Lu can severely injure the enemy and return my homeland. I will be satisfied." This is what I have collected recently. I'll ask King Lu to review the information I received. Unfortunately, the enemy is so powerful that I don't dare to offend my old friends. I'm alone and don't dare to get too close."

Seeing that he was interested, King Lu was even more satisfied. He took the jade slips into his hands and shook his head secretly after looking at it. As Min Zhuo said, there was not much valuable information, not as much as Lu Gan could find out in one trip.

King Lu looked as usual, handed the jade slip to the big worshiper, and continued to ask: "This time to defeat the enemy, I wonder if the Minzhuo clan chief has any good ideas?"

Minzhuo stood up and said solemnly: "I have little talent and knowledge, and I dare not comment. I see that King Lu's army is majestic and has countless strong men. I believe that as long as he crushes it in an upright manner, the enemy will be frightened! I am willing to lead the elite of the clan and obey King Lu ordered!”

Yuan Miao listened to the conversation between King Lu and Min Zhuo, but he always closed his eyes and meditated without saying a word.

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Storm Realm.

At this moment, all altars have been built in accordance with Qin Sang's will, and countless altars are scattered throughout the Storm Realm.

The four borders of Beihai, Zhongzhou Continent, East China Sea, Canglang Sea, Demon Sea...

Human race, witch race, demon race...

Shaohua Mountain, Xuantian Palace, Dabei Temple, Beihuang Demon Tribe, Eight Views...

Regardless of race, good or evil, all the monks and forces in the Storm Realm who own the altar have received the same order and are all waiting in front of the altar.

Zhuque, Silu and Sunu were currently in charge of the three core sub-altars.

After urging Canglanghai to build the altar, Silu changed positions with Suzaku and took charge of the West Tu sub-altar. The enemy would most likely attack from the West Tu direction, and Silu would need to show up at that time.

The sacred mountain of the Wu people.

One of the altars was built on Broken Mountain.

There is a cicada suspended in front of the altar, and behind the cicada stands a young man from the Wu tribe, who is none other than Fang Laomo's adopted son.

The other sub-altars are also divided into priorities and have different requirements for those who hold the altars. This altar requires Old Mo Fang and his adopted son to sit together.

Further behind, there were some Wu Clan monks, all of whom were at the Nascent Soul level, and all of them looked nervous.

The aura on their bodies is very different from that of other Wu clan members, because they have been practicing a Taoist thunder method during this period to prepare for the next opening of the altar.

Fang Lao Mo was suspended in the air.

There was no cloud in the sky above the altar, and there was silence.

The young man from the Wu tribe waited for a long time, but when he saw no response from the altar, he couldn't help but look up at the sky. At this moment, countless Storm Realm monks were waiting anxiously like him.

Unfortunately, there was no movement on the altar until the sun set and the night was dim. The altar finally shook, and then the light shone brightly, spreading clear brilliance and strange fluctuations.

"Kai Tan!"

Fang Laomo suddenly flew to the top of the altar.

The young man from the Wu tribe immediately rushed to the front of the altar, and the other monks from the Wu tribe spread out, formed a formation, and surrounded the altar. They made seals with their hands, ready to cast spells at any time.

After waiting for a moment, the altar suddenly vomited spiritual light, submerging the figure of Fang Laomo, and immediately the sound of cicadas rang in everyone's ears.

The young man from the Wu tribe focused his gaze, and the seals in his hands changed continuously, but he heard the sound of thunder and thunder around the altar.

In the thunder light, a larger illusory altar was faintly visible, standing in the void, as if it were made from heaven, gathering the power of heaven, and echoing the mysterious existence in the distance.

Similar scenes appeared in every corner of the storm world.

The young man from the Wu tribe was not the master of the altar, so he could still be distracted at this moment, and the look of surprise in his eyes became more and more intense. He didn't feel it when he was building the altar before, but now that he actually opened the altar, he felt that he seemed to be integrated into a majestic force through the altar.

He could only vaguely perceive the existence of this great force. He didn't know how powerful this great force was, but the altar he was in turned out to be only a corner of this great force, an insignificant part!

Ever since the Qingyang Temple Ceremony, he once again felt deep awe in his heart!

At this moment, Su Nu, Zhuque and Silu, who were sitting in the three core divisions, also truly felt the power of the altar array, with different expressions.

The power of countless magic altars is constantly gathering towards them. Those who lead the altar may not be worth mentioning in the eyes of the monks of Lianxu, but when the power of so many magic altars gathers together, no one dares to underestimate the power formed. . But although this kind of power is strong, it should not be enough to stop the Siyou clan army.

Silu closed his eyes tightly, his eyelids trembled slightly, and secretly advised himself to be calm and calm. He only controlled a part of the altar array, and the main altar was at Qingyang Temple. Since Qin Sang is full of confidence and the altar formation is complete, he may really have world-shaking power!

At this moment, they all felt Qin Sang's thoughts transmitted to them, and immediately followed Qin Sang's order to activate the altar.

At this moment, the altar formation was truly activated, but the power of the altar formation was hidden, and there were no astonishing celestial phenomena outside the altar.

Qingyang Temple.

Qin Sang's true form returns and the Dharma body enters his body.

The main altar under him is already complete. The lower altar has four directions, the middle altar has eight corners, and the upper altar has a round shape. It has countless runes and is so mysterious that it makes one dizzy to look at it.

However, at this time, the Thunder Altar still lacks one thing, and it is also the most important thing - the Thunder Sacrifice Affidavit!

After having some exchanges with the Yuanxiang clan leader, Qin Sang felt confident and quickly rushed back to Qingyang Temple to engrave the magic talisman.

The spirit talisman is the core of the altar. Qin Sang is not strong enough to engrave the fourth-level spirit talisman of the Thunder Oath, so he decided to use the power of the Blue Luan True Thunder. When he was in Yuedu Bay, he was preparing for this matter and was fully prepared.

Next, he continued to draw a little bit of Blue Luan True Thunder from the phoenix wings. As expected, the Blue Luan True Thunder was indeed of a very high level. It was used to "outline" the runes of the Thunder Oath without any reluctance, which greatly reduced Qin Sang's pressure.

One by one, the scattered shapes were engraved on the altar, and the progress was very smooth until today, when it came to the most critical step.

The spirit talisman took shape!

For this step, he must use the altar formation to gather the power of the altar masters to help him.

As Su Nu, Zhu Que and Si Lu urged the branch altar, the main altar was powerful, and the sky above Qingyang Temple turned into a thunder lake! At this time, the Thunder Oath had not yet taken shape, and the prestige of the Thunder Altar was not much less than that of the past.

Qin Sang looked calm, his body surrounded by the illusory shadow of the Thunder Altar, his wings spread wide, strands of green lightning filled the air, and finally the whole person turned into a ball of lightning, completely merging into the Thunder Altar.

As the lightning flashed, countless runes flashed frequently, but there was no sense of disorder. The runes combined into rune shapes, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

Although they were just scattered shapes, they seemed to be more complex than the third-level spiritual talismans.

Qin Sang wandered among these scattered shapes, as if he had fallen into a sea of ​​spiritual talismans. This time, he successfully combined the shapes to offer the Thunder Oath, and his understanding of the way of talismans was bound to be completely transformed!

‘Sizzle! Snap! ’

‘Boom boom...’

The Qingyang Guard Mountain Array was activated, covering the sky.

In the thunder magma, Qin Sang completely forgot himself and guided the scattered shapes to where they should go.

Gradually, the scattered shapes scattered outside became fewer and fewer, and in the center of the Thunder Lake, a ball of lightning became more and more brilliant and dazzling.

There was chaos inside the lightning, which meant that the scattered shapes were merging and difficult to distinguish. Gradually, a vague outline emerged from it, like a piece of paper made of lightning, but it was not silver as before, but green!

In an instant, Qin Sang's figure reappeared on the main altar, but in fact he had never left.

'Shua! '

Qin Sang opened his eyes, his eyes shot towards the illusory lightning paper, and suddenly made a seal.

At this moment, all the altar masters felt an inexplicable throbbing, and this feeling was fleeting. Before they could react, the power of the altar suddenly fell back.

Su Nu, Zhu Que and Si Lu all felt that the altar had undergone some changes, but they couldn't tell what it was.

Qin Sang smiled and stretched out a hand.

A piece of green lightning paper, as light as a feather, floated into his palm, then passed through his palm and sank into the altar.