Ask about the Immortal Way

Breaking through to the second level was a matter of course. It was obviously very smooth. Qin Sang was originally proud that he was a genius in cultivation, but now he couldn't help but start to doubt himself.

Even if you are not a genius, you can still accept the appearance of a middle-aged person, but you can't be a fool, right?

He didn't know if this situation was normal, but with no progress for such a long time, his patience was worn away bit by bit, and he was inevitably a little anxious.

Without the guidance of his master, Qin Sang could only wonder on his own. Is there any other reason besides the technique itself for breaking through to the second level so smoothly but now being stuck by a bottleneck?

Such as medicinal bath.

After the Xueyi Building stabilized, Qin Sang once found an opportunity to return to Sanwu City, but did not see Taoist Ji Xin and Mingyue. It is said that shortly after the Taoist temple caught fire, they So he left the Taoist temple to the victims, took a boat southward, and left the Sui Dynasty.

Calculating the time, it was the days when King Dongyang and King Zhenshui rebelled.

Unable to find Taoist Master Ji Xin, Qin Sang had no choice but to find another way. He also collected several prescriptions for strengthening the body and cultivating the body in the Xueyi Tower, but unfortunately the effect was not as good as medicinal bath.

There was a sudden knock on the courtyard door.

Water Monkey whispered outside: "Master, General Zhou is here."

Qin Sang's face lit up, she hurriedly stood up, tidied her clothes, and said loudly: "Please come quickly!"

Not long after, Water Monkey led a middle-aged man in armor and pushed in through the door. The man walked up to Qin Sang, leaned down and bowed, "Last General Zhou Mingguang has met Mr. Qin!"

On the surface, Qin Sang is a staff member of Princess Dongyang and has no official position. People outside the Xueyi Building call Qin Sang sir.

Qin Sang stretched out his hand to hold Zhou Mingguang, looked him up and down, and said with a smile: "General Zhou, we are old acquaintances, why should we be so polite? This time I trouble General Zhou to take a detour to Hunwu County, Qin Sang has been feeling uneasy in his heart, for fear that I missed the Admiral’s important military flight.”

Zhou Mingguang is a close aide of General Mu. Hening County was destroyed two months ago, and Qin Sang had met him once.

General Mu's troops did not destroy Hening County, and he made great achievements. With the recommendation of the princess, he was promoted to the right admiral of the heroic battalion. Zhou Mingguang's situation improved and he became a guerrilla general and commanded the crossbow barracks.

Qin Sang was promoted to the title of Hall Master of the Blood Clothes Pavilion, but the paperwork had not yet arrived.

The only thing that made Qin Sang unhappy was that Wang Liu had ruined the military situation. Not only was he not punished, but he got a huge advantage when he attacked Jiangzhou City, and now he has become the right admiral of Xuanwei Camp.

"The general will not dare!"

Zhou Mingguang had seen the hellish scene in Chu Dazhuang's mansion with his own eyes, and he showed great respect to Qin Sang, "Mr. Qin, the admiral asked me to say hello to you. Your Excellency wanted to come to see Mr. Qin in person, but unexpectedly the military situation was urgent, so he had to lead his troops to go on the main road. In Beipingzhou, the general has brought all the crossbow barracks under the Admiral's command, together with five hundred divine arm crossbows, to listen to Mr. Qin's orders!"

"good!"

Qin Sang clapped his hands and beamed with joy. He gave General Mu most of his military exploits and stayed in Hunwu County for so long just for these crossbowmen.

His goal is naturally the Xuanji Temple in Hunwu County!

After learning from Master Yuanjue that Xuanji Temple had the legacy of immortal cultivators, Qin Sang was thinking about how to get it.

His lightness kung fu is not comparable to the top masters in the world, and he cannot sneak into Xuanji Temple quietly. Even though Master Yuanjue is dead, Xuanji Temple still has innate masters and countless first-rate masters.

Of course he can use the power of the King of Hell to kill people quietly, but Xuanji Temple is known as a holy place, and everyone in the Sui Dynasty knows it. Once the news that the eminent monks of Xuanji Temple have disappeared is spread, it will definitely cause uproar throughout the Sui Dynasty. The Sui Kingdom was in an uproar.

There are immortal masters watching over the Great Sui Kingdom.

After much thought, it was safest to rely on secular power. Facing five hundred divine arm crossbows, the abbot of Xuanji Temple did not dare to act recklessly, unless he wanted to destroy the Xuanji Temple.

Hearing that Qin Sang's target was actually Xuanji Temple, Zhou Mingguang said with a troubled expression: "Mr. Qin, I heard that there are innate masters stationed in Xuanji Temple, a mere five hundred crossbowmen, I'm afraid..."

"Don't worry, General Zhou!"

Qin Sang confidently said, "If an innate master dares to kill someone, I will be the one to deal with it. The only thing to worry about is that the monks in Xuanji Temple are unruly and still want to be loyal to the false emperor and disobey the king. That's why General Zhou is needed to lead the troops." Shock. If they recognize each other, plead guilty and receive punishment, the prince does not want to kill them all... I have prepared wine and meat, and I will trouble General Zhou to take them back to reward the soldiers. I will set off early tomorrow morning so as not to delay the march. After the event is completed, Qin Sang will be grateful. "

"I will obey your orders!"

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In the early morning of the next day, Qin Sang led the men of Xueyilou to join Zhou Guangming. After dinner, they marched quickly and before noon, they stationed troops in front of the mountain gate of Xuanji Temple.

An ancient temple hidden deep in the mountains.

The mountain wind rustled the dense forest.

The road up the mountain is paved with half-step-wide blue stones. From the foot of the mountain to the temple gate, five riders can walk abreast.

Xuanji Temple.

Among the three vigorous characters, a simple and heavy atmosphere comes to your face.

In front of the mountain gate, two stone lions glared at the way they came.

Fallen leaves were flying on the high steps, and there was no monk in sight. Two red doors several feet high were tightly closed, and there was silence inside.

The autumn wind is bleak.

In front of the temple, there was a large flat field. Qin Sang, wearing the armor of an ordinary soldier, looked up at this holy land of martial arts. He looked past the high outer walls and saw the cornices inside.

He could hear nervous breathing in Xuanji Temple.

Zhou Guangming, who took the lead, waved his hand back, and then a series of footsteps sounded. More than a thousand soldiers dispersed in order, and five hundred divine arm crossbows were cocked, arrows pointed at the Zhumen.

Zhou Mingguang looked at Qin Sang, who slightly nodded.

"Change rockets!"

Zhou Mingguang roared, and as soon as he finished speaking, someone in Xuanji Temple suddenly recited a rich Buddhist name.

"Wait!"

Then, there was a rush of footsteps in Xuanji Temple, the red door opened, and an old monk with a ruddy complexion and white eyebrows and beard walked out first.

Behind him, a group of monks filed out, looking angry, holding sticks and pointing at the soldiers in front.

Seeing the cassock on the old monk, Qin Sang secretly thought that this person should be Abbot Yuanzhen, the abbot of Xuanji Temple, the younger brother of Master Yuanjue, and one of the most virtuous and respected people in the martial arts world of the Sui Dynasty.

"Amitabha."

Abbot Yuanzhen's eyes were full of sadness. He glanced at Zhou Mingguang and asked in a solemn voice: "Ignorant monk Yuanzhen, dare I ask the general's name?"

Zhou Mingguang said in a deep voice: "I am Zhou Mingguang. He is not talented at all, but he is a general under the prince."

Abbot Yuanzhen nodded, then suddenly his face darkened, and he asked: "General Zhou, all the monks in Xuanji Temple are monks. They have always been compassionate and stayed with the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng. They did not mess with the secular world. I don't know what I have committed. Is it worth the general going to war and bringing troops to attack?"

"Qingdeng Ancient Buddha?"

Zhou Mingguang laughed with sarcasm on his face, "The monk soldiers in Duling County who helped the puppet emperor defend the city slaughtered countless of my sons in Dongyang County. Could it be that they are disciples of another family?"

Abbot Yuanzhen's expression remained unchanged and he retorted: "General Zhou didn't know something. Those monks and soldiers only studied in Xuanji Temple and had nothing to do with Xuanji Temple after they came down from the mountain. The poor monk had already explained the reason to the prince face to face. Once it’s passed, the general will know as soon as he asks.”