Ask about the Immortal Way

Qin Sang was secretly surprised that the Yama Banner, the Purple Soul Ling, and the Ebony Sword were all weapons of immortal cultivators, but they had completely different ways of using them.

Purple Soul Ling is a high-grade magic weapon, are they also magic weapons? What grade is it?

Putting down the Yama flag, Qin Sang turned his attention to the sheepskin and colorful brocade bag.

To his disappointment, this piece of sheepskin was the same as before. Regardless of spiritual consciousness or spiritual power, it would pass through it directly. It was just like other mortal objects, just an ordinary piece of leather.

Qin Sang originally didn't have much hope for the colorful kit. Unexpectedly, as soon as his spiritual consciousness entered the kit, with a 'boom', a strange space appeared in front of his eyes.

Qin Sang was secretly surprised. When he touched the bag with spiritual power before, there was no reaction at all. It turned out to be an immortal magic weapon!

This space is not big, and it is full of sundries. Is this a storage bag?

Qin Sang glanced at it, and the most eye-catching thing was the two small piles of gold and silver, which were shining and reflecting each other.

With just these gold and silver, Qin Sang would be a wealthy family even if he were a mortal.

The strange thing is that what is piled next to these gold and silver is not jade jewelry, but a few scattered stones. Except for the different colors, these stones are similar. Some are yellow, some are blue, and some are red. There is no trace of variegation, which is very strange.

Qin Sang counted it and found that there were only eight yuan in total.

Apart from these, there are some common things needed for food, clothing, housing and transportation, even pots and bowls, oil, salt, spices, etc. None of them look like things that a cultivator should have.

Qin Sang became more and more disappointed as he looked at each item. In the end, only a few books and an empty wooden box were left in the corner.

One of the old books looked very simple, with four words written on the cover - Song family genealogy.

Could this be the family tree of the sword-riding boy?

Qin Sang secretly thought, it turns out that the boy's surname is Song. I wonder if there is the boy's address or the address of the Song family's ancestral hall in the genealogy. I can report it if I have the opportunity in the future.

The other one is called "Xuan Yin Book", and the last one doesn't have a single word on the cover.

These two books were probably the techniques practiced by the young man named Song. Qin Sang was moved in his heart and wanted to open the book to see if it was different from his own "Netherworld Sutra", but unexpectedly he couldn't do it.

Only then did he suddenly realize that the contents of the kit could only be seen but not touched!

Qin Sang felt anxious as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him. He tried one by one, but he couldn't even move the most ordinary clothes or get them out. He tried for a long time before finally giving up.

The feeling of entering Baoshan and returning empty-handed was not good. Qin Sang felt depressed and could only comfort himself. The contents of this kit did not look very precious.

After reading everything, it was completely dark outside, and I was busy working until late at night without realizing it.

Although I couldn't get anything from the kit, I gained a lot from these two days.

The bag that he originally thought was a decoration was actually a storage bag. This made Qin Sang no longer dare to underestimate the sheepskin, so he carefully collected it together with talismans and other items. As for the Purple Soul Ling, he found a thread and tied it to his wrist. , it is more convenient to use.

Qin Sang packed up everything and settled down to practice contentedly. I wonder if it was because he was in a good mood. Not long after he started practicing, the bottleneck that had trapped him for a month was loosened!

Qin Sang was overjoyed and did not dare to relax at all. He ran his skills with all his strength and finally broke through the barrier in one fell swoop and broke through to the third level of "Netherworld Sutra"!

It’s not easy!

Qin Sang secretly lamented that it has been two full years since he started practicing without stopping, but he has only cultivated to the third level. The "Netherworld Sutra" will definitely be more difficult. He doesn't know how many years it will take to break through to the sixth level. .

After the sixth level, is there any higher realm?

If so, how should I take my own path?

After calming down the impetuous breath on his body, Qin Sang exhaled a breath and opened his eyes to find that it was already dawn outside.

After breaking through the third level of "Netherworld Sutra", the spiritual power in Qin Sang's body increased several times. Using the Purple Soul Ling was no longer so strenuous. He had no sleepiness at all and couldn't let go of the Purple Soul Ling, even more than Yama Luo Banner.

After all, this is the first magical weapon that he can use directly.

'Bang bang...'

There was a sudden knock on the courtyard door outside, and Qin Sang frowned, "Who?"

Zheng Kun said from outside: "Master, General Zhou sent someone to the city to deliver a message. The princess has arrived and is rushing to the county government office."

Princess?

Qin Sang secretly thought that it came very fast, quickly packed up, hid the Zi Hun Ling in her sleeves, and hurried to the county government office.

As soon as they arrived in front of the county government office, they heard the rapid sound of horse hooves on the street. Princess Dongyang took the lead, followed by Zhou Mingguang and Bai Jianglan, and several other horsemen came galloping behind.

From the first meeting to now, Qin Sang has never seen Princess Dongyang wearing women's clothes, and this time too.

The sky is green and misty.

The bluestone long street, the autumn wind passes by, and the yellow leaves fly.

Princess Dongyang was dressed in light armor, with a sword hanging from her waist, and her black and red cloak flying high, rising and falling with the horse's hooves.

Seeing Qin Sang's man, Princess Dongyang stared at him with a cold light in her eyes, which seemed to indicate that a storm was coming.

Bai Jianglan quietly gave Qin Sang a look, telling him to be more honest.

Just as he was about to rush in front of Qin Sang, the horse's speed did not slow down at all. At the last moment, Princess Dongyang tightened the reins hard, and the horse neighed and leaped high with its front hooves.

Princess Dongyang turned over and dismounted, stared at Qin Sang with apricot eyes, gritted her teeth and asked: "Forging the king's seal, falsely preaching the holy edict, deploying troops without authorization, and bringing disaster to the Holy Land! Hall Master Qin, how many heads do you have!"

Facing Princess Dongyang's glaring gaze, Qin Sang's expression remained unchanged, and she stretched out her hand, "Princess, please calm down, please go to the county office first, and I will show you something to the princess."

Princess Dongyang snorted coldly, swung her riding whip vigorously, and strode into the county government office.

Qin Sang led the way sideways and directly entered the county government hall.

The gold and silver treasures have been counted, and the boxes are placed neatly and orderly. Princess Dongyang stood at the door, glanced at it, and said in an impatient tone: "What is this?"

Qin Sang walked to the nearest box, stretched out his hand to open it, and found a neat box of silver ingots. He opened it again, and found another box of silver ingots.

Qin Sang took the book handed over by Water Monkey and said: "Princess, these are the properties that were moved from one of the treasury of Xuanji Temple. The amount of silver alone is one million taels, and there are also a lot of jewelry and jade. There are countless other white kiln porcelain and silk and satin items, and it took more than a thousand people a day and a night to move them all."

This was what was left after Zhou Mingguang's distribution. The richness of Xuanji Temple shocked everyone.

Princess Dongyang frowned slightly and remained silent for a long time, wondering what she was thinking.

Qin Sang was secretly surprised. After waiting for a while, he saw Princess Dongyang looking at him with burning eyes, "There are still a thousand defenders in Jiangzhou City. I will give them all to you. How sure are you?"