Chapter 1,107: Mount of Pilgrimage
ons changed slightly, they bowed deeply, and their voices became incredibly respectful. "Senior, you have graced us with your presence! Our humble shop has flourished thanks to your arrival! As a seni..."While you cultivate here, have you ever been taught by a master"
Qin Sang put away the letter and sized up Tan Yiren, asking,
Tan Yi'en, upon hearing this, realized something and suppressed her excitement, saying: "This junior was previously guided by my father. Because I am dull-witted and afraid of joining other sects for no reason, without a foundation, being sent to the battlefield as cannon fodder, I have been hiding in Yinshan Pass, cultivating alone..."
"You have potential, and there's a chance you could become a cultivator. I need people by my side, would you be willing to follow me"
Qin Sang stood with his hands behind his back, and said softly.
As mentioned, Qin Sang returned to Xiao Han domain and was short-handed. He had trouble managing all the affairs.
Since the idea of forming a faction has arisen, it is only natural to take in a few disciples.
He has been observing Tan Yi'en. His character and talent are both good, he is also a descendant of old acquaintances, and he has no entanglements with other forces, his background is clean, he is a usable person.
Secondly, Tan Yien is the son of Tan Hao. If Tan Hao returns one day, they can meet directly.
"It would be my honor!"
Tan Yi'en was overjoyed and bowed, "Disciple Tan Yi'en bows to Uncle Master Qin!"
Qin Sang didn't bring up taking him as a disciple, so Tan Yien could only refer to him as his master uncle.
He wasn't worried about this at all. His parents were both very fond of Uncle Qin, and with his father's relationship there, Uncle Qin wouldn't possibly mistreat him.
"Get up, I can't stay at Yin Shan Pass for too long. Do you have anything else to attend to Hurry and take care of it, then come with me."
Qin Sang said.
"The disciple obeys!"
Tan Hao was also a decisive person. He immediately tidied up his mother's spirit tablet and other miscellaneous items in the cave dwelling, left a letter for his father explaining his experience, then closed the cave and followed Qin Sang away.
After leaving Yinshan Pass, Qin Sang led Tan Yi'en westward.
Tan Yien seemed rough and tough, but in reality, she was thoughtful. Although she didn't know where Qin Sang was going, she just followed silently without asking too many questions.
Qin Sang was very pleased and often gave him pointers on his cultivation, which made Tan Yi'en overjoyed.
After much hardship.
The two arrived at a place with beautiful scenery.
Ahead, mountains and rivers stretch as far as the eye can see, majestic and awe-inspiring.
Clouds and mist shroud the mountains, with a breathtakingly varied landscape.
The Taiyi Danzong's mountain gate lies deep within the mountains!
This place is located at the northwesternmost edge of the Zhengdao forces' sphere of influence. It borders Tianyao Hill to the west and the Extreme North Ice Field to the north. When autumn and winter arrive, it becomes a different kind of beautiful scenery again.
A blanket of snow covers everything for thousands of miles, a pure and silvery white.
“Wait for me here, digest what I said before, your cultivation should be able to improve by a point.”
Qin Sang put down Tan Yien, and flew alone towards the Taiyi Danzong.
He came to see Yun Youzi.
The Taiyi Danzong mountain gate is built on both banks of the great river, with lakes of various sizes surrounding it like stars, and strange peaks standing in rows.
A picturesque lake and mountains.
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After the great war in the immortal cultivation world, Taichong Danzong not only did not decline but prospered even more. Arriving here, Qin Sang didn't dare to be presumptuous. He put on his cloak, descended to the riverbank, and walked up the mountain.
"May I ask your revered name, and what brings you here"
Qin Sang hadn't taken a few steps when he heard a sound of breaking air.
A beam of light descended, revealing a young man clad in the robes of the Taiyi Danzong.
Qin Sang did not conceal his cultivation.
The boy's voice was very respectful.
“I am Qingfeng, a humble hermit, here to visit an old friend, your esteemed sect's Yunyouzi Daoist. Please trouble the young one to convey my greetings.”
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Qin Sang stood still and said lightly.
"Master Yun!"
The young man called out softly, clearly recognizing the Cloud Wanderer.
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Qin Sang's heart skipped a beat. The young man looked like he had just recently built his foundation. Calling Yun Youzi "master uncle" meant that Yun Youzi was not only alive but had also formed his golden elixir.
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No wonder he found out that none of the newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivators this year had traveled with Yun Youzi.
Back then, after the Cloud Wanderer resolved the hidden danger, his cultivation speed shocked him.
Qin Sang had originally thought that after being reborn from the flames, Yun Youzi would be able to form an infant soul first.
"Please wait a moment, seniors…"
The young man hurried back to the mountain and after a short time, returned. He bowed and said: "Reporting to the senior, Master Yun is not at the sect right now. Many years ago, he left to travel the world..."
Qin Sang frowned, "Where is Li Yu'an"
The boy shook his head too.
Qin Sang had no choice but to leave behind a letter and depart first.
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Following Tan Yien's lead, Qin Sang turned south and headed straight for Yuncang Dazi.
Along the way, Qin Sang intentionally changed direction and passed through the territory of the Sui Dynasty.
He did not enter the imperial capital.
Those old friends from the Sui Dynasty have long since turned to dust.
The only thing worth remembering is a single stele.
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As night fell.
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Mount of Pilgrimage.
Qin Sang appeared alone before the stele.
Time is relentless, this nameless stone still stands, yet it's now covered in moss and age.
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Qin Sang stood before the stele, silent for a long time.
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He looked up at the sky, remembering the bold words he had spoken to her all those years ago.
Now that I think about it, how naive I was.
Luckily, he stumbled his way over.
"Cultivation of Qi, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, then Nascent Soul..."
Qin Sang lightly stroked the tombstone, murmuring, "If one can reach this point, they are most likely what mortals call a god. However, it shouldn't be my end. Otherwise, how can I fulfill those bold words I spoke back then"
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He poured wine for the dead.
He remained silent for a long time.
All the sounds of insects around had faded away.
But suddenly there was a commotion at the foot of the mountain.
Then, Tan Yi'en hurried over, "Master Uncle, there are mortal armies fighting on the mountain, with both leaders being royal nobles. There are also traces of cultivators. This disciple just went to investigate quietly and found that those cultivators were mostly Qi Refining cultivators, they should be wandering cultivators, involved in the mortal conflicts..."
"A cultivator"
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Qin Sang shifted his gaze and sighed, "No wonder I've often found traces of cultivators along the way. With the cultivation world in chaos, all sorts of scoundrels are emerging, not seeking arduous cultivation but wreaking havoc in the mortal realm. It seems that the Pure Yang Sect has indeed fallen into decline, unable even to maintain order within its own territory."
What a pity!
The Empress's millennia-spanning achievements, due to this unforeseen event, were destroyed by cultivators in a very short time.
The Sui Dynasty fell apart, and chaos erupted within its borders.
Tan Yi'en nodded. "These scattered cultivators have no hope of cultivating immortality, their lifespans are limited, and worldly riches hold great appeal for them. My father once said that in the past, righteous sects would restrict cultivators from influencing the mortal world. Under the pressure of the Abyss of Sin, they could only focus on their own affairs and had difficulty taking care of other realms."
Thus, mortals encountering cultivators is easier than before.
Qin Sang recalled the hardships he had faced when seeking immortality in the past, and his heart was filled with emotion.
After thinking for a moment, Qin Sang said: "Go and investigate. What are the identities of the leaders of both sides of the mortal army Also, bring those loose cultivators over as well."
"Yes!"
Tan Yi'en took her orders and left.
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Qin Sang stared at the blank stone tablet for a moment, then took out several spirit objects and talismans from her Qianjun戒.
At midnight, a thick fog materialized out of thin air around the nameless stele.
The mist gathered, then a faint light flashed. The mist and the nameless stele vanished into thin air, leaving only an empty expanse around.
Qin Sang couldn't possibly stay behind to guard the Mount Chaosheng, so he had to use means to conceal the Empress's tomb, lest it be destroyed in the war.
One day, if he became an immortal, he still wanted to look down at her from the heavens.
This is a test.the demonic thoughts.>Then, Qin Sang erased the important memories of his avatar, directing him to fly north with all his might. Once he was caught by Mo Lao Mo, he would immediately self-destruct.The...