Chapter 1491: Master
Qian Yuanzhu's eyes lit up, and she greeted him with a voice, "Hey! Junior Brother Qin..."As soon as he spoke, Qian Yuanzhu was suddenly tugged hard by the boy beside him.Only seeing that young man b...Two avatars face each other.
Qin Sang's previous cautious approach paid off.
The embodiment of the stone statue only knew one supernatural power.
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The avatar no longer concealed its true power. All colors vanished from its eyes, leaving them crystal clear and translucent. A fissure suddenly appeared within them, unleashing two sword-like gazes.
His gaze was like a tangible substance, in mid-air it transformed into two chains of ice crystals.
At this time, the statue's incarnation is still mechanically attacking with cold air, its divine power being quite single-minded.
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The ice crystal chain pierced through the frigid air.
The statue's avatar saw the unfavorable situation and retreated, while its eyes showed the same changes, instantly mimicking this crack child ice chain.
However, it is but an imitator after all. Losing the initiative in a duel of magic is fatal.
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"Whoosh!"
Ice crystal chains wrapped around the stone statue's incarnation, forming a cage of icy bonds.
At the same time, the avatar outside his body quickly completed a mantra. A cold light descended from the sky, and boundless cold air filled the gaps in the ice crystal chains, isolating the stone statue's avatar outside the battlefield.
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"Boom!"
The prison shook violently, cracks appearing on the ice crystal chains. The golem's counterattack was equally fierce.
The avatar's purpose was merely to temporarily restrain the petrified incarnation. Instead of pursuing a decisive victory, he shifted his focus to the main body and changed his hand seal again.
At this time, Qin Sang was very close to the python flag.
He seems to be trying the same trick again, first getting rid of the stone statue's helpers.
Bronze cauldrons, demonic flames, ice fans...
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Attacks came one after another.
The stone statue instinctively stopped Qin Sang.
Right at this moment, a strange glint flashed in Qin Sang's eyes. Without any warning, he suddenly changed direction, stepped on the Lotus Flower Seal, skillfully dodging the jade-white Xuan light. He turned his figure and, instead of avoiding it, charged towards the statue's body.
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The stone statue had no expression, its hollow eyes held only the will to fight.
Faced with Qin Sang's unexpected move, it showed no surprise. The ice fan in its hand glowed brightly, and the flags fluttered ominously.
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The Blazing Dragon and the Ice Dragon entangled each other, roaring to the heavens, their roars shaking the sky, as if they wanted to devour Qin Sang.
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"Caca!"
Just then, a faint blue light appeared in front of Qin Sang, instantly transforming into an ice mirror. It was crystal clear and extremely heavy.
Another great supernatural power of an avatar's other form—the Xuan Bing Mirror!
This mystical power is unadorned but extremely solid.
"Boom!"
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The statue's attack landed squarely on the Xuanbing Mirror.
Suddenly, flames and ice swirled around, mixed with shards of varying sizes from the Xuan Bing Mirror. The platform was in utter chaos.
Qin Sang remained extremely calm. With the aid of the Tianmu Butterfly, he saw through the chaotic energy currents. His figure was like smoke, moving swiftly between them as he rapidly approached the stone statue.
However, the stone statue imitated the Lotus Palm imprint with such precision and skill that it was impossible to grasp. As it moved, the bronze cauldron on top of the statue aimed at Qin Sang, continuously firing bolts of azure light.
Despite the intimidating proximity to the stone statue, Qin Sang showed no signs of anxiety. His eyes flashed, and with a sudden movement, he pointed at the statue.
"Kacha!"
Heaven thunder strikes!
As soon as "When" was uttered, the Thunderclap Technique struck the bronze cauldron directly.
Under the furious onslaught of the tempestuous lightning, the copper cauldron was sent flying. The stone statue beneath it staggered precariously, almost falling to the ground, its humiliation palpable.
However, the stone statue was not seriously damaged. It retaliated by pointing a finger at Qin Sang.
"Katch!"
As expected, Yarei's techniques were also learned by it.
The next moment, two bolts of lightning converged in mid-air.
The moment the thunder struck, Qin Sang activated his long-prepared Thunder Escape technique, successfully dodging it unharmed.
At the same time.
On another platform.
> The cultivator surnamed Yue engaged in battle with the stone statue. As the fight progressed, he grew increasingly alarmed, realizing that it would be impossible to defeat the stone statue within a short time. Just like Qin Sang, he quickly analyzed the essence of this trial.
He didn't hesitate to slap the mustard seed bag, and a palm-sized gourd flew out, ready to unleash his trump card and give others a surprise!
Just then, he saw the statue make a strange movement, raising its finger to point at itself.
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"Zhang, senior brother, have you forgotten this person"
The woman pointed to the pool with her chin, "He's an outsider, oppressed in the same way."
The man said meaningfully, "Yu Shumei, haven't you figured out this person's background yet"
"What's your background" the woman froze.
“There has always been a rumor within the sect that ten years ago, the sacred artifact was lost for a period of time. It was later found by the Grand Elder and several elders, but the process was not smooth. It is said that they encountered a mysterious expert, whose cultivation level was in the middle stage of Yuan Ying, but his strength was comparable to that of a great cultivator. The elders were defeated and forced to make a deal with him before they could retrieve the sacred artifact. I had once casually inquired about this with Elder Lan, and he did not deny it. Afterward, I specifically collected some information about the Grand Demon Assembly. This person used a kind of black demonic fire…”
The man paused, then sneered, "When did the Nascent Soul mid-stage become so common that two pop up in a row The elders probably have suspicions, but since it involves one of the four major meridians and the Grand Elder, the stakes are too high. And exposing the fact that the Elders' Council is protecting the sacred artifact would be detrimental, so they all pretend to be deaf and blind."
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The woman's eyes widened with surprise, and she sighed, "To meet such an opponent, we are not wronged to lose. However, whether the wedding is true or false, this person's relationship with Xuan Tian Palace is inextricable. With him here, he might just be the key for our sect to overcome this calamity."
The two stood in silence, gazing at the archway for a moment, then left together.
Within the white mist.
Qin Sang waved his arms and put away the magic banner.
On the platform, he was alone. The statue had just gained new divine abilities and its power surged greatly. Qin Sang was in a tough fight, but after several rounds, the statue stopped moving.
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Qin Sang smiled at the corner of his mouth. As expected, he had already been eliminated by others.
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A gentle force appeared.
Qin Sang's heart moved, he gave up resistance, and was gently pushed away from the platform by a force, flying into the white mist.
In a short while, his foot went down and landed solidly on the ground.
Ahead, a mystical mist swirls. From within the depths of the fog, a faint golden light shines through. Within this golden light, there is a shadowy outline of an unusual spirit tree.
This was a spirit tree that Qin Sang had never seen before. Facing the tree's shadow, Qin Sang only felt bathed in golden light, illuminating his whole being and reflecting into his soul. The energy within him immediately calmed down, his true essence tranquil like water, flowing gently through his meridians.
Qin Sang seemed to hear the sound of true essence flowing within his body.
His eyes gleamed with a strange light, and he instinctively walked forward.
As he approached, the tree shadows and golden light vanished suddenly. Everything that had transpired before seemed like a hallucination.
He stopped, savoring the feeling he had just experienced, and only then did he notice that at the base of the tree shadows, there was a clear spring. The water was so pure it seemed to not exist at all.
“This is the bath”
Qin Sang had heard Liuli describe it before, but seeing it with his own eyes was still somewhat unexpected. The washing pool was too small, barely big enough for one person.
He hesitated for a moment, then stepped into the baptismal pool.
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In a flash.
Everything around disappeared.
Qin Sang felt himself entering a vast unknown world. The void was filled with five-colored light, yet it was eerily silent, making him want to fall into a deep slumber.
Just then, Qin Sang suddenly felt a slight prickling pain.
He only then realized that a strange power had surrounded him at some point, omnipresent and inescapable, entering his body through every pore.
Qin Sang practiced both cultivation and physical training, his body was incredibly strong, he remained unfazed by this level of pain.
With the passage of time, the pain intensified, eventually penetrating the meridians and spreading along them into the Qi Sea. It even reached the Yuanying!
Qin Sang's forehead was sweating, and her whole body was tense.
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He can no longer ignore the intense pain within him.
The meridians were like being sliced by a knife, true energy surged like a flood breaking its banks, recklessly battering everything.
The source of the flood is the Qihai.
Under the influence of that strange force, Qin Sang's Qi Hai had long since lost its usual calmness, becoming incredibly turbulent, with waves crashing up and down incessantly.
This is just the beginning.
Qin Sang was horrified to find that his Nascent Soul was also showing signs of being out of control.
That power invaded Yuan Ying's body at an unknown time.
Yuanying's features were twisted, as if possessed by an evil spirit. He let out a silent, agonized roar.
"Boom! Boom!"
Waves of true energy within the Qi Hai crashed against Qin Sang's spirit, waves of excruciating pain hitting him one after another.
At this moment, Qin Sang finally understood why the washing pool required at least a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. If a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul encountered such an impact, their Nascent Soul would probably collapse on the spot.
A bath can be an opportunity, but it also holds danger.
That strange power seemed inexhaustible, flowing endlessly into the body.
The Heavenly Eye Butterfly was also in Qin Sang's Qi Sea, ignored by that power. She felt her master was in danger but was powerless to help. She could only obey the order and hide in a corner, her rapidly flapping wings showing her anxiety.
Qin Sang clenched his fists, his expression ferocious.
He forgot everything, putting all his effort into maintaining the integrity of his Nascent Soul.
Every wisp of strange power that entered was like a needle, a dagger, wreaking havoc within the Nascent Soul's body. Compared to this, the pain in the meridians and Qi Sea was insignificant.
Every time Yuan Ying neared the edge of collapse, she was forcefully pulled back by Qin Sang.
Rise from the ashes, time and time again.
Qin Sang had an illusion, as if he were repeating the process of gathering babies countless times.
He was numb, unable to count how many times he had faced the crisis of dimensional infant collapse.
Just as Qin Sang entered the washing pool.
On another floating mountain, the glow of magical treasures and divine powers flashed constantly, with shouts of killing echoing through the sky.
The ice cave is located in this mountain.
This place can enhance the chances of Jindan stage cultivators forming an infant soul, it is one of the most valued places in Xuantian Palace, and it concerns the inheritance of the sect.
Even if it required many hands to collect treasures from everywhere, the palace master and the grand elder still dispatched several Yuan Ying cultivators to escort the disciples entering the Icewind Cave.
As expected, they encountered competitors.
The other side was led by Duke Dongyang, and most of them, like Duke Dongyang, were at the end of their road with no hope for the future. They used their last time to pave the way for their descendants.
Once words were exchanged, both sides immediately came to blows.
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The entrance to the Ice Wind Cave is a sheer cliff.
At the center of the sheer cliff, a ball of blue light was spinning non-stop.
Once the light group stabilizes, the Icewind Cave will open!
Cultivators at the Golden Core stage were not eligible to join the fray, lining up along both sides of the sheer cliff. They glared at each other with anger, but they all maintained their composure, refraining from rash actions and keeping a close eye on the changes in the light sphere.
They occasionally glanced towards the battlefield ahead of the precipice.
Their cultivation was insufficient, they could no longer distinguish the figures inside clearly, nor could they tell which side had the upper hand, they could only anxiously watch in secret.
“Wu Junzi, you dare to run amok in my Xuantian Palace sacred land Don't you fear that I will destroy your Hei Wu Island after I go out!”
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A fierce shout rang out on the battlefield.
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Then came a burst of mocking laughter, "This is the work of the Demon Elder and Heavenly Peng Saint. You have the ability to kill them first! The old man awaits you on Black Wu Island. Let's see how capable your Xuan Tian Palace is, whether you can sweep across the boundless sea! This secret realm, you have occupied for long enough, it's time to share the benefits!"
As soon as these words were spoken, a chorus of agreement arose.
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"Bull** sacred land! This is an unclaimed ancient secret realm, which should be shared by cultivators from the Three Realms of the North Sea. You shamelessly call it a sacred land!"
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"That's right!"
It's time to give it up!
Just then.
On the sheer cliff face, the orb of light fluctuated, splitting into two and forming the Taiji symbol. It slowly rotated, with a hole gradually appearing in the center.
"Come in!"
When Qiu Mu Bai heard Dong Yang Bo's voice, he immediately rushed towards the light cluster. Then a streak of light shot from the battlefield, clearing a path for him.
This is a test.
It was at that moment.
Dongyang Bo's opponent's eyes flashed, suddenly changing their target and wielding their precious blade to strike at Qiu Mu Bai.
Dongyang Bo's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly urged Jingang Zhu to block the blow for Qiu Mu Bai.
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“Winter!”
The light of the Vajra Jewel flickered.
Dongyang Bo's throat felt sweet, and he was forcefully pressed down.
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However, the opponent still noticed his peculiarity and burst into laughter: "A decaying body, daring to be so arrogant!"
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This person was wary of facing Dong Yang Bo alone, but in the course of their fight, he sensed something was amiss with Dong Yang Bo.
Just now I tested it out, as expected, it was all just bluster!
At dusk, Bai Chenggong successfully broke into the cave entrance. A piercing cold wind hit him, and at the same time, he heard laughter behind him. His eyes showed anxiety.
He understands his master's current state.
After arriving in Beihai, Master grew increasingly frail, especially in the last decade or so. Every time he retreated for meditation, he seemed to age another year.
He was unwilling to believe it, yet he had to admit the fact.
Now that he is fighting fiercely to win the Ice Wind Cave, things are even worse for his master.
Autumn dusk arrived, Bai Jin gritted his teeth, forcing down his worry and charged into the icy cave without looking back.
Had he left a moment earlier, his master could have escaped a moment sooner.
Ahead, there was a fork in the path. He chose one at random and entered it, discovering a circular ice rink inside. On it were cushions woven from silkworm cocoons.
In the late autumn dusk, Bai Yue ascended the cushion and had just settled down when the altar trembled, surging with blue light that enveloped him.
One incense stick later.
In late autumn, Bai's figure appeared at the mouth of the cave, his expression complex, a mixture of joy and anxiety.
"Did it work"
A familiar figure appeared before him.
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"Master!"
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Autumn evening, Bai Daxixi was delighted and nodded repeatedly.
Dongyang Bo revealed a look of relief, grabbing Qiumu Bai's shoulders, "Let's go!"
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In late autumn, Bai Jian saw his master effortlessly subdue the attacker. His heart was calm and collected; he was about to speak when suddenly a figure came chasing after them. Then, Dong Yangbo struck out with a white light.
It is his natal treasure, the Vajra Jewel.
The next moment, Qiu Mu Bai saw the most unforgettable scene of his life.
The Vajra Stone let out mournful wails, shattering suddenly. Intense white light, emanating with destructive aura, captured everyone's gaze, stinging Autumn Twilight's eyes.
"Madman!"
The pursuer didn't expect Dongyang Bo to actually self-destruct his natal treasure. His face changed drastically, and he hastily retreated in panic.
In the late autumn, Bai Shuang’s eyes were red with tears. He felt his master's breath fading rapidly, but the hand gripping his shoulder was as firm as iron, pulling him away from danger.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two figures landed on a nameless, floating mountain.
Dongyang Bo stumbled.
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"Master!"
When autumn mists were thick, Bai Lian hurriedly supported Dongyang Bo, her face filled with anxiety and regret.
Dongyang Bo Ming let Qiu Mu Bai sit down beside him in the waning autumn light. His gaze softened as he looked at Qiu Mu Bai, "The master has misjudged two people, but thankfully hasn't made a mistake with you. With this opportunity, your nascent soul integration should be flawless."
"If only I had known... this disciple would rather not have had this opportunity."
Autumn dusk Bai gritted his teeth and said.
"Don't talk nonsense," Dongyang Bo frowned and rebuked, "You know my state. Living three hundred more years is already defying heaven's will! Dying in the ancient secret realm isn't a disgrace. After I die, you take my relics and leave the holy land quickly... Your master has a few things to say."
In late autumn, the white tiger, Bai Hu, knelt heavily, tears welling up in his eyes. “Disciple swears, this life will surely revive Mount Shaohua!”
Donghuang Bo chuckled, “Who said I let you revive Mount Shao Hua”
Autumn Dusk Bai was startled.
Donghuang Bo sighed, "As a teacher, I once made such a vow before your master's ancestor, taking the sect as my own responsibility. In my entire life, I only planned for myself once, but..."
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He hesitated for a moment, his face filled with wistfulness. "All things in the world are but illusions, only the Great Dao is eternal! You should not follow in your master's footsteps. Your master commands you from now on to focus solely on cultivation and pursue the Immortal Way. Shao Huashan has Qin Sang and Mu Yifeng guarding it; there will surely be a day of revival."
"Qin, your younger brother"
As autumn descended, Bai Wèi looked up in astonishment.
The Change of the Bronze Hall, he experienced it firsthand.
From then on, the Qin disciples became a taboo in Shaohua Mountain, Mu disciple was confined to Jingyue Peak, and Chenyan girl disappeared from Shaohua Mountain soon after.
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In the autumn twilight, his mind was sharp as ever. Although he had not seen it with his own eyes, he could guess a few things. But he could only pretend to be ignorant.
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Several decades ago.
Qin's disciples returned strongly, achieving remarkable feats and becoming top experts in the Beichen Realm.
The master then took him and secretly departed for the North Sea.
Autumn Dusk Bai had always thought that Master was worried about Brother Qin's revenge and chose to avoid him.
Now hearing these words, could it be that Master and Qin Shixiong have already reconciled
"When you become a Yuan Ying, you will understand that there are no grievances in the world that cannot be resolved, and the path of cultivation is not always a matter of life and death."
Dongyang Bo pretended to be profound, his tone changed, and a longing appeared in his eyes. "The ascension of Ziwu Palace is an unprecedented upheaval throughout history. It couldn't have happened without a reason; it's just that the time hasn't come yet. I have a premonition that the world will usher in a brand new era, not too long from now! Perhaps the opportunity for immortality will also appear, but unfortunately, your master can't see it! You and Qin Sang are both fortunate. You shouldn't be confined to the sect, living a meager life every day! Remember, focus on cultivating diligently, waiting for the right moment. When your cultivation is successful, it won't be too late to return the favor to the sect!"
As soon as the words left his mouth.
East Yang Bo looked at Qiu Mu Bai with a smile, glistening fragments falling from his face.
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In an instant, the whole person shattered like a mirror, scattered by the wind, leaving behind just a mustard seed pouch.
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"Disciple... obey!"
In the autumn twilight, Bai Yan's eyes welled with tears as she bid farewell to her teacher. She offered her gratitude and clutched a small bag before turning resolutely away, obeying the command to leave the sacred ground.
Autumn dusk had just departed.
The void echoed with mournful sighs.
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