Chapter 1800: Breaking the Drum
ue elixir from the immortal world!“There’s a saying in the mortal world: ‘Even if the emperor doesn't care about starving soldiers, as long as they agree to participate in the Ascension Conference, th...As soon as the talisman appeared, Qin Sang felt a suction force, releasing his hold, and the talisman was absorbed into the cloud.
With the clouds parting after the pavilion, two golden-armored guards emerged. "Greetings, Qingfeng True Person," they said. "Your seal is genuine. I wonder, what business brings you here Whom do you wish to see"
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Qin Sang bowed in return and said, "Department of Merit."
In the two courtyards of Daoting, Tianshuyuan and Beiji Quxieyuan have similar structures, resembling secular government offices. Each courtyard governs the four directions through various halls and altars. Within each governing altar, there are further levels of palaces, pavilions, and departments to regulate the affairs and distribute responsibilities.
Those cultivators outside the Dao Court most frequently interact with the Merit Bureau. As its name suggests, the Dao Court's law summons originate from this bureau, serving as a place to record and discuss merits.
The Golden Armored Guards glanced at each other, without casting any spells. The clouds parted, revealing a cloud path, seeming to lead to the fairy palace.
"Here comes the real deal!"
The Golden Armored Warriors led the way.
Qin Sang followed closely behind.
Being the Grand Daoist, this place was a hub for important matters. To avoid disturbing the Great True Person and causing unnecessary trouble, Qin Sang didn't wake the Sky-Gazing Butterfly to peer around.
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Clouds and mist swirl.
Entering the clouds, at first the mist was very dense, but it was completely different from the auspicious clouds surrounding Mount Kujing.
Here it is very stable, no ups and downs of chaotic energy, the palace ahead seems even more ethereal, inexplicably giving a sense of peacefulness.
Perhaps, the once-thriving mountain of books was also like this.
Qin Sang vaguely felt the presence of the formation, though it wasn't activated yet. He felt a sense of solemnity and dared not act rashly.
Passing through the clouds and mist, Qin Sang discovered that two golden armored guards were leading him towards a golden palace as the scenery ahead gradually became clear.
Qin Sang was very familiar with the design of this golden hall. It resembled the Jiushan altar, though most of the Jiushan altar was ruined, and the remaining parts radiated an ancient and weathered aura.
Reaching the end of Yunlu, with feet firmly planted on the ground, there lies a courtyard ahead. Above its entrance hangs a plaque inscribed with the words "Gongde Si".
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Qin Sang looked up at the sky and found that the Immortal Palace was still ahead, but now he could see it more clearly. Between the clouds lay countless immortal mountains, layer upon layer of golden palaces, reaching to the highest heavens, making people yearn for them.
After delivering Qin Sang, the two golden armor guards bowed and withdrew.
Qin Sang glanced around, not seeing any other immortals. As he was puzzled, a Taoist walked out of the courtyard.
After paying respects, Qin Sang followed him toward the main hall. A person was standing in front of the hall.
This person wore a crown of intertwined symbols, and a rhinoceros horn hairpin.
...embroidered with three colors of green and azure clouds, mountains and water with seven stars on a crimson robe twenty-four pieces long. Also, a robe in pale yellow, with patterns of three colors of green and azure clouds and trim in the same pale yellow, as well as five panels with four pleats of pale yellow skirt.
He wore a white jade pendant and crimson shoes.
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With sword-like eyebrows and piercing eyes, he stood out from the crowd.
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"Nascent Soul Mid-Stage cultivation. Honorable Rank Four, Envoy of the Nine Heavens!"
Qin Sang's heart moved. This person should be the head of the Merit Division, the head of the entire division.
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Generally, such things are unseen even by most people. Qin Sang, being a fellow cultivator of the Dao with the same status as Dong Xuan Zhenren, was able to personally meet Du Lu.
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“The humble monk Qingfeng, has met the celestial envoy from the nine heavens.” Qin Sang bowed in greeting.
The Daoist did not boast about his status. He did not put on airs like a dignified immortal official. Instead, he smiled politely and said: “True Person Qingfeng is courteous. My humble name is Ningluo. Not long ago, True Person Wan posted a notice to the Merit Office. I have learned of all the great deeds True Person has accomplished. It was my utmost admiration to hear that True Person single-handedly killed Li Hou, and finally I have had the opportunity to see his true form.”
Qin Sang remained calm and composed, simply thinking it was fortunate.
After a few pleasantries, the two of them got down to business.
Ning Luo, the true person, walked back to his seat and took out a jade slip. He held it in his hand.
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“The merit for slaying the Demon Marquis is governed by the Department of Merit. However, Wan Zhenren took the demon corpse, and its value is immeasurable. It needs to be discussed with Wan Zhenren himself. I would like to know if Wan Zhenren intends to exchange it for merit points or other treasures.”
Many factors influence the value of demon corpses.
Qin Sang took the most valuable things, like the demon core and other treasures, but even the remaining bones, scales, tendons, and blood were incredibly valuable.
The easiest way is to exchange it for another similar demon corpse.
The jade slip in Ning Luo Zhenren's hand recorded various treasures that could be exchanged, with values ranging from high to low, but generally within a certain range.
Qin Sangyi was not here. He went straight to the point and asked, "Can I be eligible for a promotion of three ranks in the Dharma Scroll by slaying Marquis Li"
"What kind of practices does a real cultivator cultivate" Ning Luo Zhenren asked.
"Supreme Heavenly Decree!"
Nínglóu Zhēnrén pondered, "The third level of the Gao Shang Shenxiào Lù is the Wǔléi Mìlù, which can be taught by the Quī Xiàn Yuàn. Even using the remains of Lí Hóu's body to exchange for qualifications would be more than enough. However, although the Quī Xiàn Yuàn has the corresponding Wàn Shén Léi Sīxiān Yǐn, it is unknown which Immortal Zhen could be summoned..."
To this, Zhenren Zhan Gui had already reminded Qin Sang.
Qin Sang immediately stated that he was still under the Five Thunder Secret Scroll.
Ning Luo, the true person, nodded and immediately sent a message to the Daoist Instruction Office. He said, "According to custom, for a single true person, an altar must be set up before bestowing the mandate of heaven, which takes three days for the Daoist Instruction Office to prepare. After three days, the true person can go directly to the Daoist Instruction Office."
At last, the dust has settled!
Qin Sang felt a wave of relief wash over him. He looked at the jade slip in Ning Luo Zhenren's hand and didn't reach out to take it, but said, "This poor Dao would like to exchange the remaining merit for the casting platform experience left by the predecessors who practiced the Five Thunder Secret Scroll. Would that be possible"
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Unlike the previous two methods, Qin Sang could previously rely on his cultivation base to quickly comprehend them. In the future, he will have to cultivate and comprehend the talisman forms simultaneously, gradually forging the altar.
Having the experience of predecessors, you can avoid detours and save a lot of time.
This request actually involves the true transmission of the Gao Shang Shenxiao Lu, Qin Sang was also a little apprehensive in his heart, wondering if the court would agree.
If Li Hou is only at the initial stage of Nascent Soul, I estimate that the chances are slim.
As for Qin Sang's request, Ning Luo Zhenren didn't seem surprised at all. He put down the jade slip in his hand and pondered for a moment: "In the Exorcism Academy, there are indeed some relevant texts, and the two academies communicate with each other about these contents. This poor Dao can fetch the academy texts and give them to Zhenren for a thorough examination..."
Qin Sang was overjoyed, not expecting it to be so smooth. Then he heard Ning Luo Zhenren's tone change.
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However, I have one request. If the esteemed master successfully cultivates the Five Thunder Secret Scroll, please summon Lei Bu Tian Shen (Thunder Department Gods) from the myriad gods led by Wan Shen Lei Si Xian to protect the altar. You must immediately report to the court and record your insights without reservation.
"With a smile, Ning Luo said, "If the esteemed one could do such a good deed, it would truly be fortunate for those who come after! This humble Daoist could try to act as a mediator and ask Thunder and Lightning Manor to provide some of its texts. Since your cultivation level is on par with that of a true immortal, and your natural talent is exceptional, something rare in the world, I believe both manor lords would be happy to see this happen."
Upon hearing this, Qin Sang was somewhat surprised.
He originally suspected that the Daoist master was intentionally withholding guidance from the gods to limit outside influence and maintain the supreme status of the Daoist sect.
From Ning Luo's tone, it seems the Heavenly God of Thunder is truly difficult to summon.
Could it be that even the powerful Thunder Guards cannot summon a god
Qin Sang's heart moved, and a question came to mind.
A guardian deity formed within a spirit's thoughts, offering protection to the primordial god is less effective than a celestial being. This is a settled fact.
According to Zhao Zhanguan's statement, according to common sense, he should be able to at least last until the late stage of transforming into a god.
When one's inner truth reaches its limit and can no longer protect oneself, they are inevitably forced to petition the Daoist sect for a talisman.
In the future, if his cultivation surpasses the limits, and he does not seek guidance from the Leibu God or Dao Court for further talismans, it will inevitably attract suspicion from the Dao Court.
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Qin Sang couldn't help but hesitate for a moment.
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At an unknown time, Qin Sang will be able to find the path to ascension. He also cannot be sure how long he will stay in this world.
On second thought, I'm still far from the later stage of the Nascent Soul realm. It's not a problem to come up with an excuse when the time comes.
The classics from Dao Ting and the Left and Right Thunder Divisions can greatly benefit me, it's clearly more beneficial than harmful.
One day, if pressured by the Daoist court, to prevent the jade Buddha from being exposed, it would be best to feign a state of divine confusion and request an ordination scroll.
Thinking of this, Qin Sang immediately nodded in agreement and vowed to keep his promise.
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Ning Luo, the real person, showed a delighted expression. "It takes time to consult with Tianshu Courtyard and Lei Ting Zuo You Fu. When the scriptures are gathered, we can determine their value. It would be troublesome for the real person to stay at the altar for a few more days..."
Qin Sang discovered that the conditions Ning Luo Zhenren gave him were quite generous. If he had any remaining military merit, he could continue to exchange for other treasures. If his military merit was insufficient, he could even borrow it.
He felt the goodwill emanating from the other party, but he didn't know if it was Níngluó Zhēnrén acting on his own accord, or if the Dao Court valued him.
“It is necessary to demonstrate a certain amount of ability at the right time.”
Qin Sang secretly thought to himself, "Thank you, Ning Luo Zhenren."
Ning Luo gave Qin Sang a token and told him to stay in a cave dwelling at the Zhi Tan for free until they received word.
Having accomplished his purpose, Qin Sang lingered no longer and exited Beiji Qu Xie Yuan.
Walking on the road, Qin Sang pondered over the matters to come, preparing to go directly to the cave dwelling for quiet cultivation, waiting for the ascension ceremony in three days.
The cave dwelling is located next to the Beiji Exorcism Institute and is usually rented out to the public. It's also an asset of the Taoist court.
On the summit of Xianfeng, there are grottoes, halls, and even secluded courtyards hidden among misty mountain forests. They are all dwellings, with varying ranks.
Qin Sang took out the token, and a Taoist priest led him up to the area where the cave dwelling was located.
Looking at the caves hidden among the mountains, sealed by formations, Qin Sang seemed to remember something and suddenly stopped. He turned to the Taoist beside him and said, "Tell me the location of the cave dwelling, then step back."
The Daoist bowed in response, not daring to ask the reason. He told Qin Sang the secret incantation for opening the cave and turned back down the mountain.
Qin Sang glanced at his own cave dwelling, pondered for a moment, but then strode in another direction.
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Not long after, Qin Sang arrived at a courtyard.
Unlike other courtyards, this one was secluded and rather humble. Its walls were made of a simple fence that wasn't even properly aligned, with two wooden doors concealing its entrance.
Behind the fence lay a large expanse of fertile land, cultivated into a medicinal herb garden. The herbs thrived, clearly tended by someone who resided here frequently.
Inside the courtyard, several black stone houses rise up. The square stone houses are arranged in a circle, which is quite strange.
Qin Sang sensed the thick fire element Qi here and smiled faintly. He touched the prohibition and said, "My name is Qing Feng, I've come to visit Master Gu."
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Before the words could even finish, a beautiful little boy emerged from the stone house.
The young disciple walked quickly to the door and said in a serious tone: "Master said that he will not open the furnace for another ten years. If seniors wish to refine magic treasures, please seek out other wise men."
Qin Sang's visitor, Master Gu, was a master craftsman. He had some dealings with Master Lingxu, and Qin Sang learned about Master Gu's residence from him. He originally wanted to ask this master to examine those remnants of treasure.
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"I thank you, young Taoist, for your message. This humble Taoist is not here to refine weaponry. I possess a treasure of unknown origin and would like Master Gu to kindly assess it."
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The boy swiftly returned to the stone house and came back in a hurry, inviting Qin Sang inside.
The stone house was surprisingly spacious and elegantly furnished. A bronze Boshan incense burner stood proudly in the center.
The top is covered, the cover high and pointed, hollowed out, shaped like a mountain, with overlapping mountains, carved between them are clouds, figures, and animals and birds, incredibly ingenious.
Incense burning in the furnace, light smoke drifting out, swirling around the furnace body, naturally creating the effect of misty mountains and beasts floating about, like a fairyland.
The whole room is filled with a pleasant fragrance.
A graceful female cultivator sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion. It was Master Gu, while Master Qi, with his disheveled appearance, was the complete opposite.
"Please sit down, Master Qingfeng. I don't think we've met before."
Master Gu's voice was cold.
“As a practitioner who has been cultivating on Mount Gui, I recently broke through the realm of Dongxuan and am now waiting to be inducted into the Daoist priesthood,” Qin Sang explained.
Master Gu suddenly understood, she had heard similar stories before.
When one's cultivation is low, if they obtain a priceless treasure, they don't know its use and are afraid of being implicated by it. They wait until their cultivation reaches a certain level before seeking someone to appraise it.
Even the truly enlightened Taoist masters could not recognize this treasure.
She couldn't help but feel a bit of anticipation, "What kind of treasure is the True Person Qingfeng going to examine"
"A lone drum beating…"
Qin Sang hesitated.
Of the three fragmented treasures that the Wuxiang Xianmen obtained, two remain unknown.
Qin Sang considered that this place was too close to the Beiji Exorcism Academy. The broken drum had a large hole, and even if it was a rare treasure or a remnant of a valuable artifact, it wouldn't cause much of a stir.
While the Yingjian sword appears unscathed, it's best to find another Artifact Refinement Master.
Saying that, Qin Sang immediately took out the broken drum and put it on the table.
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The drum had a noticeable hole in it, and unlike genuine relic fragments, it didn't exhibit any obvious peculiarities.
But the moment he saw the broken drum, Master Gu's gaze was deeply captivated, unable to look away for a long time.
Noticing Master Gu's expression, Qin Sang's heart moved. He thought to himself that the Wuxiang Immortal Sect had plundered many good treasures from the Immortal Palace.
Gu Master took a deep breath, glanced at Qin Sang, Qin Sang understood, and nodded lightly.
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Then Master Gu picked up the broken drum, moving with such gentleness as if admiring a rare and precious treasure.
Then, Master Gu lightly hooked his jade finger, the smoke from the Boshan furnace was attracted and circled around the broken drum.
wisps of smoke seeped through the large hole in the drum face, and the external smoke billowed and swirled, morphing into countless birds and beasts that relentlessly charged at the broken drum, shattering its smoky body.
"It turned out to be a rare treasure of the refining Dao."
Qin Sang glanced at the Boshan furnace and thought to himself.
He vaguely could see some clues, Master Gu was performing a secret technique to comprehend this treasure. Furthermore, the exquisiteness of the secret technique far surpassed that of Master Qi, he was indeed the master craftsman of the Daoist school.
The house soon filled with smoke.
Master Gu disregarded all this, continuously changing various magical techniques. However, the expectation and excitement in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by disappointment.
Qin Sang, who had always been paying attention to her, couldn't help but become solemn and secretly thought something was wrong.
Having slowly finished his technique, Master Gu put down the broken drum and looked at Qin Sang, saying, "This treasure must be a damaged innate spiritual treasure!"
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See you tomorrow, treasures!
Qin Sang's spirit lifted, as expected.
With the help of Master Qi, Qin Sang's skill in refining artifacts progressed rapidly. He had made some discoveries before, which conservatively estimated to be a spiritual treasure.
The difficulty lies in how Lingbao will repair itself the day after tomorrow.
Qin Sang tried many times, the drum didn't react at all after being broken, it couldn't be repaired, and was worthless.
At this moment, Qin Sang saw Master Gu sigh softly and said with regret: "It's a pity that the spiritual essence is gone."couldn't see the figures of the Wujimen Master and the Swallowing Thunder Hawk. He could only see streaks of sword light like dragons colliding with thunderbolts.The man in black still sat cross-legge...