Chapter 1862: Planting Beans to Make Soldiers
by the bloody smell, they immediately woke up and blocked their path.These two hook snakes were larger than those in the red mist, stretching tens of zhang long. Their scales were as black as ink, ea...Left Immortal and the Sword Immortal knew each other, but there was still a layer between them and Qin Sang. Based on this relationship alone, Qin Sang couldn't fully trust them.
If Zuo Zhenren's purpose is to let Ling You Wang continuously consume his power, and then take advantage of the situation to strike, he will inevitably have a death battle with Ling You Wang.
Even if Qin Sang could ultimately slay the Lingyou King, his state wouldn't be optimistic. Facing Zuo Zhenren alone, what if Zuo Zhenren harbored ill intentions How could he protect himself
Given the current situation, he may not necessarily have a chance to escape from the Spirit King. There seems to be no need for him to take unnecessary risks.
Among the three parties, he was the weakest, and there were always things that did not go his way.
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How to navigate between two powerful figures while safeguarding oneself requires careful consideration.
Qin Sang was deep in thought when he heard the left Zhenren calmly say, "These old demons are the most alert and cunning. Any abnormality will make them suspicious. Unless you have been planning for a long time, it is difficult to lure them into your trap. You will eventually have to fight them head-on. There is no need for you to duel with the demon to the death. This poor Taoist will make some arrangements. Just listen to my instructions."
Zuo Zhenren seemed to have seen Qin Sang's thoughts and didn't mean to let him be bait.
Upon hearing this, Qin Sang's heart felt a slight ease.
He certainly understood that, while what Zuo Zhenren said had a point, it was never a bad thing to expend some of Ling Youwang's power.
Left True Man did not choose the most sure-fire approach, he clearly took his own concerns into account. He told himself he wasn't treating himself as a pawn, but rather as a collaborator, showing his sincerity.
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Everything in the world is rarely perfect. Left Zhenren clearly understands the principle of choosing and discarding. Ling You Wang's relentless pursuit of Qin Sang has consumed him to a certain extent. The most important thing now is to gain Qin Sang's trust.
This proposal is one Qin Sang cannot refuse.
Regardless of whether he could ultimately kill the Ghost King, his crisis was resolved, benefiting him without any downsides.
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After a pause, Zuo Zhenren continued, "The Ghost Fang Kingdom is a major threat to the Daoist sect, and the Demon King's hands are stained with the blood of our fellow Daoists. If you help me kill this fiend, I will report your deeds to the Dao Court upon my return. When it comes to rewards for meritorious service, consider this fiend as the true Demon King. You can ask for anything, and the Dao Court will do its best to fulfill your request..."
Upon hearing this, Qin Sang's heart skipped a beat.
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It is well known that Dao Ting has always rewarded merit, regardless of background, and never hesitates to give generously.
Qin Sang couldn't say exactly how much credit he deserved for killing the demon king. Even if he only received half the credit, it was beyond what ordinary people could imagine.
《Heaven Demon Refining Form》 is already in the later stages of the fifth transformation. Although 《Yuan Shen Cultivating Sword Chapter》 is currently at the mid-stage of the eleventh level, after this battle, it's imminent to advance to the later stage.
Next, Qin Sang was going to plan for the breakthrough to the Refining Void stage. However, his knowledge of the Refining Void stage was almost nonexistent, and there was no master around to guide him.
This is a rare opportunity to hitch a ride with Dao Ting and meet the Great Real Person. If we could receive personal guidance from the Great Real Person, it would be even more wonderful.
Furthermore, eliminating this formidable enemy, the Spirit Phantom King, will be of immeasurable benefit when I later contemplate the Dao of Slaughter.
Qin Sang couldn't think of a reason to refuse, of course, she still had to be cautious. After thinking for a moment, she agreed.
Upon receiving a response, the left-hand man fell silent.
Qin Sang's expression remained unchanged, he gathered his mind, focusing on countering the tide of Ling You Wang's attacks.
The subtle rivalry continues.
Beyond the sky wall.
After gaining Qin Sang's support, the Left True Person flipped his right palm over, and a jade bowl materialized in his palm.
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The jade bowl is flatter than ordinary bowls, made of a kind of translucent black jade.
The bowl was empty.
With one hand supporting the jade bowl, the Left Realman raised his other arm and shook his sleeve, causing golden sparks to fly out and scatter into the bowl.
A clattering sound, like tiny bells, rang out. The golden light dissipated, revealing a shower of yellow beans. But these were no ordinary beans; they were round and plump, their surfaces seemingly gilded with gold leaf, shimmering with an ethereal glow.
There are probably dozens of soybeans.
Left Zhenren held the jade bowl before him, gazing at it for a moment, his wrist swaying gently.
Wow...
Suddenly, a faint sound of water came from somewhere.
Looking inside the jade bowl again, it was now filled to the brim with clear water.
Soybeans soak in water, with a fine stream of bubbles. The water in the bowl is absorbed, and the soybean's outer skin cracks open, as if taking root and sprouting in an instant.
However, the soybeans did not sprout, but a strange sight occurred. All the soybeans sprouted limbs and heads.
In the blink of an eye, half a bowl of soybeans transformed into tiny golden figurines, each the size of a soybean. They wore golden armor and wielded weapons, clearly miniature golden warriors. It's just that their bodies were too small.
Left True Man plucked at his fingers, a divine rune shot into the bowl and split into dots of flowing light disappearing into the golden man's brow.
With a whoosh!
The golden figure suddenly opened its eyes, radiance shining upon its face, coming back to life.
With a rustle and a clatter, the golden figurines spontaneously arranged themselves in a square formation within the bowl, all facing Left True Person in unison and bowing.
A sinister aura was subtly present, causing no one to underestimate these tiny gold figures.
Left Trueman stroked his beard and smiled. Though he didn't keep an army, he was skilled in the art of commanding spirits and forming soldiers from them, capable even of turning beans into armies!
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"Friend, be careful!"
Left Ren looked down at the ground, sending a voice transmission to Qin Sang. His palm flipped over, and the jade bowl was overturned.
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> In the jungle.
Qin Sang's eyes flickered, and suddenly, he changed from a defensive posture to an offensive one, charging forward.
Just as two long whiskers slashed towards him, Qin Sang saw two white lights crisscrossing in front of him, coming with extreme ferocity. However, he showed no intention of dodging. He reached out with both hands and actually grabbed the white whiskers with his bare palms.
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"Whoosh!"
Bai Xu was extremely swift.
Using the power of his celestial vision, Qin Sang accurately tracked down Bai Xu's movements and swiftly lunged towards his tail.
'Pfft!'
Changxu's hands grasped Qin Sang, feeling like he held two smooth ice blocks. It was difficult to gain purchase, and a terrifying force surged through him, slamming into his palm with brutal impact.
Qin Sang let out a muffled grunt, his arms throbbing with pain. He gritted his teeth and clenched his hands desperately, holding onto the tail of the whiskers with all his might.
Seeing his unusual actions, the Spirit Phantom King's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a sudden sense of unease.
And the Spirit King discovered that the starlight around him suddenly became much brighter.
As Qin Sang made his move, the constellations shifted. The center of the Milky Way was directly above Ling You Wang's head, and the sword formation underwent a drastic change.
The Sword Formation was still the same Sword Formation, but its range had shrunk significantly. The starlight was sharper, the galaxy denser, and the sword intent more condensed!
The stars shift and change, their light reaching the heavens. It's like a fierce tiger about to pounce, its movements unpredictable and full of danger.
Meanwhile.
Tiny sparks of gold pierced the sky, initially only the size of a pinhead. As they plummeted at incredible speed, they rapidly expanded.
"Get out of here!"
The Spirit King, Ling You, roared angrily.
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The black fish's dharma phase forcefully swung its fish head, its long whiskers flashing with dazzling white light. The tips of its whiskers even exploded with terrifying force.
“Slap! Slap!”
Qin Sang only felt his five fingers about to break. He persisted for a moment before being broken free by the long beard. His eyes flashed with ferocity, and the palm of his right hand materialized into a blood sword, aiming at a single long beard and slapping it down hard.
"Bang!"
Though his beard is still long, it suddenly flew out far away.
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Even the Spirit King couldn't ignore the force of that palm strike. His fish body was tilted involuntarily, but he didn't retaliate. He flicked his tail and charged towards the starry river with his head held high.
At this moment, the Swallowing Sea Clam also appeared in the starry river, transforming into a giant clam that devoured the heavens. The water within the clam vanished at an unknown time, its shell wide open, aimed directly at the beak of the Seven Constellations' Qi constellation.
The giant clam's shell covered a vast expanse of the starry sky, swallowing all the stars within its grasp in one go.
Just then, the Left True Person passed through the Heavenly Wall, strolling into the realm of the forest. With a gentle wave of his hand, he sent a wooden bead rolling down.
'Swish!'
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The wooden bead fell into the river of stars, easily passing through the sword array. With a flash, it appeared at the opening of the clam shell.
The clam's closing movement abruptly halted, its suction disrupted. The wooden bead was firmly wedged between the shells, immovable at that moment.
The sea-swallowing clam was restrained, and its two long whiskers suddenly sprang up, whipping towards the starry river. But the Cloud Wandering Sword was also a spiritual treasure, and even if the sword formation couldn't prevail, it wouldn't be easily defeated.
Furthermore, Qin Sang didn't stop for a moment. With a heavy stomp of his foot and the rapid beating of his phoenix wings, he charged aggressively towards Heiyu Fa Xiang.
Since his encounter with the Spirit Ghost King, Qin Sang rarely took the initiative to attack. The massive spiritwood body soared high, arms outstretched, embracing the fish tail in a bear hug.
"You're asking for death!"
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The Spirit King roared with fury.
'Bang bang bang...'
The fishtail writhed frantically in his arms, and every twist sent a searing pain through Qin Sang as if he were being whipped. His bones felt displaced, aching all over. The brilliance of Ming Shan Armor flickered, seeming to struggle under the strain.
“Ha!”
Qin Sang disregarded his injuries, using all his strength to drag the Black Fish Fa Xiang towards the ground.
At this time, the Sword Star shifted, and the White Tiger's fierce aura materialized, swooping down with terrifying might.
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The white tiger, with its ferocious aura, rammed into the two long whiskers, producing a deafening roar that echoed throughout the heavens.
Only to see a long mustache swing, a spirit sword shot out from the fierce and savage brow of the white tiger. It pierced through the two long mustaches, and in an instant, the sword light was brilliant, like seven illusory shadows flashing in and out, merging into the sword light, and swiftly slashing at the black fish's Dharma form!
This sword has already been changed into the more adept Seven Souls Killing Formation.
Even with Ling You Wang's powerful strength, he didn't dare underestimate this sword. Before, Ding Xiang Hou almost perished under this very blade!
The Spirit King was furious, but he could only bear it. He hurriedly retracted his long beard, and white light separated from it, turning back into the white silk thread. It joined end to end, forming a white ring.
A white ring, like jade carving, guarded above the ghostly king. He still wasn't reassured and opened his mouth to spit out a scale-like treasure, shooting it towards the center of the white ring.
Lowering his head to look at Qin Sang, who wouldn't let go, Ling You Wang's eyes blazed with fury that seemed to threaten to burn him to ashes. With a roar, he twisted his upper body and lunged frantically towards Qin Sang, his mouthful of fangs growing larger in Qin Sang's eyes at an alarming speed.
‘Boom!’
Two gigantic monsters wrestled, smashing into the earth and tearing it apart, creating vast chasms.
In mid-air, sword light struck the white ring head-on. The white light and sword light merged together, erupting in a blinding flash.
The white ring trembled violently, its ends falling off, and it slithered down like a spirit snake.
Yún Yóu Jiàn paused slightly, then drew his sword and slashed again!
Just as Qin Sang was desperately clinging to Ling You Wang, a piercing sound tore through the forest.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Golden light descended from the sky, with a mighty roar, like a meteor plummeting to earth. The ground then trembled violently.
A golden light smashed into the ground, causing the jungle to tremble violently. Dozens of large pits appeared on the surface.
The inside of the pit shone with gold. A golden armored warrior leaped up, no longer the size of a bean. His body towered ten zhang high, majestic and awe-inspiring.
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'Bang! Bang! Bang!'
The Golden Armor Warrior happened to land around the battlefield.
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All the Golden Armored Warriors wielded identical weapons: a golden iron chain in each hand.
Left, a real person stepped on the talismans platform with his left foot and slowly descended. In the center of the platform, nine heavenly talismans shimmered brilliantly.
With his sword finger technique, he held a yellow talisman between two fingers, channeling the power of the Heavenly Army talismans. He flicked it downwards and commanded: "Form the array!"
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“Obey the imperial decree!”
The golden armored warriors roared in unison.
"Splash!"
Chained together with iron cables, golden-armored warriors formed a three-layered iron cable formation, completely encircling the one tree and one fish within the battlefield.
It was precisely because of Qin Sang that Ling You Wang failed to break out of the encirclement in time, watching helplessly as the golden armor warriors formed a battle formation.
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“Whew!”
A yellow talisman floated into the formation.
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The golden armored warrior spun rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, his form became indistinguishable. Three golden circles first appeared on the ground, and as the golden light intensified, the circles merged into one.
In an instant, a golden Bagua formation emerged on the ground.
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In the midst of battle, Qin Sang endured Ling You Wang's attack and staggered back several steps. He quickly absorbed wood spirit energy to recover.
At this moment, the situation has reversed. Ling You Wang no longer has the mind to manipulate the wood spirit energy.
"It's you!"
Ling You Wang stared fixedly at the left real person in the sky, obviously recognizing him.
"Old monster, haven't seen you in a while"
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Left True Person smiled faintly, "It's fate that brings us together. Hehe... This poor Daoist was obstructed and missed out on a great accomplishment. To be able to eliminate this old demon like you is not a wasted journey."
"Old thing, you still dare to be here Don't you fear missing the Divine Court and causing your lineage to be destroyed, with all humankind becoming food for my demon clan!"
Ling You Wang's voice was cold, but his heart was pounding.
I didn't expect there to be a great master still here. He dares to disregard the dispute between the divine courts and seek treasures, there must be another secret behind this.
According to common sense, the dispute between the Celestial Court and the Netherworld concerns the rise and fall of both factions. Neither side has any room for retreat; they can only fight to the death!
His current situation was extremely precarious. He had to be on high alert with Zuo Fengdao alone, and now Qin Sang, whose strength was inferior but who had the advantage of terrain, had joined the fray. Ling Youwang suddenly felt a surge of unease.
This statement seemed to have struck Left True Master's sore spot. His eyes flashed with murderous intent as he coldly declared, "I will send you to the underworld first and let you see which lineage of Taoism will be extinguished!"
Before the words left his mouth, Zuo Zhenren stepped forward with a firm stride, chanting divine incantations.
"Emperor Beiyin, decree from the Nine Netherworlds."
Haste to summon the jailer, and with Qi descend.
In accordance with the imperial decree, investigate and examine the evil in prison.
Millions of swords and soldiers, dismemberment and transformation.
Hurry!
As the incantation was uttered, his nimble fingers danced in mid-air, sketching out three intricate and complex talismans in a single fluid motion.
Three divine talismans, their talismanic light varying in color, some black, some green, and some gold.
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Rain of light, falling on the earth.
Empowered by talismanic power, the golden-armored warriors surged with an overwhelming presence, resembling true divine generals come to banish evil.
'Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!'
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Dozens of golden chains flew through the air, all aimed at the Spirit Phantom King in the formation. The golden chains were like soul-capturing hooks wielded by jailers. Not only were they incredibly tough, but they also held strange power, capable of ensnaring souls and subduing demons.
The King of Spirit Depths suddenly felt a terrifying pressure descending upon him, like several mountains pressing down on his heart.
Unrestrained, Qin Sang finally let loose and greedily absorbed the wood essence, stabilizing himself briefly before charging towards Ling You Wang once more.
'Boom! Boom! Boom!'
Every step Qin Sang took shook the ground, as if venting the frustration he had endured. His aura kept building, surging toward Ling You Wang. He transformed his right hand into a palm, and a dazzling Buddha's light appeared on his palm.
In the blink of an eye, the Buddha's light condensed into a huge Buddha print, containing astonishing energy and blood power. Following Qin Sang's palm, it crashed down with a roar.
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Above, Mu Zhu was still fighting against the Swallowing Sea Clam.
Ling You Wang tried several times, but couldn't force the wooden bead back. In a moment of hesitation, he was too late to retract the swallowing clam shell, and the attack arrived!
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