轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！The imposing, all-encompassing dark clouds that had previously obscured the sky instantly coalesced into a single mass upon the emergence of the spirit sword, revealing the terrified eyes of the black spotted leopard demon.
Even within the borders of the ghostly nation, the black-spotted leopard demon did not dare to oppose the powerful Five Seal Dharma Realm Grandmaster.
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Liu Hou was exactly worried that the Daoist court would directly send out a great immortal to get him. He had been hiding outside these years, not even daring to return to his own Marquis' Mansion.
Faced with the sword's edge, the Black-Spotted Leopard demon felt a greater sense of terror than Qin Sang.
The black-spotted leopard demon's fur stood on end, and in terror, it realized that its vision seemed to be filled with only a sword. All else in the world had vanished.
With the swordsman as the center, the surrounding heaven and earth's spiritual energy was mobilized. Within the forest, winds surged and clouds roiled, the celestial energy violently churning, the roar of wind and thunder deafening.
The peaks at the edge of the jungle were all trembling, and the rivers churned with giant waves.
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In the void, dazzling multicolored bands and five-colored light spots appeared. Responding to the sword glow emitted by the Spirit Sword, they surged over.
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These are exactly the visions caused by the movement of celestial and earthly energy, appearing before Qin Sang and the Leopard Demon.
Even at his peak, Qin Sang couldn't do this. He could only barely evoke the fur of heaven and earth's vital energy, using the might of heaven and earth to suppress his opponents, but he was unable to control it at all.
This trick is very effective against low-level cultivators. Against cultivators of the same rank, it's useless and still relies on magic treasures and supernatural powers to win.
The visions created by the Daoist were too astonishing, Qin Sang suspected that even a cultivator at the late stage of Nascent Soul might find it difficult to achieve.
In the ancient texts he had read, only a few sentences mentioned the divine powers of the Xianxu cultivators, which matched this scene.
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'Whew! Whew!'
The gale raged across the heavens and earth.
The thick, palpable celestial energy showed no sign of abating, continuing to converge. The sword light expanded at an astonishing rate.
Heavenly energy, drawn in by the attraction, gathered into thick, multicolored mist.
The sword light seemed to absorb the multicolored mist, and as the mist frantically gathered, it formed a towering five-colored giant sword!
The sword body slanted slightly, the tip piercing the clouds and pointing diagonally at the demon leopard.
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Qin Sang inexplicably felt a sense of insignificance, as if this sword could easily crush him. He could imagine the immense pressure the leopard demon was enduring.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a five-colored sword light appeared in the sky, brighter than lightning and piercing the heavens.
Sword intent shakes the heavens!
At this moment, it seemed as if even the heavens were split open by the sword light.
The Black-Spotted Leopard demon didn't even wait for the sword light to reach him before fleeing in terror. The black cloud moved faster than ever, frantically running away.
It had no intention of taking that sword blow head-on.
Feeling the terrifying aura coming from behind, the Leopard Demon turned his head and was even more terrified. He let out a low growl, and his dark eyes turned completely red.
At the same time, its fur turned blood red, and strange runes appeared on its body, as if it had put on a suit of blood armor.
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Next, the blood armor gathered at its two sides and transformed into a pair of blood wings.
With a fierce flap of its blood wings, the Leopard Demon instantly transformed into a streak of blood light, its speed surging dramatically.
Blood and sword light crisscrossed the sky.
The leopard demon's speed was exceptional, but it couldn't match the sword light. At this moment, a strange feeling washed over the leopard demon, yet it couldn't be sure. Its eyes flickered, and with a flap of its blood wings, it left a bloody afterimage in place.
Blood Shadow turned back, fearless in death, roaring as it charged towards the sword light.
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'Puf!'
To everyone's surprise, the sword light and blood shadow both dissipated together.
Bearing a giant sword with the power to cleave the heavens, it was as fragile as a bubble. It failed to strike the Leopard Demon's true form and was shattered by a blood-colored shadow.
'Boom!'
The sword light converged, its energy dispersing chaotically. The turbulent qi once again caused upheaval in the heavens and earth.
Though imposing, the power was too dispersed and chaotic. Even Nascent Soul cultivators were not afraid of such turbulence, only the nearby plants and animals suffered, left in ruins everywhere.
'Whoosh!'
The Leopard Demon landed on a mountain peak ahead, looking at the spectacle behind him. Surprise was still etched on his face, but it was quickly replaced by anger.
At this moment, it couldn't possibly fathom that this strike was nothing more than a display of false strength and empty bravado, utterly incapable of being compared to the true power of a Grandmaster.
If a Great Master had struck with that sword, the opponent would have died instantly.
In fact, when the Daoist unsheathed this sword, the leopard demon did have some doubts.
It is rumored that great figures of the Renzu clan rarely leave their seclusion, and once they do, it becomes impossible to conceal their aura and cultivation. Moreover, if a Daoist truly were a great figure, there would be no need to entangle themselves with such a being for so long.
The world is in constant flux, and who can say for sure that the great master does not have a hidden way
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Moreover, the Human race is adept at talismans, using spirit runes to exert power far exceeding their own.
If the leopard demon wasn't careful, it wouldn't have lived to this day.
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It was brought in to help, and the treasure trove plundered by Taoist priests wasn't its own. Even if Lu Hou offered a high reward, it wouldn't risk its life for a sword fight, not even the slightest thought of testing it.
Moreover, this sword can mobilize the vital energy of heaven and earth, and its terrifying sword intent are both undeniable.
The energy of heaven and earth remains tumultuous for a long time.
The leopard demon's eyes were gloomy, and he rode the black cloud back along the original path. As expected, the jungle was deserted, and the two had already disappeared.
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It looked around, but the other party was gone. Searching for them in the vast mountains was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
The Leopard Demon pondered for a moment, sent out a message first before setting off again. When searching for the enemy's whereabouts, she wasn't as focused as before.
To escape, the Leopard Demon consecutively used Blood Wings and Blood Shadow, both extremely draining spells. It now greatly feared the Taoist priest and even suspected that Qin Sang was also deeply concealed.
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At this time, Qin Sang and the Daoist priest concealed their breath and shape, flying through the mountains and forests.
Qin Sang transformed back into his spirit wood form, while the Daoist priest stuck a shape-concealing talisman on himself. Although it wasn't as concealed as Qin Sang's supernatural abilities, it was easy enough to fool the demon soldiers.
Both knew they weren't truly safe yet, silently racing forward, occasionally exchanging brief words.
The Taoist had already planned his withdrawal route before taking action. Qin Sang, of course, also had preparations, but he was too far off course.
Continuing their flight, the two encountered some demon soldiers again. However, to Qin Sang's surprise, they didn't find any signs of a large-scale demon army encircling them, nor did they encounter any demon commanders.
Seeing the man, Dao Ren, with a confident look on his face, Qin Sang guessed that this person might have made other arrangements, or even accomplices.
After several days, the two finally arrived at the border of the ghost kingdom. Qin Sang's greatest worry, that a large army would block their path, did not happen.
After a harrowing escape from the Ghost Nation, Qin Sang and the Daoist couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Once they confirmed there was no immediate danger, they stopped to catch their breath in a mountain valley.
Thank you fellow cultivator for your protection along the way.
The Daoist bowed deeply with a respectful salute.
With his cultivation level, he originally didn't have the ability to strike that sword. Forcing it out consumed him greatly.
Qin Sang kept his promise and never abandoned him halfway.
"This humble cultivator wields a sword. May I ask for your esteemed name, friend"
The two of them encountered each other twice, once for a brief clash and once when they joined forces to escape the demon marquis's pursuit. They could be considered comrades who had shared hardship together.
What's strange is that they didn't even know the other party's name.
On both occasions, it was the Daoist who was in the wrong. Qin Sang didn't proactively ask, and he wasn't comfortable speaking up either. He couldn't help himself and finally spoke.
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My Buddhist name is Qingfeng.
Qin Sang secretly ordered Tiánmù Die to be on guard, and calmly said.
The Daoist priest's Dharma name is quite unique.
Wielding a sword, wielding which sword
Qin Sang's mind flashed with this thought. He had heard of many heroes in Crane-Crowing Mountain, but none named 'Jianzhi'. However, the Daoist sect was known for producing countless brilliant individuals, so it wasn't surprising that there might be someone he hadn't encountered yet.
“The sword before...”
Qin Sang’s voice was a little hesitant.
He still remembered the sword strike of the Swordmaster, and hesitated several times before speaking. He was afraid that inquiring about the other party's secrets would be too abrupt.
"The True Man with the Sword didn't mind. 'Let me apologize to you Daoist friends, my previous move was more about appearances than true power. It consumed a sword talisman and wasn't entirely my own divine ability. Furthermore, it has significant limitations; I need to prepare in advance, making a huge show of force. Only at the moment when heaven and earth’s Qi gathers to form the sword can it unleash a bit of power. After that, it becomes nothing more than an illusion. Who would be foolish enough to challenge such a display'"
Qin Sang nodded slightly.
However, he saw that although the Swordmaster was humble, he could indeed mobilize his qi. To be able to do this, even if he used external objects, it was enough to show that this person had a deep understanding of swordsmanship.
At this moment, the True Person with Sword suddenly changed his tone, “What do you think of that imperial bell Zhen Fu, Daoist friend”
The Imperial Clock True Talisman is the same one that transformed into a copper bell to protect its wielder.
Qin Sang couldn't stop praising him.
He was only at the late Nascent Soul stage of cultivation. Yet, with this talisman's power he could withstand attacks from a demon marquis. This clearly demonstrates the immense power of this talisman.
And Qin Sang noticed that the strength of this talisman's power also depended in part on the cultivator's strength. In the future, when he breaks through his physical refinement, this talisman could also serve as a powerful means of protection.
The Taoist, hearing this, smiled and said, "Since my friend likes it, I shall bestow upon you the method of refining this talisman."
As he spoke, the Daoist hurled a jade slip towards Qin Sang.
“The poor Dao has met with the fellow Daoist twice, and owes two favors to two people. I have nothing to repay them, so I offer this as a token of my gratitude. Fellow Daoist, please don't refuse. This talisman was unexpectedly obtained by the poor Dao, and can only be used by cultivators of force. In the hands of the poor Dao, it is like a pearl hidden in the dark. However, the difficulty of refining this talisman is extremely high, so fellow Daoist will have to put in a lot of effort later.”
Qin Sang hesitated for a moment, catching the jade slip. His divine sense swept over it, and the contents of the jade slip appeared in his mind.
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As the Sword Master truly said, refining the Emperor's Bell True Talisman is no easy feat. At least before breaking through, don't even think about it.
As the saying goes, "One must give something to receive something." Having received the imperial decree from the emperor, Qin Sang's resentment lessened somewhat.
The two of them each swallowed the pills and hastened to adjust their breath.
After the two had recovered, Zhijian Zhenren looked out at the valley and asked, "I wonder where Daoist Qingfeng plans to go next This poor Dao caused this disturbance. Has it affected Daoist's important affairs"
“As a humble Taoist, I was summoned by a divine mandate and luckily finished my task before my fellow practitioner disrupted the Hou Residence.”
Qin Sang mumbled.
Zhijian Zhenren seemed to have just asked casually and didn't delve deeper. He nodded and said, "My Taoist temple is in Xingdao Xianhu. I was planning to invite Dao You to go together and treat you well. If Dao You has no urgent matters, you might as well continue on the journey. Although the place ahead is not Guifang Kingdom, it is controlled by Guifang Kingdom. There may be experts of the Yao Hou level hidden there. If we are not careful, we might encounter some trouble."
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Qin Sang had long heard of the Star Island Fairy Lake.
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This lake is located north of Mount Jiuzhaigou, a vast and boundless fairy lake known as the Sea Lake.
As its name suggests, the Fairy Islands in the Lake are numerous like stars, with countless forces present, intricate and complex. There is also a famous second fairy city called Jushan, second only to Crane's Singing Mountain.
It is said that this city was the first Immortal City to be truly recognized by Mount Qixia monks.
Qin Sang was eager to experience the unique scenery of this world, and perhaps in the complex Star Island Immortal Lake, he could more easily obtain opportunities and receive a talisman.
Qin Sang knew very well that his current strength was not enough to roam freely in this world.
The situation in Gushan is chaotic and could potentially draw the authorities into a conflict between Dao Ting and Gui Fang Guo at any moment.
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When flowers bloom in all four seasons of a dream, and success is within reach, the safest course of action is undoubtedly to swiftly return to He Crane Mountain, and cultivate peacefully within the city.
After breakthroughs like these, there's no rush to go traveling.
Qin Sang glanced at the Sword-Wielding True Person, shook his head and said: "Thank you for your kindness, Daoist friend. But this poor Taoist needs to return as soon as possible to hand in the summons and I also faintly sense a breakthrough opportunity, eager to retreat to cultivate. I will visit again another day."
Upon hearing this, Zhijian Zhenren not only showed no displeasure, but instead rejoiced for Qin Sang, saying, "Opportunities like this are hard to come by. We have plenty of time ahead of us, so there's no need to rush. This old Daoist wishes you, fellow cultivator, all the best in your endeavors!"
"Thank you for your kind words!"
The two didn't immediately part ways.
Qin Sang knew little about these demonic countries, so it was safer to continue traveling with the Sword-wielding Immortal.
The two of them traveled through the demon country, encountering no danger and finally arrived safely at a secure zone.
It is time to say goodbye.
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"Master Zhijian, however, spoke up to stop Qin Sang and took out a long wooden box. 'Since I have urgent business, I must return to Xingdao Immortal Lake immediately, otherwise, I'll go to Heiming Mountain with you friends. A friend of mine is cultivating on Heiming Mountain. Before he entrusted me to forge a sword, would you please deliver it for me'"
"This…"
Qin Sang hesitated.
It wasn't that he was unwilling to help, for he and the Daoist had only a passing acquaintance. Although they had once fought monsters together, they couldn't be considered close friends.
What if something unexpected happens when handing over the treasure, can trust still be maintained
The Swordmaster chuckled, drawing a treasured blade from its scabbard. It was a top-notch magic weapon.
“This is nothing of value. Dao friend, do you still remember the token To activate the token, you also need to ask that friend to inform me. Afterward, if you encounter any difficulties, you can directly ask him for help. Once I hear about it, I will arrive as soon as possible.”
Qin Sang's heart skipped a beat. It sounded like Zhjian Zhenren was looking for an excuse to establish a firm connection with him.
As for this, Qin Sang did not reject it. He took the sword, inspected it, bowed his farewells, and then headed southwest.
Chi Jian Zhenren stood still for a moment, then turned his sword north and returned.
Returned to Heemingshan smoothly.
Qin Sang didn't rush to the Dao Court. First, he activated the token and, guided by the token, found a courtyard in the city.
The master of the courtyard was already waiting outside the door. He was a tall and thin man in green robes, whose dharma name was Gu Zhou.
"Middle stage of Nascent Soul."
Qin Sang saw through Gu Zhou's true cultivation level at a glance.
Gu Zhou, the real person, took the token and the sword, then looked at Qin Sang again. His expression instantly changed to one of respect.
Seeing this scene, Qin Sang knew that this person was probably not a friend of the Sword Master, but more likely an subordinate.
"One stronghold has a Nascent Soul Mid-Stage expert sitting in charge. The Sword-wielding Realperson seems to also have connections with a powerful force."
Qin Sang secretly nodded. Making friends with the Sword-Wielding True Person wasn't a bad thing.
Soon after, the real person of Gu Zhou sent Qin Sang out of the courtyard.
Qin Sang went straight to the Beiji Exorcism Academy.
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