The personally assigned task would likely not be simple and might take up a lot of his time.As for safety, there's no need to worry. His cultivation has soared recently, with the Ebony Sword at his si...Deadly poison enters the body.
Qin Sang proactively restrained the power of the poison pearl, suppressing his true essence and blood qi, barely resisting at all. He immediately felt unwell.
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As it was not the original version of the skill, many techniques could not be cast. Without any buffer, Qin Sang almost directly endured the impact of the fierce poison.
His physical body was comparable to that of a demon cultivator, and he could still withstand it. After calming his mind slightly, he exhaled a mouthful of turbid qi, and his heart and spirit settled.
As the technique circulated, he completed a cycle in an instant. True essence enveloped the poison, and his breath calmed slightly.
Qin Sang closed his eyes, raised both hands, and quickly formed a seal. A special wave immediately surged within him.
This fluctuation is very peculiar, transmitted through true energy, influencing the toxins. Gradually, the toxins also begin to vibrate along with it.
Through this fluctuation, Qin Sang gained a preliminary control over the poison. As he changed his hand seal again, the poison immediately separated. A small amount of impurities were extracted, and the rest underwent a transformation, being converted into the purest form of poisonous power.
At this moment, the power of poison and Qin Sang's true essence are still distinct, but there are already signs of merging.
As time passed, the poison gradually refined, merging with true essence, proving this path feasible. Afterwards, things went smoothly. In no time, all the fierce poisons within his body were completely refined.
Qin Sang suddenly opened his eyes, a look of surprise on his face.
Perhaps because he had yet to refine much poison essence, or perhaps the cultivation technique was truly as unique as he expected, Qin Sang's true essence within his body showed no signs of disorder.
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Qin Sang carefully sensed for a moment, then immediately activated the poison bead, separating out more virulent toxins and refining them continuously. In just a short time, he achieved the results of several days' hard work.
During the refining process, Qin Sang also felt the presence of residual poison, accumulating between his bones and blood.
If this continues, it will surely become a hidden danger.
Qin Sang stirred the residual poison, circulating it with the secret art of extracting poison through the body. He manipulated the lingering poison that had invaded his blood and bones, causing even more intense pain. It felt as if he was being washed over by a powerful toxin, affecting every part of him, from his marrow to his flesh. His body seemed poised to melt away.
However, this level of pain couldn't move Qin Sang. He sat cross-legged on the cushion, his body motionless. His internal qi and blood surged, reaching their peak before gradually subsiding.
After finishing his task, Qin Sang's face showed a thoughtful expression as he recalled the entire process of refining the poison essence and using it to temper his body.
At this point, looking inwards again, there was indeed still residue of poison within. Though it had been refined twice and the remaining poison was extremely tiny, it was undeniably there, like a bone tumor, deeply embedded in the marrow, extremely difficult to remove.
He had just started his cultivation. If he detoxified through breathing techniques now, it would still be possible to eliminate the poison, but it would inevitably take time. In that case, he would lose the intention of rapidly improving his strength. It would be better to cultivate normally.
Qin Sang looked at the poisonous pearl, rotating the dispel poison light, as expected, forcing out some remaining toxins, much easier than expelling them himself.
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He focused his mind, as if the toxins within him had been purged.
This shows that the poison pearl is very important to him, at least in the early stages of cultivation, it can resolve the hidden danger of detoxification.
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Through repeated attempts, various problems were verified one by one, and gradually developed in the direction Qin Sang expected.
Then, Qin Sang opened the Qianjun Ring and a jade bottle flew out from it. The jade bottle contained a single drop of flower dew.
According to the description in "The Venomous Scriptures," Hua Lu is one of the most suitable poisons for cultivation. Firstly, it is easier to refine, and secondly, the amount of residual poison is less than other highly toxic poisons.
'Bang!'
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The jade bottle opened, Qin Sang parted his lips and took a deep breath, swallowing the flower dew.
'Boom!'
Like swallowing a burning ball of fire, it exploded in his body instantly. Qin Sang's complexion changed slightly. He didn't expect the poison to be so fierce. He quickly calmed his mind and entered meditation.
Unexpectedly, after the eruption, Hualu gradually subsided, and the refining process was very smooth, just as recorded in the *Poison God Scripture*.
But Qin Sang, who cared most about resentment, didn't notice it during the process of refining the flower dew.
"It's the subtle influence that takes hold, even I can't perceive it. Or...is it that Hakaze is so pure, truly unmarred by resentment"
Qin Sang was secretly astonished. After thinking for a moment, he took out the orb and opened the seal on it.
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The bead resembled water. Qin Sang tried to draw out the floral poison within, instantly triggering a violent reaction.
Thankfully, Qin Sang was well-prepared and smoothly extracted a strand of flower poison.
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Compared to the dew, this thread of poison and resentment has long since become one, inseparable.
Qin Sang used his old trick again, refining the flower poison, and immediately felt the difference.
In the silent and unseen, the resentment power within the flower's poison spread throughout his body, infiltrating the Purple Palace. It flowed strangely towards his soul as if being drawn in. Qin Sang tried every method imaginable, yet he was powerless to stop the invasion of this resentment power.
However, resentment eventually met an impenetrable wall and was stopped.
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The grudge dissipated after failing to achieve its goal, lingering for a long time before finally fading away.
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Qin Sang truly felt every fluctuation of resentment power, secretly nodding his head. He needn't worry about resentment power.
However, due to the existence of resentment power, refining is not as smooth as with Hualu, and there are more residual toxins. It is best for cultivators to choose Hualu for cultivation.
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Here, Qin Sang's questions all have answers, and she can rest assured from now on.
Qin Sang's eyes flashed a trace of fatigue. The whole process was extremely taxing. He slowly withdrew his power, got up, and walked out of the cave.
Standing on the mountaintop, gazing at the mountains and flower fields.
The world is full of wonders, beyond imagination. There are such strange flowers in the world, hidden deep within a garden.
"The dew is not ripe all at once, and it needs to be harvested every interval. It is necessary to frequently travel between the two places..."
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Qin Sang realized a problem: collecting flower dew was something she had to do herself, as she couldn't entrust it to others.
If he continues to cultivate on Mount Jianxin, regardless of the time it takes to travel there and back.
The current situation is unstable. The Ghost Kingdom is raising demons in the Yinyuan, while the Daoist Court remains silent, poised to ignite a war at any moment. Yinyuan itself is no longer safe.
He looked around, an idea sparked in his mind. What if he stayed here to cultivate
If cultivators of this world knew his thoughts, they would surely think Qin Sang was crazy.
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Entering the Abyss of Sin, the chaos of heaven and earth intensified, causing a greater erosion to the primordial spirit.
It is said that in the deepest part of Nieyuan, even the effect of the talisman "Falu Dingzhenyuan" would fail. Of course, most cultivators do not have the ability to go so far.
Although the location of the Gu Shan Zhi Chan platform is not deep enough to fully stabilize true energy, even a powerful figure like Dong Xuan Zhen Ren would be wary of mental confusion and wouldn't dare to linger there for too long.
Qin Sang not only wasn't afraid, but even felt that this plan was quite ingenious.
For him, cultivating here is indeed an excellent choice.
Hidden here, no one will disturb you.
As long as he doesn't leave, no matter how chaotic the outside world becomes, it won't affect him.
The Ghost Nation and the Dao Court may still clash around the Altar of Cultivation, but cultivators at the Refining Void stage dare not enter the altar.
When he has the time, Qin Sang will clear the path between Dúhú and Cónglín Huànjìng. With these two places at his back, Qin Sang will be confident in facing any powerful enemy.
“No, almost forgot them...”
Qin Sang suddenly remembered the Tianmu butterfly and the fire jade centipede, nearly ignoring them.
He had a jade Buddha, but the two spiritual insects depended on the talisman altar and his visualization of inner truth for protection.
"The Heavenly Eye Butterfly can also enjoy the protection of the Jade Buddha to some extent, so there is no need to worry. The inner true essence I have envisioned also carries the aura of the Jade Buddha, which is unmatched by other guardian gods. However, I wonder how long the fire jade centipede can last. If it can persist for three to five years, that would be great. The path of refining artifacts cannot be abandoned halfway. Asking Master Zhisheng about swordsmanship, obtaining the Yinghua Dan for the Heavenly Eye Butterfly, and helping it recover during my absence – I definitely need to go back. Otherwise… should I ask someone to raise it for me"
Qin Sang summoned the talismans of the altar and called forth the Fire Jade Centipede.
Over the course of ten years, Huoyù Wūgōng has been consuming the leftover spiritual herbs from Tiánmù Diē's meals. His progress is significant, and if he can successfully molt, he might be able to keep up with his master's pace. Otherwise, he will become nothing but a tasteless accessory.
"Just wait and see what fate has in store for you!"
Qin Sang murmured, already having made a decision. No matter what, he would prioritize his own cultivation.
Before that, we need to go back to Sanji's place. There are still some things that need to be arranged properly.
Qin Sang listed a series of matters in his heart, his hands constantly forming hand seals. He didn't hesitate to use spiritual materials and immediately refined the formation tools on the spot, doing everything he could to repair the formation.
This place will be his dojo, so it naturally needs to be carefully arranged.
After a flurry of activity, the spirit formation was completely revitalized. Qin Sang soared into the sky and looked down at the earth below, a satisfied expression on his face. With a slight movement of his mind, he activated another transformation within the spirit formation.
Beyond the spatial confines, the toxic miasma and raging tempest intensified. Ultimately, even the outer layer of poison water was affected, churning with violent currents, whirlpools, and a menacing glow of forbidden toxins, making it utterly unapproachable.
Even a celestial official as powerful as Dao Ting would avoid this sight when he sees it in the hall of governance, preferring to detour unless there was a pressing reason to enter.
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Then, Qin Sang took out some banners and arranged them in layers.
Even if someone ventured into the poison lake, they would be lost within it and unable to find this field of flowers.
To ensure everything was perfect, Qin Sang finally stopped moving. He looked at his dojo with a smile on his face.
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He chose the highest peak of this place, carved out a cave dwelling there, and set up multiple seals around the eye.
Qin Sang suspected that the strange poison that killed the disciples of the true transmission of Lou Gu Shan originated from the qiao yan.
Even Qin Sang wouldn't dare to underestimate the power of this poison.
The awakening of a third eye is not without cause. However, the conflict between Daoism and the Ghost Nation might trigger that golden light, leading to changes in the third eye. It's necessary to take precautions beforehand.
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Apart from that, there were hardly any other changes.
Qin Sang took a moment to catch his breath, then vanished from the space in a flash.
All the visions here are derived from the spirit formation and cannot harm Qin Sang. His figure flickers, but his target is not the exit of the poison lake, but to go deeper instead.
Not long after, Qin Sang arrived at the other side of the Poison Lake, his figure appearing at the edge.
"Well, there are large patches of auspicious clouds here..."
Qin Sang walked out of the poisonous lake and found that there was a cloud of auspiciousness between the poisonous lake and the next illusion.
The moment Qin Sang stepped into the auspicious clouds, a deafening thunderclap echoed in his ears. As he passed through the clouds, he saw before him a pitch-black expanse.
The night was boundless, yet not peaceful.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning ripped through the darkness, as if tearing open a rift in the void, its roar deafening.
As the lightning flashed, Qin Sang's heart skipped a beat outside of the illusion. He felt a sense of crisis.
Having received the High Celestial Thunder Talisman, Qin Sang practiced three kinds of thunder talismans. He was extremely sensitive to the power of thunder and knew that it wasn't a real lightning bolt, but something even more dangerous than lightning.
The was fleeting, and after a long wait, another bolt of lightning fell, its power undiminished.
For the rest of the time, the night always remained calm, an eerie silence.
"Let's explore again later," Qin Sang thought to herself.
In the Poison Domain, there is plenty of time to cultivate.
This was also one of Qin Sang's reasons for staying, carving out a path alone leading deep into the Zhi Tan, waiting for Mo Xingdao's news.
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The arrangements for the return trip were mainly related to Mo Xindao.
Qin Sang patrolled the area for a while, observed it carefully, and then flew outward.
The two masters have already set off on their return journey.
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Qin Sang returned along the original road, and until he reached the entrance of the Zhi Tan, he did not encounter anyone else. So he walked alone through the Nie Yuan, and there were no obstacles along the way. Soon, Ju Shan's residence came into view.
As for Luffy, Qin Sang made a slight adjustment and headed straight for Kenzan Island.
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The island is covered with sword-heart orchids, vibrant and full of life. Among the dense forests, several palaces are hidden.
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Qin Sang just appeared in the sky above Jianxin Island, immediately startling the Sword Slaves.
The sword slave dashed towards the sky, saw Qin Sang, and was overjoyed instantly, "Master is back safe and sound!"
Qin Sang's expression moved slightly, "Have Qing Dan Yuanjun and Bo Xian Shanren visited"
The sword slaves nodded in succession, "Not long ago, the two masters visited the island, saying that the masters were in trouble..."
As they were speaking, Jian Nu took out a token and crushed it, his face beaming with joy. "The master is not in the cave dwelling. He was just about to gather people to go to Nie Yuan to rescue the real person. Knowing that the real person is safe and sound, he will be very pleased."
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Qin Sang was startled. He hadn't expected Zujian Zhenren to go to such lengths for him. After a moment of silence, he returned to the island with Jiannu.
Before long, a sound of breaking through the air came from outside the island, and a streak of light sped towards it.
Qin Sang stood up, not seeing anyone, but first heard a hearty laugh, "My younger brother is indeed a lucky person!"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than the three of them streamed in.
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The speaker was none other than the Swordmaster, followed by Berxian Mountain Man and Youhuang True Person.
Bo Xian, a mountain dweller, looked rather weary. Upon seeing Qin Sang, he visibly relaxed, bowing deeply. "It's all our fault for troubling you, sir! We are truly fortunate!"
The real person Yu Huang cast a glance with beautiful eyes, concealing her lips in a light smile, "How is it I told you that the real person Qing Feng's skills were extraordinary, beyond our reach. It's funny that the two real people are so eager..."
Saying that, she looked at Qin Sang, "Zhijian Zhenren heard the bad news and immediately contacted us. He traveled everywhere, sparing no expense to gather antidotes and rescue the real person. If the real person came back any later, all the antidote treasures in Gu Shanchi would be almost exhausted by us."
A native of Mount Berhsien said: "Daoist Qingdan is moving around in the Daoist sect and will soon come to join us."
Qin Sang bowed respectfully, a slight frown on his face. He performed a deep bow, expressing countless sentiments in a single word: "Thank you."
As the saying goes, a person's true character is revealed in adversity.
It is clear that Zhījìng Zhenrén is the leader.
Qing Dan Yuanjun and Bo Xian Shanren had a superficial friendship. Without the pressure from Zhijian Zhenren, he might not have been so dedicated.
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"The path of cultivation is fraught with perils, as cultivators, we should watch over and assist each other. What's there to be concerned about" Zhijian Zhenren patted Qin Sang on the shoulder, "It's good that you're back, little brother. This ordeal may not have been for nothing."
Everyone sat down and asked Qin Sang about their experiences.
Qin Sang had prepared a speech, and as he described the dangerous moments, all the real people present changed color with fright.
The Swordmaster, Zhijian, ordered his sword slave to host a banquet for Qin Sang to calm her nerves.
After the feast, it was late at night. The two Immortals departed, having enjoyed themselves greatly.
Qin Sang and the Sword-wielding Immortal shared a drink under the moon.
"To tell you the truth, Senior Brother, although this journey was fraught with danger, it was also a fortunate encounter, greatly beneficial to my future cultivation. However, I cannot continue to cultivate on Jianxin Island in the future and must leave for a long time."
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“Oh”
The Swordmaster drank the fine wine in his cup.
In the cultivation world, it is not uncommon for misfortunes to turn into blessings.
He was not surprised, nor did he ask what the reason was, only saying: "Little brother, if you need anything, just speak up."
Qin Sang shook his head and smiled, "The agreement to discuss swordplay with Daoist Brother, I have always kept in mind. I will often come back in the future and bother Daoist Brother."
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