Inquiry about immortality

The mountain breeze is rustling.

Li Yufu whispered about the discussion among the three tribes.

Qin Sang listened with a calm expression. The development of the situation might be unexpected, but it would not deviate too far from what he expected.

No matter what conspiracies and tricks those people use, they cannot stop the tide of the general trend.

He is this 'trend'!
Because of his powerful strength, he can control the situation and crush everything with a raging torrent, but human hearts are unpredictable and are the most subtle and mysterious.

The life span of a high-level cultivator could easily be hundreds or thousands of years. Even if they spent most of their time cultivating in the cave and had no contact with worldly affairs, as long as they lived long enough, what kind of conspiracy and tricks would they not have seen? Sometimes it was not that they were unwilling to resort to conspiracy and tricks, but that it was unnecessary.

In the world of immortal cultivation, all the great power is concentrated in oneself. To dominate and conquer others is the easiest thing. All one needs to do is to make others obey him. Then, he can kill them until blood flows all over the place, and naturally there will be no opponents.

But in the Mahayana way, people's hearts are the most important. What Qin Sang wants is a temple where people are attached to him from the heart, rather than a temple where people are alienated from their hearts.

Of course, human hearts can be manipulated. The trap has been set, and now he just needs to wait for those evil spirits to jump out on their own.

"As expected, the Jiaolong King was the first to jump out. The Dragon Whale Saint King chimed in, but it's still unclear whether he has formed an alliance with the Demon Sea. Old Demon Fang remained silent. The attitude of the Three Religions Alliance is the most interesting..."

Li Yufu commented.

With Qin Sang's support, he was confident, but he had to appear gloomy in public, and it was tiring to keep pretending.

Qin Sang hummed, not caring at all. He asked about other things, and Li Yufu answered them one by one.

Seeing that Qingyang Temple was ready, Qin Sang said, "We can close the mountain now!"

"Disciple obey!"

Li Yufu bowed and retreated.

After a while, the sound of bells and chimes rang out from the mountain gate, and at the same time, clouds and mist rose around Qingyang Temple.

During this period, Qingyang Temple has built several large formations around the mountain gate, which can also protect the mountain gate.

Qin Niansui and his wife were waiting to be summoned in front of the main hall. When they heard the sound of bells and chimes, they were startled. They used their spiritual eyes to take a look and found that their master was really going to close the mountain.

At the discussion among the three tribes, Li Yufu showed an unprecedented tough attitude. Now it seems that he really wants to go his own way and close the mountain to isolate himself from outside disturbances.

"My dear husband, please be patient."

Bai Hanqiu's eldest daughter was named Bai Zhixin. She sensed her husband's inner anxiety, so she took his arm and consoled him softly.

After waiting for a long time, the steward finally came back in a hurry. He came in front of the couple and held up a token in both hands. It turned out to be the order from the abbot Li Yufu.

The abbot’s imperial order is in front, which is equivalent to the abbot being present in person.

Qin Niansui and his wife hurriedly saluted, and then they saw the steward smiled at them apologetically and gave an order in a deep voice: "Qin Niansui, Bai Zhixin, you and your wife are ordered to return to Beihai as soon as possible and take charge of the ancestral temple. Don't make any mistakes! If the ancestral temple fails, you will be held accountable."

The couple was shocked. They didn't expect that they were sent back to Beihai without even seeing their uncle.

"Where is Uncle Shen now?"

Qin Niansui asked.

After he and Bai Zhixin became Taoist partners, he became Bai Hanqiu's disciple. Shen Chen joined later, so he had to call Bai Hanqiu "senior sister".

"Master Shen is in seclusion refining weapons. He has already ordered that no one except the temple master is allowed to disturb him," the deacon said respectfully, and then added, "Saint King Yu Nu and Master Huan Hen are both assisting Master Shen in refining weapons."

Hearing this, Qin Niansui calmed down instead. The four great masters of the sect had obviously reached a consensus. The master of the temple might have made a wrong judgment. It was impossible for the four great masters of the sect to lose their minds at the same time. There must be a reason why they had to do so.

"Disciple obeys your command and will return to the North Sea now!"

Qin Niansui and his wife bowed to the main hall again and left on a cloud.

At this time, Qin Sang had left the main peak and came to a valley not far away.

This is a valley surrounded by three mountains, and a flat land has been reclaimed in the valley. From the outside, it looks like a lake shrouded in clouds and mist. It is a forbidden area, and even Nascent Soul cultivators are not allowed to enter.

Qin Sang landed in the middle of the valley, sensing the direction of the spiritual veins around him. After a moment, he sat down on the ground, slowly activating his true energy, attracting the spiritual veins and arranging them according to his own ideas.

Qingyang Temple has already sorted out the spiritual veins. Qin Sang now only needs to make some minor adjustments. The noise won’t be too big, so he can cover it up completely.

The changes were happening right around them, but the disciples of Qingyang Temple were completely unaware.

As Qin Sang continued to work hard, the inspiration here was changing in the direction he wanted.

In fact, Qin Sang's plans changed again and again according to his experiences.

Before, he was the only Void Refinement cultivator and he had to personally preside over the main altar, so he planned to divide the other branch altars into areas, build each branch altar around one of them, and then hand them over to those Spirit Transformation cultivators to take charge. Eventually, all the power of the altars would be gathered on him alone.

With his meeting of Su Nu and Si Lu, Zhu Que now has the hope of breaking through to the realm of refining emptiness. If he can get the assistance of three refining emptiness masters, there will be no need for such detailed division.

The main altar is in Zhongzhou, and three core sub-altars are set up in the North Sea, the West Land and the Monster Sea (Canglang Sea), each of which is commanded by three people. When the time comes, the three refining masters will share the pressure with him, which will not only greatly increase the power, but also make the activation speed faster.

Of course, the main altar is the foundation of everything. If the main altar is unstable, all other ideas are false.

The sun and moon rotate.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but the spiritual energy around Qingyang Temple was gradually changing, and the spiritual veins here finally met Qin Sang's requirements.

Qin Sang withdrew his true energy and woke up leisurely. Just then, a beam of light flew into the valley. It was Shen Chen.

"Master, are you looking for me?"

Qin Sang asked Shen Chen to come over because he was going to start building an altar, which was similar to refining equipment. If Shen Chen observed carefully, he would definitely be greatly inspired.

"How are you doing with your comprehension of the classics that your master gave you before?" Qin Sang asked.

Shen Chen said excitedly, "Today, I learned that the way of refining weapons is so mysterious. I dare not say that I have made great progress during this period. When I was refining the formation flag, I did feel much more relaxed. But I also have many doubts and confusions, and I am going to ask Master for advice."

Next, the master and disciple asked and answered questions, Qin Sang solved Shen Chen's doubts, and never stopped his actions. Spiritual objects such as Bihen Yuanjing flew out one by one.

Each of the precious spiritual objects shone brilliantly, and Shen Chen had never heard of most of them before, which dazzled him.

Hearing Shen Chen's questions, Qin Sang nodded secretly. Those classics contained some of Master Qi and Master Gu's experiences in refining equipment. He was able to comprehend so much in such a short time, which showed his talent.

Finally, Qin Sang threw a jade slip to Shen Chen.

Shen Chen was mesmerized by it after just one look. What was recorded in the jade slip was the "Chongxuan Book"!
Qin Sang ignored him and activated his true energy, pulling the Bihen Yuanjing in front of him. He cast a series of spells one after another, and the color of the Bihen Yuanjing gradually became deeper, then it differentiated on its own, and finally turned into countless blue light spots, floating in the void.

After the ritual was completed, Qin Sang turned his palm and pressed it lightly, and all the light spots sank into the ground.

The vibration woke Shen Chen up. He reluctantly put away the jade slip and focused on watching his master casting the altar.

Under Qin Sang's exquisite control, these green trace essences dispersed underground and "floated" toward the surrounding spiritual veins. Every important spiritual vein was favored by the green trace essence, and the light spots and spiritual veins blended together, as if freezing the spiritual veins.

This is done to stabilize the spiritual veins and prevent the altar from being damaged due to violent fluctuations when casting. This step is necessary no matter what kind of altar is being cast.

This step is easy to say, but it is actually extremely laborious and cannot afford any mistakes. Qin Sang knew that he couldn't be impatient, so he proceeded step by step and occasionally explained a few things to Shen Chen.

The master and his disciple stayed in the valley, unaware of the change of seasons.

After spreading the Bihen Yuanjing, Qin Sang took out the Jinyue jade, divided it into pieces, and carved it carefully. At the same time, he scattered the Jinwen grass seeds, which could be directly watered with true energy.

The seeds of golden grass germinate and grow, and the shape of the plant is very strange, with branches and leaves shining silvery, shaped like lightning, and with many branches. Countless golden grasses are planted in one place, with branches and leaves intertwined, like a lightning net.

The golden grass will die when it grows to a certain size, because it is forced to grow, and it will not regenerate grass seeds. After the plant dies, it will turn into a strange thunder force. As long as it is not broken up, it will never disappear and be used as the "qi meridian" of the altar.

Then, Qin Sang sacrificed the Thousand Feather Spirit Silk, and after carefully refining it, he carefully struck the inside of those "lightnings".

Shen Chen watched with his own eyes as Qin Sang built the altar step by step, and was amazed.

One day, Shen Chen saw that Qin Sang seemed to have some free time, so he took out something and said, "Master, I once traveled in Beichen Territory and got this piece of Wujian Blood Mulberry. I wanted to refine it into a magic weapon, but I felt that this kind of spiritual wood was not that simple. It seemed a bit of a waste to just use it to defile other people's magic weapons, so I never made up my mind."

"Oh? Are there still scattered Wujian Blood Mulberries in Beichen Territory?"

After Ziwei Palace ascended, Qin Sang searched in vain and thought that all the things were wasted by Ye Lao Mo.

"Your intuition is correct. This kind of spiritual wood has other wonderful uses. Keep it for now," Qin Sang pondered. "You have always been following me, and your vision is too narrow. When this matter is over, I will take you to the Eight Great Continents to join a force. That force can be called the holy land of weapon refiners."

Shen Chen was determined to pursue the path of weapon refining, and the Five Elements Alliance was the perfect fit.

Qin Sang has always been interested in the secret technique of using the Wujian Blood Mulberry to obscure the spirit of the weapon, but the Yunyou Sword cannot be seen in public. Shen Chen has a piece of the spirit tree fragment in his hand. If he uses it properly in the future, he may be able to obtain this secret technique.

Shen Chen was overjoyed. He carefully put away the Wujian Blood Mulberry and continued to watch Qin Sang cast the altar.

……

Outside the Western Wilderness.

Behind the Changyou army, there is an island with pleasant scenery and great tranquility, which is totally out of place with other places. The patrolling soldiers all take a detour a hundred miles away.

At this moment, a white wave suddenly broke into the sea area and headed straight for the island. It suddenly stopped in front of the island, and a Changyou tribe soldier in full armor appeared, kneeling on one knee on the sea.

"Report to the general, there is a secret letter!"

Ripples appeared in the void, and the talisman in the soldier's hand shot into a palace on the island and was caught by a member of the Changyou tribe.

This man was tall and strong, with short and neat hair, a resolute face, thick eyebrows like two sharp swords, and sharp eyes. He sat there with his back still straight.

This man's name is Minshan, and he is ranked as a general. His status in the tribe is second only to the tribe leader and several elders. At this time, he is commanding several armies to threaten the Storm Realm.

When I opened the secret letter, there was no text on it, only a black ink dot, which looked like a living thing with all kinds of distorted lines emerging.

His eyes flashed, his brows slightly frowned, he clasped his hands together to crush the secret letter, and tapped the table with his fingers, as if thinking about something.

The next moment, outside the island, a current gathered at the bottom of the water, and then merged into the ocean current, drifting in the sea, and came to an empty sea area.

The water flow condensed again and floated to the surface, having turned into a human shape, exactly the same as Minshan's appearance.

He looked at the calm sea and said calmly, "Come out."

After a while, a wisp of black gas slowly rose from the bottom of the sea, and after a twist, it transformed into a black figure, but the facial features were very blurry.

"What is it that is worth your..."

Min Shan was about to ask a question when his eyes suddenly turned cold and he shouted, "You are not the Soul-piercing Soul!"

"Ha ha……"

The shadow laughed sinisterly, "The general is indeed cautious, sending only one incarnation here. I have long heard of your great name, and finally have the honor of seeing your true appearance!"

After years of war, the Changyou tribe also bribed some spies in the Storm Realm. Cihun was one of the deepest-hiding ones and had only been in contact with him, but he was exposed unexpectedly.

"who are you?"

Minshan narrowed his eyes, a dangerous gleam in them. Since the other party had discovered Ci Hun's identity, why didn't they take the opportunity to spread false information to them, but instead came to show off their power. Was they trying to humiliate him?

"General, you don't need to know my identity. You just need to know that I, like this fellow Soul-piercing Daoist, also have my heart set on the Changyou Clan. I was lucky enough to get some important information, but I don't trust anyone else, and I can't get in touch with the general. I can only resort to this last resort. I wonder if the general is interested..."

The black shadow's voice was vague and its figure seemed erratic, as if it was guarding against an attack from Minshan.

If someone comes to us for help, how can we turn him away?

Although Minshan felt that this person's background was strange, he still wanted to listen, so he asked, "What's the news?"

"There is a lot of news, such as the weak points of the North Sea defense line," the black shadow said lightly.

Minshan stared at the shadow, "How can I know whether your news is true or false?"

The shadow smiled, "I am willing to take risks, but I am not just doing a one-time deal. General, you can verify the authenticity of the news. Step by step, you will slowly feel my sincerity... Why not start from this time!"

The Changyou tribe has been trying to bribe an insider, but to no avail. This person seems to be very familiar with the North Sea defense line and is likely to hold a high position.

Such people will only betray others because they have suffered injustice or have made enemies with others.

"Why did you join our tribe?" Minshan asked bluntly, wondering if there was some conspiracy against him.

"No! No! No!"

The black shadow shook his head repeatedly, "I am not surrendering to you, but cooperating with you. This information is not given away for nothing!"

The world is hilarious, all come for profit.

Minshan was not surprised, "What do you want?"

"Of course it is a treasure of equal value to the information. I believe that the Changyou clan has a deep foundation and will definitely satisfy my appetite. Of course, what I want most is the Qingling Qi!" The black shadow's tone became more urgent.

"Green Spirit Qi?"

Min Shan sneered, "If you can help me conquer Beihai or Zhongzhou, you can use the Qingling Qi as you like!"

The shadow bowed deeply, "I will not let the general down!" (End of this chapter)