Chapter 1789: Governance Hall Stories
s associate of our chamber of commerce also has countless benefits..."Ran Luo spoke softly and gently, trying her best to ease Qin Sang's worries and tempt him with various benefits.Even Qin Sang coul...When Qin Sang and the others arrived, they saw ruins of collapsed golden palaces everywhere.
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The smoke has not yet cleared. Judging by the traces, there should have been a large camp here, which was forcibly attacked.
I do not know what kind of method the Demon Marquis used to break the formation. There was no movement beforehand, and the large formation was broken in an instant.
You have to know, over countless years, most golden halls have been visited by people. The remaining ones are either extremely hidden or beyond human capability to break into.
Four people used their divine senses to quickly scan the ruins, leaving only broken bricks and rubble. The treasures inside had already been looted by the demon marquis.
"What was that golden light that flew out first Could it be the most precious treasure enshrined in this golden hall"
You Huang gazed around, his voice doubtful.
Due to the severe damage of the ruins, it is impossible to see what they were originally used for and therefore we cannot determine the origin of the golden light.
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However, Qin Sang and others believed that You Huang Zhenren's guess might be true. The golden light might be the target of Yao Hou's trip, otherwise they wouldn't chase them into Jiuxu Xinghe.
Since it was able to escape from the demon circle within the ring, Jin Guang is very likely a highly spiritual treasure, perhaps even having given birth to a spirit!
Even if it's ineffective, it is also related to the secrets hidden deep within the dojo of Master Kitamura.
They had not yet seen the treasure and would not develop greed for something that might not exist. But the current situation was undoubtedly very advantageous to them.
"Those demon lords have varying speeds. They're chasing the golden light into the star river. There are dangers ahead, so they will definitely be forced to scatter. This is a good opportunity," Elder Gu Yun said in a low voice.
Everyone looked up at the Nine Curves Milky Way.
The Demon Marquis and Jin Guang had vanished without a trace. The celestial phenomenon of ten thousand lights shining in the Star River was waning after reaching its peak.
To seize the opportunity amidst the chaos, they would have to venture deeper into the sanctum of Mount Otamaki, undoubtedly incurring a certain degree of risk.
Both real people turned to the Sword-wielding Real Person, who was the initiator of this operation.
Qin Sang pondered, the advancement of Tianmu Die's powers was significant. Regardless of the new divine ability's power, her innate Tianmu divine ability would undoubtedly be greatly refined. The more complex the situation and formations were, the more she had a place to utilize them.
The Tianmu Butterfly can warn you, avoiding most dangers.
Zhijian Zhenren looked over, his eyes seeking Qin Sang's opinion. Qin Sang nodded lightly in agreement with Goyun Zhenren's proposal.
The four then swiftly flew toward the Nine Curves Star River. As they neared their destination, they sensed two auras rapidly approaching, those of Zhang Zhenren and True Venerable Zhenru.
Six people gathered by the starry river.
Upon getting closer, it becomes clear that the Milky Way contains real water flowing, but from low to high, culminating in a waterfall. The water flows against the current straight up into the heavens.
Tiny starlight seemed like little fish swimming in the Milky Way. That day, when the heavenly eyed butterfly activated its celestial vision to pierce through the water, it only saw emptiness.
But those who have entered the Nine-Curve Star River know that starlight conceals danger and must pass through as quickly as possible, lest it come too close.
When Zhang Zhenren spoke of this matter, his face was also serious. Qin Sang had a few concerns in his heart.
"Wow!"
A multitude leaped into the starry river, stirring up waves, and the true sound of water echoed in their ears.
The river water carried a chill, and everyone saw points of light floating over. At first, they were just a few nearby, but soon the surroundings were stirred, with dense clusters of lights like ravenous piranhas, eager to devour. Even though everyone present had considerable cultivation, their hearts felt a shiver of fear.
Qin Sang urged the Lotus Seal, stepping on lotus flowers, dodging the approaching light spots. His movements were light and agile, appearing quite relaxed.
This is just the appearance. When Qin Sang arrived on the other side of Jiuxu Xinghe, he glanced back and his heart relaxed as well.
Behind him, the space was crowded with lights. Qin Sang didn't know what consequences being surrounded by them might bring, nor did he want to find out firsthand.
Zhang Zhenren and Zhijian Zhenren were walking in front, taking the first step out of Jiuxing River. When Qin Sang came out, he saw them standing by the riverbank, talking about something. Then Zhang Zhenren raised his hand and tapped the void with his fingertip, sending a white spirit talisman flying out.
Qin Sang landed behind the two of them, sizing up what lay ahead.
Upon arriving on this side of the Nine Curves Star River, they entered the interior of the chaotic space. Not far to their right was a sword peak that stuck down into the ground.
The sword peak was extremely perilous, with no grass or trees to be found in the crevices. The rocks were as black as ink, seeming to devour the light around them. The space appeared distorted and mysteriously unusual.
They stood at the very edge of the floating tangle of vines, long tendrils dangling like vipers, poised to snatch anyone who dared approach and drag them into their prison.
Right ahead was a gigantic funnel thousands of feet in diameter, constantly rotating. From within the funnel emanated white light, being pulled and stretched into strands by the force of its spin.
Inside the funnel, there seems to be a strange space. Through distorted light, one can see shadows resembling pavilions and towers.
It just spun there silently, surrounded by auspicious clouds. It didn't radiate any pull outward, but anyone who saw it knew that place was undoubtedly very dangerous.
All sorts of extraordinary and paranormal sights, unseen by the outside world, are commonplace here.
Auspicious clouds filled the midst of this chaotic scene, forming cloud paths that connected into a network, crisscrossing everywhere.
Following the Cloud Path is the safest way here. Reaching the end of the Cloud Path doesn't mean there's no road ahead, it just means that ancient ruins block the way forward. As long as you have the ability to pass through them, you can continue on your journey.
"This Jade Dust Ghost Shadow Talisman I wield can capture a wisp of an opponent's breath even in chaotic energy, making it a superior tracking talisman. However, it works best when used immediately after the target has passed through."
Zhang Zhenren quickly explained a few words, snapped his fingers, and the talismans shot out, shattering in mid-air.
Others had also prepared tracking techniques. Seeing this, they all stopped and knew that their methods were inferior to the Jade Dust Mirage Talisman.
After the talisman exploded, it turned into flakes of snow that fell down. A heavy snowfall quickly spread, covering the banks of the Milky Way.
The next moment, a white crane was born from the snow, its whole body pure white, majestic and powerful. It shook its head left and right, flapped its wings forcefully, and flew towards one of the cloud paths.
Zhang Zhenren urged the spirit talisman, his eyes always half-closed, suddenly opened his eyes and pointed in the direction Bai Hongfei had gone, "The demons all went there!"
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Everyone used their escape techniques and quickly caught up.
The cloud path was extremely complex, everyone following Bai Hong, shuttling through one stunning spectacle after another.
Looking at these rare and wonderful sights, Qin Sang also felt a sense of enlightenment.
What impressed him most were two places, both transformed by the powers of ancient times that have lasted until now.
This place stands alone in the void, like a gigantic fist carved from rock. Even now, you can still sense the terrifying fist intent contained within it. It's hard to imagine what kind of power would be unleashed if this intent were to explode.
In another place, there was only a small blue halo. Before Qin Sang got close, he felt a palpitation, as if the halo were the most terrifying thing in the world.
One can imagine the power of the ancient great powers of old.
As You Huang Zhenren said, just walking around here can make you realize how small you are and inspire yourself.
As Bai Hong continuously flew and soared, they had been secretly on guard. However, they discovered that even the shadow of the demon marquis was nowhere to be seen.
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At this moment, the white crane ahead suddenly stopped and began circling in place. It no longer moved forward. There were clearly no demons nearby, and its magical power was still abundant.
"Huh They might have gone in..."
Zhang Zhenren fell beside Bai Hong, sensed slightly, and turned his head to look at the left side of Yun Jing.
The True Person of Chi Jian also took out a jade sword, pondered for a moment, and nodded in agreement with Zhang Zhenren's judgment.
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On their left was a curtain of rain.
The heavy rain was pouring down, making the inside very dark and difficult to see.
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Strangely enough, the raindrops were not clear water, but muddy brown, splattering mud spots on the ground when they hit, making a mess.
For now, there doesn't seem to be any danger behind the curtain of rain, but no one dares to take it lightly.
"While the talisman's power is still active, let's pass through here! Be careful everyone."
Zhang Zhenren reminded them, and then stepped into the rain curtain. The others exchanged glances and followed suit.
Because there are so many of them, they have less to worry about. Otherwise, they would have to consider whether to continue the pursuit or stay here and wait for an opportunity.
'Crack! Crack! Crack!'
Raindrops beat against the body.
Qin Sang invoked her qi and blood, activating her protective energy to repel the rain.
Everyone cautiously walked for a while, and seeing no abnormalities around them, they couldn't help but be surprised.
Suddenly, Qin Sang's ears twitched, hearing an unusual sound of water. The others heard it too and turned to look in unison.
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Only a single raindrop landed, failing to merge with the muddy water. In a twist of fate, it sprouted limbs and a head from the earth, expanding rapidly in an instant. Within a blink, it transformed into a colossal mud man, towering three meters tall, resembling a grotesque puppet devoid of facial features. Its blank visage stared at them, sending shivers down their spines.
"Scatter beans into soldiers!"
The old master Gu Yundao blurted out.
Such a scene, resembling the supernatural powers described in Taoist legends.
Qin Sang was concerned about the clay figurines' abilities. They were clearly formed from mud and water, yet they emanated a lifelike aura, comparable to that of a nascent infant cultivator!
Pfft!
Mud splashed, and the mud man transformed into a gray shadow, swiftly pouncing towards the nearest Elder Bamboo of the group.
The clay figure raised its arms in an embrace, as if longing to hold her tightly.
The reclusive master Youhu let out a soft hum, his jade fingers shooting a seed into the clay figurine's chest.
Then, the flower seeds sprouted and took root. The vines crept across the mud man's body in an instant, blooming a dazzling flower on top of his head.
And then, the spirit flower withered, and the mudman stood frozen, his body covered in cracks, like parched earth, shattered and merging with the muddy water.
The blooming of spirit flowers is the manifestation of Taoist techniques, and they also disappear simultaneously.
This clay figure was just the beginning. As soon as people heard that sound, several more clay figures crawled up all around them at the same time.
However, seeing the real Yuhuang slay the mudmen, everyone felt much reassured. It seemed that the mudmen possessed no strange abilities.
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Needless to be reminded, everyone immediately quickened their pace, unleashing their respective magical powers and dashing outward.
The torrential downpour was relentless, the mud resembling an endless sea.
Faced with the siege of mud men, most people resorted to thunderous methods, striving to eliminate them as quickly as possible.
Especially the scene around Qin Sang was the most peculiar.
Every time the mud man approached, he would be pulled by a strange force, and after struggling slightly, he began to spin around Qin Sang. Although he was close to him, he couldn't hurt him at all.
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Gradually, more and more mud men gathered around Qin Sang. With a light tremor of her arm, a deafening explosion erupted, and all the mud men exploded, their mud splattering everywhere.
Looking at the empty surroundings, Qin Sang nodded in satisfaction. After pondering these two Buddhist insights for many days, he finally saw results.
He has been able to merge the Demon-Crushing Seal and the Turning Altar Seal, achieving a balance of rigidity and flexibility. His performance is indeed remarkable.
Just as Qin Sang was about to continue, he suddenly felt a shift in his heart and sensed someone watching him. He looked up and saw Zhenru Venerable looking at him.
Just as the Venerable one held a baton, with a flash of its shadow, a clay man exploded and died.
Their eyes met, and Zhen Ru Zhun, far from retreating, smiled kindly at Qin Sang. With a flick of his wrist, there was a 'pop-pop' sound, and the two clay figures near him were sent flying away.
Then, just as the Venerable did with his staff tapping the ground and arms crossed, he brought both hands together in front of his chest and bowed respectfully towards Qin Sang.
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Since their meeting, Qin Sang had not spoken with Zhenru Venerable, but Qin Sang noticed that Zhenru Venerable had just been looking at him intentionally or unintentionally.
It should be due to the Seven Masters and Buddha-India story.
Within the scriptures lies Buddhist philosophy. Qin Sang's relentless attempts would certainly not escape the discerning gaze of True Suchness, the venerable master.
In this world where Taoism is revered, Buddhist lineage is scarce. No wonder True Person Zhenru pays attention to him.
“Truly amazing powers!” exclaimed the venerable Zhenru.
“Not at all! Your esteemed praise is too much.”
Qin Sang bowed in return, hearing that Zhen Ru, the venerable one, had invited him to visit Jingtai Temple. He readily agreed.
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Another clay figurine appeared, and after a brief exchange, the two continued to fight it.
The further forward you go, the stronger the mud men become. Fortunately, I haven't encountered any mud men at the Nascent Soul stage.
Everyone worked together and finally broke through the encirclement, passing through the storm zone and arriving on the other side. Bai Hong's sensing became clear again, and he flew forward.
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They continued walking for a while.
Yu Huang, the real person, seemed to have seen something and suddenly stopped, calling out to everyone, pointing to the right, "I remember that sea of light. The last time we got there, we felt danger and gave up exploring further, retreating."
All eyes turned to the right front, where amidst a series of fantastical landscapes, there were several patches of blue light. Though far apart, one could see that the expanse of the blue sea of light was vast, though most of it was obscured.
Please note that the "master and I would have gone looking for it long ago, we wouldn't have waited until now.”So it was in the Inland Sea, of course, or perhaps a tale passed down from the Sea of Monsters.Qin Sang origina...