ncient prohibition.>Fortunately, the path to picking the Crimson Cloud Purple Fruit is not too dangerous. Aside from a few difficult spots, the power within range of even Flying Sky Rakshasas. Otherwi...I only know about the Lang Huan, but I'm still unclear about the location of the Buddhist scriptures. At least now I have a clear goal.
Qin Sang memorized the inscription on the stele and its distribution.
I wonder if the layout of the transmission formation and the locations of each hall in the Wu Xiang Xian Men are related.
If there is a connection between them, finding Lü Hou would be much easier.
Qin Sang didn't stay on the mountaintop for long, quietly descending and entering the stone beach.
Although he tried his best to conceal his breath, it was unavoidable that he would be sensed by the sword formation. The moment he entered the stone beach, his trace was exposed and he was besieged by puppets.
Qin Sang did not summon his avatar again.
This deity is surrounded by puppets, the Golden Sinking Sword hangs above this deity's head, sword energy strikes repeatedly, but the target isn't the puppets, but rather the flying swords piercing from the sky.
Under Qin Sang's precise control, the sword qi of the Golden Sink Sword focused on defense. After colliding with the magic sword, both would melt away, avoiding any conspicuous phenomena as much as possible.
At the same time, Qin Sang was still manipulating the Fire Lotus.
Where the Nine Nether Demon Fire passed, it carved a fiery path through the puppet throng. Once a puppet was touched by the demonic flames, it would be hard to shake off, until it was burned to ashes.
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It's not a difficult challenge to deal with.
Qin Sang was at ease, his speed increasing as he effortlessly navigated the rocky beach.
Although Qin Sang hasn't found Zilei Zhenren and Yue Ling Tian yet, she knows they aren't far apart.
Qin Sang ascended to the top of a mountain peak, his eyes fixed on the northeast direction. That was where the most prominent landmark lay, and it was very likely that both the Sutra Repository and the Five-Aspect Hall of Wu Xiang Xianmen were located there.
But to Qin Sang's surprise, there were no obvious anomalies along the way.
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On the contrary, to the north, between the clouds and seas, there is a shadow of an sheer cliff. Strange lights frequently flash at the foot of the mountain, indicating that someone is likely attacking the prohibition.
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Qin Sang glanced at the scenes in both directions, hesitated for not too long, and swept northward.
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The disciples of the Wuxiang Immortal Sect went to Juebi for a reason.
The fairy palace is undoubtedly the most valuable secret in the Wuxiang Xianmen. Qin Sang speculated that the entrance to the fairy palace was very likely on top of that sheer cliff!
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By the time he arrived, the cliff face should have been almost settled.
The Immortal Palace has appeared, don't miss it!
Qin Sang recounted the fortuitous encounters he had on his journey, most of which were intricately connected to the Purple Micro Palace and the Seven Kills Hall. His fundamental cultivation technique even originated from the Immortal Palace!
He considered entering the Immortal Palace himself to search, but left a portion of his being at the Wuxiang Immortal Sect to look for Lughuan.
Even among many great cultivators, a clone can stand alone!
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Those who attacked the ban were precisely people like Zhū Wú Dào.
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The mountain is steep and rugged, rising straight up and down.
On the sheer cliff face, there are some protruding stone steps leading in different directions. They converge at the summit, with pavilions and towers built where they connect, providing a scenic vantage point for visitors.
Of course, now it's deserted.
It's a pity that the Wuxiang Immortal Sect is shrouded in clouds and mist, so we can't appreciate its magnificent scenery from the past.
By Zhu Wudao's side, only Qilingdong Master, Mo Xindao, and Beijianren remained.
Quyu Mountain's forces hadn't arrived in time, and Zhu Wudao lacked help by his side. However, he didn't seem worried at all about the Qiling Cave Master and others changing their allegiance after entering the Tiantong Hall.
He did not ask about the true identity of the person with the sword on his back, nor where the strange-faced man, the white-robed man, and Su Zinan had gone. He was focused solely on breaking the mountain's magical restrictions.
The master of Qiling Cave and others silently helped.
For a moment, the atmosphere was rather strange, but everyone cooperated seamlessly and their climbing speed didn't slow down at all.
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Below the sheer cliff, the void distorts subtly.
Zilei Zhenren and Yue Lingtian tracked them.
Unlike Zi Lei Zhenren, Yue Ling Tian's expression was somewhat hesitant, occasionally glancing eastward.
He answered that he would use his disciple's life to help Purple Thunder Immortal achieve his plan.
Sword tomb qualification is one of them.
The second is coveting the inheritance of Tu Xiangdian in the Wu Xiang Xianmen.
The Taiyue School established itself with the "Thick Earth Record". Although it has been passed down through generations, there are still flaws in its transmission. After generations of masters refined it, Yue Lingtian still believes there are shortcomings. If it could receive the inheritance of the Di Xiang Dian, mutually verifying each other, it might allow the Taiyue School to be reborn.
Both of them are equally important to him as Taoyue Gate.
He and Hua Chenzi divided their labor clearly, one followed Zi Lei Zhenren into the Heavenly Hall of Unity, and the other led people to loot the Earthly Hall of Appearance. Unexpectedly, Hua Chenzi was stopped by Yunlong outside and there was no sign of him for a long time.
The man in white flew out of the stone beach, escaping the pursuit of the puppet army.
Leaving the stone beach, a mountain range blocked the path ahead.
There were no birdsong or insect chirps in the mountains, a deathly silence reigned. Occasionally, strange lights flickered, surrounded by powerful restrictions.
Looking up from the mountain foot, this peak didn't seem to boast any magnificent halls or grand structures. Given its proximity to the mountain gate, it couldn't be a place of significant importance. No sect would likely store their most treasured possessions in such an unassuming location.
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There are few treasures in the world that can catch the eye of a great cultivator.
Instead of searching here and wasting time, it's better to bypass this mountain and head deeper into the Wu Xiang Xian Men.
The man in white swept to the foot of the mountain, paused slightly, but instead of taking a detour, he walked straight through the archway at the entrance of the mountain path and into the mountains.
"Kacha!"
He had just passed under the archway when a bolt of lightning struck above his head.
The stone archway shimmered and transformed, its entire body enveloped in crackling electricity. Heavenly thunder ignited, splitting the clouds with booming flashes of silver light. A curtain of electric energy surged downwards, threatening to engulf the white-robed figure in an instant.
The man in white had expected this. A chill rose from the top of his head, transforming into a horizontal ice wall. The ice wall shimmered with mysterious light.
The next moment, thunder struck the ice wall, and a flash of Xuan light suddenly appeared, reflecting all the thunder back.
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The archway trembled, nearly collapsing.
The man in white remained unharmed and vanished into the mountains.
The restrictions on the mountain were not just limited to this gate, but shortly after the man in white passed through it, he suddenly disappeared. There were no more strange phenomena in the mountains, and everything fell silent.
At this moment, the man in white robes is wandering aimlessly among the mountains.
His actions inevitably risked triggering the restrictions, but thanks to his acute spiritual awareness and various divine powers, the robed figure could dissipate the visions before the restrictions erupted, concealing his presence.
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While trekking through the mountains, the white-robed man constantly observed behind and around him with utmost caution.
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His goal was actually very clear, not on the same path as Zhu Wudao, but heading straight for the core area of the Wu Xiang Xian Men.
A place where all evils are absent is undoubtedly a treasure trove, a legendary fairyland where heaven-defying opportunities exist.
But the man in white knew that his strength was inferior to theirs, and he was alone. He would rather give up the immortal palace than fight with them.
If he could obtain the treasures of the Wu Xiang Xian Men, it would be worth the journey. It would take him a long time to digest such a find.
I took a roundabout way here intentionally, out of caution, to avoid being tracked without knowing it.
Finally, the man in white confirmed that no one was watching him, all having been led away by Zhū Wú Dào. He relaxed, removing the mask covering his appearance and aura.
This person's face is old, with deep wrinkles. However, his eyes are bright and spirited, showing no signs of fatigue.
If Qin Sang were here, seeing this person, he would be greatly surprised. It was the old man from Yanshan!
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After the Battle of the Snowfield, Elder Yanshan disappeared.
After many years, he reappeared at the Wuxiang Xianmen. His cultivation had surged tremendously, breaking through to the late stage of Nascent Soul in one fell swoop!
Yanshan Elder gazed at the core area of Wuxiang Immortal Gate, a flash of light appeared in his hand, and he held out a Shui Xiang Ling. He played with it for a while before putting it away.
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Outside the mountain gate, he saw that the water had damaged his carefully crafted facade. He was furious, but of course, he put on a facade in front of people.
“The Bing Yi Shen Pan and the Boiling Snow Pill were both taken away by the Water Phase Master, falling into that person's hands. There shouldn't be many treasures left in the Water Phase Hall. It's better to go to the Di Shou Mountain where the Five Phases Masters reside first. The Five Phases Order is a symbol of the Five Phases Masters' identities, so entering Di Shou Mountain should be much easier... Hmm, it's best to make another trip to the Fire Phase Hall. If we can obtain the Huo Xi Pei, we can go back and make a deal with that person. Since that person hasn't appeared in Nan Zhou, they probably don't know the true purpose of the Bing Yi Shen Pan... However, the current whereabouts of the person from the Fire Phase Hall is unknown, so it's unclear if this treasure is still in their ancestral home. Also, do any of the elders know about this item”
Elder Yan Shan pondered for a moment, gauged the direction, and swooped down the mountain.
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He quickened his pace, darting through the mountains. In the distance, he caught a glimpse of an anomaly near the sheer cliff face. He paused for a moment before turning his gaze away, choosing not to dwell on the opportunities that might await him within the fairy palace.
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Crossing one mountain peak after another, they were getting closer and closer to the core area of the Wuxiang Immortal Sect.
Rushing along, we passed another dangerous mountain and a valley.
In the valley, wild grass grew rampant.
The Wuxiang Immortal Sect was filled with abundant spiritual energy. Even the plants and trees were taller than elsewhere, with thickets reaching a height of one zhang, comparable to small trees. When someone entered these thickets, they would instantly disappear without a trace.
As he reached the edge of the valley, Elder Yan Shan was about to step onto the grass when he suddenly sensed something unusual. His expression hardened, and his figure immediately flew back.
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"My friend travels so quickly, Su almost couldn't catch up."
The grass swayed, and a figure emerged—it was Su Zinan!
Su Zinan smiled and looked at Elder Yanshan, his eyes like those looking at a fresh prey. “On the North Wilderness Snowfield, we missed each other. It's a pity! Thankfully, we meet again today, not too late.”
"It's you!"
The elderly man from Yanshan hid the water mirror, precisely to guard against this person.
But he didn't expect that Su Zinan had already set his sights on him!
"Those who have no way regard the Five Phases Order as a priceless treasure. They believe this treasure could still be of great use in the immortal's residence. Friend, could you enlighten me on this matter for Su Also, how about giving your water phase order to Su"Su Zinan looked confident, spoke arrogantly, with his hands behind his back, striding forward, seeming slow but actually hurried.
Yanshan's elderly expression darkened.
Su Zinan, even if he suspected him, shouldn't have been so sure that Shui Xiang was in his hands!
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When was my identity revealed
Yanshan elder did not deny it, because there was no point.
Recalling the Battle of the Snowfield, he feigned death to escape and never faced off against Elder Wu.
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Although Su Zinan's scheme was ultimately exposed by the Daoist Master Qinfeng, he claimed to seek revenge on Qinfeng's companions, indicating that the two sides had not made peace.
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His identity should not have been exposed. Why did Su Zinan dare to be so certain
>“Su found the secrets of the snow field and saw that a mysterious master had once visited, it should be Daoist friend. I parked Lu Ye near the snow field and waited for Daoist friend to arrive, but instead came a fellow who was skilled with fire, Wu Lao couldn't even match him, so he retreated in defeat.”
“If your friend had the power of a Fire Demon, they would have succeeded long ago and wouldn't need to scheme for so long. It seems you are not the same person.”
"The fire demon is not your ally, it's your enemy!"
In my opinion, the chances of you guys having a falling out in the end are higher.
"Though the Fire Demon is powerful, he may not be as skilled as you in your years of scheming on the snowfields."
Moreover, if the Fire Demon obtained the relics of the Water Phase Master and learned the secrets of the Wu Xiang Immortal Sect, why wouldn't he come to Nanjiang himself and miss out on this grand event
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"The Fire Demon hasn't shown up yet. I guess the relic of the Water Spirit Master must have fallen into your hands It's only natural that you, Daoist friend, have made such rapid progress with this great opportunity."
Qin Sang became the "fire demon" in Su Zi Nan's mouth.
Su Zijian didn't mind explaining the mystery to Elder Yanshan, as this was his masterpiece.
Upon seeing the man in white, Su Zinan became suspicious. After much deliberation, he came up with a more plausible explanation.
It's okay to get it wrong, just try it out and you'll know!
It turned out that Su Zinan's gamble paid off!
He grinned, sizing up the enigmatic Elder Yan Shan with a playful glint in his eyes. His lips curved into a slight smirk. “Fellow Daoist doesn’t reveal your true form out of fear of Su”
"Arrogant!"
Yanshan elder became furious.
Although he had only recently broken through to the late stage of Yuanying, his strength might not be as powerful as that of veteran cultivators like Su Zinan, but he was certainly no pushover.
He had just used the opportunity of the exchange to probe his surroundings and confirm that Mo Xindao was not there. For Su Zinan to come alone to rob and kill him was a gross underestimation of him!
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Su Zijian's smile turned cold, his face changing instantly. His voice grew menacing, "Newly promoted great cultivator, just right to be the second main soul of the Divine Banner!"
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Apart from the Water-Phase Permit, he also wants to seize the Nascent Soul of Old Man Shan!
Before his words could even fall, Su Zinan's speed surged dramatically, his killing intent reaching the heavens!
Elder Yan Shan had already made plans.
He knew he was no match for Su Zinan and wouldn't be foolish enough to fight him to the death.
On the way here, Elder Yan Shan had been observing his surroundings and noting down some special locations in his mind. This was to prepare for just such an occasion.
When in danger, one can utilize the terrain and formations of the Wu Xiang Xian Men to escape and shake off Su Zi Nan would not be difficult.
Su Zinan approached rapidly.
The old man of Yanshan stomped his foot heavily.
The sound of rushing water was deafening, and the rocks were shrouded in mist.
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The originally dry ground suddenly became flooded.
Floods arise without a source, appearing out of thin air. The waves surge forward, their momentum rivaling that of the mighty river!
Elder Yanshan stood on the crest of a wave, and then a monstrous wave rose up. His figure was shattered by the wave and vanished into thin air, after which the water split into dozens of phantoms.
Each phantom was transparent, composed of water, and bore a striking resemblance to Elder Yanshan in features.
But the true form of Old Master Yanshan was nowhere to be seen!
A phantom flashed, charging wildly backward.
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Su Zinan's face was cold with a sneer. With a whoosh, the Dragon Tendon Silk Net shot out, opening into an extreme path in mid-air, transforming into a gigantic net that covered the sky, attempting to trap all the phantoms within its web.
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'Bang! Bang! Bang!'
The dragon's sinew net strangled, phantoms shattered into pieces, becoming clusters of water flowers dissipating, but it was still not enough to force Elder Yanshan's true form out.
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"Boom!"
The flood flows backward.
The waves surged upward, crashing against the giant net with a mighty roar. Each layer of water sent up white crests, like clouds from the sky, pounding relentlessly upon it.
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Elder Yan Shan hid within the phantom, dashing outwards without looking back.
It was at that moment.
The ground ahead trembled, and the earth cracked open.
A magic staff slowly rose from the crack, blocking Elder Yanshan's path of retreat.
Yanshan elder's heart tightened, a sense of foreboding washed over him. Immediately, three sinister figures appeared before the demonic banner. One figure, emaciated and withered, was none other than Wu Lao!
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U Lao's eyes were tightly shut, his body somewhat ethereal, utterly devoid of life; he didn't look like a living person at all.
But he held a talisman in one hand, the Blood Drinking Demon Saber swirling beside him, possessing the divine powers of his former life!
Suddenly, Lao Wu opened his eyes.
Mo Ge hums and vibrates.
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The dead silence cast a gaze that pierced deep into Old Yan Shan's heart, chilling him to the bone! with them. In any case, he can’t stay in the village.”"We've been generous enough to let him stay this long. The Elder has already asked once, and it's clear he can't stay. He would bring disaster to...