aving through the river, slowly approaching the ferry dock. The boatman, an elderly man, saw Qin Sang staring intently at the shore beyond the dock, lost in thought, and so he spoke up.Qin Sang retrac...The flying swift Chinese domain name reaches directly,

When inquiring about Qin Sang's purpose, the travelling envoy left Qin Sang in place and turned to enter the inner hall.

An incense stick later.

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"You can try going back. 'However, the master of Xuanji Gate and that senior are close friends. If you bring a token to visit them, the senior will write a letter inviting the master of Xuanji Gate to come down the mountain.'"

It just so happened that Qin Sang met the headmaster of Xuanji Gate, but Qin Sang wasn't surprised. After all, most masters of Dan Dao have wide social circles.

This way, it could be settled once and for all. After completing the summons, I'll focus on closing myself off and breaking through.

Qin Sang calculated in his heart, cupped his hands and said: "This poor Taoist is willing to take on this Dao decree."

He doesn't yet know the specifics of Fa Zhao.

After a successor has been chosen, the former master will pass down the teachings through a summons.

Unexpectedly, Youyi didn't directly bestow the Dao Decree. He calmly said, "When you arrived, there was another cultivator who had chosen this Dao Decree. According to custom, we need to choose one person from among the two cultivators. Of course, the two cultivators can also negotiate and accept the decree together."

Upon hearing this, Qin Sang's eyebrows furrowed deeply.

While jointly completing a task might be easier, it also means sharing the rewards, which may not be desirable.

Moreover, partnering with strangers of unknown origins might not always go smoothly.

Qin Sang still trusted herself more, and said in a low voice, "I wonder how Lord You Yi plans to choose"

According to the mission assigned by Fa Zhao, Dao Ting has corresponding methods to select suitable candidates.

You Yi nodded, "Seeing that Daoist friend is not prepared to team up with that Daoist friend, it's quite in line with my intentions. This time you may face a powerful enemy, so let your strength decide the outcome..."

As he spoke, Youyi stretched out his hand and beckoned, leading the way toward the back hall.

Qin Sang followed the envoy as they passed through the main hall. In a blink of an eye, a sea of mist appeared before them.

Entering the mist, Qin Sang's vision was blocked, and at the same time, he felt an invisible pressure.

After a few breaths, the mist in front parted, revealing a large open area forming a misty platform. A tall and thin Taoist priest was waiting there.

Seeing the two men, the Taoist priest hurried forward. He first bowed to You Yi and said politely, "Thank you for your help." Then he turned to Qin Sang, “My humble name is Lu Gu Shan Yun Wei. I haven't seen you before, friend. What is your Dao name”

This is a simple sentence.

"The breeze."

Qin Sang spoke concisely and calmly, sizing up Yun Wei with a stoic gaze.

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Observing his breath, though not as profound as the boundless ocean depths of a celestial being who roams the heavens, he still possessed the cultivation of a late-stage Nascent Soul.

Yun Wei was slightly taken aback, but quickly regained his composure and said, "The one who competed with me for the Dharma Summoning must be you. I have an unfeeling request, can Daoist friend give this opportunity to me I will not let Daoist friend return empty-handed, I am willing to offer a bottle of spiritual elixir."

While Qin Sang was sizing him up, he was also observing Qin Sang. He felt that Qin Sang's aura seemed to fluctuate, yet there was a hint of mystery about him, making it impossible to see through.

Yun Wei's mind raced. If his strength was a bit lacking, he would have just gone straight for it. People like this were the most troublesome.

If a magic elixir could drive them away, it would certainly be a happy ending for everyone.

Yunwei took out a porcelain bottle and said sincerely, "The opportunity to ask Lingxu Master to refine the elixir this time is extremely important to me. If Daoist friend could spare it, I would be eternally grateful."

Unfortunately, even with Yun Wei's eloquent words and flowery language, Qin Sang remained unmoved. He didn't even bother to look inside the porcelain bottle to see what kind of elixir it contained. "I apologize, but I have reasons that I must attend to."

Yun Wei collected the elixir with a disappointed face, "It seems I can only rely on my own strength then."

"The game master explained the rules to the two of them, then stepped aside, leaving them in the arena."

Doubting can be said to have no rules, without restricting the means of both parties. Someone is forced out of the fog platform or voluntarily admits defeat, and is judged as a loser. In principle, it's just a point-to-point approach, but if both sides fight fiercely or get too intense and cannot hold back, there are cases of casualties.

Qin Sang walked towards the center of Wutai, standing still and looking at his opponent without any other movement.

Across from him, Yun Wei did not summon troops. He pointed a finger forward, and a mysterious yellow talisman materialized. Then, a gossip Xuan shield appeared beside him, slowly rotating around Yun Wei.

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“It seems this person cultivates the Golden Seal Altar…”

Seeing that Yun Wei hadn't set up his formation, Qin Sang felt a slight ease in his heart.

He hasn't had the opportunity to fight a cultivator from the Bingma Tan sect, but through various information, he can judge that cultivators from the Bingma Tan sect are the most troublesome.

A Mahayana cultivator of the Yuan Ying realm would always have a Nascent Soul stage monster by their side, and under their command would be countless demonic soldiers. The magical powers unleashed by the combined might of these demonic soldiers were formidable indeed.

He hesitated, wanting to see what kind of school Yun Wei belonged to before deciding how to respond.

He was going to keep using the identity of Qingfeng Daochang. He had put a lot of effort into cultivating this image over the years.

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Whatever is displayed before the celestial being who roams the nine heavens at this moment, it should be maintained consistently afterward and best avoided fluctuations.

Using brute force and posing as a cultivator from the Dragon Tiger Hall is the easiest way.

However, "Heavenly Demon Refining Form" and both methods of power divine abilities were not cultivated to their peak. Facing the cultivators from the Bingma Altar, there was no absolute certainty of victory.

Seeing Yun Wei consecutively condense three Xuan shields and cast a spell, Qin Sang no longer hesitated. His figure flashed, charging straight towards the opponent.

As a battlefield, this mist platform was ultimately too small.

If successful, Qin Sang could rush to Yun Wei's face in the blink of an eye.

Feeling Qin Sang's imposing aura, Yun Wei remained calm under pressure. With a flick of his wrist, a blue light shot through the air.

'Whoosh...'

A ripple of water sounded, and the blue glow shattered before Qin Sang. Then a gigantic figure leaped out from the void.

The giant was three zhang tall, with immense strength. He wore armor all over his body, the blue breastplate resembling a pool of water.

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"Capture him!"

Yun Wei pointed at Qin Sang from afar, and shouted coldly.

The giant looked down at Qin Sang, as if looking at an ant. Upon receiving the command, he raised his arms, and his palms, as large as fans, suddenly clapped together.

Qin Sang happened to be between his palms, only feeling the strong wind hitting his face, and the astonishing pressure was everywhere.

He formed the Lotus Seal with his heart, his figure flickering for a moment before vanishing into thin air between the giant's palms.

Yun Wei's eyes flashed with a cold light as he quickly scanned the area around the giant. He immediately spotted Qin Sang's trace, and his expression changed drastically.

At the same time, the giant roared and clenched his fists, striking himself hard in the center of his brow.

The next moment, Qin Sang appeared right in front of the giant. With one hand, he formed the Destroying Demon Seal and lightly pressed it against the giant's forehead.

'Boom!'

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The water flowed in all directions.

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The giant roared and fell to the sky, his body instantly splitting into pieces, slain by Qin Sang's single strike.

Yun Wei didn't expect the giant to be so vulnerable. Luckily, he wasn't an amateur either, and he didn't panic. He shot a ball of energy from the top of his head, which transformed into a vortex in mid-air.

Next, the mist surrounding Wutai was drawn in by the vortex, layer upon layer surging towards it, gathering into clusters halfway and instantly transforming into strange-looking mist beasts. They rolled on the ground, their eyes flashing with life.

In the blink of an eye, a mist beast army appeared out of thin air before Yun Wei.

The Mist Beasts surrounded Qin Sang, their movements not like those of lifeless puppets but as if they were truly living beings.

“Invoke the spirit banner!”

Qin Sang's expression turned slightly serious.

The point-spirit cloth is also a famous magical power of the Taoist school in this world. He has long been renowned for this magical power.

Practicing this technique allows one to conjure armies out of thin air, called "fa bing". This is similar in principle to another type of Taoist talismanic army known as "fu bing".

Even without repairing the barracks, one can still rely on spirit banners or talismans to possess an army.

Taoist talismans rely on spiritual charms, and each lost one is gone for good. Magical weapons, however, consume the practitioner's true essence. As long as their true essence is sufficient, they can be used endlessly.

Legend has it that when one perfects the art of spirit invocation, they can directly control humans, demons, ghosts and spirits for their own use. Yun Wei clearly hasn't reached that level yet.

These magical weapons are ultimately just lifeless objects, lacking the intelligence and spirit of real soldiers.

Qin Sang didn't hesitate. He used the Lotus Seal, flitting between the fog beasts' weapons like a ghost.

Where it passed, mist beasts and magic soldiers crumbled and vanished in swathes, but more kept pouring in to replace them endlessly.

Soon, Qin Sang fell into a heavy encirclement. The mist-qi soldiers were weak individually, but when united, they possessed an invisible force. Once the formation was established, no matter how many Qin Sang dispersed, they could regenerate in place, possessing immortality.

Yun Wei smiled. This supernatural power was specifically used to deplete demon cultivators and those with forceful cultivation, and it had always been effective.

He mumbled to himself, about to manipulate the legal troops to encircle Qin Sang. His brow furrowed slightly, and he stared intently at Qin Sang.

He felt that Qin Sang seemed to have undergone some kind of change, but he couldn't say what it was.

At this time, Qin Sang, surrounded by the military police, was not at all anxious. A slight smile played on his lips as if taking an leisurely stroll, he walked towards Yun Wei.

With every step Qin Sang took, the formations around him would inexplicably vanish. The mist beasts summoned by the magical artifact, capable of infinite regeneration, would shatter and disappear completely upon disintegration. The grand formation immediately became riddled with large patches of emptiness.

Yun Wei was shocked to meet a cultivator who could easily break this formation.

The Nine Heavens Wanderer watching the battle also had a glint in his eyes as he re-examined Qin Sang.

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"Great Freedom Seal, so this is how it works!" Qin Sang sighed in his heart.

Today, he finally comprehended a few mysteries of the Vajra Great Ease Seal.

If Qin Sang had to describe this seal with one word, it would be instinct.

The moment he cast this seal, he seemed to enter a strange state. Everything on the battlefield was within his sight, and he could see through his opponent's weaknesses at a glance.

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When perception reaches its peak, this perception is not obtained through strong spiritual awareness, but through instinct.

Combat is his instinct!

If Yun Wei were to personally take action, perhaps there wouldn't be too many flaws to exploit. However, these Mist Beasts weren't under Yun Wei's direct control, even if he could manipulate them with his mind, there was still a layer of separation.

Though seemingly a unified force, Qin Sang saw many flaws in the formation. A single finger or palm strike could cleave it apart.

This seal...

Qin Sang was immersed in this wonderful state, his heart filled with surprise, and his evaluation of the "Seven Masters' Buddhist Seals" rose another level.

He initially thought the seventh seal was like the previous six, enhancing a particular aspect. However, he underestimated its power; this seal brought about a holistic transformation, elevating the entire art to a new level.

With this seal, Qin Sang, despite his lack of experience in fighting with brute force, is confident to face the top experts in this field!

"If one were to use a body of spiritual wood to cast the Vajra Great Ease Seal…"

Qin Sang's mind flashed with this thought, eager to try.

Although there are no ten thousand trees competing for glory in Xiancheng, and the Afterbirth Woodman's inscription restricts him, the spiritual wood body itself can bring great enhancement to his physical body.

At this time, Yun Wei cast spells one after another, controlling the formation of legal soldiers, but no matter what formation he set up, it couldn't stop Qin Sang's advance. His expression became more and more solemn.

Seeing Qin Sang approaching at high speed, Yun Wei finally made up his mind. His brow flashed with brilliance, illuminating the void.

In the void, an invisible pen seemed to sketch out a complex rune in one stroke. Below, the Mist Beasts’ enchanted weapons perfectly blended with the energy of the rune, each one becoming a peephole. Their energies connected, instantly forming a vast spiritual talisman!

"Hold!"

Yun Wei roared angrily.

Suddenly, all the magic weapons shattered, transforming into pure essence energy that poured into the spirit talisman.

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Qin Sang only felt something unusual above his head. He looked up and saw a talisman shaped like a ruler, blue as lapis lazuli, falling down. A terrifying pressure descended from the sky.

At this moment, both people on the Wutai have disappeared. The vortex above Yun Wei's head expanded countless times, covering the entire stage.

Qin Sang was undoubtedly at the center of the whirlpool.

As the incantation was cast, Yun Wei swiftly drew out a copper whistle and placed it to his lips, ready to sound it, when suddenly he felt a tremendous tremor in the void.

The source of the tremors was his talisman.

'Chomp!'

The tremors grew more violent, followed by a sound like ripping cloth.

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A withered arm pierced through the vortex like a sword, transforming into a blade with a single palm. It slashed downwards, instantly splitting the vortex in two.

From the collapsing vortex gushed streams of water, revealing a towering treant, standing tall and straight like a mountain.

Yun Wei stared at the tree man, stunned. He subconsciously blew his brass whistle.

With a whistle blow.

Yun Wei's true essence surged into the bronze whistle, instantly spewing a purple rainbow. The purple rainbow touched the water flow in mid-air and vanished in an instant.

Then, the seemingly harmless stream underwent a strange transformation.

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Countless tadpole-like twisting runes swam in the water, everywhere. The runes twisted, and faces like demons flickered incessantly.

Boom!

The water stream carried countless demons and surged towards Qin Sang madly.

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Unexpectedly, before reaching Qin Sang, the water flow suddenly dispersed, and the evil spirit vanished.

At the same time, a gray ghost suddenly appeared on Qin Sang's chest, like the tattoo on his body, it flashed and disappeared, actually invading his body.

Yunwei smiled.

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Since the beginning of his fight, he meticulously laid out plans, and finally succeeded!

These water flows seem like harmless aftereffects of a spell, but in truth, they are secretly infused with magic. Once the copper whistle is activated, the two powers merge and instantly transform into a rare and deadly poison in this world. Combined with his curses, it takes the enemy by surprise, leaving them no time to defend themselves before being struck by the potent toxin, severely debilitating their strength.

The next moment, Yun Wei's smile froze on his face.

Qin Sang flew over, as swift as a thunderbolt, showing no signs of poisoning at all.

'Boom!'

The overwhelming aura struck Yun Wei with a jolt, causing his heart to pound. He quickly raised his Tri-Sectional Bagua Shield to protect himself.

With just a few bangs, Qin Sang's three punches and two kicks shattered the Xuan Shield into pieces, flying everywhere, unable to stop him even for a moment.

Yun Wei's face kept changing, as if he was hesitating about something. In the end, he sighed and gritted his teeth, shouting: "I admit defeat!"

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He still has some tricks up his sleeve, but most of them are related to poisons. Judging by his opponent's current performance, it's hard to say how effective they will be.

There are more than just Lingxu Master in the world of alchemists. Why bother struggling here and exposing all your cards

"Swish!"

The Destroying Devil's Mark arrived with the force of wind and thunder, nearly stopping right at Yun Wei's face.

Qin Sang's body swayed, he took half a step back, retracted his spiritwood form, and bowed, "I yield!"

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