ecalled what Granny Jing had said before. A look of surprise appeared on his face as he stared intently. Sure enough, as the old man's aura erupted, surpassing the level of the Foundation Establishmen...When did the dark qi enter my body, and I didn't even realize it
Qin Sang felt a chill run down his spine.
Could it be that I was unconscious for the time I just teleported here
He couldn't remember how long he had been unconscious.
>During that time, could I have unknowingly encountered something strange I wasn't at the other end of the transmission array, but floating on the river surface. Could this gray mist be the cause
There is another possibility: that when Qin Sang was invaded by the gray qi, he was conscious but failed to notice it.
Two places are most suspect, the bronze hall of Ziwei Palace and the ancient teleportation array.
These two places were both built by ancient cultivators, each with its own mystery.
When she was in the bronze hall, Qin Sang's life hung in the balance, her mind focused solely on escaping. She had no time to carefully observe the decorations of the hall.
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However, he still had an impression of the bronze hall, the altar, the demon cave, and the blood bead in Mo Chen's hand.
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At a glance, it's clear that it's not a good thing.
There are also ancient teleportation arrays. Even cultivators today cannot decipher the secrets of ancient teleportation arrays, let alone this one that requires two top-grade spirit stones and has an extremely long transmission distance.
As he transmitted, Qin Sang felt a terrifying power bearing down on him, nearly tearing him apart.
These two places could both be the source of smog.
But Qin Sang racked his brains, unable to understand what gray qi was and why it had targeted him.
Qin Sang began to urge a wisp of true essence to touch the gray qi, but whether it was the true essence of Shi Dan or Jin Dan, once it entered the gray qi, it was swallowed up, like a stone sinking into the sea, without any reaction.
Just like consciousness, after entering, that strand of consciousness was immediately severed. Qin Sang couldn't sense anything inside the gray qi at all.
Later, Qin Sang boldly urged more true energy and divine consciousness to impact the gray qi, but the result remained the same.
It seems to have taken Qin Sang's Qi Sea as its own den, even more stubborn than the forbidden talisman fragments!
The only good news was that this wisp of gray qi remained in its place within the dantian, nestled beside the golden core, completely motionless. It did not hinder Qin Sang's cultivation or his combat abilities in the slightest.
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Although Qin Sang felt uncomfortable, she couldn't do anything about it.
Helpless, I could only allow the gray qi to occupy my dantian.
Fortunately, it seems harmless to me for now. I'll find a way when my cultivation level is higher.
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Out of sight, out of mind. Qin Sang shifted his 'gaze' away from his dantian and looked at his physical body and primordial spirit.
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Jie Dan brought about an all-round leap forward. The stubborn corpse qi on his body was also thoroughly cleansed the moment spiritual energy poured into him.
You won't have to worry about becoming a corpse anymore.
Recalling the scene where she was saved by the mute woman on Qingyi River, Qin Sang let out a wry smile.
At that time, he was floating among broken wood and withered branches. He had lost an arm, his body reeking of death. Not only was there not a trace of blood on him, but his skin even took on a greenish-black hue, almost indistinguishable from a ferocious demon with a blue face and fangs.
The mute woman was washing clothes by the river when she was startled by a corpse with a severed arm, nearly kicking it back into the water. Fortunately, Qin Sang woke up and cried for help, so the mute woman saved him and took him home.
Otherwise, who knows how long we'd be adrift. If we drifted into uncharted territory, it would be even more dangerous.
"I'll head back to Qianhu Village first to settle the score with the mute woman, then I'll go searching for the spirit worm and forbidden land."
Qin Sang thought to himself.
The Feng Shui map of the Five Insect Sect is lacking, especially for outer regions and wilderness areas. It only notes the habitats of about twenty kinds of spirit insects, none of which are what Qin Sang desires.
When the Five Worms Cult gathers more information, they can look for their soul worms later.
As for the ancient transmission array, it could only be found slowly. Qin Sang planned to first follow the river he had drifted on, to see if there were any gains.
Thinking of this, Qin Sang opened the Qianjun ring and took out the three Ten Directions Yama Flags.
One club is undamaged, two clubs have damage, but all the damage is to the face.
According to the refining method of Patriarch Guiyin, only by condensing the purest essence of soul power and refining it into silk can these two artifacts be repaired.
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The Three-Pole Ten Directions Yama Banner, though arranged in the simplest formation, possesses the power comparable to a mid-grade magic treasure. For now, it is Qin Sang's most powerful artifact.
The ebony sword and the Hun Yuan Tong Xin Ring are both inferior magic treasures.
Now that Qin Sang has formed his golden core, he can begin to repair himself.
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He placed the broken two staffs of his magical treasures on his knees, then took out all the Ten Directions King Yama Banner artifacts.
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Besides his own ten spears, there were fourteen more seized from the remnants of the Guiyin Sect, adding up to more than two sets.
These two sets of ghost banners are even more powerful than talisman treasures, and can be said to be the strongest below artifacts.
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Qin Sang had already formed his golden core and no longer needed it, but if he put it up for auction, it would definitely cause a huge stir. Countless Qi Refining cultivators would compete to acquire it, selling for a high price.
However, repairing the magical artifact requires an enormous amount of pure soul energy, and these twenty-four poles might not be enough.
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Qin Sang couldn't leave Xijang for the time being. Xijang was so barren that there were probably few soul-refining artifacts, and it would be impossible to gather enough pure soul energy. He could only extract essence souls from the Ghost Banner to repair the artifact.
Whether it's seeking insects or exploring uncharted territories, forbidden lands, one must venture deep into the wilderness. Qin Sang needs to improve his strength as quickly as possible; he can't afford to wait any longer.
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh…”
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Twenty-four iron rods, small and ghostlike, flew out of Qin Sang's palm and were stuck into the ground in three rows.
Qin Sang recalled the refining method many times, then picked up the least damaged magic weapon, and at the same time summoned a ghost banner from the ground.
'Snore...'
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind howled, and the cave became extremely cold and gloomy. Shadows flickered, and countless ghostly figures appeared.
'Click!'
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The ghost banner suddenly shattered.
Qin Sang didn't care, threw the destroyed ghost banner away, clenched his palm forward suddenly, and the thick true essence instantly enveloped the yin wind, squeezing it into a ball, and floated it towards Qin Sang.
A chilling series of wails rose and fell.
Qin Sang remained unmoved, his hand seals changing rapidly, sending intricate prohibitions flying from his fingertips and into the yin wind.
After a moment, a wisp of grayish-white smoke slowly flew out from the gloomy wind. It was extremely thin, like a thread. This was the soul silk formed by the condensation of the most pure soul qi, which could be directly used to weave the faces of the Ten Directions Hell Banner.
As the soul thread was pulled out, Yin Feng's movement grew fainter and fainter.
Soon, the silk thread snapped, leaving only a length of less than a foot.
To destroy a ghost banner, one only receives such a short strand of soul silk. It's hard to imagine how the ancestor of Kui Yin managed to gather the ten magical artifacts needed back then.
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Qin Sang's finger twitched, a soul thread floating to his fingertips. It seemed to be active, automatically winding around him, bringing with it a chill.
He didn't rush to repair the magic treasure, his gaze returned to the cluster of dark wind.
Although the ghostly cries have ceased, some spirits remain, drifting in the eerie wind with faint green luminescence. This is the last vestige of their ethereal essence.
Qin Sang finally stopped the soul thread extraction on his own.
It is said in the immortal cultivation world that as long as one's spirit remains pure, there is still a possibility of reincarnation.
The Ten Directions Yama Banner, a treasure of great merit, is inferior to the wickedness of magical weapons.
Repairing spirit treasures only requires the purest soul energy, but it doesn't require continued imprisonment of the soul.
"Does reincarnation really exist in this world"
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Qin Sang muttered to herself, then with a wave of her hand, released the yin wind.
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Those fluorescent lights danced all around, disappearing before Qin Sang's eyes.
Address:r, not even a moment, the mute woman's spirit will dissipate, and she will still die!Qin Sang didn't have many pills for treating primordial spirits in his hands, and none had the miraculous effect of...