acts converged on the same target.Qin Sang was not to be outdone, he unleashed his sword qi and thunderous sound, avenging the Flying Sky Yaksha.The Purple River crocodile turned its head and ran, its...The roar was peculiar, and it was impossible to tell what kind of beast it was.
Qin Sang reached out with his hand and drew back. The two-headed hound entered the Mixed Yuan Same Heart Ring, then he leaned down, concealing his breath.
Looking at the fleeing cultivator, Qin Sang's eyes flashed with a strange color.
This person's escape light was actually black and white.
This kind of escaping light is very rare. Qin Sang had only seen it on cultivators from the Yin-Yang lineage of Lan Dou Gate before. They began cultivating yin and yang energies from the Qi Refining stage, and only by practicing their unique escape techniques would they display this special escaping light.
"Could it be someone from the Yin-Yang lineage of Lan Dou Gate Could it be Master Hua Yang"
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Qin Sang secretly thought to himself.
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The beast finally appeared.
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In the distance, a black demonic wind billowed. Even with Qin Sang's sharp eyesight, he could only faintly see the outline of the ferocious beast inside. It resembled an eagle falcon, its wings flapping gently, closing the distance quickly. Its speed was significantly faster than that of the cultivator.
"Roar!"
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The ferocious beast roared, and a gust of demonic wind rippled through the air, shattering every stone along the way.
In a few breaths, the ferocious beast got closer and closer to the cultivator. After a roar, the beast opened its mouth wide and spat out a ball of demonic fire that shot out from the demonic wind.
'Wow!'
Where the demon fire passed, all vegetation was ignited, instantly turning to ashes.
Feeling the might of the demon fire, the cultivators' faces were filled with alarm. They hastily recited incantations, their light flickering as they plummeted downwards, yet still, they were scorched by the edges of the demon fire.
The cultivator cried out in alarm, falling into the mountains. Thankfully, he wasn't seriously injured. He didn't dare hesitate for a moment and once again used his escape technique, fleeing blindly.
Qin Sang hid in the shadows, observing this chase and roughly judging the strength of the two parties.
The ferocious beast was intimidating, its strength slightly inferior to a late-stage demonic core beast. Though the cultivator possessed a mid-core formation cultivation base, due to injuries on his body, he was helpless against the ferocious beast.
Qin Sang pondered for a moment, his figure flashing as he looked around. After confirming that there was no danger, he secretly approached the direction where the cultivator had fled.
Whoosh!
A beam of light shot through the air, erratically and chaotically, flying past the peak of a mountain.
The beast was close behind.
The cultivator was burned by the demonic fire, his robes torn to shreds, and he himself suffered no small injury. Despair appeared on his face.
Just then, a sudden change occurred.
Just as the cultivator skimmed past the mountain peak, a masked figure suddenly leaped from the ground, intercepting between them and facing the ferocious beast.
This person is Qin Sang.
The ferocious beast reacted instantly, its eyes blazing with malice. Sensing the threat from this person, it opened its sharp maw and spat a basin-sized ball of demonic fire.
Qin Sang let out a cold snort, his figure flashing with light as he effortlessly bypassed the demonic fire. In the next instant, he appeared beside the ferocious beast.
He didn't wield the ebony sword, but used other spirit swords. His swordsmanship was no less powerful.
The ferocious beast roared, its wings flapping wildly. A demonic wind condensed, barely holding back Qin Sang's attack. However, faced with Qin Sang's swift and relentless assault, it grew increasingly overwhelmed.
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The ferocious beast was terrified out of its wits and turned tail and ran.
When it fled, its speed was faster than before, but in front of Qin Sang, it was still too slow. It was enveloped by the sword wheel and didn't struggle for long before dying under the sword.
Blood stains the sky.
Qin Sang didn't take the body, only taking the demon core of the ferocious beast. The ferocious beasts in Qisha Hall had a strange murderous aura inside them, which couldn't be used for refining weapons or pills.
Similarly, for high-level demon pills like this one, they are not commonly found. Qin Sang still put it away.
At this time, the fleeing cultivator had already stopped far away. In addition to his surprise at surviving death, he couldn't help but feel a drumbeat in his heart. After hesitating for a moment, he forced himself to suppress his injuries and flew back proactively.
Having witnessed Qin Sang slaughter the ferocious beast with their own eyes, the cultivators were astonished. They looked at Qin Sang uneasily and bowed, saying, "Many thanks to Daoist friend for your help."
Qin Sang turned his head and glanced at the cultivator, "Are you a disciple of the Lan Dou Sect"
The cultivator did not dare to hide anything and hurriedly replied, “Fellow Daoist has sharp eyes. I am indeed a disciple of the Yin Yang Peak of the Lan Dou Sect, with the Tao name Ming Yi. I wonder what your Tao name is Fellow Daoist, for your life-saving grace, Ming Yi will never forget it. In the future…”
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Qin Sang waved his hand, stopping Ming Yi, “I heard that your Lan Dou Sect specializes in yin-yang cultivation, and you must have a deep understanding of the Yin-Yang Dao. I'm quite interested in this, would you mind sharing some insights with me about your cultivation path”
Ming Yi was taken aback, not expecting Qin Sang to make such a request. He immediately nodded repeatedly.
Qin Sang merely asked him about his cultivation experiences, not demanding techniques. He wasn't breaking the sect rules, and could even repay his kindness by answering. Naturally, he wouldn't hesitate. He answered all questions.
Qin Sang indicated the direction of Huaxiang Lake, while walking and saying, implicitly urging her to listen and obey.
Halfway through the journey, the two discussed their ideas and came to an end.
As expected, Ming Yi's cultivation was far superior to that of Huayang Laodao's disciple, and his understanding of Yin-Yang Dao was also deeper. However, he had not yet broken free from the constraints of the first layer of the 《Yin Yang Heaven Battle Secret Art》.
Qin Sang was a little disappointed. His previous premonition had been right, the subsequent exercises created by the Yin-Yang Daoist had many flaws.
Ming Yi was surprised to discover that Qin Sang actually had unique insights into the Yin-Yang Dao. Thrilled by this, he invited Qin Sang to his sect and have a discussion with his fellow disciples. However, Qin Sang shook his head, suddenly quickened his pace, and disappeared in the depths of the mountains in the blink of an eye.
"I acted rashly today, there's no need to take it to heart, let's just forget about it between us."
He stood there, lost in thought, staring at the direction Qin Sang had disappeared into, leaving only a silent understanding.
"It's a pity that the "" cannot be cultivated. If it could, after forming an infant core, it could be considered as an alternative technique. Of course, this true transmission has many restrictions, and it is not easy to obtain."
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“Actually, once I successfully cultivate the infant soul, my lifespan will greatly increase, and I won't need to practice as urgently as before. With Senior Qingzhu's success as a precedent, perhaps I can try to repair 《The Book of Cultivating One’s Divine Soul with Swordsmanship》 myself.”
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But this will inevitably lay hidden dangers for the future, and there will be a day when it can't go on, it's not a long-term solution.
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"In the current era, the cultivation world is in decline, and spirit herbs are scarce. Cultivation itself is a very difficult undertaking, achievable only by peerless geniuses, I suppose!"
Moreover, the Nascent Soul stage is still far from becoming an immortal, and it's nowhere near the time to establish one's own path. With no tigers in the mountains, monkeys become kings; even a venerated ancestor at the Nascent Soul stage can only act as they please in this world.
"The best way is to first find a cultivation method, focusing on improving your cultivation level. Along the path of practice, explore thousands of landscapes and find the right path for yourself..."
Qin Sang pondered these things as he drew closer and closer to Huaxian Lake.
He spread open his palm, took out the token that Old Zou had given him, thought about it for a moment, then put it away without activating the restrictions within the token.
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Soon, at the end of our vision, we could faintly see the beautiful scenery of Huaxian Lake.
The fat silkworm seemed to sense something, jumping restlessly in the spirit beast bag.
The entrance to Huaxian Lake had two, Qin Sang this time went to the other. He pinched out the fat silkworm and hid it in his chest armor, speeding up towards Huaxian Lake.
Just then, a sudden whooshing sound pierced the air, and a streak of light shot straight toward Qin Sang's direction.
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