txolops Chapter 2116 True Thunder Casting Talisman
Chapter 2116 True Thunder Casting Talisman
Chapter 2116 True Thunder Casting Talisman
The standing man also withdrew his gaze from the chessboard, turned his head and looked over, echoing: "It shows how much the Yuanxiang tribe leader values those foreigners. This plan has worked!"
The man holding the chess piece was suspicious, and looked at the white-robed man on the other side of the chessboard. "They are just some inferior foreigners. Even if Chief Yuan Xiang failed to protect them and caused their extinction, can it really cause a rift between the Zhuyan tribe and that side? Uncle said that they are a foreign force, but I don't know how they got the Mirage Jade. Since they are a foreign race, if they want to make a difference in the Holy Land, they will never easily kick out the Zhuyan tribe as an ally."
"The ice is three feet thick, and it didn't freeze overnight! If this plan fails, there will be a next time. Over time, a rift will surely form! If we lose an ally, the Zhuyan clan will be a little weaker, and our clan will have a better chance."
The standing man paused and looked at the man in white robes: "Also, uncle should have another purpose this time, which is to win over the Lu family's chief priest, right? I wonder what is so special about that chief priest that he is valued by uncle?"
As they were talking, the army of the Siyou tribe outside the mountain had already arrived, and the chief priest invited Yuan Miao to board King Lu's carriage.
The sky was pitch black.
The imperial carriage soared into the sky and turned into a rainbow as it headed eastward. The army followed the carriage in a mighty force. Their momentum reached the sky and the wind and clouds changed color!
The man in white robe watched the Siyou army marching away indifferently without saying a word.
The two brothers looked at each other and tactfully stopped asking questions. The man playing chess turned his attention back to the chessboard, thought for a moment, and finally made his move.
'Snapped! '
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The imperial carriage leads the way, with the army following behind.
There were dark clouds rolling in the sky, and the clouds looked like a rushing river, flowing eastwards.
The Zhuyan Clan and its Yu Clan would not allow them to continue using the teleportation array, so they could only follow the agreed route, cross the Zhuyan Clan's territory, and fly to the Storm Realm on their own. They had no cover, and there was no need to cover. If Si Lu had been more informed, she would have been warned long ago.
On the top of the imperial carriage, there is a jade ball the size of a human head, which emits colorful rays of light. The dark clouds under the army are infected by the rays of light and become colorful. The soldiers of the Siyou tribe suddenly feel their bodies become lighter, and their speed increases dramatically. At the same time, their own consumption is also greatly reduced.
The army marched quickly. Inside the imperial carriage, the chief priest invited Yuan Miao to sit on the guest seat, and he himself sat below King Lu.
King Lu himself is a mid-level second-level Void Realm expert, with the royal family's junior tutor and Lu family's chief priest on his left and right respectively.
Yuan Miao faced three masters alone and felt miserable. Those in the clan who could control the situation thought that since they could not fight in person, it would be better to practice in the cave. They were unwilling to take the task and pushed him out.
Fortunately, he has excellent self-control and loves war. He is not afraid even on a life-and-death battlefield. Facing the three people's questions, his response was neither salty nor bland, which was in line with his identity as a military supervisor.
After some back and forth, the imperial carriage fell into an awkward silence.
After flying for who knows how far, the Chief Priest and the Junior Master seemed to sense something and looked ahead, then King Lu. Finally, Yuan Miao realized there was a presence ahead, as if waiting for the army.
The aura was very familiar. Yuan Miao immediately recognized the person's identity and his expression darkened slightly.
The imperial carriage slowed down, the chief priest stood up, flew out of the carriage, and quickly brought back a person.
The person who came was Min Zhuo, the chief of the Changyou tribe.
When Min Zhuo entered the hall, he saw Yuan Miao at a glance. His expression froze, and he bowed solemnly and said, "Min Zhuo greets Envoy Yuan!"
In name, the Changyou clan is still the Zhuyan clan's ruling clan, and etiquette cannot be abolished.
Yuan Miao nodded, but did not question or reprimand him in person.
In fact, Yuan Miao had no ill feelings towards Min Zhuo. As the head of the clan, he was not afraid of power, never compromised, and was indomitable in order to avenge his people. His temper was quite to Yuan Miao's liking.
Since the upper clan won't help them, what qualifications do they have to blame them for asking outsiders for help?
If this succeeds, he will also look up to Min Zhuo.
Of course, this does not mean that Yuan Miao will side with Min Zhuo.
Min Zhuo was ready to face the storm, but he was easily exposed. He was surprised, but also relieved. He took two steps forward and bowed, "Min Zhuo greets King Lu!"
"You are the chief of the Changyou tribe. I have long heard of your great name!"
King Lu was very friendly and raised his hand to invite him, "Sorry to have kept Chief Minzhuo waiting. Please take a seat."
"Thank you, King Lu, for the seat!"
Min Zhuo sat upright, his eyes fixed straight ahead, "I was overjoyed to learn that King Lu was leading a large army to attack us. Our clan finally has a chance to take revenge, so I came here in person to welcome the King's army!"
He also prepared many compliments, but was worried that they would irritate Yuan Miao and cause trouble, so he had to swallow them.
King Lu laughed loudly, "I also want to thank Chief Minzhuo for sending a message and warning us. We just knew that the rebels had fled here. This time we are suppressing the rebels to avenge Chief Minzhuo. After the success, you and I will both have done a great deed. This king and the young master will personally ask the emperor for credit for Chief Minzhuo!"
As he spoke, he and the chief priest looked at the young master beside him. The young master was smiling, playing with the jade cup in his hand, and did not express his opinion.
The two secretly said that he was an old fox. This time, Prince Lu met with the Emperor to ask for a letter of summons and a junior master. Apart from the junior master, the Emperor did not send a single soldier. The army was composed of Prince Lu's subordinates and the helpers they invited.
The wording of the summons was also very sophisticated, saying that Prince Lu had reported to the emperor that Yanshan Sijia had rebelled, and the evidence was irrefutable. The purpose of this expedition was nominally to bring back Sijia's descendants to meet the emperor and question them in person.
In this way, if things go wrong, the royal family can always distance themselves from the matter. Before they gain a certain advantage, they can forget about the young master actually working for them.
Of course, King Lu would not let the royal family sit back and reap the benefits, so after some bargaining, he asked for a battle formation diagram, which he prepared to use to deal with the enemy's altar formation.
Yuan Miao glanced at Min Zhuo and thought to himself that it was indeed the news leaked by the Changyou tribe.
Min Zhuo did not look proud, and said, "I dare not take credit for it. This time, we asked for help for our own sake. If King Lu can inflict heavy damage on the enemy and return my homeland, I will be satisfied. This is the intelligence I have collected recently, please take a look at it. Unfortunately, the enemy is powerful, and my old friends dare not offend them. I am alone and dare not get too close."
Seeing that he was tactful, King Lu was even more satisfied. He took the jade slip in his hand, and after reading it, he shook his head secretly. Just as Min Zhuo said, there was not much valuable information. It was not as much as Lu Qian had found out in one trip.
King Lu looked calm as usual. He handed the jade slip to the chief priest and continued to ask, "I wonder what good strategy Chief Min Zhuo has for defeating the enemy this time?"
Min Zhuo stood up and said solemnly: "I am not very knowledgeable and dare not comment. I see that the army of King Lu is majestic and powerful, and there are countless strong men. I believe that if we just crush them, we can terrify the enemy! I am willing to lead the elite of the tribe and obey the orders of King Lu!"
Yuan Miao listened to the conversation between Prince Lu and Min Zhuo, but he kept his eyes closed and did not utter a word.
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Storm world.
At this moment, all the altars have been built according to Qin Sang's will, and countless altars are spread throughout the Storm Realm.
The four borders of the North Sea, Zhongzhou Continent, East China Sea, Canglang Sea, Monster Sea...
Human race, witch race, demon race...
Shaohua Mountain, Xuantian Palace, Dabei Zen Temple, Northern Wilderness Demon Clan, Eight Scenic Spots...
Regardless of race, good or evil, all Storm Realm monks and forces that possessed an altar received the same order and were on full alert in front of the altar.
Zhuque, Silu and Sunu are currently in charge of three core altars respectively.
After urging Canglanghai to build the altar, Silu switched positions with Zhuque and sat in charge of the Western Altar. The enemy would most likely attack from the Western direction, and Silu would need to show up at that time.
The sacred mountain of the witch clan.
One of the altars was built on a broken mountain.
There was a cicada floating in front of the altar, and behind it stood a young man from the Wu clan, who was the adopted son of Old Demon Fang.
The other branch altars also have a primary and secondary division, and the requirements for the altar guardians are different. This altar requires Fang Lao Mo and his adopted son to be in charge together.
Further behind them, there were some Wu clan cultivators, whose cultivation was all at the Nascent Soul level, and they all looked nervous.
The aura they exude is very different from that of other members of the Wu Clan, because they have been practicing a Taoist thunder technique for some time, preparing for the upcoming opening of the altar.
Old Demon Fang was hanging in the air motionless.
There were no clouds above the altar and everything was silent.
The young man from the Wu Clan waited for a long time, and seeing that the altar had no reaction, he could not help but look up at the sky. At this moment, countless Storm Realm monks were anxiously waiting like him.
Unfortunately, there was no movement from the altar until the sun set and the night became dim. The altar finally shook, and then it emitted a bright light, spreading its radiance and emitting strange fluctuations.
"Open the altar!"
Old Demon Fang suddenly flew above the altar.
The young man from the Wu clan immediately rushed to the front of the altar. The other Wu clan monks then dispersed and formed a formation to surround the altar. They made hand seals and were ready to cast spells at any time.
After waiting for a while, the altar suddenly emitted spiritual light, submerging the figure of Old Demon Fang, and then the sound of cicadas chirping rang in everyone's ears.
The young man from the Wu clan focused his eyes and changed the seals in his hands. Then, bursts of thunder and lightning were heard around the altar.
In the lightning, a larger illusory altar can be vaguely seen, standing in the void, as if it was created by nature, gathering heavenly power, and echoing the mysterious existence in the distance.
Similar scenes appeared in every corner of the Storm Realm.
The young man from the Wu clan was not the master of the altar, so he was still able to be distracted at this moment, and the surprise in his eyes became more and more intense. He didn't feel it when he was building the altar before, but now that the altar was really opened, he felt that he seemed to be integrated into a majestic force through the altar.
He could only vaguely sense the existence of this great power, and didn't know how powerful it was. However, the altar he was on was only a corner of this great power, an insignificant part!
Ever since the Qingyang Temple ceremony, he once again felt a deep sense of awe in his heart!
At this moment, Su Nu, Zhu Que and Si Lu, who were in charge of the three core branch altars, also truly felt the power of the altar formation, and their expressions were different.
The power of countless altars continuously gathered towards them. Those who held the main altars might not be worth mentioning in the eyes of the cultivators of the Void Refining Realm, but when the power of so many altars gathered together, the power formed was something that no one dared to underestimate. However, although this power was strong, it should not be enough to stop the army of the Siyou Clan.
Si Lu closed her eyes tightly, her eyelids trembling slightly, and secretly advised herself to be patient. She only controlled a part of the altar formation, and the main altar was in Qingyang Temple. Since Qin Sang was full of confidence, the altar formation might really be amazing!
At this moment, they all felt Qin Sang's thoughts coming over, and immediately followed Qin Sang's orders to activate the altar.
At this moment, the altar formation was truly activated, but the power of the altar formation was hidden and there were no amazing celestial phenomena outside the altar.
Qingyang Temple.
Qin Sang's original body returned and his Dharma body entered his body.
The main altar beneath him has been completed. The lower altar is square, the middle altar is octagonal, and the upper altar is round. There are countless runes on it. It is so mysterious that it makes people dizzy just looking at it.
However, the Thunder Altar is still lacking one thing at this time, and it is also the most important thing - the Thunder Sacrifice Oath!
After having some communication with the chief of the Yuanxiang tribe, Qin Sang had a clear idea in his mind and quickly rushed back to Qingyang Temple to engrave the talisman.
The talisman is the core of the altar. Qin Sang was not strong enough to engrave the fourth-level talisman and the oath of offering thunder. He decided to use the power of Qingluan's real thunder. When he was in Yuedu Bay, he was preparing for this matter and was fully prepared.
Next, he continued to draw strands of Blue Luan True Thunder from the Phoenix's wings. As expected, the Blue Luan True Thunder was indeed of a very high rank. It was used to 'outline' the runes of the Thunder Sacrifice Oath without any effort, which greatly reduced Qin Sang's pressure.
Scattered shapes were engraved on the altar one after another, and the progress was very smooth, until today, when it came to the most critical step.
The soul fits the form!
For this step, he must use the altar formation to gather the power of all the altar masters to help him.
As Su Nu, Zhu Que and Si Lu activated the branch altars, the main altar became more powerful, and the sky above Qingyang Temple became a lake of thunder! At this time, the Thunder Sacrifice Oath had not yet taken shape, but the power displayed by the Thunder Altar was no less than that of the past.
Qin Sang had a calm expression, his body surrounded by the illusory shadow of the Thunder Altar. His wings spread wide, and strands of green lightning filled the air. Finally, his entire body turned into a ball of lightning and completely merged into the Thunder Altar.
As the lightning flashed, countless runes flashed frequently, but there was no sense of disorder. The runes combined into rune shapes, appearing and disappearing from time to time.
Although they are just scattered shapes, they seem to be more complicated than the third-level talismans.
Qin Sang wandered among these scattered shapes, as if he had fallen into a sea of talismans. After successfully combining the shapes to sacrifice the Thunder Oath, his understanding of the way of talismans is bound to be transformed!
"Squeak! Snap!"
'Rumble...'
The Qingyang Mountain Guarding Formation was activated, concealing the celestial phenomena.
In the thunder lava, Qin Sang was completely selfless, guiding the scattered shapes to where they should go.
Gradually, the scattered shapes became fewer and fewer, and in the center of Lei Ze, a ball of lightning became brighter and more dazzling.
There was chaos inside the lightning, which meant that the scattered shapes were merging and difficult to distinguish from each other. Gradually, a vague outline emerged from it, like a piece of paper made of lightning, but it was not the previous silver color, but cyan!
In an instant, Qin Sang reappeared on the main altar, but in fact he had never left.
'Shuh! '
Qin Sang opened his eyes, looked at the illusory thunder paper, and suddenly made a seal.
At this moment, all the altar masters felt an inexplicable throbbing. This feeling was fleeting, and before they could react, the power of the altar suddenly dropped.
Su Nu, Zhu Que and Si Lu all felt that something had changed in the altar, but they couldn't tell what it was.
Qin Sang smiled and stretched out a hand.
A piece of green thunder paper, as light as a feather, floated down into his palm, then passed through his palm and sank into the altar.