txolops Chapter 2129: Tide Letter
Chapter 2129: Tide Letter
Chapter 2129: Tide Letter
The edge of the filthy land.
Compared with its heyday, the foul air has retreated thousands of miles. Several elders of the Changyou tribe led the tribe's masters and were ordered to guard here. Looking at the large exposed sea area, they dared not act rashly.
The sudden change of foul air will stimulate the ferocity of beasts. Although it is rare for beasts to rush out from foul places, we must be on guard against it.
In the crowd, a blue-haired man stared towards the north.
"Tenth Elder, don't worry. Those foreign races are already busy with their own affairs, so how could they dare to send troops to fight for the green spiritual energy?" a cultivator in green armor beside him gloated.
"It's better to be careful. Most of our clan's masters are also tied up on the battlefield..."
The blue-haired man was the tenth elder of the Changyou tribe. He turned his head and looked into the depths of the filthy land. "In a few days, the filthy air will retreat to its place, but the tribe leader still hasn't issued any orders. Some time ago, the young tribe leader sent a message saying that the tribe leader was seriously injured and returned to the Holy Lake to heal. We don't know how serious his injuries are."
"If the clan leader could come in person, everything would be safe," said the green-armored monk.
"Not bad!"
The tenth elder nodded gently.
A Void Realm Level 2 warrior, even if injured, cannot be challenged by a Void Realm Level 1 cultivator.
As they were talking, the Tenth Elder's expression suddenly changed. He took out a jade talisman, sensed it for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "The clan leader has ordered us to take action immediately after the Qingling Qi appears. Don't worry too much!"
To the north of the Changyou clan's hiding place, there was also a group of people hiding. They were Xuantian Palace masters sent by Tong Lingyu, but their numbers and strength were not as good as the Changyou clan. Xuantian Palace was a large family with many altars to build, so it was not easy to squeeze out these people.
They hadn't even met their opponents yet, and they knew they were at a disadvantage. Fortunately, the Palace Master didn't have too high expectations of them, so they just had to do their best.
No one noticed that there was a mysterious aura hidden behind them.
Qin Sang's Dharma image was hidden in the clouds, and he could clearly sense the auras of the Changyou Clan's cultivators. He did not take action, but waited to see if Clan Leader Min Zhuo would appear.
Min Zhuo's injury was caused by his own hands, so the injury should be very serious, unless Min Zhuo has a miraculous medicine to heal.
Qin Sang has waited patiently until now, and there is nothing unusual about those Changyou clan masters, and there is no trace of Min Zhuo's aura.
Seeing that the foul air was about to retreat to its position, there was still no sign of Min Zhuo. If Min Zhuo did not come, it meant that his inference about the Qingling Qi might be wrong.
At this moment, ripples appeared from time to time on the sea surface near an island reef in the distance. Occasionally, a fish would poke its head out of the water, with lively eyes, glancing towards the location of the monks from Xuantian Palace, and then sinking into the water, swimming around the island reef like an ordinary fish.
The swimming fish was secretly controlled by Min Zhuo, while his real body was hiding farther away with a lotus leaf on his head, silently watching the movements of the monks from Xuantian Palace.
The lotus leaves are emerald green and as big as a palm-leaf fan, able to hide one’s body shape and breath.
After many contacts, Min Zhuo knew that Qin Sang had a mysterious detection method, so he took double precautions.
Little did he know that Qin Sang did not bring the Tianmu Butterfly with him. The next battle might be the most crucial one, and the Tianmu Butterfly needed to stay to help the master.
Min Zhuo and Qin Sang were both looking for each other, but neither of them was aware of the other's existence, so neither of them would act rashly.
Three days later.
The foul air receded a lot.
At this time, Min Zhuo received a letter with a talisman.
After reading the contents of the letter, Min Zhuo let out a long sigh of relief, with an excited smile on his face, "Finally we've taken action! Fortunately we didn't miss the opportunity!"
The letter stated that after this period of rest, King Lu issued an order to prepare to send troops again, and this time all the troops were mobilized, and the momentum was greater than any previous time!
Min Zhuo had been waiting for this day. He was a little anxious because there was no news. He was willing to take risks and sit at the center of the battle, in order to create a chance for himself to escape and to use himself as bait to further push the battle forward.
It turned out that he had done it, and when King Lu launched a fierce attack, he was able to pin down all the strong men from the Storm Realm on the battlefield.
However, he still did not show up. He put away the talisman and looked into the depths of the filthy land. He counted with his fingers and said to himself, "The Qingling Qi should be coming out soon."
Two more days passed like this, the foul air receded again and again, the sea water in the deep seemed deeper and deeper, as if there was an abyss below, so deep that one could not see the bottom.
After making sure there was no scent of ferocious beasts, the tenth elder led the clan's masters and slowly approached the edge of the foul air.
The monks from Xuantian Palace also moved towards there cautiously.
On the evening of the next day, Qin Sang, who had been silently looking for Min Zhuo, suddenly turned his head and looked towards Niehe River.
I saw grayish-white mist swirling in the sky, and between two streams of mist, a ray of green light suddenly flashed.
The green light was very weak and fleeting, but it was too eye-catching in the dirty air, like a small spirit fish, its green scales flashing pure light, swimming in the dirty air with extraordinary agility.
"The Qingling Qi has emerged!"
There was a commotion among the Changyou tribe masters, with greed flashing in their eyes.
"Minying, Old Seven..."
The tenth elder looked alert, looked around, and quickly named a few names, "Go and capture this wisp of green spirit energy."
"Yes!"
Immediately, a few people stepped out from the crowd and rushed into the foul air like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey.
The Qingling Qi was flexible and changeable, just like a living thing, constantly changing direction. This was a mysterious aura, and ordinary sealing methods were useless against it. Moreover, it flew at an extremely fast speed, and could not be locked by divine consciousness. If one was not careful, it might be lost.
However, over the years, they have already developed a set of effective collection methods.
Everyone quickly surrounded the Green Spirit Qi. One of them took out a jade bottle and pointed the bottle mouth at the Green Spirit Qi. The others formed a formation and cooperated to cast forbidden spells.
A faint white light shone from the mouth of the jade bottle, and a suction force burst out, enveloping it in a green spiritual aura.
The green spiritual energy swayed violently, but unfortunately it was unable to escape the suction and was gradually sucked over and finally into the jade bottle.
'Snapped! '
The man immediately sealed the bottle mouth, but still did not dare to delay, and quickly made a series of hand seals.
After a while, the jade bottle that had been shaking violently finally settled down, and the bottle body emitted a green light, like the purest gem. A strand of green aura as thin as a hair could be seen rotating in the jade bottle.
They turned around again and did not find any other Green Spirit Qi. They were not in a hurry. The appearance of Green Spirit Qi was irregular. Sometimes one appeared after a long time, and sometimes more than ten appeared at once, making people panic.
At this time, the tenth elder also brought his men to follow.
"A green spiritual energy flew out so quickly, this time it will definitely be a great harvest," the monk holding the jade bottle said excitedly.
“It seems that those foreign tribes don’t dare to compete with us. In any case, our gains are greater than before,” someone sneered.
The monk holding the jade bottle looked serious and asked, "Have you found any trace of them?"
The tenth elder nodded, "The foreign race has sent only a few experts, who dare only watch from outside. Don't pay any attention to them for now, go in!"
Everyone immediately headed deeper into the foul air.
Outside, the cultivators of Xuantian Palace did not dare to engage in direct combat with the enemy. They could only watch as the first ray of green spiritual energy was taken away. After waiting for a while, they carefully moved forward.
Qin Sang, who was far away in the sky, had a panoramic view of everything.
His gaze passed over the cultivators of the Changyou tribe and stared at the source of the green spiritual energy.
When the first ray of green spiritual energy came into the world, he sensed a strange fluctuation, and the dirty energy obviously vibrated.
The vibration came from the place where he wanted to enter but was ultimately deterred.
According to common sense, the Nie River was receding and the foul air there should have become thinner, but there was no obvious change in that place, it was still so dark, like a group of dark clouds that would not disperse.
At the same time, Qin Sang sensed that as the foul air receded, the power that had made him uneasy and extremely fearful in the past was gradually fading.
This kind of decline happens naturally and will not cause backlash. When it declines to a certain extent, the threat to intruders will be greatly reduced, and this place is equivalent to opening its doors to outsiders.
Of course, this was only for the Void Refining cultivators. In the eyes of the Spiritualization cultivators, it was still an extremely dangerous place. The Changyou clan masters did not dare to get too close and could only wait outside for the Qingling Qi to float out by itself. Every time there was a vibration, they would retreat to avoid the impact caused by the vibration.
After a while, with another vibration, the green light finally appeared again.
The ten elders and others reacted very quickly and took this strand of green spiritual energy into their pockets.
As time went by, vibrations occurred frequently, and green spiritual energy would float out from time to time, while the cultivators in Xuantian Palace could only watch from afar.
Until there was a loud bang, and several green lights suddenly flashed. Although the Ten Elders and others moved quickly, one of them was still exposed.
The cultivators in Xuantian Palace could only watch helplessly, their eyes almost turning red, and they immediately took action to take it away.
"court death!"
A member of the Changyou tribe shouted angrily and was about to attack, but was stopped by the Tenth Elder.
"Collecting the Qingling Qi is the most important thing, and we will settle the score with them later!" said the Tenth Elder coldly.
As they lived in peace like this, more and more green spiritual energy floated out, and most of it fell into the hands of the Changyou clan.
Outside the Nie River.
Min Zhuo was silently counting the frequency of the vibrations, as if he was calculating something, and he did not move.
It's not that he was too careful. Even though he had a wax man to replace his injuries, fighting with a strong enemy and incurring new injuries would speed up the burning of the wax man. He had to be cautious to avoid falling into such a dangerous situation.
After waiting for such a long time and seeing nothing unusual, it would also take time to take over the Daiyu Immortal Mountain. Min Zhuo knew it was time to set off.
He quietly left his hiding place, with a lotus leaf on his head, and moved closer to the source of the green spiritual energy.
Not long after he entered the filthy air, Qin Sang's heart moved slightly and he sensed something strange.
Afterwards, Min Zhuo arrived at the source of the Qingling Energy, took advantage of a vibration and slipped in without alarming anyone.
Not long after, Qin Sang arrived quietly.
Staring at the place where Min Zhuo disappeared, Qingluan Fashang's eyes gleamed with brilliance. This was a competition of patience, and it was obvious that he won.
However, it is still unknown who the final winner will be.
After hesitating for a moment, Qingluan Dharma Image also sneaked in.
……
Western soil.
King Lu’s palanquin.
After the chief priest talked with the young master, the young master remained in seclusion by the imperial carriage and never left.
On this day, King Lu, the chief priest and all the powerful men have come out of seclusion, and there will be a great battle tonight.
There was a green hill next to the imperial carriage. Yuan Miao stood on the top of the hill, secretly worried.
It was beyond his expectation that Qin Sang and the Storm Realm could hold out for so long and fight back and forth with King Lu, but he was very clear that King Lu's side had not used all their strength.
In this battle, the great priest will come out, and I don’t know what the outcome will be.
In front of the imperial carriage, dark clouds covered the sky, and the army was like ants, each unit was in full formation, and their momentum was soaring into the sky. Lord Mo Shan and Shi Mu and others saluted King Lu, and then each dispersed into the formation to practice the formation.
In the clear pool, Lu Qian had a serious expression. His Xuan Di Huang Juan technique had been exposed once, and the upcoming battle would also be a test for him.
In front of the imperial carriage, the chief worshipper and the junior master stood on both sides of King Lu, one on the left and one on the right.
When the army had assembled, the chief priest bowed and said, "The time has come. I will take my leave!"
"I wish the great priest can defeat the powerful enemy and return triumphantly. I am waiting here for good news from the great priest!" King Lu said solemnly.
A spiritual light appeared between the eyebrows of the great worshiper, and then fell to the ground and transformed into a nine-colored spiritual deer.
It looks like just a young deer, with two small horns on its head and big eyes that flicker. It looks lively and cute. It is hard to imagine that the spiritual animal worshipped here has this image.
The spirit deer stretched, crawled on the grass, buried its head in its chest, and fell into a deep sleep.
"I hope Your Majesty will take care of my companion beast," said the chief priest.
"Don't worry, great priest," King Lu stood between the spirit deer and the young master without any expression.
The young master said meaningfully: "I don't know what kind of companion beast this spiritual deer is. I have never heard of it. The great priest is indeed very knowledgeable! However, I didn't expect that with the great priest's strength, he would be so cautious. It's a pity that I can't see the great priest's full strength!"
"It's better to be careful."
The chief priest said lightly, his figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the battle line. He looked deeply at the battlefield in the sky and gave orders like thunder.
"set off!"
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Qingyang Temple.
Qin Sang sat on the altar. When King Lu sent out his troops, an alarm was received.
In an instant, Qin Sang opened his eyes suddenly, and a gleam of light burst out.
"It's time..."
Qin Sang muttered to himself, and his ten fingers moved slightly. The thunder altar under him rumbled and echoed in the mountain protection formation.
He raised his hands and made a hand seal. The thunder became louder. As more and more hand seals were made, the Thunder Altar flashed with dazzling lightning. The Qingyang Temple was covered in silver white, and nothing could be seen with the naked eye.
Inside the Thunder Altar, a green light suddenly appeared, and a piece of green "thunder paper" emerged. It was the Thunder Oath forged by Qingluan's true thunder!
The Thunder Sacrifice Oath slowly turned, vague at first, and gradually became solid.
During this process, Qin Sang's expression did not change significantly, but outside the main altar, Su Nu, Zhu Que and Si Lu, who were sitting in the three core sub-altars, all felt heavy pressure.
Along with the pressure came excitement. During this period, they experienced the power of the Thunder Altar, but they all knew that Qin Sang had not exerted his full strength and was still hiding.
I can finally witness the true power of the Thunder Altar!
At this time, Qin Sang's will was transmitted. The three of them did not hesitate and immediately calmed down. They obeyed Qin Sang's will, silently chanted the mantra, and activated the power of the altar. The decree was transmitted through the altar formation layer by layer.
(End of this chapter)