"Two fellow Taoists are welcome!"
Qin Sang smiled and invited Yu Zhen into the mountain gate. The Yuanxiang clan leader who had just left the seclusion was also here.
At this time, the disaster clouds dissipated and the sword slave arrived with his sword.
"I'll introduce you to you fellow Taoists..."
Qin Sang introduced the sword slave to Yuan Xiang and the others.
The sword slave breaks through, plus Su Nu and Wu Jin Skeleton, even if he takes Zhuque away, Qing Yangzhi will have three powerful people in the Void Refining position.
Many small tribes in the alien race are not as powerful as Qingyangzhi.
This strength, coupled with the support of his allies, is enough to maintain the foundation he has laid for Qingyangzhi.
In case of critical survival, there will be a Thunder Altar to protect it!
"Fellow Daoist's Dharma name Sword Nu, I believe that the fellow Daoist is the legendary human sword cultivator. No wonder the sword intent is so sharp and pure, Yu admires it!"
The four of them took the seats in different places. Yu Zhen was also generous in respect of the sword slave who had a far inferior to his cultivation.
Qin Sang and Yuan Xiang clan looked at each other and smiled.
Qin Sang knew Yu Zhen's purpose, and he did not think of making things difficult for Yu Zhen.
Both sides have a relationship and aspirations, and the Yuanxiang tribe has been in the middle to talk about peace, so it is naturally a great conversation.
"Haha, I didn't intend to make things difficult for fellow Taoists, but I had a different position in the holy land. Today, the things returned to the original owner," Qin Sang took out the Grinding Gourd and handed it to Yu Zhen.
Yu Zhen held the Mixing Gourd tightly, his eyes were hot, as if a big stone in his chest finally landed on the ground. He breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly: "Jin Qin just don't worry, Yu will do his best and will not disappoint Zhen Qin!"
The transaction went too smoothly, beyond Yu Zhen's expectations. Not only did Qin Sang not speak out loud, but the conditions proposed were very relaxed.
He visited Qingyangzhi many times to understand Qin Sang's planning and layout for Qingyangzhi, and to know what Qin Sang really wants, and immediately make a guarantee.
"Then I would like to thank fellow Taoist Yu! If you won't let fellow Taoist Yu be in vain, the Yuanxiang clan leader can testify for me. After the opening of the commercial roads between Kan and Xun Prefectures, it will bring generous rewards to Qingyangzhi and Qingyangzhi's allies!"
Qin Sang looked at the Yuanxiang patriarch.
The head of the Yuanxiang clan nodded with a smile and said, "What Zhenren Qin said is not false! Didn't fellow Taoist Yu say that he had been trapped in the holy land for too long and wanted to travel? If he went to the human world in the future, he would also avoid many troubles through the Qingyang Alliance."
Upon hearing this, Yu Zhen even claimed that he was, and his purpose was achieved, and his expression and tone were relaxed, but Qin Sang was still as usual, and he lowered his attitude. Two hundred years ago, Qin Sang's cultivation level was only in the middle stage of refining Void, and he could even kill fairy children and make a big dream. Now he has no qualifications to be arrogant in front of Qin Sang.
"After the trial of the holy land is over, I will take a step first. I wonder what the final result of the fellow Taoists on the sacred mountain is. Will fellow Taoists Xi Rui break through the holy realm?" Qin Sang asked curiously.
"When Yu woke up, most of the fellow Taoists were entangled by the demon shadow, and some of them had no breath, but they were afraid that the ending would be bad. As for fellow Taoists, I heard that they were taken back to the cave by the ancestor behind him. It seems that it is not that easy to break through the holy realm..."
Yu Zhen shook his head and said.
The Yuanxiang clan leader sighed and said, "Hongtian and others have the real blessings! Those are the great opportunities left by the ancestors when the holy land was first opened. Because of the changes in the holy land, they all appeared one after another and were taken away by them."
This kind of opportunity is hard to come by.
When anyone encountered that situation at that time, he would be expected to reach the sky in one step. The leader of the Yuanxiang clan believed that his talent was not inferior to Hongtian and others, but he was not as lucky as he could only help.
"I have my own fate! The legendary changes in the holy land will be a sign of great prosperity for our clan. If the legend is true, there will definitely be our chance in the future," Yu Zhen comforted.
"The two fellow Taoists are inherited by the ancestors and the other are the leader of the clan. If there is any good thing, the superiors will definitely consider you first. We, the people from other tribes, can only envy you."
Qin Sang's words immediately attracted the contemptuous look of the patriarch Yuanxiang.
He saw with his own eyes that after Ning Zhenren and the old Taoist priest appeared in the holy land, Hongtian and others were all silent. The last old alien genius master appeared and respectfully invited them into the depths of the holy land. Ning Zhenren's status and cultivation can be seen.
After chatting, Yu Zhen said goodbye first.
Qin Sang and Yuanxiang clan leader rarely gathered together and carefully discussed the future plans of Qingyang League. After Qin Sang left, Qingyang League still had to rely on Yuanxiang clan leader in Wuhai.
Finally, the Yuanxiang clan leader was sent away, and only Qin Sang and Jian Nu were left in the hall.
"What are the plans for the future with fellow Taoists?" Qin Sang asked.
The sword slave entered the realm of refining the void, with no self-satisfaction in his expression, and he still answered the same as before, "Leave it to the real person's order."
Qin Sang smiled and said, "If a fellow Taoist wants a pure place, quietly refining a sword, it doesn't matter if he stays in Qingyang Temple. If he wants to travel around and sharpen his sword skills, he can call everyone and things in the Qingyang Alliance at will."
In recent years, Huanhen has been trained by the sword slave and has made great progress. The sword technique has been transformed, and the Qingyang Guanjian Sword Cultivation lineage has benefited from it.
Qingyang Temple is a hodgepodge, so Qin Sang naturally wants to keep the sword slave. It would be even better if the sword slave could become a master and apprentice with Huan Seal.
"Thank you, Zhenren Qin. I just broke through and my realm is not stable. I would like to stay in Qingyang Temple!" Jiannu said.
...
After one stick of incense.
Qin Sang flew out of the mountain gate on the clouds, and Zhuque lay on his shoulder and was drowsy. The little Qilin pressed against his feet, and pointed his little head outside the clouds, observing this fresh world, his eyes full of curiosity.
Flying over the Qingyang marshal, Qin Sang fell from the sky and fell straight to Shanyuyuan in the marshal.
The immortal officials who were in charge of the altar were working diligently to handle various matters, and they didn't realize that Qin Sang was coming. Only the two chief officials in Shanyuyuan felt something, and they stepped back and flew towards Chihua's forest.
Seeing Qin Sang with his back facing them and looking at Chihuashu, the two chief officials were shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, "Greetings to Lord Envoy!"
"Oh? As the great witch Zhu of the Witch Clan, you have personally entered the throne as an official, and are not afraid of affecting the affairs of the clan?" Qin Sang looked at one of them.
This person is Mingqiu, the adopted son of Fang Laomo, who succeeded Fang Laomo and became the great witch Zhu of the witch clan.
Qin Sang set rules that the Shanyuyuan Dulu must be held by human monks, and Mingqiu is the deputy.
"I am the envoy to understand. I have resigned from the position of Great Wizard Zhu. Everything is based on Qingyang's governance!" Mingqiu said solemnly.
Now Qingyangzhi human race is in the cracks between the alien race, while their witch race is in the cracks between the human race. Mingqiu is worried that other tribes will not know the importance of the other tribes and affect the relationship between the human race and the witch race, so he finally decided to come in person.
"I have such courage, it's worthwhile to cultivate you with fellow Taoist Fang!"
Qin Sang nodded, waved his head to the mountain Yuyuandulu, and said to Mingqiu: "How have you cultivated those sacrificial insects?"
Back then, Qin Sang handed over the secret techniques of sacrificing insects and the cultivation of sacrificing insects to Mingqiu. Now, Chihua Tree is growing well, and those sacrificing insects can also benefit from it.
Qin Sang looked at Chihua Shulin.
Rather than a forest, it is a forest of flowers and trees, which form a jungle. It is the kind of flower tree that Qin Sang saw when he encountered a sacrificial insect. The trees of these flowers are only half tall, the flowers are a bit sparse and the shape is strange, like round-neck pots hanging on the trees.
However, it is not easy to allow Chihuashu to grow like this. First, it has produced great strength, and second, Qingyangzhi has opened up a commercial road, and finally has a way to obtain the spiritual objects to cultivate Chihuashu.
Mingqiu made a seal on his waist, and then a 'buzzing' sound came out, and a yellow cloud flew out.
The yellow clouds float above Mingqiu's head, and through the yellow clouds, you can see insect shadows.
In the center of the insect swarm, there was a bug that was obviously larger than its companions, and it was one of the insect kings given to Mingqiu by Qin Sang.
"Senior Jixia cultivated Chihuashu into a forest, which was of great help to the younger generation raising insects. Lord Jun handed over to the younger generation's insect king. The younger generation left one, and the others were distributed to the elders in the clan. They were in charge of the Shanyuyuan in each Jingtan. Each of them relied on Chihuashu and the insect king to cultivate a swarm. We have also investigated this ability to sacrifice insects, which mainly affects the soul. The strength of the insect king is equally important as the number of swarms..."
Mingqiu reported to Qin Sang meticulously.
Qin Sang had long discovered this ability to sacrifice insects, and now he has learned the origin of the witch clan and has a new feeling.
In ancient times, witches were people who could communicate with gods and were the earthly walkers of gods.
The witches chose this kind of spiritual insect as a sacrifice. One of the purposes is that when the god sacrifices, the people's hearts are more pure and pious. The god sacrifice is often accompanied by the blood sacrifice. When seeing the sacrifices of insects, Qin Sang seemed to see that mysterious, bloody and wild ancient era!
"After the insect swarm formed a certain scale, some gall crystals were bred. However, the younger generation led the entire clan to cultivate sacrificial insects, and the output was not much, and the quality did not meet the requirements of Lord Envoy," Mingqiu presented a jade box with both hands and hesitated, "I have an idea..."
"explain!"
Qin Sang opened the jade box and took a look. These gall crystals were not enough for the Tianmu butterfly to sacrifice the teeth.
I want to use the sacrificial insects and gall crystals to help the Tianmu butterfly improve my cultivation, but I still see no hope.
Sensing the breath of the goiter crystal, the Tianmu butterfly flew out and fell on the jade box to feast, but soon conveyed a feeling of disappointment, and its quality was far worse than that of the goiter crystal back then.
Mingqiu said: "In the records of Haobo, the fastest time for sacrificing insects is when the clan is sacrificed. In the ceremony, not only will it consume various treasures and elixirs, but it also needs to cooperate with blood sacrifices. The tributes at that time were basically all demons and humans, which are very similar to the blood feeding method in later generations!"
He carefully glanced at Qin Sang and plucked up his courage: "I think that if we start sacrificial sacrifices in Qingyangzhi and ask the monks of Qingyangzhi to contribute their essence and blood, we can speed up the cultivation of insect sacrifices."
Speaking of this, he repeatedly explained: "Don't worry, Lord Jun, as long as the person who presides over the ritual is properly controlled, it will only consume part of their essence and blood and will not harm anyone!"
This is equivalent to carrying out a blood sacrifice in Qingyangzhi. In addition to not harming human life, it is an unforgettable act of magic.
Qin Sang founded Qingyangzhi and claimed that it was the right way of the Taoist sect. Mingqiu was worried that if he would be struck by a thunder in this proposal.
However, Mingqiu was ordered to cultivate sacrificial insects and dared not hide anything, so he could only report with his teeth.
Looking at the insect clouds above Mingqiu's head, Qin Sang felt thoughtful.
Mingqiu only knew one thing but not the other. In ancient times, there were gods in the sky, so sacrifices could be responded to. The gods would show all kinds of magical features on the memorial service, respond to the prayers of the people, and accept worship from the people.
In that era when it evolved in the dream, all the gods disappeared. Without the gods, the sacrifices that followed would probably only be in form.
To be continued...