Xiang Qing's color suddenly changed.
Shengang Peak is the foundation of the Qingyang Demon Sect. His arrangements to stabilize people's hearts and prevent outsiders from taking advantage of them were seen through at a glance.
Binghan's eyes lit up, "Is Taoist Master also proficient in the art of controlling fire?"
"Yes," Qin Sang nodded, "Pindao has quite a bit of experience in this matter."
Xiang Qing's expression changed, he stared at Qin Sang for a long time, and finally snorted coldly: "Since it's a deal, what do you want?"
"I just want to collect part of the Ancestral Holy Fire by the way. Fellow Taoist Xiang should be very clear that the Ancestral Holy Fire is doing more harm than good to you now, it's like tasteless food."
Qin Sang's tone was sincere.
Binghan's eyes flickered and he said nothing, not knowing what he was thinking.
The Ancestral Holy Fire was left by the founder of the Qingyang Demon Sect. The decision-making can only be made by Xiang Qing, and she cannot overstep her authority.
Xiang Qing had a sneer on his lips, "Just collecting the Ancestral Holy Fire? Since the Taoist Master can see through the formation, he should know how terrifying the power contained in the Ancestral Holy Fire is, right? Otherwise, it won't be your turn. Even if you only collect a part of it, you can still get it."
His strength has leapt to several levels.”
Qin Sang admitted frankly, "Everyone gets what they need, and even a poor Taoist has to take the risk of being backlashed by the spiritual fire. There is no benefit. Isn't it a waste to serve fellow Taoists?"
Xiang Qing paced back and forth, but to Qin Sang's surprise, he refused.
"Even if the Qingyang Demon Sect and Shengang Peak are blown up together, Xiang will not do anything to benefit the enemy! If the Taoist Master wants to make a deal, he'd better be more frank!"
Binghan was also quite surprised, but she didn't believe that a Yuanying appeared out of nowhere, so she looked at Qin Sang curiously.
Qin Sang sighed softly, "I'm afraid I'll show my true colors, and I won't even agree to it, fellow Taoist Xiang."
As he spoke, Qin Sang's body shone with green light, and a pair of beautiful phoenix wings suddenly opened from his back, and Binghan's eyes were full of surprise.
"Mingyue Demon King?"
Xiang Qing exclaimed, his face full of astonishment.
Binghan suddenly realized, "So that's it. I heard that the Taoist fellow is holding twelve fire flags, which may be imitated from Patriarch Kuiyin's Ten Directions Yama Banners, with two more poles. I originally thought that fellow Taoist is the same as Patriarch Kuiyin.
The spiritual fire is sealed in the magic weapon and cannot be directly controlled by oneself. Now it seems that fellow Taoist can also control the spiritual fire, so he can easily control so many fire flags, right?"
She seems to have specifically studied Qin Sang's Twelve Demonic Flags.
Naturally, Qin Sang would not explain the embarrassment of cultivating "Fire Golden Lotus". He nodded in acquiescence and said to Xiang Qing: "Back then, before I transformed, I had difficulty moving, so I used some small tricks to coax a few casual cultivators to form the Demon Flame.
Door, it’s because of me. I didn’t expect them to become famous, but I finally have some enthusiasm, so I want to take them back to my seat. Fellow Taoist Xiang, you don’t mind?”
Xiang Qing smiled bitterly, "Fellow Daoist pretended to be a human being, and there was no demonic aura on his body. Xiang never thought it was you. Friend Daoist has helped me to form an alliance between the two realms. I can just say what I want to say, so why go through all the trouble?"
"I want to use the ancestral sacred fire to temper the fire flag, so that it will be easier to control in the future. But I am worried that the human demon will have a different path, and the two Taoist friends have a grudge."
Qin Sang said the prepared words, thinking that if you have solved the problem and rejected my proposal, and I have exposed my intention, how can I plan in the future?
"It is said that the power of the Taoist Master's twelve fire flags is comparable to that of the best magic weapons. Can it be improved?"
Binghan covered her mouth and exclaimed.
Xiang Qing was also secretly frightened, and was even more wary of Qin Sang and the demon clan. He doubted whether it was the right choice for him to be the pusher to help the demon clan improve their strength.
However, in terms of overall strength, the demon race is actually far inferior to the human race and can only settle in a corner.
The biggest conflict in the world of immortal cultivation today is not the conflict between ethnic groups, but comes from Sin Yuan. Qin Sang is stationed at Sandie Pass, and he first attacked Sin Yuan Yuanying, and then went to Yuan Ruins and brought back the news of the Blood Lake. At least he is still an ally for now.
Moreover, Qin Sang said something again that he could not refuse, "The trip to the Blood Lake is coming soon, and I am also preparing to enter the Blood Lake. In the unknown place of the Blood Lake, facing Old Demon Ye, no matter how cautious you are,
It's too much, I can't guarantee everything. Don't you want to solve all your worries before leaving?"
This sentence hit Xiang Qing's weak spot.
He knew how difficult it was to train a Nascent Soul monk. If something happened to him before he could suppress the Ancestral Holy Fire, it would be even more impossible for his descendants to try to suppress the Ancestral Holy Fire.
It is foreseeable that Shanmen will be forced to move in the future.
Without the inexhaustible Qingyang Shengang on Shengang Peak, unless the Qingyang Demon Sect can find a new one, the inheritance will be cut off.
Xiang Qing was also a decisive person and did not let Qin Sang waste any more words. He promised that as long as Qin Sang swore not to mess around, he could give him a try.
Binghan put his palms together and smiled: "I and fellow Taoist Xiang have racked their brains, but they haven't been able to suppress the ancestral holy fire. It depends on the magical power of fellow Taoist Mingyue."
Qin Sang nodded with a smile.
Refining the ancestral sacred fire and cultivating the "Fire Golden Lotus" was the only option now. He couldn't help but feel relieved that the deal could be reached so quickly.
The three men moved vigorously and resolutely, drank all the wine in the cup, and flew to Qingdai Qin Sang to Shengang Peak.
Qin Sang once refined a piece of Gang Jade and triggered the formation, almost causing the Ancestral Holy Fire to lose control.
This time, he was very careful, observing and deepening his understanding while listening to Xiang Qing's explanation.
Fly to the top of the mountain.
Raising his palm towards Qingxu, a ball of Qingyang Demonic Fire gathered in his palm, forming a fire seal and hitting the formation. The green mist parted, revealing a narrow passage.
Qin Sang observed that using the Qingyang Demonic Fire to Qingyu was different from manipulating the Demonic Fire through the demonic flags himself.
Qingyang Demonic Fire is like a part of Xiang Qing's body, it has become one with him without any barriers.
"When I master the "Fire Golden Lotus", I should be able to do it too."
Qin Sang secretly thought.
Going deep into the formation, Qin Sang was shocked by the sight in front of him.
The blue mist covers the sky and the sun.
Within the Qingwu, there is a complex formation made entirely of Qingyang Gangyu, shaped like a square jade platform.
Above the jade platform, a ball of flame is dancing, which is the ancestral sacred fire.
What is surprising is that the body of the Ancestral Holy Fire is actually human-shaped, like a spiritual fire that has channeled spirits. All its limbs and facial features can be seen, but it is only half a person tall.
Xiang Qing said: "Fellow Taoist, please don't be fooled by the appearance. The Holy Fire of the Ancestral Flame is not a living thing. It is because the aura of the Ancestral Master remains, and then changes later, it turns into a human form."
"My fellow Taoist is practicing techniques from the same source. Your sect also has the secret technique of refining fire. Can't you directly conquer the ancestral holy fire?"
Qin Sang asked out his doubts.
Xiang Qing sighed softly, "Perhaps it could have been done when the Patriarch had just died. It's too late now. The Ancestral Holy Fire was sealed at the top of Shengang Peak by the Patriarch. Unexpectedly, it could directly absorb the free Qingyang Gang Qi and other energy from the outside world.
The breath and nature changed, becoming more and more manic. As time went by, when the ancestors discovered that something was wrong, it was irreversible and could only allow the ancestral holy fire to develop. The current ancestral holy fire and the one left by the ancestors were two completely different spiritual fires. Even though
I have Nascent Soul cultivation, but I don’t dare to act rashly...how sure is my fellow Taoist?"
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Sorry, I put it off for several days. I will be busier these days, so I’ll make it up as soon as possible.
This chapter has been completed!