If you try to refine the Kirin Source Seed, it will be of endless use to him.
No need for Suzaku to remind him, Qin Sang also knew very well that the origin of the ancient power could not be taken away so easily. There must be means of protection.
Even if he could find it with the help of the Kirin Source Seed, it wouldn't be something that a mere cultivator in the Transformation Stage could break. If he was blinded by the treasure, he would be close to death.
The only thing Qin Sang is curious about now is where the origin of Qilin is hidden.
What he most hopes is that the origin of Qilin will fall into this realm like the original species of Qilin.
There is no strong person above the divine transformation stage in this world. No matter how long the Qilin's origin has been dormant, there is no need to worry about being caught first.
When your cultivation level is high enough and you may not have the ability to break through boundaries, you can then try to get the treasure.
It's too early to think about these things now. Qin Sang got rid of distracting thoughts, followed Suzaku's instructions, and calmly perceived the Kirin Source Seed.
In Qin Sang's eyes, this was just an inconspicuous transparent lotus seed. No matter how many times he scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, he could not detect anything strange.
According to Zhuque's method, Qin Sang felt something different inside the lotus seed as soon as his consciousness moved.
Suzaku said it very easily just now. I wonder if it was because of the different races. It was very difficult for Qin Sang to operate the secret method. He did not dare to relax at all. He carefully penetrated into the Qilin Source Seed layer by layer like peeling off a cocoon until he sensed that there seemed to be a strange power in Lian's heart.
According to Zhuque, this power is the essence of Qilin's source species, but Qin Sang still cannot sense the spiritual fluctuations.
This is the mystery of the methods of the ancient mythical beasts. When the Kirin Source Seed is silent, it is like a real death. Even those who practice "Fire Golden Lotus" cannot detect the Kirin Source Seed starting to revive in the body.
He could only vaguely sense it, but could not tap into the Qilin's source energy.
I think there should be restrictions left by Qilin in the source species. Suzaku might have been able to seize it easily when it was in its prime, but it can't be absorbed directly now.
Suzaku's method is simple to say, it is to repay him with his own way, but Qin Sang still needs to use "Fire Seed Golden Lotus" to put the Qilin's source seed into his body, try to suppress the Qilin's true spirit, and suck out the essence while it is unconscious.
gas.
Of course it's not that easy to actually do.
Qin Sang thought about it for several days, during which he asked Zhuque for advice before he dared to take action.
The fire lotus flew out from the center of his eyebrows and hung in front of him.
At the same time, a ray of spiritual consciousness pulled the Kirin Source Seed, slowly flying towards the Fire Lotus, and stopped about three inches directly above the Fire Lotus.
He has not yet reached the second level of cultivation, and the petals in the center of the fire lotus are tightly hugged. At this time, a thin line of fire lotus rises, coiling around the surface of the Kirin Source Seed, and the black flames spread out.
Wrap the Kirin Source Seed.
The Sun God Tree was placed next to Qin Sang, and the nine divine birds on the branches looked up with envy and resentment in their eyes.
Qin Sang's eyes were also fixed on the Qilin Origin Seed, his mind flashed, the seals changed continuously, and he struck like running water.
Then he saw the flames on it generating waves, surging endlessly, and soon the flames became distorted, and fire talismans emerged one after another, and then disappeared into it in a flash.
Until the end, the Kirin Origin Seed suddenly shook, as if it was pulled by the flames and fell downwards. It did not stop when it came into contact with the flower bag, and fell into the lotus heart without any hindrance!
Up to this point, we have actually used the "Fire Golden Lotus" method to reintegrate the Kirin Source Seed into the Fire Lotus. The next step is the most important thing.
Qin Sang's expression darkened, and his spiritual consciousness rushed out from the center of his eyebrows without any reservation. Invisible waves rippled in the cabin, and a vast force appeared out of thin air. It circled around the sky and gathered towards the fire lotus.
The flames are blazing!
The fire lotus swayed slightly and its petals trembled.
On the surface it's quite calm.
Divine consciousness is like a tide, constantly pouring into the fire lotus, turning into invisible spiritual seals, and integrating into the Kirin Source Seed one after another.
Not long after, Qin Sang started to sweat on his forehead, obviously not feeling relaxed.
I don't know how much time passed, but Qin Sang suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief. The fire lotus shook and returned to normal.
The sun birds all curled their lips. Of course, Suzaku expected Qin Sang to miss and had to ask for help. It could take the opportunity to seek benefits, but it was a pity that it failed.
‘Whoosh!’
The fire lotus floated into Qin Sang's palm. Qin Sang was not in a hurry to adjust his breath and recover. He stared at the heart of the lotus and felt that there was an extra thing inside, but it was integrated with the fire lotus and had no abnormality.
Absorbing the essence of the source does not happen overnight, but this step was completed so smoothly, which gave Qin Sang great confidence.
The only shortcoming is that you have to keep your spiritual consciousness running and maintain the secret method.
After pondering for a while, Qin Sang put away the fire lotus, turned to look at the Sun God Tree, and asked: "Why did I leave Tianfeng Zhenyu in your hands?"
Qilin Source was implanted into his body. During this period, Qin Sang could not continue to refine the spiritual fire and practice the "Fire Seed Golden Lotus". However, when it was completed, he would be much more diligent and faster than practicing step by step.
During this period of time, it is better to give the Heavenly Phoenix True Feather to Suzaku as promised, so that it can be understood, and when the time comes, it can directly provide the Phoenix True Fire for itself.
Suzaku, who was feeling depressed, was shocked when he heard this, and said continuously: "It's very simple, you drive it into the sacred tree, where I am, you don't have to worry about the rest."
"this……"
Qin Sang frowned and glanced at the divine bird on the branch, "Won't it affect the Sun God Tree?"
So far, the Sun God Tree is still his strongest means, and there is no room for error.
The Suzaku True Feather was placed under the tree, suppressed by green copper blocks and tortoise shells. It was not a spatial treasure. The small space was filled with the violent Nanming Lihuo, barely maintaining balance.
Throwing the Heavenly Phoenix True Feather into it, if the two true fires conflict and destroy the Sun God Tree, wouldn't it be worth the loss?
"Don't worry, although I can't control the real fire, I can restrain it a little over the years. The feathers are badly damaged, and the power of the real fire has been dormant for many years. As long as I don't stimulate it too much, nothing will happen. If I can't suppress it,
At worst, you can take it out again."
Suzaku was very confident and sounded impatient. Qin Sang promised to give it some of the Phoenix's true fire.
Qin Sang looked suspicious. This young spirit's words and deeds were really hard to believe.
He kept asking questions until he understood them clearly. Seeing that Suzaku's answers were clear and well-organized, he nodded slightly, offered sacrifices to the Sun God Tree, and took out the Heavenly Phoenix True Feather.
With the help of Suzaku, Qin Sang was able to perceive the inside of the Sun God Tree, which was completely different from when the treasure was first made.
Qin Sang could hardly find the traces left behind when he forged the weapon. It had been burned by Nanming Lihuo for many years. It would be an exaggeration to say that it was completely changed beyond recognition.
Except for the green copper block, which seems to have not changed much, the mysterious white copper, the nine-life black tortoise shell and other Chen Zuo spiritual objects have all been smelted into one body, and it is impossible to tell which material they are from.
The power of Nanming's Lihuo is always swimming in the Sun God Tree. In the future, Suzaku's strength will be restored and he will no longer need the help of the Sun God Tree to suppress the real fire. Even if this thing is not a treasure, it must be a rare treasure.
"Qin Sang, I'm here."
The crisp child's voice came through Qin Sang's perception.
It was weak in strength, but it had the arrogance of a Suzaku. It didn't feel that it was relying on anyone else. It believed that forming an alliance with Qin Sang meant that they were on equal footing, so it didn't want to recognize Qin Sang as the master and called him by his first name.
Qin Sang didn't care about this, he only looked at whether it was useful to him.
At this moment, he vaguely sensed that there was a feather inside Nanming Lihuo. The outline of a flaming bird seemed to appear on the feather, but it was not clear. It was the young Suzaku spirit that had barely transformed into it.
Qin Sang watched carefully for a while and asked Zhuque to follow his instructions, and Zhuque did it one by one.
The only sight of the fire in the cabin was bright and dim.
Finally, Qin Sang nodded, pressed his other hand and the Heavenly Phoenix True Feather against the Sun God Tree, and slowly drove the Heavenly Phoenix True Feather into the space under the green copper block where the Vermillion Bird True Feather was.
Nanming Lihuo calmed down a little.
The Tianfeng True Feather did not sink into the flames, but clung to the green copper block. There was a slight fluctuation, as if Suzaku was extending its own power.
Seeing that everything was normal in the Sun God Tree, Qin Sang felt a little relieved.
…
The Dharma boat stayed near Jiaolong's ancestral land for a month.
Over the past month, all demon clan tribes and those who are qualified to participate in the decision have received summons from the Dragon King and summoned for discussion.
The demon kings of various tribes were frightened by the power of Qin Sang and did not dare to approach the Jiaolong ancestral land, so they were arranged by the Jiaolong King in a water mansion.
The incarnation sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat and meditated. He didn't take a step out of the cabin and didn't rush him.
A few more days passed.
The two demon kings who commanded King Jiao's bodyguard suddenly looked at each other, as if they had received some order, and their agitating sounds rolled like thunder and spread towards the Dharma Ark.
"To my true lord, my king has something to discuss with you."
The avatar opened his eyes and said, "Say it."
Seeing that Qin Sang himself was not leaving the cabin, the two demon kings did not dare to raise their eyebrows. They cast a spell to reunite the water mirror, and the Dragon King appeared, with the Phoenix King standing next to him.
Knowing the identity of the incarnation, the Dragon King said in a deep voice without hesitation: "Is the True Lord willing to take the oath first?"
The incarnation smiled and said, "It seems that fellow Taoists have made a decision, so why not make an oath? Let's set up a karma altar."
"The altar has already been set up!"
The Dragon King silently gave some instructions.
Not long after, waves surged in front of the Dharma boat, and several dragons came out of the water carrying a golden platform a hundred feet long and wide.
The incarnation looked at it, nodded slightly, and awakened the deity.
Qin Sang came out of meditation and ascended to the altar. He saw the oaths listed on it, row by row. They were very thoughtful. He smiled lightly and didn't care. He made the oath of cause and effect in full view of everyone.
The Dragon King and the Phoenix King watched through the water mirror. It wasn't until Qin Sang made the oath that their expressions softened.
As worthy of being the king who rules the clan, the Dragon King left his ancestral land in person and boarded the Dharma Boat.
Looking at this king who was even more magnanimous than the previous Dragon King, Qin Sang couldn't help but praise: "Taoist friends are brave."
The Dragon King cupped his fists and saluted, and said loudly: "Since the True Lord cannot fly away, we can't stay in the ancestral land all the time. I don't think the True Lord will tear up the oath of cause and effect to deceive the little king. Next, we and the others will The tribe will do its best to search for the ascension platform, and if there are any other discoveries, they will never hide it from the True Lord."
Qin Sang nodded happily, "I am very relieved that you can resolve the fight and work together to find a way out for the monks in this world. I will go to the Witch God Mountain next. The Witch Clan will also restrain their behavior like the human race."
The two discussed the details.
Although only the Dragon King showed up this time, the other demon kings were watching from afar. Qin Sang was equivalent to discussing with the entire demon sea demon clan.
Qin Sang didn't put forward excessive conditions, and everything went smoothly.
At the end, Qin Sang suddenly smiled and said, "The Jiaolong clan's physical strength is far beyond comparison with other clans. It is said that there is a secret place in the ancestral land of your tribe, where tempering the physical body has miraculous effects. Is it true or not?"
The Dragon King's expression suddenly changed and his eyes were dark, "What do you mean by these words, the True Lord?"
"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, since Pindao has made an oath, he will not go back on his word. I believe you can also detect the qi and blood in Pindao's body, and know that I can also cultivate the body. If this secret place in your department is useful to Pindao, Pindao is willing to If you make a deal with fellow Taoist, you will definitely not let him down," Qin Sang stood with his hands behind his hands and spoke confidently.
The Dragon King couldn't help but think, Qin Sang was a monk who transformed into gods, and he came from outside the realm, so he would definitely have no shortage of treasures in his hands.
Although the various clans in Yaohai have ancestral heritage and special bloodlines, they are relatively poor and most of them can only rely on themselves.
Although the demon clan can cultivate their own bloodline, they cannot completely rely on external objects. Until now, their bloodline has been very thin.
Qin Sang knew something was going on by looking at his expression, and took out a dozen jade boxes, which contained sacred objects from the major holy places of the Zhongzhou Demon Clan.
Although he did not use his power to overwhelm others, those demon tribes later learned that he was the god behind the Dragon Whale clan and may be the only god in this world. They did not dare to divide them all up and voluntarily offered them as offerings. Unfortunately, most of them were only for the demons. The family is useful.
"Only some of these treasures should be enough. As for the rest, as long as fellow Taoist can come up with something useful to Pindao, they can be exchanged. If fellow Taoist is interested, please prepare it quickly."
The jade boxes were opened one after another, and the precious light shot into the sky and dazzled people's eyes.
The demon clan in Zhongzhou is constantly transforming into gods, and the treasures of the Holy Land are not easy to take lightly. With the character of the Dragon King, his eyes are firmly attracted, and his aura can't help but become a little thicker.
"My clan does have a secret place called Hualong Pond, which can cleanse the meridians, cut marrow, and transport qi and blood. It is quite miraculous. But no outsiders have ever entered it. How much we can gain depends on the true king's ability," he secretly said.
He thought that although Qin Sang was a monk who transformed into gods, his physical realm was not very high, and he was a human being, he would not be able to hold on for long, and would not be able to consume much of the spiritual fluid in the pool.
…
After some bargaining and making Qin Sang make an oath, King Jiaolong overcame all objections and invited Qin Sang into the Water Mansion.
Although the ancestral land of the Jiao tribe is underwater, it is extremely dry. The interior is pearlescent and auspicious, and is filled with rare treasures. The legendary Dragon Palace is nothing more than that.
Different from when he was in the Feng clan, Qin Sang behaved well and followed the Dragon King around several palaces until he came to a clump of coral.
The Dragon King used a magic trick, took out a golden token, and swung it forward, causing the coral bush to separate a path on its own.
"True Lord, please!"
Not long after Qin Sang followed, he saw a square stone pool. The stone pool was not big and could only accommodate the body of a young dragon. There was half a pool of water inside, with light mist floating around, and the mist transformed and mysteriously emerged spontaneously.
"This is the Hualong Pond."
The Dragon King pointed at the stone pool and made a few empty taps on the four walls. The spiritual mist became even more powerful. There seemed to be a real dragon faintly in the mist, appearing and disappearing from time to time.
Although he knew it was a lie, Qin Sang actually felt the intimidating power and was secretly surprised.
He took a closer look to make sure there was nothing abnormal. He suppressed his true energy, jumped up in the air, sat cross-legged, and fell into the Dragon Transformation Pond. The spiritual liquid could probably reach his waist.
As the spiritual fluid soaked in, Qin Sang felt the refreshing coolness, seeping from the skin into the flesh, penetrating the meridians, and washing the bone marrow.
Before he could fully understand it, Qin Sang's body qi and blood exploded with a loud bang, and the coolness suddenly turned into severe pain, and it was the familiar pain of washing menstruation and cutting marrow.
This chapter has been completed!