"The soul-cleansing liquid is most effective only when you take it for the first time, and before the birth of a baby. The effect will be greatly reduced after that, and it will be useless no matter how much I give you."
The old man took out two jade bottles containing soul-cleansing liquid, handed them to the young girl, and echoed.
Then, the old man pointed his fingers and lightly pressed on the stone tripod.
The restrictions in the stone cauldron flashed, creating a whirlpool, and the remaining soul-cleansing liquid disappeared, and was sent to no one knows where.
The two of them took the soul-cleansing liquid and couldn't put it down, so they carefully put it away.
"Okay! Junior Sister, let's split up later. You stay on the outside and check the status of the Ancestral Restriction and the Immortal Restriction again. Brother Wei will take the two of them to the inner hall and tell them the true ancestral teachings."
The old man spoke.
The old woman nodded, then remembered something, and said in a solemn voice: "Senior brother, be careful, Lingzhuzi, Demon Lord and others are all cunning and cunning, it is best not to meet them. If they know the location of the Four Holy Palaces, they will definitely not give up. Since our ancestors
Since then, our Four Holy Palaces have become increasingly weak and have been forced to escape from the world. They are no longer as prosperous as they used to be and cannot withstand the hardships."
The old man sighed slightly, "As a brother, I hope that some of them can break through the transformation of gods and unlock the remains of their ancestors. There may be a way to leave the Canglang Sea. It's a shame that we, the descendants, can't live up to the expectations, and there will be no one anymore."
After breaking through to become a god, I have been trapped in this cage-like place."
The old woman was also silent for a while.
Afterwards, the four people teleported back to the wooden palace and walked out of the clouds.
The old woman left alone.
The old man took two disciples and flew deep into the inner hall.
…
A realm of trials.
Qin Sang stepped into the gate of the Seven Kills Hall.
He was wary, not knowing what the first trial would be.
The moment he passed through the barrier, Qin Sang felt his whole body tense up, his vision was shrouded in darkness, and all the monks around him disappeared, leaving him alone.
Er'er's eyes lit up, Qin Sang narrowed his eyes slightly, looked around, and found that he was in a circular hall, with no one around, and a circular arena at his feet.
At the back of the main hall, there is a staircase leading to the upper level, but it is blocked by a layer of light.
"Is this a puppet war?"
Seeing this scene, Qin Sang's heart moved and he recalled the information he had learned before.
The so-called puppet battle is to fight against various puppets in the arena, completely defeating the puppets, or fighting to death from exhaustion. There is no such thing as admitting defeat.
The rules may seem cruel, but relatively speaking, the puppet battle is one of the simplest trials.
It is said that the puppet's strength is not too outrageous, and there is time to rest in the middle. If you dare to enter the inner hall, if you are not sure of passing the puppet battle, you are really overestimating your capabilities.
The puppet battle is also one of the first three trials and one of the most common ones.
Of course, this does not mean that intruders can take it lightly. Puppet is not immutable. Some of its abilities are very strange, and you may be caught accidentally.
Standing in the center of the arena, Qin Sang looked left and right.
There was no movement in the main hall.
Qin Sang frowned secretly, wondering if there was another mechanism that needed to be triggered. The arena shook under his feet, and several black shadows jumped out and surrounded Qin Sang.
"Six..."
Qin Sang looked at the puppet.
The puppet looks fierce and looks exactly the same, like a tiger, crawling in the ring and showing its fangs at Qin Sang.
Qin Sang let out a light sigh, feeling familiar.
These puppets are very similar to the puppet beasts on the first six floors of the Sky Tower, and even the way they appear is similar.
"The puppet beasts on the sixth floor of the Sky Tower. Even the monks in the late stage of pill formation have to go through a lot of trouble to deal with them. Are these puppets similar?"
Qin Sang thought to himself.
At this moment, Qin Sang suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind him.
Without looking back, he summoned his ebony sword and slashed it out with his parallel fingers.
‘Whoosh!’
The ebony sword hung in mid-air, sending out six sword lights and slashing at the six puppet beasts at the same time.
'boom!'
The sword light was impartial, hitting all the puppet beasts between their eyebrows, easily penetrating the puppet beasts' heads, leaving a deep hole the size of a finger.
The six puppet beasts all froze, turned into sand, and disappeared.
"Sure enough, it is similar to the puppet beasts in the Sky Tower. It is a homologous thing. But it does not start from the foundation building stage. Each one is equivalent to the late foundation building stage. If the above is like this, with so many puppet beasts appearing at one time, most people will really
It will take a while..."
Qin Sang thought to himself.
He has entered the Tower twice and is very familiar with the puppet beasts inside and knows how to deal with them, so he naturally has no pressure.
"Fellow Taoist, do you want to practice your skills? Then Qin can rest for a while."
Qin Sang turned around and said.
Bai somehow came out of the body bag.
Bai Xingquque said: "Outside, I feel that there are still flaws in the fire curse seed. If the distance is too close, there is a risk of being detected by Mou Laomo. I will try to improve the restriction."
Qin Sang nodded, put away his sword and walked towards the steps.
When he chopped the six puppets into pieces, the barrier of the steps disappeared.
Bai followed behind, holding the fire spell seed in his hand and looking attentive.
You can adjust your breath on the steps, but Qin Sang didn't need to and went straight to the second floor.
The second floor is much the same as the first floor.
The new puppet jumped out, and its strength was indeed improved by one level, comparable to the monks in the early stage of pill formation. Qin Sang was so powerful that he used his sword to kill the puppets without stopping, fighting through two levels of puppets one after another, and entered the fourth level.
Arriving here, Qin Sang found that there were no further steps to go up.
"The last level?"
Qin Sang summoned the ebony sword and did not take it lightly.
‘Whoosh whoosh whoosh…’
Six leopard-shaped puppets jumped out.
At the same time, Qin Sang suddenly sensed something and realized it in his heart.
The requirement for this level is not to defeat the puppets, but to hold on for one stick of incense under the siege of the puppets, which is considered passed.
Qin Sang's eyes narrowed, staring at the puppet, and he immediately realized that this puppet battle was unusual.
He found that the claws of the leopard-shaped puppet were gleaming with cold light, like sharp swords, and their positioning was also very particular. They did not simply surround him in the middle, but had some kind of formation.
‘Whoosh!’
A puppet leopard suddenly moved.
Other puppets followed closely behind.
At this moment, Qin Sang suddenly had an illusion. The puppets around him disappeared, leaving only unpredictable and sharp sword lights.
"It's not easy for people to refine these puppet beasts. It's a pity that the puppets are restricted and their strength is greatly reduced. Otherwise, it would be dangerous for you and me to join forces."
Bai's sigh came from behind, and he was also startled.
"It's not a puppet formation! It's a sword formation!"
An electric light flashed in Qin Sang's mind, and he suddenly understood.
The person who created the puppet beast actually used an astonishing method to integrate the sword formation into it. When the puppet attacks, it even has some sense of sword power.
Seeing this scene, Qin Sang was not surprised but happy.
He had been struggling to understand the power of the sword, and he couldn't find any guidance from his seniors, so he could only figure out a nondescript sword wheel on his own.
I originally planned to protect myself, and had a good time with a stick of incense. Now that I encountered the sword formation, I naturally would not give up this opportunity.