The flower fields were shaken, and there were many cracks in the mountains. Huge rocks rolled down, and when they were about to hit the flower beds, they were bounced away by invisible forces.
Qin Sang was under great pressure at the moment and sweat appeared on his forehead.
The political arena was in constant turmoil, and he did not dare to relax for a moment.
There were many flaws in the flower field formation. Qin Sang sacrificed the Yunyou Sword and used the Qisu Dividing Sword Formation to stabilize the formation, but he could not reverse the trend of the flower field's collapse.
'boom!'
There was a loud noise from the ground, and the sound was unusual.
Qin Sang's expression changed when he heard the sound. His consciousness swept over and he immediately discovered that there was a tear on the edge of the flower field.
Immediately afterwards, there were tearing sounds from all directions, and the flower field began to shatter from the outside in.
After thinking about it, Qin Sang decided to restrain the power of the flower field formation to protect the flower spirit. As for the outer parts, he could only let it be.
'Bang! Bang! Bang!'
Boulders fell off the ground, mountain peaks collapsed, and cracks continued to spread inside.
The flower spirits are planted in patches in flowerbeds filled with bones. The flowerbeds are all in the middle of the flower field, but the root system of the flower spirits is connected to the ground veins, which will have an immeasurable impact on the flower spirits.
Qin Sang had no other choice but to ensure that the flower spirit would not die, and then slowly adjust it after the healing altar returned to calm, which was better than uprooting it directly.
'Rumble...'
Vibrations kept coming from outside.
Qin Sang couldn't tell whether it was caused by the phantom storm, the war in the outside world, or both.
He raised his head, the illusion and auspicious clouds were isolated, and he could not see the scene outside the altar, but there was always a lingering feeling of oppression in his heart, which was derived from instinctive suppression and fear of the strong.
As expected, there should be great powers in the combined stage fighting. The energy system in the governance altar was so chaotic that Qin Sang couldn't tell how many great powers there were.
However, Qin Sang is not as nervous as before. The oppression he initially felt from above the altar is gradually receding, and the chance that the altar will be affected is getting smaller and smaller.
Now there's only Phantom Storm to worry about.
After a long time, Qin Sang felt the change of vibration and his face showed joy.
"Finally weakened..."
The next moment, the smile on Qin Sang's face froze, and he hurriedly formed seals with his hands. The true energy in his body poured out violently, and he tried his best to condense nine spiritual seals and hit the nine most important nodes of the formation with a snap of his fingers.
At the same time, an extremely strong wave spread from the depths of the altar, and all the affected illusions inspired amazing visions.
‘Crack!’
The thunder roared loudly, resounding through the space.
A crack was suddenly torn open in the earth, running through the entire land, almost dividing the flower field into two halves.
Unfortunately, several flowerbeds were in cracks. Fortunately, Qin Sang had quick eyesight and quick hands. With a wave of his sleeves, the flowers sprouted from the ground.
'puff!'
The bones have turned into powder, and these flowerbeds have almost lost their usefulness.
If the flower spirit is pulled out and the flower bud is tightly closed, the spirit light will be dim, which will cause great damage to the vitality.
Fortunately, such a violent shock only occurred once.
After the shock, the phantom storm seemed to have reached its limit, stopped expanding, and now looked more like a reflection of light.
There are still vibrations coming, but they are within the tolerable range.
Qin Sang waited for a while to make sure that the storm would no longer expand. Then he felt relieved, looked at the flower field below, and landed on the ground.
After scanning for a week, Qin Sang became busy, walking around the flower field to check for damage to the array.
Finally, Qin Sang selected spiritual materials from the Qianjun Ring, summoned the Nine Nether Demon Fire, refined the array equipment on the spot, and repaired the large array.
If you want to restore the formation, you need to go back to Gu Sanji and buy a lot of spiritual materials.
After a lot of work, Qin Sang activated the formation again, and the barrier on the periphery of the space suddenly became much more stable.
Only then did Qin Sang have time to check the flower spirit. After checking it, he couldn't help but sigh.
The flower field was saved, but the flower spirit was in bad condition.
Except for those that he pulled away, the surviving flower spirits were also languid and suffered injuries.
The flower spirit is inherently delicate, and even if the garden and flower field return to normal, it will still need time to recuperate. Before the flower spirit recovers, the source of flower dew will be a problem.
"Fortunately, there are still poisonous fruits..."
Qin Sang transplanted the plucked flower spirits into other flower beds. The recovery speed of these flower spirits is even slower, and it may take hundreds of years.
The impact of the Phantom Storm on Qin Sang did not end there.
Although the storm stopped expanding, it did not subside. It continued to vibrate and the qi in the governance altar was extremely chaotic. This place was not immune to it.
Before the storm subsides, Zhitan is no longer suitable for cultivation and can only be used as a place to grow flowers.
"Looks like I'm going back to Kenshin Island."
Qin Sang thought to himself.
After waiting for a long time, Qin Sang flew outside the formation and faced the shocking impact.
He left the flower field and walked along the familiar path. What he saw was a familiar yet unfamiliar sight.
The surrounding illusion has changed to some extent, and past experience is not entirely applicable.
But the center of the storm is not nearby, it has not been completely changed, and some old roads can still be walked.
Qin Sang checked around and began to carefully explore the center of the Zhitan.
He took the path he had opened before, but it became more and more difficult as he went forward. With the help of Tianmu Die, Qin Sang kept moving forward until he saw the phantom storm with his own eyes.
Looking through some broken illusions, what I saw was a darkness, like a roaring hurricane, and the internal chaos was abnormal.
Qin Sang's last bit of luck was shattered.
The location of the red gold spiritual needle is inside the phantom storm!
Even if Mo Xingdao was brought here, it would be impossible to find a scene here that matches his memory.
The road to ascension is uncertain.
How long will it take for the phantom storm to subside? Decades, centuries, or even thousands of years? Can it return to its original state?
"In the future, can I only practice in this world honestly and rely on the Taoist court?"
Qin Sang frowned and observed for a long time. Suddenly a light flashed in his eyes and he stared at one spot.
Gradually, Qin Sang looked slightly relieved, and he found that the storm had a tendency to subside, although it was very slow, which was a good sign.
Moreover, as the storm recedes, the vision there seems to show signs of reunion, indicating that the foundation is still there.
"I wonder if the illusion at the center of the storm can be restored. Maybe there is still a chance. We still need to make the necessary preparations..."
Qin Sang thought of Taiyi Xingyu.
If he wanted to break into the storm later to explore the way, he might have to rely on Taiyi Xingyu. He decided to break through the late stage of becoming a god and try his best to improve his weapon refining skills and repair this treasure.
Thinking about this, Qin Sang waited and watched for a while, then retreated to the original route, but instead of returning to the cave, he went straight to the exit of Zhitan.
It is already the tenth day after the war.
It seemed that he was the only one left in the Zhi Altar. He did not meet any other real people or demon lords on the way. When Qin Sang arrived at Xiangyun outside the Zhi Altar, with his third eye, he saw that the outside world was quiet and there was not a single person.
Outside the Zhitan, there is a flat river. The mountains on the other side of the plain have all been leveled, and the land is in a mess.
Although the battlefield has been cleaned, the bloody smell never dissipates, which shows how tragic the final battle was.
He didn't want to be involved in the war and deliberately came out a few days late, so he didn't know which side was the winner.
The aura on the battlefield was extremely mixed and filled with the crazy aura of ferocious beasts, making it difficult to distinguish.
Qin Sang raised his head and looked at the sky.
The sky is gloomy, and there seems to be a layer of haze always shrouding this place.
Qin Sang knew that this was not a normal change in the weather, but the aftertaste of a powerful battle.
Sensing the lingering aura in the aftertaste, Qin Sang still felt frightened. There was no doubt that it was left by the great power in the integration stage, and the energy mechanism was very chaotic, with more than just two or three channels.
It can be judged from the lingering rhyme that the battlefield has been moving deeper into the Nie Yuan. I don't know what the outcome will be.
Qin Sang stayed outside the Zhitan for a while and then returned to the cave. He had to observe for a while before he could leave with confidence.
…
Inside the cave.
Qin Sang took the elixir, sat cross-legged and adjusted her breath, and waited until the injury healed and she woke up quietly.
As the saying goes, misfortune lies on the back of good fortune, and good fortune lies on the back of misfortune.
During this turmoil, Qin Sang lost a lot and gained equally.
Fight the demon lord and kill the demon king. After this battle, the later stage of becoming a god is just around the corner.
In order to recruit him, Zuo Zhenren taught him the way to refine the void, but because the Demon Saint interfered with the situation, the final battle did not happen, and Qin Sang took an advantage.
Although he still needs to exchange his military exploits, if the situation was not urgent, Zuo Zhenren would definitely not be so dedicated.
When thinking about harvest, I have to mention the beginning of everything.
The spiritual light of Qianjun Ring flashed, and two golden lights shot out, falling on Qin Sang's palm, shining brightly.
Diamond is very heavy.
"Vajra is the fruit of the Rudraksha tree, which contains the essence of the precious tree. It ranks among the top ten sacred trees and is known as the strongest and strongest tree in the world..."
Records about King Kong Shi flashed through Qin Sang's mind.
It is said that treasures made from Vajra are very hard and difficult to be destroyed. However, it is not a waste of resources if used to refine swords. The weapon-like treasures made from Vajra are extremely sharp and are designed to break through defensive magical powers.
"Although there are only two of them, they can greatly strengthen the sword body of the Yunyou Sword..."
Qin Sang thought to himself, summoned the Yunyou Sword, and put away one of them.
‘Buzz!’
The spiritual sword roared softly, and the sword light shrouded the Vajra Reality.
The sword has a spirit, and it seems that it also knows that diamond is a good thing, and can't wait to do it.
Qin Sang smiled, silently performed the mysterious power, and guided the Yunyou Sword to devour the sacred tree.
The sword light pulled the Vajra Solid, slowly rising from the palm of Qin Sang's hand. The Vajra Solid slowly rotated in the sword light, and its outer skin began to 'melt'.
Seeing a scene he hadn't seen for a long time, Qin Sang couldn't help but feel emotional, collected his mind and used all his strength to wield the sword.
In the end, the Yunyou Sword turned into a sword embryo, swallowed the Vajra Reality, turned it into the purest spiritual wood power, and gradually devoured it.
The sword embryo hangs in front of him.
Qin Sang sensed it carefully and nodded secretly after a moment.
The Yunyou Sword has advanced to the level of a spiritual treasure. It is no longer what it used to be. It can devour the sacred tree at a much faster speed than before. It won't take long to 'digest' this golden stone.
Put away the spirit sword.
Next, Qin Sang took out the other trophies bit by bit, sorted them into categories, and then remembered that there were two prisoners in the jar.
The spirit of a banshee, and a demon prince under the command of King Lingyou.
If you continue to stay in Zhitan to practice, it would be inconvenient to take them with you. Since you have decided to return to Jianxin Island to practice, you can leave them behind.
The road to ascension is uncertain, and he only has one helper, Mo Xingdao, and there are not enough people.
Both demons are people who understand current affairs, so it should not be difficult to subdue them.
However, Qin Sang was not in a hurry to release them. He stood up and walked out of the cave, glanced at them, and flew out of the flower field.
Two months have passed, and the shock caused by the storm still exists, and the surrounding phantom is slightly calmer than before.
After a while of shuttle, Qin Sang appeared above the blue sea of light, leaned down to look at the sea, sensed it, and escaped into the sea of light.
Dive at extreme speed.
Qin Sang went straight to the direction of the valley. When he arrived, what he saw was endless blue.
The valley disappeared.
Qin Sang did not give up and searched the surrounding area for a long time, even consuming blood essence and blood to help Tianmu Butterfly use its magical powers, but found no sign of the existence of the valley.
Hanging at the bottom of the sea, Qin Sang fell into deep thought.
The Rudraksha trees did not disappear into nothingness like other bubbles. Qin Sang intuitively felt that they still existed, but he didn't know where they were.
Although the valley appears here, there may not be entrances to other places.
But the blue sea of light is too vast, and the pressure I feel here at this time is extremely great. I don’t know how long it will take to search inch by inch.
"Come again if you have a chance in the future."
Qin Sang turned into lightning and broke through the sea, returned to the cave to check, and flew to the exit of the Zhitan.
There was dead silence outside the altar.
I don't know what the situation is now. Qin Sang didn't dare to go straight to Xingdao Fairy Lake. He first went west, made a long circle, and finally passed Shiraishiji to prop Sanji.
He was very careful along the way, and there were no accidents. He arrived at Shiraishiji smoothly, and then he felt the tense atmosphere.
After a little research, I learned that Daoting and Guifangguo were going crazy and sent troops to Huangquan Road, and the war was about to break out.
One of the pieces of news confused Qin Sang.
Not long ago, the Taoist court announced that the master of the Yintian Palace had joined the Arctic Exorcist Academy and was awarded the title of Third-grade Nine-Heaven Golden Tower Immortal and Nine-Heaven Visiting Envoy. The Arctic Exorcist Academy specially held a celebration at the Zhitan for this purpose, and had the True Lord pass on the decree, which was a great honor.
In Qin Sang's understanding, a true king does not care about secular affairs, and the third rank is the highest rank of Taoist immortal officials, the true master of one rule.
There are definitely only a handful of third-grade Immortal Officials. Even if you have advanced cultivation in the late stage of Lianxu, you may not be qualified if your merits and qualifications are not enough.
The relationship between Taoist court and Taoist temples is delicate. Although real people from various sects can serve in Taoist court, it may be difficult for them to sit in this position.
How virtuous and capable is the master of Yintian Palace?
Moreover, Yintian Palace is also a Taoist sect. The sect is located on Huangquan Road. It kills demons and eliminates demons without sparing any effort. There must be Taoist court supporting it behind it.
The two parties are already close, so wouldn't this be unnecessary?
Qin Sang was puzzled and returned to Gu Sanji with doubts. Along the way, the atmosphere was even more tense than that of Shiraishi.
When the war broke out, Gu Sanji was the first to bear the brunt, and all the monks were in danger.
When entering Xingdao Fairy Lake, Qin Sang was also interrogated and was allowed to go after taking out the Jianxin Island token given to him by the sword-wielding master.
Returning to Jianxin Island, the sword slave sensed that the formation was touched and immediately came out to greet him.
"The old slave meets the real person."
Even though both parties were already familiar with each other, the sword slave still saluted him to the letter.
Qin Sang tried to persuade him several times to no avail, so he had no choice but to let him go. He ducked down to the shore and looked at the cave of the sword-bearing master, "Is the sword-holding Taoist monk on the island now?"
The sword slave nodded, "Master has been in seclusion for a long time. If there is something important, I will wake up the master immediately."
"No need! Pindao is going to stay on Jianxin Island to practice. When the sword-wielding Taoist friends come out of seclusion, I will tell Pindao."
Qin Sang shook his head, stopped the sword slave, and walked towards his cave.
Qin Sang originally wanted to ask Zhijian Zhenren about his relationship with Zuo Zhenren. There will be many opportunities in the future, but he is not in a hurry.