Qin Sang left behind Master Qi's true disciples and two sturdy registered disciples.
Both of them are registered disciples of Master Qi. They were specially selected by Qin Sang to pass on the "Chongxuan Book". However, Qin Sang has no intention of reestablishing Chongxuan Guan and will not let them call them master until they have completed their studies.
, established his own sect.
Qin Sang stirred up his true energy and activated the fire chamber formation. The power of the flames became more and more powerful, and the heat was abnormal.
Although it was not the first time for the five disciples to observe Qin Sang's weapon refining, it was just a practice before. They stood aside cautiously, not daring to express their anger, for fear that something would go wrong.
"Don't be nervous. What you have learned has surpassed that of your master. As long as you don't slack off, stay calm and follow Pindao's instructions, there will be no problem," Qin Sang glanced at them and said calmly.
"Junior, remember the teachings and don't dare to slack off," the five of them saluted in unison.
Qin Sang stopped talking. He flicked his fingers, and treasures of light flew out. There were broken Mingshan armors, and various spiritual objects and treasures. The most precious parts were obtained from the Taoist court.
He plans to refining the Mingshan Armor as inner armor, but he will not completely restore it to its original form. Master Qi laid a good foundation back then, and there were many ideas that could not be realized due to his ability. Qin Sang is now able to do it.
Except for the most important spiritual materials, which were basically tempered by five disciples, Qin Sang had been holding the Mingshan Armor and carving something on it.
The five of them knew that the opportunity was rare and worked conscientiously. Qin Sang occasionally made a few remarks, but there were no major mistakes.
After completing the preliminary preparations, the five of them all looked exhausted, but none of them wanted to leave at this time. Instead, they were a little excited because Qin Sang was about to start the furnace.
There were not many places where they could intervene in the subsequent refining, but Qin Sang would make some explanations from time to time, and their words and deeds would benefit them a lot.
One month later.
The power of the flames slowly faded away. Qin Sang stared at the red flames and moved his hand. A red light came into his hands and the flames burned his palms.
The five of them all looked at Qin Sang's palm expectantly.
An object was gradually revealed in the fire, which was a piece of inner armor. It looked very soft and soft, and could not be touched even if it was rolled up. It could not feel the weight, but it was not silk. There were still residual flames on the surface, and it could not be damaged at all.
After the flames dissipated, Qin Sang felt a warmth and coolness in his palm. True energy was poured into it, and it unfolded into an inner armor as thin as a cicada's wings.
Qin Sang took out the sword in his palm and stabbed the inner armor with one sword.
‘Whoosh!’
There was a sound like the sound of gold pieces, but the inner armor just swayed and was not damaged, not even a scratch.
"That's right! There is no need to change the name. From now on we will still call it Mingshan Kai."
Qin Sang showed a smile, nodded with satisfaction, performed some rituals, activated the Mingshan Armor and put it on inside the robe, it was as light as nothing.
"You are good students practicing cultivation, and I will come back to test your homework when I have time."
With that said, Qin Sang closed the fire chamber formation, stood up and walked out.
The five people respectfully accepted the order, respectfully sent Qin Sang out of the house, and hurriedly went into seclusion.
After leaving Qi Mansion, Qin Sang went west alone. As usual, he first visited Venerable Zhenru to discuss the Sun Wheel Seal.
After years of study by Qin Sang and other eminent monks from Jingtai Temple, their understanding of the Sun Wheel Seal has gradually deepened.
However, Qin Sang clearly felt that when he understood the inner scene and the outer scene, he began to understand the Dharma, and the speed at which he understood the Sun Seal became faster.
After stopping briefly at Jingtai Temple, Qin Sang continued westward, stepped into the Baishi Zhizhi Altar, and met Yuan Zhenren.
"Decided? Oh? It turns out that there is another breakthrough in cultivation. It seems that you are quite confident this time," a trace of surprise flashed in Yuan Zhenren's eyes.
Qin Sang said calmly: "Whether it succeeds or not, we cannot delay it any longer. If the opportunity to fight is delayed, I will only fear death without redemption."
"The situation is not that bad yet, but it is good to prepare in advance." Yuan Zhenren did not return the war drum to him, but took out a jade slip. "It contains Pindao's experience over the years. You can take it for detailed reference. Let's start the furnace.
The fire array must be adjusted accordingly in order to better suit the treasure, which is also described in the "Chongxuan Book". There are many taboos in the governance circle, and I can only do it through personal experience."
"Thank you for your trouble, senior," Qin Sang took the jade slip, bowed, and was led to a golden palace by the golden-armored guards to retreat and meditate.
In this retreat for nearly half a year, Qin Sang received guidance from Master Gu and Master Yuan, and became more confident.
Zhitanhuo indoor.
Qin Sang sat cross-legged on one side of Yan Huo, and Yuan Zhenren sat opposite. He glanced at Qin Sang through the firelight and said, "Let's get started."
Qin Sang took a deep breath and threw the war drum in his hand into the flames. At this time, the war drum had been restored to its original state by Yuan Zhenren.
At the same time, each precious spiritual object was sacrificed by Qin Sang and began to be tempered.
With Master Yuan helping to control the fire, Qin Sang felt much more relaxed.
He will not be so arrogant as to think that he can repair the acquired spiritual treasure by himself with the guidance of Zhongxuan Guan inheritance and Yuan Zhenren.
If the two masters of weapon refining hadn't passed on their experiences to him one after another and had clear ideas, pointing out the direction for him, and letting Qin Sang start from scratch, I don't know how long it would have taken for him to settle down.
Qin Sang firmly remembered every word spoken by Master Gu and Yuan Zhenren. His purpose was to grow from this weapon refining, rather than to act independently.
The spiritual fire changed in Qin Sang's hands, and the essence was extracted from each spiritual object. To prevent failure, Yuan Zhenren prepared three copies, but Qin Sang's performance was much easier than he expected.
Gradually, Master Yuan relaxed his control over the spiritual fire, and found that Qin Sang was still able to handle it with ease. His ability to control fire was extraordinary, and his spiritual sense was also extremely keen. He couldn't help but show approval on his face.
The spiritual object was completely tempered, and Qin Sang let his mind sink into the war drum without any distractions.
At the same time, he was making seals with his hands, controlling wisps of flames, and hitting the drum surface with light or heavy blows.
'Boom! Boom! Boom!'
The drum beat continuously and was sealed in the fire room by the spiritual formation.
After a while, a red light glowed on the surface of the war drum, becoming more and more dazzling, almost competing with the spiritual fire.
Surprisingly, a thin layer of sweat broke out on Qin Sang's forehead at this time. Obviously, this step was not easy.
As time went by, the war drum changed again, and thin threads appeared faintly in the red light, which were countless forbidden runes. They were so complicated that ordinary monks would feel dizzy just looking at them.
Qin Sang was tireless and stared at the drum head with burning eyes.
There is a very important step in refining the weapon, which is called opening up the Qi veins. Repairing the treasure must also start from this step. Qin Sang's move is to stimulate the remaining Qi veins of the war drum to sort out and repair them.
The war drum was damaged, the energy veins were withered, and the chaos was abnormal. Even with the guidance of two weapon masters, Qin Sang still felt a lot of pressure.
I don’t know the day or night in the fire room.
Qin Sang was selflessly immersed in it and did every step steadily.
The essence tempered by spiritual objects floated quietly around Qin Sang. After an unknown amount of time, Qin Sang finally attracted a ball of green spirit energy and slowly floated towards the hole in the war drum.
Qing Ling Qi covers the entrance of the cave, curling up and down. The Qin Sang Seal Secrets change continuously, and streams of light hit the cave entrance. The drum surface resonates with the Qing Ling Qi. The Qing Ling Qi gradually condenses and turns into a layer of gauze that fits just right at the cave entrance.
After completing this step, Qin Sang breathed a long sigh of relief and looked excited.
"Very good! Pindao prepared five Origin Silk Grasses for you. I didn't expect you to succeed in the first try. It seems that you are quite talented, but you haven't had the guidance of a famous teacher before. Let's take a rest first," Yuan Zhenren nodded repeatedly and took action.
Help Qin Sang steady the war drum.
Even though Qin Sang was no longer in need of encouragement, she couldn't help but feel refreshed when she heard the great master's praise, and immediately fell into meditation and adjusted her breath.
As the balls of spiritual essence were thrown into the fire, the holes on the drum surface were gradually filled up, leaving almost no trace of damage.
There are occasional misses in the middle, which is harmless.
However, it has not yet reached its completion, and it takes only half a century to travel a hundred miles. The next step is to truly blend the spiritual object with the drum body and connect the Qi veins, which is the most difficult step!
"call!"
Qin Sang adjusted his breath again, exhaled softly, his face was solemn, and he put his palms directly into the fire.
The spiritual fire was strong, and at first the war drum remained unchanged, but then it seemed to be melted, and a glaze-like luster appeared, spreading over the holes and flowing over the entire drum body.
In the end, the original appearance of the war drum was no longer visible, and it turned into a brilliant red spirit fetus.
"Don't miss this opportunity, don't hesitate!"
Master Yuan drank lightly to remind him.
Qin Sang did not hesitate and immediately inserted a seal that had been prepared into the red spiritual fetus.
'brush!'
The crimson spiritual fetus burst out with a wave of vibrations, shaking the spiritual fire, but was suppressed by Yuan Zhenren in time.
Qin Sang had no time to be distracted at this moment, staring closely at every change in the red spiritual fetus and taking action quickly.
'Bang! Bang! Bang!'
The crimson spirit fetus shrank inward amid constant vibrations, and the enamel flowed faster and faster, indicating that fusion was taking place inside.
Finally, when the spirit fetus shrank to one level, no matter how many seals Qin Sang used, he could not change the spirit fetus at all.
Sweat dripped from Qin Sang's forehead again. Firstly, it was a great consumption, and secondly, it was not as smooth as expected and encountered difficulties.
'Snapped!'
Qin Sang clasped the red spiritual fetus tightly with both palms, and rich blood energy emerged. He did not hesitate to use the secret technique of Chongxuan Guan at the expense of his essence. The blood energy poured into the spiritual fetus crazily, finally causing the spiritual fetus to become distorted, and the outline of a war drum was vaguely shaped.
Every next step is extremely difficult.
Until later, the intact war drum was almost born, but Qin Sang found that no matter what he did, he was always short of breath.
Seeing that the consumption was becoming more and more intense and it was unsustainable, Qin Sang finally turned his eyes and looked at Yuan Zhenren.
The next moment, powerful true energy spurted out from the palm of Yuan Zhenren's palm, the temperature of the fire chamber skyrocketed, and the spiritual fire condensed to the extreme in an instant, and all of it was absorbed into the red spiritual fetus.
'boom!'
A wave of fire swept across the fire chamber.
A spiritual drum suddenly appeared in the center of the fire wave. The holes on the drum's surface were gone, and the precious light emitted by the drum was thicker and warmer than the one after Master Gu's repair.
Qin Sauna played with it in his hand, felt it, handed it to Yuan Zhenren, and recalled the process of refining it, feeling a little regretful.
If it were Master Gu, he should have done better than him, but Master Gu's cultivation level was not as good as him, so the difference was not in cultivation level, but in his understanding of the art of weapon refining.
However, after this experience, Qin Sang has gained a lot of enlightenment, and he can't wait to find a place to understand it. After digesting what he gained from this experience, his weapon refining skills will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.
‘Boom!’
The sound of drums awakened Qin Sang from deep thought.
Yuan Zhenren knocked on it several times and said in deep thought: "The remaining power is close to the spirit treasure. I will be in seclusion for a long time... Taoist fellow Taoist must also be eager to go into seclusion, so I won't keep you."
"Thank you, Master Yuan, for your advice."
Qin Sang stood up, bowed and thanked him, and exited the fire room. He counted with his fingers and found that more than three months had passed.
The deal between him and Daoting has been completed, and the war drum no longer belongs to him, but Yuan Zhenren did not refuse him to come for advice in the future.
No matter which aspect he considered, Qin Sang felt that he had made a profit.
Master Yuan was in seclusion, and it was inconvenient for him to stay in Zhitan for a long time, so he borrowed a quiet room from Master Gu.
…
one year later.
Qin Sang left the customs, left Baishizhi, went north alone, and returned to Gushanzhizhi altar without incident.
Passing through the auspicious clouds and entering the Golden Palace, Qin Sang sent out a signal, and soon there was a ray of light flying towards him, it was Mo Xingdao.
"It took me a while to discuss the art of refining weapons with Master Gu," Qin Sang apologized.
"It's okay! After receiving the message from fellow Taoist, I came here and went to explore it alone. Unfortunately, I didn't get close to the storm scene that fellow Taoist mentioned, so I felt exhausted and didn't dare to continue taking risks." Mo Xingdao sighed, "It's really true inside
Unrecognizable!"
While talking, the two of them crossed the Jiuqu Galaxy, walked through the illusion, and arrived at the edge of the illusion storm.
Mo Xingdao stood in front of the storm and remained silent for a long time.
Qin Sang said: "You can only know what the inside of the storm looks like when you go in!"
With that said, Qin Sang set up the altar, opened the eight doors, and called out the Marquis of Gui.
Guihou's magical powers were truly amazing. He recovered his physical body in just a few decades and regained 80% of his strength.
Guihou was frightened when he learned that he was going to break into the Phantom Storm, but he did not dare to disobey Qin Sang's order.
Then, Qin Sang took out some protective talismans, and the three of them each showed their magical powers, formed a formation of three talents, and tentatively flew towards the storm.
Qin Sang was in front, using all the body-protecting magical powers such as the Great Vajra Seal, the Divine Light of Clutch and the Mingshan Armor, and the Wandering Sword hanging upside down above his head, the sword light enveloped the three of them.
The moment he entered the storm, waves of chaotic aura hit his face. The wind was as fierce as a knife. Qin Sang's whole body was shaken. He stepped heavily on the void and forcibly stabilized his body. The light of the wandering sword shone brightly, covering the three of them.
With Qin Sang supporting them, Guihou and Mo Xingdao endured much less pressure. They tried their best to maintain the battle formation, assisted Qin Sang, and slowly flew towards the center of the storm.
Their speed was very slow, stopping and stopping until they were sure it was safe before moving forward.
The situation is better than expected. The original boundary of the phantom can still be found outside the storm, indicating that it is expected to recover.
However, as the three of them went deeper, the scene before them became more and more shocking.
Qin Sang followed the route in his memory, but there was no trace of the illusion behind him. It was almost complete chaos, a devouring storm, and became increasingly dangerous.
In the end, there was still a long way to go to the Red Gold Spiritual Needle. Guihou and Mo Xingdao felt exhausted and had to retreat.
Guihou's current strength is the lowest among the three. He is panting heavily and has lingering fears.
Mo Xingdao looked downcast and said nothing.
Qin Sang knew what he was thinking and could only comfort him with a few words. The Taoist court had a weapon refining inheritance similar to the puppet technique. Even if he couldn't find the way to ascend, he could still find a way to find it for him.
While speaking, Qin Sang was thinking of Taiyi Xingyu.
Now it seems that if you want to brave the storm, even if you have enough manpower, you must have a powerful protective treasure. According to Baogu's message, Taiyi Xingyu has both the ability to escape and protect, so it is time to start repairing it. ()