Qin Sang left Xi Tu and came to an uninhabited sea area. He set up a formation and sat down cross-legged.
One person and one butterfly are connected in mind, and feeling the urgency in Tianmudie's thoughts, Qin Sang immediately uses the secret method to assist Tianmudie in passing the pass.
Time flies.
In the quiet night, a figure sat alone, and suddenly a little fluorescence appeared, revealing a swallowtail butterfly flying up and down.
The vitality of heaven and earth is affected by the butterfly, and rises and falls with the flapping of its wings. During the ups and downs, more and more vitality of heaven and earth is attracted, forming a spiritual tide visible to the naked eye, roaring over this sea area.
Suddenly, Qin Sang felt something in his heart and immediately activated the secret technique with all his strength. The Heavenly Eye Butterfly fluttered its wings and plunged into the vast spiritual tide.
The spiritual tide was raging, and the Heavenly Eye Butterfly seemed so weak and insignificant, but it was able to cut through the wind and waves without any fear, and rush into the depths of the spiritual tide.
A dazzling spiritual light bloomed from the butterfly wings, and the Heavenly Eye Butterfly stretched its body to its fullest, which was dazzlingly beautiful. Then, a whirlpool of spiritual energy was born with the butterfly wings as the center, constantly devouring the vitality of the world.
Qin Sang maintained contact with Tianmu Die, and at the same time dedicate part of his mind to protect her.
In the center of the spiritual tide, the waves are magnificent, and the shadows of swallowtails disappear and appear.
When the changes in the celestial phenomena were the most intense, Qin Sang woke up leisurely and looked up at the sky. At the same time, the spiritual tide suddenly fell silent. Under the calm night sky, a beautiful swallowtail butterfly circled and danced, sending bursts of joy and gratitude.
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Breaking through a small realm will not lead to qualitative changes. Qin Sang is concerned about the changes in the magical power of the Heavenly Eye Butterfly.
He raised his palm, and the Heavenly Eye Butterfly landed on his fingertips. The butterfly wings stopped flapping, and the Heavenly Eye showed a strange brilliance. Then, Qin Sang felt a soft wave spreading from the Heavenly Eye Butterfly.
The next moment, their figures all flashed, and then they appeared a hundred feet away.
Qin Sang looked thoughtful as he recalled his feelings just now. He was sure that this was not teleportation. He could clearly feel that there was a process in the process.
The moment the Tianmu Butterfly activates its magical power, they seem to have entered some strange state, existing in a way that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.
This feeling is difficult to describe in words, as if the Celestial Eye Butterfly has brought them into nothingness, or pulled them into a strange space. Of course, this description is exaggerated, and the Celestial Eye Butterfly is far from that powerful.
As Tianmudie's cultivation continues to improve, she will finally be able to comprehend this ability, but she still can't do it now.
When the Tianmu Butterfly activated its magical power, Qin Sang vaguely felt a faint strange brilliance, as if enveloped by a layer of divine light. Their change was obviously related to this.
"This magical power might as well be called Xu Xuan Divine Light," Qin Sang thought.
Xuxuan takes the meaning of illusion and mystery.
Qin Sang still cannot understand the true mystery of Xu Xuan Divine Light, so the name is suitable for the occasion.
In addition to breaking and crossing the forbidden seals of the formation, other magical uses of Xu Xuan Divine Light have not yet been discovered.
This is the most mysterious magical power since the Tianmu Butterfly was conquered. I remember that in the past, the magical powers that the Tianmu Butterfly always realized had mysterious powers that transcended its own realm in some aspects. Could the Xu Xuan Divine Light be the same?
In this way, we have already scratched the surface of the integration stage, so why is it so difficult to understand?
If it were an ordinary spiritual insect, Qin Sang would not dare to have such delusions, but don't forget that the Heavenly Eye Butterfly can swallow the Tribulation Thunder.
To a certain extent, Jie Lei represents the will of heaven and earth!
Next, Qin Sang asked Tianmudie to use it several times, but still had no clue, so he raised his escape light and fled back to the West.
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After the Tianmudie broke through, Qin Sang was sitting in charge of the branch altar while exploring the Xu Xuan Divine Light.
On this day, the restrictions outside the altar were triggered. Qin Sang woke up from drowsiness. With a sweep of his consciousness, he saw that it was a talisman sent by Bao Xi. It turned out to be Yuan Miao's visit.
"I don't know if it's good news or bad news..."
Qin Sang thought for a moment and appeared outside the altar.
Yuan Miao was at the Dabei Zen Temple at the moment, when Qin Sang arrived from the air. The eminent monks from the Dabei Zen Temple had been waiting in front of the temple gate and led him into the Main Hall.
Seeing Qin Sang, Yuan Mu asked repeatedly: "Fellow Daoist Qin, has the Minzhuo clan chief done anything unusual recently?"
"Pindao has been practicing hard in seclusion recently and has not received any such information. Fellow Taoist Yuan should have gained a lot from this trip, right?"
Qin Sang looked at Yuan Miao and saw that he looked dusty, but his expression was quite relaxed.
Yuan Miao grinned, "I asked the leader of the Zaizhen clan in person. Last time he defended the Minzuo clan leader and fought with fellow Taoists. There was a reason for it. Among the ancestors of the Yonghe and Changyou clans, there was a generation of clan leaders who had a close personal relationship with each other. Yonghe
The clan owes a favor to the Changyou clan, and this time the Minzhuo clan chief came to ask for help, and out of mercy, the Zaizhen clan chief agreed."
"So that's it," Qin Sang nodded and sighed, "I didn't expect that a small clan like the Changyou clan also has a profound heritage."
Yuan Miao smiled and said: "The origins between the various tribes may not be clear to them. Maybe there is a strong person in the Holy Realm behind a certain small tribe, but they have been practicing in the Holy Land and are not known to anyone."
Qin Sang's heart trembled, "Isn't it true that dividing the superior clan and the imperial clan follows the will of the strong people in the ancestral realm and the holy realm?"
Yuan Miao shook his head, "Unless the family is destroyed, those strong people will not care. The rise and fall is the law of heaven. As long as the bloodline can continue, there will be a day of resurrection. The difference between the superior clan and the imperial clan can only be seen outside the Holy Land.
For example, if we, the Zhu Yan clan, are beaten down by others one day, the strong men of our clan will not pay attention to them, and we will not be able to ask for help. We will definitely train ourselves hard and fight back on our own in the future!"
"I see……"
Qin Sang was thoughtful.
Yuan Miao thought Qin Sang was still worried, so he added: "After asking the leader of the Zizhen clan, I went to visit another one. For similar reasons, he had to agree to the permission of the Minzhuo clan leader. I have no relationship with the Taoist fellow.
Hatred, after seeing your strength, I don't want to offend you, so I hide my identity. In this way, Fellow Daoist Qin should not have to worry."
Qin Sang's expression moved slightly, "What Fellow Daoist Yuan means is..."
In fact, from the moment Yuan Miao recognized the Storm Realm on behalf of the Zhu Yan tribe, their situation was completely different from before.
With the approval of the Zhu Yan Clan, other Yu Clan cannot attack them in the name of expelling foreign tribes. How much treasure can the Changyou Clan alone bring to the table to invite these strong men to come out?
Yuan Miao nodded, "We have repaid our feelings last time, and they will not take action again in the future! After all, the Changyou clan's background is a little shallow. The leader of the Minzhuo clan may invite experts to protect the Changyou clan, so that they can communicate with the Taoist clan.
They may not be willing to fight friends to the death."
As he spoke, Yuan Miao's tone sank slightly, "I am telling fellow Taoist this to reassure fellow daoist. It is not to make fellow daoist put down his worries and attack the Changyou clan in a large scale!"
Qin Sang understood the idea and said seriously: "We only hope to gain a foothold in the Sea of Fog, and we never expect to exterminate the Changyou clan."
As long as the Holy Lake Formation is there, the bloodline of the Changyou clan will not be cut off.
"That's good!"
Yuan Miao's expression relaxed, "I've been out for so long, and I can finally go back and recover! Fellow Daoist Qin, see you later, I'll come back to bother you again in the future!"
Yuan Miao was resolute in his actions and would go as he pleased.
"Fellow Taoist, walk slowly!"
Qin Sang walked outside the temple gate, watched Yuan Miao leave, and then returned to the altar to continue to comprehend supernatural powers.
After nearly a thousand years, the Western Land has finally ushered in a rare peace.
Seeing Qin Sang's confidence in the altar, Master Huaiyin, after careful consideration, ordered the monks from the West to escape into the mortal world, lead the mortals back to the desert, open up oases, and restore the popularity of the desert.
Altars appear one after another in the desert, forming a large array of altars, and they are like a large woven net.
The oases they selected are all inside this large network. As long as the altar array is not destroyed, it is safe.
In the desert, groups of mortals appeared. They often took their families with them and migrated as a whole. Under the leadership of one or several monks, they slept in the open air and traveled through blue and blue roads in search of their dream home.
The yellow sand is long.
A series of footprints were clearly visible on the sand dune. The other side of the dune could provide shade. The team stopped here to avoid the scorching sun at noon. The camels and horses formed a large circle outside and pulled up the tarpaulin. It suddenly became much cooler.
Several large families were migrating together, and three monks were sitting in the middle of the crowd. In the scorching desert heat, they were still able to meditate and chant sutras without a drop of sweat on their bodies.
"There's a man there!"
A boy with good eyes suddenly pointed in the distance and shouted, everyone looked around, and after a while they were sure that there was indeed a person walking on a sand dune.
Everyone was surprised. There were so many of them, they prepared enough water and food, and bought a large number of camels, but they still found it very difficult.
That man seemed to have no luggage and was walking alone in the desert. How did he survive?
At this moment, someone let out a soft sigh, suspecting that he was dazzled, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and exclaimed: "That person is so fast!"
In the blink of an eye, the figure actually crossed a sand dune.
At this time, the three monks came out of concentration one after another and looked at the person coming with solemn expressions. They looked at each other for the last time and were about to sacrifice the magic weapon. Suddenly they felt a trance and their consciousness became hazy.
There was a strange scene in the crowd, with everyone looking blankly in the direction of the person coming.
The other party did not know when he had arrived in front of the crowd.
The person who came was dressed in white and had a feminine temperament. His limbs and facial features were no different from those of human beings, except that he looked extremely handsome. The only difference was that there was a strange bead inlaid between his eyebrows.
He looked at one of the monks, and the monk could not help but look at him, as if he was possessed, and told him everything he knew without the other party asking.
Then came the second, and then the third. When the three monks finished explaining, the man in white had already passed through the crowd and disappeared on the other side of the sand dune.
After the man in white left, the crowd returned to normal, and the three monks did not notice anything strange and continued to chant sutras.
In the desert, countless sand dunes rise and fall like waves.
The man in white was walking on the sand dunes, looking to the east, and said to himself: "I asked so many people, but they all gave the same words. The Qin Da Zhenren was very strict. It seems that he wanted to know what kind of altar it was.
, you must go and find out for yourself.”
He has never seen a Taoist altar, but he also knows that this kind of altar array must have priorities. It is too risky for him to come alone to explore the main altar. He might as well choose a sub-altar first and proceed step by step.
In addition, he suspected that there were many false altars in this kind of altar to confuse the public and confuse the enemy's judgment.
After pondering for a long time, the man in white withdrew his gaze and turned south.
Soon after, he came to the south and appeared on the top of a sand dune, overlooking the bottom.
There is an oasis under the sand dunes. There is a Buddhist temple in the oasis. The temple is heavily restricted and heavily guarded.
There is an altar in this Buddhist temple, and it is an unfinished altar.
The man in white believed that the completed altar must have been integrated with the main altar, and manipulations on it would be easily discovered by the owner of the altar, while it would not be as easy to spy on an unbuilt altar.
He walked towards the Buddhist temple and came to the temple door. The temple door opened silently and closed slowly again, and the monks in the temple were unaware of it.
The man in white entered the Buddhist temple and walked through the door and alley without disturbing anyone. The formation in the Buddhist temple seemed to be nothing.
Finally, he came to the backyard of the Buddhist temple. There was a deep well in the courtyard. Most of the monks in the temple were here, sitting cross-legged around the deep well, chanting scriptures.
There were waves of fluctuations coming from the well mouth, all of which were covered by the Buddhist temple formation.
The man in white stood at the door, watching with interest.
After waiting for a while, the monks stopped to adjust their breath. The fluctuations at the mouth of the well disappeared. A small colorful snake appeared from the sleeves of the man in white. He opened his mouth and breathed out a mouthful of snake breath into the courtyard.
The snake's breath is colorless and odorless, and soon it starts snoring loudly.
The man in white walked in and looked down at the well. He saw an altar at the bottom of the well, with an old monk sitting cross-legged on it, also sleeping.
A ray of breeze entered the well, the old monk was lifted out of the well, and the man in white appeared on the altar.
Looking across the altar, the man in white secretly said: "It's a bit interesting..."
He has never seen this kind of altar format before. If he goes back and asks the big worshiper, he might know something about it.
"I wonder where that evil creature found help?"
The man in white murmured, his eyes falling on a 'gap' in the altar, where the prohibition had not yet been engraved.
I already knew the content of these restrictions from the old monk, but I need to cooperate with the altar to know what kind of power it has.
He did not move rashly, and a shadow appeared behind him, like a strange-looking spiritual bird. The shadow clung to him, and his eyes began to change, like a pair of bird eyes.
The bird's pupils flashed with a dark light, and the man in white stared at the altar. Invisible fluctuations spread. Just as he was waiting for careful exploration, his brows suddenly frowned.
At the same time, Qin Sang, who was sitting in the separate altar, was awakened, his eyes flashed coldly, his figure flickered, and disappeared out of thin air.
The man in white frowned deeper and deeper, and just now he suddenly had an ominous premonition. There must be a reason for his whim, and he might have been exposed!
He obviously hasn't done anything yet.
The man in white believes in his own spiritual sense. The only explanation is that the master Qin Da's ability to control the altar is far beyond imagination. It also shows that the power of this altar formation is extremely concentrated.
Although it is still unclear what power the altar has, exploring this can already explain a lot. This altar formation is not simple!
Fortunately, the altar formation was not completed, otherwise I might be in big trouble this time!
Thinking of this, the man in white immediately left the Buddhist temple and, uncharacteristically, used his escape technique to fly through the air.
Regardless of whether you are exposed or not, you cannot stay here for long!