Min Zhuo turned away the others and ordered his clan elders to guard the door. Only Min Shu entered the temple.
"Father……"
Min Shu wanted to say something, but Min Zhuo waved his hand to stop him.
Minzhuo sat cross-legged before giving the confession, took out a jade bottle, and swallowed the elixir in the bottle. As the medicine dissipated, his breath gradually stabilized and improved slightly.
But the worry in Minshu's eyes did not subside in the slightest. His father's injury was too serious. These pills could only help him temporarily delay the injury, but could not make him get better quickly.
Those foreigners were restrained by King Lu's army and there was nothing to worry about, but there were still various threats such as ferocious beasts in the dirty land.
The source of Qing Ling's energy is mysterious and unpredictable, and it is surrounded by dangers. It is impossible to get close until the second level of the Sky Realm. With my father's current state, it is very dangerous to force his way into this place.
After refining the medicinal power and adjusting his breath for a moment, Minzhuo raised his hand to make a false gesture, and a jade box flew out from under the confession table.
Minshu looked over curiously. His father had trained him to be the next generation clan leader. He would not shy away from any treasures in the clan, but this was the first time he saw this jade box.
'Crack!'
The jade box is opened.
A look of surprise flashed in Minshu's eyes. There was actually a box full of white wax inside!
It looked like just the most ordinary white wax, and Minshu didn't sense any unusual fluctuations.
Minzhuo moved his lips slightly, muttered words, and hit several seals one after another on several stone pillars in the hall. Blue light floated on the surface of the stone pillars, revealing densely packed runes, which together formed a formation.
The jade box is suspended in the center of the formation.
Then, all the stone pillars vibrated and shot out streams of blue light at the same time. They all sank into the jade box, and soon a light blue flame was seen igniting in the jade box.
The flame burned on the surface of the white wax, as if it had burned away a layer of seal. The white wax began to melt, and Minzhuo made another seal. The white wax flowed out like oil.
'Tick tock!'
'Tick tock!'
…
The melted white wax fell to the ground and piled up to a person's height. Then it squirmed like a living creature, gradually growing limbs and a head, showing a human-like outline, turning into a 'wax man'.
White wax is constantly flowing on the body of the wax man. It has no facial features or feet. There is a puddle of wax oil underneath its body. When it moves, it will drag out an obvious wax mark on the ground.
The wax man slowly 'walked' towards Min Zhuo. His movements were very slow. Min Zhuo stood up. When the wax man came in front of him, he suddenly took a step forward.
Two figures overlap.
The next moment, Min Zhuo passed through the wax man's body. The moment he left the wax man's body, his face turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye, his aura rose rapidly, and he was no longer weak, as if his injuries were healed instantly.
Min Shu couldn't help but widen his eyes in disbelief. He hurriedly looked at the wax man, and saw that the wax man's face also had clear facial features, exactly like his father. In fact, the wax man's face was just like his father's, looking weak.
abnormal.
In this situation, it is as if Minzhuo took away the life force of the wax man and transferred his injuries to the wax man, and he completely recovered.
Min Zhuo lowered his head, looked at his hands, then looked inside himself, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The ancestors of the Changyou clan also lived a prosperous life. After countless years, some heritage remains, such as this box of white wax.
In the vast world, in addition to a few major mainstream races, there are countless strange races of creatures. In the endless years, wars have continued. Some have become slaves, some have struggled to survive hiding in a corner, and are unknown, and many have become extinct.
It is said that there is a kind of creature called a wax man, but Minzhuo is not sure whether this box of white wax is made from a wax man.
The clan's classics do not record the origin of the jade box, only the functions of this white wax.
For a person who is seriously injured, awakening the wax man can allow the wax man to bear the pain for him and restore his full strength. Doing so will not heal the injury, but will only temporarily transfer the injury to the wax man.
During this process, the wax man has been burning. When the wax man burns out, the injury will immediately break out on the original owner, and the damage will be doubled.
The wax man will completely disappear from the world when it is burned. The ancestral precepts require that it must be used to deal with the crisis when the Changyou clan is facing life and death.
Today, only this jade box is left in the Changyou clan.
The wax man stood frozen on the spot, with his eyes closed tightly, and the flames burned on his body, exuding a fragrant smell.
Min Zhuo looked at Min Shu and handed him a token, "You activate this formation in the palace to guard the wax man and don't allow anyone to enter the ancestral palace!"
"My child obeys!"
Minshu bowed and obeyed, his face filled with excitement and reverence.
…
When the big worshipper walked out of Luwang Luanjia, he subconsciously looked to the east, stared for a long time, flew to the top of a mountain, and tapped lightly under his feet.
After a moment, a figure flashed out, it was the young master.
"I don't know why the great worshiper is summoned?"
The young master asked knowingly.
The great worshiper bowed his hands and said, "I am about to ask the young master for advice. In addition to the Xuandi Yellow Scroll, can the Wuding Bajitu evolve other magical powers?"
The young master said "Oh", "Are you ready to continue the attack?"
"Exactly!"
The great worshiper explained, "Now that Master Qin has revealed his true cultivation, it can be seen that the status of Dabei Zen Temple must be very important, and there should be an important altar here. The king has ordered that the Zen temple be breached as soon as possible and the altar be destroyed!"
"That makes sense! But the Master Qin is really unexpected. Li Yue probably won't be able to take on the big job. However, if the Great Priest takes action himself, will it be absolutely foolproof?" the young master asked tentatively.
The great priest did not deny it. He said "I dare not" and said modestly: "Maybe the enemy is still hiding his strength. I can only do my best."
"The great sacrifice is for Xia Changshi? I know that old guy quite well. Xia Changshi is not a master who can swallow his anger. If he were still alive, he would have brought Qin Zhenren to kill him!"
The young master shook his head slightly. Like the great minister, Qin Sang revealed his true strength and strengthened their previous judgment.
However, the young master didn't know how much effort the Grand Priest spent in getting rid of Xia Changshi and how many back-ups it had left in order to get rid of Xia Changshi, so he didn't dare to make a conclusion.
"Although I am the master of Wuding Bajitu, I have completely handed over the treasure map to Lu Qian. The technique of Xuandi Yellow Scroll is Baotu's most mysterious magical power. When this technique is activated for the first time, even though the Qin Master's fiery eyes , it is impossible to come up with a solution so quickly, so there is no need to worry." The young master comforted.
The great worshiper grasped the key, "Now? What the young master means is that the treasure map can continue to improve?"
"When you capture Zhenren Qin and slaughter all the foreign monks, it is best to kill a few strong Void Refiners. The power of the treasure map may continue to increase," the young master said vaguely, but the content was extremely cold.
Hearing this, the Grand Priest's eyes flashed, "Young Master, are you using the essence and blood of our two monks to water the treasure map?"
"No!"
The young master shook his head repeatedly and said in a deep voice, "I am trying my best to help King Lu conquer the powerful enemy!"
The great worshiper was silent, and Shaoshi and Wuding Bajitu were indeed invited by King Lu personally, so they could not blame each other.
The snipe and the clam fight, and the fishermen gain. This has been the way of the world since ancient times. As long as this battle can be won, it is acceptable for the young master and the royal family to gain some benefits.
The young master turned around and looked at the battlefield. He knew that the great worshiper was actually worried about him, so he said: "Lu Gan has been able to control the Wuding Bajitu by himself, and it is running smoothly. I don't need to continue to look after me. In this battle, I will stand up." , plunder the array for the great sacrifice!”
"So I would like to thank you in advance, Master Young Master!"
The great worshiper bowed solemnly.
The young master's guess was right, he was indeed a little worried.
Although he is confident that with his strength, he can come and go with ease when faced with the siege of Qin Sang and Xia Changshi. But it is undeniable that in addition to his own magical power transfer technique, everyone must rely on the Wuding Bajitu to protect themselves and their lives. .
Before, the young master had no reason to betray them, but Qin Sang showed tyrannical strength, and he still couldn't produce evidence that Xia Changshi had fallen. This was enough to shake the young master and the royal family.
His purpose was to force the young master out and let King Lu keep an eye on him, so that Lu Qian could control the Wuding Bajitu alone. He took action personally to let the young master see who was the real strong one. Who to side with is the right choice!
After discussing with the great minister, the young master did not return to the underground, but flew straight towards King Luanjia.
Seeing the young master entering Luanjia, the great worshipper withdrew his gaze and turned to the west.
Up to this point in the battle, the direction of the situation was beyond his expectation. The Grand Priest finally understood why he was so cautious about these aliens. Even if the attitude of the Zhu Yan clan was not considered, these aliens were not easy to deal with.
It's a pity that that person didn't want to reveal his identity, otherwise there would be no suspense in this battle.
However, risks always coexist with benefits, and they will definitely not back down.
After thinking for a long time, the great minister issued several orders one after another.
After receiving the order, the strong men felt awe-inspiring and hurriedly concentrated on regulating their breathing, waiting for the next battle.
…
Qingyang Temple.
The thunder altar is suspended in the air, and there is a green luan falling on it, which is the dharma image of Qin Sang.
Dharmakaya is sitting with his eyes closed, as if he has fallen into a deep sleep. The deity and Dharmakaya who are far away in Dabei Zen Temple are also sitting in the meditation hall at this moment, meditating on something.
A picture kept flashing in his mind.
It was the entire process from the time when the Xuanhuang light was broken, the eight clear pools of the Wuding Eight Extremes appeared, to the scroll appearing in the world, and then to Minzhuo being rescued.
All this happened almost instantly, but was divided into scenes by Qin Sang.
He clearly remembered all the scenes, and they were vividly reflected in his memory. Every picture, every abnormal breath, he took the trouble to figure out countless times.
While reminiscing, Qin Sang was also deducing, with his hands hanging on his knees, his fingertips occasionally flicking, and mysterious fluctuations flashed.
Gradually, the scene in his memory changed. The green water and green mountains that had changed from desert turned into a blurry picture in Qin Sang's eyes.
Just as the young master said, Qin Sang couldn't deduce much from just one shot. Who knows, Qin Sang doesn't need to deduce too detailed, as long as he can judge the approximate grade and power of the treasure, it is enough.
No one on either side disturbed Qin Sang.
After the last battle, there was peace for a long time. The enemy formation was extremely calm and there was no sign of sending troops. But everyone understood that the truce was only temporary. The monks stationed in the West and the owners of many altars were using precious time to adjust their breath and recover.
At this moment, Qingyangguan's mountain-protecting formation was touched, and Shi Xue visited again.
"The filthy air has begun to recede, and there is still no news from Junior Sister. What should we do now?"
Shi Xue was anxious.
Before, Qin Sang asked her to go back and wait, but she still hasn't waited for Liuli. Something must have happened.
As for Qing Ling's energy, Shi Xue no longer dared to hope for it.
She learned about the current situation through Su Nu and Tong Lingyu, and knew that this was the most critical moment in the Storm Realm. Qin Sang and Su Nu both believed that King Lu's side had been demoralized, and there would be a fierce battle next. The young master and
At least one of the two top masters of the Great Enshrinement is about to take action, most likely it will be the Great Enshrinement.
The filthy energy began to recede at this time, and it was difficult for them to divide their forces. They would definitely not be able to compete with the Changyou clan this time. But as long as this battle could be won, the Qingling energy would forever belong to the Storm Realm, and temporary gains and losses would not matter.
"I already know. You go back and tell Master Tong Palace to send some experts from Xuantian Palace to the dirty land," Qin Sang said.
"Alas! These people can't compete with the Changyou Clan."
Shi Xue sighed, knowing in her heart that she only obeyed fate in everything she did, and whatever she could get was worth it.
As for the whereabouts of Liuli, she believed that Qin Sang would not care about it, but it was really inappropriate now, so she could only hope that Liuli Jiren would find his own destiny.
After seeing Shi Xue off, Qin Sang also frowned. He resisted the urge to ask the Yuan Xiang clan leader and thought about the various variables that had arisen this time.
He had previously deduced that the source of Qingling Qi might hide unknown secrets, attracting the Changyou clan and pushing the Minzhuo clan chief to make various seemingly unreasonable decisions.
Is it really just a coincidence that the filthy air has receded and the Minzhuo clan leader happened to be injured this time?
According to common sense, facing the powerful King Lu's army, even if Qin Sang had doubts, he had no time to take care of him at the moment.
But the leader of the Minzhuo clan never imagined that the power of the Thunder Altar cannot be measured by common sense.
Qin Sang had full confidence in the power of the Thunder Altar and the fourth-level Thunder Talisman Sacrifice Thunder Affidavit. Back then, he wanted to rely on the Thunder Altar and negotiate with the Zhu Yan tribe to gain a habitat for the Storm Realm, not to mention his opponents.
It is just one of the four royal families of the Siyou clan.
Once it is fully activated, there will only be two results.
Either Da Zongfeng and others were killed by thunder, and King Lu's army was defeated.
Either Da Chong and others were lucky enough to survive, and King Lu withdrew his troops.
Unless they invite powerful people from the Holy Realm to come out, they will definitely not dare to attack the Storm Realm again.
Qin Sang worked hard to achieve the first result, which was also his journey to enlightenment. As for the safety of the Storm Realm, he no longer worried about it the moment the Thunder Altar was built.
In this case, does he really dare not be distracted?
not necessarily!
The premise is that the secret of the source of Qing Ling Qi is worth the risk of losing.
After all, in his view, the next battle should be one of the best times to take action if the big priest comes out. Spreading the strength at this time may result in falling short of the success and missing the opportunity.
Dabei Zen Temple.
Qin Sang weighed the gains and losses and pondered for a long time. Finally, he left the meditation hall with his dharma body and quietly returned to Qingyang Temple.
On the thunder altar.
Qingluan Master slowly stood up, nodded to the deity, then fluttered his wings, turned into a ray of green light, and disappeared into the nine heavens.