d there were shattered by the beams of light, becoming powder and revealing what had been concealed beneath.In the very center of the square, there is a circular stone platform.The stone platform was...Su Zi-nan smiled and shared the good news with Lao Wu.
But what he did was to harm the loyal and righteous.
Silk net is drawn from the sinews of a spiritual python raised in a snake's den. This spiritual python is called a Di Zhu Long, and it's not an exaggeration to call its sinews dragon tendons.
The Dragon Tendon is first steeped in spiritual herbs for a hundred years, then undergoes ninety-nine refining processes, ultimately becoming a net. It is transparent and concealed, and its resilience is unparalleled in the world.
The old man fell into the trap and was caught in the web.
"Beast!"
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Wu Lao never imagined that the person he raised with his own hands would bring him to ruin.
Su Zi Nan remained unmoved. Not only was there no shame in his expression, but his eyes held a deep anticipation instead.
The dragon sinews tightened, forming a grid of python shadows. These dragon sinews seemed to have transformed back into earthbound dragons, their heads and tails connected, their bodies entwined and writhing incessantly.
'Bang!'
The dragon tendon net suddenly bulged in the middle, with a muffled sound.
The Blooddrinking Demon Scythe went berserk within the web.
Su Zinan let out a snort, and with languid fingers, he lightly tapped the void. A grand Chinese light suddenly manifested, forming a talisman array. As its energy pulsed, the talisman shadows swirled and converged within the net, their target being the Blood-Drinking Demon Spear.
Every time a talismanic shadow landed on the Blood Drinking Devil Halberd, its brilliance dimmed by a fraction. To Old Wu's feeling, this treasure became increasingly heavy, and a layer of separation formed between him and his natal magic weapon.
Su Zinan knew Lao Wu very well.
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The traps are not only dragon sinew nets, but also formations specifically targeting the Blood Drinking Demon Spear!
U Lao's throat let out a strange "du" sound, blood shadows reappeared on his body, but they were much thinner than the ones during his fight with Qin Sang. Judging by U Lao's twisted expression, he was also finding it more difficult to control them.
The blood shadow was killed by the sun god tree, which had a great impact on Lao Wu.
Wu Lao forcibly summoned Blood Shadow to assist in casting the Shattering Illusion Demon Spear, but three faceless heads swooped down. Their bare faces split open with gaping maws, devouring most of Blood Shadow in an instant.
The momentum of the Blood-drinking Demon Saber waned.
The move was almost broken.
Wu Lao roared with fury, burning his blood essence, and single-handedly forced the completion of the Po Wang Magic Spear.
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The dragon sinew net was taut, with two crisscrossing bloodstains glaring in the middle. With a 'crack' sound, the dragon sinew snapped, and the Earth-Bound Dragons let out silent wails as the net was torn apart by the bloodstains.
At this time, the power of the talisman was condensing on the surface of the Blood-Drinking Devil Blade, like a layer of frost had formed, causing its light to dim and making it unusable at will.
Elder Wu didn't even dare to compete for his own natal magic treasure, instead taking out a talisman disk with his palm. The runes on this disk were very simple, only three!
'Bang!'
The talisman shattered, and the spirit symbols flew out.
Three matches one, the power condenses a pair of blood wings in the void, crimson dripping with blood, fierce and menacing!
The blood wings flashed into existence between Lao Wu's ribs, flapping suddenly.
The old man's body transformed into a blood-red rainbow, breaking through the air and escaping.
Unexpectedly, the bloodwing flapped only once. A luminous array suddenly appeared in the medicine pool, shooting out a faint black light that struck the old crow in mid-air. With a loud 'pop', the old crow's body exploded into a cloud of blood mist, leaving no bones behind.
“Don't you remember, I learned all these skills from you...”
Su Zinan let out a strange smile, his eyes shifting, slowly looking towards one side of the bamboo forest.
‘Bang!’
The earth layer exploded.
A blood shadow shot into the sky, it was Lao Wu's Nascent Soul. He abandoned his physical body, trying to escape unnoticed.
At this time, his Nascent Soul's eyes were tightly shut, trembling uncontrollably, and had lost all spiritual awareness.
Three faceless heads whirled around Yuan Ying at high speed, continuously spewing out chilling ghostly qi.
One faceless head couldn't bear it anymore, slammed into the other two companions fiercely, opened its mouth wide, and swallowed Lao Wu's Nascent Soul in one gulp. It flew back to its master impatiently.
Two more let out disgruntled shrieks, but they were helpless.
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Su Zinan was now sitting cross-legged on the ground, his fingers forming intricate hand seals, channeling power into the head that had swallowed Lao Wu's Nascent Soul.
Heads rolled back and forth, emitting shrill screams.
In a short while, the head finally fell still. Its smooth surface bulged in some places and caved in others, as if features were being conjured out of thin air. The face that took shape looked exactly like Old Wu's.
A wisp of eerie, ghostly mist hovered above the head. The withered soul of Old U resided here, lost in despair.
The old ghost, Wu Lao Gui, 'whoa' opened his eyes and saw Su Zi Nan. A hateful light shot out, his expression struggling violently, but the amplitude gradually decreased until it was completely numb.
"Two more..."
Su Zinan looked at this formed ghost head, muttering to himself.
Whoosh!
Wu Lao Gui's head and two other faceless heads flew to Su Zi Nan's face. Su Zi Nan took out a triangular black banner with his reverse palm and put it away.
Getting up, Su Zinan stretched, glanced at the battlefield, a smirk played on his lips, and turned to leave the Purple Bamboo Forest.
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Years had passed since they last saw their beloved, and many women longed for him. Seeing Su Zinan, their faces lit up with smiles, yet tinged with a hint of resentment.
Surrounded by beauties, how delightful!
The sound of orioles and swallows, the fragrance of orchids and osmanthus.
Su Zijian had the two women flanking him, embracing them, his eyes half-closed as he reveled in their softness and warmth. Suddenly, he asked, "Did you hear any sound just now"
All the women froze, shaking their heads hurriedly.
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Su Zi'nan looked around, sighing softly: “Alas, time is relentless, youth fades quickly, and beauty withers like a flower in the blink of an eye.”
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Before the words left his lips, he shot out strands of dragon tendons from his fingertips. With a 'whooshing' sound, they wrapped tightly around the women's necks and lifted them into the air.
'Click click...'
The cervical vertebrae were almost broken by the ribs.
All the women were in agony, struggling with their last breaths, unable to believe what was happening.
He was still a beloved lover just now, but suddenly he turned his face and became heartless.
Seeing the expressions of the women now, Su Zinan became even more disgusted. He tossed them into a snake hole in the bamboo forest like garbage, to be devoured by the Earth-Bound Dragon.
Only one cultivator at the Golden Core stage, her face pale with terror, remained.
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Su Zinan walked over, pinched the female cultivator's chin, slightly lifted it, and tapped her brow with his finger, "Forget it."
The female cultivator closed her eyes, then slowly opened them again. She looked at the man right before her, a slight blush on her cheeks, her eyes like water, overflowing with affection.
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"Wait for you to become a celestial being, and you will be the moon concubine."
Su Zinan lightly kissed the female cultivator and turned to leave Luye.
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In the ice cave.
Qin Sang and his avatar entered the rift.
As she descended, Qin Sang silently counted the time.
All signs point to the disappearance of a cultivator from Zhongzhou. Yuefei's words also confirm this.
That old geezer went back to call for reinforcements, at most he could summon a Yuan Ying cultivator.
However, these only allowed Qin Sang to be a little bolder when making choices. As for such a formidable enemy who could bring about his ruin, unless he had a 100% certainty, no one would dare to be absolutely sure.
This deity will follow down to investigate the situation.
If it's the main tomb of the water phase, this deity and its incarnation joining forces to suppress Old Man Yanshan would not be difficult. Take the relic and leave, needless to say more.
> But if the situation below becomes too complex and cannot be resolved on the spot, or if it takes too long, then according to the circumstances, this deity or an incarnation will be sent away one by one, leaving a way out for oneself.
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The fissure leads to the unknown.
The further down one goes, the colder it becomes, and the more intense the aura of chilling malevolence becomes.
These signs indicate that the source of the chilling evil lies below, very likely originating from the tomb of a water phase master.
This place has heavy restrictions.
As Qin Sang walked, he found that some of the restrictions had already been broken, it must have been done by Elder Yanshan. Many places were intact, and Qin Sang couldn't figure out how he had passed through them.
Although there are signs of forced bans, the banning methods are also very clever, indicating that he understands this place very well.
Qin Sang could only rely on brute force to break the seal.
The Tianmu Butterfly guided the way, as Demon Fire and the Four-Multiplying Teng Snake Seals took turns striking, forcefully blasting open a path.
Deep within the cracks.
> Yanshan elder stood before a white ice wall, his hands pressed against it. Circles of blue ripples surged from his palms, spreading across the entire wall of ice.
The ice wall was embedded in the stone wall, not ordinary Xuanbing. It fused with powerful restrictions, blocking divine consciousness and sight, and you couldn't see what was inside.
Under the impact of the waves, the ice wall gradually transitioned from white to transparent. Once the white disappeared, it meant the ice wall's power was depleted, and Elder Yanshan could enter the tomb.
While he was intently trying to break the seal, the ground beneath him shook violently.
Yan Shan's expression changed drastically, he looked up, only to see a dense array of restrictions. His eyes flickered uncertainly as he urged his true essence, gathering his voice into a thread that pierced through the restrictions. "I didn't expect Daoist brother to win so quickly. No wonder Master Situ praised Daoist brother highly in the letter."
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Qin Sang, who was flying rapidly, faintly heard the voice of Elder Yanshan. He paused slightly, glanced around, and let his avatar respond, “I didn't expect Dao brother to be a disciple of Shui Xiangchuan from the Wuxiang Xianmen!”
"No, that's not right."
Yan Shan the Elder denied, "An old man like me is not considered a descendant. The Wu Xiang Xian Men's Shui Xiang Gong divides into two branches: Shui Xing and Han Bing. I merely got lucky enough to obtain some of the Shui Xing branch's martial arts secrets and have a vague understanding of some hidden truths. Otherwise, there was no reason for this old man to remain in Bei Huang for so many years until today."
"Could this really be the tomb of the Water Phase Master And what is a Snow Fox"
Qin Sang's movements never stopped, he questioned in a low voice.
The old man Yanshan was willing to give him an answer, "That's right, the outside is a suspected tomb, and the inside is the real tomb! The snow fox is actually a decoy to prevent the treasures from getting dusty. If there is a true descendant of Shui Xiang, who happens to travel through the snowfield and discovers the snow fox, they will know that this place is the ancestral tomb, gain the recognition of the snow fox, and take the heirlooms of the master of Shui Xiang. The old man speculates that perhaps out of fear that friends like you with such spiritual eyes would get there first, the master of Shui Xiang set up another suspected tomb outside, causing those unaware of the truth to only think it was used for refining ice crystals, stealing the ice crystals and thus ignoring the true treasure..."
Qin Sang secretly nodded. The water phase master's arrangements were very ingenious. In order to be realistic, he even set up a killing array, as if he was really guarding against someone stealing the cold crystal.
Before he went missing, Elder Yan Shan didn't think in that direction at all.
If it hadn't been for the old man Yanshan infiltrating and disrupting the harmonious layout of this place, even if Qin Sang and Tianmu Die had searched together, it wouldn't have been so easy to see through.
Qin Sang didn't know, but that didn't mean Lu Ye was unaware.
Had it not been for Lu Ye's interference, Elder Yanshan could have followed Qin Sang away first and then quietly returned to retrieve the treasure. Qin Sang wouldn't even know he had been used.
"So, Daoist brother is using me to find the tomb" Qin Sang asked again.
Yanshan elder didn't answer directly, "This old man has no intention of harming his brother. His brother came for the Cold Crystal, and this old man's goal is the relic of the Water Phase Lord. There is no conflict. I don't have the idea of monopolizing the Cold Crystal, completely fulfilling my brother's requirements, is it deception It's just each taking what they need."
"Regarding the matter of Luye, how would Daoist brother explain it"
Qin Sang narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashing in them.
It's understandable that Elder Yanshan wants to keep the Water Phase Master's relic for himself. Qin Sang can understand that. But he can't tolerate being tricked and making an enemy of Luye.
Yan Shan elder sighed softly, "If I said I was truly unaware and had never met Lu Ye before, Dao brother probably wouldn't believe me, would he Knowing this now, when chasing the snow fox, I definitely wouldn't have been so arrogant. Besides...Dao brother also has someone hiding in the shadows, hidden for a full half year, you two are quite patient!"
Sītú Yù did not write about Qin Sāng's ability to shapeshift in the letter. Yán Shān Lǎorén was unaware of this secret.
Qin Sang sighed when he heard this.
He wasn't a good person. He took advantage of people's trust, acting as if he was seeking the truth while actually robbing and stealing under the guise of pilgrimage.
However, if there's a possibility of cooperation, he would rather cooperate. I followed him just in case.
If he said it, Elder Yanshan wouldn't believe it.
Stepping into his shoes, you would also feel suspicious and be more cautious.
In silence, Elder Yanshan sighed: “Fortunately, I have this dark piece from Daoist brother, otherwise today both of us would be in great danger. Whether you believe it or not, old man has no intention of harming you. I admire your magical powers, and thought we could become friends, but unfortunately fate is playing tricks on us. Since you have seen through me, I have nothing to say. The relics of the Water Phase master, each according to their ability! From now on, go our separate ways!”
As he spoke, Qin Sang approached with lightning speed, the fissure trembling more violently than ever.
The old man of Yanshan retracted his gaze and stared at his own hands.
Ten fingers trembled, ripples densely emerging, not only moving on the surface of the ice wall, but also showing a clear sign of penetrating into the ice wall. Under the impact of the ripples, the white inside was becoming increasingly thin.
He received an incomplete inheritance. After years of deep thought and contemplation, being able to achieve this level was already incredibly difficult.
Whether it was the impact from outside or the ice wall itself trembling, the recoil force transmitted to Elder Yan Shan's palm, making his breath become rapid.
The white inside the ice wall thinned a layer, becoming increasingly transparent.
When the old man from Yanshan saw this, he was overjoyed. He spared no effort to urge his true essence, and a drop of Yuanshui seeped into the interior of the ice wall from his palm. Like a giant hammer striking, with a 'crack', a crack appeared in the center of the ice wall.
Once a breach occurs, the ice wall can no longer be maintained.
Cracks spread rapidly.
Boom!
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The ice wall shattered, shards of ice dancing wildly.
Old Man Yan Shan couldn't hide his joy, he charged into the tomb, with ice on his head.
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The tomb was not large, square and sturdy. On the wall facing the entrance were several lines of writing, presumably a posthumous message from the master of water.
The furnishings are on full display.
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In the center, horizontally placed was a long rectangular piece of dark ice. Elder Yan Shan thought it was a coffin holding the remains of the water spirit's master, but he didn't see any bones. It was actually a solid ice bed.
The master of water may have already returned to heaven and earth.
Three jade boxes were placed neatly on the ice bed.
Before the ice bed, a spirit formation was set up, which is still operating today. In the center of the formation, there is an exquisitely crafted ice tray suspended in mid-air, crystal clear and unlike anything ordinary.
Under the impetus of the spirit formation, every so often, a wisp of cold killing energy would be extracted from the ice tray and secretly transmitted to the suspected tomb above, condensing into cold crystals to mislead those who strayed in.
Yan Shan's old eyes were eager, he couldn't take his eyes off the ice tray in the spiritual formation.
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