Chapter 142: On Mount Taishan

the restrictions on the stone temple are formidable.Xuan Yu Daochang's face was grim, he channeled the Heavenly Gang Blade Talisman with all his might, not daring to relax. If he was overpowered by t...Three years cultivating the spirit, two years forging the sword.

The wuji sword underwent a drastic transformation, losing its hilt and tang. All impurities on the blade were slowly refined by Qin Sang, transforming it into a pure sword embryo.

The sword embryo hovered before Qin Sang, presenting a verdant green. The blade was slender and elegant in form, exquisitely pure. Looking at it was like gazing upon a green gem, intoxicating the senses.

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This piece is the origin of the magical treasure fragments. It was originally refined by a Golden Core cultivator with alchemy fire. Qin Sang used his killing intent and painstakingly honed it for nearly two years, finally achieving his goal.

The first layer of the method is not difficult, it's just to lay the foundation for practicing the method.

After refining the Spirit Sword and inscribing killing talismans on its blade, one can embark on the true path of cultivation.

But Qin Sang didn't expect to be stuck at the last step.

Over the past two years, he had become intimately familiar with every stroke of the killing talisman. He could conjure it in his mind's eye, making it appear exactly as described in the martial arts manual. However, he was unable to inscribe the talisman onto a sword, always feeling like something was missing.

Having closed himself away in the cave dwelling for a whole two months, Qin Sang had tried every sort of method imaginable, yet he still hadn't made any progress.

His skill could not be improved, his cultivation remained stagnant and he couldn't make any progress.

Because he was drained of his essence, his current cultivation level is lower than when he first broke through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

'Buzz, buzz...'

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As if sensing Qin Sang's agitation, the Wumu Sword trembled slightly, emitting a soft hum. A layer of blood-red light emanated from its blade.

After refining, the烏木 sword's sword energy became a shocking crimson red, as bright as blood, and menacing.

The ebony sword's body now seemed to be a circle smaller than before, but after being tempered by the intent of killing, removing impurities and retaining the essence, both its power and quality had been elevated to a new level.

The sword qi surged wildly, divine light flashing like lightning.

The aura of the Ebony Sword had reached its peak, if it were to erupt fully, the Ebony Sword would completely transform into a blood-red flying sword. It was invisible to the naked eye, with an outer layer composed of illusory sword energy. Not only did it contain a soul-chilling and awe-inspiring killing intent, but the sharpness of the sword energy far surpassed that before.

After breaking through the second layer, the cultivation technique also comes with a divine ability: Human Sword Unity, Shadowless Escape.

Since Qin Sang was unable to break through the second layer, he could only speculate about the function of this supernatural power. It sounded like a kind of sword escape technique, not a killing move.

The Flying Shuttle can be used for long journeys, but it is not fast. If you fight a fellow cultivator of the same realm and the situation turns unfavorable, it will be difficult to rely on it to escape your opponent.

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After the refining process, one can fly with a sword. The sword cultivator's escapism techniques are also top-tier among all kinds of escapism techniques.

Over the past five years, Qin Sang took advantage of his free time to cultivate to great success. He has mastered the sword escape technique in the Sword Manual and hopes it won't clash with divine abilities.

At this moment, Qin Sang suddenly remembered Senior Gong's advice: This martial arts technique requires the most extreme killing intent. Simply visualizing the killing talisman is not enough; one must immerse oneself in the path of killing to truly understand it.

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Qin Sang vaguely understood that empty contemplation was like discussing military strategies on paper, always separated by a layer.

Could it be that one must experience the path of killing in battle to forge a truly powerful killing talisman

After much deliberation, Qin Sang decided to leave the pass and give it a try, but the opponent had better be well chosen.

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If one's strength is too weak, leading to a crushing defeat, there will likely be little effectiveness. But if the opponent is also a Qi-building stage cultivator, and his Qi Sea is inferior to others, these past five years he has been refining swords and nurturing swords, without any improvement. Even with a few magical artifacts, it would be difficult to win.

And besides, he can't just run down the street and challenge anyone he meets.

Having thought this through, Qin Sang spent several days carefully reviewing the few spells he had mastered. Then, he closed his cave and returned to Shaohua Mountain for the first time in five years.

At Jianmen Pass, the peach blossoms were still vibrant. Several female disciples waved to him from afar. Qin Sang didn't recognize any of them, wondering if they were newly admitted disciples.

Fortunately, Wen Shixiong is still in charge of the Dao Men Peak.

"You stimulated the solemnity."

Wen Shishu poured a cup of spiritual tea for Qin Sang and, upon hearing his inquiry about Zhuang Yan, said with a smile: “The cave dwelling on Dianyun Mountain is quite good, so I let him go there to look after the medicinal garden. This kid has figured things out, his temperament has become much calmer. For cultivators, if they can't even reach the Foundation Establishment stage, even if they enjoy themselves for a while, how can it last He himself said he was ashamed to see you, and these past few years he has been in seclusion practicing diligently, keeping a low profile. He doesn't have the dashing air you had when you were at the Qi Refining stage.”

Qin Sang couldn't help but think of the desolate time he spent in the sunken cave, and shook his head with a sigh.

Unknown to all, he has never relaxed. Five years of torment from his primordial spirit had pushed him to the limit, all for a chance at enlightenment.

Upon hearing Qin Sang's purpose for this trip, Wen Senior Brother pondered and said: "If Junior Brother Qin wants to hone his skills in battle, the best place is undoubtedly the Ancient Immortal Battlefield. However, for cultivators before the Foundation Establishment Stage, there are many unpredictable dangers inside. Junior Brother Qin had better understand them clearly and prepare more life-saving methods before going. Within the sect, you can only see if Senior Brother Headmaster has any tasks of slaying demons and eliminating evils. In the Yuncang Great Marsh, there are some demon beasts at the early stage of the Demon Spirit Period. They are just beginning to awaken their intelligence and their wild nature is not yet tamed, driven solely by instinct, sometimes causing havoc. It's quite suitable for Junior Brother to practice."

What Senior Wen said is exactly what Qin Sang meant. He thought the same way: monsters don't have the strange and varied artifacts of human cultivators, and even their innate divine abilities are very single-minded.

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Qin Sang accompanied Wen Shixiong as they drank some tea. The two exchanged cultivation experiences, and Qin Sang benefited greatly. Just as he was about to get up and leave, his expression changed slightly. He turned his head and looked towards the entrance of the hall.

'Whoosh!'

Only a whooshing sound of breaking air was heard, followed by a streak of light swiftly approaching. A middle-aged cultivator rushed in with haste, his expression seemingly anxious. He stepped into the hall and saw Qin Sang, instantly calming down.

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Wen, the senior brother, pushed his cup and stood up, smiling and saying, "Brother Yu has always been busy with every trivial matter in Sanbao Hall. Why are you free to come to my humble place today"

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Qin Sang's expression moved slightly. When he saw the person coming, he was also a little surprised because he had met this person before.

At that time, there were seven people who passed through the illusory realm of the gourd. Besides Qin Sang, Chu Wenjian, He Mu, Gong Shixiong and the elder surnamed Zhao, there were also two middle-aged cultivators.

They were simply exchanging messages with Sect Leader Yu at the time. Qin Sang didn't know the names of the two cultivators then, so this cultivator surnamed Yu, who he was seeing now, was one of them.

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Seeing this person, Qin Sang remembered the few sound transmission talismans he had sent to Yu Da Yue over the past two years. Could it be him

"Wen Senior Brother's words are still so sharp."

The cultivator surnamed Yu seemed quite familiar with Wen Senior Brother. He cracked a joke and, without any hesitation, looked at Qin Sang and said, "You guessed it right, I did come here for another purpose this time. Junior Brother Qin, it's been several years since we last met, do you still remember me"

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