ragginovel Chapter 2128 Wax Man
Chapter 2128 Wax Man
Chapter 2128 Wax Man
Holy Lake.
Min Zhuo dismissed everyone else, ordered the elders to guard outside the door, and took only Min Shu into the temple.
"Father……"
Min Shu wanted to say something, but Min Zhuo stopped him by waving his hand.
Min Zhuo sat cross-legged in front of the altar, took out a jade bottle, and swallowed the medicine in the bottle. As the medicine dissolved, his breathing gradually stabilized and improved slightly.
But the worry in Minshu's eyes did not diminish at all. His father's injuries were too serious. These pills could only help him temporarily delay the damage but could not make him get better quickly.
Those foreign tribes were held back by King Lu's army and were not a concern, but there were still various threats such as ferocious beasts in the filthy land.
The source of the Qingling Energy is mysterious and full of dangers. No one dares to get close unless they reach the second level of the Void Realm. Given my father's current condition, it would be extremely dangerous to force their way in here.
After refining the medicinal power and regulating his breathing for a moment, Min Zhuo raised his hand and a jade box flew out from under the altar.
Min Shu looked over curiously. His father was training him to be the next clan leader, and no one was shy about telling him about any treasures in the clan, but this was the first time he had seen this jade box.
‘Click! ’
The jade box opened.
There was a flash of surprise in Minshu's eyes. There was actually a box full of white wax inside!
It looked like just an ordinary white wax tree, and Min Shu didn't sense any unusual fluctuations.
Min Zhuo moved his lips slightly, muttered something, and successively cast several seals at several stone pillars in the hall. Blue light floated on the surface of the stone pillars, revealing dense runes, which together formed a formation.
The jade box was suspended in the center of the formation.
Then, all the stone pillars began to vibrate and emitted blue light at the same time, which all sank into the jade box. Soon, a light blue flame was seen burning in the jade box.
The flame burned on the surface of the white wax, as if burning off a layer of seal. The white wax began to melt. Min Zhuo made another seal, and the white wax flowed out like oil.
'Tick tock! '
'Tick tock! '
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The melted wax fell to the ground, piling up to a height of one person, and then began to wriggle like a living creature, gradually growing limbs and a head, revealing a human-like outline, and turning into a 'wax man'.
White wax keeps flowing on the wax man's body. It has no facial features and no feet. There is a pool of wax under its body, and when it moves, it will leave an obvious wax mark on the ground.
The wax man slowly "walked" towards Min Zhuo, his movements were very slow. Min Zhuo stood up, waited for the wax man to come in front of him, and suddenly took a step forward.
Two figures overlapped.
The next moment, Min Zhuo actually 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 breath rose rapidly, and he was no longer weak, as if his injuries had healed instantly.
Minshu couldn't help but widen his eyes in disbelief, and hurriedly looked at the wax figure, only to see that the wax figure's face also had clear facial features, exactly like his father's. In fact, the wax figure's complexion was the same as his father's just now, and it looked abnormally weak.
In this situation, it was as if Min Zhuo had taken away the wax man's vitality and transferred his own injuries to the wax man, and he recovered completely.
Min Zhuo lowered his head, looked at his hands, then looked inward, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The ancestors of the Changyou tribe were once wealthy, and after countless years, some of their heritage still remains, such as this box of white wax.
In this vast world, in addition to several major mainstream races, there are countless strange races of creatures. In the endless years, wars have continued. Some have become slaves, some have been hiding in a corner and struggling to survive in obscurity, and many have become extinct.
It is said that there is a creature called wax man, but Min Zhuo is not sure whether this box of white wax is made from wax man.
The clan's classics did not record the origin of the jade box, but only recorded the function of this white wax.
A seriously injured person can awaken the wax figure and let the wax figure bear the damage while recovering to full strength. Doing so will not heal the injury, it will only temporarily transfer the injury to the wax figure.
During this process, the wax man has been burning. When the wax man burns out, the injuries will immediately break out on the original owner and will double in severity.
When the wax figure is burned out, it will completely disappear from the world. According to ancestral teachings, it can only be used to deal with crises when the Changyou tribe is facing life and death.
Today, the only jade box left of the Changyou tribe is this one.
The wax figure stood frozen in place with its eyes closed, the flames burning on its body, emitting a fragrant smell.
Min Zhuo looked at Min Shu and handed him a token. "You activate this formation in the temple and guard the wax figures. Do not allow anyone to enter the ancestral temple!"
"My child obeys!"
Min Shu bowed his head and responded with excitement and respect on his face.
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The chief worshipper walked out of King Lu's carriage and subconsciously looked towards the east. He stared for a long time, flew to the top of a mountain, and lightly tapped his feet.
A moment later, a figure flashed out, it was the young master.
"I wonder why the great priest wants to summon you?"
The young master asked even though he knew the answer.
The chief worshiper bowed and said, "I was just about to ask Master Shao, besides the Mysterious Earth Yellow Scroll, can the Unfixed Eight Extremes Diagram give rise to other magical powers?"
The young master said, "Are you ready to continue the assault?"
"Exactly!"
The chief worshiper explained, "The real power of Qin Zhenren has been revealed now, which shows that the status of Dabei Zen Temple must be very important. There must be an important altar here. The king has ordered to break into the Zen temple and destroy the altar as soon as possible!"
"That makes sense! But that Master Qin is really unexpected, and Li Yue probably can't handle the task. However, if the chief priest takes action personally, it will be foolproof?" The young master asked tentatively.
The chief priest did not deny it, but said "I dare not" and said modestly: "Perhaps the enemy is still hiding his strength. I can only do my best."
"Are you talking about Xia Changshi? I know that old man well. Xia Changshi is not someone who will swallow his anger. If he were still alive, he would have brought Master Qin to kill us!"
The young master shook his head slightly. Like the chief priest, he felt that Qin Sang's exposure of his true strength only strengthened their previous judgment.
However, the young master did not know how much effort and tricks the chief minister had put in to get rid of Concubine Xia, so he did not dare to make any rash conclusions.
"Although I am the owner of the Wuding Baji Diagram, I have completely handed the treasure map over to Lu Qian for control. The Xuan Di Huang Juan technique is the most mysterious magical power of the treasure map now. This technique is activated for the first time. Even if Master Qin has a sharp eye, it is impossible for him to come up with a way to crack it so quickly. In fact, there is no need to worry." The young master comforted.
The chief priest grasped the key point, "Now? Master, do you mean that the treasure map can be further upgraded?"
"Wait until you capture Master Qin and kill all the foreign cultivators. It would be best if you kill a few powerful Void Refining experts. Then the power of the treasure map may continue to increase," the young master said ambiguously, but the content was extremely cruel.
Hearing this, the chief worshiper's eyes flashed, "Young Master, are you using the blood and essence 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 doing my best to help King Lu defeat the powerful enemy!"
The chief priest remained silent. The young master and the Wuding Bajitu were indeed invited by King Lu himself, so he could not blame each other.
When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits. 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 chief priest was actually worried about him, so he said, "Lu Qian can already control the Wuding Baji Diagram by himself, and he can operate it smoothly. There is no need for me to continue to watch over him. In this battle, I will stand out and help the chief priest!"
"In that case, I would like to thank you, Master Young Master!"
The chief worshipper bowed solemnly.
The young master guessed correctly, he was indeed a little worried.
Although he was confident that with his strength, he could move freely in the face of the siege of Qin Sang and Xia Changshi, it was undeniable that in addition to the technique of mutual transfer of magical powers of his own clan, everyone had to rely on the Wuding Baji Diagram to protect themselves and their lives.
Before, the Young Master had no reason to betray them, but Qin Sang showed his strong strength, and he could not produce any evidence that Chang Shi Xia had died. These were enough to shake the Young Master and the royal family.
His goal was to force the young master out, have Lu Wang watch over him, and let Lu Qian control the Wuding Bajitu alone. He personally took action to let the young master see who was the real strong one and who to stand on the side of was the right choice!
After discussing with the chief priest, the young master did not return to the underground, but flew straight towards King Lu's carriage.
Watching the young master enter the imperial carriage, the chief worshipper withdrew his gaze and turned to the west.
The situation of this battle has been beyond his expectations. The chief priest finally understood why he was so cautious about these foreign races. Even if the attitude of the Zhuyan tribe was not taken into consideration, these foreign races were not easy to deal with.
It's a pity that person doesn't want to reveal his identity, otherwise this battle would have been a foregone conclusion.
However, risks always coexist with benefits, and they will definitely not back down.
After thinking for a long time, the chief priest issued several decrees in succession.
Upon receiving the order, the powerful men were filled with awe and hurriedly concentrated on regulating their breathing, waiting for the next great battle.
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Qingyang Temple.
The Thunder Altar was suspended in the air, with a green phoenix sitting on it, which was Qin Sang's Dharma image.
The Dharmakāya sat with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep. The deity and his dharmakāya, who were far away in the Great Compassion Zen Temple, were also sitting in the meditation hall at this moment, quietly contemplating something.
A picture kept flashing in his mind.
It was the entire process from the breaking of the Xuanhuang Light, the emergence of eight clear pools in the Wuding Baji Diagram, to the appearance of the scroll, and then to Min Zhuo being rescued.
All this happened almost instantly, but was divided into scenes by Qin Sang.
He remembered all the scenes clearly. Every detail was vivid in his memory. He had pondered over every scene and every unusual smell countless times without getting tired of it.
While recalling, Qin Sang was also deducing, with his hands hanging on his knees, his fingertips occasionally flicking, and mysterious fluctuations flashed.
Gradually, the scenes in memory began to change. The green mountains and clear waters that had transformed from the desert became a blurred picture in Qin Sang's eyes.
Just as the young master said, Qin Sang could not deduce many things based on just one move. But Qin Sang did not need to deduce too much, as long as he could judge the approximate grade and power of this treasure, it would be enough.
No one on either side disturbed Qin Sang.
After the last battle, there was peace for a long time. The enemy camp was unusually 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 masters of many altars were using the precious time to recuperate and recover.
At this moment, Qingyang Temple's mountain protection formation was triggered and Shi Xue came to visit again.
"The foul air has begun to recede, but there is still no news from my junior sister. What should I do now?"
Shi Xue was anxious.
Before, Qin Sang asked her to go back and wait, but Liuli hasn't shown up yet. She must have encountered something.
As for the green spiritual 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 for the Storm Realm. Qin Sang and Su Nu both believed that the Lu King's side had been frustrated, and there would be a fierce battle next. At least one of the two top masters, the Young Master and the Great Priest, would take action, and it was most likely the Great Priest.
The foul air began to recede at this time, and it was difficult for them to divide their forces. They would definitely not be able to fight the Changyou tribe this time. But as long as they could win this battle, the Qingling air would belong to the Storm Realm forever, and the temporary gains and losses would not matter.
"I already know. Go back and tell Palace Master Tong to send some experts from Xuantian Palace to the dirty place," Qin Sang said.
"Alas! We can't compete with the Changyou tribe with such a small number of people."
Shi Xue sighed, knowing that she could only do her best and leave the rest to fate, and that whatever she could grab would be the best.
As for Liuli's whereabouts, she believed that Qin Sang would not be indifferent to her concern, but now was indeed not the right time. She could only hope that Liuli would be blessed by fate.
After seeing Shi Xue off, Qin Sang frowned, suppressing the urge to ask the Yuanxiang clan leader, and pondered over the various variables that had arisen this time.
He had previously deduced that the source of the Qingling Qi might be hiding unknown secrets, attracting the Changyou tribe and pushing tribe leader Minzhuo to make a variety of seemingly unreasonable decisions.
This time the foul air receded and Chief Minzhuo happened to be injured. Is it really just a coincidence?
According to common sense, facing the powerful army of King Lu, even if Qin Sang had some doubts, he had no time to care about other things at this moment.
But Chief Min Zhuo could never have imagined that the power of the Thunder Altar could not be measured by common sense.
Qin Sang had full confidence in the power of the Thunder Altar and the fourth-level Thunder Talisman. Back then, he wanted to rely on the Thunder Altar to negotiate with the Zhuyan Clan to secure a habitat for the Storm Realm, not to mention that his opponent was only one of the four royal families of the Siyou Clan.
Once you launch your full force, there will only be two results.
Either the chief priest and others were killed by thunder, or King Lu’s army was defeated.
Either the chief priest and his men managed to survive, or King Lu withdrew his troops.
Unless they ask the powerful saints to come out, they will definitely not dare to attack the Storm Realm again.
Qin Sang made painstaking arrangements in order to achieve the first result, which was also his own journey of enlightenment. As for the safety of the Storm Realm, he no longer worried about it the moment the Thunder Altar was built.
In that case, does he really not dare to be distracted?
not necessarily!
The premise is that the secret of the source of the Qingling Qi is worth the risk of failure.
After all, in his opinion, the next battle, if the great priest came out, should be one of the best times to take action. Dispersing the forces at this time may lead to failure and miss the opportunity.
Dabei Zen Temple.
Qin Sang weighed the pros and cons and pondered for a long time. Finally, he left the meditation hall with his Dharma body and quietly returned to Qingyang Temple.
On the altar of thunder.
The Qingluan Dharma Image slowly stood up, nodded to the master, then flapped its wings and transformed into a ray of blue light, disappearing into the sky.
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