ragginovel Chapter 2316 Luxurious Cream
Chapter 2316 Luxurious Cream
Chapter 2316 Luxurious Cream
"Friend Shedao."
Qin Sang nodded.
She Chen walked down the altar slowly. "Your swordsmanship is divine. I admire you. May I ask what school or sect your master came from?"
"You are too kind, fellow Daoist. My master's sect is just a small sect in the East China Sea, not worth mentioning," Qin Sang laughed.
She Chen would never take Qin Sang's words seriously. Regardless of other things, the swordsmanship that could break Jian Ji with one sword must not be simple.
Thinking that Qin Sang was unwilling to reveal his identity, She Chen stopped asking and went straight to the point, "I'm sure Jiumie has already made it clear to Master what we want. If Master has any other requests, feel free to tell us."
Qin Sang hesitated for a moment. He had already considered everything carefully. The compensation given by Dong Yang was reasonable. Although he could still wait for a better price, he still wanted to establish a good relationship with Dong Yang, who might be of help in the future. The gains and losses at the moment were not important.
Therefore, Qin Sang did not ask for too much, but only slightly modified the previous conditions and put forward some small requests.
She Chen felt the goodwill shown by Qin Sang, his expression became even gentler, and he readily accepted all of Qin Sang's conditions.
Hearty laughter rang out in the temple, and the atmosphere became relaxed. The two of them chatted happily, as if they were old friends who had not seen each other for many years.
Qin Sang glanced at the altar and asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist, are you preparing for the sacrifice?"
He sensed the vibrations coming from the altar, which had been activated by She Chen.
She Chen nodded, pointed at the cushion on the altar, and said, "Master, please step onto the altar and sit cross-legged on it. I will engrave the divine pattern for you."
Qin Sang was a little hesitant.
It turned out that this sacrifice was prepared for him.
Jiumie once said that in order to conceal the identity of another race, the great wizard had to take action personally and do it in the temple.
Only then did he find out that a divine pattern would be engraved on his body.
She Chen looked at Qin Sang with a smile, seemingly not worried at all that Qin Sang would refuse.
Qin Sang finally chose to go up to the altar, sit cross-legged on the cushion, and face the statue. Through the mist, the statue was hazy and his face was still not clear.
She Chen stood beside Qin Sang, his expression became extremely respectful, and he bowed deeply to the statue.
He was mumbling something, as if reciting a funeral oration, but to Qin Sang it sounded like all kinds of strange tones.
Although I couldn't understand what he said, I could sense She Chen's piety from the bottom of his heart.
Could it really be a clay or wooden sculpture that could make a powerful late-stage refining void expert so devout?
Qin Sang had a flash of thought in his mind when he heard the recitation suddenly stop.
When the sacrificial text was finished, a faint blue light appeared on She Chen's body. The blue light became brighter and brighter, illuminating the entire temple.
Qin Sang's expression moved slightly. The fluctuation of blue light gave him a familiar feeling, and he thought of the divine totem he had seen in Frost Valley.
She Chen should be activating the power of the divine pattern. It is unknown whether it is concealed by the white robe or he has reached the state of returning to nature. Qin Sang did not see the divine pattern appear, but saw the fluctuations on She Chen's body climb to the peak, and he raised his hand and pointed forward.
He was not pointing directly at the statue, as that would be disrespectful to God, but was pointing at the feet of the statue.
Three balls of blue flames ignited in the black fog, as if they were offerings that had been ignited. The blue flames slowly rose until they were level with the head of the statue, and then they began to spin around the statue's head.
At this moment, Qin Sang's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Two red rays appeared in the black fog, exactly at the position of the statue's eyes, as if they were tears of blood left by the statue!
Even the black fog could not conceal the weird feeling emitted by the red light. Qin Sang was nervous. After the red light appeared, the atmosphere in the temple became weird.
A gust of cold wind came from nowhere, causing She Chen's white robe to rustle, his hair and beard to dance, and his expression to be fanatical.
The three balls of blue fire seemed to be stained by blood and tears, gradually turning into red flames, and the strange atmosphere around them reached its peak!
Suddenly, three balls of blood-red flames left the black fog and flew towards Qin Sang.
"Master, please calm down and don't resist."
She Chen's voice sounded in his ears, calm and almost cold, in stark contrast to his expression.
Qin Sang entered into a state of meditation as instructed, but remained alert the entire time.
Three balls of blood and fire surrounded Qin Sang, and as they kept spinning, their power seemed to be constantly consumed and gradually shrinking.
After a cup of tea, the three balls of blood and fire completely disappeared, and the strange atmosphere in the temple was swept away, returning to normal.
Shechen's panting could be heard from the altar, and a hint of fatigue appeared on his face.
"Real person wake up!"
Qin Sang slowly opened his eyes and looked down at his hands. With a thought, dense divine patterns appeared on his skin. Like the three balls of blood and fire, they emitted a strange bloody glow, like a blood-colored tattoo.
He concentrated his mind and sensed that these divine patterns could not bring him any power, but when the divine patterns emerged, his aura changed drastically and was almost indistinguishable from that of the witch clan.
The divine pattern can be activated with just a thought, and maintaining the divine pattern depends on the divine pattern itself without consuming any of his strength.
"Master can take action without worry before the power of the divine pattern is exhausted," She Chen said.
Even if he were to fight with others, Qin Sang wouldn't have to worry about exposing his identity.
"These divine patterns cannot be maintained for a long time?"
Qin Sang secretly thought it was a pity that it couldn't solve the problem once and for all. However, as long as he used it sparingly, it would be enough to do some things in the Wu Clan.
Moreover, since the Dongyang clan can do it, other clans can definitely do it as well.
After putting away the divine rune, Qin Sang carefully comprehended it and realized that it would indeed not have any adverse effects on him, so he felt relieved.
Walking down from the altar, Qin Sang looked back with some curiosity.
Not knowing whether this power really came from the gods, or whether some abnormal changes had occurred in the statues and temples, Qin Sang felt a sense of mystery from the Wu clan that had not been felt anywhere else, just like the black fog that shrouded the statues.
"The witch escorted by the real person is still in seclusion, so it is not convenient for her to come to see the real person for the time being. We plan to let the real person join our Dongyang clan as a guest elder in the identity of Brother Jian Ji, so that he can legitimately participate in the battle for the chief witch..."
She Chen told the story of Dongyang clan's plan.
The sudden appearance of a powerful swordsman would easily arouse suspicion. In order to conceal Jian Ji's master, the Dongyang clan made many arrangements, which could all be used now.
It was announced to the public that Qin Sang was a hermit who did not care about worldly affairs, and was invited out of seclusion by his junior fellow apprentice Jian Ji.
Qin Sang listened carefully. Dong Yangshi had considered everything very carefully and only needed to modify some minor details.
"When do we set off?" Qin Sang asked.
"Does the Immortal have something important to do? It will take at least three years," She Chen said. "It happened suddenly, and the clan needs to make some arrangements to conceal it. During this time, please ask the Immortal to meditate in Tiebi Mountain and cooperate with us to create some illusions."
Qin Sang nodded and said, "I need to know the identity and strength of your opponent."
"I will send someone to Tiebi Mountain immediately..."
……
After a detailed discussion with She Chen that day, Qin Sang returned to Tiebi Mountain.
During this period, he occasionally came out to cooperate with the Dongyang clan in their operations, and spent most of his time in Tiebi Mountain studying the way of the sword.
Three years passed in a flash, and Qin Sang had become the guest elder Qin of the Dongyang clan.
One ordinary morning, Qin Sang received a sound transmission note and quietly left Tiebi Mountain, leaving Shi Liu and Wu Zhao behind to be looked after by Dong Yang.
Next, the teams of the major clans escorting the witches will also set out one after another, like chess pieces entering a chessboard. The entire witch clan territory has become a huge chessboard, which begins to slowly move. The major clans put chess pieces on the chessboard one by one, and the killing between the chess pieces is slowly beginning!
Walk out of the teleportation array.
The scorching sun shone on Qin Sang's face, and outside was a bustling street.
Due to the high terrain, Qin Sang could see the densely packed buildings in the city and the vast fields outside the city at a glance.
"irises and orchids……"
The two words Qin Sang uttered were exactly the name of this small town of the Wu clan.
The Dongyang clan can only send him here at most through the teleportation array. Most of the rest of the journey will require flying, and he must reach the Taihao clan within ten years.
The complete geomancy map of the Wu clan emerged in Qin Sang’s mind.
The location of Taihao clan is almost the center of the entire Wu clan territory. The neighboring clans of Taihao clan are also quite far away from them. It is said that in ancient times, Taihao clan's territory was a holy place for the Wu clan and had extraordinary significance to the Wu clan. Only Taihao clan, as the "guardian", was allowed to enter there, and this rule has continued to this day.
The rules themselves may no longer be cared about by anyone, but Taihao’s strength is enough to maintain these rules.
Taihao clan was located in the north of Zhilan City, and the route needed to be carefully planned. The witch he was going to escort was in the city, so he went to meet her first.
Qin Sang blended into the crowd, making sure that no one was following him, and soon arrived at the other end of Zhilan City and met the witch.
"Sheshuang greets Elder Qin!"
The witch, holding a round fan and dressed in gorgeous clothes, bowed softly.
This girl has reached the late stage of Spirit Transformation. In order to compete for the position of Chief Witch, Dongyang clan has carefully cultivated her. She is not the kind of ignorant girl who only knows how to practice hard and is ignorant of worldly affairs.
Facing Qin Sang, She Shuang showed just the right amount of respectfulness without losing any of her radiance, just like a bright flower blooming in front of Qin Sang, her almond eyes containing charm and shyness.
"Next, you should announce to the public that you are my disciple, and I don't need to say anything extra," Qin Sang said in a deep voice, not moved by her appearance at all.
She Shuang felt the invisible pressure, her body trembled violently, and she felt that everything around her was moving away from her. She stretched out her slender neck like a fish out of water.
Suddenly the pressure disappeared, She Shuang was as if she had been pardoned, she gasped for breath, her face fading, "It's too late... Disciple understands!"
There was deep awe in her eyes, and she never dared to act presumptuously in front of Elder Qin again.
An hour later.
Outside Zhilan City, a magic ship rose into the sky, shot into the clouds, and disappeared into the horizon.
On the Dharma boat.
Qin Sang sat cross-legged with the Grey Oriole sword placed across his knees.
She Shuang sat aside. The magic boat was driven by Qin Sang's true energy, and she was in charge of controlling the direction.
She was now dressed in men's clothes, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, looking like a handsome gentleman, but her body was stiff and her expression was a little unnatural. Whenever she recalled her feelings just now, she felt a chill in her heart. At that moment, she had no doubt that if she dared to disobey Elder Qin, the other party would kill her without hesitation. The dispute between the chief witch and the witch was not her life-saving talisman!
"Master, where are we going now?" She Shuang asked cautiously, fearing that she would disturb Qin Sang's practice and that the sword would stab him directly.
"Go to Guiziyuan."
Qin Sang's eyelids moved slightly and he said lightly.
The most dangerous part of escorting the witch is the second half, the part close to Taihao. The first half will be relatively easier as there is another group of people to attract attention for them, so there is no need to worry about being assassinated for the time being.
There are still ten years until the Great Sacrifice of Heaven and Earth, so there is plenty of time.
Qin Sang prepared to take the opportunity to travel around the Wu Clan. He had a deep understanding of the customs and habits of the Wu Clan, so he picked out a few places of interest and prepared to explore them along the way. The first one was Guiziyuan.
"Ghost, ghost mother, ghost mother can't really have a son?"
Qin Sang secretly complained and expressed his dissatisfaction with the ghost mother.
He read the information of all the major clans in the Dongyang clan, and got to know the famous and powerful people in each clan. He even knew a little about some powerful people in the witch clan, but there was no one named "Ghost Mother".
Qin Sang still remembered that when he was in the lower world, the Ghost Mother vowed that after returning to the upper world, she would always act in the name of the Ghost Mother, and that he would be able to find her when he arrived in the territory of the Witch Clan.
But where is she now?
Was it that the Dongyang clan was too weak to be worthy of knowing the Ghost Mother's name, or was it that the Ghost Mother was just deceiving him at that time?
Thinking about the ghost mother's previous words and deeds, Qin Sang couldn't help but feel suspicious, but he could do nothing about her and could only find ways to find her.
He was ready to try his luck with those clans and secret realms related to "ghosts", some of which had extraordinary origins and might be related to the Ghost Mother.
Qin Sang, however, didn't have much hope for this journey.
As Qin Sang's horizons gradually broadened, he felt that the Ghost Mother had a very important background. The Ghost Mother had been sealed in the Storm Realm for who knows how many years and was still alive. Even if she was a Mahayana cultivator before, Qin Sang did not find it strange.
If he was really a Mahayana cultivator, it would be even more troublesome. Let alone finding out the ghost mother's cave, Qin Sang didn't even have the qualifications to visit her, not to mention being in the territory of an alien race.
Taihao clan is his greatest hope, so Qin Sang needs to make friends with Dongyang clan and help him infiltrate Taihao clan.
She Shuang had a geomancy map in her hand, and found the location of Guiziyuan. She realized that going to Guiziyuan would completely deviate from the direction. They were now outside the territory of the Dongyang clan, and going to Guiziyuan would mean entering the heartland of another clan. If they encountered danger, they would no longer be able to ask for help from the clan.
Despite all her worries, She Shuang did not dare to express her opinions to Qin Sang in person and turned around obediently.
The will of Elder Qin was not something she could influence.
The Dharma Boat sped above the clouds, passing over countless mountains and rivers.
Qin Sang used some magic to conceal his presence, and he did not attract any spying along the way, so he safely survived the first ten days.
the eleventh day.
She Shuang looked at the monotonous scenery on the earth and felt bored.
After ten days of getting along, she was not so nervous anymore.
I couldn't help but glance at Qin Sang beside me. For the past ten days, Qin Sang had been sitting there, motionless, like a sculpture, not as ferocious as I had imagined.
“It would be nice if it could always be like this.”
Sheshuang yawned and thought to herself.
Suddenly, She Shuang seemed to see a flash of lightning, her heart skipped a beat and she almost screamed out.
It turned out that Qin Sang opened his eyes, and his eyes burst into a terrifying light.
"Master..."
She Shuang hurriedly saluted, but saw Qin Sang's eyes passing over her and scanning the earth.
Immediately afterwards, the Tianmu Butterfly also flew out from Qin Sang's Dantian, and the Tianmu on its wings flickered slightly.
"What a beautiful spiritual butterfly," She Shuang's eyes were attracted by the Tianmu butterfly.
(End of this chapter)