Chapter 2258 Signs
In the past ten years, Qin Sang has mainly been refining the Qingxiao Thunder and practicing the Water and Fire Combination Chapter.
As for "Celestial Demon Refining", he only needs to calculate the time and practice for a few days to make the speed of practice less shocking. But Qin Sang always had a sense of urgency, and finally chose to upgrade his cultivation to the middle stage of divine transformation in these ten years.
During this period of time, the mysterious Qingluan never appeared, and he concentrated on deducing the magical power of Luan Star.
What surprised Qin Sang the most was that in the process of refining Qingxiao Lei, he actually had his own Qingluan Demonic Thunder!
Qin Sang can be sure that this is indeed the real Qingluan Demonic Thunder, no different from the Qingluan Clan, because like the Qingluan Clan monks, he can continue to refine the Qingluan Demonic Thunder until he has his own Qingluan True Thunder!
"What is this? Am I a human or a demon?"
Qin Sang was confused.
Ever since entering the fantasy world, "Celestial Demon Refining" has shown all kinds of unusual things.
This situation has never been seen before, and Qin Sang doesn't know whether it is good or bad, so he can only take one step at a time.
"Senior, you are finally awake."
On this day, Qin Sang was practicing as usual, and suddenly heard the call of the mysterious Qingluan.
Qin Sang noticed that the mysterious Qingluan's voice became clearer again. As his cultivation improved step by step, the communication between the two parties became smoother and smoother.
The mysterious Qingluan took the initiative to ask Qin Sang about his current state. After getting the answer, he was immediately surprised, "You... made another breakthrough?"
For a powerful person like the mysterious Qingluan, ten years are just a blink of an eye, but because he is in a difficult situation and is constantly facing the threat of powerful enemies, it feels like his days are like years.
"Qing Xiao Lei is indeed a perfect match for this junior! Thanks to senior for guiding me here, I gave this junior the opportunity to refine Qing Xiao Lei. I am very grateful."
Qin Sang's tone was full of gratitude, giving all the credit to the mysterious Qingluan and Qingxiao Lei.
The mysterious Qingluan couldn't help but be silent for a moment. Because of Qin Sang's previous performance, it gradually ignited a glimmer of hope from its initial despair, but unexpectedly underestimated Qin Sang's potential.
Qin Sang didn't want to dwell on this topic for too long, and asked expectantly: "Senior, is there any progress in deducing magical powers?"
"have……"
The mysterious Qingluan Road.
Qin Sang couldn't wait to ask: "What can the junior do for the senior?"
"If it succeeds, I can...send you in..."
The mysterious Qingluan explained to Qin Sang intermittently.
Knowing the whole story, Qin Sang couldn't help but feel refreshed.
In the past ten years, the mysterious Qingluan has been conducting deductions while resisting the attacks of powerful enemies, and has continuously improved the magical power of Luan Star, and has indeed achieved certain results.
Originally I could only convey its thoughts, but now I can try to convey a magical power to Qin Sang, and then use Qin Sang's hands to display it! Moreover, it can only be done between it and Qin Sang, because this is based on the 'bridge' between it and Qin Sang.
But the problem still exists, after all, it only took ten years, and the mysterious Qingluan was constantly attacked by enemies and could not concentrate.
There are three main problems.
First, the success of the mysterious Qingluan cannot be guaranteed, because it must be very careful when transmitting it. Once it is leaked, it will be noticed by its enemies.
If the enemy cuts off the connection between them, or discovers Qin Sang's existence and sends minions to hunt him down, hope will be completely ruined and will never be restored.
Because of this, after the mysterious Qingluan passed on his magical powers, he could not do more. He could only rely on Qin Sang himself.
Secondly, the magical powers passed down will definitely be weakened layer by layer, and finally reach Qin Sang. I don’t know how much power they can retain.
Third, no matter how powerful it is, it all comes from this great power. Since it was through Qin Sang's hands, if he wanted to perform it smoothly, Qin Sang would have to endure extraordinary pressure, which would also be a great test for him.
Now, Qin Sang has made a breakthrough again, and his endurance has become stronger. The mysterious Qingluan decided to try it now.
If the test is successful, Qin Sang can be sent into the depths of Qingxiao Buxu and reach the source of Qingxiao Thunder.
That is the birthplace of Qingxiao Lei. To be more precise, it is the place where the Qingluan Clan created Qingxiao Lei. In addition to the complicated formation restrictions, there is one more crucial thing.
"I wonder what this thing that senior asked me to pick up is?"
Qin Sang was curious.
The mysterious Qingluan did not hide anything, "...a part of my clan's sacred object..."
"Holy object?"
Qin Sang secretly wondered, no wonder Qingxiao Lei was so mysterious and related to the Qingluan Clan's sacred object.
It can be said that without this sacred object, Qingxiao Lei would not be born in the world.
The purpose of the mysterious Qingluan is also very simple. Since Qin Sang can refine Qingxiao Lei so quickly, it means that he is born with Qingxiao Lei and even the holy object.
If Qin Sang could directly refine the sacred object, his cultivation speed would surely reach a higher level.
This sounds incredible. The Qingluan tribe has not appeared before, but it does not mean that it will not happen in the future.
A great era is coming, and there will always be creatures in the world who are favored by fate and have destiny. Why can't it be Qin Sang?
The fact that Qin Sang could hear his call was enough to prove that Qin Sang was extraordinary, and the mysterious Qingluan had no choice but to try anyway.
The mysterious Qingluan asked Qin Sang to prepare, and the transmission would begin during the interval between the next enemy attacks!
Qin Sang immediately left the cave, sneaked away, and headed north to a misty place.
He was familiar with the roads and sneaked into it easily. It turned out to be a puddle of water inside.
The water was clear and transparent, with no fish, only a few scattered spiritual trees. These spiritual trees had a strange appearance, and each tree had only one flower at the top. The flower was huge, like a lotus, and the center of the flower was growing blue lotus fruit.
Another batch of blue lotus fruit was about to mature, Qin Sang picked them and returned to the cave to wait.
This time, it only took ten days for the mysterious Qingluan to communicate with Qin Sang again.
"Summon... Dharma image... Calm your mind..."
Qin Sang sat cross-legged in the cave, facing the depths of the blue sky and blue sky, and slowly closed his eyes.
The Qingluan Dharma image appeared behind him, gently flapped its wings, and finally plunged into Qin Sang's body.
In an instant, the green thunder illuminated the cave, and Qin Sang was surrounded by thunder and lightning.
Qin Sang's mind was completely calm, and he felt a sense of emptiness, nothing, and no mysterious Qingluan's voice.
He waited patiently, and he didn't know how long it had been, and suddenly he had an inexplicable feeling.
In the emptiness, a ball of light seemed to appear, like a green light, and like ethereal starlight.
Light came from nowhere and descended in an instant!
Inside the cave.
Qin Sang still closed his eyes, but his body suddenly stood up, facing the depths of Qingxiao Bixu, raised his right arm, extended his index finger, and drew a line from top to bottom.
In an instant, Qin Sang seemed to have suffered a severe blow, his breath became extremely weak, a look of pain flashed across his face, and blood flowed out of his seven orifices, which was shocking.
"Is this the power of the great power?"
Qin Sang was secretly shocked.
You know, this is the mysterious Qingluan taking into account his cultivation and deliberately controlling the power, and it has been weakened layer by layer. In addition, Qin Sang has the vision and control of the refining period, but it is still so difficult.
At the moment when the pressure reached the peak, Qin Sang almost thought he was going to explode and die.
Success!
Qin Sang and the mysterious Qingluan both breathed a sigh of relief and were greatly excited. This success is of great significance, which means that the mysterious Qingluan can directly provide help to Qin Sang in the future, and Qin Sang's safety is finally guaranteed.
The same is true for Qin Sang, who is one step closer to finding Liuli!
However, they are only seeing a glimmer of hope now. Qin Sang can only bear one transmission. Mysterious Qingluan is afraid of being discovered by the enemy, so he dare not transmit continuously. When the critical moment comes, only one magic skill cannot solve the problem. They need to continue to improve.
Qin Sang suffered a backlash and fell into a weak state, but he did not hesitate, swallowed a handful of pills, and took a step forward.
In front of him, where his fingers passed, the green light flashed, like a green thunder. Looking closely, it turned out to be a crack that penetrated the void. A loophole appeared in the Qingxiao Bixu formation!
Although the power was weakened layer by layer, the mysterious Qingluan knew this formation very well. This time it was equivalent to it taking action personally, with the effect of four ounces to move a thousand gold, and directly sent Qin Sang into the core of the secret realm.
The green light separated to both sides, revealing a portal, and Qin Sang stepped in.
The next moment, Qin Sang found himself above a clear spring.
All around, up and down, left and right, there was nothing, only a clear spring floating here, the spring water was extremely pure, looking at the calm water surface, Qin Sang felt that his mind had calmed down.
"Take it out."
Mysterious Qingluan said.
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Qin Sang sensed that there was indeed something in the spring, and he carefully pulled the thing according to the secret technique passed down by the mysterious Qingluan.
Gradually, the water surface was rippled, and something, accompanied by a touch of green light, slowly floated to the surface.
This thing was ethereal like smoke, soft like water, and pure like pure green light. It seemed that it was not a real thing in the world, so holy that people could not help but want to worship it and dare not play with it.
It was like a heart, beating constantly.
This thing was the power extracted from the sacred object of the Qingluan clan, which was equivalent to a part of the sacred object.
In order to protect this thing, the Qingluan clan set up many defenses.
Unfortunately, it is difficult to prevent a thief from the family, not to mention that the status of the internal thief is higher than that of the clan leader.
"Try... refine it..."
Mysterious Qingluan's tone was full of expectation.
"If I refine it, what will happen?" Qin Sang stared at the holy object and hesitated.
The Qingxiao Thunder created by the holy object will have hidden dangers when it is refined.
Mysterious Qingluan pondered for a moment and told Qin Sang the possible consequences.
Qin Sang's realm is too low. Forcibly refining the holy object may overdraw his potential, causing Qin Sang to stop practicing at the peak of the Dharma Realm.
If their plan succeeds and drives away the demon from outside the sky, Mysterious Qingluan promises to help him solve the hidden dangers with all his strength. If the plan fails, nothing will happen, and it doesn't matter whether Qin Sang can break through or not.
Of course, these are all Mysterious Qingluan's guesses, and they may not happen.
"You should leave..."
Mysterious Qingluan urged.
Qin Sang also understood that he could not stay here for long. He had only stolen the Qingxiao Thunder before, but now he was cutting off the firewood and directly stealing the holy object. Once the Qingluan clan found out, the whole clan would be furious.
Before leaving, Qin Sang did not forget to collect some Qingxiao thunder and picked a batch of blue lotus fruits.
From the time Qin Sang came in to the time he left, more than ten years had passed. The strong men of the Qingluan clan who guarded this place had been sleeping, unaware that the secret realm had become an empty shell.
"Senior, where are we going now?" Qin Sang asked.
He was full of expectations. If he broke into a few more secret realms and holy places like this, wouldn't he be rich?
"Those holy places... are more strict... they are not something you can break into... Don't... be too greedy... concentrate on refining the holy objects... they will benefit you endlessly..."
The mysterious Qingluan taught Qin Sang earnestly.
The Holy Land of the Qingluan Clan is different from the secret realm here. It is related to the rise and fall of the clan. Even if he takes action through Qin Sang, he is not sure.
As for other secret realms, he had not paid attention to them before, and he did not want Qin Sang to waste his energy on these places.
Qin Sang's only mission now is to improve his cultivation level as soon as possible. The higher his cultivation level, the more he can withstand its more powerful magical powers and compete with the minions of the devil from outside.
"...go to the battlefield...the treasure is most likely...to be born...on the battlefield..."
The mysterious Qingluan left these words and fell silent again. It also spent a lot of effort on this transmission.
"Then go back."
Qin Sang thought to himself that the harvest from this trip far exceeded expectations, and he didn't know what surprises this Qingluan tribe's sacred object could bring to him.
Afterwards, Qin Sang headed west. On the way, he was not in a hurry to refine the Qingluan tribe's sacred object, but was using various methods to understand its characteristics.
Because no Qingluan had ever done such a thing before, the mysterious Qingluan could not give any advice to Qin Sang.
Qin Sang kept going all the way, traveling under starry night.
On this day, he was flying in the sky, still half way from the battlefield.
He put on some disguise and hid a Qingxiao Thunder in his palm, refining it on the roadside.
Until late at night, the sky was cloudless and the stars were shining brightly.
Qin Sang's expression suddenly changed slightly, and he suddenly stopped in mid-air, feeling an inexplicable palpitation in his heart. It was certain that it was not his own fault, but came from the outside world. At that moment, the world seemed to shake.
Even in the middle of the night, everything below was clearly visible in Qin Sang's eyes.
There is nothing abnormal about the mountains, rivers, vegetation, birds and animals here.
Qin Sang also saw several demon cultivators gathering together to absorb the starlight, and there was nothing unusual about them.
"Coming!"
Suddenly, Qin Sang heard the mysterious Qingluan's shout.
Obviously, it was not Qin Sang's illusion just now, and the mysterious Qingluan also sensed it.
Could it be that only I and the mysterious Qingluan can sense it, but not other creatures?
Qin Sang thought for a moment that the mysterious Qingluan was a powerful person and his identity was a devil from outside the world.
Could it be...
Qin Sang vaguely guessed, pretending to be confused and confused, and said: "Senior, what did you say? Could it be that the clan discovered that I had stolen the sacred object and caught up with me?"
His tone turned to panic again, without any flaws.
"It's not the pursuers...the heaven is shaking...the signs...the signs have appeared!"
The mysterious Qingluan kept urging, "This is a sign that the treasure appears... Hurry... Go to the battlefield!"
Qin Sang was shocked. Sure enough, it was the treasure that was about to be born that would cause the heaven to shake.
It seems that the method deduced by the great power in this world to sense the secrets of heaven worked before. During the ten years he had been in seclusion in Qingxiao Bixu, the two sides had been fighting endlessly. The battlefield had already flowed into rivers of blood, and the treasure was finally coming out!