to take in a few disciples.He has been observing Tan Yi'en. His character and talent are both good, he is also a descendant of old acquaintances, and he has no entanglements with other forces, his bac...Having informed Qin Sang of how to contact him, Mo Xingdao continued, “Hong Yuzi was quite seriously injured this time. The medicinal pills can only temporarily alleviate the injury. He needs to return to Dao Ting to recuperate for a period of time and will likely not be coming back here anytime soon. As for myself, I cannot act alone. When he recovers, I will send word to you before taking action. I wonder where Fellow Qin is staying”

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Qin Sang thought for a moment and said, "Fellow Daoist, you can send the message to Hutong City. I will make the arrangements."

The two agreed upon a certain seal as their secret mark.

Mo Xingdao and Hong Yazi returned to this place later, venturing deep into the Zhi Tan. They had Qin Sang follow behind them, while Mo Xingdao secretly left behind clues, and the two of them waited for an opportunity to act.

This is just a rough plan.

After all, Mo Xindao was controlled by Hong Yuzi and had no freedom. There were too few things he could do.

Time and circumstances change, no one can guess where the future will lead. The two could only promise to stay in touch and adjust accordingly.

At that time, Qin Sang's answer, whether or not to agree, also depends on his own circumstances.

There are undercurrents between the Ghost Fang Country and the Dao Court, perhaps there is something we can use.

Qin Sang pondered for a moment, then asked, "In your deep exploration of the Altar of Governance, did you discover anything"

Mo Xingdao mentioned just now that his and Hongyuzi's purpose in entering the Guishan Zhi**an this time was twofold: first, to investigate the schemes of the demon from the Ghost State; second, to delve deep into the Zhi**an and find places that matched Mo Xingdao's memories.

"No."

"The deeper we go, the more complex and dangerous it becomes. Hong Yuzi alone is already a risk, but to constantly protect him will be even harder. My old injuries haven't healed yet, and even without this incident, I would find it very difficult."

After a moment's pause, Mo Xingdao continued, "I will now tell you some scenes from my memory. Fellow Daoist, if you have time, you might as well search for them and take the initiative."

Qin Sang was a little surprised. Didn't Mo Xingdao fear that after he found a way out, he would ascend alone

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But then I thought, even if there was a way out in the depths of the arena, it would surely lead to the Netherworld. Moreover, there's no guarantee it would lead directly back to the path of ascension. What if we fell into the chaotic depths of the Netherworld It would be extremely dangerous.

He had never been to the Abyss, and teaming up with Mo Xindao was the wisest choice.

Little did they know, Mo Xingdao had no other choice.

The Imperial History of the Nine Heavens Golden Palace and the Daoist Court behind it were like a mountain, making Mo Xingdao dare not act presumptuously.

Qin Sang was his only external force he could rely on.

During the Storm World, he had interacted with Qin Sang several times. He had also heard evaluations of Qin Sang from figures like the Sage of Enlightenment and others, so he had a general understanding of Qin Sang's temperament. He clearly understood how Qin Sang, with his late Nascent Soul cultivation, managed to navigate between two cultivators at the Divine Transformation stage, and he was quite impressed.

Then, Mo Xingdao replayed some fragments of his memories.

Scene after scene flashed into Qin Sang's mind, most of them chaotic. Looking at these, Qin Sang's memories were also triggered.

He recalled his experience falling into the spatial turbulence, a sense of powerlessness and despair washing over him.

Even the clearest memory fragments are very blurry, but Qin Sang could feel something unusual in these scenes, very much like the various magical illusions of the spiritual platform. No wonder Hong Yuzi would suspect this place.

"And also about our experiences this time," Mo Xing said before Qin Sang could respond, and then transmitted some information.

He and Hong Yazi were not just on a simple exploration, but searching for the path to ascension. Every stretch of their journey, they would first find a place to settle, carving out a safer route.

Before coming, Honghuzizi did some preparations. At first, they were very fast, but the slower they went later on.

Deep within, the auspicious clouds were almost invisible. Phantasmagoria and lingering divine powers filled every space, leaving no room for maneuvering. One could only rely on their own strength to force their way through.

"Hong Yuzi's last entry was into a pure white light domain, which was originally harmless. The golden light burst triggered a wave of light, and soon after the wave appeared, Hong Yuzi was seriously injured and returned. Because I fell behind, I escaped." Mo Xing said, recalling the scene at the time, and he was also somewhat terrified.

Qin Sang nodded and made a note of the place.

He needn't necessarily repeat Hong Yuzi's path. It was a purposeless search anyway, as long as he could keep delving deeper, from any other direction would do the same. He should choose according to his own capabilities.

For example, some supernatural powers that attack the soul or influence the spirit, he can easily pass through.

Mo Xingdao was about to say something more when his tone suddenly changed. He spoke in a low voice: "Hong Yuzi is awake! Qin Daoist, we'll meet again!"

Then, the features on the stone vanished.

Qin Sang raised his hand and grabbed the stone. The moment it landed in his hand, the stone changed shape, becoming a cold stone statue.

This is the token of Mo Xingdao's identity.

Qin Sang put the Qianjun Ring away, and then he felt a divine sense sweep across him. He remained composed, rose to his feet, and flew back to the stone pavilion.

Mo Xingdao stood with his hands clasped at the corner of the stone pavilion. Their gazes met, then quickly parted as if nothing had happened.

Hong Yuzi refined the spiritual pill, his breath was stable, and he could hardly see any injuries. Only his complexion was faintly pale.

Then, Zhijian Zhenren and others also arrived one after another.

Hong Yuzi swept over the crowd, with a flick of his wrist, he sent a talisman flying towards Qin Sang. "This poor Taoist and Wan Zhenren set up a talisman array here, please, Qingfeng Zhenren, take this talisman and respond to our fellow practitioners."

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"Certainly, as you wish!"

Qin Sang bowed, took the talisman, and told the several real people beside him to be careful.

The expressions of the others were grave, but the Swordmaster remained calmly smiling, saying it was no matter.

Qin Sang knew that the true strength of the Sword-Wielding Immortal was far from what it seemed on the surface. That sword strike comparable to a Void Refinement expert was proof enough.

It's a pity that we were forced to separate this time and couldn't see the brilliant swordsmanship with our own eyes.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

All true immortals transformed their bodies into light and vanished in a blink of an eye.

Qin Sang entered the stone pavilion, crossed his legs and sat down, placing the spiritual talisman on his lap. He sensed it slightly and discovered the presence of the formation.

This formation relies on the gray mist, it's extremely subtle and difficult to detect before activation.

Through the Fu array, Qin Sang could perceive the situation outside the gray curtain. If someone pursued him here, he would be able to detect it in advance.

After everyone else left, the stone pavilion was silent and peaceful.

Qin Sang thought about his experiences on this journey. He was curious about the source of the golden light and the demons' schemes, but he quickly reminded himself not to investigate too deeply and to avoid being drawn into the war.

He put aside his thoughts, calming the lingering effects of the wood spirit's qi within him while paying attention to the depths of the divination platform.

Time flies.

> More than half an hour has passed.

The golden light has faded, and the ripples that affected the entire governing platform are gradually subsiding, making the surroundings quieter.

Deep in the hall of governance, there have been no signs for a long time, nor have I seen any true masters return.

Qin Sang was idle, his thoughts churning, one thing after another passing through his mind.

Encountering Mo Xingdao disrupted the previous plans. Next, we need to find a lead and sort things out properly. We must cultivate and seek the path to ascension simultaneously.

As I was deep in thought, a glimmer of light shone forth from within the gray curtain. Between the gaps of illusion, a slender path formed by auspicious clouds appeared.

Qin Sang's expression tightened slightly. After a closer look, he confirmed that it was a ray of escaping light flying towards him. The aura was very weak and the speed wasn't fast either, only comparable to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

At this moment, the cultivators in Gu Shan Zhi Tan are at least in the Nascent Soul stage.

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"Could someone be seriously injured"

Qin Sang's heart sank involuntarily.

Someone was seriously injured and returned so quickly. Could it be that they were overpowered by demons

Qin Sang suddenly stood up, his expression flickering. But as the escaping light gradually approached, Qin Sang suddenly felt something was wrong.

“How is it him”

Upon seeing this man, Qin Sang was taken aback and quite surprised.

The visitor was a tall, thin Taoist priest with a very familiar face. It was actually Yun Wei, the true person of Lougu Mountain!

When Qin Sang received the summons to cultivate the Four Seasons Flowers, he fought against Shi for the right to do so.

Yun Wei was still holding a young woman in his arms. Her face was as pale as death, and she was barely breathing. She lay motionless in his embrace, clearly badly injured.

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While they were flying through the air, Yun Wei, the true man of the sky, would from time to time glance at the young woman's state, his face full of anxiety.

"How could he be here"

Qin Sang was puzzled.

Guanyun Weizin's cultivation level is still in the late stage of Nascent Soul.

A cultivator at the Yuan Ying stage, if bold enough and prepared in advance, could traverse the Nine Curves Star River, venturing to its outermost regions for a taste of the world beyond.

Even if one wishes to delve further, a divine transformation cultivator must still proceed with utmost caution.

Yun Wei's true direction came from the depths of the altar. He was only a nascent soul cultivator, and he dared to go so deep, his courage was too great.

Qin Sang carefully scrutinized the woman in the guise of a maiden, discovering that she was also a Yuan Ying cultivator. He felt even more perplexed.

He stood in the pavilion, looking at Yun Wei and the other two, making no move.

"Please, senior, open the talisman formation!"

As he flew to the front of the gray curtain, Yun Wei's eyes glimmered with hope. He raised his voice and shouted, while drawing a divine talisman in the air.

Seeing the talisman, Qin Sang pondered for a moment and opened the formation.

This was the secret code he had made with Hong Yizi. Yun Wei knew this symbol, meaning he was sent by Hong Yizi.

Thank you, seniors!

Yun Wei was overjoyed, holding the female crown tightly. He dashed through layer upon layer of gray mist, arriving before the pavilion. Still anxious, he performed a grand bow and said, “Please, senior, save my junior sister!”

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Qin Sang glanced at the woman with disdain and said, "Who told you to come here"

"Greetings, Honorable Elder Hongyu and Elder Wan. The junior disciple, along with his master, encountered the two esteemed elders on our journey. My master, upon their invitation, went to confront demons and had to hastily suppress my younger sister's injuries. However, these wounds will progressively worsen. Elder Wan advised the junior disciple to seek your aid, hoping that you would lend a hand..."

Yun Wei's words flew out quickly, no wonder he was anxious. The maiden's breath grew fainter and fainter, her face flushed with an unnatural redness.

It turned out to be the Nascent Soul ancestor of Lǒugu Mountain. I wonder why he dared to bring his disciples into this place

Qin Sang recalled the conversation between You Yi and Yun Wei from back then.

Perhaps the ancestor of Mountain Mantis, Lu Gu Shan Lao Zu, found some treasure in the "Gu Shan Zhi Zhi Tan" and risked his life for it.

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"Senior, you just need to suppress the deviant energy within your junior sister and wait for Master to return before healing her."

Yún Wēi was afraid Qin Sang wouldn't agree, so he said repeatedly,

Suppressing the foreign power wouldn't consume too much true essence, but that force was very enigmatic, spreading into my junior sister's five internal organs and six bowels. It needed time, little by little sealing, to completely suppress it.

Since matters in Dao Ting were urgent, the Ancestor of Loushu Mountain didn't want to offend the two Zhengsipin celestial officials. He could only agree and ordered Yun Wei to bring the female scholar here as quickly as possible.

The mole cricket, Mountain Spirit, is a master of poisons and talismans.

Qin Sang had long wanted to contact the Luogushan, and he never expected to meet them here.

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Even if it wasn't the request of a true god, he would still lend a hand to help people.

Ming Yunwei placed the female crown on the ground. Qin Sang pointed his fingers at her brow, carefully examining her.

Yun Wei's heart finally let go, and he noticed Qin Sang. The more he looked, the more familiar he felt, and he couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

When Yun Wei heard the Taoist title 'Qingfeng Zhenren' from Wan Zhen, he didn't think much of it. He never expected it to be him!

They once fought on stage.

Today, we meet again. The other party has already taken that step, while he is still dawdling in the Yuan Ying stage.

Yun Wei's expression was complex. Seeing Qin Sang open his eyes, he looked concerned, "Senior, my junior sister..."

“Yun Wei Daoist friend, you and I can be considered not strangers. After many years, you don’t recognize the poor Dao” Qin Sang smiled faintly.

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Yun Wei's lips moved, and he smiled wryly: "A senior is not someone like us. How could we be disrespectful"

Qin Sang shook his head, no longer insisting, and lowered his gaze to examine the woman. "Suppressing this power shouldn't be difficult, but I wonder what caused it"

“This…”

Yun Wei first smiled with joy, then hesitated.

Seeing that he was in trouble, Qin Sang changed his question, "I wonder if this strange power is a kind of poison"

He probed the Queen's body, coming into contact with the otherworldly energy. Immediately, he had a discovery, feeling that the energy was both like and unlike poison, quite peculiar.

“As a junior, I lack the experience to determine if it is poisonous, but it is definitely related to poison. This strange power appeared suddenly when the golden light exploded, with no warning beforehand. My junior sister was unable to dodge it...”

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Saying this, Yun Wei's eyes lit up. He suddenly remembered that Qin Sang was also a master of toxicology, and the real-school method of dispelling toxins would be useless against him.

“Senior, could you perhaps remove the foreign power” Yun Wei pleaded with a glimmer of hope, his voice trembling with apprehension, fearing he might anger Qin Sang.

Before he broke through, Qin Sang could easily withstand the Disintegration Curse. Now that his cultivation has advanced greatly, his poison skills must have also improved significantly.

Prolonged presence of foreign objects in the body may leave unknown risks, it's best to remove them as soon as possible.

"Give it a try."

Qin Sang said lightly, his fingertips radiating a strange light, disappearing into the woman's body.

At the same time, Qin Sang manipulated the poison pearl and silently infiltrated it, coming into contact with the alien power. As expected, he successfully absorbed a trace of it.

The power within the woman's body wasn't particularly strong, but it was extremely strange, deeply rooted and unprecedented. Even the ancient ancestor of Mount Locust felt it was a formidable challenge.

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However, Qin Sang discovered that removing all abilities with the poisonous beads was not difficult. But he didn't want to appear so relaxed and pretended to be deep in thought.

A while later.

Seeing that his junior sister's face was beginning to show signs of improvement, Yun Wei was overjoyed and admired Qin Sang even more.

This is a test.

Seeing the crisis averted, Yun Wei's tightly wound nerves finally relaxed. He now had the time and mental space to think about other things. A glimmer of joy flashed in his eyes as if he had recalled something.

After a long time, Qin Sang withdrew all his powers and slowly retracted his skills.

The maiden's face was flushed, her breath still weak. She had recently recovered from a serious injury and lost some vitality, but there were no major issues.

"Many thanks to the senior for saving my junior sister's life. All of Loushu Mountain are deeply grateful to you."

Yun Wei bowed deeply, full of admiration. "Senior, your skills in poison surpass those from the past; few in the world can compare!"

“I dare not accept such praise. I am but a humble practitioner of poison-curing arts. I have long admired Master for your unrivaled skill in the Mountain Cicada Poison Curse.”

Qin Sang said calmly.

"To know that there is a fellow practitioner like this senior, Master would surely be overjoyed," Yun Wei said without holding back his praise.

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He hesitated, his eyes flickering, wanting to speak but ultimately swallowing his words.

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