owing the penniless old Taoist, Mingyue had never eaten so many good things. She ate with a smile, bouncing around Qin Sang. Gradually, she relaxed. However, she felt sorry for Qin Sang, "Brother, you...Walking between the glow of the setting sun and crimson flames.
> At intervals, an attack will appear.
The weapons conjured by the spirit formations are all different.
There are Zen staffs, alms bowls, and also golden swords and sabers.
These weapons were imposing, but they all had the same weakness. Qin Sang only needed to dodge in time to easily avoid them.
The journey was smooth sailing.
Qin Sang, guided by the fire jade centipede, sped forward.
Throughout this process, Qin Sang did not slack off. With the help of Tian Mu Die, he focused all his attention on analyzing the spirit formation.
He was well-versed in the classics of Yuanshenmen and had some insights into the way of arraying and forbidding.
Though this is a Buddhist formation, some of the rules are similar.
However, he was in the midst of the formation and only saw a glimpse of it. He didn't know the full picture of the spirit array, and couldn't think of a way to break it in a short time, so he could only follow the rules of the spirit array.
As time passed, Qin Sang's understanding of the spirit formation deepened, and the time to break it had come!
>Between steps.
Qin Sang was even more awed by the ingenuity of the spirit array.
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Besides the Purple Micro Palace and the Seven Kills Hall, those mysterious celestial prohibitions he couldn't understand, this spirit array was the most complex and grand he had ever encountered. The person who set up the array possessed an unimaginable mastery of the art of formations.
He raced non-stop for several hours, but still hadn't reached the end.
...and the time spent in the first array of spirit formations.
By this time, it had been more than half a day since they entered the Jinghai Sect.
The range of the spirit formation could certainly not be this vast, it must be that the person who set up the formation used a clever technique, creating a miniature dojo within a snail shell, trapping those who entered the formation in a confined space.
There are such powerful figures in Buddhism, but for some reason they remain unknown.
Along the way, I didn't see the trace of Mu Valley Master and the Demon-Confounding Old Man.
Qin Sang no longer thought much about it.
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At this time, Qin Sang noticed that the frequency of attacks was increasing.
He braced himself, his speed increasing even further.
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'Whoosh! Whoosh!'
Not flying far, Qin Sang suddenly stopped, his pupils constricting.
Before him, a Buddha statue blocked his way.
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Unlike the Thousand Buddha Wall, there is only one towering Buddha here, with twenty-four heads and eighteen arms. Each hand holds Buddhist treasures such as golden swords, parasols, Zen staffs, lotuses, and alms bowls.
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Qin Sang's attacks along the way, it turned out, were all coming from the Buddha statues.
Even the Buddha statues were not spared, tainted by the crimson flames. Their entire bodies were a mixture of red gold.
The eighteen Arhat's hands, forged from the power of a spiritual formation, gathered golden light and solidified before Qin Sang. After taking shape, they launched an attack against him.
Qin Sang approached.
The Buddha statue has a fierce, angry expression.
Qin Sang's heart tightened, and she hurriedly dodged sideways.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two weapons flew off the Buddha's hand, coming straight towards Qin Sang. Luckily, Qin Sang was quick-witted, or he would have been injured.
Attacks are becoming more frequent and severe with each passing incident.
Qin Sang calmly responded, his eyes never leaving the Buddha statue. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he waved his sleeve to cast out the magic banner. The phoenix wings behind him beat rapidly, transforming into a blue light that flashed like lightning and rushed to the front of the Buddha statue.
'Boom!'
The Fire Dragon was right in the center of Buddha's forehead.
"Bang!"
A deafening roar shook the air, and the Buddha statue's movements froze instantly. Then, starting from its brow, it began to shatter.
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In the blink of an eye, the entire Buddha statue collapsed, revealing a swirling vortex of crimson and gold.
Qin Sang rushed into the chaos before the Red Flame Uprising, without a moment's hesitation.
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As one enters and exits, the scenery changes again.
Qin Sang looked at the drastically different scene around him, knowing that he had entered the third transformation again. He couldn't help but rub his temples wearily, "At this rate, I don't know how many days it will take to find the loophole in the spirit formation. If we delay any longer, more nascent infants will be attracted, and things will become even more chaotic."
Qin Sang sighed inwardly, took a moment to catch his breath, summoned the Fire Jade Centipede, found the right direction, and set off again.
So it is.
Time slowly passed.
Qin Sang dashed through the spirit formation, encountering all sorts of Buddhist techniques. His understanding of Buddhism deepened, and he wondered if this hardship had turned into a blessing in disguise.
Unknowingly, Qin Sang had already stayed here for almost five days.
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These days.
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Qin Sang was tormented by the various changes in the spirit formation, running around tiredly. In fact, he rarely encountered real danger.
If they hadn't been pressured by the likes of the Demon Old Man, these four could have easily broken out of the formation, it would just have taken them a bit longer.
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In the spirit realm, there is no distinction between day and night.
At this moment.
Qin Sang was actually on a road paved with gold bricks.
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The Golden Brick Road stretches across the void, its end unknown.
He sat cross-legged in meditation.
The Yuanying talisman puppet guarded him, ready to counter any attack that might appear.
Qin Sang had just taken a few pills and was in the process of refining them.
After an unknown amount of time, Qin Sang suddenly opened his eyes, full of energy and vigor. His breath was steady, and a confident gleam shone in his eyes.
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After five days of relentless exploration, Qin Sang finally grasped the majority of the Spirit Array's rules, enough to break it.
Moreover, he was now very close to the core of the spirit formation.
He lowered his head to look at the golden brick road, Qin Sang stood up and galloped forward for a while, then suddenly stopped, found the spirit array node, and used the old trick again, offering the Jiuyou Demon Fire.
The demon fire floated before him.
Qin Sang's movements were unceasing. He took out a set of formation tools from the Qianjun Seal.
This was refined when he left Yuanshen Gate. It is powerful and can be used as an auxiliary means.
Qin Sang's hands moved rapidly, forming seals that covered him in an array of protective symbols. He paused for a moment, then looked down at the golden bricks with his eyes narrowed. With a sudden downward press of both hands...
"Whoosh..."
The array shuddered, the Xuanhuang light converged, forming a stone spear that plunged down hard.
'Boom!'
Gold is shining brightly.
The road cracked with a resounding boom.
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The Nine Nether Demon Fire followed closely behind, charging down fiercely.
At that instant, a thick red-gold radiance erupted, and the magic banner fluttered wildly.
Qin Sang narrowed his eyes, his vision a blur of chaos. He could feel the surrounding spiritual array's power was in utter disarray, and powerful waves surged from all around him. The spiritual array began to fight back.
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His expression remained unchanged, then he suddenly plummeted downwards.
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This is a purplish-red space.
Flames dance across the sky.
The stream of fire is purple, a manifestation of intensely concentrated red flames.
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Streams of purple fire danced in the void, like dragons, emitting a terrifying aura. The higher they went, the more numerous the fire streams became, obscuring the sky from view.
Below is a bare piece of ground.
The area isn't vast, not even as large as the Hundred Flowers Valley. There are only two mountain ranges intersecting, converging at the highest peak in the middle.
There are traces of rivers in the mountains, but they have all dried up.
A jet of fire erupted from the peak, crimson breath flowing ceaselessly from within. It immediately merged with and amplified the purple radiance.
On this vast land, one can see stars twinkling like gold.
There is a golden peak towering atop the mountain.
There stood a pagoda shining with golden splendor.
Qin Sang finally broke free from the spirit formation, carefully dodging the floating flames around him. He leaned down to look at the strange scene below.
“This is the Jing Hai Sect”
Qin Sang muttered to himself.
He looked around, seeing no one. There was a deathly silence in the Jinghai Sect, and the Buddhist disciples had already vanished without a trace.
> Besides, he didn't see the Demon Elder, Mu Guzhu and others.
It seems he's the first one to come here.
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