Chapter 387: To Hear the Way in the Morning and Die at Night
litary affairs superficially, and remained in his position as deputy general without moving for a whole year.>He tried little by little, and the holes on the Yanluo Banner were completely repaired. Th...Once again, the scene of Lianlian dodging pursuers at the beginning is replayed.
Two breaths later.
'Bang!'
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Just as the ebony sword flew from Qin Sang's brow, the sword formation was struck by a fist upon its opening and pushed back, crashing into Qin Sang.
'Boom!'
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Qin Sang's chest ached violently, her throat felt sweet, and her upper body arched like shrimp before crashing heavily against the wall.
Luckily, the ebony sword was a magical artifact, hard enough to withstand the attack of the flying demon. Qin Sang also used the ebony sword to block the punch, narrowly escaping harm.
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At this time, Qin Sang was in a sorry state, sprawled on the ground. Just as he was about to get up, his vision suddenly darkened. The Flying Sky Asura appeared out of nowhere, lurking nearby once more.
At this moment, Qin Sang's divine sense finally recovered to the point where it could once again influence the Sky Corpse Talisman. He roared angrily and with all his might, controlled the Sky Corpse Talisman on the Flying Night Demon.
The Flying Sky Demon slightly hesitated!
Qin Sang naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity he had fought for. At this time, he, in a strange posture of half-lying down, slid out of the Ice Palace at the fastest speed.
Fifteen breaths!
As if breaking free from some boundary, the pervasive sense of urgency vanished. The Flying Demon disappeared without a trace.
Finally leaving the range of activity of the dead bodies, Qin Sang couldn't help but feel a sense of escape. The string in his mind that had been constantly tense finally relaxed.
"Huu..."
Qin Sang was gasping for breath like an ox, and his abdomen ached as if being twisted.
He gritted his teeth, covered his dantian with his hand, and half sat up.
Since entering the ice hall, only fifteen breaths of time have passed. In order to entangle the flying demon fox and prevent it from attacking Yun Youzi, he has exhausted all his strength and overdrawn his Qi Sea twice.
The second time, he directly used the most brutal methods to refine the pills, and then exhausted himself again. This caused great damage to his Qi Sea.
Qin Sang had been silently counting the time in her heart.
Living up to expectations, fifteen breaths of time, completing it without fail!
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The Flying Sky Demon was nowhere to be seen. Qin Sang stared in the direction where Yun Youzi was, there was no fighting, indicating that Yun Youzi had succeeded. He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
I believe a seasoned traveler like Yunyouzi wouldn't act without purpose. Fifteen breaths of time is certainly enough.
Then, Qin Sang turned his gaze to another side room.
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The entrustment of the cloud traveler was complete, and now it was time for his own affairs.
Through the Soul Mark, Qin Sang sensed that the zombies had entered the side room and were speeding through a narrow passage. Fortunately, the passage in the side room was not long, and he did not leave Qin Sang's perception. He saw the end of it.
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Abruptly, the zombie froze.
The vanished Flying Sky Demon was now sitting cross-legged in a dark room.
The previous moment, they were battling Qin Sang in the Ice Palace, and the next moment, they were back in their nest. It was faster than a corpse that never stopped running, with such strange escape techniques.
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Qin Sang recalled the strange scene just now, gritted his teeth, and controlled the zombie to slowly walk toward the side room.
The flying demon heard the noise and turned its neck.
"Click click..."
The Flying Sky Demon gazed over, its pitch-black pupils devoid of any emotion, exceptionally cold.
Qin Sang was extremely nervous, controlling the zombie to move slowly.
One step, two steps...
The zombies are getting closer, but the Flying Demon just sits there silently, without any movement. Finally, it even closes its eyes.
You got it right!
Qin Sang's heart skipped a beat. Although she didn't know the reason, the Flying Heavenly Asura was undergoing such a change.
But for him, it was undoubtedly the best news possible.
Qin Sang was afraid that there would be more dreams overnight, so he manipulated the zombies to walk to the entrance of the dark room. He immediately observed left and right, looking for possible bodies and relics.
The spare room was small, and it was incredibly messy. It was littered with shattered ice fragments everywhere. The walls were covered in countless scratches that looked like they were made by fingernails. It was unclear whether a great battle had taken place there or if a celestial demon had gone mad and created this chaos.
All these ice chips had grown together, indicating that a very long time had passed.
Standing at the entrance to the side room, Qin Sang searched with his gaze, only to be met with disappointment. There was nothing inside except ice.
Qin Sang refused to leave like this. After hesitating for a moment, he ordered the zombies to go in!
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The flying demon sat cross-legged on the largest ice block in the center of the inner room, motionless.
The corpse's back pressed against the ice wall, afraid of angering the flying night demon. It cautiously moved from right to left along the edge, carefully examining every corner.
On the right, there is none.
There is nothing on the innermost layer either.
Suddenly, the zombie seemed to have discovered something. It stopped dead in its tracks, its gaze fixed on the corner of the wall, an icy patch of wall.
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All around were chaotic, uncountable scratch marks. Only in this inconspicuous corner, there were countless lines of characters meticulously inscribed!
Zombies. The inscription read, “Qin Sang,” a name that sent a thrill through him. He knew instinctively this was the only thing of value in this place and carefully examined it.
Qin Sang's true form sat cross-legged outside the Ice Palace. He had just taken some healing pills to recover from his injuries.
At this point, his expression grew increasingly strange, finally transforming into shock and awe, as if the ice wall was recording something extraordinary.
Within a secluded chamber.
After reading the contents of the ice wall, the corpse slowly turned around and looked at the flying night demon sitting on the ice with a complex expression. At this moment, Qin Sang finally understood.
It's no wonder there are no corpses of Tian Shi Sect cultivators here.
Because, this flying night demon isn't the Tian Shi Sect cultivator's corpse refinement, it's him himself!
This person's name is Wú Shāng, a disciple of the Tiānshī Sect!
A false state of being alive before death.
The content on the ice wall was left by Wushang. Because his name was written at the end, it seemed that he had encountered a very urgent crisis at the time, and his handwriting became increasingly scribbled. Qin Sang struggled to decipher the last inscription.
The content is divided into two parts.
The first part covers how Qin Sang obtained information on the Sky Corpse Order, including methods to imprison cultivators and refine corpses.
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There was also a secret method to elevate zombies into flying night demons, which Qin Sang desperately wanted to obtain.
It is difficult to forge a Flying Sky Demon, the secret method is extraordinarily complex.
Most of the requirements are not very difficult, and if you search patiently, you can get them all. But there are two essential items that even Qin Sang had to admit were difficult to obtain.
Firstly, they are zombies crafted by cultivators of the False Immortal Realm.
Second, a golden pill or demon pill!
Only with both of these achieved can one potentially elevate a corpse to become a flying night demon and refine it into a Jindan stage level zombie.
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However, what shocked Qin Sang the most was not this secret method, but the second part of the letter.
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The second part is mainly Wu Shang's self-account, detailing the process of him refining himself into a living corpse and elevating to the level of a flying night demon.
Prior to his passing, after countless attempts and failing to cultivate the elixir, he despaired.
Wu Shang was unwilling to have his immortal path end here. Thinking of the secret technique of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, he had a sudden inspiration.
This is just a test.
Since zombies can evolve and become flying night demons, if I transform myself into a zombie, would I also be able to...
Thinking about it, he did it.
After much research and thorough preparation.
Imbue the Heavenly Corpse Talisman into one's soul.
to turn oneself into a zombie.
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Then, he took the refined elixir and swallowed it.
In the book, there is a sentence: "To hear the Way in the morning, and die at night, what could be better!"also wanted to visit Friend Fengdao, so I came at his invitation... Why isn't Friend Fengdao in the mountains"Qin Sang scrutinized Chu Huan's spear, frowning and asking."So it's senior you!"Chu Huanqi...