Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Crane's Transmission of the S
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For several days, Qin Sang didn't see Dongyang County Princess or receive an summons from King Dongyang. The only one who came to visit was Bai Jianglan once.
He came to seek immortality and waited patiently.
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However, this environment was quite suitable for cultivation. Qin Sang settled his mind and wholeheartedly devoted himself to cultivating the Netherworld Scripture.
With the help of the Soul Pill, Qin Sang felt his cultivation speed was even faster than when he was at the first level. If Soul Pills were not in short supply, he estimated that he could break through to the third level of the Nether Meridian within a year.
Of course, this is just an ideal state.
Under his frenzied cultivation, a soul pill would be exhausted in at most half a month. Qin Sang took two soul pills consecutively. When he attempted to take the third soul pill, Yama's body became extremely thin, like a flickering candle in the wind.
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This way, I'm afraid if we take another one, the King of Hell will collapse.
Qin Sang wasn't sure if King Yama could recover after being drained, nor would he do such a foolish thing as to fish in troubled waters. What worried him was how to get soul pills continuously.
The essence of Yin Sha Qi, Qin Sang found it difficult to comprehend in a short amount of time.
The human soul is plentiful, but he would have to slaughter village after village to satisfy his cultivation needs.
Slaughtering innocents, and not to mention the distress he must feel inside. To be so reckless, his cultivation hasn't improved much, and he'll be slaughtered by other cultivators as a demon. Qin Sang still remembers vividly how the black-clad demon was cut in half.
A slight tingling sensation came from the meridians, and Qin Sang stopped his cultivation. He opened his eyes to find that the sky outside was already faintly bright. Although he had cultivated all night, his spirit was still invigorated. However, Qin Sang was still used to taking a short rest for a while, sometimes even sleeping for an entire day. He felt that this was the true meaning of rest.
Just as I was about to lie down, the courtyard gate was suddenly knocked on.
"Big Brother Bai, you're here."
Qin Sang opened the door and saw Bai Jianglan standing outside. The sky was raining lightly, and Bai Jianglan was wearing a raincoat and holding an umbrella. He had a sword on his back, looking like a wandering knight from the rivers and lakes.
Bai Jianglan entered the room, took off his rain cloak, and took out a few books from his bosom, handing them to Qin Sang. "Qin brother, these are some of the superior martial arts that the princess ordered me to select from the martial armory in the palace. Over the past month, many major events have happened outside. I have been traveling with the princess, only returning today."
No wonder no one has bothered me for so long.
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He had been in seclusion in the courtyard for over a month, not leaving a step. Besides the maidservant who brought him food, he hadn't seen another soul, almost completely cutting himself off from the world, yet unaware of the major events that were taking place outside
Qin Sang secretly thought, taking it over and flipping through it, there were a total of three secret books.
A soul-chilling gun, perfectly suited for him. While the Tiger Roaring Fist can be employed with a staff, after all, it's merely the most superficial technique and not pure gunplay.
Once Qin Sang has mastered this soul-stealing technique, he will find it easier to conceal himself using the Yan Luo Banner in the future.
The second book is the Mingwang Gong, an internal skill manual. Qin Sang couldn't see through it at first glance and planned to study it carefully later to see what difference it had from the Youming Jing.
Turning to the third book, Qin Sang's eyes lit up. This was a light gong technique, named Wu Ying Bu.
Light as a swallow, able to walk on walls and eaves, leaving no footprints in the snow, crossing a river with a single reed...
He had long coveted the legendary light kung fu, but unfortunately, none of the martial arts schools or escort agencies in San Wu City taught it. At most, they offered a few practical combat techniques.
Seeing Qin Sang's delighted expression, Bai Jianglan also smiled, "I saw that Brother Qin was skilled with the spear and staff, so I chose this Soul-Stealing Spear for you. This technique was created by a famous martial arts master who used spears, soul-stealing and captivating, very exquisite. Ming Wang Gong is a top-tier internal skill in the Jianghu, but internal skills are hard to see results. Brother Qin, don't be impatient, you must calm your mind and cultivate patiently. If you can truly nurture a trace of true qi in your dantian, your martial arts will definitely reach new heights. And this set of Shadowless Steps, because Brother Qin doesn't have internal force, I chose it for you. Not only is the footwork superb, but it also takes into account the ability to conceal one's breath and hide one's shadow, forming its own style. When practiced deeply, it is no weaker than top-tier light skills...Brother Qin, are you satisfied"
Qin Sang bowed and thanked her, "Thank you for your kindness, County Lord. I appreciate Brother Bai's hard work. Qin Sang is deeply grateful."
Two people sat opposite each other, drinking fragrant tea and talking. Bai Jianglan pointed out the key points of these three martial arts manuals to Qin Sang, who carefully wrote them down, but it would only be after cultivation that he could truly understand them.
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When it comes to Shuimou's condition, Bai Jianglan's tone wasn't as sad. "Zhou Ning, this child is naturally cheerful and open-minded. Now that his injuries are improving, he can already get up and practice swordsmanship. He's even more diligent than before. After this major disaster, he has changed his lazy nature, and his martial arts may not be able to reach a higher level."
Qin Sang nodded in agreement, but he didn't take those comforting words to heart. For martial artists, losing an arm would have a huge impact on their skill.
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Bai Jianglan drank a cup of tea and looked at Qin Sang, asking: "Qin brother, are you still sticking to your previous idea"
Qin Sang put down his teacup and sat upright, solemnly replying, "Brother Bai, I have admired the immortal path since childhood, and this heart has never changed!"
A month ago, Bai Jianglan came to the courtyard and met Qin Sang, subtly inquiring about Qin Sang's plans for the future.
Qin Sang knew that Bai Jianglan was here on behalf of the East Yang County Princess to test her.
The Eastern Yang King held the second-highest position in the Sui dynasty, next only to the emperor. He was among those most likely to encounter immortal masters.
He had twice saved the East Yang County Lord's life. When returning to East Yang County by boat, he could clearly feel that the East Yang County Lord held him in high regard. Qin Sang was quick-witted and decided to directly express his desire to seek out a fairy companion.
Qin Sang was also secretly nervous about what Bai Jianglan would bring him as an answer.
Actually, Bai Jianglan saw through Qin Sang's thoughts while on the ship last year, but he didn't expect him to be so resolute. After a moment of contemplation, he said: "The ancestral system of the Great Sui Dynasty, every time a new emperor ascends the throne and inherits the Mandate of Heaven, a grand enthronement ceremony must be held on Chaosheng Mountain in the imperial capital, to seal heaven and earth, thus showing that the monarch's power is granted by heaven and he is appointed by the heavens. At that time, there were auspicious clouds filling the sky, divine music resounding, and celestial cranes sent by the heavens carrying the Imperial Seal, which would then be truly considered a legitimate ruler."
Qin Sang knew about these things. This world was different from ancient times in many ways, but there were also similarities, such as the methods used to deceive the masses.
However, because martial arts and immortals truly exist, the methods are more realistic than in my previous life.
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"Who knew..."
Bai Jianglan paused for a moment, then said: “I only recently learned that the so-called mandate of Heaven is just an illusion. However, the transmission of the Imperial Seal by the Crane is true. But the Imperial Seal does not come from heaven, but from the Immortal Master.”
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Qin Sang was taken aback and exclaimed, "Brother Bai, does one even need a celestial master's recognition to become emperor"
Bai Jianglan nodded.
Qin Sang frowned, "Then who would become emperor Wouldn't it be enough for the immortal masters to simply designate one, why even compete"ird-Faced Man, of course, knew something was wrong. But from the voice of the Crying Spirit Cave Master, it didn't seem like he had been targeted by some evil cultivators.“With these accidents happeni...