can't kill it, we can retreat safely. Why don't we..."Shen Qing became more and more excited, but was suddenly interrupted by Qin Sang shaking his head.Since the mountain crocodile was able to easily...Wielding a flaming sword, Qin Sang channeled its fiery energy into a blade that was one zhang long. At first, it flickered and wavered, but under his control, it grew increasingly solid.

When the sword qi stabilized, Qin Sang’s eyes were like electricity, staring at the Yan Li Jian for a long time. Suddenly, he let out a light shout: “Open!”

The sword sang, its cry long and resonant. Smoke parted as the blade trembled suddenly, sword Qi surging like clouds in the wind, rising and falling violently.

Then, a crack appeared in the sword aura. The crack grew larger and larger, and the sword aura peeled away from the spirit sword, transforming into a fiery red mass, burning like flames. It then dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qin Sang dared not neglect this. According to the requirements of the “Thousand Mechanisms Sword Array”, he used his full strength to urge his divine sense and spiritual power, gathering the dissipated sword energy as much as possible and preventing it from dispersing.

After the sword qi stabilized somewhat, he began to split a strand of his divine sense into the sword qi, attempting to condense it according to the methods taught in the sword technique.

As Qin Sang refined the sword qi, the mass of energy fluctuated violently, sometimes compressed and sometimes stretched, gradually taking on the shape of a spiritual sword. Finally, it managed to maintain the form of a sword.

However, it was still far from the requirements of the Thousand Machine Sword Formation. Once Qin Sang released the suppression, the sword qi would immediately dissipate. It was necessary to make the sword qi condense to a certain extent, so that it could become the shape of a spiritual sword and exist for a long time, only then would it be considered successful.

This is also the biggest hurdle of The Thousand Machine Sword Technique.

Just as Qin Sang was about to continue.

Pffft!

Without any warning, sword energy suddenly exploded. A barrage of needle-sharp sword qi shot out in all directions, threatening to turn the cave into a hornet's nest.

Qin Sang's expression darkened slightly. He immediately dispersed the wisp of divine consciousness in his sword energy, then waved his hand to obliterate it. He frowned, thought for a moment, and stood up.

The cave dwelling was too small. If he hadn't controlled his sword energy well, the explosion could have caused the cave to collapse. And if he damaged the spirit veins, it would be a terrible loss. Thinking this through, Qin Sang sheathed his Yanli Sword, tidied up his belongings, sealed the cave entrance, and flew towards Xianglong Mountain on his sword.

Huitong Temple was as it always had been. Since Qin Sang's arrival, it had been shrouded in mist and remained hidden from the world. The mortals down below gradually grew accustomed to its absence.

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Inside, there was a sound transmission note from Senior Brother Wen. It informed him that he hadn't found the depleted spirit spring yet. Qin Sang only then remembered that he had forgotten to tell Senior Brother Wen about this last time, and hurriedly sent a reply, also asking some other questions.

Gu Tiannan and his disciples treated Huilong Guan as their cave dwelling, so their spiritual power was naturally powerful. Moreover, the swordsmanship they practiced did not have high requirements for spiritual power.

Qin Sang sat cross-legged in the courtyard. This time, however, he didn't use Yan Li Jian but directly summoned the Ebony Sword.

After a month of nurturing, the Wumu sword had already refined the golden snow pine wood. The sword body was purer and greener than before. As for whether it could withstand the second killing talisman, Qin Sang was still uncertain. All he could do was to collect as much spiritual wood as possible to enhance the strength of the Wumu sword and prevent it from becoming a bottleneck for his cultivation.

The ebony sword was his natal spirit sword, easier to control than the Smoke-Leaving Sword. Qin Sang easily reached the previous step, summarizing the experience of his previous failure.

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The sweltering summer has finally passed, and the harvest season is here. The villagers living at the foot of Xianglong Mountain never forget to look up at the mysterious peak while they work, their faces filled with excitement as they talk about it non-stop.

There is a veil of smoke there, lingering for years. Inside, there's a Taoist temple, rumored to house an immortal.

In just a few short years, countless people seeking immortality have come here.

There was a person who built a hut outside the clouds and mist, prostrating themselves daily, never receiving a response. Yet, they never gave up, believing their sincerity towards the Dao wasn't enough, that the immortals were testing them.

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Some people, disregarding the danger to their lives, ventured into the cloud and mist, lingering there for several days, dazed and confused. When they woke up, they found themselves at the foot of the mountain, starving.

Among them are not a few high officials, and chivalrous knights.

More and more people seeking immortality are gathering here, and the housing prices in the village have skyrocketed. Gradually, it has even developed into a small town, becoming increasingly prosperous.

The villagers, however, benefited. Many saw the opportunity and began to pursue other livelihoods. They didn't have to rely on farming to live well. They were grateful to the mountain gods and worshipped them even more sincerely than they did when seeking immortals.

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Unbeknownst to them, the mountain temple held no immortals, only a cultivator who tirelessly pursued the path of immortality.

Qin Sang sat alone in the courtyard, motionless for two months. His back looked incredibly lonely. He knew nothing of what was happening down the mountain. Fallen leaves and dust covered him completely, his mind entirely focused on his spiritual sword.

"Whoosh!"

A streak of blood light shot through the air and then returned in a flash, hovering alongside the ebony sword. It turned out to be a scarlet dagger. A closer look revealed that the dagger had a somewhat illusory quality, being composed entirely of sword energy.

Qin Sang opened his eyes, looking at the blood-colored short sword with some excitement. After three months of hard training, he had finally mastered this sword technique!

However, the power of a single sword qi is very weak, and it is not enough to set up a sword formation.

Qin Sang immediately sank his mind back into the blood-colored sword.

Ten days later, Xiao Jian flickered slightly and split into two. The two sword qi became unusually illusory, difficult to maintain their shape. Qin Sang's face tightened, he exerted all his strength to suppress it, and finally managed to keep the sword qi from collapsing.

Not long after, two sword qi formed into small swords that slowly took shape.

Qin Sang smiled faintly, raising the ebony sword as well. The three small swords pointed at each other at the tip, waiting for the time when the splitting sword qi increased. Then, they would form a disc like Wu Yue Sheng's attack.

When the Thousand Machine Sword Formation is cultivated to its peak, it can split into sixty-four sword qi, forming a formation with the Ebony Sword. However, as the number of split sword qi increases, the requirements for the cultivator also become increasingly high.

Qin Sang could clearly feel the connection between the ebony sword and its sword qi. As long as he concentrated on manipulating the ebony sword, he could command the sword formation.

To Qin Sang's delight, the blade energy of the ebony sword formed a sword array. The killing intent carried by the blade energy was also amplified, having a stronger impact on the enemy's morale.

Whoosh!

Sword qi retracted, the烏木 sword flew back to Qin Sang's brow.

Condensed two sword qi, for now it's enough. I'll take things slowly later. I've been staying at Huilong Guan for over three months, I wonder how the cave is doing Will that tree root really be able to ripen the spirit spring

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Qin Sang stood up, the light on his robes flashed, sweeping away fallen leaves and dust. He glanced over and took the sound transmission talisman sent back by Wen Shidi, After reading the contents, his expression flickered, he pondered for a moment, and then flew towards his cave abode with his sword.

From beginning to end, he never glanced down at the mountain.

Stealthily plunging into the water, Qin Sang opened the Xuanming Tortoise Shell Formation. His footsteps quickened as he entered the cave dwelling, and an expression of immense surprise instantly appeared on his face. The spiritual energy within the cave was twice as dense as it had been when he left!

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Qin Sang immediately flashed to the edge of the pool and looked at the spirit spring.ery clumsy, but it was actually incredibly agile. In a flash, its figure flickered, crossing the void in an instant and appearing beside the Swallowing Thunder Falcon. It opened its blood-filled maw,...