Chang'an City.
Xianglong Mansion.
This was originally an empty mansion, very luxurious, located in the center of Chang'an. Now, after Prince Qing came to Chang'an, it has become his residence.
In the study room of the mansion, Prince Qing sat together with his trusted subordinate Jiuxuan.
"how?"
"It will take some time for Master Xuan to enter the country." Jiuxuan replied with a fist salute.
"They are so slow," Prince Qing whispered, "Xia Zhao is very fast in gathering information, so we can't delay for too long."
"After all, he is one of the four giants of the giant spirit clan. If Xuanzun wants to enter the human domain, he naturally needs to be fully prepared." Jiuxuan said in a voice that only himself and King Qing could hear.
Prince Qing hid his emotions very well and murmured, "Everything is ready, only the east wind is missing."
"Yes, now everything is ready, only Xuanzun is left to enter." Jiuxuan's voice became lower and lower. Even though the surroundings were covered by King Qing's domain, the sound could not be heard out.
"Has there been any changes in the situation at the Lu Zun Formation?" King Qing's expressionless face was solemn. He took a deep breath and asked again with concern.
"In order to deal with this formation, King Qing has started preparing eight thousand years ago, and now everything is under control." Jiuxuan continued.
Only then did Prince Qing nod.
The Killing Zun Array, the first divine array of the human race, was established by Xia Daozu himself. Its divine power is self-evident.
However, no matter how powerful the formation is, it is still a dead object after all.
If it is a dead thing, it cannot withstand the calculations of a living person.
Not to mention, in order to resolve this formation, he made a plan eight thousand years ago, and after foreseeing the situation today, he began to plan.
For a full eight thousand years, Prince Qing lay dormant patiently like a hunter lurking in the dark.
Even though he had prepared everything a thousand years ago, in order to ensure success in one go, he spent another thousand years perfecting every detail to ensure that nothing would go wrong.
He had put so much thought into it, and now everything was going according to his plan, except for that last step.
As calm as he was, he couldn't help but feel happy at this moment.
But a journey of a hundred miles begins with a single step. The closer he got to success, the more worried he became. He was afraid that something might go wrong, and he became more and more anxious.
Prince Qing stood up from his seat and paced slightly in the study room, his eyes slightly sharp, and finally said in a deep voice: "Although the situation here is urgent, let's not rush Xuanzun for the time being."
"Why?" Jiuxuan was shocked and puzzled.
Prince Qing was so anxious before, and even offered all kinds of conditions that could be described as cutting his flesh, just to invite Xuan Zun to enter the human domain as soon as possible. But how come he suddenly calmed down now that Xia Zhao has made some progress in his investigation of the "blood exchange deal"?
Prince Qing said softly, "I have been in contact with Xuan Zun for many years, and I know that he is suspicious by nature. I ignored this point because I was anxious before, so I made all kinds of concessions just to invite him to enter the human domain as soon as possible."
"I guess the reason why he hasn't made any move yet is that he has some doubts in his heart."
“This old fox…” Prince Qing couldn’t help but shake his head. After a moment of silence, he continued, “When fishing, you still need to be patient. The more anxious you are, the easier it is for the fish to get off the hook. This is my mistake.”
"However, although I was negligent in this regard, the bait is so big that no matter how suspicious he is, he can't resist such temptation. He will take the bait eventually. It's just a matter of time."
Jiuxuan's eyes lit up, "I understand."
…
Qingluo Gate.
Lu Qingshan, who was ready for another fight, remained silent.
He didn't expect that the Qingluo Patriarch, the first leader of the Qingluo Sect, would be so easy to talk to and so good-tempered.
Not only did he not hold me accountable for destroying their sect's formation, he was even willing to cooperate with me in investigating the Qingluo Sect.
Although he didn't know what Grandmaster Qingluo was thinking, the goodwill he showed was very obvious. Lu Qingshan didn't press her any further and clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you, Grandmaster Qingluo, for your understanding."
Patriarch Qingluo waved his hand and said with a smile: "You're welcome. After all, the future human domain will still be protected by young cultivators like you. We old men who are about to decay can only watch you grow, not become your enemies."
Lu Qingshan remained silent, bowed, and said no more. He then released his spiritual sense again.
His vast spiritual consciousness in the middle stage of the soul realm began to spread out like a net, exploring forward inch by inch along the territory of Qingluo Gate.
"You shouldn't lie to me." Lu Qingshan thought to himself.
Given the situation at the time, Rosen probably regarded him as a dead man.
After all, the possibility of a "dead person" telling false news is not high.
But having said that, he was still a little worried before he met Tan Tai Qingrun .
Just as Lu Qingshan was investigating Qingluo Sect in the eyes of a group of Qingluo Sect monks, the turbid eyes of Qingluo Patriarch, who had been pretending to be a bystander, suddenly froze.
Um?
A hand made of green light appeared silently and grabbed towards the crowd.
The next moment, with a scream, a middle-aged cultivator was held firmly in the palm of Patriarch Qingluo. He struggled hard but could not move.
"Ancestor, please spare my life, Ancestor, please spare my life!" The middle-aged cultivator who was captured by Ancestor Qingluo begged for mercy.
Lu Qingshan also noticed this scene, stopped what he was doing and looked over.
"Ahem...why are you hiding?" Patriarch Qingluo coughed twice and asked coldly.
"I...I..." The middle-aged monk had cold sweat on his forehead and he stammered, not knowing how to explain.
"Who is this person?" Patriarch Qingluo asked the deputy leader of Qingluo Sect who had a respectful look on his face.
"Reporting to the ancestor, this person is the elder of our sect, Elder Murong."
The deputy leader of Qingluo Sect also vaguely realized something at this moment, and replied in a trembling voice: "He was a casual cultivator who entered our sect a thousand years ago. Since entering our sect, he has been working diligently and has made a lot of contributions to our sect. Therefore, a hundred years ago, the leader officially appointed him as an elder of our sect."
"Elder Murong..." Patriarch Qingluo nodded slightly, then asked, "Where is his cave?"
The deputy leader of Qingluo Sect did not dare to hide anything in front of his ancestor, and quickly pointed out the specific location of Elder Murong's cave.
Lu Qingshan had already understood everything. Without hesitation, his spiritual sense immediately followed the location pointed by the deputy leader of Qingluo Sect.
But before he could discover anything, Elder Murong, who was caught by Patriarch Qingluo, had a flash of despair in his eyes, and then his whole body began to tremble without any warning.
"Not good." Elder Qingluo sensed something and his expression changed. Green light surged out of his body and rushed towards Elder Murong, but it was too late.
In just a moment, Elder Murong, who was a spiritual cultivator, lost all his vitality, as if he had lost his soul, and his whole body went limp like a puddle of mud.
Lu Qingshan's expression changed slightly and he flew over quickly.
"This is..." He looked at Elder Murong who was standing still with a solemn expression.
"He committed suicide," said Qingluo Patriarch, looking embarrassed. "What a strange secret method. This person was clearly completely imprisoned by me and could not use any power, but he was able to ignore my power and use the secret method to commit suicide."
Lu Qingshan was silent for a moment.
It's really decisive.
When he realized something was wrong, he committed suicide immediately without leaving any clues.
Such a foolproof style of doing things made Lu Qingshan think of the cultivators from the underworld at the first moment.
A moment later, he jumped up and headed straight for Elder Murong's cave.
At this point, he can basically confirm that Tan Tai Qingrun should be in this sect.
Ancestor Qingluo's expression changed, and after thinking about it, he finally set off and flew to Elder Murong's cave, ready to investigate the situation with Lu Qingshan.
He also realized that something was wrong with this matter. It was obviously not something that could be simply explained as "a friend was imprisoned in Qingluo Gate".
boom!
There was a formation protecting Elder Murong's cave, but Lu Qingshan was not polite at all. He rode out with his sword and easily destroyed the formation.
Lu Qingshan flashed into the cave.
The cave is very spacious and bright, full of spiritual energy, and is divided into one stone chamber after another in an orderly manner.
It is obvious that the owner of the cave is managing it with care, unlike the cave of a sword cultivator, which is often empty and extremely simple.
At first glance, Lu Qingshan didn't find anything unusual, but he was not surprised.
How can one expose such evil ways in the open?
He released his spiritual sense to search the cave, and soon found something strange on one of the stone walls.
Lu Qingshan flicked his fingers slightly, and a ray of sword energy shot out, instantly blasting the stone wall open, and a deep passage appeared behind the stone wall.
He stepped into the passage, walked a short distance forward, and suddenly the view opened up.
At this moment, a secret room appeared in front of him, with bursts of cold and chilly aura emanating from it, filled with a chilling atmosphere.
Lu Qingshan frowned and walked into the secret room.
What caught his eyes was a blurry female figure shrouded in black demonic energy.
Without any hesitation, he surged with energy throughout his body and instantly dispelled all the evil spirits in the secret room.
The face of the woman hidden in the mist gradually became clear.
It is exactly Tan Tai Qingrun.
There were no obvious injuries on her body, but her face was extremely pale, her eyes were closed, she looked listless, and she looked like she was in torture.
The chains formed by the black demonic energy completely bound Tan Tai Qingrun's limbs, making her unable to move.
At this time, the old ancestor Qingluo, who followed closely behind, saw this scene and his pupils suddenly shrank.
"Is this...devilish energy?"
Lu Qingshan nodded and said nothing.
A dragon bird appeared in his hand. Lu Qingshan took a step forward and slashed with a sword.
The chains formed by demonic energy suddenly collapsed and turned into rolling black mist that swirled in all directions.
Patriarch Qingluo frowned, stretched out his hand, and grabbed all the evil spirits, forming a black ball in his hand, which he looked at carefully.
On this side, after cutting off the magic chain, Tan Tai Qingrun's body immediately fell from the air.
Lu Qingshan stretched out his hand and embraced Tan Tai Qingrun. Seeing that not only was his breath weak, but he was also motionless and had completely fainted. He quickly took out a few healing pills from the mustard seed and fed them to Tan Tai Qingrun.
These pills were given to him by his master Xia Daoyun. Although he did not have many opportunities to use them, they were all pills of excellent quality.
It can be seen that the elixir took effect quickly, and a hint of blood appeared on Tan Tai's clear and pale face.
After a moment, her fingers moved slightly.
Lu Qingshan knew that Tan Tai Qingrun was about to wake up, so he looked at her face and waited silently.
Finally, Tan Tai's clear eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was gathering strength. After a moment, her tightly closed eyes slowly opened.
The moment he opened his eyes, Tan Tai's clear and runny eyes were filled with confusion, as if he had not yet recovered from the previous torture. It was not until a while later that the confusion gradually disappeared and turned into clarity.
Then, she saw Lu Qingshan.
"You really came..." Tan Tai Qingrun was stunned and didn't know what to say. He could only squeeze out these words.
"I've suffered so much," Lu Qingshan sighed, not hiding the truth, and apologized, "They came for me, but you were implicated because you are familiar with me."
Tan Tai Qing Run shook his head, "It's nothing."
"Cough..." Just after finishing speaking, Tan Tai Qingrun coughed lightly, her eyebrows wrinkled, and traces of blood oozed from the corners of her mouth.
Lu Qingshan's face turned cold, and he hurriedly checked Tan Tai Qingrun's condition.
However, he found that the medicinal power of the pill he had just fed her seemed to be contaminated in her body somehow. It changed from the original pure vitality to a black poisonous substance, rushing through Tan Tai's clear meridians, causing her injuries to continue to worsen.
He frowned. Although he didn't understand the specific situation, Tan Tai Qingrun was extremely weak at the moment and could not withstand any hardship.
He didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and immediately circulated his own energy, which flowed into Tan Tai Qingrun's body, quickly dissipating the contaminated medicinal power.
But at this time, Tan Tai Qingrun's vitality had become increasingly weak.
Pills are useless and may even have a counterproductive effect.
Lu Qingshan's heart moved, and Wangchuan flew out of his body and landed in his hand.
Under the surprised gaze of Ancestor Qingluo, a dazzling sword light flashed and slashed towards Tan Tai Qingrun.
Wangchuan: blue sky.
The sword of life.
The rich vitality followed the sword light, like a clear spring, pouring into Tan Tai's clear body.
At this moment, Tan Tai Qingrun's weak body was like a sponge, eagerly absorbing the clear spring of vitality.
After this sword, Tan Tai Qingrun's vitality was no longer like a candle in the wind that could be extinguished at any time, but stabilized, and his face became a little more red.
"Not quite yet."
Lu Qingshan's heart was not completely relieved.
Because he discovered that at this moment Tan Tai Qingrun's body was like a funnel. Although he was replenished with vitality, this vitality was dissipating at a constant rate.
Treating the symptoms but not the root cause.
Lu Qingshan carefully searched every corner of Tan Tai Qingrun's body with his spiritual sense, but still found no problem.
"I have to go back to Tianji Temple again." He said to himself.
If the root cause is not addressed, no amount of vitality will be of any use.
But everyone has his own expertise. As a sword practitioner, Lu Qingshan has no other means of treatment except elixirs and Wangchuan's Blue Sky Sword.
And healing belongs to the field and expertise of spiritual practice.
He did not dare to delay any longer, and turned back to look deeply at Grandmaster Qingluo, "Thank you for your help this time, Grandmaster. She is seriously injured, and I need to take her back for treatment. I will take my leave first. I can only say sorry for your sect's Qingluo formation."
Elder Qingluo nodded, expressing his understanding, "Saving people is the most important thing."
“As for the sect protection formation,” he glanced at the mist-like sphere formed by the demonic energy in his hand, and said in a deep voice, “It is our negligence that a cultivator from the underworld appeared in our sect. Just treat it as a lesson. You don’t have to take it to heart.”
Although Lu Qingshan was surprised by Patriarch Qingluo's attitude and wanted to investigate Elder Murong's deeds in Qingluo Sect, but now Tan Tai Qingrun's situation was not optimistic, so he didn't think about it anymore.
Everything is based on Tan Tai Qing Run’s life.
…
Lu Qingshan quickly left with Tan Tai Qingrun and his figure disappeared without a trace, leaving behind only the Qingluo Sect that had experienced a "great battle" and the Qingluo Sect disciples who were completely shocked by Lu Qingshan.
In this incident, Qingluo Sect did not suffer any casualties except Elder Murong, thanks to Lu Qingshan's mercy.
However, its protective formation, the Qingluo Formation, was broken, mostly collapsed, and severely damaged. This was definitely a huge loss.
It can even be said that Qingluo Sect has never experienced such a huge blow since its establishment.
Even with their foundation, it would take at least a hundred years to recover their strength and repair the formation.
But at this moment, in Elder Murong's cave, Ancestor Qingluo, who had just awakened from his deep sleep, lowered his head, but his expression looked extremely respectful.
In front of him, a strange figure appeared at some point.
He is of sturdy build and has four arms.
" Well ." The voice of the strange figure was extremely hoarse.
"I don't dare to take credit for it." Ancestor Qingluo said in fear.
The strange figure did not respond, and the secret room was completely silent.
After a while, Elder Qingluo thought that the adult had left, so he carefully raised his eyelids to check the situation, but found that the strange figure was still there, with his head down, his face hidden in the shadows, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"Lu Qingshan, Lu Qingshan... I have already given you the information, don't let me down..." The strange figure murmured, then raised his head and happened to look at the Qingluo ancestor who had just raised his eyelids to investigate the situation.
Ancestor Qingluo was shocked and his pupils trembled.
The face of that strange figure was clearly reflected in his cloudy eyes.
It was an extremely ferocious face, with four huge green eyes flashing with a faint light, and a human shape could be vaguely seen.
...Rahu!