he sky, but unlike the rough stones of the previous area, these were meticulously crafted.>A stone platform rose from the level ground right beneath their feet.The stone pedestals in the square are ve...Qin Sang secretly found it strange, the Yan Luo Banner, Zi Hun Ling, and Wu Mu Sword, all three were weapons of cultivators, yet they had completely different uses.
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Putting down the Yanluo Banner, Qin Sang focused his gaze on the sheepskin and the multicolored pouch.
To his disappointment, the piece of sheepskin was just like before. Whether it was divine awareness or spiritual power, both would pass straight through it, just like any ordinary object. It was simply a normal piece of leather.
Qin Sang had not held out much hope for the Seven-Colored Pouch. However, as soon as his divine sense entered it, with a 'boom', an unfamiliar space appeared before him.
Before this, he had touched the pouch with his spiritual energy many times, but there was no reaction. He simply used his divine sense to open it!
This space isn't very big, and it's filled with clutter.
At a glance, Qin Sang's eyes were drawn to the two small piles of gold and silver, which shimmered and reflected each other.
Even with just these gold and silver, Qin Sang would be a wealthy family if he were an ordinary person.
Strangely, piled beside these gold and silver items were not jade ornaments or jewels, but scattered pieces of stones. These stones differed only in color, all being similar in other aspects. Some were yellow, some blue, and some crimson, without a trace of variegation, quite peculiar indeed.
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Qin Sang counted, there were only eight pieces in total.
Besides these, there were also mundane necessities for food, clothing, shelter and transportation, even things like pots, bowls, cooking oil, salt, spices, etc. There wasn't a single thing that resembled something a cultivator should have.
As he looked at everything, Qin Sang grew increasingly disappointed. In the end, there were only a few books in the corner and an empty wooden box.
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Among the books, one stood out with its age. Its cover bore four characters: "Song Family Genealogy."
Could this be the genealogy of Jian Shao, the sword master
Qin Sang secretly thought, "It turns out the young man's surname is Song. He wonders if there is the young man's address or the address of the Song family ancestral hall in the genealogy. Perhaps he can visit and leave a message sometime in the future."
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Another book called the Xuan Yin Ce, the last one, had no characters on its cover.
These two books were most likely cultivation manuals practiced by the Song surname youth. Qin Sang's heart moved, wanting to open the book and see how it compared to his own Netherworld Scripture, but he couldn't do it at all.
Only then did he suddenly realize that the things inside the pouch could only be seen but not touched!
Qin Sang felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him. He was anxious and tried one by one, but he couldn't even move the most ordinary clothes, let alone take them out. After trying for a long time, he finally gave up dejectedly.
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Feeling like entering a treasure mountain only to return empty-handed is not pleasant. Qin Sang felt despondent and could only console himself by saying that the things inside this pouch didn't look very valuable.
After looking at everything, it was completely dark outside. I didn't realize how late it had gotten until then.
Although I didn't get the secret tips, these two days' harvest was also extremely rich.
I thought the ornament's treasure pouch was actually a storage bag, this made Qin Sang dare not underestimate sheepskin again. He carefully collected it together with talisman paper, as for Zi Hun Ling, he found a string and tied it to his wrist, making it more convenient to use.
Qin Sang tidied up everything, satisfied and entered meditation to cultivate. Perhaps it was because of his pleasant mood, not long after he started cultivating, the bottleneck that had plagued him for a month loosened!
Qin Sang was overjoyed. He dared not relax in the slightest, exerting all his effort to circulate his cultivation technique. Finally, with one move, he broke through the bottleneck and reached the third layer of the Netherworld Scripture!
That's tough!
Qin Sang secretly sighed, from the beginning of his cultivation to now, it had been a full two years, without any interruption, yet he had only cultivated to the third level. The back part of the You Ming Jing must be more difficult, he didn't know how many years it would take to break through to the sixth level.
What is the state beyond the sixth layer
With no further techniques to follow, how should I proceed on my own path
Taming the restless energy within him, Qin Sang let out a foul breath and opened his eyes to find that dawn had already broken.
After breaking through the third layer of the Nether Scripture, Qin Sang's internal spiritual energy increased several times. Using the Purple Soul Bell was no longer so strenuous. He couldn't sleep and was deeply attached to the Purple Soul Bell, even more so than the Yan Luo Banner.
After all, this is the first artifact he can use directly.
’Boom boom…’
The outer gate of the courtyard was suddenly knocked, Qin Sang frowned, "Who is it"
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Zheng Kun said outside: "Master, General Zhou sent someone into the city to deliver a message. The county princess has arrived and is heading towards the county government office."
County Princess
Qin Sang secretly thought to himself that this was a good opportunity, he quickly tidied up, hid the Zi Hun Ling in his sleeve, and hurried towards the county government office.
As soon as they arrived in front of the county government office, a hurried sound of horse hooves could be heard on the street. Dongyang County Princess led the way on horseback, followed by Zhou Mingguang and Bai Jianglan, along with several personal attendants, galloping over at full speed.
From their first meeting to now, Qin Sang had never seen Dongyang County Princess wear women's clothing. This time was no exception.
The sky was a pale, hazy blue.
On the long street of bluestone, the autumn wind blows, and yellow leaves fly.
The Dongyang County Princess wore light armor and a helmet adorned with cherry blossoms. A jeweled sword hung at her waist, and her black and red cloak billowed high in the wind, rising and falling with her horse's hooves.
When Dongyang County Princess saw Qin Sang, her eyes fixed on him with a piercing glare, as if signaling an impending storm.
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Bai Jianglan quietly gave Qin Sang a look, signaling him to be honest.
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As the steed drew close to Qin Sang's face, its speed showed no sign of abating. At the last moment, the Eastern Yang County Princess tightened her reins with all her might. The horse let out a long whinny and reared up on its forelegs.
Dongyang County Princess dismounted, her almond eyes fixed on Qin Sang, gritting her teeth as she demanded, “Faking the imperial seal, falsely transmitting the Imperial Edict, mobilizing troops at your discretion, causing chaos in the sacred land! Master Qin, how many heads do you have!”
Facing the East Yang County Princess's scrutinizing gaze, Qin Sang remained unmoved, extending a hand to gesture. "County Princess, please calm down and enter the county office first. My subordinate will show you something."
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Dongyang County Princess let out a cold snort, whipped her horse with force, and strode into the county government office.
Qin Sang walked sideways, leading the way directly into the county government hall.
The gold, silver, and treasures had all been counted and were neatly arranged in boxes. Standing at the doorway, Dongyang County Princess swept her gaze over them and said impatiently, "What's this"
Qin Sang walked up to a chest and reached out to open it. Inside, there was a full box of silver ingots. He lifted the lid again, and there was another box...
Qin Sang took the book handed over by the water monkey and said, “County Princess, these are the treasures moved from one of the treasuries in Xanzhi Temple. There are hundreds of thousands of taels of silver alone, as well as countless jewels and jade. Besides that, there are countless white porcelain wares, silk and satin. Over a thousand people worked day and night to move everything.”
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This was still what was left after Zhou Mingguang had taken his share of the benefits. Xuànjì Temple was so wealthy that it astonished everyone.
East Yang County Princess’s brows furrowed slightly, and she remained silent for a long time, lost in thought.
Qin Sang secretly found it strange. After waiting for a while, he saw Dongyang County Master looking at him intently, "There are still 1,000 soldiers guarding Jiangzhou City. I give them all to you, how confident are you" gaze shifted, falling on them. From this person's attire, it was clear that he was a cultivator from the Wu clan.His breath was subtle, not displaying any overwhelming pressure. He stood motionless a...
