Qin Sang. Their speed was even twice as fast as before!Luckily, Qin Sang was prepared and dodged the sword qi's attack with a flash of his figure. However, that sword qi chased after him relentlessly...Qin Sang stood at the entrance of the grotto, feeling the ancient air emanating from within.

Before him stood an ancient, dilapidated altar.

The Dharma Platform consists of three tiers, constructed from a unique type of stone meticulously crafted and consecrated. The surface of the stone is intricately carved with complex lightning patterns, exuding an air of antiquity.

This dharma platform was not as grand as the lu altar Qin Sang had seen at the Thunderclap Left Residence, but it was comparable in size to a house.

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The three-tiered platform is only partially intact at the bottom. The upper two tiers are severely damaged, and only a few broken stones remain on the third tier.

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Therefore, the power of the legal realm is completely gone.

Among those on the 法壇, some were out of place: stones etched with runes, but crude and shallow in comparison.

It seems that Leixiao Sect was attempting to repair the magic formation, but apparently, they were unsuccessful.

After all, many of the runes in the Taoist world have meanings that Qin Sang could only understand because he had seen the seal of the Five Thunder Temple. The inheritance received by Lei Xiaozong was not enough to support them in comprehending the profound mysteries within.

Qin Sang took two steps forward, gazed at the magic altar, his eyes slowly and carefully sweeping over each stone and rune. Finally, he closed his eyes in deep thought.

This platform is different from the platforms of the Thunder and Lightning Departments.

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It may not belong to Qin Sang's expected state of affairs, or it may be that the Dao court has undergone several transformations, and the law stage will also change. It cannot be judged by common sense.

However, one thing is certain.

The cultivation of the person who builds the dharma platform is no less than his!

Qin Sang obtained the Jing Yi from the seal of the Five Thunder Temple and pondered the runes within the Dharma platform. He found himself struggling, unable to quickly grasp their meaning and understand the function of this platform.

Even if I were to be here in person, I wouldn't be able to directly repair this formation.

Even looking only at the legacy of the Leixiao Sect, Qin Sang had overestimated the origins of this dharma platform, but he still underestimated it.

This startled Qin Sang, yet also kindled a greater expectation and a perplexing question: "Could it be that there is such a formidable formation hidden within the mortal realm If so, this implies that a powerful figure from the Daoist sect had once resided here. Yet, why has the cultivation world of Yun Du Mountain remained untouched by the influence of the Dao Court"

When expanding its territory, a Taoist temple might have one situation where a Daoist leaves the temple, chooses a geomantically auspicious site, builds an altar, sets up a platform for teaching, and accepts disciples.

As power gradually grows and takes shape, the initial form of governance begins to solidify. This process continues until the "governmental seal" is perfected. Only then can it be promoted to a legitimate "governance," recognized by the Dao Court as a core force, incorporated into the Dao Court's territory.

Before this, depending on the circumstances, they were called lower treatment, matching treatment, traveling treatment, and other treatments, etc.

Treatment and alliances are often found around existing power structures in the Dao court, attaching themselves to a specific established regime.

According to Qin Sang's investigation, the area around Yun Du Mountain doesn't seem to be governed by a Daoist sect.

And "traveling treatment" as the name suggests, is about being free-floating and unattached.

Those Taoist priests who dare to venture out and establish their own realms of practice are undoubtedly powerful masters who have attained a high level of cultivation.

After all, Youzhi is far from the core power of Dao Ting. If he encounters danger, he will not be able to get reinforcements in time.

This dharma altar has three possibilities.

Firstly, a Taoist priest opened up this cave dwelling here for the purpose of cultivation.

The second is that when a Taoist priest encounters a strong enemy, they set up an altar and perform rituals. After the battle of magic, they abandon it.

Thirdly, this is a certain Daoist temple where a Taoist master left behind his lineage of teachings.

Qin Sang thought the third possibility was the highest, and the legacy received by Lei Xiaozong was proof.

However, to explore the true purpose of the formation, one must first decipher the runes upon it and restore the formation.

In Qin Sang's mind, runes flashed continuously, forming various complex shapes. Some were unlike anything found in the Wulei Division's seals, but with the Wulei Yuan's thunder techniques as a reference, understanding them thoroughly wouldn't be difficult; it just required time.

"It's great to have you here."

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Qin Sang pondered.

If one were to engage in the practice of cultivating divinity, by seeking out a cultivation platform (治壇), they might potentially connect with the Divine Court. This would allow them not only to borrow the power of the Divine Court but also, most importantly, to reestablish contact with the Daoist Court.

Just as Qin Sang was carefully examining the stone cave Buddhist altar.

The scene of the secret realm's collapse is becoming increasingly dire.

Sects rushed into the secret realm, bringing out the cultivators who had entered before.

The few sect masters had also discussed the regulations and ordered someone to send the young man out, encircling the Jade Pavilion in the middle.

'Boom! Boom! Boom!'

The Jade Pavilion shook violently, with rainbows flashing erratically. The cracks on the pavilion's surface became increasingly dense.

Everyone urged each other to activate secret techniques and comprehend the Jade Pavilion's restrictions, seeking a safe way to break the seal.

Their eyes were filled with fanaticism as they looked at the Jade Pavilion.

A woman in palace attire licked her lips and chuckled, "Grand Master Ruan's proposal is good. We should study it together and ensure the transmission. This commotion today can't be hidden; I'm sure many people are envious of Lei Xiao's inheritance. We must form a defensive alliance so that others don't dare to covet us."

The old man beside him said in a gentle voice, "We are all descendants of Lei Xiao. We have no great enmity of life and death. Perhaps when we comprehend the classics, our relationship will deepen, and the glory of Lei Xiao will be restored."

The elder was the patriarch of a family, and in his heart he hoped that all factions would merge. Unfortunately, others didn't think so.

Jin Du Shan's sect leader let out a hearty laugh, "We are allies, aren't we Otherwise, there would be no Lei Xiao Grand Assembly! Oh no! The mountain is about to collapse! Quickly take the Jade Pavilion up, so it doesn't get caught in the blast!"

"Good!"

Everyone agreed and put in all their strength, lifting the Jade Pavilion high into the air. Soon, they heard a deafening roar from below.

Smoke and dust filled the air, mountains crumbled constantly, and the secret realm was in ruins.

Unbeknownst to them, the mountain beneath their feet was merely an illusion. Qin Sang had stabilized its structure with a formation and concealed it using magic, successfully deceiving everyone's senses.

The experts from each sect were unaware of this, focusing intently on breaking the Jade Pavilion's restrictions. Finally, they broke through the gate and obtained Lei Xiao Zong's true teachings as well as various mysterious cultivation techniques and secrets. Everyone was overjoyed.

It's a pity that the secret realm is no longer what it used to be. The mountain range has returned to the world, but it has completely become ruins.

Each sect subsequently searched meticulously many times, finding nothing. After confirming that nothing had been missed, people gradually dwindled.

There is an unknown mountain peak standing there silently, known to none.

All of this is after the fact.

Qin Sang had originally set out with Xiao Wu to travel the mountains and rivers, but fate had other plans. He hadn't gone far before returning to the mountain, and stayed there for over ten years. In a way, this unwittingly aligned with his state of mind – going with the flow.

Qin Sang needed to comprehend the Dharma platform, but he couldn't bear to let Xiao Wu go down the mountain alone. He could only live in a hut by the stone cave with Xiao Wu.

Outside of Qin Sang's presence, both Lu Hou and Zhuque were somewhat afraid of Xiaowu, even though Xiaowu had changed since he first came down the mountain.

Zhuge is a little bit better, but also a little hesitant. Lu Hou respects him from afar and would rather be a quiet, peaceful green horse.

Qin Sang set up a simple barrier at the foot of the mountain. If any small beasts were prowling nearby, they might be drawn in. He also hoped that Xiao Wu could have a few more companions.

Fifteen years after the Lei Xiao Dharma Assembly.

This day.

Qin Sang walked out of the thatched hut and saw Xiao Wu sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard. Opposite him was a fox.

This fox was completely white, with fur that was smooth and glossy. It stuck out its tongue, constantly licking the cup in front of it.

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The cup held only plain water, but the fox lapped it up with relish, its eyes narrowed to slits.

Xiaowu held her chin in her hands, staring quietly at the fox. Sensing Qin Sang's return, she got up and ran over.

The fox was startled and quickly scurried under the table, accidentally knocking over a cup.

"Bang!"

The clear water in the cup splashed on the ground, emitting a faint medicinal fragrance.

The sound of the cup smashing on the ground startled the fox again. It darted out, not daring to look back, and ran into the forest to hide.

Qin Sang casually collected herbs nearby and refined some pills to feed Xiao Wu's demon beast. This cup of water contained a pill.

“The little fox is quite clever, knowing that there are benefits here, often coming over,” Qin Sang looked at the fox’s back and said thoughtfully, “This fox has a similar aura to those demon foxes, it should be related by blood. It's really fate.”

That group of fox demons might have been subdued and brought from Ji Country to Beiku County, so it's normal for some blood descendants to remain nearby.

Back then, the group of demon foxes were captured by Gao Ruoxu all at once. They would all be punished according to law and thrown into prison.

The Law of Yin is relatively fair, judging solely on the severity of the crime and not showing bias based on whether the perpetrator is human or demon. These fox demons were forced by others to only absorb Yang Qi from humans, causing no fatal harm. Their crimes do not warrant death.

I wonder if it's been released yet.

"Aren't you finding this a bit boring How about exploring the vibrant world down below Don't worry, we'll be heading back down soon enough."

Qin Sang rubbed Xiao Wu's hair. Just now, he used his magic to sense his main body and informed him of the situation here.

Xiao Wu gently shook his head.

Meanwhile.

The Fire Realm, within the Daoist Temple.

Qin Sang's main body woke up from meditation and looked south, murmuring: "Fa Tan..."

He vanished in a flash, disappearing into the inferno.

Inside the fire chamber, treasures like the Firebird Sword are being tempered by flames.

He sat cross-legged atop the copper pillar, pondering for a moment. With a flick of his hand, the surrounding flames transformed into docile fire dragons, obediently circling above Qin Sang's palm.

Then, he took out various spiritual materials from the Qianjun Ring. He inscribed seals and transformed them with fire, refining them and engraving various runes onto them, ultimately crafting a one-zhang long stone pillar.

The shape of the stone tablet is identical to that of the altar, its surface covered with intricate and complex thunder patterns. This was the result of ten years of deductions and calculations made by the incarnation.

Next, his movements were swift, stones taking shape one by one in his hand.

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At the foot of the mountain.

Guihou, who was training his demonic soldiers, twitched his ears and immediately flew to Qinsang's cave. He heard a voice inside, "You must go down the mountain at once and deliver these to Ji Guo."

As the cave opened, a glow shot out, containing stone rods and various spiritual materials.

The method of repair is to repair the Fa altar rather than rebuild it. I can even barely refine stone bricks as myself, but without enough spiritual materials, I can only ask for help from my true self.

"Yes, sir!"

Duke Gui gathered his belongings, bowed to the cave dwelling once, and transformed into a gust of demonic wind, descending the mountain.

It was very curious about the vast world, but it was more afraid of Qin Sang's blame. It also understood that since Qin Sang dared to let it go down the mountain, he wouldn't be afraid of it running away. All the way, it didn't dare to stop and arrived in Ji Guo at the fastest speed, delivered the things, chatted a few words with Lord Luo, and then hurriedly returned.

Qin Sang entered the grotto with a stone tablet.

He had a plan in mind and quickly repaired the altar.

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'Click!'

A deafening crack echoed through the cave, followed by a blinding flash of lightning that illuminated half the mountain.

The little animals in the mountains were terrified. The fox, panicked, scurried into the grass and trembled.

At this moment, Qin Sang sat cross-legged on the altar, the altar beneath him already fully repaired.

He poured his true essence into the magical array.

Phenomena have been occurring frequently on the talisman platform, with streaks of lightning resembling dragons dancing both inside and outside the platform. The entire platform seems to be composed of lightning, emitting a terrifying aura of thunder.

“No…”

Feeling it carefully, Qin Sang suddenly frowned.

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To his surprise, Qin Sang still hadn't received the information he wanted after repairing the dharma platform.

"This is a branch altar!"

Qin Sang immediately understood.

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The Taoist altar has many uses and can be arranged in multiple ways. With officers and assistants, it forms a powerful array!

The layout of the "zhìtán," "jìng tán," "duō tán," and "fēn tán" (terms related to Daoist altars) is also a type of altar formation. Initially, when the two True Lords summoned Lei Zu and Gou Chen the Great Emperor, they relied on the power of these lu text-based talismans and altar formations.

A battle formation can have countless variations. Different numbers and layouts will result in a huge difference.

Not only are there distinctions between primary and secondary roles, but also there are auxiliary platforms with single functions that serve solely as assistants. A slight deviation can lead to a vast difference in outcome.

Relying on a single altar alone, one cannot grasp the complete picture.

"Just how profound is a single altar! How high must the cultivation of the one who sets it up be"

These findings secretly surprised Qin Sang, saying that this time might really get unexpected benefits.

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The premise is that other Dharma altars have not yet been destroyed, at least those like the one in front of us, with remnants remaining.

Through endless years, the sea changes and the land transforms. No one can say for certain what will happen.

Qin Sang was not optimistic about this, otherwise, there wouldn't only be one Lei Xiaozong.

He concentrated deeply, trying to sense other altars and the main altar through his own.

As expected, no matter what he did, it was all in vain. The other Dharma platforms were also destroyed.

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He had the true self bring the spirit materials, as expected, it saved the trouble of going back and forth later.

Qin Sang came to her senses, lost in thought.

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In this way, he could only use this sub-altar as a reference and deduce it himself, estimating that he could at most determine an approximate direction.

However, once you find the second altar, things will get easier.

Qin Sang estimated that repairing three branch altars would allow him to discern the pattern of the altar formations, thereby enabling him to determine the location of the main altar.

Thinking about this, Qin Sang entered meditation again and calculated with all his might.

This calculation took a full month, and Qin Sang determined three general ranges, none of which could be ruled out, each needing to be verified one by one.

That day, Qin Sang walked out of the grotto and announced his intention to go down the mountain.

“Finally, it’s time to go on another journey down the mountain! It's so boring up here!”

Zhu Que was beyond excited, not wanting to stay for even a moment longer. He urged Qin Sang and Xiao Wu, "Hurry! Hurry!"

Qin Sang and Xiao Wu rode on a green horse, galloping down the mountain. Before leaving, they cast a spell to move the small animals from the mountains away from Lei Xiao Zong. After leaving, they set them free.

Most small beasts are not very intelligent and scatter to flee.

Only the fox, hidden in the grass ahead, poked its head out, unwilling to leave.

It looked at the young Wu on horseback, letting out whimpers as if reluctant to part, wanting to approach but afraid to.

The Qingma walked leisurely and stopped by the edge of the grass.

The fox suddenly pulled its head back, then after a moment cautiously poked its nose out a little, its body trembling.

Little Five is also watching the fox.

A man and a fox faced each other. After a while, Xiao Wu slightly raised his head.

Qin Sang nodded.

Little Five leaped off his horse, took out the remaining pills, and placed them in front of the fox.

'Click! Click!'

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Two people and a horse galloped towards the distant mountains as the sun set.

The fox in the grass carefully held the elixir in its arms, squinting until the figure in the distance disappeared, then quietly retreated into the grass.

(Last night it couldn't be sent out, displaying a system or code abnormality.)lls. Although his purpose is different from that of Old Zou, he might encounter him inside and look out for each other. He had also promised Old Zou to help plan his journey to the Hall of Seven Kills...