The shadow of Qingluan is reflected on the stone wall of the cave.

Qin Sang was bathed in the green light, with a long breath, and then fell into a long silence.

The Qingluan Dharma Appearance slowly flapped its wings and hovered above Qin Sang's head, its beautiful brilliance flashing.

Not long after, a drum-like sound came from Qin Sang's body, as if the flesh, blood, and bone marrow in his body were vibrating together, and the extremely powerful energy of Qi and blood spurted out.

Purple red light soon appeared in the cave, various mysterious runes flashed continuously, and there were faint shadows of flags and streamers. This was because the formation protecting the mansion was impacted, and the power of the formation was stimulated.

Qi and blood are steaming.

Qingluan Dharma Phase flaps its wings faster, raises its neck and neighs, as if it is ready to break through this restraint at any time and fly to the sky.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long.

Qin Sang's aura surged to a certain level and was unsustainable. It stagnated from its continuous rise and struggled to maintain it for a short period of time before slowly falling back helplessly.

Immediately afterwards, the green light on Qingluan Dharma's body also dimmed, his momentum became sluggish, and finally turned into a ray of green light and fell into Qin Sang's body.

Gradually gathering his restless energy and blood, Qin Sang opened his eyes and murmured: "Failed..."

The shadow of the butterfly flashed, and the Heaven-Eyed Butterfly flew back from the entrance of the cave. Sensing the owner's low mood, the butterfly wings gently caressed Qin Sang's face. This was the only way to comfort Qin Sang.

Qin Sang's eyes quickly regained their vitality. He looked at Tianmu Die who was trying to comfort him, with a smile on his lips. He raised his hand, let Tianmu Die fall on his fingertips, and took out a Yinghua Dan.

In the past, as soon as Qin Sang took out the Yinghua Pill, Tianmu Die would grab it with his fingers.

If Qin Sang didn't give it to her immediately, his third eye would immediately be covered with mist.

At this moment, the Heavenly Eye Butterfly didn't seem to see the elixir. The Heavenly Eye pattern on the butterfly's wings kept staring at Qin Sang. The Heavenly Eye flashed slightly, as if observing Qin Sang's expression to make sure that his mood had recovered before carefully refining the Yinghua Pill.

, flew obediently to Qin Sang’s shoulder.

In fact, Qin Sang expected this failure. He had just reached the peak of the fifth level of "Celestial Demon Refining" a few days ago, so he couldn't wait to try to break through, but he was not well prepared.

Tianmudie's mood was depressed because of her master, and Qin Sang comforted her for a while, recalling the process of breakthrough.

Even if you fail, you will gain something.

"There is still plenty of poisonous fruit pulp, so it shouldn't be too difficult to break through," Qin Sang thought to himself, and his figure suddenly appeared outside the cave and flew into the aperture.

The shadows in his eyes have been cleared away by him, leaving only the poisonous fruit hanging in the void.

Compared with a few decades ago, the luster of the poisonous fruit has become darker and smaller, and the skin is wrinkled and somewhat shriveled, as if it has been dried and lost moisture.

Because Qin Sang continuously drained away the slurry and there was no new flower dew to replenish it, the poisonous fruit became like this.

The strong and rich poisonous power in the poisonous fruit supported Qin Sang's rapid progress in a short period of time and was on the verge of a breakthrough.

At least until the poisonous fruit pulp is exhausted, his cultivation speed will not slow down. Such achievements are extremely shocking in the eyes of anyone.

Qin Sang skillfully removed a drop of serum, sealed it in a jade bottle, and exited the orifice.

Just as he was about to return to the cave, he suddenly stopped and turned to look behind the flower field, towards the depths of the Zhitan.

He has reached a bottleneck. No matter how hard he practices, he will never make any progress, so he might as well take advantage of this period to explore the world of governance.

Traveling through various strange illusions may inspire you and help you make breakthroughs.

Qin Sang made a decision, but did not act in a hurry. He first returned to the cave to stabilize his cultivation, then called out the jar, released the Fire Jade Centipede, and took out a Green Frost Pill.

The power of the first pill has been digested by the Fire Jade Centipede.

The elixir enters the belly.

The Fire Jade Centipede's performance was much the same as last time. It curled up and resisted the impact of the elixir's power in pain, struggling to find a breakthrough opportunity.

This time, the fluctuations of the Fire Jade Centipede's aura were better than last time, but unfortunately it fell silent in the end and still failed.

"We are in the same boat," Qin Sang shook his head and put the Fire Jade Centipede back into the altar, a hint of haze flashed in his eyes.

After taking the pill twice, Fire Jade Centipede showed no qualitative change. If this continues, even if I take the third Qingshuang Pill, I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve what I want.

Qin Sang frowned and decided to select a few secret techniques from the "Panhu Manual" and focus more on the Fire Jade Centipede.

A few days later, Qin Sang walked out of the flower field, followed the path in his memory, and went deep into the Zhi Altar.

Thousands of red gold spiritual needles came into view.

Qin Sang returned to the place where he and Mo Xingdao visited last time and carefully observed the reflection in front of him. As long as he found out the reason for the reflection here, he should be able to locate the red gold spiritual needle.

Floating in front of the reflection, the red gold spiritual needles in the reflection were very close at hand, and some even flew past Qin Sang's nose.

Even though the red gold spiritual needles are definitely reflections, the threat they bring is extremely real.

Extremely sharp aura emanates from the red gold spiritual needles. The spiritual needles are endless, but they can't do anything to the other party. They are just in a stalemate. It has lasted for an unknown number of years, and it still remains today.

There are millions of each of the two colored spiritual needles, attacking each other, facing each other tit for tat in the center, and then both melting.

If you break in rashly, you will experience the pain of thousands of needles piercing your body.

Qin Sang's eyes were shining brightly, and he was silently using his spiritual power. After observing for a while, he suddenly stepped into the sea of ​​needles.

'Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!'

The sound of needles piercing the air instantly hit my ears, coming from all directions and everywhere.

Qin Sang's pupils shrank suddenly, and a golden spiritual needle happened to hit him, about to pierce his right eye.

His right eye hurt, and Qin Sang's heart beat violently, but he had no intention of dodging or making any resistance.

‘Whoosh!’

The golden spiritual needle pierced directly into the pupil of his right eye, and the stinging sensation reached its peak but suddenly disappeared.

Qin Sang was not injured. The spiritual array penetrated Qin Sang's head, reappeared in the back of his head, and continued to rush towards the red spiritual needle on the opposite side.

At the same time, the same was true for the other spiritual needles piercing Qin Sang's body. They passed through his body as if Qin Sang did not exist.

"It's indeed a reflection..."

Qin Sang thought to himself.

The tingling feeling is so real that others would not dare to try it easily even if they could see the clues.

Qin Sang paused for a moment and continued to move forward, walking through the sea of ​​needles without any damage.

He changed direction and entered the red spiritual needle area on the opposite side. He observed carefully. After walking closely for a while, Qin Sang let out a light sigh and found that he had walked out of the sea of ​​needles, and an auspicious cloud appeared in front of him.

"this……"

Qin Sang frowned, a little confused.

The reflection of the red gold spiritual needle definitely did not appear here for no reason. It should be caused by a special illusion, but he did not notice anything unusual until he passed through the sea of ​​needles.

Qin Sang turned around, looked at the sea of ​​needles, and fell into deep thought. Then he sat cross-legged in the auspicious clouds, let the Heavenly Eye Butterfly fall on his shoulders, and used the Essence and Blood Secret Technique as a guide to activate his supernatural power with all his strength.

In his field of vision, the red gold spiritual needles changed. What he saw was no longer individual needles, but the moving trajectory of the spiritual needles, forming red and gold threads in the void.

The silk threads are densely covered, like countless strings.

Then, the thread gradually faded from Qin Sang's eyes. It was not that the red gold spiritual needle disappeared, but that Qin Sang deliberately ignored it, eliminated all interference, and peered into the reality through the reflection.

Under the influence of the witch clan's secret technique, the third eye on the butterfly's wings and Qin Sang's eyes both turned into blood, emitting a strange light.

As the threads faded away, the void was completely revealed in front of him, seemingly empty.

Gradually, Qin Sang showed a clear smile, and returned to the Sea of ​​Needles with Tianmu Butterfly, quickly traveled through it, and arrived at the center of the Sea of ​​Needles.

The two spiritual needles met here, Qin Sang turned a blind eye, raised his right hand, and slid vertically across the void.

His fingers slid over, leaving traces of them, as if a gap had opened in the void, but it disappeared in an instant.

Qin Sang was thoughtful and did not hesitate to call out Qingluan Dharma.

After the Dharma was put into his body, Qin Sang's strength greatly increased. He formed the Buddha Seal in his heart and waved out a palm with all his strength.

'boom!'

The void shook.

The reflection in the sea of ​​needles trembled like water waves, and a hole suddenly appeared at the intersection, like a door. Qin Sang immediately squeezed into the gap, and strangely disappeared out of thin air.

The waves calmed down and the sea of ​​needles remained the same.

A moment later, Qin Sang suddenly appeared again, staggering back several feet, looking quite embarrassed, as if he had been beaten out of the inside.

After standing firm, Qin Sang stared at the position he had just entered, with a strange look in his eyes.

Passing through the reflection and entering reality, what he saw was pitch black. He and Tianmudie didn't see anything, and were forced out by a powerful repulsive force.

The appearance of the Dharma and the Buddha's seal are already his strongest strength, but he still cannot gain a foothold there.

Fortunately, that repulsive force won't hurt anyone.

Qin Sang pondered for a moment and opened the door to reality again.

He broke in again and again and was forced to retreat again and again. He was in charge of the altar day and night, as if he was tireless.

Although each stay was extremely short, he finally made new discoveries through his perseverance.

His eyes gradually brightened, and he laughed loudly when he was forced out for the last time.

Qin Sang retreated to Xiangyun, looked at his palm, and used his spiritual power to draw in the air.
To be continued...