The Spirit Rune light network on the Wind and Snow Pass city wall continues to operate, and the blue-white light clearly outlines the entire city wall.
The footsteps of the patrol sounded rhythmically on the stone streets, and the guard was changed every half an hour. In the storage warehouse under the city wall, boxes of talismans and elixirs were neatly stacked, Spirit Stone of the array eye nodes had all been replaced, and everything was proceeding in an orderly manner according to the orders of Ling Shuang.
Han Tao When he returned to the room, the sky had completely darkened.
He closed the door, fastened the latch, and put a insulation note on the back of the door. The talisman lit up, and the footsteps outside the door and the sound of orders on the distant city wall were cut off.
The room was not big, measuring one foot square, with a futon in the center.
He is a Foundation Establishment Early Stage Rogue Cultivator, came to Wind and Snow Pass three years ago. Rogue Cultivator has no support from the sect, Cultivation Resources earns all by himself. Wind and Snow Pass Although it is dangerous, However, the garrison mission gives more Spirit Stone than outside. Hunting Devil Race can also save combat merit and exchange it for elixirs and Law Artifact. For Rogue Cultivator, this is a pretty good path.
He was assigned to the 17th combat team, doing daily patrols, taking shifts, and occasionally going out to clean up scattered items Devil Soldier. His life was neither good nor bad.
Today was originally a rest day, but all the teams were suddenly recalled, and he was temporarily assigned to the city wall patrol team. He patrolled for three hours in a row before returning to his room.
I heard that Wind and Snow Pass is going to enter the highest alert state. Devil Race may take action. Han Tao is not too panicked. He is staying at Wind and Snow Pass. In the past three years, I have experienced several Devil Race attacks, large and small, and each time there was heavy thunder and little rain. The dense arrays on the city wall were not just decorations, Devil Race would have to leave most of the corpses behind if they rushed to the base of the city wall.
He sat cross-legged on the futon, closed his eyes and sensed his surroundings. The monk in the next room hadn't come back yet, and the room upstairs was empty. The breathing sound from the opposite door was very even, and he was probably in meditation.
He took back Divine Sense and took out something from Storage Bag.
It's a piece of jade.
It is about the size of a palm and has an irregular shape. The edges are naturally fractured and have not been cut or polished in any way. The jade piece shows a very light bluish-white color, with a warm and delicate surface, glowing with a soft shimmer under the dim fluorite light in the room.
The moment the jade piece fell into the palm of the hand, the concentration of Spiritual Qi in the room suddenly increased, like spring water seeping out from the cracks in the rocks, slowly filling the entire room.
Han Tao took a deep breath, and the Spiritual Qi flowed into the meridians along the nasal cavity, and the fatigue all over his body became a little lighter.
This is his biggest gain from Wind and Snow Pass during this period.
Five days ago, he hunted a small group of wandering Devil Soldier outside the east gate. During the pursuit, he pursued a dry river bed with weathered gray rock walls on both sides. He found a crack buried in gravel on the rock wall, and extremely weak Spiritual Qi fluctuations were revealed deep in the crack. He peeled away the gravel and found the jade piece in the deepest part of the crack.
He recognized this thing, Primordial Spirit Jade.
This is a rare resource that was only born in the depths of Spirit Vein. Different from ordinary Spirit Stone, the Spiritual Qi inside Primordial Spirit Jade is not only milder and purer, but also has a higher concentration. Higher than Spirit Stone. The most important thing is that after the Spiritual Qi inside Primordial Spirit Jade is sucked dry, the jade piece itself will not be damaged and will spontaneously absorb the Spiritual Qi from the outside to replenish itself.
This means that as long as it is used properly, this piece of Primordial Spirit Jade can be used repeatedly and is almost inexhaustible. For a poor Rogue Cultivator like Han Tao, the value of this thing is even more than one Upper-Grade Law Artifact. If you get Wind and Snow Pass and sell it in the market, you can exchange it for at least three bottles of the Foundation Establishment Realm's cultivation elixir, or a piece of good quality armor.
But Han Tao has no intention of selling. He has been stuck in Foundation Establishment Early Stage for almost five years, and Dantian has shown no signs of breaking through. With this Primordial Spirit Jade, he may be able to hit Foundation Establishment Middle Stage within half a year. Once he breaks through, his treatment and merit exchange ratio in Wind and Snow Pass will increase, which will be much more cost-effective than selling in the long run.
The only thing that made him a little concerned was that this Primordial Spirit Jade was engraved with a Spirit Rune. Spirit Rune was very small, about the size of a fingernail, and was engraved in an inconspicuous depression on the edge of the jade piece. The pattern was simple, with only three or four main lines, intertwined into a shape he had never seen before. The pattern. Han Tao didn't know much about Spirit Rune, and he couldn't tell what it was used for. Maybe it was a mark engraved by the previous owner, or maybe it was some kind of auxiliary Spirit Rune that he didn't know about. After using it for five days without any problems, he didn't think much more about it.
He placed Primordial Spirit Jade flat on his palm, folded his hands over it, closed his eyes and moved Cultivation Method. Spiritual Qi in Primordial Spirit Jade poured into the meridians from the acupuncture points in his palm, and followed the "Long Wind Instruction" path he practiced Lines flow. That Spiritual Qi is much purer than the Spiritual Qi in ordinary Spirit Stone. It can be directly integrated into Dantian without going through layers of filtering by Cultivation Method, and the cultivation efficiency is at least doubled.
He did not notice that while he was immersed in cultivation, Primordial Spirit Jade was undergoing strange changes.
The color of the Spirit Rune at the edge of Primordial Spirit Jade gradually changed from the light green-white color of the jade piece to a very light pink. The pink was so light that it was almost invisible under the cold light of fluorite, but it was indeed getting brighter little by little.
The moment Spirit Rune turned completely pink, Han Tao's body shook violently.
He opened his eyes, and his eyes had turned completely pink. The pupils were filled with pink, and no trace of the white of his eyes could be seen. His expression twisted at that moment, and his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but only a very slight whoosh sound came out of his throat.
Then the pink color receded from his eyes, retreated into the depths of his pupils, and disappeared, replaced by an empty calmness, as if all his emotions and will had been wiped out from within by something at that moment.
He pushed away the futon, got down on his knees, and knelt down towards the piece of Primordial Spirit Jade in front of him. His movements were smooth and natural, with his forehead touching the ground and his hands flat on the cold ground. His posture was so pious that it was almost humble.
"Master."
When those two words were spoken, the tone was steady and the enunciation was clear, without any trace of being forced.
The pink light on Primordial Spirit Jade flickered for a moment, as if in response. Then the light slowly extinguished, and Spirit Rune returned to its original inconspicuous color.
Han Tao knelt on the ground for three breaths, and then stood up. He blinked, the holes in his eyes disappeared, and returned to his normal expression. He lowered his head and glanced at Primordial Spirit Jade in front of him, and was stunned for a moment, as if he was wondering why he stopped suddenly. But he quickly put this matter behind him, held Primordial Spirit Jade in his hand again, and continued to practice.
There were footsteps in the next room, and someone was back again.
On the night of Wind and Snow Pass, the same pink light lit up on different Primordial Spirit Jade fragments in different rooms. There were not many of them, scattered throughout the pass. Those monks holding Primordial Spirit Jade, like Han Tao, continued to do what they were doing after the pink light went out, as if nothing happened just now.
The next morning.
Wind and Snow Pass The Spirit Rune on the east wall stayed on all night, and the blue-white light was still dazzling under the gray sky. There were several times more guards on the city wall than usual, and there were armed monks standing behind each crenellation. Some people were patrolling the city wall, some were checking the spiritual power output of the array eye nodes, and some were making final adjustments to the rows of attack arrays.
The formation masters barely slept last night. The formations of Spirit Rune extended from the city bricks to the outside of the battlements, faintly humming in the cold air. These formations constituted Wind and Snow Pass's most stable defense mode in a century. Once the city gate was closed, there were not a large number of high-level Devil Races put into the battlefield. The formation alone could eliminate most of the attackers.
Ten miles east of Wind and Snow Pass is an ice field without any vegetation. The frozen soil is several feet thick, and the ground is as hard as iron. Even Worm Devil, the best at drilling among Devil Race, cannot drill through. There are no forests, no ravines, no Any terrain that can cover a sneak attack. If Devil Race wants to attack Wind and Snow Pass, they can only rush forward from this ice sheet, and the ice sheet is densely covered with dark red bloodstains accumulated over hundreds of years, which is the proof left by every attack.
When Qin Tiexin climbed onto the city wall, the eastern horizon just glowed with a very light gray-white color. He tied Edgeless behind his back, and his empty right sleeve was slightly bulged by the wind on the city wall.
His mission area was in the third section of the east city wall, close to the city gate. Luo Ling was arranged to assist in the defense in the northern section, and he was incorporated into a three-person team to attack the magic circle. Two Foundation Establishment monks were responsible for controlling the magic circle. As an auxiliary staff of the Qi Refinement Realm, he was responsible for transporting Spirit Stone and running errands.
When I walked to the designated position, two Foundation Establishment monks were already waiting.
One of them was squatting next to the array to adjust the array eyes, while the other took out Spirit Stone piece by piece from the Spirit Stone box next to it and filled it into the grooves of the array plate. Seeing Qin Tiexin approaching, the monk who was filling in Spirit Stone put down the Spirit Stone in his hand, stood up, patted the ashes on his knees, and walked towards him.
This man looks to be in his early twenties, with a sallow complexion and slightly high cheekbones. He is wearing a gray monk's robe that has been washed white. There is a short knife hanging on his waist, which can be seen that it has been used for some years. His cultivation level is Foundation Establishment Early Stage, and the fluctuation of his spiritual power is not strong, but it is very stable.
"Junior brother is here to assist us, right?" He first glanced at Qin Tiexin's empty right sleeve and the huge knife on his back. His eyes paused for a moment, but he quickly moved away. He spoke in a warm tone, "Introduce yourself, Han Tao, Foundation Establishment Early Stage, Rogue Cultivator. What do you call me junior brother?"
"Senior Brother Han, this is Qin Tiexin, from the Flowing Cloud Sect."
"Flowing Cloud Sect, it's a big sect." Han Tao smiled and nuzzled at the monk behind him who was still debugging the magic circle, "That is Liu Cheng, from the Black Stone Sect, also Foundation Establishment Early Stage. We are responsible for this Wind-Rending Strangulation Formation, wind-based formation, it just so happens that we both have wind attributes. There are not many tasks, the main thing is to control the timing and direction of releasing the formation. Junior brother, please help me keep an eye on Spirit Stone. If there are less than half of the Spirit Stone in the box, go to the logistics office to get new ones. Also, if there are any errands, I have to trouble junior brother."
The monk named Liu Cheng raised his head when Han Tao mentioned his name, nodded to Qin Tiexin, and then continued to immerse himself in organizing the array. Spirit Rune. He looks to be in his early thirties, with a square face, thick lips, and rough skin. He does not look like a pampered monk in the sect, but seems to be used to running around outside. He is not very talkative, and his eyes always fall on the formation board.
Qin Tiexin responded, walked to the Spirit Stone box and took a look. The box was not small, and there were several hundred pieces of Lower-Grade Spirit Stone neatly stacked inside, which was quite neatly stacked.
This job is not difficult. His current identity is a disciple of the Qi Refinement Realm. His cultivation level is neither sufficient to control the formation nor is he specialized in the formation. It is reasonable for him to be assigned as an assistant.
He stood next to the Spirit Stone box and glanced at Han Tao and Liu Cheng. Han Tao returned to the formation and squatted on the ground as before. His fingers skillfully fiddled with a few Spirit Rune. Liu Cheng on the array plate and still did not speak. He just lowered his head and silently filled pieces of Spirit Stone into the corresponding grooves.
Qin Tiexin didn't think he would have any problems, but Wind and Snow Pass was right to be careful everywhere. So he slowly approached the two of them, with a calm expression on his face, but in his heart he still thought it would be better to take a look. When he was about five steps closer to the two of them, he suddenly stopped and his expression changed slightly.
In the sea of consciousness, "Illustrated Catalog of Ten Thousand Artifacts" was slowly turning the pages. The sound of turning pages sounded deep in his consciousness, and finally stopped on a certain page, and a line of writing slowly emerged from the blank page.
That tone and way of wording are very familiar to Qin Tiexin. They come from the mysterious severed arm.
[These two people have a problem.]