Chapter 289: A Trip to the Lingjiu Palace in Tianshan! Tianshan Tonglao! Xiaolongnu
Chapter 289: A Trip to the Lingjiu Palace in Tianshan! Tianshan Tonglao! Xiaolongnu
Qin Shuang set out on the road to Tianshan Mountains. The wind was as cold as a knife and snowflakes filled the sky.
On the top of Tianshan Mountain, Lingjiu Palace stands tall, like a palace carved out of ice and snow, exuding a cold and mysterious atmosphere.
The palace walls are high and covered with ice crystals. Under the sunlight, they reflect the dazzling light, like a fairyland on earth. However, the surroundings of Lingjiu Palace are extremely steep, with steep cliffs and ice. If you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss and be crushed to pieces.
Qin Shuang walked quickly all the way, as if walking on flat ground, and soon arrived in front of Lingjiu Palace.
However, the scene before him made him frown. The palace gate was wide open, broken ice crystals and broken weapons were scattered on the ground, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Obviously, a fierce battle had just taken place here.
Qin Shuang quickened his pace and walked towards the palace. The Lingjiu Palace was in a mess, with the walls covered with sword scratches, and dozens of Lingjiu Palace disciples lying on the ground, with blood staining the snow-covered ground red. A noisy noise came from the distance, mixed with wild laughter and angry curses.
Qin Shuang followed the sound, passed through several corridors, and came to a wide square. In the center of the square, a group of people of different appearances gathered together, led by the masters of the thirty-six caves and the seventy-two islands. They held weapons in their hands and had ferocious smiles on their faces.
Among them, a little girl in white was tied up with iron chains, her body covered in blood, her face full of fear and anger.
Further away, some female disciples of Lingjiu Palace were lying on the bluestone floor.
“Hahaha, Tianshan Child-Grandma, you have finally met your end!” A cave master with a face full of flesh laughed, “Usually you are so high and mighty, ordering us around, but today you finally fell into our hands!”
Another island owner sneered, "While her power has degraded and she looks like a child, we will cut this bitch into pieces today to relieve our hatred!"
The little girl gritted her teeth, her eyes full of anger, but she was too badly injured to speak. A trace of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth, and it was obvious that she had been seriously injured.
Qin Shuang stood in the dark with a cold look in his eyes.
He recognized at a glance that the little girl was the Child-like Grandmother of Tianshan. Her Eight Desolate and Six Directions Only I Am Supreme skill would degenerate every thirty years, and her power would be completely lost, and she would be like a child.
Unexpectedly, this time the masters of the thirty-six caves and the seventy-two islands took the opportunity to besiege him and he almost lost his life.
"Go!" a cave master shouted, raised the big knife in his hand and chopped towards the little girl.
At this critical moment, Qin Shuang flashed and stood in front of the little girl.
He raised his hand and swung it, and a sharp sword energy swept out. Before the cave master could react, he was blown away by the sword energy and fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood, and could not get up again.
"Who is it?!" The other cave masters and island masters were horrified. They raised their weapons and looked at Qin Shuang vigilantly.
Qin Shuang smiled coldly, his eyes like knives: "A bunch of ants dare to act so presumptuously here?"
"Looking for death!" An island owner roared and rushed towards Qin Shuang with a knife.
However, before his knife fell, Qin Shuang's figure disappeared.
The next moment, the island owner felt a pain in his chest. He looked down and saw that a sword energy had pierced his chest.
“This… How is this possible…” The island owner widened his eyes and slowly fell down.
The other cave masters and island masters saw this and their faces changed drastically, and they all retreated. Qin Shuang's strength was far beyond their imagination. He killed an island master with just one move. This kind of strength was definitely not something they could contend with.
"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" A cave owner shouted and turned to flee. The others saw this and also fled in all directions.
Qin Shuang did not chase after her, but turned to look at the little girl. He squatted down and asked softly, "Are you the Child-Father of Tianshan?"
The little girl nodded, a trace of gratitude flashed in her eyes. She said weakly, "Thank you for saving me, sir."
Although the voice was weak, it still carried a sense of majesty.
Qin Shuang smiled slightly: "You are welcome, Tong Lao. I came here to discuss something, but I didn't expect to encounter such an incident."
Tianshan Child-Granny gave a bitter smile and whispered, "The Eight Desolations and Six Directions Only I Am Supreme skill that I practice will degenerate every thirty years. I lose all my power and become like a child. I didn't expect that this time, the masters of the thirty-six caves and the seventy-two islands would take advantage of the opportunity to besiege me and I almost lost my life."
Qin Shuang frowned slightly: "Don't these people obey you on weekdays? Why did they suddenly rebel today?"
Qin Shuang actually knew the purpose of these cave masters and island masters.
Tianshan Child-Granny snorted coldly: "They are just fence-sitters. Seeing that my power has deteriorated, they want to take advantage of the opportunity to seize power. If I were not powerless to resist at this moment, how could I allow them to be so presumptuous!"
Qin Shuang nodded and said, "Does Tong Lao have any plans?"
Tianshan Child-Granny raised her head and looked at Qin Shuang with a firm gaze: "Young Master, if you can help me kill Li Qiushui, I am willing to hand over Lingjiu Palace to you. From now on, everyone in Lingjiu Palace will obey your orders."
Qin Shuang heard this, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "Oh?"
Qin Shuang doesn't think much of the Lingjiu Palace.
However, the four swords of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum can be accepted.
Tianshan Child-Grandma nodded solemnly: "My words are as good as gold, and they are never false."
Qin Shuang chuckled and reached out to help Tianshan Tonglao up: "Okay, in that case, I will lend a helping hand."
Qin Shuang stood in a quiet hall in the Lingjiu Palace, with candlelight flickering around him, illuminating his deep face. He closed his eyes and concentrated, the bronze heart of the War God Temple in his mind trembled slightly, and two mechanical voices sounded in his ears:
[The Temple of War God has discovered a world with low spiritual energy - the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes! ]
[The fluctuation of the luck of the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes is detected. The God of War Illusion can be opened. Do you want to open the God of War Illusion? 】
Qin Shuang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, thinking to himself: "The world of The Return of the Condor Heroes? Interesting."
As soon as he thought about it, the illusion power of the Temple of War God was instantly activated, and the space in the hall began to distort, as if a crack was torn open by an invisible force.
The illusory space of the God of War fantasy appears.
A moment later, a figure in white appeared in the illusion of the God of War.
The woman was wearing a plain white dress, with picturesque features and a cold temperament, like a fairy who was not in touch with the mundane world. She held a long sword in her hand, with a look of vigilance and doubt in her eyes.
"Where is this?" Xiao Longnu looked around, frowning slightly. She was clearly practicing in the ancient tomb just now, how did she end up in this illusory space in the blink of an eye?
and.
She found that her body had also become an illusory shadow.
"This time, they actually brought in Little Dragon Girl!"
Qin Shuang looked at the little dragon girl in front of him and felt a slight movement in his heart.
He didn't expect that the God of War Illusion would actually bring this lucky girl from the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes. He smiled slightly, took a step forward, and said softly, "Miss, don't panic, this is the God of War Illusion!"
Xiao Long Nu's eyes fixed on Qin Shuang: "War God Illusion? Why am I here? Who are you?"
Qin Shuang smiled calmly and said, "I am Qin Shuang. Because you and I are predestined, you were able to be pulled into the War God Illusion!"
Xiao Long Nu frowned slightly, and said in a cold tone, "Is there a destiny between us?"
"That's right." Qin Shuang spoke calmly with a gentle look.
At this moment, the figure of Xiaolongnu rippled in the illusion of the God of War and turned into starlight and dissipated.
Xiao Longnu stood in the stone chamber of the ancient tomb, still holding the long sword in her hand, but her expression was a little dazed. She looked down at her hand, then looked around at the familiar stone walls, her heart full of doubts.
"Everything that just happened... was it a dream?" She murmured in a low voice, frowning slightly.
She clearly remembered that she was in a strange illusion just now, talking with a man who called himself Qin Shuang. That man not only knew her name, but also knew Yang Guo, and could even let her see Yang Guo's figure. But in the blink of an eye, she was back to the ancient tomb, as if nothing had happened.
Xiao Longnu walked to the stone table in the center of the stone room, gently stroking the guqin on the table, with a lot of thoughts in her mind. She recalled Qin Shuang's appearance, his deep eyes, gentle smile, and every word he said, which made her feel extremely real.
"The illusion of the God of War...Qin Shuang...who is he?" Xiaolongnu whispered to herself, with a trace of confusion in her eyes.
She sat on the stone bench, her fingertips gently plucked the strings, and the cold sound of the piano echoed in the stone room. Qin Shuang's figure and the words he said kept appearing in her mind.
"He said he could help me find Guo'er... Is this true or false?" Xiao Longnu hesitated. She was eager to find Yang Guo, but she was also suspicious of Qin Shuang's identity and purpose.
At this moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the stone chamber. Xiao Longnu looked up and saw Granny Sun walking in with a bowl of steaming soup.
"Young lady, it's time to eat." Granny Sun placed the bowl of soup on the stone table and looked at Xiao Long Nu with concern. "Why do you look so uneasy today?"
Xiao Long Nu shook her head slightly and whispered, "Grandma Sun, I just had a strange dream."
Hearing this, Granny Sun smiled and asked, "What did you dream about, young lady?"
Xiao Long Nu pondered for a moment and briefly recounted her experience. After listening, Granny Sun frowned slightly and said, "Girl, this dream is indeed strange. However, dreams are just dreams after all, so don't take it too seriously."
Xiao Long Nu nodded, but she still couldn't let it go. She picked up the bowl of soup and took a sip, but her eyes were still a little absent-minded.
"Granny Sun, do you think... there are really such magical things in this world?" Xiao Longnu asked in a low voice.
Granny Sun smiled and said, "Girl, there are indeed many things in this world that we cannot understand. However, dreams are illusory after all, so don't worry too much about it."
Xiao Long Nu nodded gently and said nothing more. She lowered her head to drink the soup, but she was still thinking about what Qin Shuang said.
"If he can really help me find Guo'er..." Xiao Longnu felt a hint of hope in her heart, but she quickly suppressed it. She knew that she couldn't easily trust a stranger, not to mention that it might all be just a dream.
As the night deepened, the ancient tomb was completely silent. Xiao Long Nu sat in the stone chamber, holding a jade pendant in her hand. It was a token of love Yang Guo left for her when they parted. She gently stroked the jade pendant, her eyes full of longing.
"Guo'er, where are you..." Xiaolongnu murmured in a low voice, her heart full of melancholy.
Guo'er was her disciple, and she had never left the ancient tomb. Yang Guo had been out of the ancient tomb for more than half a year, and there had been no news at all.
She had also gone out of the ancient tomb to look for him, but there was indeed no news of him being found.
Qin Shuang returned to the world of The Immortal Cultivation of Mortals.
He sat cross-legged in the room. Just as he sat down, suddenly, in his mind, on the system panel, a mechanical voice sounded in his ears:
[Detected the fluctuation of luck in the Tianlongbabu world, Murong Fu has conquered more than ten cities and obtained 9000 luck points. ]
A trace of satisfaction flashed across Qin Shuang's eyes, and he whispered to himself: "Murong Fu really didn't disappoint me."
His spiritual sense checked the Temple of War God. In the middle of the Temple of War God there was an illusory map, which was the map of the territory of the world of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils.
On the map, the city controlled by Murong Fu was shining with golden light, while other areas were dark.
Qin Shuang raised his hand and waved it. The golden light on the map gathered into a ball and turned into a stream of light that sank into his brow. He felt a powerful force of luck pouring into his body.
"9000 luck points are not enough. I need to keep working hard to open up more worlds." Qin Shuang murmured in a low voice, with a gleam in his eyes.
Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps were heard outside the secret room.
Qin Shuang's spiritual sense probed out of the secret room.
The night was dark, and the moonlight sprinkled like water on the courtyard of the Tianxiahui headquarters.
"Wan'er, you're here." Qin Shuang waved his hand, the door of the secret room opened, and a beautiful figure walked in.
Nangong Wan was wearing a lavender dress, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and her temperament was cold but charming. She walked to Qin Shuang's side, with a bit of anger in her eyes: "You have been gone for half a month, and there is no news at all."
Qin Shuang chuckled, put his arm around her waist, and whispered, "I was negligent. But, am I back now?"
Nangong Wan snorted softly, but did not break free from his embrace. She looked up at Qin Shuang with some concern in her eyes: "Are you back for something this time?"
Qin Shuang nodded, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "The body-refining technique I'm practicing requires a kind of Golden Sun Grass, and the amount required is quite large. Unfortunately, I haven't found it anywhere."
Nangong Wan frowned slightly when she heard this, and after a moment's silence, she said, "Golden Sun Grass? I do remember that there was an auction in Tiannan that only Jindan-stage cultivators could participate in. Maybe there is some there."
Qin Shuang's eyes flashed with joy: "Oh? Tiannan's auction? Where exactly is it?"
Nangong Wan gently pushed him away, took out a jade slip from her sleeve, and handed it to Qin Shuang: "This is an invitation to the auction, which will be held in Tiannan City in three days. If you want to go, I will go with you."
Qin Shuang took the jade slip and scanned it with his spiritual sense. As expected, he saw the detailed information of the auction. He looked up at Nangong Wan with a smile in his eyes: "Wan'er is indeed my lucky star."
Nangong Wan blushed and whispered, "Stop talking nonsense. However, this auction is full of experts, let's go together."
Qin Shuang nodded, with some confidence in his tone: "Okay."
Nangong Wan glanced at him, then suddenly reached out and gently stroked his cheek, whispering, "You are always like this, making me worry."
Qin Shuang held her hand and whispered, "With you here, I will be careful."
The two smiled at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.
After an unknown amount of time, the noise in the house gradually subsided. Nangong Wan nestled in Qin Shuang's arms, her face flushed with satisfaction. She felt that the spiritual power in her body was several times stronger than before, and her gratitude to Qin Shuang was beyond words.
Qin Shuang gently stroked her hair and whispered, "Wan'er, let's go to Tiannan City together in three days, okay?"
Nangong Wan nodded slightly and whispered, "Well, let's go together."
Qin Shuang lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and said softly: "Have a good rest, we will talk in detail tomorrow."
Nangong Wan snuggled in his arms and gently closed her eyes.
Qin Shuang looked at her sleeping face, his eyes full of tenderness.
The upcoming auction will be an important part of improving his cultivation. And Nangong Wan, who has advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, will also become his strongest backing.
(End of this chapter)