chsdbacks Chapter 181 Portrait of the Holy Emperor; Ouyang Hua
Chapter 181 Portrait of the Holy Emperor; Ouyang Hua
As the formation dissipated, an old man with a full head of white hair and a cane, along with a dozen or so emaciated savages, suddenly appeared.
"The formation...the formation is broken?"
The old man was taken aback at first, then his expression changed drastically, and he knelt down, begging for mercy: "This old man is Ouyang Hua, greetings to the Immortal!"
Upon seeing this, the other savages all knelt down on the ground.
"Your name is Ouyang Hua?"
Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Qin Hao's eyes.
He never expected that he would encounter an elder of the Soul Refining Tribe.
Of course, that was the Soul Refining Tribe from the original timeline.
In this time and space, Duntian, having broken through to the pinnacle of cultivation, did not hand over the Ten Billion Soul Banner to Wang Lin.
Wang Lin doesn't need to nourish and repair the Soul Banner, so he probably won't create another Soul Refining Tribe.
"Immortal, my name is indeed Ouyang Hua. Is there anything wrong with that?"
Ouyang Hua spoke respectfully.
"without!"
Qin Hao shook his head and waved his hand, saying, "You may all get up!"
"Thank you, Immortal!"
Ouyang Hua thanked him verbally, but did not stand up.
He continued kneeling and pleading, "Heaven cherishes life; we beseech the immortals to help us repair this formation!"
"Otherwise, when the Night of the Demons arrives, my people, who have no cultivation, will likely become food for the demons!"
Upon hearing the words "demon spirit," the savages behind Ouyang Hua immediately showed expressions of terror.
"Whoosh!"
Qin Hao, with Yao Xixue in his arms, vanished into the valley in a flash.
"Clatter!"
Qin Hao snapped his fingers, and the long nails that were pinned to the formation immediately disappeared.
"Buzz!"
Without the presence of the restrictive spikes, ripples emerged, causing the previously vanished formation to reappear.
The valley was once again concealed by the formation, and a protective force permeated the entire valley.
"Thank you, Immortal!"
Ouyang Hua bowed respectfully and invited Qin Hao and his companion, saying, "Immortal, please enter the valley for a chat!"
As he spoke, he bit his fingertip, squeezed out a drop of blood, and let it fall onto the mountain wall.
"Boom!"
A sudden tremor shook the earth, as if an earth dragon were turning over, and the cliffs on both sides of the valley parted to create a straight and wide passage that stretched to the end of the valley.
Since the other party's cultivation level was weak and the others had no cultivation at all, Qin Hao wasn't afraid that they would dare to do anything bad.
If someone is blind enough to do this, he wouldn't mind adding a few more soul slaves to the Emperor's Banner.
It must be said that this valley is like a paradise.
After passing through the mountain wall, there are densely packed, simple houses, each with many elderly people, women, and children.
The children were peering curiously out through the windows and cracks in the doors.
Don't worry!
Qin Hao said calmly, "I am not a murderer, and I will not kill mortals like you indiscriminately!"
He felt that since fate had brought him here, he should rebuild the Soul Refining Tribe.
Moreover, the numerous conflicts among the nine prefectures of this demonic land are very suitable for increasing the power of his soul banner.
Anyway, he'll be here for at least several hundred years, so he has plenty of time to make arrangements.
"Immortal, please follow this old man!"
Ouyang Hua led Qin Hao and Yao Xixue to the northernmost part of the valley.
Within a radius of several dozen meters, there is only one house that is slightly better than the others.
Qin Hao saw that the house was hemispherical.
It looked like a steamed bun, lying face down on the ground.
Inside the house, there was a wooden bed and some wooden tables and chairs, as well as some decorations on the walls.
In addition, an ancient painting hangs on the wall.
This painting has weathered countless years; its colors are yellowed, its edges are broken, and it has wrinkles.
The painting depicts a middle-aged man of about forty years old. He has a dignified appearance and wears a Taoist robe, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance. His right hand forms a hand seal in front of his chest, giving the impression of being surrounded by divine power.
He gazed at the sky, where there was a patch of black mist, the contents of which he had no idea.
Upon seeing the painting, Ouyang Hua's eyes immediately filled with affection and admiration.
"He...he is...the Vermilion Bird Saint Emperor, the Yellow Dragon True Man?"
Upon seeing the figures in the painting, Yao Xixue immediately exclaimed in surprise.
She once accompanied Qin Hao to the Hengyue Sect in the Zhao State, where she met the Yellow Dragon Immortal.
"Two venerable immortals, have you met the venerable immortal Huanglong?"
Upon hearing this, Ouyang Hua couldn't help but ask.
"To be honest, this is an avatar of my master!"
Qin Hao replied, then came to the portrait of Huanglong Zhenren and bowed respectfully.
"So, the immortal is a disciple of the Yellow Dragon Immortal!"
Ouyang Hua said, "According to the elders of our valley, countless years ago, the Immortal Huanglong brought my ancestors here to settle down and set up that formation to protect us for generations!"
"I never imagined that after countless years, I would encounter a disciple of the Immortal Huanglong!"
Ouyang Hua believed it for one reason: Yao Xixue was the first to call out Huanglong's name.
On the other hand, in the history they record here, there are instances of cultivators appearing, but they were blocked by formations.
The person before me, who could break the formation with ease, must be a disciple of the Yellow Dragon Immortal who set it up.
"Immortals, you have come here surely for that item. Please follow me!"
Ouyang Hua led the other party out of the house and into the deeper part of the valley.
"Immortal, please look!"
Ouyang Hua pointed to the wall at the end of the valley and said, "That's it!"
Qin Hao looked over and saw a white object, like crystal, embedded in the center of a dark blue wall.
"Here, this item is called Demon Spirit Jade or Demon Crystal!"
Ouyang Hua said, "For us, it is a treasure on which we depend for survival. Whenever a member of our clan is injured, we can use it to heal. If you take it away, our clan will gradually wither away and die one by one."
At this point, he gritted his teeth and said, "However, the Immortal is a highly accomplished disciple of the Yellow Dragon Immortal, who has protected us for countless years. This old man is willing to offer it up!"
Qin Hao raised his right hand and snatched the demon crystal.
He sensed it and immediately felt a faint surge of ancient demonic power flowing into his body.
"This demon crystal contains a trace of ancient demon power, which can enhance my cultivation!"
Thinking this, Qin Hao said to Ouyang Hua, "Don't worry, I won't take your things for nothing. From today onwards, I will teach you cultivation and help you become cultivators!"
"Senior, you...you really intend to teach us cultivation?"
Upon hearing this, Ouyang Hua's eyes widened immediately.
In this land of demons and spirits, the methods of cultivation are only possessed by those large tribes.
Although he had been to the ancient demon city, he was not noticed and could not even become a demon soldier, so he naturally had no opportunity to learn cultivation methods.
"good!"
Qin Hao nodded slightly, recorded some basic techniques of the Soul Refining Sect into a jade slip, and tossed it to the other person, saying, "Take this jade slip and place it between your eyebrows to investigate!"
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