The boulder hit the ground and bounced up, then rolled down the hillside, crossed the mountain road, and finally fell into the ravine.

Blades of grass were flying, and loud rumbles echoed in the mountains.

The young man used all his will, hands and feet to crawl out with all his strength, and narrowly avoided being crushed by the boulder, so he did not die in the trap he had set.

"Hoo ho!"

The young man gasped for air and turned his head to look upward.

The poisonous spear was inserted into the tree trunk, and the white mink's body hung on the poisonous spear, with its head, tail and limbs hanging down weakly. The demon blood flowed along the poisonous spear, and the bright red blood was mixed with blue-black venom.

The white ferret was motionless and seemed to have died.

The young man did not dare to take it lightly. He endured the severe pain, raised his upper body, and replaced the light crossbow with new arrows.

‘Whoosh!’

The crossbow arrow hit the white mink.

The white ferret made no move to fight back. He was hit by the crossbow arrow, and his body shook violently. He was still hanging on the poisonous spear, and blood flew out.

After confirming that the white ferret was dead, the boy's whole body seemed to be deflated and he suddenly fell to the ground.

Without the pride of hunting monsters as a mortal, he just rested his head on the grass, stared blankly at the sky, and murmured: "Master, I finally avenge you!"

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Scenes from the past emerge, how warm they were then and how sad they are now.

His mother was weak and sick when he was young and died soon after. His father was a hunter and unfortunately died in the mountains when he was eight years old.

At the age of eight, he had to start supporting himself on his own. His relatives and friends were not bad-hearted, but they were from poor families and were powerless, so it was impossible to take him home and raise him, so they could only try their best to help.

He also knows that he is a drag, so he tries his best not to trouble others and supports himself.

Until the Master appeared, taught them how to read and write, and taught them the truth.

The master persuaded him to go to school instead of accepting him as a monk. His master took special care of him as an orphan, allowing him to experience the long-lost family affection.

But the good times didn't last long.

That day, the master went to town to buy paper and ink for his apprentices, but he didn't come back after dark. The whole village went out to search, but only found one body.

The master's death was horrific. His chest was broken open, his internal organs were missing, and all his blood was sucked dry, turning him into a mummy.

The young man clearly remembered the feeling of being struck by thunder at the moment when he confirmed that the body was the master's.

The Master was the first unjust soul to be killed by the demon mink. After that, one after another people were brutally murdered. The village organized manpower to hunt demons several times, but to no avail. Instead, the demon mink took advantage of the chaos and killed several people.

No one dared to mention killing demons anymore, and the young man could not find help, but the flame of revenge in his heart never went out.

He knew clearly that monsters had great powers, and even the slightest mistake could cause his plans to fail and his life to be wasted. But he had to do it to avenge his wife, otherwise he would be a son of man in vain!

"hiss!"

The severe pain interrupted the boy's thoughts.

I raised my left arm, and the pain became even worse. I could only lift it halfway. I took off the iron plate on my body, and the wound was shocking.

His internal organs must have been injured as well, as if his internal organs had been violently grasped by a big hand.

The young man stuffed a piece of cloth into his mouth, bit it tightly, treated the wound himself, took a deep breath of fresh air, got up from the ground with difficulty, moved under the tree, and tugged on the poisonous spear.

The poisonous spear was deeply embedded in the tree trunk, and he didn't have much strength left to pull it out.

The young man took off the white ferret from the poisonous spear, picked up a poisonous spear and used it as a walking stick, and staggered back.

The entire village was surrounded by earthen mounds, and bunkers and patrols were set up after the demon marten appeared.

When he reached the village, the young man was almost exhausted. He raised the white ferret in his hand and shouted: "I have killed the monster."

Then he fell to the ground.

…

Xiaowu and Zhuque watched the drama for a month and it finally came to an end, but they still felt that they still had not finished it.

Qin Sang turned his back on what was going on outside the window and focused on repairing the Thunder Altar. He became more and more proficient and had recovered to 90%.

Next, it took less than a month to successfully restore the thunder altar.

Qin Sang adjusted his breath briefly and activated the thunder altar. As expected, he had a vague connection with the other two thunder altars.

He immersed all his mind into it, tightly grasped this feeling, and triggered another change in the thunder altar.

At the same time, the positions and relationships of the three thunder altars were outlined in his mind.

‘Bah!’

Above the Thunder Altar, there was thunder and lightning.

Qin Sang was bathed in thunder, but it couldn't hurt him at all. Every fluctuation of lightning was inconsistent, representing a new change.

After many changes, Qin Sang's deduction became clearer and clearer with the help of comparison with the other two thunder altars, and finally pointed to a certain direction.

Qin Sang was overjoyed. Although he still couldn't sense the main altar, he had determined the location of the main altar and it would be much easier to find it, unless the main altar was completely destroyed.

‘Whoosh!’

All the lightning was collected in the altar, and the thunder altar was silent.

Qin Sang formed a formation to cover the thunder altar and was ready to immediately find the main altar.

Seeing Qin Sang walking out of the crack in the stone, Xiao Wu and Zhu Que both looked over.

"Is it repaired?" Suzaku asked.

Qin Sang nodded, "The location of the main altar has been determined... Huh? Taiyi brought someone over and waited in the distance. He might find something."

He sent a signal and summoned Taiyi to come over.

Not long after, a white cloud floated in the distance, with Taiyi and an old Taoist standing on it.

"Sir, this is Taoist Master Jingchun of Xinhuo Temple."

Taiyi imitated Luohou and called Qin Sang "Master" in front of others. He also introduced it to the Taoists around him, "This is my master, his name is Qingfeng."

"I've met Senior Qingfeng."

In the past few days, Taoist Jingchun had discussed Taoism with Taiyi and had great admiration for him. Qin Sang, who always addressed Taiyi as master, treated him with utmost respect.

After Taiyi's narration, Qin Sang learned that Xinhuo Temple was the largest sect in the near future, and that there was a lineage of Thunder Dao inheritance in the sect.

Taiyi basically found out the details of this lineage. Although the inheritance was related to the Daoting Lei Department, there was nothing good to say about it. He was worried that he might be mistaken, so he called Qin Sang to take a look.

Taoist Jingchun didn't know the benefits of getting Taiyi, and he knew everything about Qin Sang's problems. Unfortunately, the inheritance of Xinhuo Guan did not have much to praise.

Qin Sang was about to leave, but was stopped by Zhu Que, who started acting coquettishly.

"There's a good show, but I haven't finished watching it yet! It's only a few days away, just wait a little longer!"

After learning the ins and outs of the matter, before Qin Sang could say anything, Taoist Jingchun started to shout angrily.

"The monsters are causing trouble, and this happened! We have agreed with the Shinto that there will be no land priest nearby, and we will take care of it. This kind of thing happened, it was our negligence, and it made everyone laugh."

Taoist Jingchun was filled with righteous indignation, but as the master of the temple, if he had been consistent in his words and deeds, he would not have waited for the young man to fight for his life, and the monster would have been killed as soon as it harmed people.

Qin Sang did not comment, glanced at Xiao Wu, and said: "Since you are interested, it doesn't matter if you wait a few more days."

Several people were sitting on the ground.

Taoist Jingchun was uneasy, but he relaxed when he saw that Qin Sang had no intention of venting his anger on Xinhuo Guan.

With nothing to do, Qin Sang asked Taoist Jingchun if there were any ancient legends here.

Taoist Jingchun worked hard to tell various legends and stories, most of which are absurd, but some of them are also very interesting, but it is a pity that there is no way to verify them.

Day six.

A rainbow light appears in the distance, look at its direction, it's coming straight here.

"The rightful owner has arrived."

Zhuque chuckled evilly and glanced at Taoist Jingchun next to him, with an expression as if he was in for a good show again.

Everyone stood up, disappeared from the top of the mountain, and disappeared.

That rainbow light was just an escaping light. There was a flying shuttle wrapped in the escaping light, and two people, a man and a woman, were sitting inside.

Both of them have young faces, and their temperament and clothing are as luxurious as the sons of princes.

The man was comforting the woman: "Junior sister, don't worry, the breath is getting clearer and clearer, the Jade Dragon Marten must be nearby. This little guy can escape from his brother's house, he is very smart, he does not dare to provoke strong enemies, and he will eat a few mortals at most.

It will definitely be fine."

"You still said that!"

The woman's face was full of sorrow, "It's all your fault. I kept saying that your people would be able to take good care of it. I asked me to foster it in your house, but it disappeared when I came back. If anything happens to my Jade Dragon Marten, I will ask the master for help.

Let me ask you a question!"

"Okay, okay, let me ask you this. If the Jade Dragon Marten dies, I will give you a new one for my brother, and kill those maids to vent your anger, okay?"

The man smiled carefully.
To be continued...