Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 100 Perpendicular Line
In the center of the sword pool, the sky and the earth are cramped, white mist and dim light are constantly turning, making people dizzy. At the core, black and white meet, and there is chaos.

There is a piece of blue brick under my feet, and the center of the sword pool has not been opened yet, and there has been no change.

A man in a silver-gray Taoist robe strode forward, passing through a swaying curtain. The intricate star patterns on his sleeves flickered.

He held the black magic sword flat in his hand, with blood flowing on it, and a fierce intention arose, constantly attacking his mind.

Wei Yan looked around and found no one there, even Senior Brother Qi Wen was gone, which surprised him a little.

The sword trembled, and blood continued to gush out of it, shocking his mind. He stood still, guarding the heart of the sword, allowing the violent and fierce aura to wash over him.

If you want to come here, you first have to deal with those difficult sword spirits, and then you have to hold the sword to sense and find the correct direction in the interference. The threshold is extremely high.

Wei Yan was originally a slave in a mine. He was noticed by his master and brought back to the mountain gate to practice. He has a very high talent in swordsmanship and is much better than Qi Wen.

Wei Yan waved the magic sword lightly, summoned his magic power, and a deep evil spirit emerged, gradually stopping the strange movement of the sword. The evil spirit merged with the blood light, turning into lines of filthy blood evil, wriggling on the ground.

It is clear that what this person is practicing is not "Zhou Chen" but "Sha Qi".

After waiting for a long time, a man finally walked out from behind. He was a handsome man in green clothes. He came out riding on thunder, wielding a silver-white magic sword.

The other party had obviously also been struck by the sword spirit and was in a state of disarray. The two looked at each other, and Wei Yan spoke first:
"Are you a fellow Taoist from Dachi Temple? My name is Wei Yan."

Liu Xingfang had just fought his way out from a group of sword spirits, sensing with his sword, and finally got out, but he didn't expect that someone was faster than him.

"My name is Liu Xingfang. Your speed is truly remarkable."

Liu Xingfang praised from the bottom of his heart. He had just walked out and naturally knew the difficulties involved. The sword spirit was interfering, and he had to protect himself and sense it at the same time. It required extremely high cultivation and swordsmanship.

Wei Yan was not polite, and replied sincerely, "It took years of hard training to get to where I am today."

Now that they still had to wait, the two of them started chatting. Wei Yan was a straightforward person and was easy to talk to.

The two of them got along very well and talked about their insights into kendo, feeling that they had met too late.

"Brother Wei, what you cultivate is not "Zhou Chen", but "Sha Qi"? "

Liu Xingfang saw the dark evil spirit on the opponent's sword flowing unsteadily. He had been at the horse-suppression road for a long time and had come into contact with the [Small Evil Wind Formation] every day, so he was naturally familiar with it.

"Exactly. I cultivate the 'Sha Qi' technique, a third-grade technique that Master personally found for me."

Wei Yan looked normal. Seeing Liu Xingfang's doubts, he explained:
"When I was young, I was kidnapped and taken to mine. I spent years underground and was invaded by the Earthly Evil Spirit. My master specially found this technique for me."

"If I didn't have a master, I would have turned into a pile of bones in the cave by now."

Seeing that the other party was neither humble nor arrogant, Liu Xingfang treated the matter as a normal matter and said with a smile:
"My friend, you will turn misfortune into fortune, and you will have a smooth road ahead."

The two were talking and laughing when there was movement from behind the curtain. A man and a woman walked out one after another. They were Yuan Lu and Liang Yuanming.

"Brother Wei, Fellow Daoist Liu, you two arrived early. You are truly amazing."

When Yuan Lu saw the two of them, he walked forward with a smile, his thick brows relaxed, and greeted them openly.

Liang Yuanming behind him seemed a little timid. He did not step forward, but just lowered his head.

The two men's auras were steady, and it was obvious that they had not been in any fight. This made Liu Xingfang suspicious and worried about his senior brother.

"Senior Brother Xiao Wen hasn't come yet. I wonder what happened?"

Among those who entered, Liu Xiaowen and Qi Wen had the highest cultivation level, both of whom were at the fourth level of Qi Refining. For some reason, they haven't come out yet.

Wei Yan also had a worried look on his face. He looked at the curtain with a frown on his face. The magic sword in his hand trembled, and blood light gradually emerged, mixing with the evil spirit.

Yuan Lu, who was standing by, looked at the magic sword in Wei Yan's hand for a moment and said with a smile:
"Brother Wei's [Drinking Blood] is truly ferocious. Only a brother with a firm heart can use it."

Wei Yan turned the magic sword in his hand, and once again suppressed it with evil spirit, and said in a low voice:

"What kind of Dao heart is this? It's just the ability to endure."

Yuan Lu took a step forward, took off the broadsword on his back, and thrust it straight into the blue brick on the ground.

This sword is as tall as a person and extremely wide, just like a giant shield. It is engraved with countless poisonous insects and ferocious beasts. It is crystal white all over, as if it is made of the bones of some ferocious beast.

Yuan Lu stretched out his body, like an ancient ape in the mountains, turned to look at Liu Xingfang, and said with a smile:
"Is Fellow Daoist Xingfang from the Liu family?"

The other party suddenly asked a question, which made Liu Xingfang confused, but he still replied:
"Exactly. What's the matter, Fellow Daoist Yuanlu?"

"Nothing, nothing. The Liu family doesn't practice 'wood taboo', but instead practices thunder. How can they be so..."

Yuan Lu raised his head slightly, rubbed his chin, leaned closer and said with a smile:
"Strange."

"What's the big deal? I'm from a branch lineage, and I can't really cultivate the true teachings. There's a reason why wood generates thunder."

"It is the extreme, it is the extreme. Wood generates thunder. The Taoist friends are kind and knowledgeable."

Yuan Lu's exaggerated words made Liu Xingfang unhappy and she didn't want to chat with him anymore.

Seeing this, Liang Yuanming from the back stepped forward slowly and said:

"Senior Brother Qi Wen hasn't come yet. It's really strange. Could something have happened?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw two people supporting each other walking out from behind the curtain. They were breathing weakly and had many injuries on their bodies.

It was Liu Xiaowen and Qi Wen, whose steps were a little unsteady at the moment. Wei Yan and Liu Xingfang hurried forward and shouted at the same time:

"Senior Brother!" Each of them helped his brother up and fed him some medicine, and then both of them felt much better.

Qi Wen reluctantly stood up, looked around, and was relieved to see that everyone was there. He said softly:
"I was traveling with Daoist Xiao Wen. The sword spirit transformed into our two figures, imitating our sword moves and techniques. It was quite formidable."

Liu Xiaowen also recovered at this time. The sword spirit from before suddenly condensed and transformed into two people. Their skills, secret techniques and sword moves were exactly the same, and their realm was also the fourth level. It was really difficult to deal with.

Finally, he summoned the Great Sun Fire, a spiritual fire that the sword spirit did not have. He burned most of the sword spirit's body, and then he and Qi Wen escaped.

"Something has happened in the Sword Pond. I think we should just stop here. I'm afraid there will be something dangerous next."

Qi Wen sighed deeply. Things were getting out of control, and he couldn't contact the outside world while in the sword pool.

The most important thing is that the two true disciples of Dachiguan are still there. If any one of them is killed, how can I explain to the master?
"No!"

Yuan Lu suddenly stepped forward and stopped them loudly.

"Brother Yuanlu, life is the most important thing. What are you doing..."

Before Qi Wen could finish his words, Yuan Lu interrupted him. The smile on his face faded, revealing a ferocious look like that of an animal. He said coldly:

"The sword energy within the Great Wilderness Sword Pool is about to dissipate. This sword pool can only be opened this once, after which it will dry up and become unusable."

"To stop now is to destroy your future."

Wei Yan on the side stepped forward to persuade:
"Brother Yuan, don't be so extreme. This sword pool can only enable people to break through the sword essence. We can also achieve this realm through self-cultivation. Why be so extreme?"

Yuan Lu glanced at Wei Yan, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"Since you are cultivating the sword, you must be determined to move forward. Brother, if you are so timid, I am afraid that it will tarnish the reputation of the Dengchen lineage."

Wei Yan's expression remained unmoved, his tone calm as he looked at Qi Wen and said,

"Brother Yuan, what you said makes sense, but this matter still depends on you, Brother."

Qi Wen is now temporarily taking over the position of the head of the sect. As long as he makes up his mind to stop the sword test, everyone will have no choice but to obey.

At this moment, the handsome young man seemed a little hesitant, as if he was moved by Yuan Lu's words. After a moment's silence, he said aloud:
"Brother Yuanlu is right. Sword cultivators like me must forge ahead. The path is right in front of us, so why not follow it?"

These words were spoken passionately, completely different from his worried look just now, which made Wei Yan slightly stunned. Senior brother has always been steady, so how could he say such a thing?

After Qi Wen spoke, no one had any objection. Liu Xiao heard that there was no movement from his master, so he didn't say anything more.

Liu Xingfang looked at Yuan Lu and felt that this man's behavior was strange, but he didn't want to point it out.

"Although there are some unusual movements in the Sword Pond this time, the strength of the sword energy is far greater than in previous generations. I'm afraid that everyone will be able to obtain it for purification in the end, so there's no need to fight for anything."

Liang Yuanming spoke softly, easing the tense atmosphere.

"Indeed, this is a rare year of abundance, and the Sword Pond is even more magical."

Qi Wen also spoke, appearing impatient, with the magic sword in his hand ringing softly.

"Senior brother."

Wei Yan was quite worried, but Qi Wen just smiled at him and told his junior brother not to worry.

The center of the sword pool finally opened, and the black and white energies converged, turning into a ball of hazy gray light, revealing a path.

"Once you enter, we will separate. The phantoms of those who have come here to practice purification through the ages will appear before your eyes. They are the [Pool Spirits]."

"Even if you win with the sword, you will still have to cleanse yourself in the end. If you lose, you will be expelled."

Qi Wen clearly told everyone the rules, then took a step forward, stepped into the gray light, and disappeared.

"Brother!"

Wei Yan showed a worried look on his face as he followed him inside. The sword in his hand was filled with murderous aura and blood.

Yuan Lu and Liang Yuanming followed one after the other, greeted Liu Xingfang and the other two, and then entered.

"How about going in?"

Liu Xingfang spoke first and asked Liu Xiaowen. After all, this senior brother had witnessed the changes in the pool with his own eyes, so it was natural for him to make the decision.

"I think this sword pool is not that simple. Let's observe it for a while and don't act rashly."

Liu Xiaowen was very calm, his eyes sharp as he stared at the road where the gray light was surging.

The two wanted to wait outside for a while, but the curtain behind them suddenly trembled and broke directly. Dense sword spirits poured out from behind, and there were even a few human-shaped ones, similar to the people who entered.

When Liu Xiao heard the two's faces change, they looked at each other and knew they had to go in now. So they ran towards the passage and entered the center of the sword pool.

The surging sword spirit at the back suddenly stopped, stagnated, and dissipated.

Outside the pool, Xu Xuan looked at the sword pool spewing gray light. The sword box in the hole in his sea of qi vibrated as he sensed the golden snake sword intent.

The golden line that fell from the sky suddenly moved and extended outward. Xu Xuan's vision moved along with the extended golden line, and he was gradually able to see some of the scene in the pool, not just limited to the golden snake.

He saw clearly that the golden thread moved with the wind and fell on a person's shoulder.

The current acting leader of Kongjian Sect is Qi Wen.

(End of this chapter)