Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 107 Foundation Building
It was an early autumn night, and the Li River was flooded and about to reach the bank.

A bright moon shines high in the sky, and the sand on the shore is as bright as snow. Stepping on the sand and looking to the south, you can see thousands of fields with frost covering the ground.

Zhang Gaoxia walked barefoot on the soft sand, smoothed her green skirt, sat by the river, and watched the cold river water slowly flow over her slender ankles.

In the deep grass behind me, the chirping of insects rises and falls like the tide, and three or five fireflies flicker unpredictably.

"Sister."

A shy voice called out from behind her, and she stood up and looked, seeing a girl in a lavender round skirt.

"Zhou Du is here, what's the matter?"

Zhang Gaoxia asked with a faint smile, the gentle breeze from the river making her hair flutter.

She has now reached the second level of Qi Refining. Today, after visiting Shu Lingtian, she took advantage of the night to come to the riverside to relax.

"I heard that Senior Sister was guarding here alone, so Master sent me to accompany her."

"Thank you for your help."

Jiang Zhoudu walked over slowly and sat down next to his senior sister properly, one step away from her. He didn't know what to say and fell silent.

Zhang Gaoxia said nothing, but sat quietly, hugging his knees and looking sideways at Jiangbei.

Across the Li River, from several hills and fields, one can faintly see the colorful lights rising from the Lotus Temple. Riding on the river breeze, one seems to hear a few words of scriptures, but they are quickly drowned out by the chirping of insects.

"Sister, how do the mortals across from us fall asleep every day?"

Jiang Zhoudu held it in for a long time, his legs stiff from sitting, and finally he came up with a topic to talk about.

Zhang Gaoxia was slightly stunned. He had never thought about this before. He felt that his junior sister had some unique ideas. He smiled slightly, revealing two shallow dimples.

"Looking at the Buddha's light and listening to the scriptures, perhaps these mortals can sleep more peacefully and comfortably."

She replied with a smile, looking at her junior sister beside her.

"I can't do that. I'm a light sleeper. I'll wake up at the slightest noise."

Seeing that his senior sister was finally talking to him, Jiang Zhoudu relaxed his sitting posture a little and moved closer.

"The Sect Master is in seclusion. I wonder when he will break through to the foundation-building stage?"

The river reflected the bright moon, and a breeze blew by, rippling the jade plate. Zhang Gaoxia had not returned to Luoqing for a long time, so he thought of asking this junior sister who came from Caiyun Peak.

Jiang Zhoudu was puzzled by this question. How could she know the news? She was like a goose, mumbling:
"The master is in seclusion?"

Zhang Gaoxia was amused by her. This junior sister was really oblivious to what was happening outside. She fell into his arms, buried her face in his arms, and held back her laughter.

"Sister?"

Jiang Zhoudu knew that he had just said something stupid, and his ears turned red instantly.

"Zhoudu, you are single-minded and a good student."

Zhang Gaoxia stood up, straightened his hair, and looked at his junior sister with a serious tone.

Jiang Zhoudu took it seriously, his expression became flustered, and he said in a low voice:

"There's no imperial examination nowadays, so what's the point of studying?"

As the two were talking, they saw a dark cloud floating over from Luo Qing's side and covering the peak.

There were roars and thunder sounds, electric snakes running, and silver branches shaking.

Zhang Gaoxia suddenly stood up with a serious expression, which made Jiang Zhoudu beside him a little at a loss.

"Let's go back to Luoqing."

Riding a cloud of mist, Zhang Gaoxia helped his junior sister forward, and the two flew very low, drifting towards Luo Qing.

As soon as he entered Luoqing, Zhang Gaoxia saw Senior Brother Qiyun and several of his fellow apprentices riding on clouds in the night sky. They must have seen something strange and rushed over.

"Gao Xia is here."

Wang Qiyun and Liu Xiaowen were the first to speak. The three of them entered the mountain first, had the deepest friendship, and had endured the decline of the mountain gate together.

Zhang Gaoxia responded with a smile, and led Jiang Zhoudu down to the clouds. He looked towards the Tianqing Peak not far away, which was surrounded by lightning.

"Master, is it going to be done?"

Her voice was very soft, but it was filled with deep anticipation, causing everyone present to tremble in their hearts.

Liu Xiaowen looked towards Tianqing Peak, tightly gripped the sword at his waist, his knuckles turning white from pinching, and tried hard to suppress the excitement in his heart.

"Master Si'an and Master Xiwei said that this vision is the scene of the achievement of the immortal foundation, and it is extremely perfect. It is the best in the history of our sect!"

As he spoke, the Fire Tiger Fangs at his waist trembled incessantly, as if possessed by a spirit, revealing his thoughts.

"Just today, the master's uncle made a breakthrough at a speed that is second to none in Chi Yunnan."

Wang Qiyun looked emotional. He was the oldest and had seen the sect flourish and experienced the demon disaster. He understood the importance of building a foundation best.

No one present said anything for a while, just quietly looking at the thunderclouds on the peak.

Zhang Gaoxia held his junior sister's hand and asked her to move closer. There were so many people around, and Zhou Du felt a little shy, so he huddled even closer behind him.

Liu Xingfang and Xu Fayan both stood behind Liu Xiaowen, with different expressions. They both entered the mountain late and didn't know what to say at the moment, but they were both happy that their master was about to break through.

"Xingfang, is your hand feeling better?"

It was a rare occasion for the disciples of this generation to gather together. Zhang Gaoxia looked at Liu Xingfang's left hand. The little finger was originally empty, and there was a shallow scar at the base of the second finger next to it.

"Thank you for your concern, Senior Sister. I took the medicine and I'm fine now."

"Why don't you find some medicine that can grow flesh and bones? It's always inconvenient to be missing a finger."

Zhang Gaoxia stepped forward slightly and looked at the wound of his junior fellow apprentice, while Jiang Zhoudu followed closely behind him.

The people standing by also saw that it still took quite some time for the Sect Leader to break through, so they immediately became concerned about the injury of their junior brother.

"Master said that it would be best if we could naturally give birth after breaking through the sixth level and obtaining the essence of life. Using spiritual objects to give birth is bound to cause hindrances."

Liu Xingfang smiled and raised his left hand, with the other four fingers stretched out. Now he had less of the noble air of aristocratic family and more of a majestic aura.

"That Chi Ling is powerful. I can only barely get out. I am far inferior to Senior Brother Xiao Wen."

Liu Xiao, who was standing by, felt a little puzzled when he heard this. He thought that the only way he could do it so easily was with the spiritual fire that accompanied the seal characters. He just smiled and said nothing more.

Several people were chatting and laughing, and even Xu Fayan rarely spoke at this moment. He joined in the conversation for a few sentences, but Jiang Zhoudu still didn't say anything and seemed timid.

"Why didn't Senior Brother Qiyun bring Chengyan?"

Zhang Gaoxia looked at Senior Brother Qiyun, and thought of Cheng Yan, who had bright eyes and a handsome appearance.

"He was practicing martial arts during the day and damaged one of my artifacts. He's still being punished by his mother."

Wang Qiyun pretended to be angry, but everyone present knew that he loved his son very much, so they were reluctant to punish him and burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at? Xiao Wen, how old are you? Why haven't you gotten married yet?"

Wang Qiyun acted like an elder at this time and looked at his junior brother first. Liu Xiaowen suddenly felt pressured and hurriedly pretended to look at Tianqing Peak.

"I heard that Junior Brother Xiao Wen has a lot of connections with that Mr. Fan, but..."

Zhang Gaoxia's tone was calm, but Liu Xiaowen beside him hurriedly replied:
"Senior Sister, you've been running around on both sides of the Changming market. Where did you hear those rumors? They're all nonsense."

He remained silent for a moment, and everyone present understood, so no one mentioned it again. Atop Tianqing Peak, the thunderclouds gradually died down, descending to the ground and transforming into a shallow lake of lightning.
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Inside the cave, Xu Xuan made a breakthrough.

The demon fetus pushed his cultivation to perfection, and the root of his nature attached to the immortal talisman, merging with the life essence that transformed into the divine thunder dragon.

The inner scene was formed, and strange phenomena gradually emerged in the Qi Sea. The Lei Ze filled the Qi Sea and resonated with the whole body. The Xuan Qi Lei Wood was completely refined, supporting the sky, and the silver branches grew wildly.

With the foundation of immortality achieved, Xu Xuan's momentum gradually increased, far surpassing before. The thunder lake on Tianqing Peak fell into his sea of ​​qi.

[Lei Ze], manifests Lei Ze, with thunder and heavenly sound generated, controls Geng and Xin, transforms Ren and combines spirits, drives away evil and shocks evil, arises from adverse conditions, its power is even stronger, if there is no fault in the heart, all thunders will follow.

This is a fifth-grade immortal base, which is quite magical and has many symbolic manifestations within it.

The Thunder Lake is vast and connected to the meridians throughout the body. The magical power is accumulated in it inexhaustible. Even if one cultivates to a high level, one can transform the body into the Thunder Lake and no longer have any vital points.

The god sits in charge of Lei Ze, wearing bronze black armor and carrying the sword embryo that has transformed into Qi on his back. The [Hole-Transforming Sword Box] also falls beside him, combining with the sword Qi. This is the sacredness of Lei Ze, which controls all the key points and can generate thunder and lightning.

Now Xu Xuan does not need to use any magic to make thunder. With his thoughts, eyes and words, his magic power is activated and thunder and heavenly sound are generated. He can borrow the power of heaven and is far better than before.

The Thunder Dragon leaps endlessly, sometimes carrying thunder to the sky, sometimes rushing down. It can dissolve magical power into two natures. The negative one is hidden and not released, like a sacrificial altar, while the positive one is extremely strong and powerful, like a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting.

This immortal base can produce and overcome the two metals Geng and Xin, and the spiritual thunder of Ren water. It is very extraordinary. The most important thing is that if it is in a dangerous situation against the trend, its power will be enhanced.

If one has a clear conscience and is guilt-free, then one can still make progress when practicing thunder magic, which is truly miraculous.

At the beginning, Xu Xuan sought to obtain the root of his nature and won the favor of a certain great man. Now that he has made a breakthrough, the inner scene of his immortal foundation has become perfect.

If he were to cultivate the immortal foundation normally, these three images would still be illusory, and their effects would not be as strong as Xu Xuan's. They would need to be constantly perfected, but now Xu Xuan has saved himself the hard work.

"Thunder" originally came from the conflict between Yin and Yang. After Xu Xuan came back from Kongjian, he carefully studied the "Ze Lei Lu Long Jing" and gained a lot, which included an explanation of the Five Thunders.

Yang thunder and Yin lightning, in Zhen, they are both equal. She and Shen are Yang thunder, while Ling and Xiao are Yin lightning.

Zhen is the elder, and the heaven and earth are in harmony. It comes from the contact between Yin and Yang, and the sky follows it, and then brings clouds and rain, and the Yin and Yang are stimulated and released.

"Zhen Lei" and "Xiao Lei" both have ancient origins and are in line with the Taoist traditions of heaven and earth. The remaining three thunders have their own biases: the community master punishes, the gods control power and virtue, and the "Spiritual Thunder" has no records, it is only said that it is exclusive to the Dragon King.

"In ancient times, when Wen You was around, if one used this immortal foundation to achieve supernatural powers, this divine being and thunder dragon could transform into Yin and Yang gods and leave their bodies."

"But now it's not possible. My physical power can only achieve the Dharmakaya. Although my fighting skills are powerful, they are not as magical as before."

Tiantuo's voice sounded. Since he entered the Sky Sword last time, he could walk out of the sea of flowers and wander around Xu Xuan's Qi Sea at will.

"Wen You is so mysterious, how could it possibly involve the changes in the world's magical powers?"

"What's so strange about this? The several sects of the ancient underworld are all related to the life and property of cultivators all over the world. The secret technique of [Six Paths of Rebirth] also came from the underworld, and it can help you slay the demon body."

Tian Tuo seemed to sigh a little, and said softly:

"In ancient times, there were still rules. In the underworld, the Thunder Palace, the Xia Dynasty, and other places, the True Lords were not allowed to act recklessly. The immortals in the "Blood Qi" position were ordered to suppress the killers, and all cultivators lived in fear."

"Today we are free and at ease, but many monks are reminiscing about the good old days."

Xu Xuan's breathing had stabilized at this moment. Feeling the mysterious power of the immortal foundation in his body, he smiled and said:
"We, the lesser cultivators, naturally think that the ancient times were the age of morality. If you were a Jindan cultivator, you would definitely think that the present is the age of prosperity."

"Different positions lead to different perspectives. The gap between mortals, minor cultivators, and those with supernatural powers far exceeds that of nationality or race."

Tiantuo said nothing, Xu Xuan activated the formation and officially came out.

Two people were already waiting outside the cave. They were Wen Sian and Wang Xiwei.

It was almost dawn at this time, and there was a faint light in the east. Purple and black light surged under Xu Xuan's feet, and the positive thunder and negative lightning separated, showing a magical effect.

Wang Xiwei was very excited when he saw this. He took a few steps forward and shouted:
"Junior brother!"

He didn't say much, but the emotion of calling him "junior brother" was mixed, a mixture of pride and sadness.

Xu Xuan took a step forward, his expression also excited, and he suppressed the strange phenomenon on his body, and said in a low voice:
"Brother, it's done."

"Okay, okay, it's good as long as it's done, it's good as long as it's done."

Wang Xiwei's voice was old. His junior fellow apprentice was building his foundation, so he relaxed a little and looked tired.

Xu Xuan held his senior brother's hand tightly. It was a pair of rough, thick hands. It was these hands that supported the mountain gate with hammer after hammer, in exchange for food and spiritual objects.

Only now did he truly realize that his senior brother was old, and Wang Xiwei had already lived half of his 200-year lifespan of Qi training.

Both of them looked a little sighing. They didn't know how many years they had waited since their master's death and the fall of the market.

Wang Xiwei patted Xu Xuan's shoulder and said with a smile:
"We have also established our foundation, and from now on, Senior Brother, we will rely on you for support."

Then Wang Xiwei took a few steps closer, gathered the sound into a line, and whispered:
"Junior Sister Si'an, I have something to tell you."

After saying this, Wang Xi left with a smile, looking extremely pleased, his laughter echoing throughout Luo Qing.

"Senior brother, congratulations."

Wen Sian was wearing a light white silk dress with a slim waist and a slender figure. She stood in the morning light, her voice trembling a little.

The eyes like autumn lakes brightened at this moment, looked straight at Xu Xuan, and smiled.

Wen Sian walked slowly forward and went straight to Xu Xuan. He raised his head and looked at her, revealing her white neck. A cold fragrance came from her. Xu Xuan didn't dare to look directly into her eyes and slightly looked away.

Dewdrops fell from the surrounding pines and cypresses, and a misty white fog gradually rose. The two were speechless at this moment, just looking at each other.

Now Xu Xuan had experience, so he activated the ancient stele, and the clear air enveloped it, immediately sealing Tiantuo. Only a wailing was heard from the sea of qi.

"Xu Xuan."

Wen Sian suddenly spoke at this moment, his voice clear, which made Xu Xuan slightly stunned.

The mist surged, and a soft body fell into his arms. A cold fragrance filled his nose, and Xu Xuan felt a little dizzy.

His hands and feet were stiff and he didn't know what to do. Wen Sian had buried his head in his chest. He heard a faint sob and his robe was slightly wet on his chest.

This was the first time he saw Wen Sian cry since his master's death. The cry was extremely mournful and suppressed, as if it came from many years ago.

Xu Xuan gently put his arms around the other person's waist and patted his back soothingly. He had no other thoughts at the moment, but only thought of his master's figure.

"Father once said that the proudest thing in his life was accepting my senior brother as his apprentice."

Wen Sian raised his head, his eyes slightly red, and said tremblingly:

"He was right. Senior Brother lived up to expectations."

Xu Xuan didn't know how to answer, but Wen Sian seemed to come back to his senses, let go of his hand, and looked a little shy.

"I was emotional and a little offended."

Xu Xuan was still holding Wen Sian's slender hand, which was soft and gentle, and their fingers were intertwined, never separating.

Wen Sian wanted to pull back, but Xu Xuan tightened his grip a little. The two of them watched the sunrise in the east, gradually dispersing the fog in the mountains.

As the sky gradually brightened, Wen Si'an held on tighter than Xu Xuan. She felt at ease and a sense of joy filled her heart.

"Senior brother."

"What's the matter?"

"nothing."

Wen Sian looked over, eyes full of smiles.

(End of this chapter)