Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 116 Sword Weapon
In the pavilion, the sword light was condensed and endless, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top of the head and the Yangtze River flowing eastward.

Gongsun Xi's momentum reached its peak, he drew his sword and danced with it, the whole pavilion trembled, and it became dark, with only the sword light remaining.

The magic sword in her hand, made of water, was as graceful as a swimming dragon or nine stars flying across the sky, encompassing the entire universe and leaving no place to hide.

When the sword moves, it is like thunder and lightning; when it is retracted, it is like the waves of the river and the sea. The movement and stillness change, and the clarity and turbidity change accordingly.

Xu Xuan had only seen Xiao Xueya perform this kind of sword moves at will in Guanlu Hall. Now, when compared with Gongsun Xi, the Liao man's swordsmanship seemed to be full of mistakes and flaws, making it difficult to compare.

The audience was all shocked, their expressions changing from dejected to high-spirited, as the graceful dance moves changed.

If they had not fought, Xu Xuan would have applauded and sighed when he saw this sword dance, but the sword intent was too captivating, and it was difficult for him to have any other thoughts at the moment.

Above the sword tip, a sword intent swirled and gradually rose. Xu Xuan sat in Lei Ze, with heavy lightning pressing down to protect himself. The sky drum vibrated and the roar was exciting.

Xu Xuan's mind was deep, but he could see something was wrong. Gongsun Xi led people with his mind, rather than people controlling the mind. Although the sword dance was wonderful, it was just a means to convey the sword intent.

Gongsun Xi pointed his magic sword upwards, and lightning surged in Xu Xuan's hand. Lei Ze was quickly retracted and transformed into layers of thunder curtains to protect himself.

The sword intent finally manifested. Xu Xuan's heart was pounding, and Gongsun Xi was also struggling, barely able to summon it. Xu Xuan felt the sword intent, but realized something was wrong in an instant.

"This sword intent is not hers."

The sword's power is as far away as the sun, but also like a leaping tiger, chasing the sun, its light seeming to be indistinct.

During his reign, laws were difficult to enforce, millions of soldiers lay dead, and the king ascended the throne to restore his country. He was active within but calm without, as gentle as a woman in repose and as fierce as a tiger in action. His spirit was hidden within, his composure was evident without.

It contains all the sword principles of movement and stillness, reality and illusion, speed and slowness, and going against the trend. The two can transform into male and female and appear carelessly from thousands of miles away to take people's lives.

"Flying sword, this sword intent must have come from a flying sword."

Gongsun Xi danced with the sword in order to draw out the sword intent. Just by looking at the sword intent, Xu Xuan felt that many sword principles and mysteries were hidden in it, and the [Hole-Transforming Sword Box] began to vibrate wildly.

Neither the master's sword intent, nor that of the Golden Snake Sword, nor even the True Lord's sword intent, caused such a violent reaction in the sword box.

Xu Xuan's energy and spirit were brought to the peak. Although the sword intent was mysterious, it was like water without a source. Without Gongsun Xi's sword, it continued to weaken until only a wisp remained.

But just this wisp of sword intent made Xu Xuan feel that there was no way to avoid it. Lei Ze was easily cut in half by the wisp of sword intent that was constantly weakening, and Xu Xuan's sword energy dissipated before it even touched him.

Lei Ze collapsed, and the [Shan Ze Teng Long Technique] could not be used, broken by the sword intent. Xu Xuan's soul trembled. When the sword intent advanced a little, he felt that his immortal foundation was about to collapse and his soul was about to collapse.

Just as Xu Xuan gritted his teeth and was about to use his sword energy to fight, someone suddenly moved.

An old man with white hair and beard appeared, wearing a simple white robe and carrying a bronze dagger on his back, and descended from the treasure pavilion on the upper floor.

He opened his mouth and spit out two lead balls, which flew out and spun around. The sword intent was like a bird returning to its nest, and in an instant it fell into the sword balls.

It was Lord Yuan who appeared at this moment. He took just one step forward and separated Xu Xuan and Gongsun Xi. The two foundation-building cultivators were lifted up by a white mist and divided into two parts.

The other party's aura is so strong that it is far above the foundation building stage, but it is definitely not the Purple Palace stage. It seems to be somewhere in between the two, giving people a feeling of being a Buddhist Vajra cultivator, but this person does not have any Buddha aura at all, which is really strange.

"Please stop and don't damage the harmony."

Yuan Gong looked at the two of them with a smile. Gongsun Xi was as imposing as ever and laughed out loud:

"Youdu Longzi's swordsmanship is superb, and his thunder magic is also astonishing. I was able to suppress him by using the sword power."

Xu Xuan stared at the other party. Although the sword intent was not from Gongsun Xi, he clearly sensed during the fight that this woman had held back a lot and had at least cultivated to the level of sword energy.

"What's the purpose behind suddenly unleashing the Dao Sword Intent?"

Even without borrowing that sword intent, Gongsun Xi would probably not be inferior to Xu Xuan at all. In terms of weapon skills, magic, cultivation, and immortal foundation, this woman is first-class and even surpasses Xu Xuan.

Thinking of this, Xu Xuan looked at Yuan Gong. Is the sword intent that Gongsun Xi used related to this old man?
The surrounding monsters were all frightened by the sword intent, and no one made a noise at this moment.

"Brother Shiyi, please lend me some spiritual objects for now. I will apologize to this dragon son."

Gongsun Xi smiled and spoke casually to Song Shiyi. The descendant of the imperial family actually agreed to it, as if Gongsun Xi's status was even higher than his.

The fire rose, Song Shiyi pondered for a while, slowly took out a jade slip, smiled and walked forward, saying:
"I'm sorry for causing trouble to Longzi this time. I apologize here. This jade slip is just compensation."

The other party was now intending to resolve the previous dispute and lower his posture slightly. Xu Xuan naturally went down the stairs and had no intention of provoking this person.

"I hope this Song Dynasty disciple will be more generous."

Xu Xuan took the jade slip. Apart from the shocking sword intent at the end, there was nothing unpleasant about the battle with Gongsun Xi. It could be considered a pleasant experience.

Song Shiyi said goodbye to Xu Xuan and followed Mr. Yuan upstairs. Gongsun Xi smiled and nodded at Xu Xuan, then left.

A picture suddenly appeared in Xu Xuan's mind. It was a huge abyss where lightning gushed out. It was hidden deep in many palaces. There were countless thunders running inside, some of which were at the Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment and even Purple Mansion levels.

Purple and gold lightning rushed out of the abyss, and each thunder had its own magic. Xu Xuan even saw three white lightnings in the depths of the abyss, flowing unsteadily and with a terrifying power.

"[Zhong Lei Yuan], remember the location. This place is dangerous, so you'll have to take care of it yourself."

A lazy female voice sounded in Xu Xuan's mind and then disappeared, but the scene and location of the thunder abyss remained in his mind.

"Why does the demon king of White Fox Hill know about the situation in the cave?"

Xu Xuan calmed down and walked out of Tingxin Pavilion under the awe-inspiring gazes of the monsters.

Riding the wind straight up, Xu Xuan was about to leave when he saw a familiar figure not far away. It was a green-maned lion, accompanied by a noble creature, and some little demons of low bloodline, who were surrounding it.

He narrowed his eyes, the light of Xuanyin Niscale surged, and he rode on the lightning and ran straight towards the green-maned lion.
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Inside the Tingxin Pavilion, there is an inner room.

Gongsun Xi sat down casually, still with a faint smile on his face, and placed the sword case on the stone table in front of him.

The sword case is entirely cast from bronze, seamless as if it were one piece. It is engraved with a picture of a woman descending the mountain with a sword in hand and a white ape blocking her way to ask for advice. It seems to weigh a thousand pounds, and when placed on the bluestone table, it cracks the table and even shakes the entire Tingxin Pavilion.

Yuan Gong, who was sitting opposite, made a quick move. A hazy white mist enveloped the sword case. A blaze of azure flame ignited beside him, transforming into a woman's eyes. A vast ocean of spiritual consciousness rushed out, and Tingxin Pavilion quickly recovered. Song Shiyi stood aside at this moment, saying nothing. He watched the eyes emerge and said in a deep voice:
"I have met the [Stealing Text] Demon King."

The other party did not respond, the Jiqing spiritual flame burned faintly, and the woman's eyes moved slightly and looked over.

After a long time, a lazy female voice was heard.

"So it's a [Red Bird], I thought it was the real [Suzaku], I was so curious."

These words seemed to touch Song Shiyi's sore spot, and his face instantly turned gloomy, but the other party was Zifu after all, so he had no choice but to tolerate it at this moment.

"Taizu has not returned, the Liao Dynasty is in decline, and these monsters are really reckless!"

Song Shiyi had a secret treasure to protect him, so he was not afraid that the Demon King of Stealing Literature would hear what he was thinking.

Baihuqiu had a deep background, and this Demon King of Stealing Literature was even more erudite. Many of the Immortal Dao's Purple Mansions had requests for her. The other party was clearly angry with Song Delihuo, but at this time Song Shiyi could only endure it, after all, he had something to ask of him.

Gongsun Xi, who was standing aside, looked at Song Shiyi with an apologetic look on his face and whispered a few words.

Song Shiyi's face became even gloomier, but he didn't dare to lose his temper. He came here on the orders of the clan elders, and he just wanted to do things properly. He had no choice but to leave the inner room and leave a few people here.

Now only Gongsun Xi, Yuan Gong and Qianwen were left in the inner room, and the atmosphere had eased slightly.

The green flames ignited and transformed into numerous characters. The woman turned her eyes and looked at Gongsun Xi, chuckling softly:
"Should I call you Senior or Fellow Daoist?"

"Just call me Gongsun Xi. There's no need for all this formality."

Gongsun Xi seemed to be amused by the stolen article, her face was as bright as spring breeze, and she stroked the table lightly with her bare hands.

Lord Yuan listened from the side, holding up the bronze sword case, and shook his head.
"In the past, during the Feng Dynasty, Gongsun's sword dance was famous throughout the world. How many people recognize it now?"

Gongsun Xi heard this and looked over. He seemed to be a little emotional. The clear and turbid in his body were separated. He only said softly:

"We borrowed the immortal techniques of the Lord and copied them from ancient history. We are not reincarnated bodies, so how can we be involved in any past events?"

The woman's eyes turned, and words transformed from blue flames flowed into them, and the lazy voice sounded again.

"No, I think it's no different from reincarnation. With adults helping you wait for the truth, how can it be false?"

As it spoke, the Green Flame Eye looked at the sword case in Yuan Gong's hand and the bronze sword on the back of the white-haired old man. Countless words appeared, but no record could be found.

"There's no need to look for it. The master of this sword has long since departed to outer space, hidden behind the fruition, and no longer exists in words."

Lord Yuan gently stroked the sword case and looked at the white ape on it with a dazed look. Gongsun Xi beside him looked a little curious and whispered:
"Can you reveal it? With this Qi and intention combined, it is perfection."

Yuan Gong shook his head, his expression changed slightly, and said:

"How dare I open this place? The one my lord gave you is a replica. You don't know how powerful it is. If this sword box is really opened, the sword will be revealed, and this place will be hopeless."

"He alone leads an entire sword vein and controls the source and flow of all the sword-flying techniques in the world. This is something we dare not speculate on."

Inside the inner room, the atmosphere was slightly tense, and a voice of Qiwen was heard. He looked at Gongsun Xi and talked about another matter.

"Can you find out which sword lineage this Youdu Longzi inherited from?"

Gongsun Xi lowered his head slightly, as if he was calculating, but after a while, he just raised his head and said:
"I can't tell. I'm afraid he really cultivated on his own. But this person has definitely cultivated sword energy and is at the same level as me. I can sense it."

"Although the method of transforming sword energy into qi is rare, it can still be easily found if the Purple Mansion plans it. I use the [Sword Weaponry], I wonder what magic method this dragon son uses?"

Green flames rose, words appeared, and the voice of the thief sounded again, saying:

"The Damingze Dragon Court has a long history and a wealth of Taoist scriptures. That Youdu Dragon Son is also very beloved by the Lord, so it's only natural to seek a method for him to transform into Qi."

"I previously thought he was banished from the Cave Heaven due to his low status and lack of respect. I never expected that Guangze Dragon King valued him so highly. Now that I think about it, he probably sent this child out just for the sake of [Surging Tribulation Heaven], as an early move."

Yuan Gong looked at Qianwen, and asked with some interest:
"Why did Senior Kuilong ask you to convey a message to this dragon son?"

When the green flame transformed by the stolen text died, the demon king's voice became more serious and he said:

"I dare not say, it is the order of the True Lord."

There was another period of silence among them, and they all spoke more carefully. Finally, it was Yuan Gong who spoke up and asked:
"Senior Kuilong, please ask for gold now. Do you think you can succeed?"

"Of course there's no need to worry. Senior is seeking the position of Heavenly Drum. His ancestors once served under the sage, served as Music Master, and inherited the power of correcting music. With the guidance of that True Lord, his ascension to the throne is inevitable."

Qianwen seemed to have great respect for the senior Kuilong he was talking about, and he was quite confident. However, Gongsun Xi beside him sighed:

"Seeking gold to ascend to the throne, how happy it is! For those of us who were born in blessed lands, achieving the Purple Mansion is already a rare achievement."

"Buddhists have attained the Samadhi of Emptiness, and are immune to disasters. Immortals draw on the Kan and fill the Li, harmonizing dragons and tigers. However, we paper figures follow the path of Vajra Zen and illusions, and our upper limit is already fixed."

Yuan Gong just looked at Gongsun Xi, as if to offer some comfort, and said:
"The 'Kanshui' you cultivated, through Li Song, also has the opportunity to make your vacation a reality. Seize the opportunity, and it will be the time to complete your life."

"Song came here this time, what is your request?"

Gongsun Xi raised his eyebrows, and when he saw that the matter was being addressed, he said in a deep voice:
"I'd like to invite you to come out of the mountains and head to the frontier. I'll be driving you there. When you do, you'll need to open this sword box and behead someone."

Yuan Gong's expression remained unchanged, as if he had anticipated this. However, Qianwen, who was standing beside him, spoke first, looking at the white-haired old man, and said,
"A few days ago, the Vermillion Bird cried loudly in the Great Void, and the Fire of Li swept across. That person seemed to be seriously injured. Does he really want to get involved in the conflict between the two countries?"

Holding the sword case tightly, Yuan Gong was surrounded by white mist. His voice was low, as if he was biting iron, and he said:

"This is the only meaning of my existence so far. It's my fate. I can't escape it."

The bronze dagger behind the white-haired old man trembled, the sword rang clearly, and the sound of apes crying was heard.

Gongsun Xi below had a normal expression on his face. He looked at the sword box and was already wondering in his mind which great man from the Liao Kingdom was about to die.
(End of this chapter)