Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 12 Treasure Tree
Xu Xuan was led by Wen Si'an into the small courtyard where she usually practiced and lived.

There are blue bricks and black tiles, and some unknown white flowers growing in the corners of the wall.

There were rockery and flowers in the courtyard, with a pavilion in the middle. Wen Si'an led Xu Xuan in to sit down and served him some spiritual tea.

"Junior sister, this courtyard is a quiet place."

Xu Xuan tasted the spiritual tea in the cup. It didn't have any strong taste, but was light and clear, just like Wen Si'an.

The woman in green opposite took the small jade sword, flicked it with her finger, and green light flowed on the sword, making a crisp sound.

"Brother, if you think this place is beautiful, you can come and see it more often. Most of the disciples here have a hard time, and seeing you come and comfort them will make them more cheerful."

After saying this, Wen Sian continued to stroke his sword and look at it, as if he was just mentioning it casually.

"We lost a lot of ground, but we were able to hold on. It's all thanks to you."

Xu Xuan sighed.

"Have you thought of the name of this magic sword?"

"I'm not good at literature or science, could you please help me come up with a name?"

Wen Sian's eyes moved and finally looked at Xu Xuan, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

"How about calling her [Yu Si]?"

"It's a good name. I'll follow what you said."

Wen Sian responded softly, with a hint of smile on her face. With a bit of luck, the magic sword [Yu Si] rose up with the wind, soaring gracefully, and finally disappeared into her sea of qi.

Seeing her smile, Xu Xuan felt relieved and sipped the spiritual tea silently.

"Brother, I'm here to discuss something."

Wen Sian looked serious, his eyes as clear as autumn water looked straight at Xu Xuan, and said:

"We have tried our best to protect Changming's spiritual fields, but we have reached our limit."

"The spiritual plant husbands we recruited earlier left the mountain gate when they saw that I was weak. Gao Xia and I only have a rough understanding of the methods of these spiritual plants. When we encountered some pests and strange diseases, we were at a loss."

"This spiritual farm still needs someone who truly understands the methods of cultivating spiritual plants to look after it."

Xu Xuan listened and realized that spiritual plants were really precious. People who were good at cultivating immortal arts, making pills, weapons, talismans, arrays, etc., were all rare talents. Although Dachi Temple had the weapon-making lineage of Wang Xiwei, it had no inheritance related to spiritual plants.

If you ask who in Qingwei understands this, it is Huichun Mountain.

Huichun Mountain is located in Changchun Mountain to the west of Luoqing, bordering the Qiuhu Sect. The three mountains of Dachiguan are located in the center of Qingwei. Dongmi to the east is where the Black Wind Valley is located, and Dapan to the north is directly connected to the Li River, which is now occupied by the Lotus Temple.

"I'm afraid we should ask Huichun Mountain about this matter. This family has close ties with Yuanshang, but not very close to us. We still have to give it a try."

Xu Xuan explained in detail, Wen Sian nodded in agreement, and the two talked for a while before Xu Xuan prepared to leave to practice.

After leaving the courtyard, Wen Si'an suddenly took out a pill surrounded by green energy from his arms, took Xu Xuan's hand and placed it in his palm.

"This is the [Yuan Yuan Pill], which has the effect of nourishing the essence and strengthening the foundation. It was left by my father. Brother, you will seek the [Life Source], so take this pill."

Xu Xuan did not refuse. He took the pill, said goodbye, and rode the cloud to Luoqing and arrived at Shuanghui Peak.

This peak has not yet been occupied by anyone and is just idle. It was originally the residence of Wen Fuyi, the elder who was in charge of law in the temple.

This elder had been trapped in the ninth level of Qi Refining for many years. He was the only elder to survive the demon disaster. He was seriously injured and fought with the monks of the Lotus Temple. He passed away soon after.

This peak was extremely high, barely lower than the blue sky. Climbing to the top, one could see white clouds surrounding the peak and a howling gale. Xu Xuan sat in meditation on a stone platform. He observed the coming rainstorm, a perfect opportunity to draw lightning into his body. For the past few days, he had been meditating here, regulating his breathing and waiting for the right weather.
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Baishishan Mountain is a low-lying mountain and is rich in gold and stone.

This was Liu Xiaowen's first time here. He had only been practicing in Luoqing and occasionally went to Changming to kill monsters for training. Now, Senior Brother Qiyun was leading him to explore the mineral veins.

Lord Bai Shi has two mineral veins. One is the [Red Blood Stone], which is a spiritual stone at the fetal breathing level and is produced in larger quantities. The other is the [Blood Fire Refined Iron], which is the best spiritual object in the Qi training grade. The sect needs this spiritual object for refining and practicing.

Walking down a dark mine, Liu Xiao saw many outer disciples who were mining. Most of them were wearing ordinary coarse linen clothes and using the lowest-grade magical tools of the lower grade to dig and transport ore.

When these outer disciples saw Wang Qiyun and Liu Xiaowen, they all bowed and did not dare to be negligent.

"After cultivating immortality, is there still such a situation?"

Liu Xiaowen was a little surprised. Most of his fellow disciples in the Baishi Mine had black and gray faces, and there was no trace of immortal spirit in them.

"I'm just lucky and talented enough to be noticed by my master. Otherwise, I'd be just an ordinary person now, and my situation would probably be worse than my fellow miners."

Liu Xiaowen sighed slightly, feeling that life is impermanent and that he should cherish the opportunity he has now and do his best for his master.

Wang Qiyun led Liu Xiaowen to a deeper tunnel, which was close to the underground fire and was extremely hot and stuffy. An old man with a short stature was operating a small golden hoe to mine the [Blood Fire Essence Iron].

"Brother Chiyu, I'm here. Xiao Wen, this is your Brother Chiyu, why don't you greet him?"

Liu Xiaowen hurried forward to pay his respects. The person in front of him was probably Uncle Xi Wei's eldest disciple, Jiang Chiyu, who was the oldest of these true disciples. He was in charge of mining in Bai Shi all year round and did not return to Luo Qing to practice.

The old man who was busy heard the sound and turned around quickly. He had an old face, a short stature, and was wearing a gray robe. When he saw the two of them, he smiled.

"This is Junior Brother Xiao Wen. I haven't met him yet. Come, come, I have something for you."

The old man grinned and took out a token made of white iron from his arms. The word "Soul Devouring" was engraved on it. It was a low-grade magic weapon for Qi training.

Wang Qiyun was a little surprised when he saw it, and asked in a low voice:
"This is the [Soul Devouring Order] passed down by our sect for the meritorious service rendered by my senior brother. You've been spending years underground, relying on it to gather spiritual energy for cultivation. How can you possibly give it away?"

Jiang Chiyu rolled his eyes at his junior brother and handed the token directly to Liu Xiaowen, saying with some dissatisfaction:
"I've been stuck in the late stage of fetal breathing for so many years, and I've long given up on breaking through. Xiao Wen has great talent, and the sooner he refines his Qi, the sooner he can help the sect. You can't even see that. You must have become stupid from refining equipment."

Wang Qiyun was scolded by his senior brother and felt helpless, so he could only let Liu Xiaowen accept it first.

Liu Xiaowen wanted to refuse, but he couldn't persuade his two senior brothers, so he had to accept it. He just felt that the token was a little hot and he could hardly hold it.

"Brother, you called me here, saying it was important, but why?"

Wang Qiyun was serious and finally talked about business. He looked solemn and at this time he looked a bit like Wang Xiwei.

Jiang Chiyu hunched over and first checked the formation in the cave to make sure there was no one around. Then he led the two of them to a deeper cave.

As soon as you enter, you will feel the rolling heat and the rush of fire. The ground is covered with [Blood Fire Essence Iron], which is almost equal to the output of Dachi Temple in several years.

The most important thing is that in the magma pool at the center of the cave, there stands a small ruby-like tree, about one meter tall, with many red fruits on it and flames burning on it. It is obvious at first glance that it is not an ordinary tree.

When Liu Xiao smelled the tree, he felt relaxed all over, and his magic power circulated on its own like a mighty river.

Wang Qiyun was shocked by the scene and looked at Jiang Chiyu in disbelief.

The oldest disciple whispered:

"After years of opening this mine, we finally reached the core area. I never thought there would be a foundation-building-grade treasure tree inside!"

Jiang Chiyu's face showed no joy, but rather a gloomy expression. He frowned and looked at Wang Qiyun, then said slowly:
"I dare not let others know. Now that the Chen family has closed the mountain, if we leak the news, it will be a disaster for the whole family."

(End of this chapter)