Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 127 Close
The atmosphere in the store was gloomy, and everyone from Tingyu Gate shouted angrily and was about to take action.

The young Liao man moved very quickly. He drew his sword and with a flash of golden light, he chopped it down straight away. The disciple's head immediately rolled to the ground, but there was no blood. Instead, clear water flowed out from his neck.

A black shadow emerged from the headless corpse, with inky black light surging around it and blood raining down. It was about to escape, but the young Liao man blocked the shadow's way and started fighting with it.

This thing has the aura of the fifth level of Qi Refining, which made Liu Xiaowen frown slightly.

'That's not all.'

Previously, Shen Baoxiang, who was at the sixth level of Qi Refining, died tragically outside. How could the black shadow in front of him be able to do that? It must have been done by something else. Liu Xiaowen and Zhang Yu did not act rashly. They looked at the black shadow, ready to take action at any time.

The people from the Tingyu Sect nearby scattered like frightened birds. Yin Yuanchen shouted and quickly retreated, protecting the people around him.

Only then did everyone see clearly the horizontal sword held by the Liao man. The blade was narrow and straight, with a small guard and a long handle. It looked elegant and majestic. The whole sword was dark gold, with a pattern of a phoenix facing the sun engraved on it. It did not look like a Liao artifact.

The golden sword was extremely powerful, and light surged when it was swung. The Liao people held the sword in both hands, opening and closing it vigorously. The sword's momentum was like the sun moving on a green road. The rules were not disordered at all, and a murderous intention was naturally generated.

The black shadow was formed by a mass of black gas condensed into a human shape, with blood flowing continuously all over its body, like raindrops drifting away. The young Liao man looked calm, and chopped it with his golden sword. Without using any magic, he beat the creature back continuously.

Soon, the creature was chopped down by the golden sword and its breath gradually weakened. Many people present breathed a sigh of relief, but Liu Xiaowen stared outside the door. In the wind and rain, something was approaching.

He moved his sword slightly, and was ready to strike. He quietly sent a message, asking Zhang Yu to keep an eye on the two people beside him. Sure enough, just when the Liao boy dispersed the black shadow, a black gas swirled out of the door and headed straight for the Liao boy's heart.

Yin Yuanchen and the people from Tingyu Sect remained on the sidelines, but Liu Xiaowen could no longer sit still. After the Liao man died, it would be their turn next.

The power of this black energy was similar to that which had sneaked in before, and he was just able to deal with it. Red flames flowed on his sword, and he rushed forward to block the black energy.

The raging flames exploded on the sword body, turning into a tiger, swallowing and biting down, ferocious and fierce. It was the third-grade spell [Harsh Tiger Fire Form], which had the function of swallowing essence and consuming air. It could be refined if it was cast at this time.

This black air was more difficult to deal with than Liu Xiaowen had imagined. It dispersed externally and condensed internally, with blood and qi steaming, polluting his body and spiritual consciousness. It could not be easily dispersed, and could only be refined with this magic.

The sword slashed at it, but it seemed to fall into the clouds, without any sense of substance. The dripping blood rain could even temporarily extinguish the Dao fire, and immediately entangled with Liu Xiaowen.

Zhang Yu wanted to step forward, but Liu Xiaowen just gave him a look, asking him to protect the two people beside him. Zhang Yu looked conflicted and almost wanted to stand up.

The black air gathered and dispersed invisibly. Liu Xiaowen didn't want to drag it on any longer. The flame on the sword turned golden red, and a golden light surged inside. It was the Great Sun Fire. It was sacrificed at this time to burn away evil and destroy evil. The black air was difficult to resist and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

The Liao man on the side had already dealt with the black shadow. He stepped forward and chopped with his golden sword to help Liu Xiaowen take down the black air. The two of them worked together, and in a short while, the black air dissipated.

The wind and rain outside seemed to have subsided a little, the wind was getting weaker, and the rain was about to stop.

"Thank you."

The young Liao man stepped forward and spoke loudly, his expression normal.

"It's okay. We should have faced the enemy together."

Liu Xiaowen looked at the other party at this time. The light on the horizontal sword surged and gradually dissipated. He felt the sun's nature in the Great Sun Fire jump.

'"sun"?'

As the Liao man's magic power surged, light emerged spontaneously, suppressing the black air extremely strongly, similar to the great sun fire, forcing Liu Xiaowen to pay attention.

At this time, the wind and rain outside gradually stopped. Liu Xiaowen activated the Great Sun Fire, which burned evil and refined evil. He could slightly sense that the things outside were a little unstable, as if they were fighting fiercely, so he lifted the blockade here.

Liu Xiaowen turned around, walked towards Zhang Yu's position, and said softly:

"Walk."

Zhang Yu stood up and without asking any questions, he picked up He Chuan and was about to leave. The old man was also very decisive. Although there was a look of surprise on his face, his movements were quick and decisive.

Liu Xiaowen picked up Zhiting. The girl did not cry at this time. When they were about to leave, they heard a question from behind.

"Where are you going?"

It was Yin Yuanchen, whose face looked a little gloomy at this moment, staring straight at him.

"I left naturally."

Zhang Yu frowned and replied.

"The situation is unclear now. We should hold on here and work together."

Yin Yuanchen spoke in a low voice, his eyes wide open.

"That's ridiculous. Did you take action when the black energy rushed towards you just now?"

Zhang Yu's face showed some indignation and some accusation.

Liu Xiaowen turned around and asked in a deep voice:

"Is the current incident related to your Tingyu Sect?"

Yin Yuanchen just sneered and didn't want to say more. Liu Xiaowen no longer paid attention to this person and turned to leave.

The Liao boy behind him also stepped forward, his face calm, and said in a deep voice:
"Can I follow and leave together?"

Liu Xiaowen pondered for a moment, but Zhang Yu beside him had already agreed and said with a smile:

"Let's go together. More people will give us some confidence."

Liu Xiaowen looked at Zhang Yu. He knew in his heart that Zhang Yu would not give up halfway on this trip. It was right to follow his actions, so he replied:
"Okay, let's go out together."

The Liao boy with pigtails nodded, and the others walked out of the inn together.

The darkness was thick, the stars and the moon had lost their light, the previous full moon was gone, and the sky was filled with drifting black air, covering the entire area.

With the help of the Great Sunfire, Liu Xiaowen silently sensed that there was an extremely cold aura outside, which seemed to be fighting with someone and could not take care of many people for the time being.

"It's the breath of foundation building."

Dayihuang Huoyin sensed that the cold energy was clearly from the foundation building stage, but its state was not right. It was far different from the ordinary foundation building stage. If it was trapped at this moment, it would be unstable.

From afar came shrill roars and sinister laughter, mixed together, and a strong smell of blood came on the wind, making people feel cold on their backs.

It was difficult to tell the direction around, so Liu Xiaowen led everyone towards the opposite direction of the energy, just to get away from the fight here.

As they walked outside, the darkness around them gradually faded, and the moonlight shone in faintly, which lifted everyone's spirits and quickened their pace.

"My name is Li Jinzhi. May I know your names?"

Seeing that he was about to leave, the Liao boy's expression relaxed a little and looked at Liu Xiaowen. Perhaps he was grateful for the other party's earlier move, so he spoke and gave his name.

Liu Xiaowen and Zhang Yu also gave their names. They were about to walk out and leave this dark place, but a breath of air suddenly rushed up from the edge and stopped them.

"It's human!"

Liu Xiaowen spoke out first to remind that his Great Sun Fire could burn evil and refine evil, but there was no response at this time. The other party was clearly a cultivator.

The aura of the eighth level of Qi Refining suddenly rose, making the faces of several people present slightly gloomy. Liu Xiaowen asked He Chuan Gong to lead his granddaughter and retreat to the back to avoid being affected.

A man in black armor with a gloomy face stood there with a bad look on his face. He looked at the few people and said coldly:

"Go back, and I won't kill you."

The wailing sounds coming from behind became louder and louder. Looking back, all the lights in the inn were out and the smell of blood was thicker in the air.

The armor on the man in front of them was similar to Shen Baoxiang's, so he was probably from the Shen family. However, no one knew what his plan was. But they couldn't retreat at the moment. If they didn't leave, they would probably die.

Liu Xiaowen silently sensed the three foundation-building talismans. The [Fenyuan Talisman] was ready to go. Although the [Qingyun Escape Talisman] could fly far away, it could only take him away and could not take care of the people around him.

The other party sneered and slowly took out a bronze statue from his hand. The statue had a green face and fangs, and was holding a female body, devouring her heart and drinking her blood. The aura emitted by this thing was clearly a foundation-building magic weapon.

The deep and dark evil spirit stirred up and gradually surrounded everyone. This magic weapon was very unusual, with some scent of incense, and could exert its power on its own.

Zhang Yu and Liu Xiaowen looked at each other. They had a sense of the two orbs in their hands and were ready to use them.

Zhang Yu had no other foundation-building tools or talismans on him. The two had already agreed that if they encountered danger, Liu Xiaowen would use the [Fen Yuan Fu] and [Ren Shui Zhu] to release water and fire at the same time, and then Zhang Yu would activate the [Kan Shui Zhu] to resist the flow and escape.

Taking a deep breath, Liu Xiaowen was about to step forward and offer the talisman, but the Liao man beside him suddenly gathered his voice into a line and said:
"I'll take action later. Can you block the bronze statue?"

Liu Xiaowen's mind darkened a little, and he transmitted the message:
"It can hold off for dozens of breaths."

"Okay, just get ready and wait for me to take action."

Li Jinzhi took a step forward, stood upright, his golden sword shining, and confronted the bronze statue.

"You are from the Shen family, are you Shen Dezheng? Even though your own direct descendants have been killed, you still want to stop us?" The young Liao man was surrounded by bright light, and his goose yellow robe was rustling in the fierce wind.

The other party's eyes darkened, and he looked over, his face gloomy as if water was about to drip, and said coldly:
"You are from Liao, but you know a lot."

Shen Dezheng did not give him time to say more. He sneered and the bronze statue hung above him, and a murderous wind surged, suppressing him.

He flipped his hand and took out a red iron whip, which was also a high-grade Qi-refining magic weapon. Red light flowed on the whip, and lightning branches and electric snakes burst out. It was actually a thunder magic weapon, but he didn't know which kind of thunder it was?
Light surged on Li Jinzhi's golden sword, but he did not retreat at all. He took out a gray pill and swallowed it. On the pill, there appeared the heads of tigers and leopards, and gray air surged, looking extremely ferocious.

"Please surrender."

Li Jinzhi shouted to protect the way, and Liu Xiaowen felt that there was some existence in the dark that looked at this place. The momentum of this Liao boy quickly rose and gradually reached the sixth level of Qi Refining.

Shen Dezheng looked a little surprised, not knowing what secret method the other party had used, but he felt that his magic weapon and cultivation were superior to the other party, so he was not afraid at all. He swung the red whip, and there was a loud bang in the air, bright lightning, and sparks flying.

Golden light surged on Li Jinzhi's sword, and the phoenix cried loudly. With the help of the precious pill, he was able to block the opponent at this moment.

Liu Xiaowen and Zhang Yu, however, were fully focused on dealing with the bronze statue. With the Fen Yuan Fu activated, a sea of fire surged up, confronting the surging evil wind, which slightly reduced the pressure on Li Jinzhi who was standing by.

[Ren Shui Zhu] was sacrificed and turned into a large lake. The deep water flowed slowly. The water was deep and still, and the idea of movement and sinking was naturally generated. It trapped the statue. Shen Dezheng, who was standing by, could no longer move it.

Liu Xiaowen was trying his best to maintain the [Renshui Pearl]. He practiced the virtue of fire, and it was very strenuous for him to drive this spiritual object, and he relied entirely on his cultivation to support him.

Zhang Yu acted decisively and took out the [Kanshui Pearl]. The dark Kanshui flowed unsteadily and flowed outwards, then hit Shen Dezheng hard.

He did not choose to escape with the pearl and abandon Li Jinzhi, but instead urged the spiritual object to attack Shen Dezheng directly. The flame on the feather fan in his hand was burning, and he aimed at the opponent's vital point and attacked directly.

Li Jinzhi was fighting with great enthusiasm and laughed out loud. His attacks became more fierce. The skills and secret techniques he practiced must be of high quality. Countless bright lights surged as he attacked, and the light on the red whip was about to dissipate.

Shen Dezheng was really panicked at this time. The people in front of him were not ordinary Qi-refining people at all. Their methods were one level after another.

He cultivated to the eighth level, relying mostly on the blood and elixirs in his family, and his skills were only of the third grade. At this time, Li Jinzhi was the main attacker, and Zhang Yu was waiting for an opportunity to attack, putting him in danger.

Li Jinzhi's aura continued to rise, as if endless. At this time, he had reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, which shocked Shen Dezheng.

"This kid actually knows the Liao people's secret method of summoning the gods."

Shen Dezheng gritted his teeth, fear gradually rising in his heart. He could not sense the bronze statue, and his hands and feet became quite flustered.

Li Jinzhi stepped forward, and brought down the sword with great force, forcing Shen Dezheng to retreat continuously. Finally, a golden line passed by, and the opponent's hands holding the whip were all broken. A bright light surged in Li Jinzhi's hand, and he took the red whip away.

Shen Dezheng cried out in pain and immediately rode up a burst of red light. Electric snakes and silver branches shot out in the air, which was extremely gorgeous. The bronze statue restrained the evil wind and turned into a burst of black light to protect him and left.

Everyone immediately fled outside. Zhang Yu lifted He Chuan Gong and the other two up with clouds and flew away. After an unknown amount of time, they landed in a cave at the foot of a low mountain.

This place is close to Wunan County and is already the border of Jiangyang. Barbarians and Wu people are moving around, and it is extremely chaotic, so it is a good place to hide.

"Finally got out."

Zhang Yu sighed and lit a fire. He Chuan Gong, who was standing by, took his granddaughter and sat down aside, still in shock.

Liu Xiaowen looked at Li Jinzhi standing beside him and was about to step forward to ask him questions, but the Liao boy fell straight down.

Blood gushed out of Li Jinzhi's seven orifices, and his vitality plummeted. His cultivation level, which was originally close to the seventh level, quickly dissipated, and he actually fell to the third level of Qi Refining in one breath.

Seeing this, Liu Xiaowen took out two Qi-refining-level elixirs without hesitation, which were given by Zhang Gaoxia. He helped the Liao boy up, used his magic power to dissolve the medicinal properties, and let the other party slowly take them.

"What a cruel secret technique."

Liu Xiaowen sighed in his heart. Half of Li Jinzhi's meridians were broken, and it almost affected his Qi Sea.

After a while, the Liao boy finally woke up, his breath weak. He looked around and said softly:
"Come out?"

"Exactly. Thanks to you, fellow Daoist, for stepping forward. Otherwise, it would have been difficult for us to escape today."

Zhang Yu replied with concern, saying that Li Jinzhi in front of him had made the greatest contribution to their escape today.

This place is close to Wuhuang, and there are many barbarian invasions. It is a good place to hide temporarily."

Li Jinzhi slowly sat down, sheathed his sword, and the red whip fell to the side. At this time, it had lost all its magic. It had actually washed away the brand on the young Liao boy and turned it into an ownerless weapon.

He casually summoned the red whip, and a bright light surged. He then took the object back into his Qi Sea, looked at Liu and Zhang, and said softly:

"Where are you two going now?"

"We want to go to the East China Sea. Jiangyang County is blocked, so we can only take a detour."

Zhang Yu spoke first, while Liu Xiaowen on the side remained silent.

"North or south?"

"This"

Zhang Yu was silent for a moment. He and Liu Xiaowen crossed the border of Wunan County via the Li River and came to Jiangyang. If they went north, they would probably be close to the war-torn area. If they went south, the Yuliu Demon Mountain would lie in the way. It was difficult to make a decision.

"What plans do the Shen family and Tingyu Sect have? Do you know?"

When Liu Xiaowen spoke, the other party seemed to know what the Shen family did and might be able to find out something.

Li Jinzhi's clear face showed a hint of anger, and he said in a low voice:
"Do you two know which immortal sect Jiangyang County belongs to?"

Zhang Yu and Liu Xiaowen both shook their heads. How could they know about Jiang Yang without knowing Wu Nan?

"This place originally belonged to the Yunlu Immortal Sect. Their leader died at the hands of a sorcerer. Once the sect was destroyed, everything was plundered. Two families then occupied this place to build their foundation."

"First, the Tingyu Sect, originally a branch of the Yunlu Sect, has the right to inherit the spiritual land. They also have a leader who is in the late stage of foundation building. The Shen family is only in the middle stage of foundation building and is nearing the end of their lifespan. How can they compete with them?"

Zhang Yu, who was standing aside, seemed to be thinking about something and said:

"So now the Tingyu Sect's foundation-building members have perished, and the Shen family is surrounding and killing the remaining ones?"

Li Jinzhi sighed deeply and said in a deep voice:
"There are some dirty things going on between these two families. I've been here for a long time, but I only know one thing."

"The Shen family seems to be worshipping a wild god these days, named [Yuan Guang Xiang]. This family originally practiced 'Spiritual Thunder', but they also have a lot of 'Sha Qi' magical instruments."

Zhang Yu looked worried and said:

"It's better not to get involved in this family's affairs now. We have things to do and can't get entangled with them."

"Leave? I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Li Jinzhi had recovered somewhat by this time, and silently pointed at the necks of several people. However, he saw that at some point, a dark mark had quietly appeared, and seemed to be vaguely connected to something. Even He Chuan Gong and Zhi Ting had this thing on their necks.

"This is?"

Liu Xiaowen was puzzled. The mark, in the shape of a ghostly face, felt neither painful nor itchy, and it landed on him, seemingly tethering him to his spiritual consciousness, but the seal script blocked it. He even felt he could use the seal script to peel it away, but he held back.

"The Shen family's previous actions were precisely a sacrifice. They even plotted against Shen Baoxiang, the direct descendant of this family, and yet we escaped."

"Even if we can hide ourselves amidst the chaos in Wunan, if we step out, the enemy will surely come and kill us with their magical weapons."

Li Jinzhi's voice was low, making everyone's hearts sink to the bottom of the valley. Zhang Yu and Liu Xiaowen understood that what he said was true. This mark had begun to vaguely sense somewhere, which was the direction of the Shen family.

"The Liao people are good at offering sacrifices and praying to ghosts and gods. He understands these things."

Liu Xiaowen's mind sank as he looked at Zhang Yu, feeling somewhat puzzled. Was this a coincidence or fate? Was he destined to be at odds with the Shen family?

"Now I will recuperate first and wait to see how to escape. If that doesn't work, I can only hide in Wunan."

Zhang Yu sighed. This was the worst of the worst options. Now he didn't dare to leave this place and return by taking the Li River. He could only continue to retreat to Wunan.

But since the evacuation from Tiandu Mountain, the various tribes in Wunan have been fighting non-stop, and many of them have taken action to build their foundation. How much more dangerous is it than that of the Shen family?
"The Shen family has two cultivators at the eighth level of Qi Refining. The old Foundation Establishment cultivator is nearing the end of his lifespan, but he's unable to take action. Perhaps there's still hope."

Li Jinzhi spoke in a low voice, coughed several times, and spat out dirty blood, but his eyes were very bright.

"The remaining direct descendants of Tingyu Sect may be useful. Fellow Daoist Xiaowen, can you sense their location?"

Liu Xiaowen's mind sank a little, and he realized that he was referring to the cold aura outside the inn. The blood and qi were mixed with clouds and rain, which was considered to be the first level of foundation building. It was probably the person that everyone in Tingyu Sect was waiting for, but he had turned into an evil creature.

The Great Sun Fire can sense the energy of its direction, so there is a chance to escape.

Liu Xiao's heart sank when he heard this, and golden and red fire surged on the sword.

(End of this chapter)