Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 138 Center
West of Wuhuang.

Miasma was everywhere, and the mountain was quiet with only the chirping of insects. A group of barbarians were stationed at the foot of the mountain. They all had golden silkworm tattoos on their faces, looked solemn, and each held a bone weapon.

Many slaves were escorted here, including barbarians, separated people, men, women, young and old, all crying and begging for mercy. They were tied with iron chains and dragged by the garrison to a cave on the mountain.

The grass and trees beside the cave are yellow and withered, with no trace of green. The rocks are corroded and bumpy, and not very flat. This place is shady and extremely humid, and the miasma almost accumulates in front of the cave, turning into clouds of smoke.

The cloud of smoke dissipated in an instant, and a young man walked out from it. He had a handsome face, red lips and white teeth, and was wearing a purple and gold robe. His expression was cold. He glanced at the slaves being escorted below, and said with some dissatisfaction, suspiciously:

"Why are there fewer and fewer people? Where have all the people gone?"

The barbarians in charge of escorting the transport below all looked terrified. The leader, who was at the eighth level of Qi Refining, stepped forward and said:

"Reporting to Master Jin Zhong, there are few people in this area. The local tribes all told us to kill them all. There is also an immortal path in the west, so we can't capture them."

"waste."

Jin Zhong's face showed a murderous look. He looked down and pointed with his finger. The barbarian's body suddenly twisted, and various spots appeared on his limbs. He became swollen and oozing pus.

The barbarians watching around all had horrified expressions and dared not say much. Jin Zhong tortured the barbarian below for a long time before retracting his magic and leaving the other party with his life.

"The king needs blood and energy to recuperate now. If you don't contribute, you can use your own flesh and blood to replenish it."

Jin Zhong's voice was cold, like frost. The barbarians below took the order and fled for their lives, leaving only a group of slaves behind.

The young man flicked his finger and a white silk thread wrapped around him, tying up the crying slaves and leading them into the cave.

In the middle of the cave, there is a pool of blood. In front of the pool is a high bone altar with a statue of a god standing on it. The god has a green face, a naked body, and his hair is like a group of snakes that are entangled and biting each other. The god sits naked and cross-legged. There is a golden spot on his chest, which is a golden silkworm.

The statue is made entirely of gold and iron, and is three feet tall. Incense is burning from afar, and the air is lingering.

Jin Zhong waved his hand casually, and the slaves behind him exploded in an instant, with flesh and blood peeling off and falling into the blood pool. Suddenly, the cave was filled with blood light, and the statue emitted a lot of dim light, and its snake hair fluttered.

"Master, the blood has been delivered this time. The people of the Queyou tribe seem to have converted and are less likely to offer incense and sacrifices."

Jin Zhong reported the recent situation to the statue in a respectful voice with his head lowered. After a while, a man's voice was heard in the cave with a deep tone.

"The Queyou tribe has always had two minds. When I retreat from the center, they will take advantage of the situation and join the Shuchun sect. When I return, I will kill them all."

Jin Zhong's face below showed something strange, and he said in a low voice:
"Now, only Lao Ya's people are following us. Whether it's incense or blood, they are slow to collect."

"I wonder how long it will take for the master to repair his body. By then, we can fight our way back to the center and retake Lingshan."

The man's voice sounded again, carrying a sinister aura. The statue shook and the blood pool boiled.

"It still requires a lot of blood, energy, and incense. I can only start with the immortals. I must get what is left behind by Tiandu Mountain."

"This family's Purple Mansion technique, which controls the "poisonous evil," has never been passed down to outsiders. Now that we have an opportunity, we must give it a try."

"Can you find out the origins of the immortals near here?"

This voice contained some questioning meaning, and Jin Zhong below immediately replied:
"This temple is called Dachi Temple. There are only two people in the early stages of foundation building in the mountain, one is "Thunder" and the other is "Supreme Fire". The leader has cultivated sword energy, which is commendable. The rest are ordinary."

"I've been sending people to harass them for a while now, but I don't know if they'll take the bait."

The man in the cave spoke again, with a chilling tone, and said hesitantly:

"Just wait. If he doesn't come, after I recover half of my strength, I can still kill him and take the incense and blood."

"If he comes here, it will suit my purpose. I can kill him right here and capture these immortal cultivators. They will be very useful to me."

"I just don't believe it. Are all the immortal cultivators here the same as Zhu Yucheng?"

When the man mentioned this name, there was a hint of anger in his voice, as if he was biting iron.

Jin Zhong below did not dare to reply, for fear of angering the master. One of them was in the late foundation building stage, and the other was in the middle foundation building stage. They had joined forces to occupy a sacred mountain, but were beaten back by the Zhu family.

Now when he thought of the mountain where the magnetic divine light was surging, Jin Zhong felt his heart pounding. If he had not flown away quickly, his life would probably be in danger.

Now Luo He is also seriously injured, and most of his body has been destroyed. He needs to use incense, blood and energy to reshape it. This matter is handled by the golden silkworm, who takes great pains.

Jin Zhong below took his leave, and the blood pool and the statue in the cave returned to calm, without any sound.
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Luo Qing, on the Tianqing Peak, lives in the Zhen Palace.

Xu Xuan and his group were discussing how to take over the area adjacent to Dongmi.

Chixin Mountain is close to Dongmi, and further east is where Luo He lives, and it is also where the fire pool is. Now that Wuhuang is in turmoil, it is the right time to go there.

There were five people in the hall, Xu Xuan, Wen Sian, Liang Yong and Fan Qingzhu. Wang Xiwei was guarding the mountain gate. This time was the same as the previous attack on the Lotus Temple branch.

"We still don't know what Luo He's methods are, or how serious his injuries are."

Xu Xuan said in a low voice, "If you want to capture this person, this is the most important thing. Knowing that the other party is practicing He Xiangi and what magic and magic tools he has, you can deal with it in advance."

After all, he is a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building and should not be underestimated. This kind of cultivator of the witchcraft is known for his mysterious and changeable methods. Luo He has been able to gain a foothold in Wuhuang for so many years, so he must have many methods, and he has also received guidance from Tiandu Mountain.

"Perhaps we can capture a few barbarian monks and learn more or less."

Wen Sian spoke in a low voice. She sat next to Xu Xuan, raised her head slightly, and looked at him.

"The barbarians sent by Xiong Youqi are still here, but only those who have reached the foundation stage know this information. Those of us who have reached the Qi stage know very little."

Xu Xuan frowned. He had asked Zhao Que before, and the other party only knew about Luo He's cultivation level and that he raised a golden silkworm, but knew nothing else.

Fan Qingzhu, who was standing aside, spoke up and asked softly:

"If we send this person in, and have him gather more information to see if he can connect with someone who has achieved foundation building, would that be feasible?"

Xu Xuan sighed. He had thought about this a long time ago, but it was not feasible. He just said:
"It's not that easy. This person has probably already caught Luo He's attention. Now he dares not enter Wuhuang again and is staying in Dongmi as if seeking refuge."

"I think we should first occupy the area around Chixin Mountain, then test the sorcerer to prevent him from healing his wounds, and then take him down in one fell swoop."

"I will use [Eternal Light], and Guardian Liang will use [Nine Fire Pagoda]. Both of them can easily defeat a cultivator in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. Even a cultivator in the late stage can resist. Now let's test them first. If this person is not capable, we will kill him directly."

There was murderous intent in these words, and Xu Xuan went on to give orders that Wen Sian would lead the disciples guarding the Qingying Camp to deal with the barbarians, while the three foundation-building cultivators in the mountains would go and test Luo He's condition.

Everyone took the order and left, leaving only Xu Xuan in the hall.

"What a pity! If Tiantuo were here, he could have taken a look over there and found out what was going on." Xu Xuan sighed slightly. Having a Purple Mansion to help survey the surrounding area was truly invaluable. He could see everything about Luo He's foundation-building process at a glance. The old demon would have known everything about him and what he was cultivating.

Looking inward at the Qi Sea, the flower sea transformed by Tiantuo was normal. Just now, there was a sudden change. Sunlight, moonlight and Chenhui emerged from it, swirling and rising, turning into a stream of essence that rushed into Xu Xuan's Qi Sea, consolidating his foundation.

In the [Donghua Sword Box], the sword intent as white jade is constantly flowing, endlessly, like a pouring river. The previous sword intent of the True Lord has dissipated, without a trace left.

Xu Xuan carefully savored the sword intent left by his master. He had learned a lot of sword principles from it over the years and had a deeper understanding of sword energy.

Within the immortal base, the calamity pool formed by the sword energy has completely taken shape, hanging above the sea of qi and hidden in the thunderclouds in the sky.

[Jiang Lei Ze] now has three [Mysterious Images], and one [False Image] created by the sword's Qi, which is the sign of [Jie Xin Chi]. If you are against the enemy, you can use it at will.

"If I cultivate the sword intent, this calamity pool will probably become completely real. By then, this immortal base will have four mysterious images, which means it will be at the sixth level."

Xu Xuan had a feeling and could vaguely see the bottleneck. What he lacked now was a battle between life and death to verify the sword path.

Being able to feel the bottleneck was enough to make him happy. The sword intent was mysterious and could only be understood by oneself. Now that he felt the bottleneck, it meant that there was a way forward, which was a realm that many people could not achieve.

This time when entering Wuhuang, Xu Xuan's greatest reliance is the sword intent left by his master. It is difficult to resist even in the late stage of foundation building, but he is not willing to use it easily. After all, it was left by his master and has special meaning to Xu Xuan.

After checking the items carefully, two somewhat illusory objects appeared in Xu Xuan's sea of consciousness, surrounded by clear air, binding him.

One is the [Yuyou Order], which seems to be related to the underworld. It is invisible and intangible, and can evolve into various weapons. It is a top-grade Qi-refining item that is specifically designed to defeat spirits and souls.

This magic weapon is extremely difficult to operate. Xu Xuan has studied the [Xiao Qian Heart Seal] passed down by Tiantuo. Now that he has established his foundation, he can use it at will. If it is used in a battle, it can be used suddenly to pierce the soul, which is extremely vicious.

In addition, there was the [Tianpeng Zhumo Tu], which fell into Xu Xuan's sea of consciousness. He was trying to visualize this Taoist picture.

Now he has successfully visualized a heavenly soldier holding a sword, with a majestic demeanor, lightning and fire all around him, electric snakes running around, fighting with the demon form transformed by blood.

The remaining Xu Xuan was no longer able to visualize the person sitting on the thunder chariot and the demon that connected the Nine Provinces. These things were not something he could visualize with his current sea of consciousness.

This method of cultivation was figured out by Xu Xuan himself. Perhaps it had been circulated for a long time, but he just didn't know about it. Now that his Qi Sea was already magical enough, Xu Xuan thought about cultivating his Consciousness Sea as well.

The Qi Sea is responsible for the accumulation of magical power, while the Consciousness Sea is related to magic. After visualizing this heavenly soldier, Xu Xuan truly felt that his own thunder magic had improved slightly, which was indeed mysterious.

"If you want to visualize this diagram in its entirety, you'll probably need the Purple Palace."

Xu Xuan's mind changed, and he urged the thunderclouds in the sky. The sleeping thunder insects in them gathered together, and Dan Thunder flew out. The two gradually merged and gradually integrated with the visualization picture of the heavenly soldier.

A murderous heavenly soldier walked out from the thunderclouds in the sky and flew to the side of the armored god in the Thunder Lake, waiting for orders.

"This is the true function of [Thunder Clouds in the Sky], which is only revealed when encountering this Dao diagram."

Xu Xuan sighed in his heart. This kind of change was discovered after he successfully visualized it. The Taoist diagram he visualized could meet with the thunder nature in the [Thunder Clouds in the Sky] and manifest miracles.

Now, there are only the [Sleeping Thunder Bug], [Dan Thunder], and the [Auspicious Rain Thunder] in the thundercloud in the sky. This thunder entered the thundercloud and turned into a green bird.

"If I could fully visualize this Dao diagram and find enough thunder-natured beings to guide me, wouldn't I be able to emulate the ancient times, with the generals of the Thunder Department accompanying me, and the [Thunder Lake] having the power to manifest, and I sitting in the Thunder Bureau, I would be like the ancient Thunder Palace slaying demons."

"The seal script records that the Upper Sky Thunder Cloud was originally modeled after the generals of the Thunder Department. Previously, there was no such visualization diagram, so I have not discovered its true purpose."

Xu Xuan's eyes were serious. Previously, he had been paying attention to the [Donghua Sword Box], but he had somewhat despised the [Upper Sky Thunder Cloud]. After all, thunder was hard to find and was rarely used.

Now it seems that as long as enough thunder is found, this item will be more direct and powerful in helping in battles, and is not inferior to the [Donghua Sword Box] in any way.

"It's a bottomless pit. If I really want to manifest the generals of the Thunder Department, I don't know how many Thunder Dao spirits, spiritual beings, and magical instruments I need. It's a huge expense, and even the Purple Mansion can hardly afford it."

Xu Xuan sighed slightly. With his current wealth, manifesting a heavenly soldier was already the limit, not to mention immortal generals, strange beasts, Thunder God and Lightning Goddess and the like.

Calming his mind, Xu Xuan pondered over Luo He's wealth. As he was in the late stage of foundation building, he must have quite a few spiritual objects. Adding a pool of fire, it should be enough to fill the sect's treasure house.
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The center of Wuhuang, where Tiandu Mountain once stood.

The very center was empty, with nothing in it. Tiandu Mountain had already left and disappeared into the void, with no further life.

There are nine sacred mountains nearby for protection. They are full of spiritual energy and fairy lights. Each one has its own unique magic and extraordinary beauty. They are far better than the mountains of other families on the original land. Only the Chen family can compare.

Six sacred mountains have now been taken over by people, and the remaining three are still under fighting, with shouts and screams shaking the sky.

The Zhu family has occupied a sacred mountain with the most spiritual energy and the most production. There are not many plants on it, and there is a lot of magnetic divine light emanating from it. No one dares to disturb them.

A middle-aged man in dark and gorgeous clothes stood on the top of the mountain, with an eagle-like gaze and a wolf-like look. It was Zhu Yucheng.

His aura was so strong that the entire sacred peak resonated with it. All the birds and beasts in the mountain fell silent, and many people around him averted their eyes, not daring to peek.

"Father, Chongxi Mountain has already set up its formations and sent members of our clan to guard various locations. Are we ready to move the mountain now?
The man standing behind spoke. His face was similar to Zhu Yucheng's, but he lacked the majestic and gloomy aura. It was Zhu Yuanyun, Zhu Yucheng's biological son. He had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage and looked respectful.

"No need, just wait here."

Zhu Yucheng spoke in a flat tone as he glanced past, looking with interest at the barbarians who were shouting and killing not far away.

Zhu Yuanyun behind him showed some confusion on his face. His father had never told him about these plans. Even though he was confused, he didn't dare to say much.

"Why are you still wasting time here? You can't set up a branch in Wuhuang?"

Zhu Yuanyun couldn't guess what his father was thinking. In his opinion, once Lingshan was in hand, they should withdraw. There was no point in staying in Wuhuang. But his father could clearly kill a few more foundation-building cultivators, but he only occupied one Lingshan. Why?

Zhu Yucheng turned his gaze and looked at the open space where Tiandu Mountain left. His immortal base moved slightly, and [Zhuo Ye Nan] showed the magic of breaking through obstacles and seeing the truth.

In the originally empty central area, there seemed to be several towering golden shadows, shaking constantly. Incense was pouring down from the void like a waterfall onto these golden bodies, and the voices of countless ancient prayers could be heard.

Zhu Yuanyun and the surrounding wizards knew nothing about it. Only Zhu Yucheng could see the magic of this place.

'Incense and altar.'

He was pondering the name of this thing in his mind, and then the head of the Zhu family looked up at the sky with indifference in his eyes.

'One day.'

Zhu Yucheng had a cold expression, and the magnetic light on the mountain moved with his thoughts. Zhu Yuanyun behind him had some fear in his eyes, and looked at his father. The other party was right in front of him, yet seemed far away in the horizon.

　I was too tired and anxious today, so I only updated 4000 words. I will add more tomorrow to make up for it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)