Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 15 The ceremony is completed
This marriage came to fruition naturally, and the Qiuhulu faction had been waiting for it for a long time.

The Chen family closed the mountain, and the atmosphere from Yuanshang to Qingwei gradually became tense. These small sects at the Qi training level were like a lone boat in the huge waves, which would capsize if they were not careful.

Wen Xiuyun was afraid. She would occasionally wake up in the middle of the night, fearing that someone had broken through the mountain gate and was coming in to kill her. She instinctively clung to the Dachiguan, like a drowning person clinging to the last bit of support.

She sat in the hall and carefully read the letter of engagement written by Xu Xuan.

He was polite and courteous, without any arrogance. The betrothal gifts were some high-quality spiritual objects for Qi training, which were rare for the Qiuhu Sect.

Most of the cultivators in the sect are female, and they have only inherited some tricks on weaving and mending robes. Their fighting skills are really disgusting.

Often, families would entrust spiritual objects to her, and her disciples would make and repair clothes for them. She only did this to earn some profit from her hard work and rely on the favors she had accumulated to gain a foothold in Qingwei.

The spiritual energy in Baohu Mountain is declining, and it does not produce any spiritual objects. It is already the limit to provide for a Qi-cultivating cultivator. She has practiced hard to reach the third level, and has not made any progress in who knows how many years.

"Shu'er, everything is ready."

Wen Xiuyun shouted towards the inner room, her brows furrowed and she looked a little anxious.

"Master, I'm fine now."

Shen Shu walked out gracefully and Rou came forward to greet him.

After she had dressed up, she put on a formal dress with hairpins and ornaments in a luxurious green color, and a gold and jade belt. However, the red jade hairpin on her head was a bit crude in shape and not very pretty.

Wen Xiuyun held up her disciple's pretty face, looked at it carefully, and helped her take care of it.

"When you go to Luo Qing, be careful about everything and don't lose your manners."

"The sect is weak and can't support you. If you feel depressed and wronged, you can only accept it."

"When you go, just be content with being a wife. You don't have to worry about family matters anymore. Think more about your husband's family."

Shen Shu responded softly, trembling slightly.

Wen Xiuyun's voice was filled with an uncontrollable sadness. She helped Shen Shu to tidy up her hair, put on a silk veil, and sent her to the foot of the mountain to pick up the bride.

A group of people had been waiting at the foot of the mountain for a long time. Liu Xiaowen mixed in the crowd and looked at his senior brother who was wearing a crimson robe with wide sleeves.

Wang Qiyun sat on a white horse, looking a little different from usual. His round face was smiling, but he seemed to have some dark emotions.

He looked at Shen Shu, who was brought over by Wen Xiuyun on the road. He saw that he had a thin figure and entered the sedan chair.

Wen Xiuyun didn't say much, just nodded. Wang Qiyun bowed and led everyone back to Luoqing.

The carriage was delayed and the road was a bit bumpy, just like Shen Shu's mood at the moment.

She did not cry when she said goodbye to her master, but when she really got into the sedan chair and walked slowly towards Luoqing, a city completely unfamiliar to her, a feeling of uneasiness about the future washed over her like water, and her heart gradually sank.

"Is everything okay?"

The voice came from beside my ear. It was Wang Qiyun who leaned against the sedan chair, lifted the curtain and asked in a low voice.

The voice was generous and peaceful, reminding Shen Shu of the first time they met. Wang Qiyun took him to have a look around Luoqing. Both of them were not good at speaking, and gradually fell silent in the end.

When they arrived at Dangxia Peak, Wang Qiyun saw that her interest had subsided, so he asked the same question.

Shen Shu didn't know how to respond, but the other party went straight into the hall, ignoring her. She knew her sect was weak and still depended on Da Chi, so she felt that the other party was belittling her, and her remaining self-esteem was thrown into the mud. However, she still didn't dare to show her emotions and just waited outside the hall.

After a while, the man came out, seemingly having just finished his work, holding a slightly crooked red jade hairpin in his hand.

"I'll give it to you. I don't know anything else but refining weapons. Please don't tell on me in front of Master. I can't afford it."

In the dim sunlight, Wang Qiyun's face was very serious, as if he was really afraid that she would say something, which was a bit pitiful.

Now sitting in the sedan chair, she heard this peaceful voice again, gently touching the hairpin through the cloth. She suddenly felt some hope and said "OK" softly.

The carriage and horses were slow, and although Luo Qing was far away, we could always get there.
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Xu Xuan was very satisfied with this marriage. Shen Shu had good cultivation and experience in refining robes. He was a talent and had a good personality. He was a good match.

Although the Qiuhu Sect is weak, the mutual assistance between the two factions is beneficial.

The other party's dowry included a copy of "Yun Shang Hua Yi Lu", which is one of the secret methods of clothing making of the Qiu Hulu Sect. Although it is not the true teaching, but only a fragment, it is enough for the temple to refine the best-grade robes for its disciples.

Wen Xiuyun is very good at giving gifts. Most of the disciples in Xu Xuan Sect have few robes to protect them. The Qiu Hulu Sect has few people and does not practice much, so they only accept commissions from the direct descendants of each family, most of whom are at the Qi Refining level.

Now she gave this fetal breathing level clothing making method to Xu Xuan. Her family still had the monopoly on the production of Qi refining level robes, but she gave up some small profits in exchange for a favor.

Wang Xiwei was a little drunk today, and I don’t know if it was intentional.

After the banquet, the newlyweds were sent to the bridal chamber.

Liu Xiaowen asked Xu Xuan curiously what the two were going to do, which made Xu Xuan frown, so he just told him to go play. The young man was a little dissatisfied and ran to the Sutra Library.

Xu Xuan went to Tianqing Peak alone. As the night fell, he could see twinkling lights between Luoqing.

He sat cross-legged on the bluestone, bathing in the moonlight, silently gathering his energy, and took out a red fruit surrounded by flowing flames. It was the fruit of the [Earth Flame Noon Yuan Tree].

This fruit exudes a delicate fragrance and overflows with spiritual energy. Only those who have cultivated Qi can consume it. He gave one to Wang Xiwei and Wen Si'an.

As for Qiyun, he will soon break through to the Qi Refining stage, and his progress in cultivation can be said to be very fast. Xu Xuan also sent him a pill, asking him to take it after the breakthrough to consolidate his cultivation.

The naked fruit entered his mouth and turned into a warm vital energy, nourishing Xu Xuan's body and making the small lake of lightning in his sea of ​​qi expand a little more.

Although the medicinal power of this spiritual object is good, it still requires some hard work. He has only refined a little bit of it temporarily, which only consolidates Xu Xuan's realm after the breakthrough.

"It's far inferior to that [Spirit Gathering Blood Pill]—"

This thought naturally arose in Xu Xuan's mind without any warning, and he didn't even feel that there was anything wrong.

Only after a moment did he suddenly feel a sense of horror, which made him stand up and a layer of fine cold sweat appeared on his back.

He felt a nausea he had never felt before, and the dragon in his spine trembled. Despite his cultivation level of the sixth level of Qi Refining, he actually began to dry heave, but could not spit out anything.

He only felt a series of mournful sounds coming from his internal organs, bones, and blood vessels. The sounds were extremely subtle, but they were clearly transmitted to his mind.

Qiyun's original joy at getting married disappeared in an instant. It seemed as if a scrutinizing gaze came from the depths of the ancestral hall, seeing him clearly.

Xu Xuan originally thought that he could bear the price, but the uneasiness in his conscience was so strong that it tore off his last bit of cover, leaving him naked.

He walked down the mountain in a daze, not daring to look back.

(End of this chapter)