Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 165 Five Chisels
The bright golden divine thunder condensed into a brilliant sun, hanging high in the sky. Lightning flashed from time to time, and purple-gold dragons and snakes ran beside the sun.

At noon, there is a mansion in the middle of the day. It is ancient in structure and has a sense of history. The surrounding area is full of fairyland scenes, with bright clouds and misty green fog. You can see the sky above and the underworld below.

Twelve golden-armored gods lined up in front of the palace, holding spears and whips. Further inside, there were twelve fairy maidens, holding fans and scarves. These figures were all condensed from divine thunder, and at this moment they were still and motionless.

The scholar in white took the path to ascend to heaven and went straight into the sun. He was lifted up by the thunder and arrived in front of this palace without any hindrance.

Golden thunder in the mansion condensed into a plaque with a few ancient characters hanging high up, [Xuan Lei Ding Shu]. Zhou Shi looked at it intently, and a slight smile appeared on his elegant and handsome face. The sword intent on the long sword he wore began to emerge, and the Tianshu star shone brightly.

Zhou Shi walked along the road and entered the palace. Along the way, bright and dazzling divine thunder surged and turned into pure golden light, supporting and following him. He crossed the Golden Palace and Silver Throne and came to an elegant pavilion with ease.

The furnishings in the pavilion were simple and ancient, with a green wooden desk on which were placed a few ornaments, each of which was flashing with lightning.

A dragon pen holder carved from black jade was roaring, its scaly claws raised, holding a small tripod of mountains and rivers under its claws, surrounded by a hazy lightning that shook the world.

A scarlet precious feather, with brilliant black-white lightning attached to it, transformed into a law text, facing the small-handled golden knife surrounded by divine thunder beside it.

A ghost statue with a pig's head and a leopard's tail, its body turned into pure gold, ferocious and majestic. At the end was a golden thunder mirror mixed with blood, which was slightly blurry.

Zhou Shi waved his hand lightly and pushed the objects aside. He took out a plain white silk book and slowly wrote down a few names.

"Mu Youdu, Song Shiming, Xiao Xueya."

The silk book was placed on the table, and it did not look magical. He summoned a dark magic sword from his sea of ​​qi, which was surrounded by a deep aura of death, which was very different from the Tianshu magic sword at his waist.

【Fengdu】.

The sword's name was clearly engraved on the blade. Zhou Shi's expression was a little dazed as he gently stroked the sword. The heaven and earth were contained within it. The souls of all the people killed by this sword throughout the ages were all within it, driving them. If they were trapped in hell, they would not be able to reincarnate.

This sword has a more secret use, which is why it fell into his hands.

'An artifact from the underworld.'

He felt that he had committed many murders since leaving the Liao border and traveling to the East China Sea. Even though he did not like killing, he had to draw his sword because of the overwhelming situation.

He bent his finger and pointed. From the tip of the Fengdu sword, a rainbow mist emerged, and a mirage of light appeared. Gradually, a human soul appeared, about as high as a finger, and gradually took shape.

An ugly, monkey-like man in colorful clothes appeared. He was calm and composed. He smiled and said to the person in front of him:
"Master Sword Immortal Zhou, why do you want to order me around?"

"Jingjing, turn the pages of the book."

Zhou Shi's eyes were serious as he took out a colorful page he had obtained after killing Jing Jing'er. On it was written [Record of Five Heart-Destroying Emotions], which included the five emotions: joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, and resentment. It was exactly what came from the blessed land of white paper, and it was of a very high status.

This page of color record has been connected with the core of the cave heaven. Through its status, it covers the cave heaven, spreads throughout the void, and extends to the existence basis of [Surging Tribulation Heaven]. Even the Purple Mansion can hardly detect it.

This is the magic method of the blessed land of blank paper. It is not a supernatural power that interferes with the mind and shakes the soul, but a more sophisticated method. Just pick up the pen.

Jing Jing'er received the order and exerted her strength. Colorful light and magic surged out. She went from joy to anger. Then a ray of Yin fire ignited and fell beside the dragon pen holder. Ashes fell down and covered the black jade dragon's body.

"Mu Youdu."

Zhou Shi recited the name softly, feeling something in his heart. He vaguely sensed a gaze descending from the sky, traveling to the North Sea, and landing in the cave. However, the interweaving of the external fire, gold, and thunder blocked the spying.

"True Lord Xuan Hun is watching. He has been away from worldly affairs for many years, living in the outer world of Lei Ze. This is quite unusual."

Jingjing'er is busy dealing with the scroll of color pages. If he finishes this task, he will have great luck and will surpass Yinniang, Gongsun and others. Especially Kongkong'er, who has no where to go now and may not be able to have any fun.

When his future boss spoke, he naturally wanted to show his support, so he replied:

"This lord has a very great background. Ever since True Lord Qingyu was killed by him, no one has dared to test him."

Zhou Shi looked at [Fengdu]. Among the countless spirits in it, the lowest level ones were on the verge of extinction, and the spirits could only act normally by following them.

Thinking of the person who was invisible in the sky, some doubts arose in his heart. He also knew what happened that year.

'Ordinary people seek the fruition, but He is trapped by the fruition and cannot escape.'

These things are not easy to talk about, so he stopped at this moment, closed his eyes, and quietly observed the changes in the cave without saying a word.

Jing Jing'er is still working hard to maintain the [Five Heart Destruction Records]. His current realm has leaped to the realm of Vajra of Vow Power of Buddha. As long as the adult above continues to kill, the more cultivators come to [Fengdu], the greater his achievements will be.

"You have to work hard wherever you go."

He sighed inwardly. He was first driven by several members of the Liao imperial family. Later, he gave up his Dharma body and squeezed into this [Fengdu]. He never had a moment of peace.

However, thinking about Kong Kong'er's leisurely behavior, he felt a little proud in his heart. He heard that this person had found a small sect of a fallen country. Even if it involved Fengxuan Sword Clan, it was probably not going to cause any big trouble.

"Yinniang is good at finding people."

Jingjing'er chuckled and decided to help this "colleague" today to see what kind of changes could happen.
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After passing the gate of [Tianshu Xijian] and entering it, you will see golden buildings and jade pavilions, auspicious mist and clear light. Under the cover of the formation, you can vaguely see many magical instruments hidden inside.

The Zhen Ju Ling felt something, and words appeared in Xu Xuan's mind, allowing him to quickly understand the origin of this place. It was one of the three places where Xuan Shu Dao stored weapons, from Qi Refining to Foundation Establishment, but only a few Purple Palace spiritual weapons remained, suppressing the formation. "Pick the Foundation Establishment magic weapons of high quality and take as many as you can. As for the spiritual weapons, take a look, maybe you can steal one."

He just wanted to act in secret, otherwise if he was really lucky and got the Purple Mansion Spiritual Weapon, unless he stayed under the rule of the Fire Crow at all times, he would be easily targeted by the magical powers.

Even if the other party does not kill him, forcing him to hand over what he has obtained is normal. After all, Mingze cannot come out. He cannot go to the East China Sea to file a complaint and let the other party take care of Liguo's affairs?

"Fellow Daoist Youdu, have you decided where to go?"

Xu Yi asked softly, his demeanor calm, his eyes looking quite cold.

Only then did Xu Xuan feel something strange. In just a moment, it seemed as if the other party had become a different person. The light and agile temperament completely disappeared, replaced by the cautious and worried look of an ordinary immortal.

Something extremely secretive was changing. He felt that everything around him had changed, yet it also seemed to be the same. He couldn't put his finger on it.

The clear air in the ancient stele began to move slowly at this time, circulating around the qi sea, as if resisting something.

'It's not magical power, but'

Looking at Xu Yi again, he only asked tentatively:

"Fellow Daoist Xu Yi, do you remember what happened earlier?"

Xu Yi's face showed some doubts, and with some fear, he looked at the dragon in front of him and said:
"Youdu Longzi's methods are ingenious. I understand that and have no intention of competing with him."

"As for what happened before, I was forced to do so by the circumstances, and I may have offended you. Yin Leishan and Damingze have no grudges against each other, so I hope Longzi will forgive me."

Xu Xuan suddenly felt a complex emotion in his heart that he couldn't describe. According to common sense, he and the person in front of him had only been together for a short time, but at this moment he couldn't help feeling confused.

He wanted to ask, who are you? But he gave up in the end. He looked cold and said in a deep voice:

"Let's go our separate ways. This place is huge, and we need to look around to find good things."

Xu Yi looked at the dragon son walking to the side, his expression changed slightly, and he began to calculate the benefits in his mind.

"I wanted to take advantage of the situation, but now I have to give up."

Only when she thought about her previous actions did she feel that there were many things wrong. Her words and actions seemed to have returned to her youth, when she was almost naturally relaxed and unrestrained.

"I cultivate the truth, but I have only cultivated something false."

At this moment, she reflected on her true feelings and suddenly felt a sense of worry and panic, and couldn't help but think of her grandfather's words.

"After entering the Purple Mansion, for hundreds of years, cultivation, fighting, and scheming are all that remains for the rest of their lives. Most of these real people and demon kings will live their lives in an ordinary way, and few will truly follow their nature."

"Not to mention some who have cultivated their spiritual powers, seeing and hearing more, their minds undergoing drastic changes, and gradually losing their humanity. Yi'er, do you understand?"

At the beginning, when she had just established her foundation, she smiled and told the old man her ambition that she would become a supernatural power in this life, but what she got was these words.

She put these distracting thoughts aside for a moment, as she had more important things to do now and could not delay any longer.

These random thoughts entangled in her mind, gradually turning into a nameless fire, which made her mind confused.

He walked slowly to the other side and entered a treasure pavilion. The formation changed and Xu Yi's figure gradually disappeared.

Elsewhere, Xu Xuan had already entered a large hall named [Cuihua]. There seemed to be sword light surging in the hall, which almost immediately attracted his attention.

'There is a magic sword in it.'

Xu Xuan was in need of a magic sword. [Dan Ting] had undergone changes in the [Jie Xin Pool] and had changed its appearance, so he could not use it at its full strength. He lacked a magic weapon that could be used by his dragon body. Moreover, he was already good at controlling swords before, so he had to find a suitable one when he entered this time.

Entering, white mist was spreading on the ground. Xu Xuan looked straight to the center of the hall. On the altar, there were two magic swords.

One is engraved with a divine black fire tree, and its entire body is red and yellow, echoing the [Xi Yan], illuminated by the sun's divine light; the other has a laurel and moon palace on it, its color is bright white, surrounded by the bright white and clear moonlight.

'Two matching ancient instruments, the "Lunar" and the "Sun"!'

Xu Xuan's breathing stopped for a moment. Yin and Yang were not obvious. Where could he find such spiritual objects and magic weapons now? A single magic sword was rare, let alone two matching swords. If he could find a spiritual object and use his supernatural power to cultivate it into a spiritual weapon, I'm afraid Zi Fu would be tempted.

"Thunderbolt" is caused by the conflict between yin and yang, which is exactly in line with my philosophy."

He calmed his mind. He had fully understood the magic of [Xi Yan], and the two magic swords in front of him were exactly the same.

Just as he was about to go forward to see how to get it, he heard a burst of laughter behind him.

"Good stuff, I'm lucky today."

Xu Xuan looked back and saw a man in a crimson Taoist robe coming in. He had a smile on his face and was looking straight at the two magic swords, not paying attention to the people in the hall.

(End of this chapter)