Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 168 Cracks
[Qingyang Weiling Pavilion] stands at the core. The pavilion is extremely high, reaching into the clouds, with the top invisible in the distance. Golden thunder is gathering, and Qingyang is hanging high in the sky.

You are the Thunder Pond. The thunder is calm and without ripples. From a distance it looks like black iron, but in sight it is all dark black. Several people are standing quietly outside the pool. Their cultivation is all in the middle stage of foundation building. They don't say a word and there is silence for a while.

Song Shiming and Xiao Xueya were extremely powerful, standing at the two ends of the thunder pool, their auras unstable. It was obvious that the two sides had fought a battle, and even most of the people who came here looked like they had gone through a hard battle.

Yun Zangyu, a member of the reggae sect, was moved when he saw Xu Xuan. He saluted from a distance, as if he wanted to come up and talk to him, but he finally stopped and looked a little apologetic.

Xu Xuan had a good impression of this monster. He smiled at it and told it not to come up. He then looked at Luo Shunfu who was standing beside him. He was the direct descendant of Chi Lei Dao.

The man was still wearing the bright blue armor, with a calm expression, holding an electronic microscope in his hand, standing alone. Xu Xuan had practiced the blood qi method, so he could naturally sense the stench of blood and qi on the other person.

Luo Shunfu seemed to be looking at him with a hidden gaze, which made Xu Xuan feel uncomfortable.

"Practicing thunder magic and consuming blood and qi, does this mean you don't want to achieve supernatural powers?"

Xu Xuan didn't want to pay any attention to this person. Chi Lei Dao was related to the Liu family, so he took a few more glances at him. If it came to fighting, the person in front of him was not worth mentioning.

The only ones who were truly qualified to start a war with Xu Xuan were Song Shiming and Xiao Xueya. These two people were from the imperial family and were obviously not comparable to ordinary people. The three of them stood on each side and confronted each other quietly.

In the Qi Sea, the True Feather given by the Fire Crow suddenly felt something. This time when he entered, Xu Xuan did not suppress it with the clear Qi. Now the voice coming from it was exactly that of Daoyan. The Purple Mansion could already interfere with this place!

"The Xu Ling Palace is waiting outside. Once you have obtained the Essence Fluid, head east quickly. Yuan Yi will come to help you. Don't get entangled with them. This sect's methods are despicable and they don't care about face."

Daoyan's voice was unclear, and Xu Xuan could barely hear it. His heart sank. Even though he was not afraid of the heir of Xu Ling Palace, it would not be a good thing if he got entangled with him and was surrounded by other forces.

The sound of Taoism in the pavilion grew louder and louder, sweeping down, as if hundreds of immortal cultivators were chanting together:

"[Mysterious Thunder is mighty, and the position of Tianshu is fixed]"

Everyone took out their tokens and stopped fighting at the same time. They sat in meditation on the spot, connected their minds, and mobilized white energy to exchange for the Taoist scriptures.

Xu Xuan calmed his mind, the Zhenjiu Order connected his mind, and the Taoist Canon records appeared. He began to read them carefully.

The vast amount of text that poured in shocked his mind, and then he directly chose the [Zelei Lulong Sutra] in exchange for the complete text of this technique. At this point, he had achieved supernatural powers and had a way to go.

The part left to exchange for the Thunder Tribulation Essence Fluid, the remaining white gas in the token should be able to be exchanged for a volume of sixth-grade exercises, or three high-grade spells.

This made Xu Xuan feel a little troubled. The sixth-grade martial arts technique was hard to find in ordinary purple mansions, and it was only recorded in the Taoist scriptures left by such true monarchs. However, he had already cultivated the [Jiang Lei Ze]. Even if it was exchanged, the sect would not dare to send anyone to practice it.

"It's still more cost-effective to exchange it for magic."

Sixth-grade spells basically require the Purple Mansion realm to practice, and a lot of spiritual objects must be refined. This is to prepare for the future. Fifth-grade spells can be initially performed with the help of the immortal foundation, and their combat power is improved the fastest.

His mind turned, and he began to search for what he needed in the Taoist Canon. The first thing he looked for was the spells related to thunder and swordsmanship.

After a long search, he finally found a scripture that was just right for him. It was the fifth-grade sword technique, the [Zhujie Sword Canon].

Only one copy of this sword manual was worth two white auras of fifth-grade spells, but Xu Xuan did not hesitate and bought it directly. The most important thing was to have something that suited him. He had only practiced "Congming Yiqi Sword Art" before, which was only of the third grade. Now he seldom used it. This sword manual could make up for the shortcoming.

Now there is still some white gas left, and Xu Xuan does not want to work hard on the fifth-grade magic. What he has now is enough to practice all the way to supernatural powers, and it is even a little too much.

"Sixth-grade magic, if you miss this opportunity, you may never see it again in the future."

Xu Xuan's heart sank. Tiantuo had never passed down a sixth-grade spell, so how could he miss it today? He calmed down and looked at the upper level of the Taoist Canon, but the sixth-grade thunder spell only had a name and no other information.

[The Art of Holding the Thunder], [The Innate Fire Thunder], [The Secret of the Doumu Dantian], [The Thunder Talisman of the Earth God], [The Five Thunders from Heaven], etc.

'Which one?'

His heart sank. If he could find a scroll that he couldn't cultivate now, then it would be worth it. If Tiantuo were here, he would be able to see through his mistakes. But now he could only rely on himself.

Xu Xuan tried to activate the immortal talisman, but there was still no response, so he had to make a decision.

【The art of holding thunder】.

He was determined in his mind to send out all the white gas. Compared with other thunder techniques, this technique attracted him more.

Vast texts flooded into his mind, and Xu Xuan felt his consciousness tremble. This scroll contained so many changes in magic and profound theories that he could only understand a small part of it, almost as if he was reading a heavenly book.

'Thunder Palace's magic!'

Xu Xuan was shocked. He knew that Xuanshu Dao was inherited from Lei Palace, but he couldn't help but be surprised when he actually got this scroll of magic.

His mind returned, and he glanced at these Taoist scriptures with some reluctance. He didn't know into which hands this [Qingyang Weiling Pavilion] would end up. Such Taoist scriptures would probably tempt the Jindan forces.

The people around them gradually regained their composure, evidently having gained something. The Daoist chanting from the Treasure Pavilion above gradually died down, and the Thunder Pool below began to stir. Thunder surged, shocking everyone. Six balls of dark lightning fluid materialized, radiating images of growth and destruction. This was the Thunder Tribulation Essence Fluid, a rare and precious spiritual object.

All the cultivators raised their tokens and slowly drew the ball of thunder liquid, looking around with fear. Xu Xuan was even more on guard. According to Daoyan, the people from the Xu Ling Palace had already entered and there was no guarantee that they would not show up.

Xu Yi, who was standing beside him, collected the thunder liquid and handed a jade slip to Xu Xuan, whispering:

"Change your technique first, someone is coming outside."

Xu Xuan's mind sank, it turned out not to be that easy. He casually condensed lightning and engraved the scriptures on the jade slip, and the two sides exchanged their skills.

"The Wujiu Yujing Method, the immortal foundation of cultivation is [Cheng Wujiu], which has a fifth-grade escape technique."

Xu Yi, who was standing aside, looked a little nervous. He finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the ball of thunder essence liquid slowly fall into the token. All the cultivators present also took out the essence liquid and gradually retreated.

The mysterious aura here subsided, and Xu Xuan was about to go east. According to his perception, Yang Yuanyi was there, and once they met, there would be nothing to worry about. However, the following changes stopped him.

[Qingyang Weiling Pavilion] is supported by the thunder pool, rising from the ground, gradually shrinking, and rushing into the sun condensed from the golden thunder in the sky. Below the pavilion is a crack that emits endless Netherworld energy, and the sound of ghosts crying can be heard faintly.

Boundless dark light penetrated the cave and separated along the line where the [Qingyang Weiling Pavilion] was originally located, blocking the road to the east. The faces of all the cultivators present changed, and they all flew away, away from this place.

Xu Yi flew out with Xu Xuan. She seemed to recognize the origin of the crack and said in a trembling voice:

"It's the ferry crossing of the ancient underworld. It unexpectedly fell into the cave. Xuanshu Dao thinks that's why."

Before she could finish, Xu Xuan stopped, his face darkening. He saw several people blocking the way ahead, waiting quietly.

A man in a white robe, with silver eyes flashing and a noble aura, held a black pagoda in his hand, with a smile on his lips, as if he had been waiting for a long time. Silver-colored Xinjin magic light surged around his body, and a soft, spiritual, and warm meaning was revealed.

The other party's cultivation has reached perfection, just like Yang Yuanyi. He can break through the Purple Mansion at any time and stay in the Foundation Establishment stage, probably for today.

"My name is Nan Xiu, and I come from the Void Spirit Hall. Fellow Daoist Youdu, if you hand over the Thunder Tribulation Essence Fluid, there will be no need for us to fight."

Xu Xuan looked at him with his ferocious dragon-like eyes, slowly pulled out Dan Ting, and his voice was cold, echoing throughout the place.

"I'd like to see what you have in store."

Xu Xuan must absolutely protect this spiritual creature. After all, he owes the Fire Crow a favor. Ming Xin asks himself that although this clan is useful to him, they still respect him very much and are worthy of making friends.

A golden thunder mixed with blood flashed by, and Luo Shunfu came here at some point. He looked at Xu Xuan with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Mu Youdu, you are a demon, yet you covet my immortal spiritual objects. Why don't you hand them over immediately?"

"Mingze may be valuable, but I, the Immortal Dao of Liguo, will not hesitate to give in!"

Xu Xuan sighed softly. He hated this kind of people the most. His eyes were cold as he looked over and said,
"I hate people like you the most. I'll kill you first."

He drew his sword and stood up, his sword energy pouring down like a river from the sky, moving forward courageously. Luo Shunfu's face changed, and wind and rain rose on his bright blue armor, and a blue bird began to dance, but it was to no avail, as he was cut by the sword and flew backwards.

Nan Xiu's silver eyes shone brightly. He activated the pagoda, and the evil spirit surged, protecting Luo Shunfu. He still smiled and said softly:
"Fellow Daoist Youdu, do you really want me to take action?"

The black Yin scales on Xu Xuan's neck clanged, and he put his fingers together and drew a line. Three magic swords, [Danting], [Qingzhi] and [Muming], came out at the same time, and thunder, moonlight and shock light surged continuously.

"It's not up to you to make a move now."

He shook his head slightly, sneered, and turned to look at her with those violent and ferocious eyes, and said coldly:

"But shall I forgive your offense?"

Xu Yi stood quietly aside. Her grandfather kept sending her messages, asking her to stay away from here and avoid getting involved in the dispute. She made up her mind, took out the small tripod, and stood side by side with Long Zi beside her.

"Why, Yin Leishan wants to get involved in this?"

Luo Shunfu stood beside Nan Xiu, like a poisonous snake, speaking viciously. This time he had completely torn his relationship with the Fire Crow. If the old Fire Crow recovered, there would be no place for the Thunder Dao in Chonghua.

"you misunderstood."

Xu Yi's eyes gradually brightened, her purple clothes sparkled, and her lively and cheerful temperament returned to her. She just smiled and said:
"What other reasons do I need to deal with you?"

The two sides were on the verge of a fight, sword energy and lightning flooded the place, the crack in the distance was getting wider and wider, the ancient underworld was gradually merging with the cave heaven, and the ghosts in the underworld were crying incessantly, as if weeping and complaining.

(End of this chapter)