Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 18 Real Person
The sky was dark, the evil star was looming, and a gloomy air sank down. From the Seven Mountains of Qingwei to Dajingyuan, whirlwinds were set off. The sky was dim and the earth was dark. The spiritual beast left this house and the green pines fell on that mountain.

This vision was extremely terrifying. Xu Xuan felt that the last time he had seen such a scene was in the Yuliu Mountains in the south, where a group of monsters invaded and caused a disaster.

Looking from Tianqing in the distance towards the direction of Dajingyuan, he saw that all the families had activated their formations. The people on the plain were in chaos and it was impossible to tell what was happening.

Wen Sian has led his disciples to retreat to Luoqing and activated the [Fire Crossing and Long Qi Formation] as if facing a powerful enemy.

"Could it be that the demonic mountains of Yuliu to the south are about to attack?"

Xu Xuan instinctively felt that this strange phenomenon revealed a hidden evil spirit, which made him worry.

The strange phenomenon in the sky came and went quickly. Xu Xuan did not see any trace of monsters. Suddenly, the sky became bright again, and it was sunny and beautiful again.

Elsewhere, the Li River suddenly became silent, the Lotus Temple in the pure land of Jiangbei withdrew its splendor, and the believers in the Ci Hai Temple on the big plate dispersed, and they dared not look up.

The figure of a golden-armored god appeared in the sky. His face could not be seen clearly. He was wearing armor with fine scales and black patterns, and a frost-shining helmet. A cloud of white mist shrouded his face, as if he didn't want people to see his true appearance.

The metal objects on both sides of the Li River trembled continuously. Some swords, spears, and knives were affected by the breath of the god and fell to the ground. They turned into golden snakes, bronze sparrows, etc., and kowtowed to the man in the sky. Then they turned into statues.

The Buddhist chanting in the Lotus Temple was completely subsided. Not daring to anger the man in the sky, all the Qingwei sects saluted the sky to show their respect.

Xu Xuan only took one look at the man's face, and a sharp golden aura emerged in his eyes, making him shed tears of blood. He immediately ordered his disciples not to move rashly, let alone look at the figure of the man in the sky.

"Zifu Zhenren."

There was no other possibility that such power could come from other than the Purple Mansion. Xu Xuan vaguely guessed where this golden-armored deity came from.

It should be the Tifeng Mountain in Tianshui County, north of Chiyun. This family practices [hiding gold], and there are many golden men, iron horses, bronze sparrows and jade dragons in the mountain.

As soon as this real person appeared, the surrounding metals began to show spirits, and even the [Dan Ting] in his Qi Sea felt it faintly, telling Xu Xuan to stop.

'It must be because of this vision.'

The only place in Chiyun County that has a real person in charge is the Changsheng Temple in the north. Now that this family has not expressed its position, Qingwei and Dajingyuan would never dare to disobey. However, the Chen family still sealed the mountain and did not move, which seems to show that they still have some confidence.

The golden-armored deity took a light step and instantly arrived above Dajingyuan. He took out a bronze mirror with a Taotie pattern painted on it, and emitted a mysterious light, scanning every household and door, even the Chen family was no exception.

Xu Xuan did not dare to show any abnormality at the moment. The white jade ancient stele in his qi sea had completely restrained its brilliance at this moment, and turned into a white mist and disappeared. The ancient seal script in his sea of consciousness [The sword rises from the abyss, the black dragon walks like thunder] shrank directly to the deepest part, gathered into a point, and sank to the bottom of the sea of consciousness.

As for the blood flower, it was now attached to the [Xuan Qi Lei Mu] and turned into a small branch surrounded by lightning.

Xu Xuan didn't dare to think or move at this moment. He was afraid that the man would notice something was wrong and use some soul-searching method.

The golden-armored god surveyed the sky but seemed to gain nothing, so he withdrew his magical powers and prepared to leave.

Just as Xu Xuan calmed down and prepared to comfort the frightened people, the [Dan Ting] in his Qi Sea suddenly trembled like crazy, rushed out on its own, turned into a thunder bird, and landed on Xu Xuan's shoulder.

There was no sense of any change in the aura, and the golden-armored god had unexpectedly landed behind Xu Xuan without him noticing.

He could not see any vitality in the majestic and ferocious black armor. A ball of white mist was flowing inside the helmet, and he could not even see the expression of the person opposite him.

Xu Xuan immediately knelt down and saluted, saying respectfully:

"I've seen a real person."

The man on the other side remained silent, but just took a step closer. White mist was floating under his armor, making people wonder whether there was really flesh and blood inside.

Xu Xuan was lifted up bit by bit by an invisible force. He couldn't muster any desire to resist. He lowered his Qi to a minimum, confined all his magical power, and maintained a respectful expression, not daring to show even the slightest disrespect. The bronze mirror was raised, and a mysterious light shone down, illuminating Xu Xuan's internal organs, Qi Sea, and Spiritual Platform, but found nothing unusual.

The heavy pressure on Xu Xuan did not dissipate, but became heavier. His bones made crackling sounds as if they could not bear the weight, and his calves were almost crushed.

He still didn't dare to say a word, but just lowered his eyebrows respectfully.

The golden-armored deity seemed to be thinking about something, and suddenly turned towards the direction of the ancestral hall on the peak.

"Is this Wen Fufeng's mountain gate? Who are you to him?"

The sound was like the collision of metal and iron, without any trace of human energy, which made Xu Xuan's ears bleed.

"Reporting to the Immortal, my sect is the Dachi Temple, Wen Fufeng is my master, and now I have the honor of being the head."

Xu Xuan replied with some difficulty, he didn't know how many ribs in his chest were broken.

The heavy pressure on his body suddenly dissipated. The person opposite him seemed to blow a breath, and a warm wind brushed past. Xu Xuan's injuries recovered instantly, and his body became tougher than before. Even the [Dan Ting] developed some spirituality and was instantly upgraded to the upper level of Qi training.

"Aside from the sword energy, there's really nothing to praise about it. It's far inferior to your master."

Xu Xuan looked up again, and the golden-armored god opposite him had disappeared, but Xu Xuan still did not dare to show any anger. Instead, he saluted again in the direction of Tianshui County to show his farewell.

After a while, Wen Si'an rushed up the mountain, saw the bloodstains on the ground, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly took out the elixir and helped Xu Xuan up. He was relieved to know that he was not seriously injured.

"Some of the disciples in the sect have seen the real person's Dharma body and are now blind. They are being led by Gao Xia to recover. The remaining weapons are unattended and have transformed. After the person left, they have become scrap metal."

Wen Sian sounded a little uneasy as he explained the situation to Xu Xuan one by one.

"Fortunately, nothing serious happened. That gentleman was a reasonable man. He let me go as he saw I was nothing special and even gave me a chance to improve myself."

After saying this, Xu Xuan smiled and took out [Dan Ting] to show Wen Si'an. He didn't dare to tell her everything about his previous experience for fear of making her sad.

"You should rest on the peak for the next few days. The matter of the spiritual field has been resolved. Senior Brother Xi Wei and I are in charge of the sect, so you don't have to worry."

Wen Sian had a frown on his face, obviously not believing what Xu Xuan said. There was blood on the ground, and his robes were torn to pieces. Although he had no injuries, he must have suffered a lot.

Xu Xuan was forced by Wen Si'an to rest for a few days, and then the woman hurried down the mountain to take care of the chaos in the sect.

After returning to Juzhen Palace, Xu Xuan suddenly felt a chill running through his bones.

"Could this Immortal have left some magical powers on me and is still watching me now?"

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he felt that the real person's spies were everywhere, making him feel uneasy.

At this time, the ancient white jade stele in the Qi Sea took shape, and the blood flower also fell from the [Xuan Qi Lei Mu], and the dragon in the sea of consciousness stretched its body wantonly.

A clear light flowed out from the ancient stele, illuminating Xu Xuan's entire body, bones, flesh and blood. It was more transparent than the bronze mirror used by the immortal. Xu Xuan looked carefully and found nothing unusual, so he felt relieved.

The blood flower was enveloped by the clear light, and withered with a wail, as if struck by lightning.

Xu Xuan looked inward and it seemed that the appearance of the real person from Tifeng Mountain was closely related to this flower.

(End of this chapter)