Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 182 Fu Yi
Tianli Mountain, one year later, Xu Xuan came out of seclusion.

The dragon's body has already traveled along the [Mingze Sky Road] to Chonghua and joined the Fire Crow. This feeling is quite wonderful, just like controlling a puppet from a distance. His mind is placed on the [Taiqing Dao Realm] and he can increase or decrease his control over one side at any time.

Walking out of the secret room in the main hall, he thought for a moment and went straight to the forging room on the next peak.

Entering, the Yangyang furnace was emitting blazing heat, the fire was blazing, and the fire spirit poked half of its head out of the furnace, laughing non-stop, causing the fire in the furnace to flicker.

Beneath the stove stood a boy of about ten years old, saying something. He had bright eyes and looked quite smart. He was wearing a green top, on which were carefully embroidered hundreds of bats and butterflies, making them look lifelike.

The two men, one was Wen Guang and the other was Cheng Yan. They were a little flustered when they saw the master coming in. Wen Guang's body flashed with fire and he walked out of the furnace. He quickly asked Cheng Yan to salute with him.

"I've met the leader."

The two men spoke in unison, their voices tinged with childishness.

Xu Xuan looked at Cheng Yan. The child was now fourteen years old and had reached the middle stage of fetal breathing. He had already completed the process of guiding spiritual energy into his body and had never slacked off in his practice.

He looked at the two of them and found it quite funny. He waved his hand and let Cheng Yan leave first. The child was as if he had been pardoned. When he walked out of the weapon room, he did not forget to look back and waved at Wen Guang.

"You seem to be living a leisurely life, and Chengyan has come to look for you."

Wen Guang's face froze below, and the fire around him stagnated. He immediately stepped forward and said with a sincere wish:

"Congratulations to the Sect Leader for his success. Your cultivation has improved. Your supernatural powers are not far away, and your sword intent is within sight."

As he spoke, the fire spirit raised his head slightly, revealing a pitiful look, and said in a low voice:

"Master, Wen Guang has not slacked off. He is teaching Cheng Yan the art of weapon refining. We are talking excitedly, hence the laughter."

Xu Xuan let him stand up, with a mysterious smile on his face, and said:
"Wen Guang, of course I know you haven't been lazy these past few years. You've either been refining weapons or preaching. I've been watching everything. The sect can't do without you."

The fire spirit below was startled when he heard this, a flash of fire flashed on his face, and he was quite moved. He said hurriedly:
"The master is the one who has worked hard and made great contributions. I think of your kindness day and night and cannot sleep peacefully."

"You fire spirits still want to sleep?"

Wen Guang below realized that he had let something slip, so he just laughed it off and said softly:

"Master, is there something wrong with you looking for me?"

Xu Xuan didn't bother with these trivial matters. He took out a mustard seed, handed it to the other party, and said softly:

"There are some spiritual objects inside. I want you to refine three sets of armor. I want Wu Earth, Zhen Lei, and Sha Qi."

"My requirements are all written down on the jade slips. Please read them carefully and make sure nothing is missing. The spiritual objects in them are enough to refine three pieces of armor of the ancient magical instrument level."

Xu Xuanshou estimated that the spiritual objects he had were enough to refine ten ancient magic weapons. If considered from the three uses of protection, attack and assistance, he could fully arm three foundation-building warriors, and they would be no less capable than the thugs of the Zifu forces.

"Master, where is this from?"

Wen Guang below was a little confused, and looked at the spiritual object in the mustard seed with a little surprise.

"secret."

Xu Xuan smiled lightly, then patted Wen Guang's shoulder. The fire spirit below was very tactful and instantly extinguished the flames on his shoulder, smiling along.

"Put your heart into it and it will be best if you can refine it within three years."

When Wen Guang below heard this, he felt like the sky was falling. He had been living like a god recently, refining some objects, talking about refining methods, and spending the rest of the time sleeping soundly in the furnace. Did the leader not like this and wanted to deal with him?
Sparks gradually fell from behind Wen Guang, and he chuckled softly:
"Master, I haven't established my foundation yet, I'm afraid I can't do this..."

"It's okay, I'm ready."

Xu Xuan's smile grew wider as he took out two rays of red fire. These were the true fire he got from An Xianhui and put into the [Chi Yuan Jie Huo], and then the two foundation-building fires separated by Tian Tuo.

This was done just to cover up the situation. Wen Guang, who was below, saw the two Bing Fires and was delighted. He immediately knelt down and shouted:
"Thank you, Master. Wen Guang will certainly live up to your trust."

Wen Guang opened his mouth and sucked, and the two red flames were instantly absorbed by him. The cultivation level of this fire spirit immediately rose to the middle stage of foundation building. Then he drilled into the furnace and began to smelt various spiritual objects.

"Work hard, and I'll find the Purple Palace Spiritual Fire for you in the future."

After saying this, Xu Xuan turned around and left, ready to check out the situation in the sect.

Wen Guang poked his head out of the furnace and said hurriedly:

"Farewell, Master."
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On the Tianqing Peak, in front of the Juzhen Palace, the green pines remain the same as before.

A man in green was sitting under a pine tree, holding a sword with his eyes closed. His cultivation had reached the fifth level of Qi Refining. His aura was restrained, and a bright white light shone on his silver sword. The sword energy changed on the sword like flowing water.

The wind was blowing strongly on the peak. He drew his sword and the white sword energy rose up. He slashed along and separated the howling gale. Qingyi did not move, and there was no breeze in front of him.

"good."

A voice interrupted his sword-training. Upon hearing it, Liu Xingfang turned around and saw his master, and hurriedly saluted. Xu Xuan had been in seclusion for nearly two years, and Liu Xingfang often came to this green pine to practice swordsmanship.

"Congratulations, Master, for completing your retreat."

Liu Xingfang showed some joy on his face, while Xu Xuan looked at the green pine tree and spoke with a hint of emotion in his voice.

"Your master forged the sword right here, then it was me, and now it's your turn."

Liu Xingfang listened quietly at the side. He felt that his master had changed after his retreat. It was not an improvement in his cultivation, but some more hidden change, like metal and stone being forged into a sword.

Xu Xuan looked at the disciple with great satisfaction. He took out a mustard seed and whispered,

"Please take the things inside first. Go to Tianli Mountain for a few days to meditate and break through the sixth level."

The mustard seed contained a [Tianfeng Ding Thunder], produced by Tianli Mountain. Xu Xuan now possessed two thunders each from Zhen and Shen, and one each from She and Xiao. He would hand over the one with a more easily explained origin to Xingfang. There were also two elixirs, both of the same caliber as the [Ci Li Yi Ling Dan], which could increase cultivation and break through bottlenecks. Xu Xuan had a total of twelve on hand.

As for the rest, it was a jade slip that recorded three spells, all of which were obtained from the Xuanshu Taoist Canon. They were modified and simplified by Tiantuo, and their appearance was changed. They were all roughly of the fourth grade, and with Liu Xingfang's level of Qi training, they were suitable for practice.

"Master, Xingfang is not short of food, this is still..."

Liu Xingfang subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Xu Xuan said seriously:

"But this is not given to you for nothing. Ever since Xiao Wen left, you have been in charge of Wangqi Hall. This can be considered as a reward from the sect. Keep it well."

"Have you ever reached the realm of sword energy?"

Xu Xuan looked at the silver-white magic sword in Liu Xingfang's hand. The white sword energy on it was extinguished and seemed to be leaving the sword body.

"Occasionally, I can activate it outside my body and release a wisp of sword energy, but it's not stable."

Liu Xingfang felt a little ashamed and felt that he had disappointed his master.

"That's fine. It's great to see you making progress. You're the only one in the sect who's making the fastest progress and the most focused and persistent in your sword training."

"Go ahead, go to Tianli for retreat and break through the sixth level first."

Liu Xingfang took the order and immediately left on the thundercloud.

Xu Xuan felt the seal script of [Calamity Comes Naturally] in his sea of qi. The sword energy on it was flourishing and the thunder of calamity was rolling. He naturally wanted to pass this seal script to Xingfang. Although this disciple came from a noble family, his character and talent were first-class, and he was the best candidate.

"I wonder what's going on with Xiao Wen?"

Thinking of Liu Xiaowen, Xu Xuan felt a sense of emptiness in his heart and couldn't help but worry.

During his retreat, he actually had a dream. In the dream, he saw a skeleton holding a pair of jades with sun and moon patterns. It said to him in a sad voice:

"Master, Xiao Wen got it back for you."

This dream almost made Xu Xuan lose his concentration. When he opened his eyes, a layer of fine cold sweat appeared on his back, making him uneasy, as if he was covered by a layer of dark clouds.

Fortunately, Xiao Wen could sense the seal characters from afar and knew that he was in good condition. The clear energy even showed that this disciple had reached the seventh level of Qi Refining and was making rapid progress.

He made up his mind and turned into lightning in an instant, heading towards Dongmi. This place was already under the protection of a large formation. The Shouqing Camp was stationed on Yuheye. Many disciples came and went, and most of them were at the first or second level of Qi Refining.

"There is no shortage of Qi Refining personnel in the sect."

Xu Xuan's mind moved, and he hid his body and fell straight down to a mountain peak.

A thin man in a black robe was standing here. He was at the sixth level of Qi training. His yellow eyes were slightly bright as he looked towards the east, as if he was looking at something.

"Congratulations, Master, for coming out of seclusion."

When Xu Fayan saw the visitor, he bowed respectfully with his eyes lowered.

"How is Wu Huang doing lately?"

"Reporting to Master, the various barbarians are gradually uniting and worshipping the witch god [Ji Xiang] transformed by the Shuchun. They often sacrifice living people, mostly young boys and girls, and are barbaric and cruel."

"Some tribes even came to harass us again. In the past two years, we have killed nearly ten thousand barbarians, which has deterred them. Finally, they have calmed down a lot."

Xu Xuan felt a little depressed when he heard this. Shu Chun was a poisonous snake. Now he was right next to Qing Wei and had boarded the Song family's boat. It was really unsettling.

"Master, there is one more thing. The Qionghe Wuren who was guarding Wuhuang back then came to Dongmi and said he wanted to see you."

"She is in the late foundation building stage, but she hasn't caused any trouble. She just said she will come again until you are willing to see her."

Xu Fayan spoke in a low voice, seeming a little apprehensive.

"is her."

Xu Xuan thought of this person. She practiced the orthodox method of "Blood Qi". Most importantly, half of her body was made up of a dragon and snake. Just like Wen Sian when he was a child, she was born with the ability to "subdue and change the body".

"The method of transforming Qi that Master left behind is officially named [Notes on Fu Yi Sword Qi], what is the connection between them?"

"Tian Tuo, [Fu Yi Gu] is a saint's unique appearance. Were there saints in ancient times whose half body was a dragon and snake?"

Xu Xuan asked in his mind, he clearly remembered that the [Jade Blood Heavenly Heart Technique] was modeled after the strange appearance of ancient saints, imitating some of their divine power, and even the Heavenly Eye between the eyebrows was inherited from a True Lord in Shu.

"Perhaps there was, but that era was too ancient, and even the cultivation methods had not yet been established, so it is difficult to verify who it was."

Tian Tuo also seemed a little puzzled. He had certainly seen the scene of Xu Xuan's reincarnation. After a moment of contemplation, he continued:
"You must contact this sorcerer. You might be able to ask him about the [Fu Yi Bo], and then you can deduce some of the situation."

Xu Xuan sighed lightly. The matter involved his master's family, so he couldn't afford to be careless.

Continuing to discuss some matters with Fayan, Xu Xuan took out a mustard seed-sized object and handed it to the disciple. The objects inside were similar to those given to Xingfang, except that the thunder was replaced by various earth-virtue spiritual objects. He then said in a deep voice:
"You accept these things and go to Tianli for seclusion. I will come out and observe the situation. You should concentrate on your cultivation first."

"With your aptitude, in another ten years or so, you will probably be able to reach the ninth level. Then, after taking the elixir, you can prepare to build your foundation."

After Xu Xuan finished giving the instructions, he asked the disciple to go to Tianli and go into seclusion.

He stood quietly on the top of the Dongmi Mountain and looked down.

At the border of Lingyuanye, the corpses of many barbarians were carefully arranged and piled into a small hill. The green and yellow light of the earth was flowing, preventing the blood and rotten water from flowing out. Various poisonous insects gathered at the foot of this mountain of corpses, gnawing and decomposing them bit by bit.

(End of this chapter)