Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 19 Entering Life
Dajingyuan, Chen family.

The unusual movements in the surrounding area did not cause any special reaction from the Chen family, who had closed off the mountain.

Most of the clan members had expressions of panic on their faces. They were already somewhat dissatisfied with the ancestor's order to close the mountain.

Now that strange phenomena have appeared on the plain and the real person is inspecting, many young men are clamoring to give Chen Weiyuan a face-to-face remonstration.

Chen Weiyuan claimed to the outside world that he wanted to practice in seclusion, staying in a secret cave at home. He did not see anyone except Chen Xiyue, and the troublemakers in the clan were turned away.

The interior of the cave was not luxurious, but rather rather plain and simple. Chen Weiyuan and Chen Xiyue played chess. After a while, the old man resigned himself to defeat and sighed softly, saying:

"Xiyue's finishing moves are getting stronger. I'm old, and I really can't beat you."

Chen Xiyue forced a smile upon hearing this. A layer of gloom now covered her originally bright face. She only asked softly:

"Sir, Master Rusu from Tifeng Mountain has come here, and the Demon Refining Tower has recently been guarded by this sect. Could it be that something is missing?"

Chen Weiyuan had already put away the chess pieces and said nonchalantly:
"Even if some monsters escaped, so what? This place, Chiyun, will be destroyed sooner or later. With all the forces fighting against each other, there will be no shortage of monsters."

"Let the big guys like me worry about these things. It's not our turn to plan anything yet. Come on, Xiyue, let's not count the previous one. Let's start over."

Chen Xiyue did not seem to be relieved by these words. With a frown on his face, he continued:

"Now, most of the direct descendants of the various families on the prairie are preparing to break through to the sixth level of Qi Refining and seek the [Life Source]."

"The Duan family member has absorbed the blood and qi, and has already achieved success. The inheritances of all the families are still there, and they still have some energy left. I think there won't be many obstacles in seeking the [Root of Sex]. After a few years, there will be another group of people building their foundation."

Chen Weiyuan seemed to be thinking about something, and just asked:

"Has Qingwei's Xu Xuan broken through to the sixth level now?"

Chen Xiyue looked a little embarrassed and just said:

"Luo Qing is experiencing thunderclouds. He is cultivating thunder magic, and it seems he has succeeded. The Dachiguan Taoist tradition can be traced back to the Middle Ages, and his connection with the Tao is deep. It will be easy for him to obtain the [Root of Nature]."

Chen Weiyuan, however, was not interested in this. He looked somewhat disappointed and just sighed:
"I guess he must have borrowed blood and energy to be so fast."

"During the demon disaster, his sect resisted the most fiercely. Even the elders were gone, and there was nothing they could do."

Chen Xiyue hummed in support of Xu Xuan's argument. On the other side, Chen Weiyuan left the chessboard and walked out of the cave, saying indifferently:
"There's nothing we can do. Everyone has excuses and reasons. Once this thing starts, it can't be stopped."

"Xiyue, the situation we're in now is not something others can do anything about, but it's our fault. When you leave home in the future, think about these things carefully."

Chen Xiyue left the chessboard, knelt down, and said in a mournful voice:

"My Lord, do you really want Xiyue to abandon her family and become his disciple?"

Chen Weiyuan's expression remained unchanged. He stood up, walked out of the cave, looked at his tribesmen at the foot of the mountain, and whispered:
"I've discussed this with the Qinghua Sect in Youzhou, and they've agreed to accept you as their disciple. Once you leave, you'll sever all ties with your family and can no longer claim to be a descendant of the Dajing Chen clan, or a descendant of the Shu Kingdom's imperial family!"

"grandfather!"

Chen Xiyue cried softly, mourning and depressed. Chen Weiyuan didn't even look at her. His voice was vague and a little dejected.

"I won't let you practice the [Earth] method passed down in my family, but instead let you practice [Wood], which is in line with the idea that Wood controls Earth and Jia controls Wu."

"I'm gradually reducing your destiny, weakening my bloodline, and switching to a conflicting technique, all to get you out, at least to leave you with a memory." "I, and everyone else in my family, will be trapped on this plain. Even if we die and our ashes are burned, they will be scattered across this land."

The old man looked toward the horizon and continued in a dreamy tone:
"I couldn't recover my homeland and return it to the old capital, nor could I protect my relatives and continue the family line. I haven't accomplished anything in my life."

"Xiyue, when things are over here, if you have the chance, take my tablet with you and take a trip to the ancient Shu land."

"Look at the places where our ancestors made great achievements, but don't go to the Imperial Mausoleum in Qishan. If my ancestors in the netherworld see me, a sinner, they will blame and scold me."

Chen Xiyue behind him just cried, the sound was extremely mournful, and it spread towards the deep and silent underground.
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Xu Xuan was looking at the blood flower that had grown out of his body. It was shaped like a mandragora and was a tragic red.

This blood flower took root in his sea of ​​qi, located under the [Xuan Qi Lei Mu]. It was originally absorbing the spiritual liquid in the Lei Ze, causing the ancient stele to tremble with its clear light, but now it has restrained the strange phenomenon.

This thing does not have any demonic aura or demonic nature, but Xu Xuan instinctively felt that the previous strange phenomenon was caused by this thing.

It must be something sinister that even the real people from Tifeng Mountain have to come and search in person.

Xu Xuan had read quite a few vernacular novels, so he was very familiar with the plot of an old demon's residual soul possessing a person, and then the two sides came to a compromise and passed on some skills to the protagonist who had a blood feud. These were all clichés.

But the power of the golden-armored god left a huge shadow on Xu Xuan. There were already enough abnormalities in him, and any one of them could bring about the destruction of him and the entire sect.

The memories of his past life in his mind, the ancient white jade stele in his body, the seal characters that could improve aptitude and manifest talents, and this strange red flower.

He felt that he had reached the edge of a cliff, and the lives of Wang Xiwei, Wen Sian and others depended on him. If he was not careful, they would all end up being smashed to pieces.

Fortunately, the ancient monument in his body could temporarily cure the bloodstains, which made Xu Xuan feel relieved.

Now there are four Qi-refining cultivators in the sect, and he, who has obtained the [Life Book], is in charge. Even on the plains, his words carry some weight.

Although the Black Wind Valley had not attacked yet, Xie Shu had already reached the ninth level of Qi Refining for decades, and it was unknown how advanced his cultivation had become.

This man had fought with Wen Fufeng in the past. Although he was defeated miserably, he still managed to survive under the sword intent. Naturally, he had some tricks up his sleeve.

Xu Xuan could see clearly that before he established his foundation, the Black Wind Valley would definitely take action.

As for the Lotus Temple, they should be planning to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between the two tigers, but it is impossible for them to let Xu Xuan build his foundation in peace. There will definitely be a bloody battle at that time.

"It would be great if I could cultivate the sword spirit."

Xu Xuan is now trying to comprehend the notes on sword techniques left by his master, but the sword intent is so mysterious that Xu Xuan simply cannot understand it.

Although Xu Xuan's sword energy has made him rank among the top among his peers in terms of killing power, his skills, magic tools and experience are not as good as those of a family with generations of foundation-building masters, not to mention the Chen family, a direct descendant of the immortal clan that has produced true immortals.

"Now let's take a look at the records that Master left behind about the sword energy entering the life."

When sword energy enters one's life, and sword intent exists within one's nature, replenishing the deficiencies of life and energy, one becomes a sword immortal. Wen Fufeng, with his fourth-grade technique, was known as one of the Three Dao Seeds of the Origin, along with Chen Changqi and Zhu Yucheng. This was precisely the key to his success.

"How does the sword energy enter the life?"

Xu Xuan closed his sword techniques and sighed deeply. The [Dan Ting] in his body felt something and took shape, transforming into a thunderbird that landed on his shoulder, chirping.

(End of this chapter)