Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 220 Life and Death
In the pavilion, all the monks sat down.

The mist was thick and gradually blurred the vision. Xu Xuan didn't know where the white mist came from. It was as if a thin curtain was separating everyone, and water vapor was pouring to the ground, moist with dewdrops.

Xu Xuan looked up silently. The black ink and white mist around Mr. Yuan merged into one, making it almost impossible to distinguish his expression.

"Yue Jue, flying sword."

Xu Xuan silently recited the name, and the sword intent seemed to tremble. To be honest, the first technique he used was flying sword, and he even specialized in spiritual awareness. Now, when facing the enemy, he can control several swords at the same time.

Song Shiyi above slowly swept his gaze over the crowd, with some unclear meaning in his eyes. After all these days, he had already reached the late stage of foundation building.

On the other side, the man in golden clothes slowly looked at Xu Xuan. This man was handsome and otherworldly, with bright golden pupils and inner aura. His golden clothes were gorgeous and flowing, with a sun-flame tree embroidered on his cuffs. His every move was filled with the majesty of the sun.

Xu Xuan looked back at him without any hesitation. As the two of them sized each other up, his [Pool of Tribulation] felt something and began to surge within his Qi Sea. Silver-white lightning surged out, and thousands of fine silver rays of light gathered and targeted the man in front of him.

The swords of the two men were unsheathed at this time, and the two colors of gray and white filled the pavilion. The Danting sword had a slender body, and the sword guard was decorated with patterns of wind, thunder, and sky roc. Three rays of lightning, blue, white, and purple, were hidden on the sword body, flickering, and turned into the sun, moon, and stars, forming the image of three scenes.

The opponent's white magic sword was like new snow, emitting a vast white light, with golden light hidden inside. The light was like trembling water waves, and ripples appeared with the sound of the sword.

Lu Guan, who was standing by, felt anxious when he saw that the two were about to confront each other for some reason. After all, it was he who took the lead in Taiping Mountain and invited these sword immortals who had established their foundation at that time to watch the ceremony. If they started fighting now, it would not be good.

"It's indeed Shelei, and it's at odds with the Taoist tradition of the Japanese government."

Yuan Gong's old and turbid voice came from above, and after a few coughs, the magic swords of the two people below fell back into their sheaths.

"My name is Li Shangmi, the master of the Dijian Pavilion of Zhongyang Prefecture. May I know who you are?"

"Xu Xuan, the master of Dachi Monastery."

Xu Xuan replied in a deep voice, thinking about the previous situation in his heart. He felt that it was the nature of the Taoist orthodoxy, but he had also seen the Sun Monk, and Li Jinzhi last time did not provoke this reaction.

Lord Yuan sat in the upper seat, gently clearing away the mist. His clear eyes swept towards the two people below, and he spoke softly:
"Zhongyang Mansion is the Dao vein of [Da Ri Xian Mansion]. When the Qi was not apparent at the beginning, the Great Sun pressed down, and the community thunders died. Then, the Divine Thunder and the Shocking Thunder took over as the heavenly punishment thunder tribulations. Therefore, when the two of you met, there was a conflict between the swords."

"Senior, could you please tell me more? I don't know much about the past of the Thunder Palace."

Xu Xuan looked up with a serious expression, but heard Yuan Gong laugh out loud.

"I can't say for sure about this matter. It could easily trigger a thunderbolt. Why don't you let Yu Hua come and discuss it? After all, the demise of the Thunder Palace should be recorded in your mansion."

"It is recorded, but Fellow Daoist Xu Xuan, why don't we have a duel first? Although we have no hatred against each other, due to our Taoist lineage, it's not very pleasant to sit and hold grudges when we meet."

From Li Shangmi's golden eyes, it seemed that his aura was slightly revealed, and he was also in the middle stage of foundation building. Since the two met, they had been feeling depressed, and now they finally faced each other.

"That's fine. Since you're so inclined, just draw your sword."

Xu Xuan's voice was steady, but Lu Guan beside him looked a little worried. He had not expected that their meeting would be like this.

"This person is a descendant of the Sun Palace, practicing the ancient methods that predate the Golden Crow's ascension to the throne. You'd better be careful."

Tiantuo spoke softly at this time, and Xu Xuan felt that the calamity pool in his body was getting more and more intense. Thousands of dense silver rays of light gathered in his sea of qi, and the stimulating Danting sword kept ringing.

"Since we're going to compete, there should be a prize." Li Shangmi smiled warmly and flicked his sword. "If you win, I'll tell you about the old days of the Thunder Palace and the fourth-grade magic volume, the Sun Sect."

"If you lose, then how about you tell me about the Thunder Palace's traditions and show me the secret thunder techniques of the Scroll Society?"

When Xu Xuan heard this, his heart moved slightly. He thought that the magic of the sun must be extraordinary.

However, the method of She Lei is also hard to find in the world. Xu Xuan has only practiced the [She Lei Nether Fire Talisman Sword] now. This spell is already his most powerful one besides the sword robe. If he changes the [Small Nether Poison Fire] to [Small Disaster Fire], its power will be further increased.

"Bet with him."

Tian Tuo's voice sounded, and he said in a low voice:
"The teachings of the Sun Palace are ancient methods of the sun. They are not as overbearing and majestic as the Golden Crow, but are closer to the original nature of the sun. Comprehending them will benefit one's cultivation."

Xu Xuan's eyes gradually turned pure silver-white, and a strong sense of punishment arose. He smiled and said:

"Sure, I have the Thunder Palace Technique, which I obtained by chance. If you want to bet, I will follow you."

Gongsun Xi, who was sitting next to them, had bright eyes at this time. It was obvious that he was quite interested in the argument between the two and was about to speak.

"What if I come too? I don't have any inheritance from the Sun Palace or Thunder Palace, but I do have the true Qi of Dafeng."

"Gongsun, that's enough. The younger generation is having some quarrels. Why are you getting involved?"

Lord Yuan gave a low scolding, obviously unwilling to let Gongsun Xi take action.

"I'm only thirty now, how can I not be considered a member of the younger generation?"

Gongsun Xi smiled slightly, her face as pretty as a peach, but she did not insist on getting involved. She shook her head and reclined on the chair again, wearing a simple green dress, looking quite elegant.

Song Shiyi, who was in a higher position, looked at the other party with a dark look in his eyes. He lowered his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice:

"Since we're in front of Lord Yuan, why don't we have a showdown of flying swords right here? Whoever knocks the other down first will be the winner."

Li Shangmi's golden eyes were bright, and he smiled and said:

"Since Fellow Daoist Shiyi has said so, it is certainly feasible. What do you think, Fellow Daoist Xuxuan?"

"I have no opinion."

Xu Xuan slowly summoned Dan Ting, and with a thought, the magic sword quickly became the size of a palm. It rose up suddenly, dragging a fine lightning light, and hung in the open space in the hall.

Li Shangmi silently made hand gestures, and the white magic sword also shrank, becoming like a red thunder, with white flames billowing and light spreading everywhere, confronting the lightning.

The two men had a tacit understanding, neither wanting to destroy the place, and controlled their swords with great precision.

The silver-white lightning transformed into lines of law and heavenly locks, entangled upwards, Dan Ting patrolled and slashed thirty-six times in succession, the momentum continued to accumulate, it was exactly the sword moves that Xu Xuan had comprehended on his own, the accumulation of disasters, and finally released all at once.

The silver-white lightning condensed into a streak of light, colliding with the white light on the opponent's sword, like chiseling a formation, and clashing with the vast white flames.

Li Shangmi's expression remained calm throughout. He made hand gestures to control the sword, and a golden light emerged from the tip of the sword. A pure white halo swirled around the magic sword, and an extremely terrifying forbidden force emanated from it, constantly tearing Dan Ting apart.

"This sword has been refined with a [Yang Crown Forbidden Void Flowing Light], a purple palace-level spiritual object that can wear away and tear apart other magical light and void substances. Be careful."

Tiantuo reminded him softly, and Xu Xuan naturally sensed the sharpness of the opponent's sword. The halo surrounding it was like a millstone, dissolving all the thunder that was coming towards him.

The Dan Ting sword kept ringing, and Xu Xuan felt that the magic sword in his hand was definitely not inferior to the other party. After all, he had also refined a [Shang Yin Sacrifice Stone]. This stone was used by ancient emperors to sacrifice to the Thunder God. When the thunder from the sky fell, the gold and stone in the altar changed, and it was the most effective way to bless thunder.

He concentrated on manipulating the [Fixing Soul Tribulation Thunder]. This thunder was blessed by the Shangyin Sacrifice Stone and condensed into substantial lightning. As he slashed with the magic sword again, lightning gradually accumulated above the opponent's magic sword, and even the halo could not stop it.

Both parties simultaneously activated their immortal foundations. A silver-white red calamity appeared above Danting, and fine and sharp rays of light fell. At the same time, golden light shone brightly in the halo, and the divine energy escaped into the outer circle of the halo, and the white flame was blazing.

The two magic swords shuttled back and forth and fought against each other, the silver light and the halo were entangled and inseparable. In a few breaths, they had slashed each other hundreds of times, and then flew backwards together, the light of each of them was a little dim.

Xu Xuan let out a light breath, and the sword intent spread, and the intention of punishment surrounded Dan Ting. It was not until this time that both sides truly used the sword intent and silently accumulated momentum.

Li Shangmi's hand gestures shifted, and a sense of the sun rising across the sky gradually emerged from the white magic sword. The pure white halo grew increasingly dazzling, and within it was a brilliant golden glow, with white flames burning silently. Both men were determined to achieve their goal with a single strike, their momentum enveloping the entire treasure pavilion. The two magic swords clashed, and the void briefly shattered, then healed.

Dan Ting transformed into the image of an immortal guillotine and fell down with a bang, cutting off the halo inch by inch, and finally locking onto the white magic sword. White flames rose and the light was bright. The white magic sword could not break free, so it used its flowing light to wear away the immortal guillotine.

The thunder and the white flame collided with each other and were finally annihilated. The two sword intentions were always confined to a small space and did not leak out at all. Even the bricks and stones below were not damaged.

The light dissipated, and Li Shangmi's magic sword fell first, followed by Dan Ting. Xu Xuan felt something in his heart and looked at the Tianpeng Dao pattern on the sword guard, and understood what was going on.

"Master Xu's magic sword is quite spiritual."

Gongsun Xi looked at it with some curiosity, but Xu Xuan waved his hand and took back Dan Ting. The sword spirit in it was now very enthusiastic and was trying to take credit. The connection between the two of them and the magic sword was almost severed, but Dan Ting managed to hold on by himself.

Li Shangmi looked normal, put away his magic sword, and said softly:

"It is indeed the law of the Thunder Palace."

He slowly took out a golden jade slip and handed it to Xu Xuan.

"This is the [Great Sun Demon Mo Guang Body]. The solar magic of my mansion cannot be passed on to outsiders. However, I have some Golden Crow solar magic in my private collection, which is quite powerful. If you find it interesting, you can consult me."

"But is it the lineage of the Second Son of the Golden Crow?"

Gongsun Xi's eyebrows turned, and he looked at Li Shangmi and asked in a low voice.

"Exactly. It also has the nature of evil spirit, which is considered special."

Li Shangmi seemed to remember something and sighed.

Xu Xuan took the jade slip and glanced at it, and he knew that it was a rare body refining method. It was extremely powerful, but it conflicted with Fa Guang, otherwise it would be of the fifth level.

"Fellow Daoist, can you please talk about the agreement and the past events of the Thunder Palace?"

Xu Xuan changed the subject and said that the person in front of him was from Zhongyang Prefecture. According to what Yuan Gong said, he was a descendant of the Rifu and probably knew more about these old things.

"There are some records in my Zhongyang Mansion, but not many. After all, it was too long ago." Li Shangmi's face showed a look of nostalgia, and he said in a deep voice: "The disappearance of the Thunder Palace is the difference between the ancient and medieval times."

"Legend has it that the Thunder Palace was founded by one of the three manifestations of primordial Qi. In ancient times, there were only three thunders in heaven and earth: Zhen, Xiao, and Shen, who were born in that order. The first master of the Thunder Palace used the two paths of Zhen and Shen to find the hidden community thunder, to carry out punishment on behalf of Heaven and establish morality, and then left."

"Later, the Heavenly Palace was built, and the Sun Palace, Moon Palace, and Thunder Department were also incorporated into it. However, the Heavenly Emperors of all generations were subject to the control of the Shelei."

"Later, the Tianpeng Immortal Lord faded from prominence, and the Thunder Palace declined. The last Heavenly Emperor raised an army to conquer Shelei, and all the cultivators followed him. The Great Sun Immortal Palace even killed many Heavenly Lords."

Li Shangmi was speaking when he heard a loud thunder outside. Lord Yuan in power waved his hand lightly, and white mist surged, isolating this treasure pavilion from the outside world.

"I wonder which dynasty this emperor is from?"

Xu Xuan was thoughtful, remembering what Tiantuo had said.

"I don't know his title as the emperor, but legend has it that he holds the divine thunder fruit."

Li Shangmi shook his head slightly. The power of the divine thunder fell on the Thunder Palace. It seemed that the emperor must have been frustrated for a long time. He had the throne but no imperial power.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for clearing up my confusion."

Xu Xuan understood, but the scene of [Surging Tribulation Heaven] came to his mind. The legacy of She Lei was divided between Zhenshen and Zhenshen. It seemed that Zhen Lei Zhenjun also made a lot of efforts at the beginning, but the Zhen position at that time was probably not held by Xuan Hun Zhenjun today.

Yuan Gong, who was standing above, spoke up and said slowly:
"The Liao army will attack in three days. You can show your sword skills on the battlefield and fight with all your might. Yue Jue takes life and death as the foundation of his swordsmanship. The sword manual will then manifest in the void. Let's see if you can obtain it."

"Let's all leave today. I want to sit in Taixu with a few other immortals and wait for the opportunity to strike."

Li Shangmi and Song Shiyi saluted and then retreated together. Lu Guan and Xu Xuan followed suit, leaving only Gongsun Xi and Yuan Gong in the pavilion.

"Who did the Song family ask you to kill?"

Gongsun Xi's expression was solemn now, no longer smiling, and he spoke in a low voice.

"King Lingyou, son of Emperor [Mu Ling]."

"The Liao Emperor's biological son, that True Lord Lihuo, is quite courageous."

Gongsun Xi felt a little emotional. It was heard that King Lingyou was devoted to cultivating Taoism and rarely walked around in the court. It was also heard that his cultivation had reached the late stage of Purple Mansion. He wondered how the Song family had targeted him.

"Not just the Song family." Mr. Yuan shook his head slightly. He waved his hand and the pavilion suddenly turned into a piece of pure white paper. The two of them turned into paintings and ink with the wind and landed on the paper.

Gongsun Xi's face grew increasingly gloomy. Lord Yuan had requested the method of using the blessed land. This matter might not be that simple.

"The Liao Dynasty's imperial family also wants this prince to die."

Mr. Yuan's voice was indifferent, and the ink color spread out. Gongsun Xi, who was standing by, was shocked. The Song and Xiao families gave up their fighting and wanted to kill this man together, but no one knew why.

"The Liao Emperor can end this man's life with a single thought. Why bother with all this trouble?"

Gongsun Xi was a little puzzled. If Emperor Lingsa had the intention to kill, King Lingyou would probably not survive.

"Do you know what tradition he practices?"

Yuan Gong lowered his voice and said softly:

"He achieved the Purple Palace with his True Qi, but now he has the magical power of Shaoyin. A banished immortal from the Shaoyin Realm has descended to the mortal world and landed on him."

“So, if they want to kill him, the two imperial families can even put aside their hatred and use Yue Jue’s power to kill this exiled immortal.”

He slowly took out a bronze sword box, his eyes were focused, and the life and death energies in his body began to circulate again.

"Are you sure? Shaoyin has the sword-locking technique, and you are not as good as before."

Gongsun Xi frowned, not because she looked down on the person in front of her, but because the Shaoyin lineage was the most powerful sword-killing school in the world.

"It doesn't matter."

Mr. Yuan looked at the bronze sword case in his hand. The object changed from real to virtual, sometimes as heavy as Mount Tai, sometimes as light as a feather.

"Below the Golden Core, even if it is the reincarnation of a True Lord, if he understands this sword intent, he will only perish."

He suddenly collapsed into a white mist, and the white paper world dissipated. Yuan Gong was gone, and the void slowly closed up.

Gongsun Xi walked out, looking thoughtful, and slowly walked out of the vermilion treasure pavilion, his eyes solemn, and he sighed secretly in his heart.

"Lock the sword, lock the sword. Now [Tianshu] is locked. I wonder if the others will be chosen."

(End of this chapter)