Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 221 Spiritual Blessing
Desert, Liao front.

The smoke from the beacon tower in the distance was straight and very eye-catching in the smoke and sand. Iron-gray clouds were hanging down, and thousands of ferocious animal heads kept appearing on them, blocking the battle line towards Song.

The soldiers were all wearing black armor, like dark clouds pressing down on the battlefield. Thousands of pure white flags with wind and cloud patterns fluttered in the wind, and the white horses and green bulls on the flags seemed to be about to leap out. The sound of drums was desolate and solemn.

The four-winged strange horses roared uneasily, demonic aura rose, along with a bloody smell. A dozen suspended warships were parked above, water and fire were rolling on the big flags, and the gray light of the law illuminated the surrounding area.

Over the past few decades, the territory of Li State has been retreating again and again. Three of the six prefectures have been occupied, and Tianshui is not far away. As long as it is captured, the reputation of the entire Song family will be trampled underfoot.

On the deep yellow hill, there stood a young man quietly. He was wearing a pure white feather robe and carrying a silver sword on his back. He had an upright figure and a stern face, but there was a black ink word on his right cheek. It was the word "slave" written in Liao language.

The sound of horse hooves came from behind him, and the general riding on a white horse leaped down, his dark brown heavy brocade robe fluttering, and his weathered face was full of traces left by time and swords.

The general walked slowly up the mound and looked across at the opposite side with the people beside him. The army was silent for a while and no one dared to say anything more.

"Liu Qi, the king has issued an order."

"Thank you, General Xieji."

The young man in black robe relaxed his expression a little, sighed lightly, turned around and left, not caring at all about the looks from those around him.

As we moved forward, iron-gray clouds covered the sky and merged with the dust rising from the ground, completely obscuring the light of the sky, leaving only a line of pale yellow.

Layers of dark military tents were stationed here. He walked straight ahead and when he walked out of here, he saw a clear lake in the desert, vast and boundless.

He walked slowly into the lake until the water completely submerged him, then he saw a bright white light surging out and Taixu turned.

At this time, they have arrived in another world. In front of them is a single road. Gray-white cloud clover is stacked on the ground, on both sides are gushing water and fire, and above is the golden wind and frost with a murderous aura.

Liu Qi walked forward slowly, his vitality weakened little by little, his flesh aged, his skin became like a dead tree, his essence dissipated, and finally all the flesh and blood in his body turned into fine white sand and dust, his soul fire was extinguished, and there was no sound.

At this point, only a skeleton was left moving forward. Liu Qi still stood tall and straight. When he reached the end, he saw a plain white cloud mirror.

A cold and solemn atmosphere emerged from the mirror, and a pure white human figure emerged from it, its eyes open, but no emotion could be seen.

"Kings."

Liu Qi knelt down and saluted, his voice respectful.

"From today onwards, I will no longer be stationed here. As for Yelu Xieji, you don't need to pay attention to his military orders."

The voice of King Lingyou was heard, and it was difficult to tell whether it was a man or a woman. An invisible wind blew past, and Liu Qi's flesh, blood, and soul were instantly restored.

"Liu Qi understands."

Liu Qi was still kneeling. The voice in the mirror sounded again, coldly saying:

"The Book of Life and Death? You all have good plans. You want to lend it to me? I'm not afraid of having my hand cut off here."

There was a hint of panic on Liu Qi's stern face, but he didn't dare to say much and just remained silent.

King Lingyou's indifferent voice sounded again, saying only:

"You have already refined the [Fixing Locking and Stopping Spirit Talisman], and I will also teach you the way to the True Qi Transformation."

"You will decide what happens next. Life or death is entirely up to you."

"Kings."

Liu Qi replied in a low voice.

"No need to say more. I originally recalled you from the slaves because I was impressed by your talent. You don't have to think of being loyal and fighting against them on my behalf."

The pure white figure in the mirror seemed to smile slightly, and the voice came like a faint breeze.

"You are not worthy of being loyal to me."

Everything disappeared, and when I came back to my senses, the big lake in front of me was gone. All I could see was desolate sand and gravel, and ants and insects crawling around. However, there seemed to be a hint of the cold smell of the lake water lingering in the air.

Liu Qi let out a light breath, as if he had taken off some shackles, and slowly walked out of the formation. The aura of the late foundation building stage emanated, and his figure became a little illusory.

I silently used my immortal power to sense, but could not find any abnormal aura. I thought the king had already left.

He rode the wind and rose up, passed through the army formation, and returned to the hill where he had been before. He gently touched the ink words on his face. With his cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, this mark could be repaired instantly, but he kept it.

Looking far away in the direction of Tianshui, it seemed that he could see three sword energies rising straight up. Liu Qi thought silently, but he could only see the [Yu Hua Sword] from the Zhongyang Mansion in the West Sea. As for the remaining two, he could not tell their origins.

'One has an ancient aura, and the other has a deep calamity.'

Liu Qi was secretly pondering the man opposite him. He was wearing fluttering feathered robes, and the silver-white magic sword on his back had no sharp edge, nor did it have any sword aura. It only emitted a tragic aura of the end, causing the remaining grass and trees on the mountain to wither.

The silence was suddenly broken. There was some movement in the army. In the distance, a little scarlet light seemed to rise, and then it quickly spread over. The whole desert was like a dry leaf touched by a spark, and the fire burned with thousands of bright lights.
The monk's angry roar could be heard from afar, and the surging fire condensed into a giant red fire hand, which picked up the mountain-like [Liyuan Axe] and chopped towards the Liao army's position.

The iron-gray clouds condensed into the heads of thousands of tigers, leopards, jackals and wolves, which rushed towards the Lihuo Axe. The smoke and sand between the sky and the earth stopped, and the shouts of soldiers were heard all around.

"Leave people and charge!"

The Li army, which had been hiding in formation in the past, actually took the initiative to start a war. Many soldiers were panicked at first, and then overjoyed, thinking that the opportunity to achieve merit had come.

The four-winged demon horses carried soldiers wearing dark heavy armor and gathered together. They were all in the foundation-building stage. There were nearly a hundred of them. They were the [Heavy Front] army, commanded by Yelu Xieji, and they blocked all the attacks of [Li Axe].

The warships were ready to go, and gray magic light blasted out, tearing the enemy's line apart. A huge black fire gushed out from the Li army camp and fell towards the Liao army.

The exploding fire turned the place into complete chaos. Liu Qi slowly drew his sword, and soldiers from the Li Kingdom were already charging towards him.

The feathered robe fluttered, and the silver-white magic sword swung past, and the soldiers coming from below all stopped and fell to the ground, with their spines cracked at the dragon line. The illusory souls drilled out of their bodies, and some messy white feathers grew on both sides of their flesh and blood.

These Qi-refining souls quickly dissipated and turned into a wisp of white gas. Liu Qi sat on the mountain, motionless. No matter who came, he would just swing his sword and take the person's life.

He scanned the battlefield and saw that the Liao army, which had regained its senses, had already gained the upper hand and was able to bite the Li Fu army that had come out to fight, preventing them from escaping. The [Zhongfeng] and [Li Fu] armies were at the core of the battlefield, and their power, comparable to that of the Vajra of Vajra, shook the entire desert, and the aftermath could crush the approaching Qi Refiners into dust.

"What's the point of having all this Qi training?"

Liu Qi sighed lightly. The battle between the two armies depended on the power of the foundation-building army formation. The treasure ships in the sky carrying various heavy weapons could also play a significant role. As for these Qi-refining soldiers, they were holding a few low-grade magic weapons, and they would turn into ashes when a ray of magic light fell.

Even so, the two countries still recruited a lot of Qi Refiners, just to increase the slim chance of victory.

He began to wait patiently, looking up at the sky from time to time. Occasionally, some soldiers would come out of the army and cross the formation. He would kill them with a sword. Soon, the hill was dyed red. Corpses with bloody backs and white feathers fell beside the hill. No one dared to come anymore.
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In the military camp.

Xu Xuan silently watched the war in the distance. He didn't want to get involved in this matter. Both sides were fighting for life and death, so what did it have to do with him?

If it weren't for Lord Yuan's personal advice to let a few people go into battle so that there would be a chance to obtain the sword book, he would never have entered the battle.

Lu Guan has already left and is in charge of a place. According to him, both sides on the battlefield have reached a consensus that Zifu will not take action.

As for Zhongyang Prefecture, Li Shangmi seemed unwilling to interfere in the affairs of the two countries, so he gave up the opportunity to obtain the sword book and only watched the ceremony in Taixu with his own master.

"Why did you ask me to find that sword book?"

Xu Xuan spoke at this time and asked about Tiantuo in a low voice. From the beginning to the end, it was this old monster who urged him to get involved in this matter, even regardless of the risks.

"What I want is not the way of the sword, but the records of life and death within it."

Tian Tuo spoke at this time and replied faintly:

"This matter concerns my reincarnation, but I have to go."

"If I could comprehend it, I might be able to reincarnate and cultivate again with my remaining soul. Otherwise, the underworld is now shattered and the netherworld is incomplete. Without the Golden Elixir, I'm afraid your seal script won't be able to save me."

Xu Xuan frowned slightly. Since it was related to Tiantuo's reincarnation, he had to give it a try. He was actually not very interested in the so-called Yue Jue Sword Book.

The so-called Fengxuan Sword Vein had previously brought him a lot of trouble. If he really got the sword book now, he would probably be taken away by the real person immediately, and his end would probably not be good.

"This thing cannot be held by a foundation-building cultivator. I'm afraid even an ordinary Purple Mansion cultivator would have difficulty holding it."

Xu Xuan was clear-headed. He had only allowed those who had cultivated the sword intent to come here for the benefit of the Purple Mansions. Now that Li Shangmi had retreated, he was probably weighing the pros and cons. His own Purple Mansions understood clearly that even if they obtained the sword manual, they couldn't take it away.

"What's Taipingshan's attitude?"

Although Lu Guan's actions are relatively upright, it is hard to say about the people in his sect. After all, they are the Sword Sect, and they are probably determined to obtain the sword book. They also have the means to make golden elixirs. Now that this family is willing to interfere in the war between Li Liao, it may be that they are exchanging some interests with the Song family.

"Now that I have the sword spirit and no background, and Li Shangmi has withdrawn, the sword book is very likely to fall into my hands. I am afraid that all the masters are watching."

He breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had to go to the battlefield. At least he would not die before the sword book appeared in the world.

With his mind made up, he transformed into a flash of lightning, dragging thousands of silver lightning beams, and rode the wind towards the battlefield. Suddenly, another stream of black water appeared upstream in the army formation, and Gongsun Xi's figure appeared, together with Xu Xuan.

The other party was wearing a light crimson silk dress today, carrying the black and white magic sword on his back, with the clear and turbid two-flow transformation on it, and said with a smile:

"Daoist friend, why don't you go together?"

Xu Xuan keenly sensed the opponent's aura. The ever-changing sword intent slowly emanated from the magic sword. It turned out that he had cultivated the sword intent, or in other words, he had recovered it.

He continued to ride the wind and landed in the desert. Thousands of lightning bolts bombarded down. The treasure ship in the sky discovered the two people who broke into the formation and quickly shot out dark magic lights.

Xu Xuan drew out Danting, and a line of silver-white sword light surged up, slashing the opponent's magic light. He then looked at Gongsun Xi, frowned slightly, and asked:
"Fellow Daoist Gongsun, I have something to ask you. I wonder if it's appropriate for me to ask you."

Gongsun Xi still had a smile on her face. She slowly drew out the magic sword behind her, and the black and white sword light flowed out, turning into a vast river of swords, turning all the surrounding Liao people into bones.

"But it doesn't hurt to ask."

"Who are you?"

Xu Xuan was halfway through his words when he found that he didn't know how to describe the other party. At this time, the Liao army had already used the formation. The iron-gray clouds turned into animal heads of various colors, each with the momentum of the late foundation building period, and pounced and bit.

The two men drew their swords and slashed out, slaying hundreds of ferocious tigers, leopards, jackals and wolves. Gongsun Xi looked at Xu Xuan and said in a deep voice:
"I understand what you mean, fellow Daoist. How about I ask you first?"

"If I use magic to recreate a deceased person, and their memories, emotions, talents, habits, and everything else remain the same, is it still the same person?"

"This"

Xu Xuan was silent for a moment, then killed a Liao Foundation Establishment cultivator who was charging at him, and looked at the other party.

"It's hard to say. Fellow Daoist, there's no need to speculate on this. Why bother to distinguish between true and false?"

After she finished speaking, Gongsun Xi soared into the air and charged towards the army. She said loudly:

"Yue Jue is the sword of life and death. If Fellow Daoist Xu values his life, I'm afraid it will be difficult to obtain it."

Xu Xuan said nothing, but just clenched the magic sword in his hand. All around him was the deafening sound of shouting and killing. The Li Axe Army led by Mei Fengming was confronting the Liao army. The iron-gray clouds and the vast fire covered the sky.

The Liao army had already noticed the two people who broke into the battlefield. Gongsun Xi seemed to be trapped in a formation and could not escape for the time being.

Xu Xuan broke through the enemy's formation alone, swinging his sword wantonly. Behind him, a group of soldiers followed, shouting the name of the Sword Immortal and surrounding and killing the escaping Liao people. Judging from the current situation, it would not take long for him to lead the Li army into the depths of the enemy's formation.

The Liao army in front suddenly stopped and separated on their own. A man in pure white feather clothes walked out, with ugly ink words engraved on his face. His eyes were cold and stared straight at them.

"Liu Qi."

The other party slowly gave his name. Xu Xuan felt his aura and found that he was already in the late stage of foundation building. He gave people a very strange feeling and his figure was illusory.

"Xu Xuan."

Xu Xuan raised his sword and pointed it forward, but found that the sword light on Dan Ting had dimmed a lot, and a wailing sound came from the sword spirit.

This situation reminded Xu Xuan of Nan Xiu, whom he had met in Yongjietian before. The other party had also used similar methods to stop the sword light. He looked at the other party with a serious look.

"Shaoyin Locking Sword Technique? No, it's a spiritual talisman. I'm afraid there's something strange about it. You should retreat first."

Tiantuo's voice sounded low, and he seemed a little confused.

"If we retreat now, I'm afraid you won't be able to get the so-called sword manual."

Xu Xuan silently sensed that in the void, the two energies of life and death seemed to be rotating, calling him, and they felt the same as the sword intent, and were even encouraging Xu Xuan to draw his sword.

'This thing has a spirit.'

Xu Xuan was instantly certain that the so-called "Book of Beyond Life and Death" was about to appear in the world. This way did not mean wasting one's life and seeking comfort, but must be sought in the midst of life and death.

Looking at the man in feathered clothes in front of him, Xu Xuan felt an extremely dangerous aura locking onto him.

"It's the True Qi. I can't tell if it's an immortal base. Be careful."

Tiantuo reminded Xu Xuan, and he couldn't help but feel curious. Tiantuo couldn't tell his origin, so he didn't know what kind of immortal foundation he had.

Liu Qi exhaled lightly at this moment, looked at Xu Xuan, drew out his silver-white long sword, the sword had no edge, pointed it at Xu Xuan, and said softly:
"The king gave me the sword-locking talisman. You are a master of swordsmanship, but now only one tenth of it remains. It is better for you to surrender as soon as possible."

The magic sword in Xu Xuan's hand became dimmer and dimmer, and the sword intent that exuded the aura of punishment also disappeared at this moment.

"You've come prepared indeed."

The Liao people surrounded them, and Xu Xuan took the initiative to disperse the sword intent from his magic sword. Liu Qi thought that this man was ready to surrender, and was about to order the people around him to take action, but he saw white thunder and black fire surging from the gray magic sword.

A large talisman fell on the tip of Dan Ting's sword. The calamity light surged, and the poisonous fire was fierce. It turned into a black and white sword wheel. It was the magic of Lei Palace, the She Lei Ming Huo Talisman Sword, which had nothing to do with swordsmanship.

Xu Xuan used his sword to pick up the black and white sword wheel, and with a light shout, a vast thunder and fire swept down, lightning struck the top of the head, poisonous fire burned the heart, and instantly wiped out the Liao people around, including Liu Qi.
Xu Xuan looked at the man's direction with a serious gaze. He saw the thunder and fire dissipate, and a pure white figure walked out with flying feathers. His breath seemed to be much weaker, but his spirit was still intact.

"It's really the magic of the Thunder Palace."

Liu Qi looked at Xu Xuan, shook his feathered clothes lightly, and purple-red mist gradually rose from under him, lifting him up. He then made a fake sword strike at the opposite side, and most of the Liguo soldiers who followed Xu Xuan were beheaded in an instant.

The sword was silent and there was not even any fluctuation of magical power. There was no one else beside the two men at this moment, leaving a space of space.

In Xu Xuan's left hand, a silver-white thunder pool slowly appeared, with various colors of thunder surging and accumulating in it. Now that his swordsmanship was restrained by the opponent's talismans, he had no choice but to use thunder magic.

There was another wave coming from the void. The two men raised their heads at the same time and felt it. The energies of life and death gradually enveloped the place.

High in the sky, white light surged, fire leaped, and white mist drifted. Many strange visions and sounds came from the broken void, and the cultivators who were fighting below suddenly stopped.

"What's the point of fighting in Zifu? Let's go!"

Tiantuo roared, and Xu Xuan immediately turned into a flash of lightning and fled into the distance. Liu Qi also showed a look of shock and turned around to leave. The Li and Liao armies had a tacit understanding at this time, and they all stopped fighting and returned to the formation.

Now that Zifu has taken action, why should those of them who are building their foundation and refining their Qi continue to fight? Staying here is almost like seeking death.

The energy of the cycle of life and death became stronger and stronger. Xu Xuan moved away from Liu Qi, and the sword intent returned to his body again. This time the sensation was even stronger, but he saw a stream of mysterious water rushing past, it was Gongsun Xi.

The Taixu Cave opened, and a plain white cloud mirror appeared. There was a brilliant white light in it, condensed into a human shape. Just by looking at it, Xu Xuan felt that the vitality in his body was dissipating, his life was about to break, and his immortal foundation was about to collapse. Only when the clear energy in his body circulated did he recover.

All the soldiers on both sides who were outside the formation, including the cultivators in the Qi Refining Realm, first aged rapidly and then turned into ashes. The divine light of the treasure ship and flying boat dimmed and gradually disintegrated.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators could barely withstand this power, but they dared not look directly at it. They all lowered their brows and ran towards the formation.

The fog in the sky was getting thicker. With the help of the ancient stele, Xu Xuan could vaguely see the situation. He saw an old hand slowly stretching out from the crack, holding up a bronze sword box.

As soon as this thing appeared, the sword box in Xu Xuan's body began to vibrate wildly, and he longed for it more than ever before.

At the same time, the ancient monument began to tremble and the clear energy circulated wildly. This was the first time that this immortal monument gave a clear warning. Xu Xuan was frightened. He had already returned to the formation, but he still felt a chill in his heart.

Lu Guan also returned at this time, brows furrowed. When he saw Xu Xuan, he was about to speak, but he saw the bronze sword box in the sky slowly open.

With the sword box as the core, the heaven and earth seemed to be opened up, the scenes of the human world faded away, and the void collapsed inch by inch. In the end, even the void no longer existed, and all things disappeared.

Xu Xuan could no longer utter a word. He felt as if the world had slowed down. It seemed as if only a moment had passed, yet it also seemed as if a hundred years had passed.
His Dharma body and spiritual consciousness were wiped out in an instant, leaving no trace. The two sides fighting in the desert all perished in an instant, leaving only a void that continued to disintegrate and collapse, swallowing up everything around it.

(End of this chapter)