Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 223 Qing'e
The black and white energies in the sky were surging, and the unpredictable sword intent reappeared, blurring the lines of life and death.

The sword-locking talisman above Liu Qi quickly burned and turned into ashes immediately. However, this person had a determined expression and continued to bombard him with the white magic light in his hand.

Dan Ting's sword was ringing at this moment, and the patterns of Tianpeng wind and thunder on it were bright. Xu Xuan felt that his mind was clear and he seemed to have a new understanding of the way of the sword.

Liu Qi's body became transparent in his eyes, turning into a cloud mixed with white feathers, water and fire. Xu Xuan drew his sword, as if he could see the opponent's weak point, and slashed at the crack of the pure white light, turning it into a ball of light dust.

Xu Xuan's eyes were calm, and he seemed to have forgotten that he was fighting. Thunderclouds gathered around him, and the extremely bright silver-white thunder continued and piled up.

He could now see the "calamity" on the other party, and even had a feeling about it, but when he slashed with his sword, it triggered the calamity. He had previously slashed at the calamity of the Taisu light, and resolved it in an instant.

Liu Qi's eyes were gloomy, but he did not retreat. He whispered:

"You've been chosen."

Xu Xuan's expression remained normal. He slowly drew his sword and said with a smile:

"Without that talisman, why not come back and see if you can kill me?"

Liu Qi still did not retreat, but said softly:
"I have no way to retreat. If I retreat, I will die. If I advance, I will die. I must fight."

The immortal foundation in his body began to operate, and his feathered robe rose up, with bright light. He used all his strength to activate his magic, and water, fire, spells, earth energy, etc. came at him like rain.

Xu Xuan swung his sword repeatedly, the sword intent changed, the void collapsed and reunited, now he was suppressing the opponent, no matter what magic was used, he would cut it open with one sword.

The strange vision of the execution in the Thunder Palace reappeared, and the Tianpeng Demon-Slaying Diagram in the sea of consciousness was moved at this time. The thunders surged and turned into a law text, and its name could be vaguely distinguished, which was [Nüqing Tianlu].

The law text disappeared in an instant, and the many execution scenes became more and more focused. The thunder turned into chains, binding Liu Qi tightly, passing through the center of his qi sea and his pipa bones.

The immortal guillotine was now emitting a brilliant red light, with lightning surging above the two characters [劫法]. The blood of various creatures appeared on the guillotine, the red lightning merged with the guillotine, and the mysterious patterns of Tianpeng wind and thunder flashed.

The thunder pool appeared, and all the lightning accumulated in the surrounding thunderclouds fell into it. Xu Xuan was now able to ride the wind, sit in the thunderclouds, and raise his hand to press down.

All the silver-white thunder from the pool poured down on the immortal guillotine. Red blood light rose up, and the guillotine fell. Liu Qi had not given up struggling at this time and shouted angrily:
"No, if I die, then..."

Before he could finish his words, the immortal guillotine fell, and a head rolled into the thundercloud. Bright red blood gushed out, but was completely consumed by the lightning.

Xu Xuan waved his hand and took the feathered robe and long sword. Apart from that, Liu Qi had nothing else on him.

Thunder surged, and Xu Xuan wanted to destroy the man's remains. The blurry corpse was completely consumed in an instant, and inside was a ball of white mist, water and fire surged, and white feathers flew.

This thing is somewhat like an immortal foundation, but it can exist outside the body. The magic power contained within it is much deeper than that of a foundation-building foundation. At this moment, it suddenly rises up, attracting all the surrounding thunder and lightning, and heavy thunder lights fall down.

Even though Xu Xuan withdrew his magic power, thunder still surged between heaven and earth, and silver-white lightning struck down one after another. It was the first time that Xu Xuan felt such a strong power of thunder, as if he was undergoing a tribulation.

The scene before him was just like the legendary heavenly calamity. Xu Xuan wanted to leave, but was suppressed by the heavy thunder and dared not move. He only felt that there was also a thunder of calamity about to fall above him, and his life was trembling.

The ball of white mist gradually dissipated, revealing a baby inside with eyes tightly closed and a skinny body. The baby absorbed all the lightning in the sky and slowly opened his eyes.

The baby merged with the white gas and grew up in an instant, gradually turning into the figure of a woman. Her face was blurred and Xu Xuan could hardly see clearly. She was wearing a moonlit white palace dress and had a slender figure. The light of the moon was surging around her body, and frost was spreading to the ground.

Xu Xuan looked and saw that his Dharma body was dislocated inch by inch under the moonlight of the other party, and his flesh and blood seemed to be not in the same space. His consciousness gradually sank, and the world in his eyes was upside down and dislocated.

The clear energy in his qi sea turned and dissolved the feeling, but Xu Xuan did not dare to show any abnormality and still looked shaky.

'Purple Mansion.'

Xu Xuan felt a chill in his heart. He now understood why Liu Qi was acting strangely. With a magical power hidden in his body, there must be many magical things about him. He didn't dare to think too much about it. Even though he had pure energy protecting his body, if he behaved abnormally, he would still attract attention.

The woman in the palace skirt suddenly came in front of Xu Xuan, and with a light tap, Liu Qi's long sword fell into her hand. She looked at it slightly, seeming a little dissatisfied, and a light of magic surged in her hand, and the magic sword turned into dust.

Xu Xuan still couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but there was a golden hairpin in his hair, engraved with the Mandala pattern. Golden and white light surged, and the light of the sun, moon and stars slowly rotated. Just as Xu Xuan was sweating profusely, Tian Tuo roared and said angrily:

"This magical weapon was made from my bones and blood! No wonder this foundation-building cultivator can cast so many spells, even the degraded Taixu Daoguang."

The moonlight gradually engulfed Xu Xuan. For the first time in his cultivation, he felt the sensation of drowning and suffocation. His magical powers could no longer be circulated. The woman in the palace skirt stood before him, without saying a word, like a ghost.

Fortunately, the other party had no intention of harming his life. Xu Xuan was just unable to move. The woman flipped her hand and took out a gray magic sword, which was Dan Ting. The sword spirit in the shape of a roc flew out tremblingly. The other party slowly stretched out her hand, and the sword spirit fell.

"Not bad, lend it to me first."

In an instant, she turned her hand and grasped the sword, and a cold and mysterious mood arose.

"Qing'e, that's enough. You went to so much trouble to descend from the Moon Palace, is it just to bully the younger generation?"

The black and white energies in the sky changed, a deep voice sounded, and sword energy rose.

"I just felt that he was somewhat familiar, like an old friend, so I met him."

The woman named Qing'e sighed and exhaled lightly. The pure Taiyin Qi slowly enveloped Xu Xuan's body, repairing all his injuries, and the heavy feeling of suffocation also dissipated.

Qing'e looked up at the sky and said softly:

"No doubt fellow Daoist is here too. Two hundred years ago, when you achieved the sword spirit, I sent people to Taiping Mountain to congratulate you."

Hearing this, Xu Xuan roughly knew who was above. It was Lu Guan's grandfather, the sword immortal of Taiping Mountain, undoubtedly the real person.

A burst of sneers came from the sky, and the voice of the sword immortal sounded again from the sky:
"Don't talk nonsense. If you want to fight, then fight. What's the relationship? Are we old acquaintances?"

"In that case, let's discuss the Dao of Sword with fellow Daoist. Today, the Yue Jue Sword Book has been revealed, and you gentlemen are here too, so it's a good opportunity to witness it."

After saying this, Qing'e slowly turned around and looked at Xu Xuan.

The other person's face was blurry, but Xu Xuan felt that he seemed to frown and wanted to say something, but he didn't. In a flash, he disappeared, leaving only the moonlight dissipating.

Dan Ting let out a final wail before disappearing. Xu Xuan regained his freedom, but heard Tian Tuo's voice, saying in a deep voice:

"When I saw this person, I was filled with hatred and anger. I'm afraid she had something to do with my death. Wait until you get to Zifu and have a good talk with her first."

Xu Xuan was still thinking about Dan Ting at this time, and he was also angry. After all, his magic sword was taken away by someone for no reason. He only replied in his heart:
"When I get to Zifu, I will definitely take away all the spiritual weapons on her body. But now, I will just make Dan Ting suffer first."

Xu Xuan was unsure. The other party said it was a loan, but judging from the general morality of these Zifu people, it was still a very normal thing. Moreover, Dan Ting was afraid that it would be difficult to hold on if he had to fight with that Wuzhi Sword Immortal.

Putting his mind aside for the moment, he rode the wind and flew towards the scriptures in the sky. That was where the Yue Jue Sword Book was. Many words flickered like stars in the sky, and various sword principles changed and disappeared.

The sword box in the hole in the sea of qi was shaking continuously, and the two energies of life and death were flowing, protecting him as he rushed into the sky transformed by the sword book. At the same time, the three golden characters in his hands became brighter, and the golden energy surged.

Many words in the sky changed, and gradually an illusory magic sword appeared, with an octagonal shape and a body like a mirror, just like the shape of [Hengguang], and it quickly rushed towards Xu Xuan.

"[Xiaoyaoyou], following the profound and righteous law, severing cause and effect with a sword, breaking all laws, forgetting the self and the world, and wandering endlessly."

The sword scripture appeared in Xu Xuan's mind, and his eyes were burning. It was the sword technique passed down from ancestors of the sect, directly passed down by Feng Xuan. It could only be cultivated by achieving the sword intent during Qi training, otherwise it would have to be cultivated again.

"First, go find the sword theory of life and death."

Tiantuo urged him urgently, Xu Xuan calmed his mind and walked upwards. The energies of life and death changed again and disappeared among the many words.

(End of this chapter)