Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 238 Ear
North Gate, outside the city.

The independent cultivators gathered together, each with their own thoughts, looking at the two people confronting each other above. The rules in the city were strict and fighting was not allowed. There were several foundation-building cultivators from the north who caused trouble, and as for their fate, they were still being punished in the Chen family's mine.

Nowadays, if there is a dispute in the city, most people go to the outside of the north gate. This place is close to a tributary of the Li River, locally known as the "Yu Luo River" because every mid-month, the river water rises to form clouds and pours down sweet rain, hence the name.

The river is a hundred steps wide and the water is turbulent. It flows all the way to Pinghu near the Yuliu Mountains. Several boats are sailing on it. When they see the monks coming here to fight, the boatmen on top hurriedly row and fly away from this place.

On the water, the two men condensed their energy and confronted each other, and fine golden lightning scattered and collided with wisps of dark blue Taoist fire.

Nagano Taoist was already feeling a little regretful at this time. For some reason, he had been so hot-blooded that he had insisted on taking on this fight. His fellow Taoists from the north were all watching, so he couldn't retreat now.

He never thought that he would lose. After all, he was at least two levels higher in cultivation, and he had been hanging around in the border areas of the six prefectures for many years. All the casual cultivators had survived by licking blood from the knife. He really didn't take these dandy disciples of the sect seriously.

"You're such a fool to just drop your magical weapon when you're just provoked."

A hint of cunning flashed across Nagano's old face, and bits of blue fire gathered in his palms. The only thing he needed to consider now was how to end the situation after winning. If the other party really sent a high-level cultivator to hold him accountable, he would not be able to bear the consequences.

As for what the other party said about not letting the elders take action, even a fool can know that it is false. If they can bully the weak with their strength, who would fight against someone of the same level?
'Being put up on the crossbow, it's hard to bow your head.'

His cloudy eyes rolled around and he looked around. Most of them were fellow travelers from the north. These people gathered around him, shouting and yelling. They were all here to watch the fun. If he ended up in disgrace today, he would have no chance of staying in Chiyun.

"At worst, I can just stay in Duwang City. I don't believe that Foundation Establishment would bother me with this."

Nagano looked at the man in front of him, sneered, and sacrificed a dark blue candle, which was of the highest quality. Time light surged, and dark blue flames surrounded his hand, like a fire snake, moving with the candle.

Qi Zhengyi's eyes were calm at this time, and blood was surging in his body. He borrowed a high-quality standard spear from his junior fellow apprentice. The two junior fellow apprentices who followed him had the same surname, and most of them had been practicing spears since childhood.

Below the sixth level of Qi Refining, close combat is still the main form of combat, and generally only two or three spells are practiced, with limited power. At this time, weapon skills and physical fitness are much more important. He did not act on impulse, but was already prepared.

The magic spear in his hand was emitting a little heat, and the spear head was red, obviously made of blood and fire stone as the main material, which was quite handy. Qi Zhengyi opened the gun rack, and the dragon in his spine made a crisp sound, and his muscles twisted to defend the center line.

Seeing this, Nagano smiled even more broadly. Kendo is fine, but what's the point of setting up a few mortal gun racks?
He held the candle tightly in his hand, and the dark blue flame emitted a brilliant glow, dancing slowly like a spirit snake. This [Star Snake Candle] was a Ding Huoxing flame weapon, but it was much better than the opponent's standard spear.

The two men leaped to their feet simultaneously, Qi Zhengyi charging forward with his spear, the tip of his spear piercing the air with a sound like ripping silk. He was a massive figure, having cultivated divine thunder, his movements were as swift as lightning, and the force of his spear was as overwhelming as a mountain, suffocating the men.

The "Shangyang Tianwei Fa" he practiced contained four spells, two of which were fourth-grade, and the rest were third-grade.

In the early stages of Qi Refining, the priority was to improve one's cultivation. He concentrated on practicing only one technique, [Tianwei Huangling Shen], which was a rare method of body refining. Senior Brother Xingfang was also practicing and gave him many pointers.

Ever since he received the seal last time, he has been traveling by flying boat to Chonghua once a month, practicing at the energy-gathering area of [Golden Cave Heavenly Light]. Now, after a year, he has begun to gain basic knowledge of this body-refining technique.

He gripped the spear tightly, a golden lightning pattern surging on his right arm, with blazing electric light. [Heavenly Thunder Victory] is a seal for controlling and attracting thunder. After tempering his body with twelve rounds of heavenly thunder, his flesh and blood already began to possess the nature of divine thunder.

Nagano only felt that the red spear in front of him was like a ball of wildfire, which lifted up the dark blue fire snake he had urged and flew away. The opponent's strength was so strong that he didn't look like a cultivator of the first stage of Qi Refining at all. He was almost like a human-shaped monster, and the star flames were scattered.

"How can a gun have such power?"

He gritted his teeth and urged the magic weapon in his hand. The star flame became stronger and the fire snake entangled and moved away. The magic power of the third level of Qi training was still much stronger. He spread the flames, forming an impenetrable wall of fire, and forced the opponent back.

As long as he can keep the distance, he can regain the advantage with the magic weapon in his hand. The power of the spear is only useful in the fetal breathing realm. For a martial arts master like a mortal, it will be of little use when encountering the water and fire of the immortals.

Qi Zhengyi's pupils shrank, and he danced his spear into a circle. The golden lightning pattern on his right arm lit up, and a few strands of golden lightning gathered on the tip of the spear. He shouted softly, and the tip of his tongue exploded like spring thunder. The spear danced into a circle, and a strong wind blew up, blowing the wall of fire away.

He turned the spear back to its original position, and golden lightning deposited on the spear tip, as if covered with a layer of golden brilliance, it stood straight and stabbed towards the opponent's middle gate. Nagano was horrified. His physical condition was in a state of decline, and he could not withstand it. He immediately encouraged the star flames and gathered them together to burn.

Qi Zhengyi did not dodge or evade, and a burst of golden lightning rose from his body. It was the thunder nature hidden in his flesh and blood from his daily bathing in heavenly thunder. At this moment, it was activated and burst out, blocking the star flame.

Nagano secretly thought that something was wrong and had already offered a talisman in his hand. Just as he was about to activate it, he saw a flash of lightning before his eyes. The spear had picked up the talisman and hit the [Star-Pointing Snake Candle] accurately, knocking the magic weapon down in an instant.

The whole action was extremely fast. Nagano had no time to react before the red gun tip was already against his throat. Just a slight push forward would take his life.

A few drops of cold sweat slowly slid down Nagano's forehead. He was ready to admit defeat, and his heart was full of regret.

Qi Zhengyi's eyes fixed, and just as he was about to speak, he felt something was wrong in his left ear. He heard the sound of metal clashing, which shook his soul and made his hands go limp.

"Bang." The magic spear hit the ground, and he half-knelt down, covering his left ear. The monks present thought that Nagano had used some tricks again, and they all looked sideways and shouted loudly.

Nagano's limbs felt numb. How could he have such a method? Seeing the other party in such pain, he felt a little proud in his heart.

He called back the candle, and the dark blue fire snake reappeared, coiling down and locking onto Qi Zhengyi.

"How about it, boy, do you admit defeat?"

The two disciples surrounding the riverside all thought that the old cultivator had used some trick. They looked gloomy and wanted to go forward to save people, but Qi Zhengyi suddenly stood up, kicked the magic spear with one foot, caught it, and dispersed the dark blue flame.

Blood slowly flowed from his left ear. He patted it and felt as if he was having auditory hallucinations. It seemed as if he could hear a conversation between two people in his ears.

"——, who are you?"

"Fellow Daoist, you can..., microscopic insects can also... "

"Wen You, the underworld—"

After that, he could no longer hear any sound, only waves of pain. He clenched the spear in his hand, his eyes showing more brutality as he stared at the Taoist Nagano. He had spared his life before, but now he didn't know how to advance or retreat.

He crouched low, his muscles, bones, and flesh compressed to the extreme, his entire body and the spear becoming one line, the spear tip locking onto the opponent, and then it turned into a ray of golden light and shot out. The fire snake rolled over again and collided with the spear.

Qi Zhengyi concentrated all his magic power into one point and forcibly broke the fire snake. His robes were burned, revealing his charred skin. The pain in his left ear became more and more unbearable, but his hand holding the gun did not tremble at all.

A spear thrust out, breaking the fire snake's head into pieces, and finally passing through the qi sea of the person in front of him, lifting him up. Golden lightning exploded at the tip of the spear, extremely condensed, like pieces of blades, blasting Nagano's body into rags, falling into the river.

The pain in his ears became more and more severe, and the blood kept flowing. He had no choice but to stand with his gun, and without caring whether Nagano in front of him was dead or alive, he flew down with the wind.

The two fellow apprentices beside him immediately stepped forward and supported Qi Zhengyi. Not wanting to stay here any longer, they fled towards the mountain gate.

"Senior brother, senior brother!"

Qi Zhengyi was a little drowsy, and went towards Luo Qing with his two junior brothers. At this time, he could no longer control the wind, and his left ear was hurting badly, so he walked and stopped.

"Wait a minute."

He only felt something in his left ear, so he tilted his head with the ear hole facing downwards and patted it hard. After waiting for a while, he saw a sword light shooting out, plowing a deep gully in the ground.

This sudden change made the two people beside him look shocked, and they thought that Senior Brother Qi had mastered some magical power.

"Brother Qi, have you gone astray in your sword-flying skills?"

The young man in the green robe looked terrified at this moment. Everyone in the door was spitting out sword balls from their mouths, so how could anyone hide a sword in his ear chamber?

"What do you know? Only by facing the enemy in this way can we catch them by surprise." Another older middle-aged monk shook his head. When he looked at it again, he almost fainted.

Qi Zhengyi saw a lot of tiny white bone ghost energy pouring out of his left ear, mixed with a ball of colorful turbid light, entangled and difficult to distinguish. Then a colorful centipede slowly emerged from it, curled up into a ball, its body covered with fine sword marks, and turned into ashes.

In the wild, Wei Yan was lurking nearby, about to offer help, but when he saw a poisonous insect falling out of the other person's ear, he was shocked. It turned out to be the Wu family's method, but he didn't know why it was exposed.

"Why don't you go to Luoqing? Duwang is not a safe place."

A voice suddenly rang out, startling him so much that he almost drew his sword. He looked around, but it was empty and there was no one in sight.

'who is it? ’

His heart sank, but he saw that several of Dachi's disciples in front of him had already taken out the token. In the distant northern sky, a silver-white lightning rose up, dispersing the clouds.

"I can take this opportunity to go with Qing Wei. Otherwise, staying in Duwang all the time is not a solution."

Wei Yan's body turned into a ball of evil spirit, merged into the earth veins, and followed the three people in front. He also received news in the past few days that the Dachi Temple announced his return and the temple master wanted to meet him. Now is the time.

(End of this chapter)