Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 240 White Paper Blessing Land
Tianqing, main hall.

Kong Kong'er was leaning on the seat, wearing a white robe, with a somewhat suave temperament, but his eyes moved from time to time, with a bit of thief's air, and a little bit of ink fell at his feet.

Xu Xuan's face was ashen at this moment. He sat in the main seat, stopped Kong Kong'er from speaking, and said in a deep voice:
"You mean, you've been hiding in Qingwei these past few years?"

"Exactly."

Kong Kong'er below smiled slightly and said:

"Master, you may not know that I was the one who sent the remnants of the Blood River Sect here last time. Do you still remember?"

"Now I have saved your disciple's life again. Hey, this merit can directly promote me to the position of Dharma Protector, on par with Liang Yong."

"Stop it for now."

Xu Xuan stroked his head. To be honest, he had a good impression of Kong Kong'er. What he had done in the past was also a chivalrous act. However, he had robbed the other party of everything and abandoned him in the desert. Now this person wanted to join the temple, which was a bit tricky.

"Blank Paper Blessed Land, I wonder what kind of Taoism it is, could you please elaborate?"

Xu Xuan pondered for a while and asked Tiantuo a while ago, but the old monster said bluntly that he didn't know. Lacking this part of his memory, he had to ask Kongkong'er. Xu Xuan was very familiar with the ink rhyme on the other party. Gongsun Xi, Yinniang, and that Yuan Gong all had it. Presumably, they were all from this place.

"To the Master, this is the [Taishijixing Baizhitiandi], the most blessed land, Ji Tuxingxing, where all the immortals are recorded. They are not in the mundane world, but have transcended the illusory world."

"This place can only be left, not entered. It has existed since ancient times. The Thunder Palace does not visit, the underworld does not restrict, birth, old age, sickness and death are not seen, and it is safe from the three disasters and nine calamities."

Xu Xuan's eyes narrowed. It was indeed Kong Kong'er's tone that was too loud. He was silent for a moment, and then he said in a deep voice:

"So, aren't you a banished immortal? Why do you come to the mortal world to suffer?"

Kong Kong'er's expression eased slightly and he said with a smile:

"What kind of immortal am I? I'm afraid I'm not even a human, just some kind of imitation. Why don't I ask the temple master first?"

"please say."

Xu Xuan spoke in a low voice. He saw that Kong Kong'er's facial features were becoming increasingly blurred, with ink flowing on them, making it difficult to see clearly.

"If the master of the temple dies one day, and a person appears with a body, soul, and even memories and temperament exactly like yours, will he still be you?" Kong Kong'er's voice was faint, and the sound of ghosts crying gradually rose from the plain.

Xu Xuan frowned, but then replied firmly:

"Not counting."

"Is there a reason?"

"No."

Xu Xuan replied quickly, which surprised Kong Kong'er below. After a short silence, he continued:

"When the underworld still existed in ancient times, if a mortal or a cultivator died, as long as their soul was still there, they still had a chance to return to the world. Now, the three veins of the underworld, [Reincarnation], [Wenyou], and [Fuyin] are no longer visible. When a person dies, it is like a light going out. If there is no magic to restrain it, the soul will immediately disperse and return to heaven and earth."

"Once a soul dissipates into the world, even a True Lord or an Immortal cannot bring it back to life. This process is like trying to recapture a drop of water by melting it into the East China Sea."

"If we talk about the most similar resurrection technique in the world today, it is the Ji Tu Ji Xing method of my White Paper Blessed Land. Using history as a tool, I can carve paper figures. This is my origin."

Xu Xuan was silent for a while. This matter sounded too incredible, so he just said softly:

"So, the so-called Kong Kong'er is a figure from the Dafeng Dynasty, and you recreated him using magic?"

"Exactly." The ink on Kong Kong'er's face gradually faded, returning to normal, his eyes full of cunning turned. "In Dafeng, Kong Kong'er was still in the Purple Mansion realm, famous for assassinations. He took lives, not spiritual objects."

"What is your relationship with Gongsun Xi and Lord Yuan?"

Xu Xuan was silent for a while, and only reported the names of Gongsun and Yuan Gong. After all, only Long Shen had seen the one who followed An Xianhui, so it was inconvenient to say it.

"We all came out of the blessed land of white paper. We know each other, but other than that, we don't have any other connection."

"Gongsun, like me, is a figure who emerged from Feng Dynasty history. He is even more famous. He was one of the two great sword immortals of the Feng Dynasty in the past. His Taoist name was [Xihe], and his background was extraordinary."

"As for Mr. Yuan, it's from the ancient Yue history that Xuan Nu descended upon the world and helped the King of Yue to restore his kingdom. This white ape once sought the Xuan Nu's advice at the foot of the mountain and received the male and female sword pills of life and death."

When Xu Xuan heard this, he understood. It turned out that the Yue girl had another nickname, Xuannv, but he didn't know her real name.

"How about this, Master? My origins have been explained. You can allow me to enter the monastery. If I cannot protect the Dharma, I can offer sacrifices. I will find a way to obtain the merit myself. I don't need to use the sect's methods."

Kong Kong'er saw that Xu Xuan was hesitant at this moment. The other party knew Fa Yan's origin and had even collided with his own incarnation. However, the dragon body should not have been exposed yet, so he could rest assured for the time being.

"With Daoist Fellow Kongkong's background, the seven sects would probably treat him with courtesy. Why did you come to my small temple? The karmic consequences of the blessed land are too great. If my temple is involved, it would be difficult to stop it."

After some thought, Xu Xuan decided to let this person leave. He was too conspicuous and would easily attract other people's attention.

"Master, you're worrying too much. Paper figures like us don't have any background, so the blessed land won't care. They only give us a guide and let us figure it out on our own."

"When the abbot and I battled, the blessed land sent a decree to let me come here. I think the abbot is a person of great accomplishment. If he allows me to become a disciple, my name will be recorded in history books early on, which will be beneficial."

Kong Kong'er's voice was anxious, as if he was really afraid that Xu Xuan would refuse.

"Tian Tuo, how should we deal with this matter?"

Xu Xuan asked Xiang Tiantuo in a low voice in his heart. The old demon had been listening and remained silent until now, without saying a word. No one knew why.

"You can bring this person under your command. As for the blank paper blessed land, it has no cause or effect and will not involve you. On the contrary, this person can only make the situation more confusing."

"The fact that he came to join you is a kind of destiny. Even if he leaves today, we will still meet in the future. After all, it's already written on paper."

Hearing this, Xu Xuan slowly looked down and said:

"I see that I am currently in need of a foundation. If Daoist Fellow Kongkong wants to take up the position, then of course you can. However, I will only feel at ease if you make a heavenly oath with me first."

"The Heavenly Oath is useless to us. Master, accept this and you will understand my intention."

Kong Kong'er's eyes turned, he stood up, and took out a plain white paper. On it was a historical record that described the deeds of an assassin named "Miaoshou Kong Kong'er".

Xu Xuan took it and felt that the piece of paper was connected to the other person's life and was under his control.

"As long as the temple doesn't force me to do anything that goes against my will, this page of history will completely control my life. How about that? Are you relieved?"

Kong Kong'er looked at him and smiled slightly, while Xu Xuan sighed softly and said:

"From today on, Kong Kong'er will be our sect's protector and will be recorded in the genealogy."

Kong Kong'er below saw that Xu Xuan finally agreed to this matter, and his expression was solemn and he responded in a deep voice.

"Come to think of it, your magic sword is still in my sect. Should I return it to you?" Xu Xuan looked a little embarrassed. He had robbed this man of everything in Chen Yunmo, and the Youquan sword was still in Xingfang's hands.

"What magic sword?"

Kong Kong'er looked a little puzzled, but smiled and said, "Master, don't worry. That flying sword isn't an important artifact. I borrowed it from several Tianshui families to build their foundation. It's not mine anyway, so you can take it."

Seeing that he was determined, Xu Xuan stopped talking and turned to look at him, asking:
"I wonder what the level of cultivation of Dharma Protector Kongkong is? Could you please elaborate? Our sect is about to go to war, and we might need you."

Kong Kong'er nodded slightly and said:

"I practice the Wenyou Daoist tradition. I'm currently in the middle stage of cultivation. My Immortal Foundation [Jieyou Cheng] is considered fifth-grade, which is a sign of a crossing to the underworld. I'm good at hiding, can travel through the underworld, and identify people with my soul light."

"As for weapon arts, I follow the path of seeking technique rather than truth. It's still sword energy, but I have a few sword techniques that can kill people. Even those in the late stage of foundation building can be assassinated."

Xu Xuan naturally understood that what the other party said was true. Just by relying on his foundation-building body, he had the magical power of the Sumeru mustard seed. It was sucked into Qi Zhengyi's left ear. If Tiantuo had not detected it with his purple palace spiritual consciousness, Xu Xuan would really not have been able to find Kong Kong'er's whereabouts.

"I'm afraid that among those who have established their foundation, few are better at hiding than him. All his Taoist skills are for assassination."

Kong Kong'er is at the foundation-building stage, but the memory of Zifu is still there, which is very terrifying. Xu Xuanming asked himself, if the other party came to assassinate him, even if he could protect himself, it would be extremely difficult to find him.

Xu Xuan made up his mind, so he asked Kong Kong'er to rest up and wait outside the Wu family. He would send a message when he needed him.

As the faint wind blew, the figure of the person in front of him gradually merged into the ghost energy of Minghua and disappeared in an instant. Xu Xuan scanned it carefully with his spiritual sense, but there was no trace of him. It was indeed powerful.

"Wen You is indeed a descendant of the underworld. With the help of the netherworld, he even possesses some of the magical power of the Purple Palace crossing the vast void."

Xu Xuan sighed softly, but Tian Tuo replied:
"If the underworld still existed, it would be somewhat commendable. Now it is far inferior to what it used to be."

"Of the three Dao veins in the underworld, only the [Fuyin Kuntu] is still relatively prosperous. At least when I was traveling in the world, I also saw two or three purple palaces, which had some magical powers of resurrecting the dead and turning bones into flesh."

Xu Xuan understood what Tiantuo meant. It was the fifth earth, which, in contrast to Shengjin Qianyang, was a sign of Kunyin and was the best at healing among the five earths.

Now that Kong Kong'er's matter is over, Xu Xuan's mind has calmed down for the time being. With this person in charge, he can guard against some of Wu Heyong's methods. Now he can act without worry and take down the Wu family.

He rode the wind and rose to the top of a remote peak. He entered the hall and saw a tall and thin man with a firm look in his eyes. It was Wei Yan.

"Thank you for your help, senior."

Wei Yan spoke respectfully and thanked him sincerely. Xu Xuan waved his hand and the two of them took their seats.

"Over the years, it's not that we are unwilling to help, but..."

As he spoke, Xu Xuan looked up slightly, and his meaning was very obvious. Wei Yan naturally understood and said:
"When we were testing the sword, we already put you in danger. Your sect naturally doesn't owe us anything. Now you've even saved my life twice. Wei Yan will keep this in mind."

Wei Yan hesitated for a moment and continued:

"There is only one thing I want you to tell me."

"That's what you say."

"Why did my master's spirit disappear? And who did it?"

As Wei Yan spoke, murderous aura gradually rose in him. The blood-drinking sword on his back was sharp and bloody.

"Tiandu Mountain."

Xu Xuan hesitated for a moment and did not say the name of Taizhen Sect. He saw a golden thread hanging in the void and tied above Wei Yan.

"If I tell Wei Yan, this man will probably have no chance of survival."

"So it's this family. No wonder the Yuan family's origins were so unclear. Wu Heyong used Yuan Poison magic, and even Liang Xilan used a blood Gu."

Wei Yanruo spoke in a low voice as if biting pig iron, and Xu Xuan listened silently. If his luck had been worse, the fate of the temple would probably be even more miserable than that of the Kongjian Sect.

"Now is not the time, do you understand?"

Xu Xuan looked at the other party and advised in a deep voice.

"Wei Yan understands. I don't want to seek revenge now, nor do I have the qualifications. I only wish to recapture the mountain gate, bring my senior brother back, and bury my master's body."

As he spoke, Wei Yan's eyes seemed to be burning with wildfire. He looked over and said in a deep voice:

"I still hope that you can help me, even if it means sacrificing my life in return."

"I'm here to discuss this matter. If you can master the Sky Sword, it will be a good thing for our sect. Therefore, I'm helping you only out of self-interest. Kindness is only a small part of it. Do you understand?"

"senior."

Wei Yan wanted to say something more, but Xu Xuan shook his head and said:
"I don't want anything from you, but there is something I need you to do regarding the inheritance of two sects."

"Senior, please speak."

"Chen He, I will be the one keeping this magic sword. If you have any magical powers, you can take it back."

Xu Xuan's tone was firm, but Wei Yan's eyes were filled with doubt. After all, Chenhe was just a foundation-building magic sword. It was not very valuable. It was just a sword with a long history and a symbol of the empty sword.

"Of course you can."

Wei Yan thought for a moment before agreeing.

"Wait, let me tell you first, Chen He has a chance to recover as the Purple Palace Spirit Sword, and this opportunity falls into your hands. Think about it carefully."

Xu Xuan did not want to hide it from Wei Yan, so he made it clear. However, Wei Yan just smiled bitterly and said:

"If it really becomes the Purple Mansion Spirit Sword, how can the Empty Sword keep it? It's like a child carrying gold through a busy market. I trust you, Senior. If one day, the Empty Sword leaves the Purple Mansion, I believe the temple will return it."

"Okay, in that case, it's settled."

Xu Xuan nodded slightly and said:
"The Wu family is right between Dachi and Kongjian. If we want to take back Kongjian, we must first pacify the Wu family."

"Although Wu Heyong is difficult to kill, his family cannot be touched. We will take advantage of the situation to capture the Wu family and then enter the Sky Sword. By then, he will be unable to perform any tricks on his own."

Wei Yan's expression was gloomy, and he only said:
"Liang Xilan has had a lot of dealings with the Wu family over the years. I used to wonder how the Wu family, with no successor, could have conspired with Liang Xilan. Now I think it must have been Wu Heyong behind the scenes."

"He is a dead man and should not appear here. Now we should send him back to the underworld." Xu Xuan's voice was cold. These past few times, it was clear that Wu Heyong acted recklessly and used secretive methods. He would not feel at ease if he did not kill this man.

Xu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. From now on, the sect was officially going to take control of Yuanshang, complete the sect's previous plan, completely leave Qingwei, and merge with the former remnants of the ancient Shu.

"But I don't know what to do when we face the Zhu family later."

Xu Xuan thought for a moment. He had cultivated the sword intent at this moment. If he could break through to the later stage, even the head of the Zhu family would find it difficult to touch him. But after all, he was an old friend of his master. If he were to fight with him, it would not be his wish.

"Zhu Yucheng, what are you asking for?"

He suppressed his doubts and continued to think about the plan to attack the Wu family.

(End of this chapter)