Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 25 Junior
The three Dachi Mountains are all different.

Luoqing is elegant, Changming is majestic, and Baishi is rugged.

Liu Xiaowen was walking in the mountains with a sword on his back. The autumn was bleak, with fallen leaves rustling. Occasionally he could hear the cry of geese, which made him feel even more desolate.

The spiritual valley has matured, and some unintelligent wild beasts in the mountains are stimulated by the pure spiritual energy and are ready to move.

The mortals under his rule would gather some hunters, and in twos and threes, they would be able to deal with these restless wild animals, often hunting wild boars, elk and the like.

Occasionally, tigers and wolves would be caught in traps and brought back to the village. The atmosphere would often become lively, with men, women, young and old all laughing, making the village quite noisy.

There are also some powerful monsters that wait for an opportunity to strike. They often sneak into the village, open the doors and windows under the cover of night, go in and eat the whole family, and then quietly slip away.

Liu Xiaowen used to be very afraid of such stories. At night, he would hide in his bed, imagining that there were ghosts and monsters under the bed, outside the door, and by the window.

But since he went to the mountains to practice Buddhism, he has never been afraid of these things again.

Is there anything in this world more terrifying than the sword in the hands of an immortal?
Ever since he'd witnessed his master's sword energy, the ghosts and spirits of the countryside no longer frightened him. He'd reached a deep part of the path, and occasionally, squirrels and rabbits would scurry around his feet, seemingly oblivious to his presence.

He gently stroked the [Fire Tiger Fang] at his waist. Inside it was the refined remains of a tiger demon with a ghost following it, which he had killed with his own hands.

The atmosphere in the forest suddenly became quiet. Although Liu Xiaowen had suppressed his energy to the lowest level, he still alarmed something.

A cold breath swept in from the forest, blurry white shadows moved around, and the shrill cry of a woman startled the birds in the forest.

'funny.'

This was Liu Xiaowen’s first reaction.

This monster is not very powerful, so it pretends to be a ghost, hoping to scare Liu Xiaowen away.

Neither side made any rash moves and they confronted each other silently.

Liu Xiaowen heard the [Fire Tiger Fang] on his waist vibrating continuously, and his aura also rose accordingly. A solemn and dignified expression appeared between his brows. The aura gradually dissipated with the sound of the sword, covering the dense forest.

A white shadow flashed on the ground and gradually approached him. The monster could not wait any longer and took action first.

This thing had some intelligence and knew how to conceal its shape, but Liu Xiaowen was like a reef in the waves, standing still and just constantly accumulating momentum.

The trees in front of him fell one after another, but a hidden aura turned behind him and could not be hidden from him.

Liu Xiaowen felt his whole body trembling with excitement. He was almost intoxicated by this feeling. The last tree in front of him fell down, but nothing appeared after the smoke and dust.

A fishy wind blew from behind him, and the mournful crying sounded in his ears, like sobbing and complaining.

'That's when.'

[Fire Tiger Fang] was unsheathed, and it turned around and chopped down, just like normal, without any magical effect.

The monster stopped, and a blood line split from the center of its huge body, and its body split apart and fell to one side.

Warm blood splashed onto Liu Xiaowen's face, and a very genuine smile appeared on the young man's face, as if a child had obtained a toy.

Only then did he take a closer look at the monster in front of him.

A black spider as big as a calf, its limbs made up of human hands and legs. The hideous spider head has been split in two, and it is still emitting a mournful cry.

Liu Xiaowen wiped the blood off his face. He vaguely grasped the key to the sword's moves.

But this monster was a little weird. Liu Xiaowen had never seen such a deformed and ugly monster in the mountains. It exuded a demonic nature, as if it was artificially raised.

Every year, the mountain would send disciples to exorcise demons and kill some newly intelligent monsters, but they had never seen anything like this.

"There seems to be some changes."

Liu Xiaowen gave up the idea of going deeper and prepared to go to Baigang. It was the autumn harvest season, so he wanted to take a look at the situation in the village and see his relatives.
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Changming has been very busy recently. Autumn is the harvest season, and most of the spiritual medicines are ready for harvest.

Shi Yuanyu held a basket and a green ruler in his hand. He tapped various flowers, herbs and spiritual medicines in turn, and they fell one by one without disturbing the earth's energy. The remaining roots and stems turned into green energy and merged back into the earth's veins.

Zhang Gaoxia followed behind Shi Yuanyu and was mesmerized by this magical technique, but he still helped collect the herbs. Shi Yuanyu found it a little funny. He had never seen anyone in his own sect who was so interested in spiritual plants, so he teased:
"Gao Xia is really taking good care of this elixir. I'm afraid many of our outer disciples don't have your level of care."

Zhang Gaoxia was still wearing her green skirt, with a smile on her face. As she worked, she answered:
"Senior, didn't you say that I was destined to be a farmer? Of course I care about it."

"What do you mean by a life of farming? To put it more elegantly, it's just like the fairy lady in heaven who serves orchids and flowers and harmonizes with all flowers. If I were the one in charge of spring, I would definitely let you take care of the flowers on earth."

Shi Yuanyu gently stroked Zhang Gaoxia's head, with a hint of anger and teasing, which made Zhang Gaoxia blush and lower his body to get busy.

Shi Yuanyu had been in Changming for a long time, although she had initially come here on her father's orders, with some intention of hedging her bets. She had thought her life here would not be easy, and she was simply fulfilling her duty as a servant.

Wen Si'an was much younger than her, and although he had a cool personality, he was actually quite easy to get along with once they got to know each other. Changming was peaceful, and Shi Yuanyu didn't have to deal with the wrangles of her fellow disciples in Huichun Mountain.

Some people always think that as the daughter of the head of the sect and the direct descendant of Huichun, she is destined to inherit the family business, and they always plot against her.

The friendship between fellow students has faded a little, and there is more hostility for power and profit.

When she arrived in Changming, no one cared about her identity. Instead, she felt the long-lost interest in spiritual plants.

Especially with Zhang Gaoxia coming to ask for advice every day, this child is very good at talking and considerate, which makes Shi Yuanyu like him very much.

"It's a pity that since I've become his disciple, I can only teach this child some trivial things."

Although Shi Yuanyu values Zhang Gaoxia, the differences between the factions still exist.

From what she had observed these days, she found that although the Dachi Temple was not as majestic as when Wen Fufeng was alive, there was still a sense of prosperity and vitality in the sect.

Zhang Gaoxia, Liu Xiaowen and Wang Qiyun have different personalities and qualifications, but they are all indispensable talents for the development of the mountain sect.

"Wen Fufeng is indeed a well-known righteous man, and his younger generations are all accomplished men."

Thinking about the intrigues and corruption in his own mountain gate, and then looking at the harmonious atmosphere in other people's sects, Shi Yuanyu felt more and more upset.

"Come, Gao Xia, let me tell you about the properties of this Mingyuan flower."

The girl in the green dress behind him came over and smiled beautifully.
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The magic weapon in Wang Qiyun's hand has reached the final stage. He holds a jade knife and keeps carving on the blank of the weapon, and array patterns appear on it.

Using [Red Blood Stone] as the base material, it is made into the shape of a token, with a [Fire Gathering Array], a [Soul Burning Array], and finally a [Small Yuan Shape Array] engraved on the outside.

This is a delicate job. The position and pattern of the formation must be precise. If you make a mistake, you have to start all over again.

Wang Qiyun had no idea how many embryonic devices he had refined had been wasted in the past few days, but he did not feel disappointed at all.

'There's a chance.'

He carefully selected these three fetal breathing-level formations from the "Yun Shang Hua Yi Lu". He first took great pains to copy them, then corrected the mistakes, tested their functions, and finally succeeded in running them on the [Red Blood Stone].

A wisp of Earthly Evil Fire was drawn out from the furnace and poured into the stone, and the stone immediately became bright.

The [Fire Gathering Array] can compress and gather fire energy, while the [Spirit Burning Array] can more efficiently convert spiritual energy into Earthly Evil Fire. As for the last [Small Yuan Shape Array], this one is extremely complex, with more array patterns than the previous two arrays combined, and it took him a long time of hard work.

[Small Yuanxing Formation] has the effect of shaping and controlling fire, allowing Liu Xiaowen, with the cultivation level of the middle stage of fetal breathing, to try his best to activate the Earthly Evil Fire. It can be attached to the sword blade, or it can directly burn spiritual power, and refine magic power in a short time, so that it will burst out with the energy of Earthly Evil Fire.

The quality of this thing is not high, but actually making it is more troublesome than refining a Qi training-level magic sword.

"I've heard that most of the heavy weapons that suppress the clan's fortune and protect the mountain gate are made using the array weapon method. The various array patterns on them are as numerous as stars in the sky, and they are directly connected to the mountain gate's main array, such as the Chen family's [Xuanhuang Zunming Pagoda]. "

When will our sect be able to find such a powerful weapon to protect the mountain gate?
By then, with the advantage of the terrain and the connection of the formation, the entire Luo Qing will be integrated into one, just like a magic weapon. Even a high-level cultivator with a strong foundation would find it difficult to break through.

Looking at Luo Qing's somewhat broken formation, Wang Qiyun shook his head.

I'm so worried. There's just no end to the things I have to worry about.

The stone commanded his will, and the evil fire gushed out, rising to the sky and then dispersing like fireworks.

(End of this chapter)