Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 26 About to start
Autumn has passed and winter has arrived. It is less than ten days away from the opening of the spiritual spring.

Liu Xiaowen traveled through the three mountains, swinging his sword to slay demons, and finally cultivated his sword skills, which Xu Xuan immediately sensed.

In the Juzhen Palace, Xu Xuan was meditating and regulating his breathing. The purple lightning in his sea of ​​qi seemed to have a spirit, constantly churning, the ancient stele floated up and down, and the clear light flickered. In Xu Xuan's mind, the image of Liu Xiaowen who had realized the sword power and was bathed in demon blood clearly emerged.

He felt a fine, subtle breath of pure air coming from afar, traveling along the green path and landing on him. At this moment, the four ancient characters "Sword Rises from the Abyss" on his spiritual platform brightened slightly, and Xu Xuan seemed to feel that his understanding of the "From the Bright One Qi Sword Art" had increased a little.

"Liu Xiaowen has mastered the sword skills. Can he repay me?"

Although this improvement was subtle, it definitely allowed Xu Xuan's sword skills, which had not improved for many years, to take a step forward, which made him feel happy.

Now he has reached the sixth level of Qi Refining. If he wants to build a foundation, he must successfully seek the [Root of Sex] at the ninth level. This thing is extremely mysterious. Xu Xuan has only a general understanding of it after reading classics and his master's records.

To seek nature, one must first have a profound understanding of Taoism and a certain level of understanding and perception of the Taoism. Second, one must have some destiny, which can come from the Taoism, from the bloodline, or be born with it.

You can also be simple and crude, and directly find some mortals to make up for it, but the foundation built in this way is not at a high enough level, and the strength is almost the lowest level.

I've heard that in ancient times, when a virtuous person with profound Dao attained this level, the Daoist tradition would naturally grant them the opportunity to achieve immortality. This was truly an immortal technique. In ancient times, even breaking through to the foundation stage required a tribulation, a means to elevate one's life. But now, only those who break through to the Purple Mansion will receive the mild, innocuous thunderbolts.

Using blood, qi, and incense to achieve foundation building was a method devised by ancient cultivators, following the example of the two Daoists, Shi and Mo, after seeing the lack of thunder tribulations at the foundation building stage. Breaking through the foundation building stage aligns one's nature and life, the essence of the sea of consciousness and the essence of life in the sea of qi merging to form the foundation of immortality.

If one cultivates only life, one follows the path of demons, blending the soul, spirit, and body into one, cultivating only the sea of qi, and then being able to consume blood and qi at will for one's own use. If one cultivates only nature, one follows the path of Buddhism, establishing a Buddhist kingdom and a pure land, spreading the Dharma widely, and accumulating vows to achieve a golden body. This body is like a boat, and one can reincarnate at will.

These two paths at the same level are not as good as the immortal path of dual cultivation of body and soul, but they go further and further, and have some unique methods, which can be used to compete.

Outside the Juzhen Palace, Liu Xiaowen had returned. He had mastered the sword skills, and although he was still young, he had his own aura.

"Master, I have already mastered the sword stance, and the [Upward Bright Light] has also begun to take shape."

Liu Xiaowen was waiting outside the hall and told Xu Xuan in a deep voice about his experience of killing monsters in the mountains in recent days. He mentioned the hideous black spider, and said that there were many such monsters, especially in the area near Dongmi.

"This monster doesn't seem to be born naturally, but rather has some sense of being created by the devil. I will personally investigate this matter. Now that the spiritual spring is about to open, you should take good care of your breathing and adjust your energy and spirit in the next few days."

After saying this, Xu Xuan waved his hand and asked the disciple to leave.

"Are there any monsters coming from Dongmi? When the Lingquan incident is over, I'll go check it out and see what Xie Shu is planning."

Liu Xiaowen's matter was paramount, and he couldn't afford to be distracted. The sect didn't have any spiritual objects for cultivating disciples, except for the bare fruit of the foundation-building treasure tree, which required Qi training before it could be slowly refined. Xu Xuan had helped Liu Xiaowen refine half a fruit, but that was already his limit.

Elsewhere, Liu Xiaowen came to Dangxia Peak, preparing to visit his senior brother.

He had spent nearly the entire autumn in the mountains, never returning to the peak, and now was the time to pay him a visit. Entering the hall, Wang Qiyun was indeed there, but not busy by the furnace. Instead, he was carving something with a jade knife, with formation plates scattered around him.

"Brother, I'm back."

Liu Xiaowen called out, but Wang Qiyun seemed oblivious to his voice, concentrating on carving something. Liu Xiaowen called out a few more times, but seeing that Senior Brother Qiyun was busy, he didn't dare disturb him and went to the side to wait quietly.

After a while, Wang Qiyun finally finished carving and noticed Liu Xiaowen in the hall. He hurriedly asked:
"Xiao Wen is back, why didn't you say hello? I didn't even notice."

Liu Xiaowen laughed out loud and said, "Brother, you are very focused. I am afraid of disturbing you, so I am waiting here."

"Let's not talk about these things for now. I have something good to show you." Wang Qiyun seemed a little proud. He raised the formation plate in his hand and activated his magic power. The formation plate immediately lit up, stirred up a gust of wind, flew around the hall several times, and finally ran out of magic power and fell down.

"This is the [Small Wind Controlling Formation]. I have transcribed all the twelve small fetal breathing formations in the [Yun Shang Hua Yi Lu]. They can be used on gold, iron, copper and tin. It is not difficult to create some fetal breathing-grade formations." Wang Qiyun's laughter echoed in the hall. Liu Xiaowen didn't know what the use of this formation was, but he thought it was a good thing, so he laughed too.

The two chatted about recent events, and Wang Qiyun took out the stone token from his bosom and handed it to Liu Xiaowen, saying:
"This is a formation device I made, called [Prayer Fire]. It can control a stream of evil fire for your own use, allowing you to control fire while in the fetal breathing state. It can also ignite magic power in an instant, increasing its power, but it consumes more energy."

Liu Xiaowen took the stone order, refined it a little, and with a thought, a bright red fire flowed out from it, moving according to his will and attaching to the sword body. It was indeed magical.

"Thank you, Senior Brother. You helped me make all these magical weapons."

Liu Xiaowen felt a little ashamed. He hadn't made any contribution, yet his master valued him so highly, which made him feel unworthy. Wang Qiyun, standing beside him, smiled and told him to spend more time on cultivation. When he achieved the foundation, he would be the one to inherit the sect's true skills.

After a while, Liu Xiaowen said goodbye, saying that he was going to continue to consolidate his cultivation and practice sword moves in preparation for the Lingquan event later.
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Dajingyuan, Wu family.

Since losing their foundation-building seeds, this family has shown signs of decline, and their respective territories have shrunk somewhat. This family is adjacent to the Liu family, located north of the plain, close to the Qingwei Dongmi area.

The person in charge of the family now is an old man who has reached the sixth level of Qi training, Wu Shanchan. This old man is nearly 160 years old and is of the same generation as Chen Weiyuan. His own son broke through to the foundation-building stage that year, but was lost in a demonic disaster, and his grandson committed a crime and suffered a disaster.

The Wu family was currently in a period of transition. He had promoted several young descendants from the small clan, but the most promising one was only at the third level of Qi training and was already in his forties. Even if he succeeded, it would be difficult to build a foundation in the coming time, even with the help of blood and incense. And even if he succeeded, what good would it do? Could he stop Zhu Yucheng and the monsters of Yuliu?
Wu Shanchan had lived for a long time, so he naturally knew some secrets. It turned out that these families had been trapped here for generations, and if they wanted to leave, there seemed to be an invisible barrier outside.

Most of the pills came from the ghost market, no more, no less, just enough for each family to support one or two direct descendants to break through the foundation-building stage.

He couldn't quite recall the circumstances of the last demonic disaster, but he remembered that it coincided with the time when most of the previous generation had completed their foundation building, with a few perhaps only breaking through to the ninth level and seeking enlightenment. According to Chen Weiyuan, reaching the ninth level of Qi Refining and then foundation building was simply wasting the wealth left by one's ancestors.

He now understood the meaning of these words. If these direct descendants had hope of building a foundation and broke through to the sixth level of Qi Refining in time, they would all be noticed. At least, it would be difficult for them to suffer any harm before they sought sexual intercourse.

As for his legitimate grandson, the matter was complicated. The old man didn't dare to think about which family taboo Wu Heyong had violated to be killed so early.

"Sir, how credible are Xie Shu's words?"

A middle-aged man at the table asked aloud. He was a third-level Qi Refining cultivator, one of Wu Shanchan's recent recruits. His name was Wu Hecun, a muscular figure with a piercing gaze, like a burning fire. Wu Shanchan could see his ambition, but his talent for cultivation was lacking, and he feared he would struggle to protect his legacy.

"Xie Shu said he was working for a prominent figure in Wuhuang. Although he sent a token of trust, he still needs to reconsider."

Wu Shanchan held a bone talisman tightly in his hand, which was emitting a bright white light, and the sound of tigers and wolves roaring seemed to come from it.

Wu Hecun, who was sitting next to him, had a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes. He lowered his head and continued to speak respectfully:
"Sir, since Wu Huang is interested in connecting with us, we naturally cannot miss this opportunity. Moreover, I have heard that Wu Huang has many magical skills that can easily help people build their foundation."

Speaking of this, Wu Hecun's breathing became a little heavier, but it was Wu Shanchan above that restrained his greed.

"We'll discuss this matter after the younger generation of our clan has entered the Spirit Spring. I heard that the Immortal Sect will also send people over by then, and I wonder what instructions they will have. I'm afraid there will be some changes on the plain by then, so choosing a clan to join so early is not a good idea."

Wu Shanchan sighed and gave detailed instructions, asking Wu Hecun to prepare the spiritual spring. Although the man's eyes were a little evasive, Wu Shanchan could see the greed in his eyes clearly.

"His character and talent were carefully selected, and he's already among the best in the clan, yet he's still so useless."

Wu Shanchan missed his grandson at this moment. He cried out in pain, coughed up some blood, and said in a low voice:
"Why do you have to do this? Why do you have to do this? Yong'er, being too strong will only lead to failure. Even if you can survive, it's better than dying a heroic death."

The servants beside him busied themselves taking care of the elderly man.

(End of this chapter)