Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 261 Stop the war
Yunzhou, the beginning of Jinshan.

Lingshan is high and majestic, with few green trees to be seen. All you can see is white and gray, like a rusty sword in the sky, breaking through the sea of clouds. There are seven spiritual peaks in the middle, distributed like the Big Dipper, which naturally contains a murderous aura.

It was autumn at this time, and the wind was as sharp as a knife and the frost was raging across the sky, causing thousands of dark golden lines to appear on the mountains. That was the Gengjin Qi in the earth's veins surging and flowing, echoing the celestial phenomena. Platinum-colored ancient pines stood scattered in the mountains, emitting golden Qi and making a sound of metal clashing.

In the mountain, light blue mist diffused. There were many disciples wearing dark gold Taoist robes walking around in Shijin Mountain. Regardless of gender, age or young, most of them had solemn expressions and were serious. As the mountain gate of Taizhen Sect, ordinary people who entered would probably think they had come to a military town rather than a fairy mountain.

Renqing Peak is a place with abundant spiritual energy. There is a sky river hanging from the top of the peak all year round, which goes straight into the valley in the peak without any sound, flows out of Shijin Mountain and rushes to the river. As the first of the seven peaks of Shijin, this place is so big that one peak is enough to be compared with the ordinary Zifu Fairy Mountain.

The Taixu Cave opened, and the young man in golden clothes flew down on the wind, gathering the golden wind around him. When the many disciples on the peak saw the return of the real person, they all bowed and saluted in the same manner, creating a solemn atmosphere.

Wan Jin frowned imperceptibly, waved his hand to let everyone stand up, and flew straight to the cave at the highest point of the peak. At the top of the peak, under an octagonal pear wood pavilion, there was a rough bluestone round table with a chessboard on it.

A middle-aged man sat at the table, wearing a dark white Taoist robe with dark gold patterns on it. The lines on his face were cold and hard, as if carved by a knife or an axe. He used a small silver sword to pin his hair. At this moment, he was quietly looking at the unfinished game on the table, weighing a black piece, thinking silently.

Wan Jin didn't dare to disturb them and just waited quietly outside the pavilion. After a long time, the middle-aged man took back the black piece but did not put it down. He turned his eyes majestically and turned to the outside of the pavilion.

"Jianzhen, but is it over?"

Wan Jin didn't say much at this time, just nodded, and instantly entered the pavilion, took out a jade sceptre and a golden magic sword, and handed them all to his master.

"Reporting to Master, the poison was repelled by your decree, and nothing went wrong. I obtained the Tianchen Gui safely."

The one in front of him was none other than Yue Lingxu, one of Taizhen's most advanced Purple Mansion cultivators, who had already reached the pinnacle. His Taoist name was [Zhi Ge], but he was not from the most prestigious Mei family in the mountains. Instead, he stepped out of the ordinary world and practiced step by step until now, making Renqing Peak only one level behind Gengwu Peak, which was presided over by the Mei family.

Zhenren Zhige put away the Tiancheng Gui and grasped the [Golden Scale] in his other hand. This heavy Gengjin weapon of spiritual treasure level was very docile in his hand, and the hook snake statue made a joyful sound.

Wan Jin sighed lightly, with a look of reluctance on his face, looking at the golden scale. This spiritual sword was originally given to his master by the True Lord, and later he was allowed to take charge of the sword temporarily and preside over Chi Yun's affairs. Now that the matter is done, he will naturally take it back.

"How did you get it? Who did you send to help you get it?"

Master Zhige took back the golden scales and turned his gaze to look at Wanjin.

"The one who found the foundation-building stage in Chiyun was Wen Fufeng's disciple, Xu Xuan."

Wan Jin's voice was a little hesitant, but Zhige shook his head slightly, with a rare look of helplessness on his face.

"This is not right. The Great Scarlet Sky Sword is under the command of Feng Xuan, and all the people above are of the same lineage. This is like letting the brother take the younger brother's wealth and give it to outsiders. He will definitely remember your actions today."

"Just building the foundation."

Wan Jin spoke softly at this time, but as soon as he said it, he realized that he had said something wrong. He raised his head and looked at the opposite side, and saw a pair of eyes emitting a murderous aura, looking straight at him.

"It's Myeongjin Cave."

This is the Gengjin magical power passed down uniquely by the Taizhen Sect. It can make every word a person says come from the heart without any pretense, and it can also rectify one's Taoist heart and improve one's Taoist practice.

This magical power is extremely difficult to practice. Among all the Purple Palaces in the mountains, only the True Man Zhi Ge has achieved it. Now, Wan Jin has encountered it and is in great pain.

"You came from a good family and practiced in a cave when you were young. Later, Mei Tianya said that you were almost heartless, so he asked you to practice in the mountains. At that time, you had just completed the foundation building and became my disciple."

Yue Lingxu looked a little emotional. He didn't blame Wan Jin for anything at this moment, but just talked about the old times quietly.

"You are a direct descendant of Taizhen, and you practiced quickly. You broke through the Purple Mansion early on, which is much better than I did at the beginning. However, your cultivation slowed down later."

"Master."

Wan Jin felt a little ashamed at this time and did not dare to look at his master. He lowered his eyebrows and golden energy leaked from his side, dyeing the bluestone chair under him into dark gold.

"You're still too comfortable. I'm here, the mountain gate is here, and my lord is here. What do you have to worry about? Who in the world do you really care about?"

When Wan Jin heard this, he felt a chill in his heart. The magical powers he was proud of abandoned him at this moment. It seemed as if time had gone back to the time when he left the cave and was taken to Renqing Peak.

"I'm not blaming you today. Reclaiming the Tianchen Gui is indeed a meritorious deed, but you should still be more thoughtful in your future actions. Even though Xu Xuan is only at the Foundation Establishment stage, who knows if he will eventually break through to the Purple Mansion?"

"You have established a good relationship with him today. Who knows, there might be a sword immortal outside the mountain who will come to your aid in the future. Besides, the Fuchen Sect killed his master. Since you can't stand the people of Fuchen, why not use this person?
Zhi Ge Zhenren just shook his head and said softly:

"You have also cultivated supernatural powers. Don't treat everything with a playful attitude anymore. Military strategists plan before taking action, but you act without restraint. This is why it is difficult for you to advance in your cultivation."

Wan Jin felt a cold sweat dripping down his forehead. His father had died young in a battle with a Liao cultivator, and he had been raised by his master since childhood. They had a deep bond, and what he heard was even more profound. "I didn't say anything before because I knew I was still around. I'd be there to help you through anything. Even if things didn't work out, there was still the Mei family and the sect. You have the right to be willful, and I'll turn a blind eye to your absurd behavior."

"Now that my life span is almost over, your protection has been reduced. You should act more cautiously. Do you understand this?"

"See, I really understand."

When Wan Jin heard this, his eyes turned red. Immortals had a vague idea of lifespan. It was only then that he realized that Zifu had a lifespan of 500 years, but his master only had half a hundred left.

"Renqing Peak, whether it will be yours or the Mei family's in the future depends on your own luck."

Yue Lingxu stood up at this time, shook his head, and said in a meaningful tone.

Wan Jin didn't understand what his master meant, and looked at him blankly with a puzzled look.

"Jianzhen. The Lord gave you this name after a decree." Yue Lingxu spoke in a steady voice, continuing, "You are to be the master of the Taizhen Sect, not the Patriarch of the Mei Family. Do you understand the difference?"

"The disciple understands."

Wan Jin looked at his master and responded softly.

Zhi Ge just sighed, and with a stroke of his finger, he broke through Taixu and said in a deep voice:

"I will go to [Gengshitian] to meet the Lord, and then I will go into seclusion in the cave to seek the golden position. From today on, Renqing Peak will be under your jurisdiction."

He thought about it, then took out a golden magic sword, which was the [Golden Scale], and handed it to Wan Jin again.

"This spiritual sword will be in your hands from now on. I only hope you can hold it well."

After saying this, Zhi Ge stepped into the void and disappeared in a flash. Wan Jin felt that this was a farewell and the next time they met, it might be between life and death. He took the magic sword, bowed respectfully, his voice trembling.

"Best regards, Master."

There was silence above, no sound. Wan Jin felt uneasy. There were two people at the peak of Purple Mansion in the mountain. One was the current head of the Mei family, Mei Tianya, who was his elder and the current leader of Taizhen.

"Geng Jin" does not have a noble position. After all these years, the sect has established two Taoist lines, one is [Military Conquest], the other is [Peace and Stability to Stop War], both of which are methods to seek a position.

Although they both hold the same position, their situations are vastly different. The founder of the sect ascended to the throne by taking advantage of the chaos in other countries, so "Geng Jin" tends to use military force. When Li and Liao were fighting and the world was in chaos, it was the time when "military force" was evident.

As for [Jing'an] taking the throne, it was to stop war with force and make the world peaceful and prosperous. How can we prove it now?
Even though Mei Jianzhen was born in the Mei family, he had been practicing with Yue Lingxu since he was young, and had little affection for his clan. Moreover, because he followed Zifu, a clan from another family, he was subtly neglected.

"If the master can ask for the position of [Bingwu]."

He only dared to think about it in his heart. You have to know that Yue Lingxu's Taoist name was given by the True Lord himself. "Zhi Ge!" This attitude was very clear, that is, to let him prove the position of "Jing'an".

Wan Jin sighed softly, feeling that Renqing Peak had become much colder at this moment. He had always had a weak relationship with the main clan, and even less communication with that elder. Now it was time to consider the future.

With his master's teachings still in his mind, he began to reflect on his previous actions, feeling that there were many things wrong with them.

Wan Jin gripped the golden scales tightly, and the sword energy shot out and echoed endlessly, and then his expression calmed down little by little. Now there were only two major things in front of him. One was the old grudge between Fu Chen An's family and Ren Qingfeng, which was almost impossible to resolve, and he needed to make arrangements early. The other was the relationship with Mei Tianya, which needed to be eased a little.

In the past, he had his master around, so he naturally disdained to ask for anything from the clan. But today, when the clothes that his master had put on him were taken off, he deeply felt that Renqing Peak was really cold.

'Xu Xuan.'

He silently recited the name. This person was very good at fighting and had also cultivated the sword intent. The hatred between him and Fu Chen was only temporarily buried because of the difference in cultivation. If he could become a supernatural power, he could be used as a sharp sword.

"You should go to Dali Leibu and learn about the law of the "She Lei". "

Wan Jin breathed a sigh of relief. He was not a fool. He had already made many plans quickly and was just waiting to take action.

The sky was filled with wind and frost, and the autumn air was chilling. The Milky Way was still rushing, falling into the Renqing Peak. In the valley on the peak stood a gray stone tablet, on which stood a sinister dragon aura and surging Ren light, with a line of words engraved on it.

"Respectfully thanking Senior Zhige for his assistance, I have specially selected the first-class [Golden Clear Sky River] from Mingze to honor the name Renqing. - Muyang Lake."

(End of this chapter)