Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 269 Weird
Biye Mountain, Sanghua Peak.

This peak is the lowest of the three sacred peaks in Bi Ye. There are many kinds of [Tian Yang Mulberry] in the mountain. Every spring, the golden mulberry leaves will shine brightly, as brilliant as brocade. This place was opened up for the members of the various branches of the Liu family to practice cultivation, and many various formations have been set up here.

Qing Yun covered his mouth and chuckled softly, leading the two people behind him to the dojo on the top of the mountain. Liu Xingfang looked a little hesitant, and at this time he spoke softly and asked:

"I'm afraid this is not good. Spells have no eyes. If..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Shaoyue on the side spoke first, his eyebrows turned and he said:

"It's just a discussion of Dao, no need to hurt feelings. You and I are both at the eighth level of Qi Refining. Are you afraid that you won't be able to stop?"

Liu Xingfang held the sword at his waist and said softly:
"My sword only advances, never retreats, for fear of injuring the distinguished guest."

Wu Shaoyue's eyes lit up. She had seen many handsome men, so when Liu Xingfang came out, she had expected it. She just thought he was handsome, but nothing else.

But the other party's current posture aroused some hidden habits in her heart. Her eyes wandered over the silver scabbard and then stopped at the other party's hand holding the sword.

It was a hand covered with scars, not noble at all. It was a hand that held a sword, and it was also a hand that killed people. The extremely sharp sword energy seemed to penetrate through the air and into her heart, tearing her internal organs into pieces.

A slight blush appeared on Wu Shaoyue's face. She turned her head slightly and tried to calm it down with her magic power, but she saw Qingyun in front of her turned his head to look at her with a playful smile and some deep meaning.

She lowered her eyebrows, sighed softly, and said:

"Just a fight. I've heard about the [Disaster-Resisting Sword] for a long time. I wonder how much of its true power Fellow Daoist Xingfang has inherited. Please don't bring disgrace upon the Master's reputation."

She looked at him provocatively, but saw that there was a silvery color in Liu Xingfang's eyes, and he looked cold and indifferent, no longer having the demeanor of a noble family.

Wu Shaoyue was shocked. She felt a warning from a magic weapon in her sea of qi. The other party suddenly had murderous intentions towards her.

This feeling made her tremble and feel a little dizzy. She no longer said anything, but just followed Qingyun Yufeng and landed on the square at the top of the mountain. There was no one on the field at this time. The two of them were a hundred steps apart, looking at each other.

Liu Xingfang held the sword in silence, his Qi was raised to the peak, silver-white lightning flashed on the scabbard, the power was astonishing. After receiving the seal, he studied the Taoist theories left by his master day and night and turned to the Taoist community.

He silently sensed a golden thunder pool in his sea of qi, engraved with the sun, moon, green path, mountains and rivers. It was the [Heavenly Heart Thunder Pool]. Xu Xuan's [Upper Sky Thunder Cloud] was a weapon of thunder, which could accumulate thunder properties and activate spirits to summon soldiers.

[Tianxin Thunder Pool] is close to divine thunder in nature, it is the grand and righteous way, it is the image of the most powerful thunder, located in the sea of qi. As long as one has enough power and position, one can engrave the magic of the ancient artifacts of the Thunder Palace from the void.

[The law of disaster comes naturally] This seal script means that if one follows the way of Thunder Palace, he can take on the position of power. However, it is difficult to know what kind of morality the Thunder Palace adheres to. He has been in charge of law for many years, and it has been effective, but the improvement is not great.

Liu Xingfang naturally knew the power of this seal script. As long as he had enough power and authority, he could almost always bless this thunder pool, treating it as his natal item and then benefiting himself.

Wu Shaoyue, who was standing by, only felt that the man's aura had changed. The intention of social thunder punishment was condensed and did not dissipate, which made her feel a little happy. This morbid state of mind often entangled him, and he often couldn't bear it.

She had agreed with her father to behave normally today, but now it was difficult to stop herself.

It was difficult for her to explain what her habit was. She had the good fortune to meet Tianshui in person, and he had described her as "a moth flying into a flame."

She was not interested in the Daoist traditions such as Dai Qi, She Lei, and Si Xiang because of their strength. On the contrary, if she were to use one word to summarize her views, it would be "elegant".

Compared to the incomplete blood qi, which is a Taoist tradition mixed with evil qi and external objects, dangerous qi has a kind of natural beauty, and community thunder carries out punishment to the extreme, with a pure and gorgeous light that can make people's lives tremble.

She looked at the other person's sword with some joy. It had mysterious patterns of wind, cloud, lion and tiger. It was slender and cold, with bursts of cold light and vigorous sword energy. She liked it very much, and the other person's appearance also pleased her.

Everything is fine.

"Just one move, just enough."

Qing Yun looked at the two with a smile, as if she was just watching the fun without making a big deal out of it. As a Foundation Establishment cultivator, she naturally wasn't afraid of any chaos. If she took action, a ray of magical light would be enough to freeze the two people in front of her. Liu Xingfang exhaled lightly, and the golden thunder pool in his Qi Sea vibrated. He pointed his magic sword forward and said in a deep voice:

"please."

The sharp sword energy rushed towards her, and there was some fanaticism in Wu Shaoyue's eyes. Her aura changed, and the rolling murderous energy gradually and rapidly condensed from the earth veins. She flipped her hand and summoned a short blade, which was neither a knife nor a sword, but in the shape of a twisted snake.

"This is the [Yangsha Triple Treasure Blade], which combines the three evil spirits of gold, fire, and blood. Fellow Daoist, please be careful."

She spoke softly, and in terms of magic weapons alone, this [Yangsha Sanhe Treasure Blade] was far superior to the magic sword in the opponent's hand.

This was clearly a top-grade magical weapon for foundation building, but Liu Xingfang didn't care. He drew his sword and pointed it forward, his momentum rising inch by inch. The two of them attacked almost at the same time.

The precious blade in Wu Shaoyue's hand shot out, corroding the gold evil, spurting the fire evil, and making the blood evil turbid, and they blasted out with such a powerful aura that was rarely seen in the eighth level of Qi Refining.

"Three evil spirits are all evil."

She gave a low shout, and then saw three ferocious evil figures appear on the precious blade, and instantly fell in front of Liu Xingfang. Liu Xingfang then swung his sword to cut them off.

Thunderclouds gathered in the sky, and pure calamity light surged endlessly. The Panpo Sword attracted the thunder, and the silver-white lightning rushed up like an angry dragon. The three evil spirits were immediately wiped out in the lightning, leaving only the precious blade, which was cut off by the sword.

What surged in the lightning was a mighty sword energy, pouring out like a river from the sky. It was exactly [One Qi Penetrating the River]. This sword move was incredibly powerful in his hands, almost as powerful as a third-grade one.

Wu Shaoyue, however, restrained the evil spirit that protected his body at this moment, and looked at the long river of sword energy and silver lightning falling down, with a dazed look on his face.

Liu Xingfang's expression changed. He had already restrained his strength, and the opponent should be able to deal with the remaining sword energy, but why was he so indifferent now?
If Wu Shaoyue was injured, there would inevitably be some unpleasantness, but the sword energy was so fast that he couldn't stop it. Qing Yun, who was standing by, did not move at this time, but just watched with a smile on his face.

Suddenly, a rolling evil energy rose from the earth's veins, and the entire Taoist temple was plunged into darkness. The sky was not bright, and a man in black armor appeared from the evil energy, with a dark vortex in his hand that was constantly spinning, swallowing all the sword energy and lightning.

"Shao Yue, why are you making trouble again? Your last injury just healed, have you forgotten again?"

Seeing that it was his father who had arrived, Wu Shaoyue did not dare to say much and only nodded silently. At this time, Wu Ansha clapped his hands and said with a smile:

"You are indeed Master Xu's disciple. Your sword energy is formidable. Shaoyue, when I asked you to learn swordsmanship, you were always distracted. Now, have you realized how powerful the sword art is?"

At this time, two more streams of light fell from the sky. They were Xu Xuan and Liu Xingfang, who were talking about something before. Wu Ansha's expression changed, and he just said that his daughter had something to do, and escaped in an instant using the earth veins.

The two were worried, so they came to take a look, but they didn't expect this to be the case.

Wu Shaoyue walked to his father's side and whispered a few words, which made his face change slightly and show some joy. He said:
"My daughter's intention is to chat with Tongfang for a few more minutes to improve our relationship."

Xu Xuan smiled when he heard this, looked at his disciples, and said:
"Xingfang, don't cause any more trouble. Just accompany Miss Shaoyue for a walk."

There was a strange look on Liu Xingfang's face. He wanted to say something, but Xu Xuan glared at him, so he had to walk towards Wu Shaoyue.

He saw that the other party's original aloof look had disappeared. His eyes were ambiguous and his face was flushed. He stared at his sword, which made him feel a little cold in his heart. He could only say secretly:
"What does this mean? She also loves swordsmanship?"

Wu Shaoyue had already taken the initiative to step forward and signaled Liu Xingfang to lead the way, so the two of them had no choice but to walk down the mountain.

She quietly took a few steps forward, leaned close to Liu Xingfang's ear, and whispered softly:
"Or you can stab me again, and my father won't know."

Liu Xingfang was speechless for a moment and had to remain silent, pretending to look at the mountain scenery, while complaining in his heart.

"It turns out that there is a lack of intelligence, something is wrong with the brain, this..."

(End of this chapter)