Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 275 Mysterious Thunder
On the top of the mountain, in the temple.

Mysterious patterns of purple-gold flying snakes covered the entire ceiling, and twelve long golden and jade beams evenly separated from the center. White mist rose, with faint lightning escaping, condensing into gold and stone, and falling into a black water rock pool below, making a tinkling sound.

Beside the pool, a woman in a purple dress squatted there without any grace, staring blankly at the ripples in the water.

Behind her stood a middle-aged Taoist priest with deep brows and eyes, dressed in a purple and gold robe, a moon-shaped cape and a star-shaped scarf, a black crown and a clean robe. At this moment, his face showed a helpless look.

"Yier, you sneaked out. Did you tell my elder brother Gong Xiang? I have a distinguished guest to meet today and I don't have time to care about you."

Xin Yuanchang's tone was a little serious. The master of Zijin Temple had a close personal relationship with the master of Yin Leishan, and was even more familiar with Xu Yi who had sneaked away. He couldn't say anything harsh at this time.

Xu Yi stood up and first gave the elder a flattering smile and winked.

"Uncle, my father went to the North Sea to catch the Thunder Whale. He won't be back for ten years and won't have time to take care of me."

Xin Yuanchang frowned. Although Xu Gongxiang was his sworn brother, he was so unrestrained in his actions, even more so than Xu Yi. He ignored the mountain gate and went to catch the whale first, which was quite unique.

"Master Yin Guang, is he still in charge of Yin Lei Mountain?" He thought about it and felt that this master was mature and steady, and should be in control of the situation firmly.

"Grandfather went to Chi Lei Dao to reason with him, but he's not here now."

Xu Yi smiled slightly, but Xin Yuanchang's eyelids twitched when he heard it. He was silent for a moment and said,

"Who is watching Yin Leishan now? Your junior sister?"

"That's right. Junior Sister Wei Hua has now broken through to the foundation building stage, so it's time for her to take on more responsibilities. My grandfather asked my father to guard the mountain gate, and my father entrusted it to me, so I asked Junior Sister to come."

Xu Yi chuckled and said softly:
"The south is peaceful, so there's no need to worry, uncle. I wanted to come here to look for my grandfather, but I couldn't find him, so I came to your place first."

Xu Yi paced slowly around the black water pool in front of him, curiously looking at the divine thunder and gold stone falling from the roof of the temple. Xin Yuanchang knew that his niece was playful and was afraid that she would stay here and not leave, so there was a hint of worry between his brows.

If it were any other time, it would be fine, he would certainly welcome Xu Yi to visit, but now that Yin Leishan was unattended, Xu Yi came out so carelessly, which was really careless.

He was about to continue to persuade her, but he felt the token getting slightly warm. He frowned and said:

"The sword immortal I invited is here, Yi'er, are you available?"

"Let me take a look. Just say I'm your daughter. I guarantee nothing will go wrong. My father has no objection."

"You're ridiculous"

Xin Yuanchang was troubled by her interference. He knew that his brother's daughter was very clever and would never give up until she achieved her goal, so he could only sigh, give her a few instructions, and let her follow him.

Xu Yi nodded vigorously, and obediently put his hands and feet in. At this moment, his temperament changed, and he looked a bit like an immortal. With an unfathomable smile on his face, he followed Xin Yuanchang.

Outside the hall, Xin Henian went in first, bowed and reported that he was Xin Yuanchang's nephew. His father died early, and he was raised by this elder, so they had a close relationship.

"Report to the abbot, the distinguished guest of Dachi Temple has arrived and is waiting in the outer hall."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked up and saw a woman in a purple dress standing behind his uncle. A look of horror appeared on her face, but it quickly subsided. There was confusion in her eyes and she was speechless.

Xin Yuanchang sighed and said:

"Please allow Master Xu to come in. Is that Dharma Protector Liang? You can accompany him around the mountain."

Xin Henian took the order and retreated. He finally glanced at Xu Yi above him, with a look of surprise on his face. Why did this person come to his own mountain gate?

The black stone carved door of the hall slowly opened, and Xu Xuan stepped inside. He first saw the purple-gold Teng Snake pattern on the ceiling of the hall, and then followed the falling lightning to see the two people in front of the pool. The middle-aged Taoist must be Xin Yuanchang, and as for the purple-clothed woman, he ignored her and looked normal.

Xin Yuanchang smiled kindly, took a few steps forward, and said in a mellow voice:
"Zijin Temple, Xin Yuanchang, greets the Great Red Temple Master."

"I have long admired the great name of the Master of Purple Gold Temple. Now that I have met him, I can see that his reputation is truly well-deserved."

Xu Xuan responded and slightly sensed Xin Yuanchang's breath. This person was undoubtedly at the peak of foundation building, with strong magic power and perfect immortal foundation. He was a figure like Yang Yuanyi, ready to break through to the Purple Mansion at any time.

As for Xu Yi, who was still at the middle stage of foundation building, he saluted slightly and said in a soft voice:

"Greetings, Senior. My name is Xin Yinan."

Xin Yuanchang smiled slightly and looked at the woman beside him with kind eyes.

"This is my legitimate daughter. She admires the Sword Immortal's demeanor and has come with me to welcome him."

Xu Xuan's eyes twitched slightly when he heard this. After not seeing him for a long time, he wondered what Xu Yi was up to again. However, he naturally couldn't expose it at the moment, so he just smiled and said:

"I have never heard that the abbot has any offspring. I am indeed short-sighted. At this age, he is already in the middle stage of foundation building, which is not much different from the direct descendants of the Purple Mansion Immortal Dao."

Xu Yi, or rather Xin Yinan, smiled shyly and said softly, "Senior, you are too kind. I have been studying Taoism away from home since I was young and rarely return to the monastery, so there are not many rumors about me. As for my cultivation level, how can I dare to compare it with the disciples of Zifu Xianshan? The gap is huge."

'Still pretending'

Xu Xuan was speechless and too lazy to pay attention to her. He looked at Xin Yuanchang who was standing beside him. The other party made a gesture of invitation, and the three of them sat down together.

The thunder energy in the hall was strong. Xu Xuan glanced over and saw twelve purple-gold flying snakes carved on the top of the hall, intertwined with golden beams. Beside them were golden-armored gods holding swords and knives, pointing together at a golden divine thunder sun in the center.

The sun was surrounded by lightning patterns, shaped like sword blades, densely packed. Golden lightning accumulated in the sun and turned into thumb-sized pieces of gold and stone, falling down.

Below the Great Sun Carving is a black pool, which seems to be made of piled rocks. The water on the outside is pure black, and there is a hazy purple inside. Whenever the gold and stone above fall into the pool, there seems to be a vibration sound, but if you listen carefully, there is silence.

"Master Xu has mastered the sword spirit and has gained considerable fame in the surrounding counties. He has even been heard of in the lands further west."

Xin Yuanchang spoke first. He had a long beard and stared at the black water pool below, speaking in a low voice.

"I feel so ashamed. I wonder why you have come to see me?"

Xu Xuan didn't want to argue with him and asked directly what happened. However, he saw Xin Yuanchang pondering for a while. When the ripples in the pond below began to rise again, he looked at Xu Xuan and said in a deep voice:

"Fellow Daoist, you are quite straightforward. I won't say any more polite words then."

"I came here to deepen trade relations with your temple, and also to discuss weapon refining. I have a special magical weapon that ordinary weapon refiners cannot handle. I heard that your temple has a fire spirit who is an ancient weapon master and should be able to handle it."

"I wonder what kind of magical weapon it is?"

There was some curiosity in Xu Xuan's eyes. It seemed that Zi Jin Guan had a close relationship with Yin Leishan, and Xin Yuanchang himself was a famous foundation-building master. It should not be difficult to find a weapon refiner. He didn't know why Wen Guang had to come.

There was a hint of hesitation on Xin Yuanchang's elegant face, and he flipped his hand and took out an object.

Xu Xuan took a closer look and saw that it was a piece of sword blade, dark gold in color, about one finger long, and the broken part was flush. The sharp aura was scattered in all directions, and golden lightning gathered in it, which was frightening. A ball of red fire surrounded the top, and the flame was bright.

Xu Xuan was slightly surprised. This thing did not look like a foundation-building item. It actually had a bit of the aura of supernatural powers, as if it was taken from a spiritual weapon.

"I want to use this sword tip as a base to forge a foundation-building magic sword. I heard your Excellency is good at forging swords. I wonder if you can complete it?"

"Let me observe for a moment."

Xu Xuan did not respond directly, but took the sword and looked at it carefully. For some reason, after the contact, he seemed to hear a tragic sound.

"This spiritual sword cut through the bloodline of the Vermillion Bird, and it cuts through the Purple Palace and upwards."

Tiantuo's voice was solemn. When he spoke at this time, Xu Xuan was shocked. He understood what this red fire was. It was a fire of separation. The sound was probably the cry of a bird of separation.

Xu Xuan's eyes fixed, he turned the sword back, and said in a deep voice:

"I don't know what spiritual weapon it was left on, and why it broke. I need to sort this out so I can recast it."

Xin Yuanchang looked at Xu Yi and said softly:
"Yier, you are familiar with this matter, please tell me about it."

Xu Yi seemed to have been holding it in for a long time, and now he had the opportunity to speak, and said in a deep voice:

"This is the tip of the [Shenglie] spiritual sword. The Purple Gold Temple belonged to the [Xuanlei Dousha Immortal Dao] of the West Sea. Later, this Dao was destroyed, and the founder took this sword and fled to the shore. Coincidentally, he met Li Xing and took root in Chonghua."

"This sword once slew a [Li Younan Yandan Bird], and a stream of fire was born from it. It was then presented to a prominent figure in the court. The remaining blade is badly damaged, and all its spiritual essence has been lost."

Xu Xuan looked at the sword tip, remained silent for a while, and said:
"I can give it a try, but I need to ask the weapon refiner to take a look before I can make a definitive conclusion."

"Okay, in that case, Master, take this sword with you when you leave. If it's feasible, send someone to list the spiritual objects you need, and I will deliver them."

When Xin Yuanchang saw that the other party agreed to this matter, the worry in his eyes and brows lessened.

"If it works, I think the reward can be scriptures, magical instruments, spiritual objects, etc., which are worth 30% more than the current market value. If it doesn't work, I don't think I will bother you too much."

Xu Xuan had no objection to this. Recasting was just about putting in the effort. Wen Guang was skilled enough, so it should be possible. However, his mind was currently on the name Xu Yi mentioned. Confused, he said:

"[Xuan Lei Dou Sha Xian Dao], I wonder what kind of Dao it is. Why is it so close to [Xuan Lei Tian Shu Xian Dao]? It seems to be related to it."

Xin Yuanchang's originally calm expression suddenly became tense. After a moment of silence, he looked at Xu Yi beside him. The two exchanged glances, and it was Xu Yi who spoke, speaking softly:
"There is some connection, but not a close one. They both share the title of Xuan Lei."

"It's just a bit of the ancestral energy."

(End of this chapter)