Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 284: Huji
On the prairie, there is Taixu.

The fire was rolling, with a red base and apricot yellow on top, turning into a feather flame. A man walked out slowly from it, with a broad forehead and a high nose, dressed in golden clothes, and a majestic demeanor.

He silently watched the chaos below, standing with his hands behind his back, without any intention of stopping it.

Gradually, a mysterious and yellow aura descended, and a bright light appeared in the upper layer of the sky, as if a curtain was lifted, revealing a vast and boundless scroll, in which an ancient battlefield could be vaguely seen.

Xiangming now activated his magical powers, and the Li fire turned into silk thread, which he used to sew the Taoist map completely above the red cloud. At this time, one could see that in the center of the Taoist map was a ochre-feathered black bird lying on a mountain of corpses. With it as the center, the energy of Wu Earth was deposited at the root of the mountain.

The golden blood of the black bird flowed out and condensed into ancient characters, each corresponding to a person's name. Zhu Yucheng, Wen Fufeng, Chen Changqi, etc., were emitting golden light and were at the top. At the bottom were the names of Xu Xuan, Liu Qiuci and others, which were much dimmer.

Soldiers in standard bronze armor surrounded the bottom of the mountain, many immortals stood in the clouds, water and fire blocked the skylight, and above the corpse of the ochre-feathered black bird, there was a Taixu crack that extended for dozens of miles, from which the dark light gushed out.

Outside the mountain are various monsters, all of which are in their original forms, with primitive and ancient auras. There are even many monsters that have become extinct. They are surrounding a monster with a dragon head, green hair, horns and four legs. Its whole body is white and it looks extraordinary and magical.

The Taoist picture suddenly trembled, and a clear aura of blessings and virtues surged endlessly. Song Zongxiang did not dare to neglect it and bowed slightly. A man walked out slowly from the corpse of the ochre-feathered black bird. He was a young man wearing a black gold robe and surrounded by auspicious light.

He was trailing a trail of golden blood behind him, which spilled into the void and transformed into thick earth energy that condensed and remained stagnant.

This person's face was blurred and covered by thick white mist. He broke through the Taoist map and walked straight in front of Song Zongxiang without saying a word.

"Xiangming, greetings to the Imperial Master Huji."

Song Zongxiang spoke respectfully, but even with his status, he still had to lower himself to the person in front of him.

The young man in the black gold robe slowly raised his head. His eyes were shrouded in white mist and could not be seen, but one could sense his confusion. It seemed that he did not understand what Song Zongxiang said at all.

Song Zongxiang frowned slightly and carefully took out a bronze bell from his arms. There were two words "Danghun" on it, but it was empty inside. He dispersed his magic power and shook it with only his physical strength.

No sound was heard, but blood was oozing from his ears. The National Master Hu Ji in front of him seemed to wake up, and his temperament changed, becoming deep and unfathomable.

"here we go?"

He spoke slowly, his voice a clear masculine voice, like the ringing of a jade bell.

"The Zhu family used that army to suppress the Duan family. We originally estimated that it would take several years, but now Zhu Yucheng has forced it to happen earlier."

King Xiangming's expression was not very good at this moment. It was somewhat infuriating to be forced to act by a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

When he heard Zhu Yucheng's name, the Hu Ji National Master's body shook a little, as if he had split into several figures, and then returned to normal in an instant. He just waved his wide sleeves, and the aura of blessings and virtues condensed into auspicious clouds, covering the sky above, presenting images of golden branches and jade leaves, and dragons and tigers gathering together.

This method was far superior to Song Zongxiang's. In an instant, the entire Xuanhuangdao map was stabilized. A spiritual light rose from the south of the Red Mountain and poured into the map like the sun.

"Since the Shuwang Jigutu has been unfolded, let's open it earlier."

Hu Ji spoke calmly, counting with his fingers, and looked at the chaotic scene below without saying a word. Xiang Ming, who was standing beside him, seemed a little anxious and said in a deep voice:
"Won't Zhu Yucheng's actions affect his future plans? Will this really give him a chance to break through?"

Hu Ji slowly turned his head, with white mist surging on his face, but it seemed that one could feel a pair of eyes as deep as the abyss looking at him.

"King Xiangming, you are a king appointed by the True Lord, with the cultivation level of the middle stage of the Purple Mansion, and a direct descendant of the Fire. Are you still afraid of a Yuanci Purple Mansion that has gone astray?"

"I, Dali, would not act so petty. If he wants to wash away the injustice done to his ancestors and fulfill his duty as a subject, then let him do it."

"He is the one who needs to open the [Fu Yin Bing Fu], and I'm afraid the other members of the Zhu family can't even hold it."

Song Zongxiang wanted to say something else, but seemed to have some reservations and did not want to argue with the national teacher in front of him. After all, although the other party had perfect blessings and virtues, his soul had some defects.

"The Imperial Master has been in seclusion for a long time. Has he found any of Ye Lingxiao's relics? The things belonging to this last prince of Qi, Taoist of Yinguang Palace, must be precious."

After a short silence, Song Zongxiang asked about the national teacher's practice. He said that the way of virtue and fortune lies in emptiness, with enlightenment as the most important thing, and magical power is secondary. The most important thing is fate.

"Ye Lingxiao, like his father, Ye Canxuan, the Emperor Gong of Qi, has a domineering name, but a tragic end. Mortals often say that a humble name is a good thing to raise, and I think there is some truth to that."

"He's hiding very deeply, but he'll be out soon. This time, let [Bai Ze Tu] go through it again, and he'll be able to find him."

Hu Ji continued to look at Chi Yun below. He had been asleep for many years, and this was the first time he saw these new foundation-building people on the prairie. Seeing that Zhuolin had been destroyed and Kongjian Mountain had collapsed, he fell silent for a moment.

"Where are [Tianqiuyan], [Jichoumu], and [Chengxingcha]?"

"We've already decided on the candidates. Da Chi's people are temporarily on loan in the East China Sea. They've already established their foundation and will be back soon. Kong Jian's people are ready and waiting to be deployed. As for Wu's Guang Mu's foundation, he still needs the guidance of the Imperial Master, otherwise it will be difficult to succeed."

Xiangming looked serious, but this Huji Imperial Master seemed a little puzzled and only said softly:

"Dragon from Donghan? What do they want with our people?"

"It was Donghua Heaven's Golden Boy who came to us on his own initiative. Since the Dragon Clan was willing to make some concessions, we acquiesced to the matter. We used the Demon Refining Tower to lock up that little bit of debris, but we didn't gain any benefit at all. However, the Dragon Clan has made some progress in recent years."

Zong Xiang's words were filled with some sighs, but Hu Ji shook his head and said softly:

"This is not right. Why should we get involved? The dragon clan wants to attack Donghua Heaven, but there is little hope. If there were a real dragon, it would be fine. I think these sea worms have forgotten the pain of the sword again."

"When the Pure Yang Sword slew Lu Long, separating the throne from the dragon, causing the dragon to lose some of its sacred nature, don't you remember the pain?"

"Since the time of Dafeng, no celestial dynasty has worshipped these sea worms as totems. Now they dare to touch Donghua. Aren't they afraid that the little spiritual energy they have will be sapped away, and they will become demonic beasts?"

Zong Xiang was shocked when he heard this. After all, the East Sea Dragon Clan was still a top force in the world. Such remarks were really shocking. He could only say in a low voice:

"After all, the two Dragon Lords are here, and I've also asked His Majesty, so I don't think anything will go wrong."

"Send someone to negotiate earlier and bring the person back. Do you really think Shaoyang is easy to deal with? Kunweitian is the most important and cannot afford any mistakes."

Hu Ji sighed, and Zong Xiang beside him could only agree. The two were silent for a while, both looking at the blood and fire below, each with their own thoughts, no one knew what they were thinking.
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Liu family.

The green and lush treasure willow rose up to support the sky, and green light fell from the sky like rain. The mountain-guarding formation had already been activated, and many members of the Liu family were running around with panicked expressions.

Silver lightning flashed from the horizon. Xu Xuan looked into the distance and saw that the south seemed to have calmed down. He felt a chill in his heart. There were only two possibilities: one was that the Zhu family had called back their troops, but it was just a test, and the other was that the Duan family had been captured.

Judging from the current situation, the latter possibility is higher. Even though Xu Xuan and the Duan family have some old grudges, the two sides are superficially close but actually at odds with each other. Duan Chengsi's cultivation is also average, and the only thing he can be praised for is that he is Duan Pingdu.

But the Duan family's foundation is very rich. At least in terms of formation, it is far superior to the sect and the Liu family. Their ability to defend should be the strongest. If the Duan family cannot hold on, the protection of the sect will probably be useless.

"The breath of the underworld."

Tian Tuo's voice rang out, a hint of surprise in it. Xu Xuan's worry grew even stronger upon hearing this. "I'm afraid this is the Zhu family's tricks. I've heard they have a deep background, but I didn't expect them to be this powerful."

He rode the wind down and stopped outside the formation. Not long after, he saw a man in a white robe riding the wind out. When he saw the person coming, there was a hint of joy between his brows. It was Liu Baiyuan.

"senior!"

"Take me to your father quickly."

Xu Xuan didn't say anything polite. The situation was urgent, so Liu Baiyuan didn't care about etiquette. He asked someone to open the formation and welcome the master of Dachi Temple in.

"My father is at the top of Biye Mountain, the abbot."

Liu Baiyuan wanted to say a few more words, but he saw that the other party's figure had disappeared, leaving only silver lightning dissipating on the spot.

Xu Xuan arrived at the main peak of Biye Mountain in an instant. The last time he came here, they were still discussing marriage, and the atmosphere was peaceful. But now it was such a critical situation, which made Xu Xuan sigh in his heart.

Liu Qiuci was standing in the clouds at this time, remotely controlling the entire formation. Seeing Xu Xuan coming here, he nodded slightly. Beside him was Qing Yun. This monster was also working hard at this time, emitting magic light from time to time to stabilize the formation.

"How is the Duan family?"

Xu Xuan stopped and didn't waste any words. He helped Liu Qiuci maintain the formation. Including the spiritual willow, the only ones left in the Liu family who had established their foundation were Liu Qiuci and Qing Yun. They were far inferior to the Duan family. If the other party came to attack, it would be difficult to resist.

"I'm afraid we've already been defeated."

Liu Qiuci's face turned ashen, no longer his usual leisurely demeanor. He had been worried about many things over the years, but he had never expected that the Zhu family would suddenly make a move and disrupt all his plans in an instant.

"I'm afraid we can't stop them. Zhu Yucheng didn't even make a move, and Zhu Yuanyun alone led the troops to break through the Duan family's formation. I looked into the distance and saw a dark scene, and then I understood."

"The Zhu family is probably hiding a group of soldiers, waiting in the netherworld, and only today did they send out their troops to the plains."

"You and I have underestimated this person."

Xu Xuan's expression darkened slightly, and he only said in a low voice:
"If you want to resist, I will send people to help you, and I will also go into battle myself. If you feel that the situation is impossible, even if you temporarily surrender, it will not violate the oath between the two families."

He did not demand anything from Liu Qiuci. The strength displayed by the Zhu family now made even him feel shocked, not to mention the Liu family which had been weak for many years. Liu Qiuci had just broken through to the middle stage, and only Qing Yuliu in the family could barely reach the late stage of foundation building.

Zhu Yucheng alone might be able to suppress the Liu family. It would be unwise to fight to the death.

But Liu Qiuci looked at the blood and fire burning in the distance, shook his head, and said softly:
"I don't want to surrender. Zhu Yucheng has lived to this day, and there is nothing left in his heart. He can't see his family, he can't see his descendants, and he only remembers the old history."

"We still have to give it a try. At least, we won't let people look down on us. Even if we surrender, we can negotiate more terms and find a way out for our people."

He turned his brows and looked at Xu Xuan beside him, and said softly:

"What about you? Xu Xuan, what do you think of the Zhu family? Does Da Chi want to fight to the death, or endure for now?"

A pure silver lightning flashed from the depths of Xu Xuan's pupils. The pale grey magic sword behind him rang out. He slowly drew his sword, his heart-pounding aura rising little by little. He only spoke softly:
"You're right. Surrendering without a fight is not our style."

"I want to challenge him to a duel of swords, but there's no need to let my men, who are practicing Qi and fetal breathing, engage in a bloody fight. This will only lead to more bloodshed and unnecessary hatred."

"Liu Qiuci, can you trust me?"

Qing Yun on the side looked a little hesitant, as if he wanted to say something, but Liu Qiuci looked over with a firm gaze. Qing Yun understood and said no more.

The head of the Liu family's hands trembled a little as he slowly took out something from his arms. It was a willow leaf carved from green jade with two words engraved on it: [Jiu Yin].

"Is Chi Ming Ling available?"

Liu Qiuci spoke in a low voice, and Xu Xuan was a little startled. He didn't know how the other party knew about his token, but he still took out the red token.

The two tokens [Jiu Yin] and [Chi Ming] appeared at the same time. Xu Xuan saw in a trance the strands of mysterious yellow energy falling and entangled on the two tokens.

An invisible pressure fell on him. He looked at himself and Liu Qiuci, and felt that the aura of both of them had changed, but he couldn't tell.

Liu Qiuci handed the [Correct Yin Order] in his hand to Xu Xuan and said softly:

"The Liu family supports you. You are the disciple of Chongyang Sword Immortal. You will definitely lead us to a way out. These old hatreds and honors are too far away for me to see clearly."

"Compared to my homeland or my family's history, I value the future."

"How could I not remember the humiliation I suffered over the years? But who am I to ask them? Or rather, who should I ask?"

Xu Xuan slowly tightened his grip on the [Correcting Yin Order]. He felt that some great force was gradually falling upon him, as if the sky was falling. At this moment, the [Purple Mystery Attraction Technique] was instantly perfected, and the invaluable purple qi condensed into a cloud of celebration in his sea of ​​qi.

'This is the overall situation, this is the law of fate, it's up to me, it's up to me'

A sharp cry of killing came from the south. Liu Qiuci looked stern and said in a deep voice:

"I will mobilize the Qi State's tomb below to hold out for a while. I'll give you a chance to show the Zhu family our resolve."

"He wants to die, but we also want to live. Xu Xuan, I believe you this time."

Xu Xuan's eyes were resolute, the wind was blowing so hard that his sleeves fluttered in the wind. He just stepped forward and patted Liu Qiuci on the shoulder.

"You will live up to your trust."

The silver lightning disappeared in an instant. At the same time, the dark energy in the south sky became thicker and thicker. Soldiers in bronze armor stepped out from the dark energy, without saying a word, but exuding a heart-pounding aura. They lined up in formation, like a heavenly sword, pointing directly at the green field.

In the clouds, Xu Xuan looked forward. The magnetic light turned into many circles, shrinking and condensing, collapsing and disintegrating. The light in the sky was disordered, making him feel suffocated.

A man walked out slowly from among them, with eagle-like eyes and wolf-like gaze, a stern aura, and dressed in a jet-black robe. He looked intently and said in a low voice:

"Interesting. Wen Fufeng and I have fought each other, and we've won three times and lost three times. Today, you will take his place and decide the final match."

He flipped his hand and grasped a dark golden tiger-head spear, emitting an extremely sharp aura. A treasure mountain formed by magnetic field slowly appeared above him. The Danting sword rang continuously and was unsheathed.

Xu Xuan held the sword, and the bright lights of [Jiu Yin] and [Chi Ming] on his body surged, and the two energies of Ji Wood and Bing Fire intertwined and entangled his body.

Taixu, in the sacred mountain in the [Shuwang Ji Gutu], the two characters "Xu Xuan" condensed from the blood of the ochre-feathered black bird quickly rose to the top, standing side by side with Zhu Yucheng.

(End of this chapter)