Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 29 Poisoning
Successfully killed the monster and passed the last level.

The stone chamber opened, and a stream of pure energy descended from the sky, repairing Liu Xiaowen's injuries, just enough to allow him to recover.

Liu Xiaowen had no time to care about these things. He just felt a surge of blood rushing up his body, as if he had been poisoned by heat. His heart could not calm down, his vision began to blur, as if a fire was burning in his heart.

The bloody smell of the monster stimulated him so much that he could not stand steadily, and his whole body began to tremble as if he had a chill. In a trance, he seemed to see a fiery red centipede crawling towards him, drilling into his flesh little by little.

His state of mind began to change. The corpses of monsters that had died at his hands kept appearing. He began to imagine what would happen if the sword in his hand were to hit a person. Shouldn't he be able to cut everything in half with just one sword?

Dense black spells crawling like worms emerged from under his skin and began to wriggle as if they had a soul.

He seemed to understand something, and a smile of relief and enlightenment appeared on his face. All the things that he had not dared to think about in the past came to his mind one by one, and his face showed infinite joy.

Xu Xuan clearly sensed this unusual movement. The ancient seal characters [Yang Sui Jiang Huo] on the white jade stele began to dim little by little, and a black gas emerged. The seal characters seemed to be bitten by insects, and the red flames on them gradually went out, and were covered with a layer of copper-green color.

"Xiao Wen, something bad happened."

This seal script was directly connected to Liu Xiaowen. Now that it showed signs of change, something must have happened below. The people from Changsheng Temple were still around, so he didn't dare to make any big moves. He just whispered to Liu Qiuci:

"Can you give up this underground palace trial and let my disciple out?"

Liu Qiuci looked a little surprised, but still replied:
"This is no joke. The Immortal Sect didn't give us a chance, but issued an order that we must bring our direct descendants with us. We just want to ensure that there will be no casualties."

"Once the underground palace is opened, it cannot be stopped, otherwise it will ruin other people's business."

Xu Xuan stopped talking and focused his whole heart on sensing the ancient white jade stele. He channeled the pure air surrounding his body into the four ancient characters of [Yang Sui Jiang Huo] and was in a stalemate with the insect-like phenomenon, but on the surface he remained calm.

Inside the stone chamber, Liu Xiaowen's transformation had reached a critical juncture, but a stream of clear air surged from his spiritual platform, making his mind clearer and coming back to his senses.

‘Master. ’

He didn't know what changes had happened to him, but he remembered the faces of the people in the mountain gate, which brought his consciousness back a little.

Although Xu Xuan tried his best to stop the change, it was still a drop in the bucket. He could only watch the ancient seal connected with Liu Xiaowen gradually become darker.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Xu Xuan was afraid that the people in Changsheng Temple would notice something was wrong, so he didn't dare to make any big moves.

The old Taoist in the pavilion also noticed the unusual movement at this moment. He felt that the poison had found a host, but he didn't know who it was.

Just when Xu Xuan was at a loss, the blood flower under the [Xuan Qi Lei Mu] in his qi sea moved.

The flower shook slightly, and the black spots that Xu Xuan had seen in the elixir before appeared again, matching the insect-biting phenomenon, and leading the black air away to another place, disappearing from view.

The abnormality on Liu Xiaowen's body gradually faded, and the black spell on his skin dissipated. A red-armored centipede emerged from behind him, and the flesh on its back parted like ripples. Tiny black spots appeared on the head of the red fighting centipede, invisible to the naked eye.

The centipede trembled a few times and walked towards the exit, heading towards the cleansing place, as if it had found a better place.

In the place of refinement, there is a high platform with [Heaven-sent Blessing] engraved on the stone wall.

Two people had already arrived: the young Taoist priest from Changsheng Temple and the younger generation of the Zhu family, each occupying a separate area. This area was spacious, with a pond in front, and the floor was made of blue bricks, covered with moss.

The pool was dry and there was no spring water. Only four balls of clear air emerged, emitting bright light.

The younger generation from the Zhu family has reached the late stage of fetal breathing. His name is Zhu Chenglu and he is currently meditating and regulating his breathing.

He had fought his way here, having endured many hardships. His breathing was unstable, his clothes were torn, and although his injuries had been repaired by the vital energy, he still showed signs of fatigue. Across from the Changsheng Temple, Xiao Cunsi had already absorbed a stream of the most abundant pure energy, more than the other three combined. This was what the sect had reserved for him.

He traveled all the way without encountering any difficulties, and not even a corner of his clothes got dirty.

"You are a bunch of old and young people who will die at the hands of monsters sooner or later. How dare you compete with me for something like that?"

This thought suddenly came to his mind, and an extreme sense of contempt and fighting rose in his heart. His blood rushed to his head, and his heart seemed to be burning with fire.

Along the way, he kept reciting the Heart Purification Mantra silently, not daring to have the slightest desire to fight, for fear that the poison would fall on him.

But now, the thing that he feared the most happened.

Dense black spells appeared on his skin and squirmed constantly. He vaguely felt something drilling into his back and fitting tightly to his spine.

Zhu Chenglu, who was standing by, cried out in surprise when he saw something strange happening to the disciple from Changsheng Temple.

However, Xiao Cunsi had already picked up the magic weapon and attacked. He let out a hoarse beast-like cry, his eyes burning red, but the magic spells in his hands were not disordered at all. He shot out a beam of magic light, forcing Zhu Chenglu to take real action.

"You are crazy!"

Zhu Chenglu shouted that Changsheng Temple had already determined the best cleansing energy. He wondered what had gone wrong with Xiao Cunsi.

The two sides soon engaged in a fight. At the beginning, they were still fighting back and forth, making hand gestures and offering some magical weapons to each other, but soon the two of them were entangled like wild beasts.

In a short while, both of them were sent out together.

The people outside were wondering whether their disciples could win the opportunity for refinement, but they didn't expect that two people would be teleported out at once.

It was none other than Zhu Chenglu, who had the highest level of cultivation, and Xiao Cunsi, the direct descendant of Changsheng Temple.

Xiao Cunsi still refused to give in and rushed forward, raising a jade sword in his hand and thrusting it out. At this moment, the black spell on his body had completely disappeared, but his eyes were slightly red, as if he was possessed.

Zhu Chenglu didn't bother with this madman anymore and ran straight towards the ladder.

The guiding boy saw that his senior brother looked crazy and was about to stop him, but he didn't expect that his senior brother, who had always been gentle, would stab him in the heart with a sword.

"enough!"

Taoist Xi Ming rode the wind and descended, restraining Xiao Cunsi with a face as gloomy as cold iron.

"What's going on? It was about to succeed, why did it suddenly go to Cunsi?"

Taoist Xi Ming knocked Xiao Cunsi unconscious with a palm, took a golden rope to tie up his mad disciple, and asked the boy to be sent to his master.

The Taoist in green robe looked at the people from various families present with an unfriendly expression. He almost drew his sword and stepped forward to ask who had done the trick.

"Who on earth dares to harm my disciple?"

As for Xu Xuan, he still showed no signs of abnormality; the ancient white jade tablet concealed all movement. The old Taoist in the treasure pavilion calculated for a long time, but it was all a mess, and he couldn't figure out the situation at all.

Inside the underground palace, beside the spirit pool, four groups of pure air were quietly waiting for visitors, and bright light illuminated the surroundings.

(End of this chapter)