Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 291 Xuan Lei Tribe
Too weak.

The golden incense road stretches endlessly, coming out from the south sky, like a golden net, almost covering the eastern part of Li Country. Even the Purple Mansion does not dare to act rashly here and can only move along the predetermined tracks.

The brilliant golden thunder flickered, surrounding a huge black seal as high as a mountain, with four characters on it, which read [Dou Shu Shang Fa]. Human figures transformed from the thunders sat cross-legged below it, each in their respective positions.

A young man in silver-white armor walked along the sacred path of incense, and the gods and strong men on both sides all knelt down. Suddenly, a figure transformed from thunder appeared from below, shining brightly for a moment, and then a dull sound rang out from the void.

"Shiqing, how is Chiyun doing?"

"He has been canonized as one of the Five Thunder Messengers, avoiding the word 'She' and replacing it with 'Tian'. Now he is still missing the Spirit Thunder. He must have no connection to the Dragon Element and a clean background, which is difficult to find."

Song Shiming bowed slightly. In front of him were the Purple Mansions of the Dali Thunder Tribe, who were in the process of transforming into gods and achieving golden bodies. The one in front of him was his elder.

"Don't worry about this matter. The cave has already made preparations and will be revealed before the execution."

"Wan Jin is quite unusual. He came to the Thunder Department under the pretense of being an Immortal Sect, just to recommend this person. With his dandy style, it's really unusual."

The figure formed by the golden thunder swayed slightly at this moment, and the endless power of incense and faith behind it surged like a mighty river, flowing from the mortal world into this place.

"This Wanjin Zhenren's lineage has some problems with Fuchen, and the Dachi Monastery Master also has an old grudge against Fuchen, so I think there must be some reason."

"How can it be that simple, huh." Lightning surged, and the figure grew taller and taller, almost as tall as the large seal behind him. "Cultivating social thunder through unskillful means is simply a fantasy."

"The [Heart of Calamity Pool] originated from Mount Wei in the North Sea. Although it is only a third-grade item, it directly leads to the gathering of the Zhen Society. It is not simple. The Thunder Palace luck of this person is even more bizarre."

"If the criminal this time wasn't salvaged from the old site of Sijie, why would we send someone with unclear connections to the North Sea?"

Song Shiming, who was below, felt a sinking feeling in his heart when he heard this, and he could only say in a low voice:

"A sinner of the Blood Qi Path still exists today. Could it be that he is a relic of the ancient blood disaster?"

"Exactly. A regretful thought, he can't be considered alive. The Thunder Palace has punished him with eternal damnation, refining his soul with thunder and fire every day. Now that he has been captured by us, it is time to follow the Way of Thunder and punish him."

The golden thunder roared like a rising sun. The figure sat in meditation and said in a deep voice:
"The Blood Immortal's body is in Daluo Heaven. Once his blood energy is strong, it will be time for us to punish him. When we exercise our authority, we will have the support of the Heavenly Might."

"The Northern Liao's sacred ways are primitive and crude, how can they compare to the Luqi Way of Dali? Once the mountains and rivers are settled, it will be the time for Dali to counterattack the Liao Kingdom."

Upon hearing this, Song Shiming's face showed longing. Dali has been suppressed by Northern Liao until now, and it still relies on the sacrificial techniques of the Liao emperor. Many immortal cultivators who have reached the end of their lives have asked him for help.

Speaking of magic, Dali's current method of conferring gods is based on Lu Qi, which is inherited from the ancient heaven. Once it is accomplished, it will almost lay the foundation for the Celestial Empire. It is possible to reproduce the scene of Dafeng in the past, expand the territory, and pacify the world.

'This day won't be long'

Song Shiming exhaled lightly, and silver lightning condensed around his body, transforming into twelve heavenly peaks. A five-colored thundercloud slowly rose up, with the community thunder as its foundation, nourishing the five virtues, and taking the shape of a canopy, hanging above. Lines of law texts hung down from the side of the canopy transformed from the thundercloud.

"[Taichu Xu] Your cultivation is nearing perfection, and your profound phenomena are complete. Once you have enough mana, you can prepare to break through to the Purple Mansion. The Yuanshi Leixu Law and the Chaotian Xielei Sutra are both of the sixth rank, not inferior to the Xiao family."

"Xiao Xueya intends to compete with you. Judging from the situation this year, it's hard to say who's better among the shrines, but his achievements in the field of thunder are definitely higher than his. Do you understand?"

The figure formed by thunder slowly spoke, and Song Shiming's expression brightened. The five-colored thunderclouds above were emitting mysterious light, which was extraordinary and magical.

"Shiqing understands that once I break through, I will definitely revitalize my Great Li Lei Tribe."

But his expression froze for a moment, as if he remembered something, and he only said softly:

"The remains of the Divine Thunder are still walking in Liao territory. It seems that they have already broken through the Purple Palace. We are not going to take them back. If the Northern Liao takes them, I'm afraid it will be bad."

When he mentioned this, golden thunder suddenly became stronger in the sky and the sound of swords could be heard faintly.

"[Tianshu Sword]? You've overlooked it. It's a blessing that he's not in Li Country. Now he's a wanderer in the Shaoyin Realm, using divine thunder as a powerful killing tool. The Golden Evil Hound of the East China Sea has come to its senses and surrendered to the Dragon genus overnight."

"Who knows what you gentlemen mean? Liaodi dare not use him, let alone touch him. He is like a burning charcoal, holding it in the palm of your hand, unable to express his pain." There was a hint of sarcasm in these words, which made Song Shiming feel a little relieved. It would be fine to argue with Xiao Xueya, but who could stand a good chance against this Tianshu Sword Immortal?

At this moment, he remembered meeting the Youdu Dragon Son in the cave. The other party had truly comprehended the sword intent. If the master of the Great Chi Temple of Chi Yun was counted, there were now three sword immortals in the Lei Dao, which was really terrifying.

"The execution date has been set. The Xiaolei Envoy is from the Shangxiao Sect and entered the cave with you. You should discuss this with him."

"[Tiandu Xiaoyizhu] has returned to his position, and [Shangxiao Sect] has also revealed some willingness to enter the world, which is much better than Qinghua, Muwu, Taiping and Shiyi."

Song Shiming listened silently, but felt emotional in his heart, and said secretly:

"If the seven immortal sects had worked together, how could Dali be suppressed by Beiliao?"
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Half a month later, in the Juzhen Palace.

Xu Xuan recovered from his injuries and came out of seclusion at this time. Fortunately, the Zhu family did not take any action during this period. The Liu family was severely damaged after this battle. Liu Qiuci went into seclusion and Liu Baiyuan took over the management of the family affairs.

He was just thinking about the key point when he saw a man walking out of the hall. He had a gloomy face and was wearing green clothes. It was Liu Xingfang.

"Master, the Kongjian Sect has now completed its retreat. Over a hundred of them have retreated to the area outside Zhulin, temporarily abandoning Dengchen and allowing the Zhu family to occupy it."

"Let Wei Yan lead his disciples to Huaqingye to garrison first. The Kongjian formation is gone, and the mountain gate is completely undefended. How can they stop us?"

"Yes, disciple understands."

"The Qiuhu Sect heard that the leader had sent someone to deliver a letter saying that they were willing to merge into the temple. They have over thirty female cultivators, all skilled in weaving robes. I'm afraid they were alarmed by the Zhu family's actions."

Liu Xingfang slowed down his voice and spoke softly about this matter.

"She has always relied on my temple for protection. Since she has this intention, then we will accept it. I will let you, Senior Brother Qiyun, take charge of this matter. Is there any movement in Huichun Mountain?"

"The Shi family is close to the Liu family. When they heard that this family had suffered, they wanted to get closer to us. They also asked us for protection and were willing to give us some discount on the spiritual medicine sales."

"That's not necessary. Just let them help the Liu family rebuild."

As he spoke, Xu Xuan looked at Liu Xingfang and said softly:
"Have you received any response from your parents?"

Liu Xingfang's face showed a complex expression, not knowing whether it was sadness or anger, he only said softly:

"I wrote a letter, but my father asked me to join the Zhu family."

"My father took refuge with the Zhu family. The Zhixu Mountain branch has now taken root in the south of Yuanshang. My father has long wanted to split up the family. Today, his wish has come true, and his dream of becoming the clan leader has also come true."

Xu Xuan didn't want to ask too much about Liu Xingfang's family affairs, so he just said in a deep voice:
"These matters will be easily resolved once you achieve foundation building. Fayan has gone into seclusion, so you should also concentrate on your cultivation these days and reach the ninth level as soon as possible."

Liu Xingfang responded in a deep voice, no longer feeling depressed, and gripped the sword at his waist tightly.

"Disciple, you will surely establish your foundation soon."

Xu Xuan's expression relaxed a little, and when he saw that Liu Xingfang was determined, he felt relieved.

There was movement outside the hall again. A red cloud descended, and a man descended from it. It was Wang Qiyun. He looked anxious at this moment. He hurried forward, called out "Master", and took out a golden edict with fire on it and incense burning in the air.

"Master, a decree has been issued from the Tianlei Temple in Huaqingye. Thunders surge, and praises are endless, attracting many mortals to gather."

Xu Xuan frowned slightly, and used his magic power to absorb the golden decree, calmed the fire, and saw a line of words written on it, with lightning flashing and lingering in it.

"This autumn, when Taibai passes through the sky, the black thunder strikes, and we await the messenger of heavenly thunder, Xu Xuan."

He glanced at it, slowly closed the scroll of the golden decree, and said softly:
"Xuan Lei."

(End of this chapter)