Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 31 It’s over
On the calm lake, wind and waves arose, the magnetic light of Yuan surged, fell into the lake, stirred up the whirlpool, the energy of Jin Yuan gushed out, went up to the sky, and turned into wind and frost.

Xi Ming was not sure what his mentality was at the moment. His previous efforts to calm his mind and concentrate were of no use. When he thought of his disciple, his heart ached.

He practiced the temple's secret fifth-grade technique, "Golden Yuan Autumn Flow". If it was used to lay the foundation, the immortal foundation would be called "Golden Sky Pure", with wind and frost above and golden autumn below, and the golden energy moving as the heart desired.

The sword light was like frost and snow all over the sky, with golden energy flourishing, tearing apart Zhu Yuanyun's protective light like a torrent. Xi Ming's eyes were a little red, and he was a little dizzy, and he raised his sword to kill.

"enough."

The old Taoist in the treasure pavilion appeared and finally took action. He took out a whisk and waved it lightly. The whisk grew in the wind and rolled back the two people fighting on the lake.

"This is the famous Foundation Establishment Master from Changsheng Temple, his name is Hua Xihe, also known as the Wonderful Calculation Taoist."

Liu Qiuci, who was standing by, saw this man coming out and whispered his origins to Xu Xuan.

The old Taoist rolled up the two people on the lake, stretched out his dry branch-like hand and clenched it forward. A red line emerged from the air, and the two ends connected Xi Ming and Zhu Yuanyun.

Hua Xihe's face was full of solemnity. He tore the thread apart, and a sharp insect chirped. As for Xiao Cunsi, he now had three large talismans affixed to his body, sealing his San Yuan and making him unable to move.

"Xi Ming, you've been tainted with a trace of magical power, and your fighting spirit has risen, yet you're unaware of it. If you truly kill these seeds that haven't even established their foundation, have you ever considered what will happen to you?"

The old Taoist asked sternly.

Xi Ming, who was sitting next to him, broke out in a cold sweat, thinking about how he almost got into trouble just now. He was like a madman and wanted to stand up for his disciple, and even had the intention to kill him. He felt a little scared.

Zhu Yuanyun on the other side also came to his senses, fell silent, and stopped arguing with Xi Ming. Recalling what he had just done, he was frightened and almost died under someone else's sword.

The old Taoist glanced at the crowd like lightning, but he couldn't see anything, so he had to give up.

At this time, the people in the underground palace also came out. Liu Xiaowen and others were sent to the top of the cloud ladder and were swept up by Hua Xihe's whisk.

People from each family were a little frightened, fearing that the old Taoist would do something to their younger generations.

'I can't tell, why is that?'

Hua Xihe was a little surprised. The person who was first possessed by the poison must be among these four people, and there should still be some breath left on his body. However, no matter how he calculated or activated his immortal foundation, he could not see anything.

Xu Xuan was a little scared at this moment. He had clearly sensed the changes that had happened to Liu Xiaowen before. He thought that Xiao Cunsi's madness was probably related to him.

The person from the Duan family was a little dissatisfied and walked forward directly.

This man was none other than Duan Chengsi, the direct descendant of the Duan family who had obtained the [One Yuan Qi Yue Pill] with Xu Xuan last time. He was short in stature. It seemed that the members of the Duan family were not very tall.

The Duan family is currently headed by this person. Duan Chengsi immediately said hurriedly:

"Senior, please let my nephew go, but don't forget who wants to take him as your disciple."

Hua Xihe was a little moved and looked at Duan Pingdu. Seeing that his cultivation had reached the late stage of fetal breathing, it was obvious that he had taken the spiritual spring energy prepared by Changsheng Temple. He said with some dissatisfaction:
"Your child swallowed something from my temple. How should we deal with this?"

"Senior, Master Lingji has issued an order allowing my nephew to do as he pleases. Inside the underground palace, everyone depends on their own chance. How can you say that he stole something from your temple?"

Duan Chengsi whispered to persuade him, while Duan Pingdu beside him remained calm and showed no fear at all.

'Lingji Zhenren.'

The old Taoist was helpless and had to send the boy from the Duan family back.

"As for the remaining few, I will bring them back to the temple and ask the real person to inspect them."

Zuo Mohe from the Kongjian Sect could no longer sit still, and stood up and said angrily:
"Senior, the present is very different from the past. In the past, each generation could only raise one direct descendant who was capable of building a foundation."

"Now that the higher-ups have agreed, this is the last time we'll let everyone off the hook. If you have any problems, just come to us. Why go through with these kids?"

Liu Qiuci and Xu Xuan on the side also stepped forward to speak out, fearing that the old Taoist would really take their descendants away like this, and it would be hard to say whether they could come back or not.

Hua Xihe's face was gloomy. These people weren't to be easily moved. Xu Xuan and Zuo Mohe had asked the Great Shaman Wu Huang to select someone. He wanted to take someone away as a demon fetus at the ninth level of Qi Refining, then break through to the Foundation Establishment stage and refine it into a Shaman Sword. It was unclear who he had chosen.

The identity of this younger generation of the Duan family is a mystery, but he seems to have been born with knowledge, which has attracted the attention of Lingji Zhenren of Dingji Mountain.

As for Liu Qiuci, he was ordered by Chi Lei Dao to enter the Thunder Pool.

None of them is easy to deal with, not to mention that we are relying on these people to break through the foundation and gather the destiny of ancient Shu, so we must not act rashly.

The old Taoist looked at Xi Ming who was standing beside him, sighed, put the four people back, and said in a low voice:

"Xi Ming, Xiao Cunsi was already dead when he was poisoned. What remains is only his body driven by his supernatural powers."

Xi Ming, who was standing aside, was speechless and retreated in silence, accepting the fact that his disciple was beyond saving.

"If anyone among you resorts to trickery, I will not let this matter go. If you manage to build your foundation and escape, I will punish you later. But don't forget what happened today."

Hua Xihe looked a little unhappy. He had promised his disciples that nothing would happen, but it turned out like this. He wanted to interrogate them one by one on the spot, but considering the overall situation, he had to give up.

Xu Xuan looked normal behind him, showing no signs of abnormality.

What really worried him was that if the old Taoist couldn't figure out that it was Xu Xuan's doing, then the same couldn't be said for the Immortal Master of the Changsheng Temple. Glancing inward at his Qi Sea, the blood flower had become even more red, gently shaking, and the previous strange phenomenon had completely disappeared.

Liu Xiaowen had retreated behind him at this moment, his breathing was steady, and his cultivation was even better than before. If he returned, he would be able to break through and reach the late stage of fetal breathing.

This incident was unpleasant, and everyone quickly left, not daring to stay any longer.

Liu Qiuci went back with Xu Xuan. They rode on a cloud together, while Liu Xiaowen and Liu Baiyuan sat in the back.

"In today's incident, Changsheng Temple miscalculated. Gouging out their own eyes is truly ridiculous."

After walking for a while, Liu Qiuci's expression became lively again, and he did not forget to tease the people from Changsheng Temple.

"What on earth happened to that disciple of Changsheng Temple? He's acting like a madman."

Xu Xuan now only wants to find out what the insect-like strange phenomenon and black gas are, so that he can have a clear idea.

"How could I know this? Even though I knew that Changsheng Temple had no good intentions, I never thought there would be such a disaster inside."

"But don't worry. They can't directly interfere with the affairs of the plain right now. They are not afraid now, but they are afraid of being punished later."

Liu Qiuci looked a little worried, looking towards the distant Pinghu Lake, and continued in a low voice:

"This time when you go back, practice hard and build your foundation as soon as possible to avoid a recurrence of the past disaster."

Xu Xuan wanted to ask more about the situation, but Liu Qiuci only said that although Yuanshang and Qingwei were closely connected, they were somewhat different after all, and it would always be a good idea to build a foundation as soon as possible.

"After all, maybe by the time we finish building our foundation and the prairie stabilizes, the demonic disaster will strike again."

Liu Qiuci's voice was very soft, but it was like a thunderbolt exploding in Xu Xuan's heart.

Is the demonic disaster coming again?
Xu Xuan had many questions in his mind. Zhu Yuanyun's words implied that someone was cultivating these foundation-building seeds. Who was it?

What exactly was the last time Zuo Mohe mentioned, and what did he mean by letting us go?
Why did the last demon disaster happen to leave behind the most qualified direct descendant for each family?

The Changsheng Temple was supposed to govern the Chiyun County, so why did it ignore the areas from Qingwei to Dajing for so many years?
But even though he wanted to find out, the people on the ground kept silent, as if they had some difficulty. There were no records left in the temple, and it seemed as if Wen Fufeng knew the inside story but was deliberately keeping it from him.

These questions piled up in his mind, and he vaguely felt that he had grasped something key. He only needed some clues to get a glimpse of the whole picture.

In the Qi Sea, the ancient white jade stele was floating up and down. Xu Xuan felt something. He only felt a stream of clear air appearing, faintly turning into the shape of a red centipede, as if it was about to form a four-character seal script, but it was still missing something, and only the first two characters were formed, [Five Poisons--].

(End of this chapter)