Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 329 Bad Guest
Heavenly punishment.

Green-robed monks came and went riding the wind, sweeping away the dust. Most of them were Qi-refining monks. The mountains were lush and green, with flourishing vegetation, and showed signs of life again.

Lei Chi and Yang Sui occupy the clouds, silver thunder pours down, red clouds surge, and the light changes, which is very beautiful. Against the backdrop of many pavilions and palaces in the mountains, it has a bit of the atmosphere of a fairyland.

Liu Xingfang stood in the clouds, dressed in green and looking dashing. He led two or three fellow disciples to the mountain gate, waiting for guests.

According to the rules of Dali, to break through the Purple Mansion, one often has to invite fellow Taoists from surrounding counties to come and hold a banquet for all parties, in order to announce it to the world and establish the Taoist orthodoxy.

"We also have the Purple Palace."

He just felt happy in his heart. The gloomy energy that had been accumulated in his heart in the past dissipated, and the circulation of sword energy became much smoother.

"Brother, I wonder which immortals are coming this time?"

Several fellow disciples behind him asked about this at this time, appearing curious. After all, it was a new sect that had been trapped in the prairie in the past and had no contact with many immortal sects, so they didn't know who would come.

"Several real people should be coming, but it's not certain who they will be."

Liu Xingfang is now in charge of reception, so he is naturally familiar with which immortals will come, but it is not convenient to discuss it at this time. If he wants to say who will definitely come, it is the Taoist Master Rusu of Tifeng Mountain. Because of the border defense issue, Tianshui Chiyun is closely connected with him.

As he was thinking, he looked up and saw that the void was broken open, and golden wind was rolling, causing the [Pan Po] on his body to tremble and the sword to ring non-stop.

A man in a golden robe walked out from the void. He had delicate brows, a noble appearance, a tall and slender figure, and two wide sleeves fluttering in the wind. On the sleeves were patterns of a lying white tiger and a bright and clear Chang Geng.

But when this immortal moved, his pupils turned, and he descended on the wind, he exuded the aura of a noble son of aristocratic family, not like an immortal cultivator. This reminded Liu Xingfang of some of the dandy young men in the clan, who also had this unruly look.

"Welcome, Immortal! The abbot is already waiting in the main hall on the mountain. Please come in and have a chat."

Liu Xingfang raised his head, but suddenly felt something was wrong. Several fellow disciples behind him seemed to be standing still, not saying a word. The golden-robed immortal looked over and his eyes moved slightly.

"It's indeed a social thunder."

Wan Jin's mind moved slightly, and his supernatural powers started to work. The remaining disciples then moved and shouted "Master".

"Wanjin, today as a congratulations, I'm giving you a piece of [Gengzi Cold Star Iron]."

Liu Xingfang did not dare to delay and took the cold iron in the sandalwood box. There was a Changgeng star pattern on it, and the golden coldness condensed into frost and dew. It was only the size of a fist, but it was very heavy in his hand. He had to activate his immortal foundation to barely lift it.

Wan Jin nodded slightly and looked at Liu Xingfang again. His eyes suddenly lit up. Several disciples behind Liu Xingfang suddenly stopped and slowed down their movements.

"He is also the lucky child of the Thunder Palace."

The immortal spoke in a gentle voice, and in an instant he waved his sleeves, transforming into a ray of golden light and escaping into Tianli Mountain.

Liu Xingfang came back to his senses at this time and understood the origin of this immortal. According to his master, he was from the Taizhen Immortal Sect.

Most of the wars in the north of Dali were dealt with by this immortal sect and the Song family together. Tianzhou, to which Tianshui, Chiyun and Wunan belonged, were all under its jurisdiction, and even several counties in Qingzhou to the west were no exception.

The disciples behind him obviously didn't know the origin of this real person, but they were also intimidated by the other party's casual power.

Liu Xingfang was calm. According to the time, everyone should have arrived. He would probably see many Purple Mansions this time. He was the only one suitable to entertain guests in the sect. Firstly, he had a good appearance and temperament, and secondly, he had high skills in swordsmanship and could hold up the sect.

After waiting for who knows how long, Taixu moved again. A flash of precious golden light passed by, and a golden-armored god stepped out. White mist floated in his body, and the sound was like the collision of metal.

"Tifeng Mountain, Rusu, presents a [Precious Silver Leaf]."

As soon as he finished speaking, he casually sprinkled a silver light and walked straight in without even glancing at anyone.

Liu Xingfang carefully took the thing at this time. It was a pure silver light with clear veins and shaped like a precious leaf. It was quite spiritual, but not as good as the [Gengzi Hansu Iron].

He had a general understanding of the classification of things in the Purple Mansion. Complete spiritual objects were extremely precious, and water, fire, and thunder were even rarer. The next level below that was spiritual essence, which were the corners and edges of spiritual objects. Even the flesh and blood of a real person could be considered spiritual essence.

"The [Gengzi Cold Star Iron] gifted by Master Wanjin is undoubtedly a Gengjin spiritual object, but this [Baoxiang Silver Leaf] is a spiritual essence."

Liu Xingfang understood in his heart that his master had already told him that if they had no personal relationship, it was polite to give someone a top-grade foundation-building magic tool as a gift, and it was a thoughtful gesture to give someone spiritual essence as a gift. As for first-level spiritual objects, they were rare.

While he was thinking, he saw the demonic light surging in the clouds and the karmic fire rising, which made Liu Xingfang's face change. He thought of Ci Hai from the Lotus Temple. The faces of several fellow disciples behind him also darkened and they were a little panicked.

"Don't be alarmed. He is from the main branch of the Wu family. Just treat him with courtesy."

A calm voice sounded in his heart, stopping his worries. Liu Xingfang received orders from his master and asked several fellow disciples behind him to hold their ground and wait quietly for the other party to fall down.

The dark blue magic light changed, and a man wearing a black tiger flame pattern armor appeared. He was pale and had a stern face. Behind him stood a five-colored magic flag, but it was not the Purple Palace, but the Foundation Establishment.

"Wu Anqing of the Tianshui Wu family has come here today to congratulate the Sword Immortal."

Behind this man was another person, wearing a dark green long skirt, with distinct black and white pupils, a beautiful appearance, and walking on the evil spirit. Liu Xingfang was very familiar with this person, Wu Shaoyue, a direct descendant of the Wu family's small branch in the north of Chiyun.

"My master was originally going to come in person, but he happened to encounter the opening of a ruin. Now he is rushing to Sindhu. We are here to congratulate him and give him a pot of [Inner Devil Desire] as a gift."

Wu Anqing flew down with the woman behind him, greeted Liu Xingfang and the others, and took out a dark blue treasure pot. There seemed to be colorful lights changing inside, and all kinds of desires were rising, which was quite extraordinary.

After a few pleasantries, Wu Anqing led his clan sisters into the mountains to attend the banquet. They were in the foundation-building stage, so naturally they could not participate in the real person's plan.

When Wu Shaoyue passed by Liu Xingfang, he quietly transmitted his message with his spiritual consciousness, causing Liu Xingfang's face to change slightly. He pretended not to hear, which made Wu Shaoyue a little dissatisfied. He walked away looking back every few steps.

"Want to discuss the way of the sword with me. It seems that even after building a foundation, your thoughts are still different from those of ordinary people."

Liu Xingfang didn't want to get entangled with this person any longer, so he just waited quietly. Zijin Temple should also send someone, but he didn't know who it would be.

While he was thinking, he saw the void breaking open again, water gushing out, flowing in all directions, gathering into a balanced image, wisdom light surging, and the Tao chanting continuously.

'This is? ’
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Chonghe Hall.

Twelve green wooden pillars hold up the misty dome. Precious mirrors are hung on each of the four sides, and the spiritual light changes and moves in rotation. In the center of the hall is a transparent green jade Taoist platform. Gently knocking on it will cause mysterious sounds to be heard, causing the white mist above to surge.

This hall was where people in the Great Red Gate used to preach and discuss profound mysteries. The white jade wall at the back records in detail the people who came here to discuss the Dao, from the Emperor Xue of Great Shu to the independent cultivators and great masters.

At this time, Xu Xuan was standing with Wan Jin, looking at the name written on the white jade wall, chatting about random things, mostly nonsense, and not talking about business at all.

"Master Xu, have you decided on a Taoist name?"

It costs a fortune to find a topic, and a Taoist name is considered a big deal, almost a real name in another sense. Some people prepare it early when they build their foundation, or ask important people to bestow it.

"Let's call it [Bijie]. I'm not good at naming things, but it fits the meaning of the sword perfectly."

Xu Xuan, with his ancient features, dressed in a dark black robe of flame clouds and carrying a pale grey magic sword, was looking at the inscription on the white jade wall: "In the twelfth year of Fuyin, at the Xuanlei Tianshu Dao, the Immortal Beiquan came here to discuss the dual natures of thunder and fire." "Fellow Daoist Wanjin, the Immortal Taizhen Sect Master has joined the war. I wonder how much longer the Six Prefectures can hold out now?"

When he asked about this at this time, Wan Jin looked a little hesitant, and the golden energy settled for a while, leaked onto the ground, and turned into a thin layer of frost.

"The Six Prefectures are under the command of King Lanshan, and this person is at the middle stage of Lihuo cultivation. I, Taizhen, have also sent many disciples to help, but the Northern Liao is very powerful and has accumulated many Shinto ancestral spirits. I'm afraid they won't be able to hold out for much longer."

"Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid you will also need to go to the battlefield in the future. Otherwise, if the Six Prefectures and Tianshui are destroyed, even Chiyun will be in danger."

"If you don't want to work for Dali, moving to the south, or even overseas, is also an option. However, the Fuchen Sect is in the south, so you need to be careful."

When Xu Xuan heard this, he had already made up his mind. All he wanted was the "Yuanshi Leixu Law" from the Dali Lei Department. As long as he got it, he would move his sect overseas. He absolutely did not want to get involved in the war between the two countries.

As for the south, since Fu Chen is there, it is even less likely that he will go there and seek misfortune.

The energy of precious gold surged, and someone else arrived outside the hall. Xu Xuan's expression relaxed slightly, and he turned around to look.

"It's Fellow Daoist Rusu from Tifeng Mountain."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Wan Jin beside him had disappeared and his whereabouts were unknown. It seemed that he didn't want to see this Master Rusu, which made Xu Xuan confused for a moment.

A divine figure in golden armor walked in from outside the hall, with white mist floating in the air. No matter how many times Xu Xuan saw it, he always felt that what he saw was a suit of armor imitating a human, which was quite strange.

"Wanjin is gone?"

"It's unfortunate that I just left."

Xu Xuan looked at him suspiciously, but there was white mist under Rusu's helmet, so it was impossible to get a glimpse of his expression. The other party didn't say much, but raised his head and looked at the white jade wall. The atmosphere became a little cold for a moment.

"I think he has already told you about the border defense."

Rusu was hinting at something, and Xu Xuan naturally understood what he meant, so he just said:
"Don't worry, fellow Daoist. This is a matter of life and death for the people of the two counties, as well as for everyone in the sect. If the six prefectures are about to be broken, I will definitely take action."

"Okay, Lanshan also wants to see you, so let's find a time to talk."

Rusu was speaking when he suddenly stopped. Xu Xuan also looked up outside the hall at the right time. He felt something and felt that a stream of water was falling at the mountain gate, blocking his inspiration.

"Shangshan Dao, [Guangji], I have come today to congratulate my fellow Daoist and present you with a hundred tiles and a thousand jade bricks."

Xu Xuan's expression turned a little cold, and he thought of the name Shangshan Dao in his mind. This was the family that Rusu mentioned who took away the spiritual weapon from Chi Ming Mansion. They came here at this time, but their words did not have good intentions.

"Guangji, who is at the early stage of Purple Mansion, possesses the two magical powers of Kan and Shui. Unlike the [Rang'an] who just broke through in Qingwu Dao, he has quite a lot of experience. I'm afraid he is here to cause trouble for you."

Rusu's voice sank at this moment. Xu Xuan had already grasped Dan Ting, and his supernatural powers were activated. His pupils had turned into pure silver-white.

"This immortal sect is under the jurisdiction of Fuchen, and there is also a middle-level cultivator named Guangshan. He must have received Fuchen's orders to test you."

Xu Xuan had only drawn his Danting, and the other party had come looking for trouble. How could he tolerate it? Even though he only had one supernatural power and no spiritual weapon, it was enough to deal with a person in the early stage of Purple Mansion.

With a flash of lightning, Xu Xuan had cut through the void and landed in the clouds above the mountain gate.

The dark Kanshui magic light dissipated, revealing a young man in his twenties with an indifferent expression. He was wearing a robe woven from ice silk and had a green cloud treasure gourd on his waist, which was quite extraordinary.

"Fellow Daoist, the gate is in such a dilapidated state. How can we entertain our guests?"

Xu Xuan drew out his magic sword and activated his magical powers, sending many of his disciples back to the mountains first. At this time, he looked at the other party quietly without any anger, just pointing his magic sword forward.

"Is the Great Flame Horn Furnace in your hands, Shangshan Fadao?"

"That's right. Senior Brother Guangshan personally took it from the Chiming Mansion. It is indeed a Bing Fire weapon. He has refined many things for me over the years."

Guangji's voice was flat. Seeing the other party's foundation-building level magic sword, he just found it funny. Even if he was a sword immortal, he couldn't cook without rice.

Xu Xuan said nothing, his sword intent spread out, locking onto the person in front of him. The [Si Tian Jie] was activated, and silver-white lightning with destructive energy surged. The sins of Guangji gradually became apparent in his mind, and heavenly punishment could be brought down at any time.

"Oh, it's She Lei indeed. It's been a while since I last saw him. I'm afraid he hasn't had time to practice any magic yet."

Guangji activated his magical power, and many rivers rushed and surrounded his body, and finally gathered into one place. The vast and mighty river was exactly the magical power [A Hundred Rivers Return], which was mainly used to bind and dissolve, and covered it layer by layer.

These rivers gradually condensed into a Dharma body, shaped like a monkey, with white head and green body, stepping on the Li River. Fish, shrimps, turtles, porpoises and jellyfish all jumped out of the water, as if bowing to it.

"With the magical power [Huaishui Sleep] as the foundation, he cultivated into a Dharmakaya. Even in the early stage of Purple Mansion, Guangji is considered a powerful figure."

Tiantuo's voice sounded, and Xu Xuan felt quite pressured at this time. He had broken through the Purple Mansion for too short a time, and many of his methods were not yet complete. He had used the sword intent to kill Rang'an at the beginning, but facing Guangji who had cultivated a Dharma body, it might not be so effective.

But there was no reason to retreat at this time. He sensed the void and vaguely sensed a lot of gazes. Many people were paying attention to this place. If he showed weakness at this time, he would inevitably be looked down upon in the future.

Guangji relied on his Dharma body and the help of the spiritual weapon, and felt that he had the upper hand at this time. It was with the help of Fuchen that he obtained the [Great Flame Horn Furnace] from the Shangshan Dao. This top-grade Binghuo spiritual weapon was extremely rare and had many uses, so he naturally could not give it up.

Now that Xu Xuan wants to re-establish the mountain gate, there will naturally be conflicts between the two families. It is better to devote himself completely to Fuchen. With the support of the Immortal Sect, even the Sword Immortal will find it difficult to resist.

Guangji transformed into a water ape Dharma body as tall as a hundred-foot-high building, stirring up the rivers and streams. He flipped his hand and summoned a black spirit stick, which emitted a radiant light. He shouted coldly:
"Fellow Daoist, what are you waiting for? This is not the way to cultivate She Lei."

Xu Xuan said nothing and rose up on the wind. Compared with Rang'an, who had only one supernatural power, Guangji was obviously much more experienced. Now that he occupied the Li River, his supernatural power increased by 30%.

Silver thunder vibrated, and a calamity pool appeared. Purple and white intertwined inside, turning into chaos. Dan Ting fell into it and split into two in an instant, turning into two sword balls, one belonging to Zhenshe, one for life and the other for death, and fell into Xu Xuan's hands.

Yue Jue's swordsmanship, [Flying Sword of Life and Death], was now driven by his magic power of the Purple Mansion Realm. The sword intent broke through the air and attacked, instantly cutting off a lot of the flow around Guangji, who only used the black stick to block it.

Thunderclouds rolled in, and Xu Xuan saw the heavy sins entangled around Guangji. He raised his hand and pressed it down. The thunder in the sky gathered together, and silver snakes ran and fell spontaneously, like a calamity from heaven.

Two flying swords then slashed out and collided with the black spirit stick, causing the Li River to tumble and the mountains and forests to shake.

This attack directly destroyed most of Huaqingye on the north bank of the Li River. Several miles of spiritual land sank. The purple lightning hit the water and turned into thunder slurry, which dissipated in the underground cave and poured into the flooded river.

Everyone in Tianli Mountain hid behind the formation to avoid being affected. Even so, many disciples had bleeding ears and fainted after hearing the thunder.

Liu Xingfang had retreated to the mountain gate at this time, looking into the distance with an agitated heart. Next to him was a visitor from the Wu family, Wu Anqing, staring at the Li River with a devilish light in his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking.

A layer of precious gold energy surged up, temporarily protecting Tian Li. Xu Xuan looked back and saw that the mountain gate was fine. He recalled the flying sword again and looked coldly at Guangji's water ape body in front of him.

"You might as well give it a try and see who will be the one to lose face today."

(End of this chapter)