Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 337 Yuan Mu
Fengyan Mountain.

The sky was surrounded by red light, like layers of woven brocade ribbons. From time to time, feathered creatures would fly up, and occasionally, fire crows would cry out, circling and rising, dragging trails of flames across the sky.

On Mingyang Peak, the light of the sky gathered into one place, and the essence of the sun dissociated from it, turning into a gorgeous stream of light, while at the foot of the peak, a thick dark evil seeped out.

There are less than a dozen pure-blooded fire crows in Fengyan Mountain. Most of them are mixed-blooded subordinates, or various feathered tribes. There are even many newcomers from the South China Sea. Most of them dare not approach this sacred peak.

This is where Yang Yuanyi is in seclusion. As the patriarch of the [Bingri Fengyan Crow] lineage, he has profound Taoist skills and enjoys a very high prestige in the clan.

The Taixu Cave on the peak opened up, and a man and a woman slowly descended. Beside them stood an old cultivator in a red robe, who was none other than Yang Yanxiang. This old Fire Crow, who was in the late stage of foundation building, was now in charge of miscellaneous affairs. He had received orders today to come and welcome the two adults back to the mountain.

The power of the supernatural power lifted him up. Yang Yanxiang looked at the man in the purple robe in front of him with a mixture of fear and awe. He knew that this man was Zifu, and he called out solemnly:
"Greetings to the Dragon King of the Ming Sea."

The Great Wilderness Sea has been renamed since Xu Xuan took over, but most of the aquatic creatures still use the old names. Yang Yanxiang was very careful and put a lot of thought into the title.

Xu Xuan used his spiritual sense to explore the peak, vaguely touched the formation, and glimpsed the scene in the cave.

A man in ochre-red robes sat upright on a black stone platform. The walls of the cave were engraved with various colored sun patterns and flowing flames. The nature of the sun fell through the entire spiritual peak, condensed on the top of the cave, turned into golden fire, and poured into Yang Yuan's body.

There was a roaring golden fire inside, which should have been bright, but in the lower half, layers of darkness rose up, directly submerging him to his waist, blocking the light.

Xu Xuan carefully investigated at this time, frowned slightly, and felt that something was wrong with the other party.

Yang Yuanyi has completed the steps of uniting the three fields into one and refining spiritual objects, but he is restricted by the dark evil surrounding his Dharma body. His immortal foundation cannot be transformed into magical powers, making it difficult for him to sense the Daluo.

"Perhaps it's a problem with this immortal foundation." Although Xu Xuan didn't cultivate Binghuo, his sect had this inheritance, so he could naturally see the truth. "[Bingyang Yuan] was soaked in evil spirits, which was the cause of the demise of Daxia. The root cause must be found within it."

Yang Yuanxin frowned and replied:

"If my father were to return, he would be able to explain some of this. I am not knowledgeable enough to understand the reason."

Xu Xuan's heart sank when he heard this. The old man went to Yanggu to seek the truth, and the Flame Demon King was nowhere to be found. If these two were here, they would naturally be able to help deal with it, but they didn't dare to act rashly at the moment.

"Is the Feixiang Demon King of the Feilian lineage still among the clan? I'd like to go ask him."

He looked at Yang Yuanxin at this time. Fei Lian now lives near Zhuya Sea, at the junction of land and water, riding on the spiritual wind. There are two Purple Mansions in this lineage, Fei Xiang who is in the early stage of Purple Mansion, and another old demon king in the middle stage, known as Feng Bo.

"Master Feixiang has been staying in the clan recently. You can go to Zhuyahai to find him."

"Well, even so, we should go ask him so that we can understand where the seniors have gone."

Xu Xuan naturally did not want to ask for an audience with the Purple Mansion of Baihuqiu. This family only had one Purple Mansion in the late stage, who had left now. Moreover, the whole clan lived in a small country near the South China Sea, so it would be inconvenient to go there.

After giving Yang Yuanxin a few instructions, he broke through the void and instantly turned into lightning to escape. However, his speed in the void was not as fast as that of humans and gods, and he seemed much heavier.

"Zhu Ya."

Xu Xuan silently recited the name of the sea. It was here that the Demon King Shangguang refined and killed the Purple Mansion of Xu Ling Palace. The battle shocked all the sects in the South China Sea, and they moved in here. No one dared to stop him.

Running north, they arrived at the Zhuya Sea area in a short while. In front of them, they saw a continuous green cloud, piled up like a city, with buildings looming in it. From among them, many monsters revealed their true forms, with sparrow heads, deer bodies, long horns and snake tails, and their light green hair with colorful patterns. They walked on the breeze.

Fei Lian, as opposed to Shang Yang, served as the God of Wind and the God of Rain respectively in ancient times. This lineage was even rarer. Xu Xuan looked far away and saw only five Fei Lians walking around. The rest were recruited monsters, patrolling with the wind and whistling back and forth.

He took the initiative to reveal his aura, his magical powers changed, and the thunder condensed and spread into the blue cloud. Immediately, a young man in a sky-blue silk robe and holding a folding fan came over. He had a handsome appearance, almost evil, and it was the Demon King Feixiang.

"I've met senior."

Xu Xuan saluted. This person was of the same generation as the Demon King Daoyan. Even though he only had one magical power, he still had to show some respect to him.

Fei Xiang looked at Xu Xuan at this moment, his eyes sparkling, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he smiled and said:

"You have achieved supernatural powers, so you can call me your fellow Taoist. On the path of cultivation, the one who has achieved the most is the first. You and I both have supernatural powers, so there is no need to distinguish between senior and junior."

A gentle breeze blew a green cloud, which landed at the feet of the two. Fei Xiang waved his folding fan. At this time, he had already guessed the other party's intention and spoke first:
"But are you here to inquire about the movements of the three clans' Purple Mansions?"

"That's right. My brother Yuanyi has experienced a breakthrough in Fengyan Mountain. I need Senior Daoyan to return and take a look at the situation."

Xu Xuan answered as usual. The three demon kings, Qianwen, Fengbo, and even Daoyan, were obviously dealing with an important matter and required it to be kept secret. They could not even disclose their foundation-building process and could not get away for the time being, otherwise Daoyan would never abandon his own children.

"I thought it would take some time for you to succeed in the breakthrough, but I didn't expect it to happen so quickly."

Fei Xiang had sealed off the area with blue clouds, preventing outsiders from observing. Only then did a hint of helplessness show on his face. "Now, let me tell you, Daoyan probably won't be returning for a while. The same goes for the elders of my clan, and Senior Qianwen from White Fox Hill."

Xu Xuan's expression calmed down a little, but he was even more confused in his heart, and he only looked at Fei Xiang.

"Do you know which Jindan is in charge of the South Sea?"

Fei Xiang seemed to be thinking about something. When asked about this matter at this time, Xu Xuan naturally knew the answer.

"Master Huashuiyidao."

[Holy Mercy Yuanmu], the golden elixir of the water-transforming sect, established his Taoist lineage further south of Tianchi, almost at the end of this world. This lord has a good reputation and only occupies one area, and does not regard himself as the master of the South China Sea.

When this person was mentioned, Xu Xuan had a bad feeling in his heart. Involving the golden elixir would mean a huge variable.

Fei Xiang's eyes darkened, the breeze beside him stagnated, he sighed, and said:

"We all know that this lord's lineage is the Great Universal Sacred Land, which is the opposite of the Northern Liao's Great Blissful Pure Land."

"The peace in the South China Sea over the past few years is also due to this master's contribution. Even the reproduction of bloodlines by monsters has become much easier because of this. His condition is very poor now. The Purple Mansion in the Holy Land has emerged. After a round of invitations, most of the Purple Mansions in the South China Sea have gone to the extreme south to help maintain something."

Xu Xuan's mind raced as he remembered the origin of this person. He was the half of the former True Lord [Cihui] and was an extremely special existence among the golden elixirs.

Just looking at his condition today, it is obvious that it is in a very bad state. The Holy Land actually wants to invite other Purple Mansions to go. I wonder what price it will cost.

"It took a lot of effort for our three tribes to move to the South Sea. And that Bodhisattva in the north is always watching us, wanting to turn the South Sea into his own place of practice, to achieve a fusion of both bodies and minds. If he succeeds, this place will become a demonic realm."

Xu Xuan understood that the purple palaces of these tribes had all gone to the extreme south, and most of the purple palaces in the entire South China Sea were also on the move, all for this Yuan Mu.

"No wonder the Purple Palace in Tianchi allowed me to break through like this. It was a time of great trouble and I had no time to bother with it."

"Now that the Holy Land is closed, there are nearly a dozen Purple Mansions who have entered it. I haven't been able to contact the elders of my clan over the years. I went to see it from afar once, but I saw the water was hazy and covered the sky and the sun."

"I've also looked into Yuan Yi's affairs, but I haven't found a good solution. If I could find a Binghuo Zifu, they might be able to help."

Fei Xiang's momentum dropped a little at this time. He was entrusted by the three Zifu to look after the three families, but he was really helpless in dealing with Yang Yuanyi's affairs. After all, he did not cultivate Binghuo.

At this time, Xu Xuan gradually understood in his mind that he had two options. One was to find Daoyan, but the holy land was closed, and it involved the matter of the golden elixir, which was probably a long time to come. The other was to find another Binghuo Zifu to use his magical powers.

Who should we invite?
Xu Xuan was thinking of someone at this time, it was Wu Yan from the West Sea. He was born in Ming Yuntian. Although the Binghuo Taoism he practiced was different from that of the Fire Crow, it should be easy for him to identify the difficulties in building the foundation.

"I do know of a Binghuo Zifu, perhaps I could go ask him."

He replied in a deep voice that he could no longer be perfunctory with Mu Wude, but could write a letter to him, inviting him to come to Fengyan Mountain to take a look at the situation, and at the same time test his opinion of Mingze.

Although both of them were dragon snakes born in the cave heaven, their development directions are completely different. Mu Wude has now severed his relationship with Mingze and only walks around as a Ming snake, while Xu Xuan has transformed into a pure-blood and become the orthodox Nanming walking outside.

No matter what, being able to achieve the Purple Mansion is unusual. Xu Xuan has no intention of looking down on this person. At this moment, he is more calculating and guessing what the other party's plan is.

'Fire, Sun and Sha Qi'

For some reason, when these rays entangled together, Xu Xuan couldn't help but feel a kind of indescribable depression in his heart. But when his supernatural powers started to work, everything returned to normal.

"In that case, I need you to move. I need to use my spiritual weapon to monitor the locations of the three families and be on guard at all times. I can't leave."

Fei Xiang sighed. He had cultivated a secret technique that allowed him to observe the mountains and rivers. Because of this, he was chosen to stay and look after the various families. As for the other Zifu, they had all gone to the Holy Land to be commanded by Yuanmu.

We cannot afford to delay this matter. Once Yuanmu in the extreme south becomes weak, the person in the [Pure Land of Great Bliss and Desire] in the north may resort to some means. Then we can forget about staying in the South China Sea.

"Senior, just rest assured and look after the various tribes. I will handle the rest. Even if someone comes to kill us, we can resist them."

At this time, Xu Xuan bid farewell, broke through Taixu, and returned to Fengyan Mountain. The situation was much more complicated than he thought, and even the [Pure Land of Great Joy and Desire] of Northern Liao was involved, which was worrying.

"I just hope Mu Wude can see something. He's practicing [Drought as Abuse]. According to Yuanxin, it's also the Bing Fire magical power that was born from the demise of Daxia. It does have something to do with the changes in [Bing Yang Yuan]."

Xu Xuan had heard about the situation of the Wu Yan Demon King early on. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the other party was suitable for handling Yang Yuanyi's breakthrough. He immediately prepared to write a letter to ask for his opinion.

The sun is shining brightly, shining on the sea, making the waves sparkle.

(End of this chapter)