Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 58 Night Lanterns
When Wang Xiwei left the retreat, it was already past the beginning of spring. Time flies by in a flash.

It was still a bit chilly at this time of year. Wang Xiwei walked out of the cave and saw everything covered in silver, with snow weighing down the branches and snow-covered flowers.

He did not choose Luoqing as the place for retreat, but chose a cave in Baishi where the underground fire was raging. The fire veins of Dangxia Peak were condensed and pure, but the fire was not as strong as this place.

Although "The Art of Crossing the Fire Without Crossing" is only a third-grade martial art, after breaking through the sixth level of Qi Refining, a golden fire talisman condensed in his Qi sea.

This is the source of life, which can help him further control fire. Now he can try to use many of the refining methods in "Yefu's Record of Fire Weapons".

Walking forward slowly, Wang Xiwei was not in a hurry to return to Luo Qing. He activated the mother and child jade. Junior Brother Xu Xuan should have received the news.

The place where Wang Xiwei was in seclusion was located in Woniuye, a plain between Baishi and Luoqing, where many mortals lived, with Qi and Jiang being the major surnames.

Now all the mortals from nearby Dongmi are being moved here, so there are even more people here, nearly tens of thousands.

Before going into seclusion, he and Xu Xuan discussed the idea of gathering all the mortals in the three mountains here and building a large town. This would make trade and defense against foreign enemies much more convenient.

The white snow fell on Wang Xiwei's shoulders, but before it touched him, it turned into streams of water vapor. Before he had waited long, he saw a man coming from a distance with a hunched body.

It was Jiang Chiyu, his eldest disciple who had calculated the time early and had been waiting here for an unknown amount of time.

When Wang Xiwei saw him coming, she hurried over on the wind. She saw a thin layer of ice on Jiang Chiyu's clothes, and layers of white snow mixed with white hair on his beard and hair. Wang Xiwei couldn't bear to look at it.

"Congratulations, Master, for breaking through to the sixth level of Qi Refining!"

Jiang Chiyu bowed and saluted. Wang Xiwei helped him up and said with some emotion:
"Pond fish, why bother waiting outside in this weather?"

Although Jiang Chiyu is a cultivator in the late stage of fetal breathing, he is getting older and his condition is deteriorating. His qi sea is shrinking and his cultivation is leaking out. Now he looks much older than Wang Xiwei.

"Seeing Master break through, I feel happy and am happy to wait here."

There was a hint of forced laughter in Jiang Chiyu's voice, which made Wang Xiwei feel a little uncomfortable.

Looking into the distance, Wang Xiwei vaguely saw the figures of a couple standing at a crossroads, looking from afar, not daring to move forward.

Wang Xiwei's cultivation was now very successful, and his eyesight was much better than before. He could see the couple clearly. They were both middle-aged. The man was wearing coarse cloth clothes, and the woman was wearing a sheepskin coat and had a baby girl.

"Chiyu's son, Jiang Liuyu, and his wife, Zhang. Is that girl Chiyu's granddaughter?"

Jiang Chiyu saw that Wang Xiwei's old face was more embarrassed when he saw the visitor, and said slowly:

"Liu Yu said he would bring a boat across. Please take a look, Master."

Jiang Chiyu bent even lower, as if being pressed down by something heavy.

Wang Xiwei didn't say much, just waved his hand and asked the two people in the distance to come over.

The couple showed some joy on their faces, but they quickly concealed it and hurried forward, holding their confused child's hand, to stand in front of Wang Xiwei.

"I've seen the immortal!"

The couple kowtowed eagerly and pulled their daughter to bow with them.

Wang Xiwei asked several people to stand up. He first looked at their hands carefully.

Those were two pairs of white and tender hands without any calluses, obviously they had never done heavy work, but they were wearing ordinary farmers' clothes.

The girl was not very pretty. She was a little timid and didn't dare to look up. There were tear marks in the corners of her eyes, obviously she had been scolded.

"Why don't you come forward and congratulate the Immortal?"

Jiang Chiyu's daughter-in-law Zhang spoke first. She was quite pretty and her tone was flattering. She gently pushed her daughter in front of her.

Jiang Zhoudu was eight years old. He wore a red coat and had pigtails. His little face was exposed to the wind and snow, red from the cold, and his ears were purple from the cold wind.

She walked forward tremblingly, looked at Wang Xiwei, a little scared, and stammered as she recited the congratulations.

"Congratulations, Immortal! Your achievement is complete. May your weapon refinement go smoothly and may it be completed soon."

Before he could finish his words, Jiang Chiyu's face changed, and it darkened like a dark cloud. He quickly grabbed his granddaughter, turned to look at the woman, and angrily scolded her:
"Asshole, what the hell are you telling Zhou Du to say!"

Zhang was frightened by her father-in-law's reaction and immediately shrank back. Jiang Liuyu protected his wife, and with Wang Xiwei beside him, the middle-aged man did not dare to say much, but said in panic:

"It's what I thought. Don't be angry, father."

Jiang Liuyu protected his wife, his eyes seemed to begging for mercy, but his body was vaguely confronting his father.

"Useless thing, can't even say a few auspicious words."

Jiang Chiyu felt a little angry, but when he saw the appearance of his own son, he felt as if he had been splashed with a basin of ice water, and was speechless.

Jiang Zhoudu was no more than eight years old. Seeing this scene, she was extremely frightened. She had been blown by the wind and scolded by her parents before. She felt wronged, but she did not dare to cry. Tears welled up in her eyes.

Wang Xiwei didn't know what to say, after all, it was someone else's family affair.

Jiang Chiyu had a son in his old age, and his wife passed away early, so he almost spoiled his son. But Jiang Liuyu was a soft-hearted person and sided with his wife.

"Tell me, what are you two doing here?"

Wang Xiwei didn't want to argue any further and asked directly.

Jiang Liuyu knelt down and said in a low, respectful voice:
"Reporting to the Immortal, I heard my father say that he wanted to send Zhou Du to Caiyun Peak to worship Immortal Wen as his master. However, Caiyun Peak is under the jurisdiction of Changming and is very far away from Woniuye. I want Zhou Du to worship at Dangxia Peak instead."

"It's a good opportunity to continue our relationship. It's also closer to home, and we can see our children more often."

Wang Xiwei has lived for many years, and he can tell what the couple is thinking at a glance.

"I'm afraid he's worried his daughter might fly too far and he won't be able to keep her under control. Also, he wants to be near Baishi so he can help them."

Jiang Chiyu's life span is coming to an end, and the couple are obviously a little confused, and they only hope to preserve their own wealth.

The woman in sheepskin followed her husband in bowing, her voice mournful, as if she was reluctant to part with her daughter, but she was actually brooding over something in her heart.

"A town is about to be built near Baishi. If I'm assigned to Changming, I won't be able to manage this place. The sect rules are strict, and if we don't get along, what good will it do?"

Zhang knew clearly that which temple her daughter would join would determine her future livelihood, so she couldn't just let the old man arrange it as he pleased. Moreover, her father-in-law was a man who never showed favoritism, and the family didn't have much savings, so she had to make some calculations.

Jiang Chiyu lowered his waist even more, no longer saying a word, not daring to look at his master, but just clenched his granddaughter's hand.

"Great Father."

Jiang Zhoudu seemed to sense the old man's mood, turned around and called out softly.

The wind and snow were blowing, and the couple in front of him continued to kneel. Wang Xiwei felt annoyed and said coldly:
"Everyone get up."

The surroundings seemed to be getting warmer, and the wind and snow approached the few people, first turning into misty water vapor.

Jiang Liuyu supported Zhang, and both of them did not dare to look at Wang Xiwei, and both lowered their heads.

"It's obviously Caiyun Peak that's the best place for you. I'm old and have to refine weapons, so where would I find the time to teach you? Qiyun rarely even sees his own children, and he's even busier. How can he be so short-sighted!"

Wang Xiwei sighed. Chiyu must have told his family about these things in detail. The couple still did this, obviously not for their own child.

"The general of the sect is going to build a town in Woniuye. Are you aware of this?"

The two people below looked at each other. Zhang shook her head at first, but Jiang Liuyu beside her replied directly:

"I heard it from my father."

Wang Xiwei didn't bother to care about what the two were thinking and continued, "In the future, this will be the largest town in Qingwei. All trade will be carried out here, and many markets will be built here."

"If you two truly care about your daughter, I will grant you a position and let you manage some land so that you can earn some resources for your daughter. It would be most appropriate for Zhou Du to practice in Caiyun."

Wang Xiwei's tone was somewhat unquestionable, and he gave the two some benefits. The couple didn't dare to say anything more, for fear of angering the immortal, and just kowtowed to express their gratitude.

"Let's all withdraw."

Jiang Liuyu and his friend took their daughter to take their leave, with happy expressions on their faces. As for Jiang Zhoudu, he was shivering from the cold, and was led by his mother, stumbling towards home.

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Master."

Jiang Chiyu's voice was hoarse, and he seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant, with drooping eyebrows and eyes, like a dying ox.

“It’s not easy for anyone.”

Thinking of Qiyun, Wang Xiwei also felt a little troubled and sighed softly.

Jiang Chiyu raised his head and looked in the direction of Luo Qing. He said sadly in a trance-like voice:
"When I was young, I became a disciple of my master. I thought I had a good talent and didn't want to be trapped in fetal breathing. When I got old, I thought, since I have received a lot of training from the sect, but my cultivation has not been successful, I might as well contribute in other areas."

"After I turned thirty, I never asked for any nourishment from the sect. I devoted myself wholeheartedly to Baishi. Some people laughed at me in secret, but I didn't care at all because I was open-minded."

At this point, the old man raised his voice a little, but then lowered it again and continued:
"I didn't expect that when I get old, the children would be so thoughtful and add more trouble to the family."

"Master, my son is useless and can't accomplish anything. There's no need to give him any position."

Wang Xiwei said nothing, but just looked at the snow silently.

The snow is falling, will this be a good harvest year?
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Shuanghui Peak, in front of the main hall.

Liu Xiaowen wanted to go to Yuanshang. He had thought about this a long time ago, mainly for the magic sword in his hand.

He has already broken through the Qi Refining stage, and his progress is extremely fast. I'm afraid he will break through the second level this year. Although there are no obstacles before the sixth level, this speed is still appalling.

The Fire Tiger Fang was only of the highest grade in the Fetal Breathing category, but it meant a lot to him. Not only was it a gift from his senior brother, but it had also been with him for many years in killing monsters, and he could use it as easily as with his own arm. Now he wanted to upgrade it to the Qi Refining category.

He originally thought this was not a difficult task, but after asking Senior Brother Qiyun, he realized that something was missing.

This magic sword was made using the stacking weapon method, with several sword embryos combined into one. If one wants to improve its quality, it cannot be smelted with fine iron, but instead one must find some gold-rich spiritual energy and spiritual liquid to nourish it.

This is difficult for Liu Xiaowen. The white stone contains a lot of fine iron, but there is no trace of spiritual energy or spiritual liquid. I'm afraid that only those on the plain can show some traces.

Liu Xingfang also wanted to go back to Yuanshang, so the two of them went to Tianqing together to ask their master for advice.

Xu Xuan was in the hall. He was happy to hear that Senior Brother Xi Wei had come out of seclusion when he saw Xiao Wen and Tongxing Fang coming together.

After learning about his purpose, Xu Xuan thought for a moment and said with a smile:
"It's not a good idea to practice in the mountains all the time. It's a good opportunity to go out for a walk."

Thinking of this, he took out some supplies, enough to buy a few spiritual objects of the Qi Refining level, and gave them to the two of them.

Liu Xiaowen accepted it calmly and thanked him respectfully. Liu Xingfang, who was standing by, wanted to refuse, but seeing that his senior brother accepted it, he said nothing more.

"Now that the families on the plains have not yet established their foundations, it is a rare period of peace and stability. It would be a good thing to let them move around more."

Xu Xuan was naturally happy to have these disciples move around more often so that they could help deal with matters within the sect, so that he could focus on his cultivation and be a hands-off boss.

After bidding farewell to his master, a few days passed and as the Lantern Festival approached, Liu Xiaowen was really ready to set off.

He rode the wind and rose up, taking Liu Xingfang with him. It was the first time for both of them to walk out of the mountain gate together, and they were both a little excited.

On the way, Liu Xingfang sat in the clouds, looked at Luo Qing, and sighed with some emotion:
"Refining Qi can control the wind. It's really free. Brother, how did you feel when you went to the sky for the first time?"

"At first I was scared, even afraid to fly too high. I fell a few times, but after I got used to it, I didn't feel anything special."

Liu Xiaowen replied with a smile. Thinking about these things, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. When he fell from the sky while riding the wind, it was his master who caught him, which made Senior Brother Qiyun tease him for a long time.

Liu Xingfang seemed to be thinking about something. He looked at the magic sword Liu Xiaowen was wearing and said softly:

"Brother, if you want to find some rare spiritual objects, you should first go to the Chen family's Duwang City and then go to Qinglifang."

"Didn't the Chen family close the mountain?"

"Senior brother, I don't know about this."

Liu Xingfang showed a bit of pride. It was obvious that he knew a lot of information because of his background. He explained:
"The Chen family only sealed off the sacred mountain where the main family was located. The direct descendants were not allowed to leave. The mortals under their rule still had to make a living and were watched over by the collateral descendants."

"I received news from home. I heard that the emperor of the current dynasty is going to offer sacrifices to the heavenly officials. Lantern Festivals will be held in various places. The Chiyun County is holding one in Duwang City. Many nearby cultivators will come here. There are many rare items. It will take place in the next few days."

Liu Xingfang seemed to have been thinking about going here for a long time, and seemed to be encouraging Liu Xiaowen.

Liu Xiao was also somewhat moved when he heard this, and did not intend to spoil his junior brother's fun. After pondering for a while, he smiled and said:
"You can go to Qinglifang anytime. This lantern festival is rare, so why not go and take a look first."

The two of them discussed it and changed direction, flying towards Du Wangcheng, which was under the jurisdiction of the Chen family.

"I wonder what the Heavenly Sacrifice Official is for? It's actually worthy of the Heavenly Family's order."

Liu Xiaowen was a little curious. The imperial family of Li Kingdom almost ignored state affairs and issued few government decrees. All places were ruled by immortals.

Liu Xingfang also had a puzzled look on his face. The letter from home did not give any details, so he said uncertainly:
"I heard that they were praying for the people and the immortals. After all, Dali destroyed Qi, so they naturally gained some [Fuqi]."

Blessing Qi.

When Liu Xiaowen recalled the blessed spiritual spring, some guesses suddenly arose in his mind, but he remained calm and continued to fly forward.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the wind and snow stopped and the sky became bright. Liu Xiaowen Yufeng landed, followed by Liu Xingfang. The two of them arrived in front of a huge city, which was Du Wangcheng.

The city gates were wide open, and the noise of people almost filled the roads. There were even many monks riding on strange beasts to enter and live in peace with the mortals around them.

Entering the city, there is a building every five steps and a pavilion every ten steps. There are many ladies and tourists, and there are also some performers and opera singers. Surrounding them are both ordinary people and monks, showing a prosperous scene.

Liu Xingfang entered the city, showing some of the ease of a child from an aristocratic family. He took Liu Xiaowen to a restaurant decorated with gold and jade, with the words "Mei Zhai" written on a wooden plaque.

"Where is this place?"

Liu Xiaowen was about to ask something, but Liu Xingfang remained silent. With a mysterious smile on his face, he pulled him inside and found a place to sit down.

Looking around, Liu Xiaowen saw that all the people here were cultivators. They took their seats one after another, and most of them were chatting and drinking.

There was a faint cold fragrance coming from all around. Many women were laughing and playing on the high pavilion. They all had cultivation skills. They were wearing colorful brocades, pink and white, with rouge and fat. Their eyes were moving, and their waists were slender, showing some charm.

There was a song being sung on the stage in the center of the restaurant. Liu Xiaowen was curious and looked closely.

A woman in a white gauze dress, her face blurred by the mist, sat upright on the stage. She was slender and delicate, her bare hands flicking lightly, revealing a sense of isolation and coldness.

She stroked the zither gently, her brows slightly furrowed, her voice melodious as she sang:
"How deep is the kindness of a beautiful body leaning against someone.

I cherish and pity you so much that you stay.

The rain stopped and the clouds gathered, and my brows furrowed.

I’m just worried that it will be revealed and that person will know about it.

Take me here."

(End of this chapter)