Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 59: Master Fan
Inside the pavilion, the sound of the piano was faint and the singing was mournful.

If Liu Xiaowen saw this scene in some fairy mountain or sacred lake, he might think it was some hidden master or a mysterious lady who appeared in the world, and he might clap his hands and sigh, praising the sound of the piano.

The air was filled with the greasy smell of cosmetics, which made him feel a little nauseous. Several women came forward and wanted to talk to him, but he waved them away.

Liu Xingfang sat aside, poured some wine, and said with a smile:

"Brother, what do you think of this singing and playing?"

Liu Xiaowen already understood where Liu Xingfang had brought him to. He felt a little unhappy and just said softly:
"It's a pity that she's just a woman of the nightclubs. No matter how well she plays the piano or how beautifully she sings, her songs are still obscene and not suitable for public viewing."

Liu Xingfang shook his head and replied with a smile:

"Brother, please don't look down on him. This person on the stage is very famous. He's called Master Fan. He's the best in Chiyun. He doesn't show up on weekdays. He just came here to play and sing for a few days during the festive season."

"Now I have caught up, it is also luck."

Liu Xiaowen was obviously not very interested. Instead, he looked around and saw some familiar faces.

A short man was sitting on a high pavilion. There were no women around him. Instead, he was chatting and laughing with a monk in a pink robe with fair skin. The monk was wearing a string of white bone beads that emitted pink rays of light.

"The Duan family, is that Duan Pingdu?"

Duan Pingdu had seized the opportunity to enter Changsheng Temple at that time, which left a deep impression on Liu Xiaowen. Now he recognized him at a glance.

"Why are the people from the Duan family getting together with the monk?"

Liu Xiaowen had some doubts, but Liu Xingfang next to him spoke up first.

"Junior brother has a keen eye and recognized the identity at a glance."

"With such a high level of cultivation, he is obviously from an aristocratic family. And he is short, so he must be from the Duan family."

Liu Xingfang lowered his voice and explained to Liu Xiaowen.

"Chiyun only has one Lotus Temple, and this monk doesn't look like he came from there."

Liu Xiaowen had also fought with some monks who came out of Dapan. They were all old-fashioned, but he had never seen anyone wearing such a monk's robe.

"It doesn't look like a righteous path. I'm afraid it's some evil practice."

He withdrew his gaze, not daring to look any further for fear of causing any dispute.

Liu Xingfang, who was standing aside, was surrounded by three or four women, drinking and playing games with them. He had a handsome appearance and attracted a lot of attention.

"I've heard that the Liu family has a lot of playboys. Xingfang usually looks quite serious, so what's going on?"

After a long time, the music of the piano stopped, and Master Fan stood up. The mist around him dissipated, but his face was still covered with a layer of gauze, and his true appearance was not revealed.

There were cheers coming from all around, and the woman bowed slightly to express her gratitude. A maid in a green dress came beside her, and the two left the place together.

Now the stage began to sing some truly vulgar songs. Liu Xiaowen could no longer sit still, so he gently pushed away the woman leaning against him and said in a deep voice:
"Junior brother, please wait here. I will go to the city first to see if there is any news about the spiritual object."

Liu Xingfang was a little surprised. He was hugging a Hu girl and drinking a few cups. He advised:

"Brother, why are you so anxious? You finally made the trip out, and I'll pay for the expenses this time. Why rush out?"

Liu Xiaowen just sighed:
"I'm bored here, so I might as well go out and see the lantern festival."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Liu Xingfang to persuade him any further, he fled out. The cold wind outside the building temporarily refreshed him a little.

Walking along the road, he saw many shops selling all kinds of spiritual objects, but nothing he wanted.

As the sky gradually darkened, all the colorful lanterns were lit up, and the road was filled with a golden and green scene with fireworks. However, Liu Xiaowen had no intention of appreciating it.

"I should have asked Xia Xingfang earlier. He might have found a way. Otherwise, I'm running around like a headless fly now."

He felt a little regretful, but he didn't plan to go back and ask again. Instead, he asked along the way and actually found the place.

He stopped in front of a market town. This place was called Huayunfang and was run by the Chen family. It was located in the city center and most of the people who came here were independent cultivators doing business.

Once inside, it was bustling and lively.

Liu Xiaowen had been to Qinglifang several times, but now he saw that the market opened by the Chen family was no less large than that of Qinglifang.

He walked slowly. Most of the people doing business here were cultivators who practiced fetal breathing and Qi training. They also sold spiritual objects of the same level. Occasionally, there were some Qi training instruments, and there would be a group of people surrounding them.

"He's just a casual cultivator, nothing good."

So far, Liu Xiaowen has seen many spiritual objects from the Jinde Dao, but most of them are gold, silver, copper and tin from the Geng and Xin Daos. He has not seen any spiritual energy or spiritual liquid.

I don't know how long I walked around before I arrived at a stall of a casual cultivator. I saw a bottle of silver liquid, which was of a very extraordinary Qi Refining grade.

"What does this fellow Taoist want?"

The man setting up the stall was a middle-aged cultivator, at the fourth level of Qi Refining. He was wearing a black robe, was tall and strong, and had a rough voice.

Liu Xiaowen did not ask directly about the silver liquid, but pretended to pick some spiritual objects first, and after a while, he pretended to ask casually:

"What kind of spiritual object is in this bottle?"

When the wandering cultivator saw Liu Xiaowen asking about this thing, he smiled slightly and said:

"It's the [Secret Silver Hidden Water] of the Xin Jin Dao sect. It's considered a top-tier spiritual item in Qi Refining. Do you fancy it, fellow Daoist?"

'I'm from Xin Jin, and I was looking for Geng Jin, but this is enough.'

Liu Xiaowen's face was calm, and he just asked:

"How are you going to sell it, fellow Daoist?"

The sturdy man showed a bit of cunning on his face and said directly:
"Not much, just a mid-grade Qi Refining magical tool will do."

Liu Xiao frowned slightly when he heard this, feeling that the person in front of him was simply asking for too much and taking the opportunity to blackmail him.

A typical mid-grade Qi Refining artifact is worth at least two spiritual artifacts, not to mention the cost of the artifact refiner. Although this [Mithril Hidden Water] is rare, exchanging it for a mid-grade Qi Refining artifact is a bit of a loss.

"My friend, your price is quite high. Could you lower it a little?"

Liu Xiaowen now carries mostly spiritual objects and spiritual stones with him, but he doesn't have any magic weapons with him, so he really can't take them out.

The cultivator on the other side obviously knew that his price was too high, so he stepped back and said softly:

"If you don't have a mid-level Qi Refining weapon, we can discuss it. I wonder if you know anything about refining weapons?"

Liu Xiaowen's mind moved slightly. Although he did not know how to refine weapons, there were people in the sect who knew how to do it. He immediately asked:
"Although I don't understand, I know a few weapon refiners. What kind of magical weapon do you want to refine, fellow Daoist?"

The other person showed a look of joy on his face, but then turned to doubt. He obviously didn't believe Liu Xiaowen's words and said hesitantly:

"I have some spiritual objects and want to make a magical weapon. I wonder if you know any weapon refiners. Please tell me about it."

Liu Xiaowen smiled slightly, took out a token representing the mountain gate, showed it to the other party, and said with a smile:

"In Qingwei's Dachi Temple, we have two cultivators who are good at refining weapons. Fellow Daoist, you have found the right person."

The man opposite seemed relieved and said with a smile:

"I heard that your temple is a well-known and upright sect, and the level of its weapon refining is also high. It is the perfect fit."

"My name is Feng Lidao. May I know your name?"

"Liu Xiaowen."

The other party took out the spiritual liquid, and after a while, he said in a low voice:
"Fellow Daoist Xiao Wen, please take a spiritual object for refining Qi as collateral. I will give you this spiritual liquid. When I visit your sect in the future and succeed in refining the weapon, I will return it to you."

Perhaps this is the benefit brought by the mountain gate's reputation. Feng Lidao is obviously very confident about this deal.

Liu Xiaowen searched around and took out a spiritual object of the Qi Refining level, and exchanged it for this [Mithril Hidden Water].

"I have yet to ask what Taoist tradition you are practicing, and what kind of magical weapon you want to refine?"

Liu Xiaowen wanted to find out first so that he could prepare when he returned to avoid any trouble.

"I practice the Ding Fire Dao and need to forge a magical sword. Your family is well-known and is truly suitable."

Feng Lidao had a look of delight on his face. He had never imagined that today he would be able to establish contact with other sects and ask them to help him refine weapons.

"Ding Fire?"

Liu Xiaowen was a little confused, but still asked:

"Fellow Daoist, please explain clearly so that I can go back and report to the elders to avoid making mistakes."

Feng Lidao chuckled, came closer, and said in a low voice:
"I am practicing the third-grade 'Eternal Bright Candle Method'. The immortal foundation I have cultivated is called 'Bingzhuyou'. I have 'Dengyuan Gold', 'Chenliuhuo', and 'Mingxinmu' in my hands. I need to use these three Qi-refining spiritual objects to refine it."

"Fellow Daoist, please remember this: when I am ready, I will come to visit you."

Liu Xiaohears the response, his expression slightly changed, and he said with a smile:
"Fellow Daoist, this magical weapon is quite difficult to refine. It requires the incorporation of three spiritual objects. The resulting magical weapon has already touched the edge of the upper-grade Qi Refining level. With only one [Mithril Hidden Water], I'm afraid it is not enough for the elders in our sect to use."

Feng Lidao pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, and took out a jade bottle, which contained a faint blue flame. He said in a deep voice:

"If your family is willing to help, I still have a portion of [Chen Liuhuo] left, which will be used as a reward."

"This [Chen Liuhuo] is from the Ding Fire Path. Although it is difficult to refine gold and iron, it can have miraculous effects if it is used to refine some special spiritual objects."

Liu Xiaowen was a little surprised. He didn't expect Feng Lidao to be so generous. He didn't seem like a casual cultivator. He immediately responded:

"Since you are so sincere, let's swear an oath and set a date."

The casual cultivator on the opposite side breathed a sigh of relief. Fearing that Liu Xiaowen would go back on his word, he hurriedly swore an oath with this disciple of Dachi Temple and set a date for refining the weapon.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Liu Xiaowen took his leave and continued walking deeper into the market to see if there were any other spiritual objects.

"[Chen Liuhuo] is not a good thing. It is not as good as the [Earth Demon Fire] in our sect, not to mention my [Great Sun Brilliance Fire], but perhaps Senior Brother Qiyun can use it."

Liu Xiaowen naturally planned to ask Senior Brother Qiyun to resolve this matter. Uncle Xi Wei was busy all day and had no time to take care of these things.

Thinking back to Feng Lidao, Liu Xiaowen felt that this man was interesting. He had good cultivation and a rich fortune. It seemed that he was not an ordinary cultivator.

The market town was ablaze with lights and bustling with people.

"I wonder what Junior Brother Xingfang is doing?"

Liu Xiaowen felt helpless when he recalled his junior brother. He didn't want to go back to look for him at the moment. He just walked along the road and strolled around casually.

Just as he was approaching the center of the town, the seal characters on his altar suddenly vibrated. He felt a sense of it and looked over.

A few steps away, a woman stood quietly by the road, followed by a maid, watching the lanterns together. The maid beside her seemed to notice Liu Xiaowen's gaze and glared at him.

She was wearing a white gauze skirt and a face covered with a veil, and had a cold and elegant temperament. She was none other than Master Fan from Meizhai.

"It's her, how can there be a sense?"

Only then did Liu Xiaowen see that there was a crescent-shaped jade pendant hanging on the other person's white neck. It was flashing with a clear light, causing the ancient seal script of [Yang Sui Jiang Huo] to vibrate.

"What are you looking at, you lecher!"

The maid in green skirt came up aggressively with an angry tone.

The woman named Master Fan looked over without any emotion, and only then did Liu Xiaowen see her eyes clearly.

Those were a pair of eyes as deep as a dark pool, without a trace of life, like the statues in a temple.

　I'm not in good shape today, so I'll update less. I'll add another chapter tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)