Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 67: Dan
The water in Kan overflowed, the fire in Li was blazing, and the lapis lazuli furnace wall, which emitted a clear and bright light, gradually rusted.

The pale and thin man stood up, his chest puffed out, sucking in all the water and fire on the ground, and some color returned to his face.

He turned around and gently stroked the Shuihuoweiji furnace, revealing a pale spine with protruding vertebrae and scorpion-like thorns on it.

The man's back was covered in rotten flesh, full of pits and emitting a foul smell. Bright red cinnabar was finely traced on the rotten black back. Xu Xuan looked closely and saw that it was an upside-down Chinese character "Fu".

There was silence all around. The origin of the person who crawled out of the furnace was unknown. All the cultivators did not move rashly and watched the other party's movements quietly.

In the direction of Kan Gua, several wandering cultivators were close to the secret passage. They wanted to escape and ran towards the secret passage on the wind.

Xu Xuan originally thought that the person who crawled out of the furnace would take action, but the other party did not move. He stared at the lapis lazuli furnace blankly, as if he was possessed by a demon.

Just when everyone present was thinking of retreating and wanted to leave quickly, there was some movement from the stone road in the direction of Kan Gua. The heads of those wandering cultivators were thrown out and fell to the ground in a row.

Everyone present was shocked. Among the cultivators who left, there was one who was at the seventh level of Qi Refining. He died so quietly, which made many people feel a chill in their hearts.

A man walked slowly from the stone path. He was a gloomy man with a stern demeanor. He was wearing a heavy armor with a bamboo pattern. He looked casually at the cultivators present, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth.

'Building the foundation.'

Xu Xuan looked at the other party quietly, feeling the aura emanating from the other party, and it was clear that he was a high-level cultivator at the foundation-building stage.

If the Purple Mansion gave him the feeling of the vast sky, boundless and endless, then the pressure brought to him by the foundation-building was like a towering mountain, where he could see the top but was unable to climb over it.

"Don't act rashly."

The armored man gave the order in a deep voice, and all the cultivators present dared not move. Even the seemingly reckless Liang Yong did not say a word at this moment.

"Master."

The man in the sky-blue robe walked forward with a smile, walked to the side of the armored man, and respectfully handed the electron microscope in his hand to his master.

"Well done, Shunshui, you can go back and report now."

The man named Shunshui lowered his head and retreated. Before leaving, he glanced in the direction of Liu Qiuci, shook his head slightly, and walked out of the stone path.

The naked man beside the stove seemed to be attracted by the attention and looked over. His eyes were dull and filled with gray.

The armored man bent his finger and pointed, a strong wind arose, condensing the corpses and blood on the ground into a point, turning it into a misty blood light, and hitting the naked man's brow.

The naked man's skin regained some color, but his back was still rotten. The armored man frowned slightly and turned to look at the monks present.

His eyes were sharp as he swept across the Duan family, the Kongjian Sect, the Dachi Temple, the Liu family, and finally stopped at a group of independent cultivators. These independent cultivators were all of low strength and had no background.

The armored man raised the microscope, and violent lightning flashed everywhere. The golden thunder turned into swords, spears, axes, and killed the group of wandering cultivators in an instant.

There was a scene of blood and flesh flying all over the ground, a burning smell was rising, and blood was flowing, flooding over Xu Xuan's toes.

The armored man finally showed some joy on his face. He pointed his finger again, gathering the flesh and blood of the scattered cultivators on the ground, which condensed into blood light and fell into the body of the naked man.

The rotten flesh on the back of the naked man by the stove gradually disappeared, revealing a red word "Fu" painted upside down on his back.

"What's your name?"

The armored man asked in a deep voice.

"Corning."

The man by the stove slowly gave his name, his pupils gradually becoming distinct black and white, revealing a bit of brilliance.

"This is the person who left the picture behind, a former disciple of Tianci Dao. How come he is still alive?"

Xu Xuan was puzzled. The destruction of Qi by Dali happened hundreds of years ago. Since he was a disciple, it meant that he was at most at the foundation-building stage and would only live for three hundred years.

"Now, in which dynasty will I, [Heaven-sent Blessing and Enlightenment Dharma], still exist in the world?"

Corning asked the question blankly, his face showing complete confusion.

The armored man walked forward with a cold expression and said, "It is now the sixth year of the Dali Zhiqing period. Qi has been destroyed, and your family's Taoist lineage also died long ago."

"That's it."

A bleak and cold light appeared on Kang Ning's face, his pupils rolled out of his eye sockets, and his body disintegrated, turning into fine green cinnabar, piling up on the ground.

All kinds of poisonous insects, crystal gray scorpions, red centipedes, and other insects of all sizes crawled out of his stomach and crawled in all directions.

Amidst the pile of green cinnabar, a crimson egg rolled out. It grew in the wind and turned into a golden pheasant with a tall crown, colorful feathers, and double pupils.

The golden pheasant flapped its wings and swallowed all the poisonous insects around it in an instant, then let out a long cry.

The armored man held a mirror and looked at himself. A golden light shone down, and the pheasant flew into his arms and turned into a pill of mixed green and gray, which was exquisitely carved and had a faint fragrance.

"This furnace of elixir was refined according to the monarch-minister method. Twelve gifted Shangling pills were used to nurture this one spiritual pill. This person has nurtured it in the furnace and is still alive. His alchemy skills are amazing."

Tian Tuo spoke, giving rare praise.

"What is so magical about this elixir that it is worth this Foundation Establishment Master to come and get it personally."

Xu Xuan still had doubts in his heart. If he was really someone from the Chi Lei Dao, with Zi Fu in charge, there was no elixir he could not refine.

"It should contain the entire immortal foundation of Kang Ning, or the Taoist tradition of blessing qi that is friendly to all cultivators, which has many magical uses."

Tian Tuo saw the doorway and was actually a little greedy. He said in a low voice:

"If you bring me that pill, it will be equivalent to the blood and energy of ten foundation-building cultivators."

Xu Xuan pretended not to hear and turned to look at the armored man.

After getting the green-gray elixir, this person did not stay any longer. Instead, he looked around, sneered, and left.

'Finally gone.'

If a Foundation Establishment cultivator holding an ancient magical weapon truly had the intention to kill, everyone present would surely die.

The water and fire furnace in the center moved again, and several volumes of Taoist books fell into the furnace. The lapis lazuli furnace lid closed, and the treasure furnace shrank and turned into a stream of green light, falling directly to the Duan family and into Duan Chengsi's hands.

The short man showed a simple and honest smile. He was wearing a black wide robe, which made him look a little funny. In one hand he held the lapis lazuli treasure furnace, and in the other hand he held a green jade token with the words "Ci Xin" written on it.

"This person actually has the token to this cave. He could have entered earlier. Why did he have to wait for the news to spread and let the cultivators in?"

Xu Xuan's mind raced, and he figured out something. He was afraid that the Duan family had received orders from Chi Lei Dao and was just cooperating in the show.

From the beginning to the end, the ones who died the most were these independent cultivators. Those who fled from the north, and some cultivators with some backgrounds, almost did not die.

There was still a residual smell of blood on the field. Xu Xuan looked at the Duan family and felt that their methods were really vicious. He was afraid that they had tried their best to spread the news of this cave.

Currently, the foreign cultivators with the highest cultivation level on the field are Fan Qingzhu and Liang Yong.

Fan Qingzhu's face was pale, showing some fear and worry. As for Liang Yong, he still looked confused and sat on the ground carelessly.

"A broad mind is also a blessing."

Xu Xuan withdrew his gaze. Now that the matter was over, it was time to leave.

Leading everyone back, he turned his back and left. He vaguely felt that there was a pair of eyes looking at him, but when he turned around, he could not see them.

Yufeng left Hanyi Cliff straight away and passed Pinghu. His mind moved slightly.

"The two places are so close. How could they not have discovered Hanyi Cliff when they were able to open the underground palace of Pinghu? I'm afraid they had planned this long ago."

He felt a chill in his heart, wondering what other plans the higher-ups had.

Now he decided to go back to Luo Qing first to see what magic the jade pendant had. Feeling the ancient stele vibrating in his qi sea, he became more and more anxious.

(End of this chapter)