Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 69 Xuan Qi
In the Guandao Hall, dark green energy flows.

Xu Xuan was silent for a moment, feeling a little stuffy in his chest. He looked at the column belonging to his master with a dazed look.

Dark green energy flowed over the line of words, and sword intent was everywhere. Xu Xuan reached out to touch it, and felt his consciousness sink, as if he was trapped in it. In the blink of an eye, an additional memory appeared, and a scene appeared before his eyes.

On Dajingyuan, demons were rampant, which was exactly the scene of the demon disaster at that time.

Looking at it again now, Xu Xuan was still a little frightened. The monsters were as dense as the tide, from fetal breathing to foundation building, emerging from the Yuliu Mountains and sweeping away Chiyun South.

High above the sky, the vast void opens.

A yellowed painting appeared in the misty sky. On the painting was an ancient battlefield, which almost occupied the entire sky. The misty clouds covered the scene, preventing people below from seeing it.

Xu Xuan turned his gaze towards the ancient battlefield and saw endless flat sands, howling sad winds, and countless cultivators surrounding a towering immortal mountain. A huge flag was propped up in the sky with the word "Shu" on it.

Two Dharma bodies of the Purple Mansion appeared from the side of the scroll, but they were not clear. One of them turned his hand, and a group of people emerged from his hand. Only then did Xu Xuan see his master.

Wen Fufeng, Zhu Yucheng, and a man who looks very similar to Chen Weiyuan, who should be Chen Changqi. The rest are the former elders of Kongjianmen, Liu family, Wu family and Duan family.

These people have already established their foundation. At this moment, their eyes are dull and they say nothing, as if they have supernatural powers.

The two real people bowed towards the east together, and suddenly a strange phenomenon occurred.

A bright white image rose from the east, with the shapes of myriad monsters on it. At the top were immortal beasts such as the Golden Crow, the True Dragon, and the Qilin. Below were various noble species, and after that were some ordinary monsters, covering everything.

Any monster Xu Xuan had ever seen could be found on it. The small monsters at the bottom of the picture kept appearing, falling into the Yuliu Mountains and then rushing towards Chiyun South.

As for those noble species, they turned into streams of light, fell into the yellowed scroll, and fought with the monks.

"Walk."

A Dharma body spoke, and a majestic voice sounded. The figures of Wen Fufeng and others quickly became as thin as paper, and fell into the painting that covered the sky and the sun with the wind.

"Chen Changqi, take the throne of Emperor Wang."

"Wen Fufeng, take the position of True Man Chi Ming."

"Zhu Yucheng, take the position of General Tianyuan."

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As the sound rang out, the aura of these people rose rapidly, their immortal foundations increased, and their magical powers became possible. In an instant, they turned into purple palaces and started fighting with the monsters.

Xu Xuan felt his heart pounding as he watched, and he almost drowned in this memory.

After an unknown amount of time, everything stopped. On the battlefield in the scroll, the immortal mountains collapsed and the flags were broken. In the end, only Wen Fufeng, Chen Changqi and Zhu Yucheng were left.

The purple palaces transformed by these three people were far more advanced than the others, their cultivation was perfect, and they all possessed the five supernatural powers. At this moment, they were in a stalemate and fought with the endless monsters in the white Taoist diagram.

"What expensive species have been put in there?"

A majestic voice sounded, seeming to be somewhat dissatisfied.

"The Bai Ze Tu has already invested in the Transformed Snake, Fire Crow, Golden Bat, and so on. This time, the consumption is quite high, and I owe a lot of favors."

This seemed to be a woman's voice, with a hint of surprise.

"If we can throw in some powerful monsters and call out a former celestial demon, such as the former Kuilong Gong, Tiantuo Xiaosheng, or Cangwu Xiangu, we won't have to worry about the show not being able to continue."

"Forget it, just ask for one of the demon king's legacy from the past. After all, these three people are different, so as to avoid any changes."

A majestic voice sounded, and the tone left no room for questioning.

The woman, Zifu, was obviously of lower status. She took the order, wrote a decree, and respectfully sent it to the Bai Ze Tu in Dongtian.

A large hand covered with scales stretched out from the void, caught the decree and turned it over.

It remained still for a moment, then made hand gestures and cast a spell. The Bai Ze diagram vibrated continuously, and the figure of a Vermilion Bird emerged from the top.

The image landed directly on the scroll, and apricot-yellow Lihuo surged, revealing a somewhat ethereal figure, seemingly a woman. The two Purple Palaces dared not look at the scene within the scroll, each turning their backs. Xu Xuan, however, stared intently.

The figure that entered was also at the peak of the Purple Mansion realm. With his demonic body alone, he knocked down the three people and burned them with the fire. The souls and bodies of the three people were completely destroyed, and they died on the spot.

Xu Xuan could no longer see clearly what happened afterwards. When he came to his senses, he was back in the hall, still holding the Xuanqing Taoist book in his hand.

He calmed down and sorted out what he had seen before, and felt a chill.

"This is how Master died. Then what did I see? And what about Zhu Yucheng? Is he a human or a ghost?"

Xu Xuan felt that this matter was a bit confusing and he could hardly make any sense of it, so he simply continued to read the book, but he could only turn back one page.

This is a sword manual, the "Fengxuan Sword Manual".

Xu Xuan couldn't read the whole thing and could only flip through the very beginning, but even this little bit of scripture was enough to shock him.

This opening chapter describes the wonderful method of transforming sword energy into sword qi, reversing the innate, and refining sword qi and sword intent into the foundation of immortality.

"Sword Qi?"

Xu Xuan was confused, wondering what the difference of just one word was.

As for the method of refining sword energy and sword intent into the immortal foundation described later, it reminded him of what his master had said, and there was a faint overlap.

Just as he was about to look again, a heavenly drum sounded, and he instantly returned to the sea of qi. His clothes changed back to their previous appearance, but the volume of Xuanqing Taoist book was still in his hand.

A blood flower fell and headed straight for the Xuanqing Taoist book, but unexpectedly a bit of clear light rose from it and knocked it away.

Tian Tuo howled, screamed, and said angrily:

"What the hell is this? It's so evil."

Xu Xuan ignored him and just opened the Taoist book and told Tiantuo what he had seen before to see what the old demon had to say.

"What is Taiqing Dao Realm, Fengxuan Palace? I have never heard of them. Maybe I just forgot."

Tian Tuo continued with a puzzled tone:
"I don't know what sword energy is, but I do have some impression of the mysterious blue energy you mentioned."

Xu Xuan's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly asked for an answer. Tiantuo then started yelling, asking Xu Xuan to take him with him next time he went to heaven, otherwise he would not say anything.

Xu Xuan had no choice but to agree. After all, it would be next time and everything would be easy to deal with.

The old demon then slowly spoke:

"One Qi becomes three, perhaps it is the Ancestral Qi?"

His voice was somewhat uncertain, and he said in a low voice:

"It's a dark blue color, so it should be 'Xuan Qi'."

When Xu Xuan first heard about this tradition, he was a little confused and said:

"What kind of tradition is this? Why have I never heard of it before?"

Tian Tuo's voice became serious, as if he was a little shy, and he said in a low voice:

"You haven't seen it, that's natural. This Taoist school doesn't have any techniques, secrets, or even spiritual energy."

"Since the Middle Ages, no one has ever seen this kind of immortal foundation, magical powers, or even golden elixir. Only immortals have appeared."

After saying this, Tiantuo refused to talk any more and returned to the sea of flowers.

Xu Xuan stood under the thunder wood, and the dark green Taoist book in his hand was glowing with clear light, as if it had a spirit.

(End of this chapter)