Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 85 Demon
Caiyun Peak, it has been several days since the market was recaptured.

Wen Si was sitting in the Mingsi Palace, next to him was a woman in green clothes with heroic eyes and eyebrows, it was Shi Yuanyu.

This is the daughter of the head of Huichun Mountain. She has now reached the fourth level of Qi Refining and has been in charge of the spiritual field in Changming for many years.

Shi Yuanyu is only responsible for spiritual plants and does not participate in the battle. Although he is said to be a sacrifice, he is actually more like a spiritual plant husband hired by the temple. He is not too deeply involved. I am afraid that this was also Shi Mingsong's instruction.

"Master Shi, look at this large plate. What should we do now?"

Wen Sian pointed to a feng shui map on the table and outlined the area of the spiritual field with a red pen, with a hint of worry on his face.

Shi Yuanyu observed for a while and whispered:
"The number of spiritual fields in Dapan is extremely large, almost ten times that of Changming. The green wood energy in this place is rich, and the quality of the spiritual fields is much better."

"Although Lotus Temple has been developed over the years, the methods used were crude, the soil properties were not understood, and random planting wasted the land's resources."

Wen Sian looked at the feng shui map and sighed:

"The spiritual fields of this large plate are in a mess now. It would be difficult to sort them out from scratch with only the limited manpower in Changming."

Shi Yuanyu also agreed and echoed:
"If we want to restore the spiritual fields in Dapan, we need many disciples who understand the methods of spiritual plants. Even mortals will have to contribute to handle it."

"If we can train more disciples who understand spiritual plants and mobilize them in a unified way, that would be the long-term solution."

When the other party mentioned this, Wen Si'an thought for a moment and remembered that Senior Brother Xi Wei had mentioned that he wanted to build a weapon refining hall.

If we could build another spiritual plant hall, and select some talented disciples regardless of their cultivation level, to learn the method of spiritual plants, we would be able to deal with large-scale issues.

She kept this matter in mind, waiting to discuss it with Xu Xuan.

If we are talking about some basic methods of cultivating spiritual plants, we can find them in our sect. Previously, the number of spiritual fields in Changming was small, so there was no need for this. Now we have to plan carefully.

The two chatted for a while, and Shi Yuanyu took his leave, saying that he had other matters to attend to and could not spare the time. In the next few days, Dapan would be looked after by this direct descendant of Huichun.

Shi Yuanyu left in the wind, but within a moment, footsteps were heard outside the hall, and a somewhat childish voice rang out:
"Master?"

"Come in."

Wen Sian responded with a smile, and a young girl appeared from the palace gate. She was about eleven or twelve years old, in the early stage of fetal breathing, wearing a light purple dress. She was not very attractive, but could barely be described as dignified.

It was Jiang Chiyu's granddaughter, Jiang Zhoudu, who had a six-inch spiritual root and had been in the mountains for two years. It was Wang Xiwei who interceded for her and allowed Wen Sian to accept her as a disciple.

"Zhou Du is here, but are you having any trouble practicing?"

Wen Sian called out softly, asking the girl to come closer. The girl stepped forward timidly, looking reserved.

"Reporting to Master, I have now mastered the [Small Cloud and Rain Technique] and have come to report this to you."

"Okay, this spell is quite practical. If you have time, you can go to the spiritual fields of Dapan and Changming and try to make it rain. If you have any questions, you can go to Shuanghui Peak and ask your Senior Sister Gaoxia."

"The disciple understands."

After she finished speaking, Jiang Zhoudu fell silent, not knowing what to say. Seeing that she was restrained, Wen Sian sent her directly to Shuanghui Peak to find Gaoxia to take care of some matters.

The disciple took his leave, but he still didn't relax even after leaving the hall. He was so nervous that he even walked a few steps with his hands and feet together, which made Wen Sian laugh.

Jiang Zhoudu has good aptitude and her spiritual roots are six inches. The sect wants her to practice "Shangyang Wenyu Fa". Like Wen Sian, she has now begun to study some spells of making rain while in fetal breathing.

"Her talent is acceptable, but her temperament is really a little lacking. Chiyu is a smart man, so why did he raise such a dull granddaughter?"

Wen Sian was devoted to this disciple, after all, he was entrusted by Senior Brother Xi Wei. However, Jiang Zhoudu's character was hard to change. He acted restrainedly and lacked the spiritual energy that he should have at his age.

"Although Gao Xia's talent is somewhat inferior, she is thoughtful and considerate, and has a gentle yet sharp temperament. Everyone in the sect, from the highest to the lowest, is friendly to her."

"Zhou Du has been on the mountain for two years and has stayed at Caiyun Peak, not going anywhere. Xiao Wen wanted to see her, but she was so scared that she made an excuse and hid in her cave. All these years, she has only known Senior Sister Gao Xia." When Wang Xiwei learned of this, she came to apologize to Wen Si'an. Wen Si'an didn't care about such trivial matters, but after all, since he accepted Zhou Du as his disciple, he had to take responsibility and his temper needed to change.

"Speaking of which, Fayan is also a person who doesn't like to move around, but he is very measured in his actions and has a deep mind."

Thinking of the disciple Xu Xuan accepted, Wen Sian sighed slightly. After all, he was a man of extraordinary talent, on the verge of building his foundation, and everyone could tolerate his eccentric temperament.

But Jiang Zhoudu is probably only cultivating Qi in this life. One day she will leave Caiyun Peak. Who will tolerate her flaws then?
On Tianqing Peak.

Xu Xuan was concentrating on studying the five-colored glazed lotus in his hand. According to Tiantuo, this thing should be the [Pure Lotus without Stains], the foundation-building spiritual root of the "Yi Wood" Path, which was influenced by Buddhism and became like this.

Not every wood spiritual object can be called a spiritual root. Since it can be called a spiritual root, it can produce spiritual objects every once in a while. If properly nurtured, it can serve as the foundation of the sect.

The pure lotus has the magical effect of soothing the soul and prolonging life. It falls once every three years, and only one petal falls each time.

The Earth Fire Wuyuan Tree produces about ten red fruits every year, but they can only be used for spiritual practice and have no other use. The lotus petals are much more precious and can save lives if used properly.

The problem that is bothering Xu Xuan now is how to restore the lotus to its original state?

After being cultivated by Buddhist methods and cleansed by vows, this spiritual root has almost become a special treasure. If we don't find a way to remove the Buddha's power from it, I'm afraid it cannot be used.

Xu Xuan pondered for a moment and asked Tian Tuo:

"With your current spirit, is it possible to separate this object?"

Tiantuo smiled strangely and said:
"The monk has marinated this lotus. If I still had my power, I could have peeled it off with a decree. But now there's nothing I can do."

Xu Xuan would definitely not give up this spiritual root. After all, he had taken it from the Lotus Temple, so of course he had to make good use of it.

After thinking for a long time, he remembered the Taoist platform in the Qi Sea. This place seemed to repel the Buddha's power. Maybe he could use it?

He acted decisively. He first used his magic power to refine the spiritual root and let Tiantuo take a look. After confirming that there was nothing strange, he carefully took it into his sea of qi and urged the lotus to fall on the Taoist platform.

The light of the moon surged, and the star map flickered. The Buddha's power on the pure lotus dissipated at the touch of a finger, and it was peeled off in an instant, revealing the original white lotus body.

The last bit of Buddha's power was exhausted, the lotus trembled, and a bright red light suddenly emerged, just like what was seen in the glass skull that day.

Looking at the light up close, Xu Xuan felt that it exuded infinite malice, almost a collection of all negative emotions. However, he was protected by the immortal talisman, so he was fine.

As soon as this light appeared, the volume of [Fengxuan Sword Classic] in Xu Xuan's sea of qi immediately felt it, fell into his hands, and opened by itself.

[Tian Bing Zhao Yuan Fen Xin Sword] Several golden ancient characters trembled, and a sword intent flew out from them, like the sun rising from the clouds and sky fire falling. The bright red magic light let out a mournful wail and turned into ashes in an instant.

Xu Xuan looked at the book again and found that he could turn the page a little further, but he still could not make out any more text.

"What is this bright red light?"

When Xu Xuan saw the extinguishing light, the Dao book could turn back a little bit, and he had some guesses in his mind.

Now, only the first few pages of the [Fengxuan Sword Classic] are available for reading. Apart from that page of genealogy, the rest talks about condensing the sword embryo and transforming qi into qi.

Xu Xuan named this method himself, called [Fengxuan Huaqi Miaofa]. There are many pages at the back of this sword manual, and it seems that there are some magical sword techniques, but he just can't open it, which makes Xu Xuan very distressed.

Now that he saw that the light was extinguished by the sword intent and the Daoshu was moved, he naturally felt aggrieved.

Tian Tuo turned into a blood flower and flew up. The old demon's voice was a little doubtful. After a long silence, he said softly:

"Maybe it's a demon?"

(End of this chapter)