Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 93 Ding Guang
The small courtyard was silent for a moment. The birds were silent and only the rustling sound of the autumn wind blowing through the forest could be heard.

"As you said, Junior Brother, do you want to discuss the way of the sword with me?"

Liu Xingfang looked at the [Yue Zhi] in the other party's hand and seemed to be tempted.

"That's right. I hope you can teach me."

Xu Fayan's aura surged and his yellow pupils were bright, which reminded Liu Xingfang of the evil spirits in the mountains.

"Since Junior Brother has said so, then let's have a sparring match, but don't damage the harmony."

Liu Xingfang's expression remained calm, showing no anger.

He held down the purple dagger he was wearing, and it turned into a sword ball, which spun around and landed on the palm of his left hand. It was the flying sword [Gang Yin].

He then summoned a silver-white long sword from his Qi Sea and held it firmly in his right hand.

The hilt of this sword has patterns of surging wind and clouds, and roaring lions and tigers. It is exactly the [Panpo], a magic sword handed down by the Liu family, a top-grade Qi-refining sword.

Liu Xingfang had never looked down on this junior fellow apprentice. On the contrary, he felt that the person before him was so talented that he had never seen such a person before in his life. However, such a person was also scheming and did not seem to be a kind person.

Now, seeing the other party speaking frankly and no longer responding with any hypocritical courtesy, he actually felt a sense of relief in his heart.

All the truth lies in the sword.

"Now let's see, who is more right, Fayan or me?"

The two of them rode the wind and landed straight on the top of Shuanghui Peak. There was a square in front of the main hall. This place was called [Punishment Ground]. It was the place where the elder in charge of law punished the disciples who made mistakes and executed the criminals in the past. It was blessed by the formation and was very stable.

Liu Xingfang's momentum gradually gathered and rose, and the sword kept ringing.

Now he and Xu Fayan are both at the first level of Qi Refining. When they fight at the same level, spiritual roots and talents will not play much of a role. What they have to compete with is spells and weapon skills.

He knew that Xu Fayan was cultivating the virtue of earth, and his Dao level was not low. He also knew that the other party had some secrets, and his master had also told him about them.

Now that he had to do it, Liu Xingfang was not afraid at all.

"Although the 'Zhenyao Questioning Spirit Method' is only of the third rank, it is incredibly powerful. However, it is missing quite a bit. If it can be completed, its rank can be further improved."

This is what Xu Xuan told Liu Xingfang at the beginning, and it is true. In terms of killing power alone, this martial art is not inferior to ordinary fourth-grade martial arts, but it lacks some of its magical power.

Lightning flashed on Panpo, and Liu Xingfang slowly took the starting stance for his sword move, saying softly:

"please."

Xu Fayan moved, smoke and dust rose up around him, covering him, and he approached, smashing down with a strange force from the [Yue Zhi] in his hand, creating a whistling wind.

He raised his sword and thrust it against the current. The sword body emitted the roar of a lion or tiger, blocking the Yuanhuang iron ruler. Liu Xingfang suddenly felt a surge of immense force, which almost made him lose his balance.

Liu Xingfang immediately changed his offensive, using his body movements to pull away, the thunderclouds were swift, and his sword was like a swimming dragon.

He was worthy of being the one who inherited Xu Xuan's true teachings. His sword strikes were as fast as an antelope hanging from a horn, leaving no trace. He was much better than the other two.

At that moment, Xu Fayan fell into a defensive position. "Yun Tu" was famous for its ability to cultivate magic power and accumulate essence. He also practiced "You Yuan Zhuan Ti", which made the magic power transfer even longer and more continuous.

During this exchange, Xu Fayan did not want to use talismans. He wanted to use his skills and magic to discuss the Dao with his senior brother.

Lightning flashed, and Liu Xingfang moved like a ghost, with extremely fast steps. He turned around and slashed with sword after sword. It was only because the iron bar in the opponent's hand had the ability to dissolve the sharpness that they were able to maintain a stalemate.

He didn't want to continue the fight, and a purple light flickered on the tip of his sword. It was the [Great Shock Prayer Lightning]. Now Liu Xingfang had just barely gotten started, but the power was already terrifying.

Seeing that the other party was serious, Xu Fayan shouted loudly, and the mixed green and yellow lights enveloped Yue Zhi. It was the Xuan Yang Yi Yuan Ding Light, and this light had the ability to dissolve and differentiate.

Neither of them has broken through the sixth level of Qi Refining, and the power of their spells is limited. They can only be shrouded on the magic weapons, and cannot be activated outside the body. Only by seeking the essence of life can they achieve harmony and freedom.

Even so, the power was extraordinary in the early stage of refining. The two beams of magic light collided and shook the formation.

The purple-crimson lightning slashed down with the sword, and suddenly there was a loud thundering sound. The green and yellow light gnawed at and decomposed the lightning, gradually fading away.

The magic that Xu Fayan practiced was of a higher grade, and he also had the luck of a sheep, which added a bit of power to his power, and gradually dissipated the lightning.

Liu Xingfang's expression did not change. He silently increased his magic power and did not retreat. He was in a stalemate with Xu Fayan.

A small thundercloud gathered above his head, and a purple flying sword fell straight down. Lightning fell from the sky, and the sword energy was enveloping him, and murderous intent arose.

A cold tip pierced towards the spiritual platform between Xu Fayan's eyebrows. The [Panpo] in Liu Xingfang's hand vibrated even more. He avoided the Yuanhuang iron ruler at an extremely tricky angle and slashed towards the opponent's Qi Sea.

This is the killer move, the fourth-grade sword technique passed down by Xu Xuan, [Jie Yuan Sword Fall].

Now it is just in its infancy in Liu Xingfang's hands, and it cannot reach the level of Xu Xuan where heaven, earth and man share the murderous intent, but the sword energy is enveloping, and the thunder sound is shaking. For someone in the early stage of Qi Refining, the killing power is already considerable.

There is nowhere to hide. This was the first thought that came to Xu Fayan's mind. His swordsmanship was extremely superb, and his flying sword had calculated the timing precisely, and he had endured until now.

He had long known that this senior brother had cultivated a flying sword, so how could he not be on guard? Now he cast a spell immediately.

He immediately turned the Yuanhuang iron ruler in his hand, and the [Xuanyang Yiyuan Dingguang] enveloped himself, and he used all his strength to activate the [Blunt Edge Formation] on the [Yue Zhi] to dissolve the power of lightning and sword.

The sword technique was barely blocked, and both men's auras were somewhat weakened. From beginning to end, Liu Xingfang had the upper hand, but he had a vague feeling that his opponent had some moves that he hadn't yet used, still hiding.

Xu Fayan's yellow eyes were bright, like twinkling lights, and he smiled and said:
"Brother, I see your position clearly."

He pressed forward again, swung [Yue Zhi], and heavy pressure fell. Liu Xingfang wanted to use the escape technique to distance himself from him, but Xu Fayan seemed to be able to see through his actions and found a place to land steadily.

A mixed green and yellow light enveloped the iron ruler and pressed down, causing the lightning on the sword in Liu Xingfang's hand to dissipate and dull its sharpness. In the struggle between the two, he was at a disadvantage.

Even so, Liu Xingfang remained calm. He turned his sword again and no longer moved. Instead, he attacked instead of defending. Every sword move he made slashed at the opponent's qi sea and heart, regaining the initiative.

Neither lightning nor magic sword could break the green and yellow magic light, but the flying sword was also quite agile. Liu Xingfang controlled it with his spiritual sense and attacked from both sides. The green and yellow magic light could not take care of both sides, and Xu Fayan could not counterattack.

The two men were in a stalemate, but in the end, Xu Fayan had a longer breath and deeper magic power, and gradually gained the upper hand.

"Enough, what are you doing!"

An angry roar came from the sky, red clouds fell, red flames billowed, and a strong energy was generated, separating the two fighting people.

Liu Xiaowen came back at some point and saw the two fighting. Thinking something had happened, he hurried over and separated them.

"Senior brother."

Xu Fayan and Liu Xingfang both put away their magic tools and greeted the senior brother.

Liu Xiaowen was rarely angry, so the two dared not argue anymore. They looked at each other and said in unison:
"Brother, we are sparring."

Liu Xiaowen was so angry that he laughed. He specially took time to come back to celebrate the two junior brothers taking over Lingfeng. Unexpectedly, he started fighting with them as soon as he arrived. His attacks were extremely brutal. It was not like they were sparring at all.

"You two, have you been free lately?"

Xu Fayan and Liu Xingfang said nothing, but just shook their heads.

Liu Xiaowen put away the angry expression on his face and said coldly:

"Master is in seclusion, and there's been some activity on Shuanma Road recently. Guardian Liang is guarding that place. After you two move out, go over there and let Guardian Liang train you well, so you don't have to waste your energy."

Over the past few years, everyone knew Liang Yong's temper. If he got involved, he would be punished. Now that the Shuanma Road is under the control of this man, the disciples are all complaining and just hope that Senior Brother Qiyun will return.

The two men obviously did not expect such an arrangement from their senior brother, but they did not dare to say anything more at the moment. They had to agree and prepare to move out.

Liu Xiaowen gave a few more instructions and then flew directly towards Tianqing.

Yufeng left the punishment place, one of them rode thunder and the other rode sand, neither of them said a word.

"Senior brother's sword skills are formidable, far superior to mine."

Xu Fayan actually spoke first, his tone calm, and his yellow eyes had now lost their strange expression.

Liu Xingfang didn't know what the other party meant. After thinking for a while, he said in a deep voice:
"Why bother with all this nonsense? In the end, you're still the better choice. When Master comes out of seclusion, I'll personally go and ask him to change the candidate."

Xu Fayan and Liu Xingfang had already arrived in front of the courtyard. The autumn wind was blowing and the cry of geese could be heard in the distance.

The thin young man looked towards the horizon, his expression unusually downcast, and said softly:
"No need, I don't want to compete with you for anything."

Liu Xingfang raised his sword-like eyebrows, looked into the other party's yellow eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"Don't worry, I won't complain to Master about anything, and I won't blame you. Just go in my place."

"I can still afford to lose, not just this once. There are many people in the Shaoshi Clan who are better than me, but now they are not as good as me. I will still persevere to the end."

Xu Fayan turned around and looked over. His yellow eyes dimmed more than ever before, becoming peaceful and quiet. He said softly:
"Brother, you are a man with confidence. Even if you failed once, your spirit is still high. You can try again."

"Some people are different. If they take a wrong step, there is no chance to start over."

After saying this, Xu Fayan left directly, entered the courtyard and closed the door.

Liu Xingfang stood outside the door, his green robe billowing in the autumn wind. He spoke loudly into the courtyard:

"The key to sword training is persistence, and success lies in perseverance. Except for life and death, there is no hurdle that cannot be overcome."

"Junior brother, you have good talent, but I think your character is lacking."

A yellow talisman floated from the small courtyard, fell with the wind, and landed in front of Liu Xingfang. He took it and looked at it. There were four big words written in cinnabar on it.

"Walk slowly without sending."

Liu Xingfang clenched the talisman, sighed, and didn't want to say anything more. He went to prepare for moving the peak.

Next, he had to think about how to deal with the protector Liang. Thinking of the scarred man, Liu Xingfang felt a headache.

"Master, where did you find such a person? It's a wonder that such a reckless man can practice peacefully until now."

Liu Xingfang retracted his magic sword and walked towards his own courtyard, no longer thinking about what had happened before.

He still wants to practice sword skills, handle affairs, and argue with his junior fellow apprentice. Isn't that too childish?
(End of this chapter)