Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 648 The Shadow Lamp
On Douyan Mountain.

As the green leaves fell from the sky and the Jianmu tree was rebuilt, the battle between several True Lords spread to the Western Sea. This part of the sea became increasingly clear, the fire barrier receded, and it was even possible for people to walk on it.
However, one still needs to be careful; if one accidentally bumps into some residual embers, one will still feel pain.

At this moment, the void shattered, and spiritual energy surged. A man dressed in a dark black robe with crimson clouds emerged from within, stopping outside the formation with a slightly puzzled look in his eyes.

In previous years, Douyan had never activated such a grand formation. Usually, he would simply land in the mountains and ask Tianxin to inform him. But now, he was blocked outside the formation.

After waiting for a while, a person finally emerged from the true fire energy on the mountain peak. He had white hair, looked like a young man, and wore a black Taoist robe with gold patterns.

Liu Xiaowen glanced at him briefly and recognized his identity, calling out from afar:
"Senior Pingxiu, my name is Bingxiao."

The other party was a renowned alchemist who had a close personal relationship with his master. Therefore, he should be addressed as a senior.

"So you are Xu Jianxian's disciple. No need for formalities, please come in quickly."

Pingxiu was quite eager. Although it was his first time meeting this Binghuo Zifu, he had heard from his master that the other party was a pure-hearted person and easy to get along with.

The two descended together on the wind, entered the main hall, and took their seats.

At this moment, the Eight Trigrams Alchemy Furnace was nowhere to be seen. Instead, branches of the firewood tree emerged from the ground, supporting the roof of the hall. It seemed as if rolling heat was reverberating through the earth's veins, adding to the atmosphere of yin and yang in balance, merging together to form the elixir.

Someone is practicing alchemy!
Aside from Pingxiu, the only other True Person left on Douyan Mountain is Jingying, a once-great True Person who possessed all five skills but perished while seeking gold. Now, however, he is refining elixirs, though it is unknown for whom he is refining them.

Seeing the doubt on Liu Xiaowen's face, Pingxiu spoke first:
"The Yama Palace needs to refine a great pill, and they asked my master to do it. It has consumed a lot of resources and is extremely precious. That's why we need to keep activating the formation to prevent any changes."

"So that's what it was for."

Liu Xiaowen's mind stirred slightly. He had bumped into that True Man Jianzhuo back then, and the other party was a person from the Yama Palace. He still owed his family a favor.

He had long heard that this path of cultivation, which lays its foundation in the earth, was vaguely connected to the ancient Zhenyuan Daoist lineage. It had a solid foundation and was overseen by two True Persons: Jianzhuo and Youjun, an old True Person in the late stage of the Purple Mansion realm.

'I've heard this person doesn't have much lifespan left. Since Jian Zhuo has ventured into the Azure Leaf Void Realm, and Jia Wood can extend lifespan, he's probably doing so to refine a longevity elixir.'

Such matters are often quite sensitive, involving the life and death of one's elders, so Liu Xiaowen naturally couldn't ask too many questions. He simply changed the subject and smiled, saying:

"Master Jingying's alchemy skills are superb, and his cultivation is extraordinary. He once gave me some guidance, and I am deeply indebted to him. It just so happens that I broke into the Azure Leaf Sky and obtained something by chance."

He activated the light of heaven, and a divine crow with three heads and red scales appeared in his hand, with surging true fire energy accumulating on it, faintly echoing the surroundings.

"Is this... the statue of Jiao Ling?"

Pingxiu was no fool; he immediately recognized the statue. Regardless of its material, the divine aura emanating from it alone was extraordinary.

Especially since his master desired the position of True Fire Venerable, it had even more wonderful uses, and for a moment his gaze was fixed on it.

"Senior, you may take a look first."

With a flick of crimson flame, the statue was delivered to Pingxiu's hands. Stimulated by the divine power of true fire, the statue immediately acquired a mysterious quality, seemingly yearning for life, and cried out continuously.

"It really is something from the ancient Xia Dynasty!"

Pingxiu's expression was slightly excited. The Xia Dynasty was in turmoil, and the things left behind were hard to find. This precious statue was related to the position of True Fire Venerable, making it even more precious to Douyan.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, please feel free to speak up about what you wish to exchange."

His gaze shifted to Liu Xiaowen, already harboring the intention to exchange for the statue.

"To be honest, senior, my master cultivates the Thunder God and wants to refine a spell that combines the three calamities, but he is only missing the Ding Fire."

Liu Xiaowen looked somewhat embarrassed and continued:

"Although Ding Huo is a prominent sect, most of its resources are located in the south of Li Kingdom, controlled by the Fu Chen family. This sect has always had a grudge against our sect, so it is impossible for us to seek them out. True Fire has the power to borrow and mobilize all fires, and Dou Yan is a sacred land of fire virtue, so I thought I would come here to search for it, seeking only a calamity-averting artifact."

"I see."

Pingxiu hesitated for a moment, but did not agree immediately. "I also have this in my mountain. The imagery is quite fitting. It was passed down from the Thunder Palace, but it is badly damaged. You can take a look first, but it is not useful."

He activated the great formation, causing the earth's veins to crack and flames to erupt. From within, a bronze ancient lamp slowly materialized, severely damaged, with a faint crimson flame burning on it.

"This is the Great Netherworld Lamp, which my master obtained when he entered the ruins of the Ancient Heavenly Court in the Wilderness. It should be something from the Thunder Palace. Its power is not bad, but it is severely damaged and has become unusable."

The True Fire Divine Power instantly arose, leaning towards Yin, and began to continuously pour its magical power into the Yin Lamp Seed. However, the candle flame only burned a little more vigorously, growing to the size of a finger, and then stopped moving.

"This magical artifact can only generate a little bit of Yin Fire, which is extremely weak and has limited power. However, it still has a strong aura of calamity, so it can be used to cultivate magic."

"enough."

Liu Xiaowen's heart stirred slightly. Although the Golden Crow Statue was precious, it could at most be exchanged for a low-grade spiritual artifact, and the value of this Yin Lamp was about the same.

As for repair, the methods for crafting such ancient artifacts have been lost, and nowadays no one knows how to repair them; at most, they can be nurtured with supernatural powers.

However, if one were to cultivate the Three Calamities Technique, this ancient Ding Fire artifact would be extremely suitable and sufficient as a foundation.

"it is good."

Seeing that the other party had agreed, Pingxiu felt a little relieved and handed the broken bronze lamp to him. He was right; the lamp's aura of calamity was quite profound, just like the atmosphere of the ancient Thunder Palace.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Liu Xiao took out the [Shunjie Baoshirang] and began to discuss the alchemy.

The sect and Douyan had been trading pills for a long time. Pingxiu had always taken a portion of the remaining spiritual items as payment, but seeing this treasure land today still surprised him.

'This is probably the highest-grade spiritual item sent, far surpassing that so-called Gui Dew and Thunder Liquid.'

At this moment, however, he had other thoughts in his mind. The other party was asking for pills to raise the immortal foundation and break through to the Purple Mansion, and they were even asking for earth-nourishing pills, which was completely inconsistent with the other party's lineage.

'Are there really so many Purple Mansion seeds?'

This precious soil is extremely valuable. If it were used to cultivate spiritual plants and enhance one's physical body, its uses would be endless. However, it has now been taken as a material for a breakthrough. It seems that Sword Immortal Xu values ​​this matter very much.

Pingxiu accepted the soil and immediately agreed, but did not ask any further questions. The true fire and the soil both contained a balance of yin and yang, which could be used to make pills. Refining this pill was not a difficult task for him.

Outside the mountain, there was movement; the void trembled, and there seemed to be changes in magnetic light. A faint demonic aura rushed in.

"This is?"

Liu Xiaowen lowered his gaze slightly. He had always been quite wary of demons, and now he assumed that a demon had attacked Douyan.

"It's the [Magnetic] Demon King of the South Sea. He's currently working for a high-ranking cultivator and has frequent dealings with my mountain. There's no need to worry."

As he spoke, Pingxiu looked somewhat troubled, but said nothing more.

Liu Xiaowen, who was standing to the side, understood and immediately stood up, smiling as he said:
"The matter has been settled today. Once the pill is completed, we hope that you will send a letter to Bai Cang. Our sect has now moved to this place."

"It's natural."

Pingxiu felt a little embarrassed, as the other party was also a guest. He had intended to entertain them for a while longer, but other matters came to his door, and he couldn't delay any longer.

Liu Xiaowen rode the wind out and stepped into the void. At this moment, he saw faint changes in the Yuan Magnetic Divine Light outside Douyan Mountain. The atmosphere was extraordinary, and it was already the pressure of the mid-stage of the Purple Mansion realm.

Upon closer inspection, one could also detect a trace of Yin energy on the magnetic light, as if it were imbued with some kind of supernatural power.

'The Purple Palace of the Moon?'

Suspicion arose in his heart, and he paid close attention. He headed south, intending to return to Bai Cang first, but then he felt that the demonic aura swept over him almost imperceptibly.

A flash of crimson flame, and it flew away.

(End of this chapter)