Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 728 The Sun and Moon Within the Gate
Tianchi (Heavenly Lake).

The cold, white, weak water overflowed and spread, covering the entire Heavenly Pool. It could not be seen by outsiders for tens of thousands of miles around, and the dark Ren Sea in the center was the most secluded.

Three or four years have passed since the previous incident of protecting the Dao, and the seas have gradually returned to calm with few storms.

Inside the Qinghe Palace, in a side hall.

Strands of Ren water energy rose up, like coiled dragons, transforming into a dark, shimmering light.

The young girl, sitting in the center of the side hall, slowly opened her eyes. She was still young, and the scale on her neck was radiating a mysterious yin light, indicating the purity of her bloodline.

As a dragon of the Netherworld, residing in the Heavenly Pool, and cultivating the Ren Water, many factors were quite favorable to her, enabling her to successfully break through to the Qi Refining stage, exceeding the time required for ordinary dragons.

Mu Yu stood up. She looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old. Her expression was extremely calm, and her dark eyes were like a deep lake. She seemed to have remained calm since birth.

She stepped out of the gate, and ahead lay a long, wide bronze path gleaming with an eerie light, stretching forward to a place where purple lightning surged.

"Dragon Girl, the King is waiting for you in the main hall."

The female official, dressed in colorful robes, knelt on the ground and respectfully gave orders, while on both sides of the long road, there were many clam maidens and shrimp spirits kneeling on the ground, none of them daring to raise their heads.

"Lead me there."

Mu Yu spoke in a gentle voice and asked the female official in front of her to stand up. The official was in charge of internal affairs in the Dragon Palace and was quite close to her.

Xia Yin stood up, nodded slightly, and walked ahead, but couldn't help but pay attention to the dragon girl behind her. She felt that the other party had already completed the Qi Refining Technique, and her aura was calm and stable without any fluctuations.

The two sons of the Dragon King Changmu, Mu Shenglongzi, were fierce and unruly, fond of causing harm, just like ordinary dragon sons. However, he was later sent to Dongcang to study Taoism and did not cause too much trouble for the demons in the sea.

As for this Mu Yulongnu, she was quite peculiar. Her temperament was completely incompatible with the violence of the dragon race. She was extremely calm and never got angry.

This doesn't feel like a dragon at all; rather, it seems more like a hermit cultivator from the mountains.

Xia Yin stopped in front of the main hall and respectfully invited the dragon girl beside her to enter. Although this dragon girl, Mu Yu, was easy to talk to, she dared not be disrespectful in the slightest and always treated her with caution, never falling short of etiquette.

Mu Yu entered the hall, bowed, and said:

"Father."

She turned her head slightly to look to the side, only to see a dragon prince in purple robes, who turned out to be her own elder brother, which surprised her.

When did my brother return to the sea?

"I arrived long ago, but you were in seclusion and I didn't have time to see you."

Xu Xuan shifted his gaze slightly and said:
"Today you two have both reached the Qi Refining stage. My lineage belongs to the Heavenly Darkness. Today we should pay respects to our ancestors. Please follow me."

He spoke leisurely, and with a wave of his sleeve, the entire hall disappeared into the distance. The figures of the young men and women sitting below also blurred, and in an instant, they vanished into the void.

The void of the Renhai land is a dark and gloomy expanse, with faint yin and yang energy rising from the bottom layer. Various strange phenomena gather in one place, and at the very center is a black temple.

The temple is entirely constructed of black jade, carved with dragon patterns, and exudes a chilling aura. Streams of cold, white, weak water gather and churn beside it, while dark, ethereal light constantly ripples. It is supported by the two great formations, [Sea Capital] and [Weak Water].

Xu Xuan had Hou Ni lead people to build this temple early on in order to bestow the seal, placing it at the core of the two great formations, making it extremely safe.

Above the gate were carved a pair of scorching suns and waning moons. Xu Xuan led the two people behind him inside.

In the very center is an altar, on which there is no statue, only a cold white jade plaque inscribed with the words "Guanghu Yingyue Tianhui Longjun".

There is no statue here. According to the rules, the statue of the Dragon King should be brought down from the grotto-heaven according to ancient rites and cannot be erected privately. However, setting up a memorial tablet is the right of every direct descendant Dragon King. There is no need to invite it from above, but it must be done according to etiquette.

This matter was entrusted to Hou Ni. It must be said that among the many subordinates, this Fu Tu Zi Fu was the most reliable and thorough in handling matters, almost like a steward.

On the altar was a wide, silvery-white disc, clearly made of yin energy, filled with ren water, which seemed to faintly reflect a bright moon, and several long incense sticks made of pure moonlight were inserted on the disc.

"Kneeling to pay homage to our ancestors should be done with sincerity, and at that time, blessings may be bestowed upon us."

He turned his gaze to his son and daughter behind him, gave each of them three sticks of incense, and led them to offer incense as a sign of respect.

Prepare to bestow the seal of office!

Xu Xuan's mind quickly calmed down. Sensing the Dao realm, the pure energy flowed, moving with his will, and the jade book fell into his hand.

He slowly flipped through the pages, and the names of Mu Yu and Mu Sheng were prominently listed, and at the very top was an even more auspicious name—Xu Ming!
Meanwhile, in Luoqing Mountain, Xu Xuan was also leading Xu Ming to pay homage to the ancestral master.

It is precisely for the purpose of bestowing the seal upon each other!
He had never tried to do it this way before, but everything was going smoothly so there seemed to be no problem. The mystery of the Taiqing Stele had far surpassed that of the past, and the method of bestowing the seal was also more sophisticated and difficult to detect.

Xu Xuan flicked his fingers, and pure energy condensed, transforming into purple lightning that leaped up like a coiling dragon—the very seal script that Mu Sheng had provided.

Most dragons possess destiny and are born with spirituality, but his two children are exceptionally extraordinary, possessing the destiny of the Purple Mansion level, and the inscriptions they possess are even more divine.

[Use the danger of earthquake]

By borrowing the thunder from all directions, one can elevate one's life force and achieve the "Shining Light Heavenly Huo Body". One can also transform a "Zhen Bell" into one's inner vision, which will move when encountering danger, ring when encountering killing, and help one escape from peril and increase one's cultivation.

This inscription can elevate one's life with thunder, similar to the effect of "Self-Cultivation and Reflection," except that it begins when one's self-cultivation level is extremely low. It has numerous benefits and can even lead to the so-called Dao Body.

Even this seal script is accompanied by a resounding bell, which serves as an early warning. If one can escape danger, one can also increase one's cultivation, which is very much in line with the nature of thunder.

His mind stirred again, his pure energy condensed, and it was as if a full moon was slowly descending, its radiance dispersing and transforming into long feathers, which eventually solidified into a seal script.

[Taiyin Conceals Ren]

By guiding the Yin water, gathering all things and refining them for one's own use, the more abundant the resources, the more important life becomes. By mastering the methods of storage, gathering, use, and regulation, a [Moon Lake] is generated within, which can be used to raise aquatic creatures, nourish and transform the elixir, and refine and combine various treasures.

This seal script has extraordinary and numerous effects. Although it is not directly used for combat, its effectiveness in cultivation is comparable only to the seal script of Dharma Words.

"This seal script is very similar to the Yu tone, which is a sound of gathering and accumulation, representing [things]. Therefore, it likes to have many and gather together, somewhat like hiding gold. However, it also has times when it disperses, and it is not always closed off."

Xu Xuan thought the seal script was just right. With abundant resources in Tianchi today, the seal script could be used to its fullest potential.

The two seal characters descended slowly, merging into the lives of the dragon prince and princess behind them. For a moment, the expressions of the two changed slightly, but Mu Yu remained silent, only bowing in greeting, while Mu Sheng opened his mouth as if to speak.

"No one is allowed to reveal what is happening here, or they will be killed."

Xu Xuan's tone grew serious, and he stood up to look at his two children behind him.

"Yes."

Mu Yu and Mu Sheng exchanged a glance, both understanding the gravity of the situation, and immediately agreed.

Although there is a celestial stele, the person who receives the inscription cannot voluntarily reveal it. Whether speaking or writing, they cannot disclose the existence of their own inscription, but it is still best to be careful.

Xu Xuan waved his hand, telling the two to first experience some of the mysteries within their bodies, but not to leave the water palace, lest they cause any strange occurrences.

At this time, it was time for the human body to receive the incantation.

Luoqing, at the summit of Tianqing Peak, inside the Ancestral Hall.

Golden incense smoke swirled and rose, and two people, one tall and one short, were bowing and kowtowing. Xu Xuan closed his eyes and concentrated, but all sorts of mysterious changes were taking place within the inner world.

In the vast, crimson sky, the sun and moon shone together.

The pure energy was being rapidly drawn away and consumed, while the azure light of the Lesser Yang pulsed and changed, coalescing into a single entity, and finally transforming into a mysterious wooden gate.

The gate was carved with various mystical patterns, including the rising sun, a blue deer, and yang insects, as if wind and thunder were swirling and howling around it. Gradually, it opened, revealing a golden sun and a white moon floating inside. The immortal stele vibrated and responded, causing these strange phenomena to materialize and transform into seal script. Even the surging and mysterious light was changing as it flowed in.

Standing on the floating island, Tian Tuo gazed at the strange phenomenon, his golden eyes shining brightly, and murmured:

"This is."

The seal script rapidly condensed, finally taking shape and transforming into four characters.

[The sun and moon within the gate]

There was no clear energy condensing into characters to explain the function of this seal script, but Xu Xuan had already grasped the meaning in his heart: this seal script was probably of great significance.

With a thought, the inscription suddenly descended, striking the life of the boy behind him.

Xu Ming is now twelve years old and has just completed his Qi cultivation. He is exceptionally intelligent and handsome. At this moment, he comes with his father, whom he rarely sees, to pay respects to their ancestors. His expression is solemn and he does not fail to observe proper etiquette.

The inscription suddenly descended into his sea of ​​consciousness, transforming into a portal containing the sun and moon, with a mysterious light flowing within it, merging into his life force.

"Father, please."

He was about to ask a question when he saw his father, whom he both loved and respected, stand up, and a thought immediately arose in his mind.

"Forget about what happened today. The gifts from our ancestors should not be mentioned again."

Xu Xuan's gaze deepened, and silver lightning intertwined and changed in the sky, blocking outsiders from prying eyes, but the Yuanluo light that lingered in the sky did not dissipate.

When traveling abroad, one must be extra careful and cautious, and avoid acting recklessly.

He led Xu Ming out of the Ancestral Hall, but in his heart he was thinking about what way to help these core members who had received the seal to enter the Great Crimson Heaven.

Previously, the method involved guiding the other person's mind into his inner world and then reflecting it into the Shadow Pool. However, this method had too many flaws. First, Xu Xuan had to be present in person. Second, it was not discreet enough and could easily be detected.

We should find a way.

After some thought, he recalled what he had seen and heard at Louguan.

Secret realm.

If a secret realm could be established, one could enter the cave heaven first, and then use the power of the Purple Mansion to temporarily leave and ascend to the cave heaven, thus preventing others from prying into one's presence.

He led Xu Mingxing down the mountain path, all the way to the front of Juzhen Hall, where they arrived at the green pine tree.

"How is your comprehension of the sword manual going?"

Xu Xuanzheng intended to test his son, so he asked him to come forward and see how much progress he had made.

A cyan light of the young sun shone forth. Xu Ming stepped forward with a serious expression. He had always grown up hearing about his father's reputation as a sword immortal, and he had always held himself to extremely high standards. Since he began cultivating the Dao, he would ask his father for advice on swordsmanship whenever he had free time.

He suddenly drew his sword, and a cyan-gold longsword was drawn from its sheath. It was a Foundation Establishment Sword forged from primordial wood and superior gold.

There are no rare Shaoyang spiritual materials in the mountains that can be used to forge magic swords. However, since Shaoyang cultivation is suitable for all paths, Wen Guang used Yuan wood and Sheng metal spiritual materials to forge this [Shao Xie] sword for him.

The sword's momentum surged, changed again, condensed into essence, and attached itself to the blade of the Shaoxie sword, slowly pulsating, its killing power formidable.

"Sword Essence."

Xu Xuan was secretly delighted, but fearing the child might become complacent, he maintained a calm expression and simply said:

"Only by cultivating sword energy and transforming it into Qi before reaching the Foundation Establishment stage can one be considered qualified."

Upon hearing this, Xu Ming took a deep breath and said loudly:

"It will definitely succeed!"

"Alright, your senior brother Liu will also be returning soon. You can go and ask him for advice on swordsmanship."

Xu Xuan's gaze darkened, and he was about to speak when an autumn breeze rose from the mountains, carrying with it a mix of blue and yellow light. Smoke and sand filled the sky, obscuring the sun, and countless blue locusts danced wildly in the air, while the howling of a yellow goat spirit echoed through the air.

This is a miraculous sign of supernatural powers being achieved!

With a sudden thought, he immediately took Xu Ming and ascended into the sky. There, he saw that Misty Peak had transformed into a sand mountain, becoming a spiritual land, slowly wriggling as if it were alive.

The cave was opened, and smoke and dust rose into the air.

A young man in a black robe emerged from among them. He was thin and had bright yellow eyes. With a wave of his hand, all the strange phenomena in the sky disappeared and returned to the sand dune.

"Master!"

Xu Fayan rose into the air on the wind, his divine light surging within his body. The shadow behind him stretched extremely long, as if countless demons were lurking within, all worshipping and venerating the one and only god.

The Sacrifice to the Ghost Sheep is complete!

His usually indifferent face finally showed a hint of joy, but against the backdrop of the supernatural aura beside him, it made him look more like a demon in human form, which was somewhat eerie.

"If it weren't for some unforeseen circumstances, you could have emerged from seclusion much sooner."

Xu Xuan sighed, looked at Xu Ming beside him, and smiled:

"This is your senior brother Fayan, and also a blood relative of the Xu family. Do you remember what I told you?"

Xu Ming stepped forward with remarkable ease, showing no fear despite the demonic aura, and instead revealed a genuine smile.

"I've met senior brother!"

He was directly taught by Xu Xuan and Wen Si'an, and was also a son of the Purple Mansion, so although he was young, he was of a high generation.

Xu Fayan's yellow eyes softened slightly, as if he had a guess, and he looked at his master.

"Is it Master's child?"

"good."

Xu Xuan smiled slightly. After the group had exchanged a few words, he let Xu Ming leave first, while he led Xu Fayan into the Great Crimson Hall.

First, he recounted the events of the past few years one by one, causing Xu Fayan's brows to furrow several times before relaxing.

"The conflict between Liaodong and Liaodong has reached this point."

Xu Fayan, with a touch of emotion, continued:
"Now that I have attained supernatural powers, I can go to sea to preside over Bai Cang and let Senior Brother Xiao Wen return to the mountain."

“That’s right, that’s exactly what I was thinking. The situation overseas is complicated and we need someone who is good at adapting to situations to handle it.”

Xu Xuan paused slightly before asking:
"Gao Xia. Her?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Fayan's expression became extremely complicated. He gently made a hand seal, and the light of the earth element changed and condensed in his hand, a mixture of green and yellow. Then he pointed at the ground.

As the light of the Earth element shifted, a young girl in a green dress appeared, a small, brocade-scaled snake coiled around her shoulder. Her face was as gentle and round as ever, extremely kind, yet she spoke softly:

"What do you want me to do, sir?"

(End of this chapter)