Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 8 Xuan Qi Lei Mu
Changming Mountain is located in the north of Luoqing. Its majestic peak seems to occupy half of the western sky, blocking the lower mountains and making noon come a little later.

The mountain has thin air and is rocky. There are only a few spiritual fields on the mountainside where some spiritual medicines can be grown.

Xu Xuan landed on a cloud and saw a dozen disciples in the early stage of fetal breathing busy at work. Most of them were very old and were led by a girl in a green skirt. They were sorting out the veins of the earth and adjusting the spiritual medicines one by one and applying water to them. They were practicing the "Small Cloud and Rain Technique" of the sect, which was only a first-grade spell that could only condense water vapor and make clouds and rain.

Even so, this group of disciples were struggling and could only take turns to fight. The girl in green skirt had reached the middle stage of fetal breathing and was relatively relaxed.

"I've met the leader."

As soon as Xu Xuan arrived, these disciples bowed down one after another. You have to know that as outer disciples, they can only see the master a few times throughout the year, so everyone was very excited at the moment.

"Gao Xia, where is your uncle Xi Wei?"

Xu Xuan asked everyone to continue their work and only asked Zhang Gaoxia, the true disciple of Wen Sian, to come forward.

Zhang Gaoxia is only three years older than Liu Xiaowen, but he has been in charge of Changming Mountain for a long time.

She was born cute and pretty, with a round face that showed two shallow dimples when she smiled, but she was calm and composed, and managed the spiritual field in an orderly manner, which earned her the high regard of Wen Si'an.

"Reporting to the headmaster, Uncle Xi Wei went to the back mountain and said he wanted to repair the formation."

"The spiritual fields here have grown well over the years. You have devoted all your efforts, and the master has seen it all. If Xiao Wen can be as calm and composed as you, I will feel relieved."

Xu Xuan felt a little emotional. The Lotus Temple had taken over the market, and the harvest of spiritual medicines in the temple was almost cut off. Fortunately, Changming had shown some improvement, which eased the pressure on the sect.

"Changming has achieved success thanks to Master Si'an's careful care. Gao Xia doesn't dare to take all the credit for it. Junior Brother Xiaowen is extremely talented. In the future, he will be the one to support the mountain gate."

Zhang Gaoxia spoke humbly and smiled slightly when talking about his master.

After saying this, Xu Xuan gave a few instructions, then took off on a cloud, broke through the sky, and headed towards the back mountain.

There was a lot of fog in the mountains, and the waves were surging and floating up and down. Xu Xuan was running in the white waves of clouds and mist, following the fluctuations of the spiritual veins, and found Wang Xiwei.

"Junior brother, you are here, please wait a moment."

Wang Xiwei was making hand gestures and casting a spell, and array plates floated up as he thought about it. The soil and rocks in the mountains trembled a few times like water waves, and the array plates were buried in the earth veins.

Xu Xuan waited quietly on the side. This formation was an exquisite one. Only Wang Xiwei in the temple had a rough understanding of it, but he could only repair the [Golden Light Formation]. If he wanted to set up the formation again, he would probably have to go to Dajingyuan and look for the Duan family who were good at formations.

When Wang Xiwei finished the repairs, the two of them rode the wind and rose into the sky. Looking north, they saw the low Dapan Mountain, which was covered with lush green vegetation and green trees.

"Junior brother, did you see it?"

Wang Xi hinted at something, and Xu Xuan understood what he meant. Although they were quite far away, they could vaguely see a temple made of gold lacquer and jade built in the mountains to the north. The villagers were gathered below, bowing and worshipping.

"This is done to disgust me."

Xu Xuan frowned. These Buddhist monks had foolish minds. They called themselves guides, but in fact they were obsessed with gods. Ordinary people abandoned their wives and children, insulted their fathers and bullied their husbands, left their homes to enter the temple, and finally turned into a pile of bones under the temple, making the Buddhist temple higher.

"The monks from the Lotus Temple took over the market and scared Mr. Chen away. Although he swore not to offend, it would still annoy us."

Wang Xiwei spoke indignantly, with a chilling murderous intent in his voice, like the cold mist in the mountains.

"I'll make plans after I've established my foundation. Then I'll ask Lotus Temple to repay me double."

Xu Xuan's tone was gloomy, and a ruthless look like a dragon or snake appeared on his originally old face. Lightning fragments danced in his black and white pupils, like a demon ready to devour someone, and the mountain wind was choked for a moment.

The two brothers hated the monk deeply and did not want to stay here any longer, so they rode the wind back to Luoqing together and soon arrived at the Juzhen Palace.

After entering, Xu Xuan told the details about Qiu Hulu's visit, which made the bearded man's brows turn red with joy, and it was obvious that he was satisfied with the marriage.

"I've also met Shen Shu, a direct descendant of the Qiuhu Sect. Wen Xiuyun is so courageous that she actually agreed to marry him."

Seeing that he was happy about this, Xu Xuan thought about it and asked softly:

"Qiyun said he would follow our orders. If you think they are a good match, I will write a letter and set an auspicious date."

The man was somewhat evasive in his words towards his son, only talking about the interests of the sect, and said as if he didn't care:

"The Qiuhu Sect has always been close to us. Now that the sect is weak, it is naturally a good thing for the two families to marry and benefit each other."

Seeing his awkwardness, Xu Xuan said nothing more and prepared to write a letter and have some spiritual objects delivered as a betrothal gift. "Chen Weiyuan's birthday is coming up soon. Junior Brother, have you thought of a plan?"

After discussing Qiyun's marriage, Wang Xiwei discussed future matters with Xu Xuan.

Chen Weiyuan’s birthday was just a few days away, and Xu Xuan had already made preparations to visit him alone.

On the Chen family's birthday, no one dared to start a war, but Xu Xuan still asked Wang Xiwei to lead his disciples to retreat to Luoqing. Even if the Black Wind Valley really went crazy and attacked, it would be difficult to break the formation.

Seeing that he had arranged everything, Wang Xiwei felt relieved and took out a piece of black dead wood from his arms.

As soon as this thing appeared, Xu Xuan felt his Qi Sea vibrating, his [Dan Thunder] leaping for joy, and the circulation of his magic power became smoother. He usually had this feeling, also in thunderstorms.

Lightning flashed above the dead tree, and amidst the dead air, there was a ray of life, which looked quite extraordinary, at least not inferior to the grade of the [Mother Earth's Merciful Pearl].

"Brother, what is this?"

Xu Xuan was a little surprised. Although Senior Brother Wang had profound skills in refining weapons, most of the spiritual resources he earned over the years were spent in the sect. He didn't even provide any extra resources for Wang Qiyun's cultivation. He could be said to be incorruptible. But now he took out such a spiritual object.

"[Xuanqi Leimu] is what I prepared for you to break through the sixth level of Qi training."

"The 'Zhenyao Questioning Spirit Method' belongs to the 'Zhenlei' technique, but it's not the true teaching of our sect. It was only obtained by an elder through a chance encounter. This technique is incomplete. Most of those who practiced this technique in the past encountered disasters while seeking the 'Life Source', or were seriously injured or even died."

"Over the years, I have refined many weapons for various families. I have some connections and learned about this method. I started preparing for it ten years ago."

Wang Xiwei spoke slowly and explained clearly his plan to help Xu Xuan obtain the [Life Source] over the years.

【Thunder】A sound that punishes evil and suppresses evil, brings about orders and continues the future generations, travels a hundred miles, and makes a loud and powerful sound in the sky and a resounding sound on the earth. It uses yin and yang as charcoal and the heaven and earth as a furnace. Its sound is rumbling, its force is overwhelming, and its virtue is pure and unadulterated.

If ordinary people ask for it from heaven, they will most likely end up in disaster, but this [Xuanqi Lingmu] is a tree that is struck by lightning.

Wang Xiwei uses peach and willow spiritual wood of foundation-building grade. He stands on the top of the mountain during the Waking of Insects every year to attract lightning and create a little vitality in the dead silence.

Trees like peach and willow are mostly wood spirits, and belong to the category of [Ji Wood]. They are not as vigorous and strong as the towering [Jia Wood], but they can revive after death and turn disaster into disaster when encountering thunder, and thus become this [Xuan Qi Lei Wood]. When Xu Xuan seeks the [Life Source] and guides the heavenly thunder, it will be of great use.

"Brother, this-"

Xu Xuan had not expected that Wang Xiwei was so concerned about his path and had made preparations early on. You know, his senior brother rarely asked about Wang Qiyun's practice.

"You don't have to work so hard for everything. As your senior brother, I still make you fight with others all day long, and you can't practice peacefully. I feel guilty about this, and I just want to do my best."

Xu Xuan took over the [Xuan Qi Lei Mu], only to find that this spiritual object was too heavy, much heavier than the [Earth Mother's Mercy Pearl], making it almost impossible for him to hold it steady.

Wang Xiwei suddenly raised his head, his back straight, his eyes wide open, and his words were halting, as if he had a piece of raw iron between his teeth:

"Master had elders to protect him from the wind and rain back then. Once he achieved success and broke through the foundation, the sword energy entered his life, the sword will was in his nature, and he destroyed Fuxue Mountain. He was very happy."

"After three generations of accumulation, we finally have a foundation-building master like him. Everyone says he is the master of revival and a descendant of the immortal family! All the sects and factions have come to congratulate us and are ready to help us move the mountain gate to Dajingyuan."

"Hmph, the demon disaster is nothing more than some foundation-building monster. Its foundation is weak and its skills are not up to par. How can we kill it! How can we kill it!"

"Junior brother, I saw it, I saw it! A decree was passed down, and he was killed from then on. His body shattered and turned into a golden fire, burning down all the peaks of Dapan."

The man tightly grasped the small red jade hammer at his waist, and the magic weapon roared and burst into flames.

"That's enough! Don't mention this again. Junior Sister Wen must not know about this."

Xu Xuan shouted angrily, and his face, which was full of old age and fatigue, showed helplessness.

"Keep silent for now and leave it for later."

After saying that, Xu Xuan left the Juzhen Hall and walked straight towards the Zushi Hall on the mountain.

The green pines remain the same, swaying in the wind.

A subdued whimpering sound came from behind him, causing the birds in the mountains to chirp non-stop like crazy.

(End of this chapter)