Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1131: New Rain (1+12) (Qianlong Wuyong Golden Alliance plus 2113)

Torrential rain.

There was a chill in Qusi Mountain. Li Ximing rode the wind to this place and found that the mountain was much more spacious. The rain mixed with ice and snow hit the trees, making a loud noise. The immortal sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, eating the clouds and breathing the dew. He suddenly opened his eyes and said with a smile:
"Daoyou is here!"

Li Ximing was holding a long halberd in his hand. The long arc was like the moon and it shone brilliantly. It was the [Da Sheng]. He sent it forward. Liao Luo nodded slightly, took a closer look, and praised:

"What an ancient artifact!"

[Dasheng] was obtained from the Qingsong Temple Cave Heaven. Even though it was just an ancient magic weapon, it had a unique charm. It had been with Li Zhouwei for many years and was now refined into a spiritual embryo. It was even more magical. Liao Luo couldn't take his eyes away for a moment and said:

"Good baby...good baby..."

Li Ximing then smiled and said:

"Originally it was planned to be three hundred days, but I went to the West Sea and delayed the time."

Everything Li Zhouwei gained from Guang Chan was in Qu Si's hands. In addition to the two pieces that could be combined as Li Zhouwei's weapons, there was also an extremely powerful lotus flower that required three hundred days to refine. Li Ximing came for his weapon and, secondly, to covet the lotus flower!

Liao Luo then reluctantly looked away and said with a smile:
"It's ready for you, fellow Taoist."

So he ordered the women beside him to let them go down, and took the opportunity to say seriously:
"This spirit embryo is powerful, but it disrupted my thoughts..."

Li Ximing was stunned for a moment, raised his eyebrows and looked at him, Liao Luo sighed:

"I have already beaten the golden embryo made from that spiritual object into a halberd shape, ready to refine it for King Wei. I have designed five or six halberd blades, but the Great Immortal was never satisfied. Now that he has seen this spiritual embryo, he realizes that he almost ruined the treasure!"

This man usually seems to be free and easy, but at this moment his eyes are bright and he is a little excited. He said:
"This treasure is made in the ancient Wei style and has been used by the King of Wei for many years. It is the most suitable one. The [Kongyan Jingbao Furnace] in the hands of the Great Immortal has a [Zhi Ge Refining Method], which is just right for this spirit embryo to use! It is a hundred times better than my hard thinking!"

The weapon that Li Zhouwei was going to refine was not an ordinary weapon, and it contained a lot of spiritual resources. Li Ximing took it very seriously and asked with a serious look:
"Appreciate further details."

Liao Luo said:
"The treasure furnace in the hands of the Great Immortal is an ancient cultivator's possession, the inheritance of Dou Xuan's [Horizontal Weir Protecting Sand], made with two spiritual objects, Geng and Yan, with three Yan fires and three true fires inside. [Zhi Ge Refining Method] can refine a certain spiritual object in the spiritual weapon, without having to refine the spiritual weapon itself into liquid... It was originally used by those half-immortal and half-Buddha cultivators to refine Buddhist weapons..."

"I thought my family was wealthy enough now... but we are still a step behind these people. We don't have such a deep foundation..."

When Li Ximing first heard this treasure, he was secretly moved, and understood what he meant, and said:
"So that's how it is... It is to use the [Dasheng] form, remove its impurities, and refine the spiritual objects inside."

Liao Luo shook his head and explained:

"That's inferior. It's to preserve the Great Ascension itself, especially the spells and images left by the former Wei State's weaponsmith, and even the aura of the King of Wei who held the weapon and nurtured it for many years..."

"The method you mentioned can also be done with ordinary weapon refining methods, but the weapon is essentially different from the previous one. If it is a spiritual weapon, the spirituality will be lost after refining it in this way. But with my method, it can still be preserved."

Although Li Ximing was not good at refining weapons, he could still tell whether it was good or bad. He nodded repeatedly and said:

"Follow your method, fellow Taoist!"

As the two were talking, a man came forward, holding a jade plate covered with red cloth. When he opened the cloth, a bottle and a gold were placed inside, shining brightly.

The gold had a dark background color, but it was glowing and dazzling. Li Ximing recognized it - his family had obtained a piece of it, which was the [Chen Guang Sui Jin] that combined water. Later, he presented it to the White Dragon Prince as a gift.

Liao Luo pointed at the bottle and said with a smile:

"There's a good thing in this bottle! One of the 'female waters' is called [Guixi female water]. This water adheres to the transfer of female water and is controlled by the way of Xuantian. It cannot be taken or used to make pills, so it's called female water, not Chunyuan... But nowadays there are so many different Taoist traditions that they can be mixed up and used. It's effective, so you can give it a try!"

Li Ximing was immediately delighted. He took the bottle in his hand and saw the light grey in the bottle surging. He sighed:
"[Donglu Yuanshui] is too precious and has not been used so far. This water is the second spiritual water that can be clearly obtained!"

He took a closer look and couldn't let it go. Liao Luo smiled and said:
"I remember that you still have a copy of [Changyue Zhibianjin] in your hand, which is very compatible with this [Guixi Pinshui]. You can try to refine a treasure that can save your life and avoid disasters!"

Li Ximing nodded repeatedly, and before the other party introduced the gold on the shore, he had already handed over the jade plate and said seriously:
"You have been busy with all the things before and after, and refining the spiritual weapon afterwards is even more exhausting. How can I let you do it for nothing? Please accept this [Chen Guang Sui Jin]!"

Liao Luo is a Heshui monk, how could he not covet this spiritual object? He hesitated and replied:
"I was ordered to solve a few problems for you, how dare I take credit for it?"

Li Ximing's expression became serious and he said:
"If you don't accept me, I will never come to you again!"

Li Ximing had thought just right, the thing called "He Shui" was the most inappropriate for his family. Be it Jiang Qian or Que Wan, the Taoist sects did not like He Shui, so it was just right to use it to repay favors. Otherwise, he would have to exchange it with others after getting it. Therefore, his attitude was extremely firm, and he almost forced Master Liao Luo to accept it.

Then he pressed his two fingers on Juque, lifted it slightly, and drew out the golden object.

[Changyuezhi turns into gold]!
This item had been kept in his Juque for practicing the [Emperor Qi Light]. However, Li Ximing's Taoism was not as good as Li Zhouwei's. He did not practice several fire techniques diligently, let alone the [Emperor Qi Light]. So he was very decisive and took it out quickly and neatly.

Although he refused, Liao Luo's attitude became obviously more friendly, and he even felt a little embarrassed for taking advantage of others. After all, even if there was no relationship with Di Yan, the reward of a water-combined spiritual object would definitely be rich!

He hurriedly put away [Guixi Pinshui] and [Changyue Zhibianjin] and said solemnly:
"Leave this matter to me, I will definitely handle it for you!"

Li Ximing smiled and said:
"The water is not in a hurry, but the weapons must be used earlier. It is not good to let the King of Wei go unarmed."

Liao Luo nodded solemnly and was about to speak, but he heard his disciple hurriedly coming up to report:
"Report to the Immortal, there is a person with supernatural powers who has arrived at the foot of the mountain. He claims to be Xie Hu, a casual cultivator from the West Sea. He is here to look for... Immortal Zhao Jing."

'Xie Hu?!'

When these words came out, Li Ximing raised his eyebrows, first in disbelief, and then a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes:
"I actually found this place... It seems that he has been to the lake... Could it be that he wants to settle this account with me?"

Liao Luo groaned in silence, raised his eyebrows and looked at him. Li Ximing sipped his tea and smiled:

"Is this the original words?"

The disciple quickly leaned over to pay his respects and replied:

"Yes."

"Then please ask him to come up."

The rain in the mountains was getting heavier, and it formed a canopy outside the courtyard, dyeing everything gray and white. Under the heavy rain, there was a crisp sound of jade colliding. A man wearing a straw hat and a raincoat had arrived in front of the hall, followed by a young man with lowered eyebrows and no words. The man put the long pole hung with jade swords on the ground and said in a low voice:

"But Master Li?"

Li Ximing used his life magic to look from a distance. The rain was full of sharp energy. He went down from the hall and said:
"Exactly!"

Xie Hu raised his head, and the face finally emerged from the shadow of the bamboo hat. He looked at him carefully, took out a jade box from his arms, and said lightly:

"Senior Yan died of old age and sat in the West Curtain Sea to nourish the ancestral land. I was entrusted by him to come and see you - this is his disciple, Yan Ruzha."

'Yan Dushui has fallen!'

Li Ximing felt a little more desolate. He looked over. The young man was not handsome, but he was tall and had a resolute face. He knelt on the ground very quickly, kowtowed to him several times, and said respectfully:

"Junior has seen a real person!"

"I've got you in mind."

Although Yan Dushui is dead, he burned the afterglow of his life to the extreme. Although these five words are simple, they represent the kindness of a real person. The young man immediately burst into tears of gratitude and kowtowed repeatedly. Li Ximing took some spiritual objects to reward him and helped him up.

So he counted on his fingers, recalled what he had seen that day, and answered:

"This... is a bit early."

Xie Hu nodded and said:

"Before he died, he made three talismans in a row to preserve his heritage. He then died on the spot. He asked me to pass on a message to my fellow Taoist."

"The two surnames of Zhao and Yan have been living in seclusion in Xilian. They have long forgotten the past of their clan and the wealth of Yongjing. I am afraid that the whole clan will be destroyed. I only hope that the generations will never return... I hope Zhaojing will spare me for our personal friendship... I am overwhelmed with fear and gratitude.

Li Ximing was silent for a moment, and understood what the old Taoist meant:
"After all, the Wei and Yan families have a predestined relationship. His family can't even afford a purple mansion now... I really don't want my descendants to be involved in the affairs of Jiangnan."

He sighed deeply, took the jade box from the other party, opened it gently, and vaguely saw a jade slip lying inside. Thinking it must be about the secret realm, he put it in his arms and raised his hand and said:
"please!"

But the middle-aged man in front of him looked serious, returned the greeting, and replied:

"No need, Xie has something important to do."

Without saying a word, he went straight down the mountain and disappeared into the void.

Li Ximing watched him go away, and put his worries aside. Then he turned back and entered the hall, listening to Liao Luo's praise:

“He’s a neat guy.”

After they finished drinking tea, Liao Luo paused and listened to Li Ximing's deep voice:

"Do you have any Lushui?"

Liao Luo was slightly stunned by this and asked:

"This is…"

Li Ximing smiled and said:
"There is no need to exchange it. I just promised a fellow Taoist to make an elixir, which requires Lu Shui as a transition. I only need to use it once!"

The elixir he mentioned was naturally from Taoist Master Daoming of the West Sea. This elixir first needed the transformation of Lu Shui and the assistance of Fu Shui before it could be successful. He already had Fu Shui in his hand, and only lacked this Lu Shui.

But the real person in front of him was in a dilemma, and seemed to be thinking about something with his brows lowered. He soon relaxed his brows and said with a smile:

"I don't have this thing on hand, but Kuang Yu has a copy of [Tang Yi Lu Shui], also called [Qing Tang Yi Shui Chi Yuan], which is extremely magical. You can borrow it from her!"

Li Ximing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he nodded secretly, with an arrangement already in mind:

"I just happened to be going to Xinyu... Que Yi has been overseas for many years, so I'd like to meet him while I'm there."

……

The sea is clear and hawks are circling.

Rain was falling on the island. A woman in a purple dress was walking on top of the formation. Her face was a little pale. She looked down at the scenery below her feet and said in a calm tone:
"This is the fourth time... If I had come a step later, this thing might have rushed out, and the entire Xinyu Reefs might have turned into mud and sunk, and no one would have been able to stop it."

She had a pretty face and a worried look on her face. She was none other than Zhenren Tinglan.

Tinglan was not actually very tall. The woman next to him was even taller. She wore a light green Taoist robe, had soft features, blue-purple eyes, and a hint of worry between her brows. She said:
"It's good that there is no movement. If something really happens, this place will not be our responsibility."

Kuang Yu's worries were not without reason. Ting Lan just frowned and said:
"Have you reported this to Master Diyan?"

Kuang Yu sighed deeply and said:

"Both you and Sister Hengxing have mentioned that this is a private matter of the Sun Dao Sect. I am considered a half-Hengzhu cultivator and I am here to help. How can you ask?"

Tinglan was obviously a little surprised. After a moment of silence, he said:

"Then let's wait a little longer. When we really can't hold on any longer, we can bring this up again... Have you made any progress in your magical powers? If you can make a breakthrough, we should be able to delay the situation for a little longer."

Kuang Yu hesitated a little and said:

"It has been a long time since I succeeded. I failed again a few years ago. Although my immortal foundation has been restored now, I am still unsure... Although the way of 'cultivation and transcendence' is obvious to the world, it is not easy to practice."

The two fairies rode the wind back to the palace. The rain was still dripping in the palace. Kuang Yu saw that there was no one around and whispered:

"Fellow Daoist Zhu Gong...how is it?"

When mentioning Zhu Gong, Tinglan's expression suddenly became complicated, and she even felt a little guilty.

Putting aside personal morality, during the period of the sun's decline, her best friend overseas had done well enough, but she didn't get any benefits. Instead, Tinglan felt that she was using him as a tool...

She sat down and said with lowered eyebrows:
"I went to see her a few days ago. Her condition has improved slightly, but she is still suffering from a huge loss... She may not be able to recover for decades, and I'm afraid it will take hundreds of years... Let's wait until she is better, and then we can discuss other things..."

Kuang Yu raised the jade pot, poured out the clear spiritual liquid, and said solemnly:
"That's right. No matter what, she is still a Purple Mansion. As long as she holds on and doesn't show up until there is a big change in the North-South War and Kong Tingyun loses her support, she can get out of this deadlock!"

Tinglan did not answer her for a moment, raised his glass and took a sip, then raised his eyebrows and said:
"liquor?"

Kuang Yu still had a smile on his face and said:
"This is the wine that Nanwu recently obtained from Yanhua. He hid it like a treasure. I finally got it out, so I'll let you have a taste."

"This thing is actually poison, and only monks of the Fire Realm can take it. It is a method used in the Taoist tradition to refine wine. The two are in harmony, and although the wine is strong, it can stabilize cultivation and increase magic power."

After hearing this, Tinglan drank the remaining half of the cup. When she mentioned Guo Nanwu, Tinglan's expression became serious and she asked:

"I saw Nanwu coming in and out of Tingzhou very frequently. He was also present at the battle in the West Sea a year ago. Ximing that kid also often goes to Qusi. I wonder what the Great Immortal thinks?"

When she mentioned Diyan, Kuang Yu immediately lowered his eyebrows and replied:
"Qu Si is surrounded by wolves. The elders are in danger of losing their lives. I would like to borrow Wei Wei's help."

Tinglan hesitated for a moment and sighed:

"I dare not say more. You have to think clearly. Although Ning Wan cannot decide her own life, she is reluctantly wearing a tiger skin and intends to preserve the Li family's bloodline. In fact, she is not sure in her heart and does not want you to get involved."

Ning Wan and the Li family can be considered old friends. From Li Chijing to Li Xuanfeng, and from Li Xuanfeng to Li Ximing, they have been friends for several generations. Li Yuanqin is Ning Hemian's biological son. Tinglan can see that she is now trying to preserve him, but she is extremely pessimistic and uneasy.

Kuang Yu just smiled and said:
"Sister, you worry too much."

Tinglan didn't like to talk much, so she kept silent. Kuang Yu quietly picked up the jade pot on the table, filled it for Tinglan, and said:
"The two paths of true purple are two sides of the same coin. Sister is in the blessed land of purple smoke, so she must be able to stay here. After all, there is Master Ziyun, right?"

A trace of surprise flashed across Tinglan's brows, and he picked up the cup and asked:
"Who…who taught you?"

Kuang Yu smiled and said:

"The arrangements of the two paths of True and Purple are clearly seen by the people above. The reason why Purple Qi has not been formed for a long time is that it is waiting for the True One. How could the Great True One not understand? The Lord always understands more than you and me."

After hearing this, Tinglan silently put down the cup. Kuangyu drank the full cup by himself, his eyes slightly red, and said:

"Sister has also felt uncomfortable. The decline of the sun is the result of so much blood and tears. It was because of Master Ziyu that he was willing to let sister come back after the incident at Zhuoshaling..."

"Now that we have finally come, no matter how much trouble the two sides cause, they can't do anything to Zi Yan, but Qu Si still has a calamity to overcome. Being in it, he still feels uncomfortable, fearing that a disaster is about to happen... The Great Immortal... only has this one chance."

Tinglan saw that she was full of thoughts and her worries were getting deeper, but she didn't dare to ask. She remained silent for a long time. After drinking three rounds of wine, her face was slightly ruddy, and she said:

"The world is in turmoil, how many places can be at ease? Look at the Song Kingdom, Xian Yao is dying, Cheng Qian is uneasy after losing his father, Chen Yin has lost all his hair, Ning Wan is trapped in the south of the Yangtze River, Shen Sheng's family has fallen into poverty, and Ting Yun is sitting on pins and needles."

"Sima Yuanli has no title or gift. He seems to be free and easy, but in fact he is a lackey and a subordinate of the state. He is afraid that one day he will be able to achieve true Qi and the Song Dynasty will be useless and abandoned by others. Neighbor Gu Lanying has a poor background and poor magical powers, so no one will look down on her. She also has two masters above her. She is afraid that the treasure will be taken away by the owl, and she is always worried about gains and losses..."

"Li Zhouwei and Li Ximing are both brilliant today, but they are also walking on a dangerous path with no end in sight. They are counting the days and are anxious..."

After hearing this, Kuang Yu took a sip of wine, the color in his blue-purple eyes dimmed, and he replied:
"I understand what you mean, sister."

Tinglan sighed slightly, drank a few more cups with her, stood up and said:
"Now that the crisis here has been resolved, I will return to the blessed land first."

She paused, and said with some concern:

"This wine is too strong, you should drink less."

Kuang Yu was worried and drank eagerly. He watched Ting Lan leave, still a little confused. He frowned and looked at the wine pot in front of him, and said angrily:

"Sister, you are such a fool. This pot of wine is a spiritual resource. Since you have already shared more than ten cups, it would be a waste if you don't drink it... but you threw it all on me!"

As soon as the purple-robed immortal left, the huge cave suddenly became empty. Kuang Yu supported his chin with one hand and poured wine into the jade cup in front of him with the other.

The clear wine gathered together and actually had a bit of tender red. The pair of white and tender hands put down the wine pot and turned it over lightly, revealing a jade talisman.

The talisman was about half a palm long and two fingers wide. It was warm and shiny, and was tied with a red rope that meandered to the slender and delicate fingertips. It swayed between the woman's wrists as she swayed slightly.

The Dharma lamp flickered, and Kuang Yu's eyes turned even darker blue and purple. He was still hesitant, but he heard footsteps outside, and then heard a joyful female voice:

"Master...Master Zhao Jing is here!"

"what."

Kuang Yu, who was staring at the sight in a trance, suddenly woke up as if from a dream and let out a soft cry. It was not known whether he was drunk or panicked, but the jade talisman in his hand immediately slipped from his palm and fell on the table with a clink.

Then a man's smiling voice came:
"Daoist Fellow Kuang Yu!"

Kuang Yu quickly stood up from his seat and took a step forward. When he arrived at the door of the cave, he saw a man in a white and gold Taoist robe who had already arrived at the cave. He was as polite as always and said in a proper manner:

"I'm afraid my sudden visit may disturb your meditation!"

"It's okay..."

Kuang Yu was originally a warm and generous person, but now he had calmed down. He glanced at him, turned around, and said with a smile:

"You came just in time... I made a bottle of good wine, and I'm afraid I'll pass out if I'm drunk alone, so I'll give you a sip to try."

Li Ximing had just come in when he noticed that the master's face was slightly red. He then realized that he was drinking. He just felt amused and bowed repeatedly, saying:

"That's true..."

Kuang Yu smiled and said:

"Wine made from spiritual resources!"

Li Ximing raised his eyebrows, changed the subject, and nodded:

"You can try it."

When the two men arrived inside the cave, they saw the jade table was a little messy, with an emerald-like long-necked jade pot placed on it, and two jade cups, one empty and one full, with a jade talisman upside down next to the cup.

Kuang Yu looked embarrassed, and quickly stepped forward to put the talisman into his sleeve. Li Ximing stared at the empty cup and asked suspiciously:

"This is…"

The woman in front of him turned around, raised her eyebrows and smiled:

"Sister Tinglan came over just now, drank a few cups, and ran away in fear."

Kuang Yu's temperament is rare in Zifu. Li Ximing smiled helplessly after hearing her teasing and replied:
"I'm afraid I'll be late for the event."

"Oh?"

Kuang Yu asked him to sit down, put away the empty cup, replaced it with a new one, and said with a smile:
"I'm afraid I'll delay your business! You and Sister Tinglan have been good friends for many years. True Yang and Purple Yin, Tian Xiu mediate between light and darkness, and in ancient times, the Three Yins also assisted... You Mingyang have such a small matter..."

Li Ximing then picked up the glass of tender red wine and took a sip. A strong smell rushed to his nose. After hearing her strange words, he almost coughed and said stupidly:

"what?"

But Kuang Yu had just said some nonsense, and when he saw him put down the cup and looked up, he couldn't stand it no matter how generous he was. He immediately lowered his head, hurriedly added wine to his cup, and said through gritted teeth:
"please!"

After Li Ximing drank the cup, he felt heat all over his body. He knew that there was something good in the cup and it would be worthwhile to drink it. He smiled and toasted her with a cup. However, he never expected that as soon as he finished drinking the cup, it was immediately filled up by Kuang Yu.

The woman had already moved in front of him, her face was closer, the blue-purple color in her round eyes was even more dazzling, she held the pot in her hand, gritted her teeth, and said in a fierce voice:
"Sister Tinglan tricked me into drinking a lot... I can't drink any more, don't waste it!"