Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 738 Secret Realm
The blue lake churns.

Countless serpents and whales emerged from this vast lake and disappeared. The once mirror-like surface of the lake began to distort and ripple, and a huge whirlpool appeared in the center, constantly sucking in lake water, causing this large lake to dry up at a visible speed.

The scene at the bottom of the lake gradually came into view, and it was a bronze surface.

Countless rusted bronze pillars and bronze tablets stand on the bottom of the lake, densely packed, their gold and blue colors intermingling. At the very center is an extremely strange portal, also cast in bronze, engraved with the character "Xu" and decorated with black lotus patterns. Now that it is open, it seems to connect to the vast void, reflecting all sorts of strange scenes.

Peach trees formed a forest, golden emojis graced the steps, and auspicious clouds formed a curtain, seemingly emanating an endless sense of peace and tranquility. Ultimately, all of this was gathered together by orderly white lines, through which one could faintly see scenes of officials attending court and the emperor performing rituals. Everything was rapidly returning to order.

At the very center of all these strange phenomena was an extremely mysterious jet-black lotus flower, trembling like fire.

Secret realm.

It was even a secret realm that had been passed down from the Zhou Dynasty to the present day. It was built based on the secret methods of the Shangli Temple and supplemented with the virtue and qi. It was extremely mysterious. Xu Ming, who was standing next to him, was young, but he had heard of this thing before, and his eyes showed a little curiosity.

"This is the [Gate of Morality], a secret realm refined by the descendants of Zhou. The ancestor of the Xu clan was Xu Pinggong Xu Ning, who cultivated to the level of fire and had the merit of suppressing the Qiang people. As a result, he was able to separate the Jiang clan and establish a separate country on the edge of Yue."

Baoqiu smiled slightly and leisurely recounted the origins of the Xu family.

"Ultimate Fire."

Xu Ming was slightly surprised. Although he had guessed that the Xu family ancestors must have also cultivated the fire element, he did not expect it to be this one.

Bao Qiu activated his supernatural powers, and the doorway shrank continuously until it transformed into a bronze token inscribed with the character "Xu," which fell into Xu Ming's hands.

"Go and pay respects to our ancestors."

He had barely finished speaking when he waved his sleeve, and a flash of golden light appeared. The figures of the group disappeared, and in an instant, they arrived on a very wide expanse of white land.

A layer of ethereal white mist rose and swirled above the ground, reaching above the knees. In the very center of this place stood a magnificent and ancient building complex, with an ancestral hall at its very core.

This ancestral hall is not large. It is built of black wood and is entirely black. Inside, there are densely packed memorial tablets like a forest, recording the lineage of the Xu family from generation to generation. The one who enjoys the main position is naturally Xu Pinggong, while the last generation ended with a person named Xu Han.

Xu Ming's gaze swept over the memorial tablets. He felt a profound and weighty sense of history rushing towards him, but he was not deeply moved. For him, the so-called Jiang-Xu inheritance was also sudden. His father had never talked about it, so he himself could not possibly care much about it.

For now, it's just a matter of reminiscing, since it's extremely rare to find a lineage that has been recorded since the Zhou Dynasty, and this is probably largely thanks to Duobao's records.

"Let's light some incense."

Bao Qiu smiled slightly, and three long incense sticks appeared in her hand, which she handed to the boy beside her.

"Thank you, Master."

The young man, dressed in a blue-gold robe, respectfully thanked them, stepped forward, bowed and kowtowed before the memorial tablets, and inserted the three long golden incense sticks into the purple-gold incense burner.

In an instant, the ancestral hall shone brightly, incense filled the air, and all sorts of strange phenomena appeared. From behind the ancestral hall, a very strange thing slowly rose up.

It was a sword.

This sword is about three feet long, and its entire body is as black as ink. Inside, there seems to be flowing flames rolling. On the spine of the sword is a strange black and yellow toad, crouching on a black lotus flower. The inscription reads: "A weapon bestowed by the Heavenly Lord, for use in extreme rage."

On the hilt of the sword is a tassel, cherry red like blood, rising and surging upwards, as if it were a living thing.

This thing carried a soul-stirring fluctuation, faintly echoing the portal Xu Ming had just acquired, seemingly connected to something within it.

There was an extremely astonishing artistic conception rising and changing on this sword, like mountains collapsing and the earth splitting, the sky tilting and the sea breaking. Xu Ming could naturally recognize this thing as sword intent!
"go."

Bao Qiu uttered a soft command, and the spirit sword transformed into a streak of black light, disappearing into the bronze token and being absorbed by the [Moral Gate].

At the same time, the entire ancestral hall was also shaking and changing, quickly falling into that secret realm and being absorbed into it.

Seeing that things were settled, Baoqiu seemed relieved, smiled slightly, and called out:
"Lou Jin, now that things are settled here, you can take him for a walk in this cave."

The old man's figure gradually turned into golden energy and disappeared without a trace. Xu Ming bowed again to thank the immortal, while Lou Jin Tongzi led him up on the wind and into the sky.

Looking towards the center of this grotto, one can see a magnificent golden mountain, as vast as the universe, encompassing everything. It seems that even the stars in the sky are contained within this golden mountain, like a treasure trove.

The phenomenon was so magnificent and beautiful that Xu Ming was momentarily mesmerized. Lou Jin, who was standing nearby, waited for a while before leading him through the cave after he came to his senses.

As the two were walking, they saw a vast sea of ​​clouds rolling ahead, from which came the sounds of whales. Dozens of black whales, as large as cities, leaped and rolled in the sea of ​​clouds.

A tiny black whale descended from the clouds. It was still young, but it was as big as three people. It swam around Lou Jin and Xu Ming, unwilling to leave.

Amidst this vast sea of ​​clouds, a pair of eyes as large as millstones appeared, their white light spreading out, frost dripping down, and a deep chill emanating from them.

"【Chang Ying】What business does the Demon King have?"

Lou Jin showed no unusual expression, seemingly recognizing the powerful demon before him, and spoke in a rather relaxed tone.

“The world is undergoing changes, which is the time for our clan to be born. My child has never entered the [Collection Platform], so he can be born with this person. Lord Ku has also agreed to this matter.”

The voice of the Everlasting Demon King echoed in the sea of ​​clouds, as if a faint, cold, gloomy light shone through the clouds.

Lou Jin, standing to the side, looked at Xu Ming and asked:
"This is the lineage of the Xuanjing, a descendant of the former Great Sage Tai Cang. Their lineage is quite similar to your esteemed clan's. Would you be willing to take in this child, young friend?"

Xu Ming was quite young, and seeing the black whale swimming around him affectionately touched him. However, he didn't readily agree, and after some thought, replied:

“We are naturally willing to let your descendants stay here, but the environment is far inferior to that of the grotto heaven, and we are afraid that it will delay the cultivation of the demon prince’s offspring.”

"No matter how vast the grotto is, it cannot compare to the grandeur of the human world."

Chang Ying's tone was extremely calm, and her huge pupils moved slightly as her voice came from within the clouds.

“Qinghai, from now on you will follow this noble son in your cultivation. Do not return until you have attained supernatural powers.”

The tiny black whale let out a mournful cry, yet it still responded. A cold wind seemed to ripple around it, and ice and snow began to fall. It was clear that it was cultivating the Cold Yin School.

The demon's body suddenly shrank to the size of a thumb, and in an instant it swam to the edge of Xu Ming's sleeve, clinging tightly to it and hiding underneath.

Lou Jin led the boy beside him to bow again, and then the two of them rode the wind and left this vast sea of ​​clouds.

Xu Ming turned around and looked over.

In the sea of ​​clouds, there seemed to be some enormous creature, revealing a towering, dark body like a mountain. On its back, there seemed to be a round, cold white object that emitted light, like a full moon.

Where to go now?

Xu Ming's tone was slightly hesitant. Although this grotto was wonderful, it was still a sacred place for immortals. As an outsider, he had some concerns about staying here for too long.

Lou Jin, standing beside him, looked serious and pointed ahead:

"There is an important person who wishes to see you. Let me make it clear beforehand that this person is of immeasurable importance, beyond your imagination. If you meet him, you should address him as 'ancestor' and be sure not to be impolite." Xu Ming's heart stirred slightly, but he assumed it was some extremely high-ranking member of the Jiang family, perhaps someone who had lived for a very long time, which was why Lou Jin was so serious.

Before me stood a high mountain, covered with apricot trees, their fiery red color resembling streaks of rosy clouds descending from the sky, stirring up wisps of smoke-like, misty crimson flames.

Lou Jin led the boy beside him down to the foot of the mountain and climbed up the long white jade steps.

The apricot blossoms on both sides were in full bloom, exuding a dizzying fragrance, accumulating like mist, and carrying a faint heat. The higher Xu Ming went, the heavier he felt in his heart, as if there was something extremely heavy and high above him.

After a short while, the two climbed the mountain.

At the summit stood an extraordinary apricot tree, soaring into the sky. Its blossoms and fruits blazed like fire, and feather-like patterns sprouted from its crimson trunk, with twinkling specks of light shimmering upon it.

Beside it stands a huge blue stone stele, inscribed with three characters: 【天杏地】.

Beside the monument stood a woman, dressed in a long crimson dress. She was tall and beautiful, with a natural air of authority that made people afraid to look directly at her. It seemed that all the radiance that reached her would willingly submit and dare not offend her.

"Greetings, my lord."

Lou Jin bowed respectfully first, then led Xu Ming beside him to pay their respects as well, and was about to bow as well.

"no."

As soon as the other party spoke, the two of them straightened up immediately, without exchanging any further formalities.

"Lesser Yang Seed?"

The woman spoke casually, raising her hand to point.

Xu Ming felt the scenery before him change, and in an instant he arrived in front of the "ancestor" that Lou Jin had mentioned. There seemed to be endless light in front of him, but it was not violent, but rather gentle.

The pure Yang Dao seed that he always carried with him spontaneously escaped at this moment, transforming into a line of golden-white color, rising into the air, and displaying various strange phenomena, such as the sudden opening of public gates, the sun and moon standing still, the six celestial bodies unfolding, and golden butterflies fluttering—all kinds of wondrous scenes.

It is precisely the extraordinary phenomenon of "Sun and Moon at Leisure" that is recorded in the scroll of "The Way of the Sun and Moon". This supernatural power is the pivot of the Lesser Yang in harmonizing Yin and Yang, and it is a profound mystery of the Sun and the Moon.

"Indeed, although it cannot compare to the ancient Golden Core Seed, it is qualified to seek the Golden Core and position once it reaches perfection."

The woman seemed to smile more, and pointed with her finger.

That pure Yang Dao seed immediately transformed into a rich golden-white color, possessing the profound mystery of governing all laws from seed to fruition, and merged into Xu Ming's life.

His cultivation level was increasing at a visible speed. He went from the third level of Qi Refining to the fifth level in the blink of an eye, and just stopped at the most important bottleneck of the sixth level, thus avoiding the problem of forcing growth.

In the past, Xu Ming only activated this profound mystery through sensing, but now this thing has been completely digested by him, and an extremely deep Shaoyang nature is rising, sinking into his inner world, gentle and relaxing.

It should be noted that this seed was transformed from the fallen ancient Shaoyang Grand Master, and it almost represents all his achievements in the supernatural power of [Sun and Moon Leisure].

Completely integrating this Dao Seed will bring Xu Ming numerous benefits, and he won't even need to prepare any spiritual items when he breaks through to the Purple Mansion realm in the future.

"Thank you, ancestors."

Xu Ming bowed respectfully again, earnestly. He looked up again, only to find that the woman in front of him had disappeared, and only a purple and white spiritual flower was slowly descending from the sky.

This spiritual flower had six petals, covered with purple lightning patterns, and faint vibrations emanated from within, making it appear extremely mystical. It gently descended into his hand.

Lou Jin, who was standing to the side, stepped forward, glanced at the spirit flower, nodded slightly, and said:

"【Zhen Shu Xuan Hua】 is also 【Bai Qiao Dao Lei】, which is suitable for Shao Yang cultivators to use. It is given to you by the master, so take it with peace of mind."

Xu Mingfu bowed again to thank the extremely mysterious elder.

"Now that the matter is settled, young friend, you may return to the mountain at any time if you wish, or you may stay in the grotto for a while longer."

Lou Jin's tone shifted slightly, implying that he wanted the other party to stay for a few more days.

Xu Ming did not want to stay in this place any longer. There was something mysterious about him. Although his father had never told him about it, it must be something that could not be revealed to others.

There are clearly Golden Core cultivators in this cave, so it's hard to guarantee they won't notice anything unusual. It's best to leave as soon as possible.

'Are you wondering if my thoughts and ideas have already been overheard by others?'

A chill suddenly ran through Xu Ming's heart. Although he was young, he was quite shrewd and had long heard of the many wonders of the Purple Mansion Divine Power, which allowed him to search for souls, seize spirits, listen to thoughts, and perceive intentions—it was all-powerful.

Although the Duobao Daoist lineage is an extremely benevolent immortal path, exposing itself here is still somewhat unsettling.

For the first time since he began his cultivation, he deeply felt the pressure of potentially being watched by a high-ranking cultivator.

The other party may not care about these minor repairs, but the mere possibility of being seen is already an extremely terrifying thing.

"I wish to return to the mountains and will not trouble you any longer."

"If that's the case, then come with me."

Lou Jin didn't ask any more questions and led Xu Ming beside him to a gray, nine-tiered platform. The illusory light kept changing, and there was a stele next to it that read "Taiyu Platform".

Beside this treasure platform stands a white iron and gold figure, as tall as a person, radiating celestial light, with an extremely mysterious white feathered black crow on its chest, echoing the night sky.

"【辰】"

Lou Jin shouted towards the sky, and then he saw something invisible churning in the sky, gathering and descending, surging into the golden figure, making the originally still golden figure come alive.

"What's the matter?"

A sound like iron striking stone rang out from the golden man's mouth, reverberating endlessly.

"When escorting this young friend back, make sure the landmarks aren't too far off. If they're too far, walk a few extra steps to make sure you get him back to the mountain gate and avoid any mishaps."

"Yes."

It was still the same cold, metallic sound.

"please."

Lou Jin smiled slightly and gestured for Xu Ming to walk up the platform. The white iron golden man followed behind him, carefully escorting him and activating the platform. Soon, a surge of light appeared, blurring the figures of the two.

Xu Ming felt an extremely pale aura emanating from the golden man, which made him feel uncomfortable all over. Before he could ask any more questions, he saw the world turn upside down before his eyes and disappeared in an instant.

'Is this a golden statue cast by the Lesser Yin Dharma?'

(End of this chapter)