Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 739 Sincerity

Red clouds, the border.

The void suddenly opened, a hazy gray light appeared, and a white iron and golden man stepped out. The white feather and black crow on his chest seemed to come alive, echoing the dark night and the dim light of the sky. Beside him was a young man in a blue and gold robe, who still looked surprised.

It really is some kind of teleportation technique!
Although Xu Ming is young, he has read quite a few scriptures and has some understanding of these matters.

In ancient times, the territory was vast and the land was intact, far exceeding the scenery of today. As a result, there were many methods of transmitting sound over thousands of miles and teleporting in the void, which used the mysterious energy of the void. However, this is something that ordinary sects can no longer do today, and even ordinary Golden Elixir Immortal Sects do not have this ability.

A flash of crimson light appeared in the distance, and in an instant, a young man dressed in a dark robe with crimson clouds appeared. His eyes held a strange light, and he paused for a moment.

"Could it be Fellow Daoist Duobao?"

Liu Xiaowen had already sensed something by using the great formation, feeling a mysterious aura approaching Chi Yun, but he was relieved to see Xu Ming's aura.

With a casual wave of his hand, he led the boy to his side, while the white iron and gold figure in front of him remained silent.

'Strange, it is indeed a golden statue of the Great Xia Dynasty, but it possesses a different kind of consciousness within. Is it a spirit of the artifact, or a demon?'

In an instant, he made his judgment.

At this moment, the white iron and golden figure slowly raised its head, turned slightly, and looked towards the east. The white feather and black crow on its chest seemed to come alive, and the light of the Lesser Yin replacing the Morning Star shone brightly.

An extremely terrifying aura surged forth from the golden man's body, as if some invisible force was struggling and clashing within it, yet it was sealed off by a faint layer of golden radiance.

Liu Xiaowen's expression turned somewhat solemn. He had secretly activated the great formation and was protecting Xu Ming, fearing that something might have happened to the golden man.

The white iron and golden figure slowly turned around, and the white feathered black crow on its chest cried incessantly, weeping blood. The void shattered once more, and the figure of the golden figure flashed and disappeared.

"It doesn't seem to be a spirit that the Jin people possessed."

Liu Xiaowen felt strange. He was on good terms with Louguan and Tifeng in his sect, and both of them had Jin people in their ranks, so he knew quite a bit about this thing.

In ancient times, these twelve golden figures were assigned to the sons of the Golden Crow for command. If no one was in charge, they would move on their own and would at most be equivalent to the late stage of the Purple Mansion realm. However, the aura of the golden figure just now was extremely terrifying, far exceeding the late stage.

"Qi Refining Level 5, not bad! Can the Duobao lineage now entrust its ancestral hall to you?"

Liu Xiaowen looked at the boy behind him, setting aside the strange phenomenon from earlier, and asked him about his trip.

"Reporting to Senior Brother, it has been delivered."

Xu Ming's tone fluctuated slightly as he recounted the rumors he had heard in Duobao, especially the matter of that secret realm, which was extremely important.

"【The Gate of Morality】, a secret realm crafted during the Zhou Dynasty."

Upon hearing this, Liu Xiao's heart stirred, and he continued:

“Master has entered Nandu and cannot return to Chiyun for the time being. You will come with me.”

After saying this, he led the young man toward the mountain gate, intending to deal with this secret realm properly.

Xu Ming followed behind, but his mind was elsewhere.

'Father has gone to Nandu; there must be fighting again. It's truly a time of constant unrest.'

He found the Di family extremely annoying, fighting and killing so many people, and he didn't know why.
I've heard that since the start of the war, several members of the Xiao Liao imperial family have died in battle, but the direct descendants of the Li Song have all survived; those who died were all outsiders.

Xu Ming calmed his mind and stopped thinking about it. He simply followed the sect leader and returned to the mountain gate.

Heavenly Punishment, the main hall.

A bronze gate, about the height of two people, stands here, its surface covered in rust, a mixture of gold and green, with clusters of dark lotus patterns on its tightly closed surface.

Liu Xiaowen's eyes were burning with desire. He knew that most of the secret realms were passed down from generation to generation, or were moved back by prying open ancient ruins with great magical power.

The secret realms are all suspended in the void, and the formations are stable. This portal is more like a magical artifact specifically designed to hold the secret realm. Even if one does not understand the methods to stabilize the secret realm, it can be easily placed.

With a gentle lift, he saw the jade array plate fall into his hand, engraved with the ancient characters: "Qingdu Xuantian, Wo Si Shan Shui".

Amidst the ethereal blue clouds and stirring mystical winds, this portal naturally merged into the grand formation, connecting with the vast void of the crimson clouds.

Xu Ming watched from the side, a hint of curiosity in his eyes, since he had never been inside the cave before.

Beside him, a small black whale swam leisurely, its cold water rippling and frosty. It was the demon that had followed him out of the cave, named Qinghai. It was very young and had not yet taken human form, only comparable to a Nascent Soul cultivator.

The door suddenly opened, and a surge of illusory light appeared.

This portal is gradually merging completely with the entire void. The longer it goes on, the more stable it becomes. Various auspicious phenomena, such as talismans, golden seals, and immortal peaches, permeate the void, and crisscrossing white lines appear, stabilizing this place.

However, the white line seemed to be blocked by streaks of silver lightning and could not penetrate deeper. Even so, the benefits brought by the establishment of this secret realm were extremely amazing, giving the entire red cloud a mysterious meaning. Strange phenomena arose everywhere, such as fine trees growing from rocks, jade dew blooming from flowers, or purple qi swirling in the sky.

fate.

Liu Xiaowen's eyes sharpened. Although he had not cultivated any supernatural powers, he could sense the changes happening throughout the entire crimson cloud with his spiritual perception.

'It's probably because the Xu family ancestral hall is located there that it possesses such a strong aura, which greatly benefits people with the surname Xu.'

He pondered for a moment, then looked at his master's son, who was also his youngest junior brother, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Come with me into this secret realm."

Liu Xiaowen led the boy behind him into the room, and they felt a flash of light. Three breaths later, they had arrived in another world.

This place is about the size of Chiyun County. The sky is bright and clear, obscuring the sun and moon. Only strange white lines crisscross the sky, weaving and radiating light. The earth is pure white, like a carpet of white jade. A lone, towering green mountain sits here, its peaks like swords. Several magnificent palaces and halls have been built along the mountain's contours, and a grand ancestral hall can be faintly seen at the summit.

A long staircase formed by golden light lay below, leading to a mountain gate where a golden plaque could be seen, inscribed with the words "Secret Realm of Chongde".

Then I saw a vast peach orchard at the foot of the mountain. The peaches were pink and white, which was very pleasing to the eye. The ones on the edges were all common varieties, but in the very center there was a mother tree, which was faintly exuding vitality.

"The Duobao Daoist lineage has such great ambition, being able to give away something like this."

Liu Xiao was shaken and immediately recognized the base of the peach tree in front of him.

"Senior Brother Sect Leader, is this a Purple Mansion Spiritual Root?"

Xu Ming's tone shifted slightly as he inquired about the other person. He had a close relationship with this senior brother; although the other person was a Purple Mansion cultivator, he was approachable and down-to-earth, more like a family member.

Among the many cultivators in the sect, besides the sect leader, the one he was closest to was Senior Brother Qiyun, who was also very easy to talk to. The other was Liu Shuhan, who had watched him since childhood and was as close as an elder sister to him.

"It should be the spiritual root of the Longevity Qi path."

Liu Xiaowen nodded slightly and led Xu Ming forward into the peach grove, arriving at the mother tree.

This peach tree was extremely tall, with a trunk as black as ink and pink and white blossoms as dense as the sea. Yet it bore only three perfectly round fruits, and even emitted faint, life-like fluctuations from within, as if they were alive.

Beside the tree stands a white jade stele, inscribed with ancient characters, exuding an aura of Taoism.

[In the thirty-ninth year of Xuanquan, in the Immortal Peach Grove of Xuandu Temple, Celestial Master Luofu Zhenren selected a variety and presented it to Xu Han, the White Peach Sword Immortal, to express his friendship.]

"Xu Han."

Liu Xiao was slightly intrigued and guessed which powerful figure from the Xu clan it was. Judging from the description, it should be the Sword Immortal of Fengdai.

Xu Ming, standing to the side, had a sudden realization and guessed that the spirit sword probably belonged to the sword immortal Xu Han.

Seeing that the Purple Mansion Peach Tree had borne fruit, Liu Xiaowen activated his magic power and was about to pick it when he heard a mournful sound coming from the branches of the peach tree, as if weeping and lamenting.

'This tree possesses a spirit, and it is likely about to take human form. If you pick its fruit now, it will be difficult to succeed.'

He paused his work after a moment's thought, but did not pick the three spirit peaches.

The peach tree swayed as if in gratitude, condensing a drop of pinkish-white spiritual liquid from a peach blossom, which slowly descended into Liu Xiaowen's hand.

"An item for prolonging life."

Liu Xiaowen scanned it with his spiritual sense and felt that this thing should be some kind of longevity energy, but it was only for Foundation Establishment level cultivators. The lower the cultivation level, the more significant the effect of taking it.

'Perfect for Senior Brother Qiyun to take.'

His senior brother's cultivation has stagnated in recent years. Although he used some resources to push himself to the ninth level of Qi Refining, there is little hope of Foundation Establishment. He has a lifespan of two hundred years at the Qi Refining stage and can take this item.

Liu Xiaowen paid closer attention to the peach tree, leaving behind a divine thought, and then led Xu Ming all the way to the top of the mountain.

Then they saw a black sword with a red tassel in front of the ancestral hall, wreathed in flames, piercing straight into the sky.

An extremely terrifying sword intent emanated from it, captivating the mind and revealing various destructive scenes, such as mountains collapsing and the earth cracking, or the sky collapsing and the sea breaking. It was an extremely pure weapon of ultimate fire.

Liu Xiaowen had read through the Daoist scriptures on supreme fire in the sect and had some understanding of this path. He believed that the aura on this spirit sword was left by a person who had reached the pinnacle of supreme fire.

Looking in the direction the sword tip pointed, one could see an extremely mysterious black lotus flower manifesting in the center of the sky, slowly rotating and displaying strange phenomena, such as Asuras breathing fire, white lions roaring angrily, arrows raining down, venomous snakes spitting their tongues, and toads spitting out barriers to block out the light of the sky.

Beside the lotus flower, crisscrossing white lines appeared, locking the object in place and preventing it from moving.

False.

The false essence left by the cultivator who had reached the pinnacle of fire was extremely perfect, and there was no sign of any dissipation or flaws. This reminded Liu Xiaowen of the scene when he met Jingying in the past.

He calmed down a bit, and only felt relieved after confirming that the thing was in a stable state and wouldn't cause any trouble.

Although this item is far inferior to the gold essence left by the True Lord, once it is sent outside the secret realm, it may transform into a demon, which is not something that ordinary people can subdue.

The black fire sword trembled slightly, echoing the dark lotus flame in the distance, and this scene seemed to indicate something very significant.

'It seems this White Begonia Sword Immortal of the Xu family once sought the Golden Throne, but... perished, and the pseudo-spirit he left behind was taken away by Duobao on his behalf?'

He pondered for a moment, looking at the false form, but decided to leave it aside for the time being, waiting to return to the mountain with his master to discuss how to deal with it. As for the spirit sword...

Liu Xiaowen did not intend to act rashly. After all, it was something left behind by a great sword immortal, and it could even resonate with that pseudo-spirit. If he did not understand it, he should not act rashly.

After all, it's extremely hot; if it explodes, it's no joke.

His gaze, however, turned to the inscription on the black fire longsword, lingering on the two characters "Heavenly Monarch," pondering silently and making some guesses.

"Heavenly Lord, it seems highly likely that a True Lord in the Path of Ultimate Fire once ascended to immortality. However, it's unclear whether this refers to the ascension and tribulation of the Immortal Path, or the current ascension to the Immortal Heaven."

Having now fully explored this secret realm, Liu Xiao felt somewhat relieved. The spiritual energy within was extremely abundant, connecting with the void and flowing continuously, enough for two or three Purple Mansion cultivators to enter and cultivate.

'Cultivating in the Purple Mansion realm within the sect will be much more comfortable in the future.'

Seeing that there was nothing else worth noting, and that there were no magical artifacts or spiritual objects in the palace in the mountains, he led Xu Ming out of the secret realm.

The black fire lotus in the sky trembled faintly, as if it were breathing, and the white lines surrounding it were instantly covered up, as if they were nothing.

(End of this chapter)