Chapter 223 [Red Crimson]
Mountains stand tall, clouds rise and fall, red gates are open, and purple fairy pavilions are lined up. Ten peaks and hundreds of mountains rise and fall one after another, stretching into the distance.
Disciples in robes of various colors in the mountains shuttled back and forth among the clouds, and all kinds of puppet spirits could be seen everywhere.
Qian Shiyan led the Qian family disciples through the mountains. She looked at the scenery and couldn't help but sighed: "The small Qi Ling back then has finally become the great Jindan sect today."
The disciples of the Qian Family beside him were curiously looking at this ancient sect that was rumored to be more than 4,000 years old. Qian Liuyu followed beside him and said with a smile: "The old patriarch is nostalgic after all, and he still misses Qi Ling."
"Haha, I was sent to Qi Ling when I was young, and spent the most ignorant decades of my cultivation and the time when I was shaping my heart for the Tao here. How could I not miss it?" Qian Shiyan shook her head and laughed, and walked all the way to stand in front of Fuso Square.
On the bluestone platform, a group of true cultivators had been waiting for a long time. The head of the sect, Wang Chaochen, bowed and said, "Greetings, Elder Qian!"
The twenty or so true practitioners behind him all bowed and said respectfully: "Greetings, Elder Qian!"
Qian Shiyan looked at the group of true practitioners in front of her and said with a smile: "Everyone, please stand up. No need to be polite."
When everyone stood up, she looked around and realized that there were few familiar faces left. The practitioners in front of her were all new generation disciples.
Qian Shiyan couldn't help but sigh: "When I was young, I didn't understand friendship. Now I know how it feels to have things change and people change."
The group of true practitioners couldn't help but marvel when they saw the woman in front of them. This person, who had always only appeared in the clan history and records, actually appeared in front of them alive, and she was a very beautiful woman.
The head of the sect, Wang Chaochen, stepped forward and said, "Elder, you have returned home in glory. It is a rare blessing for us to see you again. Although the old people are no longer here, the aspirations of Qi Ling are still passed down from generation to generation."
Qian Shiyan smiled and glanced at him, “Master, you are quite ambitious, but it is precisely because of new disciples like you that Qi Ling has been able to remain fresh and new.
Come with me to pay respect to the deceased. We must go and see them."
"Yes! Elder!" Wang Chaochen said respectfully.
The group of true practitioners behind them also followed the two to the ancestral temple. Bai Qi in the crowd transmitted a message to Bai Yun beside him: "Only this elder can be said to be paying homage. If we go to the ancestral temple, we can only say that we are paying homage."
"Of course. I heard that this elder is from the same generation as our ancestor, and they are both figures from five or six hundred years ago." Bai Yun also said with emotion: "If one day I can also have such an honor, my life will not be in vain!"
"Who said it wasn't? But we, the true cultivators, are only deacons. At least one must be a senior elder to have this honor." Bai Qi's heart moved slightly. "There are many spiritual creatures in the sect now. It's not impossible for you and me!"
The two were discussing in the crowd, and the other true practitioners had different thoughts. If they were told about the Golden Core Ancestor, they would only feel that he was high and mighty. But if he was in a higher position, at least as they were fellow true practitioners, they would not feel that he was out of their reach.
In the small courtyard of the ancient ancestral hall, Qian Shiyan stood in the ancestral hall that was not much different from what she remembered. Lamps and candles illuminated the dim ancestral hall, and her eyes swept across the tablets one by one.
"Holding the Spirit of Wang Xun"
"True Cultivation of the Spirit of Jade Harmony"
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"The Spirit of Qigong Disciple Gu Di"
"The Spirit of the True Cultivator Li Yunming"
"True cultivation in the spirit of the lonely wild goose"
"The Spirit of the True Cultivator Cui Huaiqiu"
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Under the memorial tablet held by Wang Xun, all the old friends who were vivid in her memory have turned into cold and dead wooden signs before her eyes. Qian Shiyan slowly closed her eyes. All the feelings of her life were in her heart, which no one could understand and could not be expressed in words.
She raised her head and when she opened her eyes again, she saw a brand new memorial tablet standing at the top of the memorial tablet.
The former Weiyang has disappeared, replaced by the "Spirit of Xuanyuan".
Below the Spirit of Xuanyuan, there are two spirit tablets, one is the "Spirit of Ancestor Li Yuan" and the other is the "Spirit of Ancestor Chenming".
For Jindan, once he ascends to the throne, he will never return to the mortal world again. He must be given a title of honor and placed in the ancestral temple for future generations to worship.
"Qi Ling is no longer the legacy of Tian Qi, but the Taoist lineage of Xuan Yuan. This is good, this is good." Qian Shiyan murmured, "Just because of the four words 'Legacy of Tian Qi', it has brought countless disasters to the Qi Ling disciples from generation to generation. Now they are finally freed."
Outside the ancestral hall, a group of true practitioners stood in the yard, watching Qian Shiyan burn incense and pay respects, and no one dared to feel impatient.
Qian Shiyan waved everyone away, leaving only the head and the young man beside her. She said slowly: "Head, this is a rare talent in my Qian family, named Qian Chengguang. Not only does he have a heavenly spiritual root, he also has a legendary ancient spiritual body called the Fire Spirit Body."
"Lihuo Spirit Body?" Wang Chaochen was shocked when he heard this, and looked at the young man who had been brought to her side. He had broad brows and deep eyes, and although he was still young, there was still an extraordinary aura between his brows.
He himself was a true practitioner of the Five Virtues, so naturally he had read the records about each of the Five Elements.
In addition to the ancient records of water virtue which is quite popular in the sect today, he has also studied fire virtue in depth as his own practice.
Just like the dispute between Kan and Ren in the Water Virtue, the Fire Virtue has also had many disputes since ancient times.
It is said that in ancient times, before Bing Fire appeared, the Fire Virtue was divided into three major fire categories: Heaven, Earth, and Man. Li Fire was Earth Fire, a Yin Fire, and among all the fires in the world, Li Fire was the most prosperous.
Later, the Sun and the Moon appeared in the world, Tai Chi declined, and the Li Fire also disappeared in ancient history. The three fires of heaven, earth and man were transformed into the five fires of fire virtue, namely Bing, Ding, Wu, Si and Zhen.
"Is he really a Lihuo spirit?"
Wang Chaochen still couldn't believe it. With the Lihuo spirit body and the heavenly spiritual root, wasn't this the reincarnation of a great man in heaven? And it was probably something so ancient that it couldn't be any older, otherwise it wouldn't have chosen the Lihuo, an ancient and almost forgotten Taoist school.
"Yes, it's absolutely true." Qian Shiyan nodded, "Otherwise I wouldn't take him everywhere with me."
The little boy raised his head and looked around the ancestral hall. He was not interested in the conversation between the two. He just looked at the spirit tablets curiously. His gaze followed the tablets all the way up until he saw the four words "Xuan Yuan Spirit". His pupils suddenly shrank and he quickly withdrew his gaze.
But with just this one glance, a ray of destiny light suddenly appeared on the Siming Stone in the Xuanyuan Realm, and a billowing Yinli fire actually ignited on the stone, awakening Yuanchu Taoist who was resting with his eyes closed on the Law Enforcement Peak.
He also looked towards the ancestral hall with surprise, and said in amazement: "Is this really the era of great strife? Even such an ancient thing has emerged.
Could it be that once Tai Chi is revealed, the four images and eight trigrams born from the two yin and yang can no longer bear it? It turns out that the Heavenly Palace is not only responsible for governing the world, but also for suppressing those old guys.
It seems that the Heavenly Palace is not as authoritative as imagined."
In the ancestral hall, Wang Chaochen said with a smile: "If this is true, then it is God's help.
Ever since our Qi Ling Patriarch Li Yuan took charge of the mountain gate, when has there ever been a lack of such an existence?
It will definitely be helpful to the Qian family and Qi Ling in the future!"
Qian Shiyan was quite surprised when she heard this. Although the young sect leader in front of her had shallow cultivation, he had an extraordinary spirit. Unlike those who only guarded the status quo like Wang Xun, Li Yuan, and Chen Guan, he seemed to have a pioneering and enterprising spirit.
“The reason why I returned to Qi Ling’s old place this time is, first, to calm down, second, to leave a way out for the Qian family, and third, to entrust him to Qi Ling.
In the whole world, the only place I can think of that could possibly allow this child to survive is Qi Ling."
Wang Chaochen said respectfully: "Don't worry, Elder. Since you have entrusted Chengguang to me, Qi Ling, I will do my best to take care of him and educate him, and will not let you down!"
"Okay, I feel relieved after hearing what you said." Qian Shiyan nodded with a smile and said, "Since I started, the Lishan Qian family and the Qiling sect have been allies and friends, sharing life and death together.
I feel relieved now. When this matter is over, I will return to my tribe."
"Elder, don't you want to go and pay your respects to the ancestor?" Wang Chaochen asked tentatively.
"It's not that I won't go, but it's inconvenient to meet you now." Qian Shiyan shook her head and said, "Binghuo is powerful and virtuous. If it sees Your Majesty, it will be defeated. If I succeed, I will meet you.
If I die, my body will be returned to the spirit world, and my heart will be at peace."
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Two days later, the Qi Ling Sect resumed its busy and peaceful state. A group of dozens of Qi training disciples from the Qian family came and were taken in to the Qi Peak and Dan Peak for education.
The leader of Danfeng Peak, Li Yiyan, accepted one of the Qian family disciples as his apprentice and taught him Taoism, which attracted quite a lot of attention.
After all, Li Yiyan is not just the head of Danfeng Peak, he also has the friendship of three ancestors who left the sect and went to the open sea.
Even if each of these three ancestors were placed in the current Qi Ling Sect, their existence would be second only to the old ancestor. In the eyes of other families, this meant that the Qian family and the Li family were planning to form an alliance.
On this day, the sun rose on the top of Qi Ling Mountain as usual. The disciples were busy practicing. It was not until the sun was at its zenith that they realized that the sun seemed a little unusual.
It’s because the sun, which usually looks as big as a jade plate, is abnormally large today.
Wisps of fire energy rose up, melting the ice and snow in the Tianxia Mountains that had not melted for thousands of years into gurgling streams.
Gong Hanyu, who was in the middle of the snowfield, looked towards the north in surprise when he saw this scene, frowning unconsciously, "How could anyone dare to try Binghuo?"
On the Nanjue Continent, the Jindan from all sides raised their heads and looked towards the Li Mountain which was very easy to overlook.
The Jindan Zhenren of the Samsara Realm, the Illusionary Sea Mirage Realm, the Formless Bone Land, the Ten Thousand Curse Mountain, the Corpse-Erosion Cave and other sects all had gloomy faces. After all, most of them were restrained by the Bing Fire.
Although the evil magic is mysterious and unpredictable, it cannot escape the spotlight of the sun.
And this Bing Fire is the ultimate manifestation of the sun’s brilliance!
Although they were all very reluctant in their hearts, the Bing Fire involved the position of the Sun after all, and was also very closely entangled with the Taixuan Immortal Sect, so no one dared to stop it for a while.
After all, in the Zhenyang School, a branch of the Taixuan Immortal Sect in Nanjuezhou, the True Lord of the Sun has descended to the world.
This is not something they can interfere with.
If the sun wants it to happen, it will happen naturally.
If the sun doesn't allow it, no one can help it succeed.
On the Law Enforcement Peak, Taoist Yuanchu looked at the increasingly brighter fire in the distance and said softly, "What a good plan! This puts all the difficulties and troubles on me."
Qian Shiyan is the oldest person in the Qi Ling Sect. Once she becomes Binghuo, she will be able to shake Li Yuan's influence and position as the ancestor, and even Xuan Yuan's status.
Yuanchu knew that the sun was waiting for him. He only needed to grant it a ray of power and the sun would help Qian Shiyan ascend the throne.
This was even an open conspiracy. Yang Yang knew that Li Yuan would not be a heartless person and would definitely help Qian Shiyan ascend the throne.
Once Qian Shiyan becomes Binghuo Jindan, then Qian Shiyan's determination and even the fate and luck she carries may lead Qi Ling's luck to Taixuan Xianzong and even the sun.
Li Yuan was also well aware of the history of past religious sects, and he was very clear about the consequences of such things.
However, Taoist Yuanchu still stood up, activated the Siming Heavenly Stone, and chanted: "Xuanyuan grants life!"
The light of destiny on the Siming Stone began to rotate, and the name "Qian Shiyan" appeared.
The next moment, the sun's rays from the nine heavens suddenly fell, and the scorching sun rose between heaven and earth. Above the mountain, the steps to the throne appeared, and layer after layer of steps spread out from under Qian Shiyan's feet.
She raised her head, looked straight into the brilliant light, and climbed the stairs resolutely.
She had fantasized about this road countless times, and now it had finally become a reality.
All the members of the Qian family who were at the foot of the mountain looked up at her with great excitement. The wind chimes hanging on the dilapidated palace rang in the wind.
Qian Shiyan was awakened by the sound of the wind chimes. She looked back at Lishan and knew very well that the ancestor could not leave. Even if he became a golden elixir and ascended to the throne, he still could not leave...
Now, am I going to make the same mistake again?
Qian Shiyan's steps on the stairs suddenly paused. She seemed to be standing in the center of the world, and the sun's rays behind her were so bright that they dyed everything red.
She recalled the unpredictable junior brother Li Yuan under the moon in the past, and recalled the tough but sad woman Wang Qianli. She had read the clan's secret history, and she was a person who knew all of this.
Qian Shiyan stopped where she was, which surprised all the Jindans. Even the Sun allowed her to ascend the throne, so what else was there to hesitate about?
Can't someone who is valued by the sun even see through his inner demons?
The disciples of the Qian family at the foot of the mountain were also worried. Why didn't the old patriarch climb up? The steps were clearly completed, and the road was clearly under their feet, right in front of them...
Qian Shiyan pondered for a long time, and the silhouette of the Qian family ancestor gradually became clear in her mind. The ancient statue hidden behind the dilapidated palace seemed to have imprisoned the ancestor for his entire life.
She suddenly laughed out loud, her bright and warm beauty was like fire, turning into a grand flame in the sky of Nanjue Continent at this moment.
"Since it is old and broken, why should we keep it?"
On the long staircase illuminated by the sun, the woman in red clothes leaped resolutely from the sky, transformed into a huge stream of fire and rushed towards Lishan.
The Jindan people had different expressions, some sneered at a person who hadn't even seen through his inner demons and yet still dreamed of ascending the throne.
It's a pity that if such a Bing Fire were successful, it would be able to lend some strength to oneself.
The light of Bing Fire was grand and warm, like a rainbow or a rosy cloud, dyeing the sky red, descending onto the mountain, taking with it the ruined old palace, shattering it together. The wind chimes were silent, and the sky was red.
(End of this chapter)
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