Chapter 38: Seven Red Pojun Disaster It was only a few days until the 29th day of the lunar calendar. In this cold winter, even though Lingxiang had great cultivation, she couldn't help but put on cotton clothes and stayed at the Qiuyun Peak, refusing to go out. When Maidong saw her like this, he laughed so hard that his eyes were misty and he could hardly straighten his waist. "You are the leader of my Yuanqing sect, but you are wrapped up like a rice dumpling. If you were given a heater, wouldn't you be no different from the wealthy gentry down the mountain?" Lingxiang glanced at her, shrank her neck and said in a muffled voice: "What do you know? I am gathering Qi. The thicker I wrap myself, the harder it is for the Qi in my body to dissipate." “If someone doesn’t know you, these nonsense might really fool others. It’s a pity that your apprentice has met such an unserious master like you. If you continue to teach him like this, won’t he go further and further astray?” Mai Dong said as he poured a cup of hot tea and sipped it. "The more crooked and deformed a thing is, the sweeter and more delicious it is. If his path of cultivation can really go astray, I won't have to trip him up." …… In the Wuji Palace, the Immortal Shangqing and the Immortal Qianyuan were observing the Hunyuan Ritual, and they were whispering something from time to time. At this time, the Immortal Zhaoming, together with the Immortals Danyang and Danzhu, entered the palace and went straight up to the Hunyuan Platform. "Thank you for your hard work, my three junior brothers. Has everything been arranged?" After they greeted each other, Master Shangqing asked.
"Set up a mountain formation at the foot of Yinyu Peak, halfway up the mountain, and outside the Zuoshi Hall. It will be automatically dismantled after the martial arts performance is over." Master Zhaoming said as he waved his hand. The Star Sword in his hand flew out and landed steadily on a sword rack outside the Hunyuan Platform after a moment. "Fifth Junior Brother will set up the formation himself, so it will be appropriate without a doubt. There is no need for you to worry." Zhenren Qianyuan said. "That's right," Dan Zhu Zhenren exclaimed, "Seventh Senior Brother and I had just led those spirit beasts to the mountain, and Fifth Senior Brother had already set up the formation. It was so quick, it's really unmatched." "That's right. If not, the Grand Master wouldn't have handed over the mountain guarding formation to Senior Brother Five," Danyang echoed. "You two naughty boys, you only know how to say nice things." Master Zhaoming pointed at Danzhu and said this. However, who doesn't like to hear nice words? Master Zhaoming was deeply benefited by it. “Having said that…” Shangqing Zhenren stroked his beard with his right hand and frowned slightly. Elder Zhaoming followed the gaze of Taoist Shangqing and saw that the position of the Seven Red Pojun Star on the Hunyuan Instrument was a little dark. "This is it!" Master Zhaoming was shocked. If you want to know why Master Zhaoming did this, you have to talk about the Hunyuan Ritual. This Hunyuan Instrument is shaped like a ball, huge in size, with three rings on the outside. It was refined by the ancestor Wuwei in the past. No one knows what kind of magic was used to make the stars in the sky attach to the surface of the ball like a mirage. This item can predict good or bad luck. The former headmaster often used it to predict fortune and make decisions. Before Yuan Qing met with disaster, the Hunyuan Ceremony was covered by dark clouds for many days. No matter what magic tricks the former headmaster and the elders used to exorcise the pests, they were unable to disperse them, which led to the disaster that happened later. However, compared with previous signs, this time the signs were somewhat inconspicuous. "I think it's just some minor misfortunes. Since it's arranged by God, if it's really related to the martial arts performance, then it should be an experience for those disciples. The path to seeking the truth will not be smooth after all." Zhenren Qianyuan hurriedly comforted. This is really helpless. Now that Yuan Qing has killed Wuwei Laoxian, there is no one who can drive Hunyuan Yi. Even in the past, only the former headmaster could use magic to avoid disasters, but he still couldn't prevent the tragedy of the year. Now Wuwei Laoxian has long since stopped caring about worldly affairs. No one knows where he is enlightened in Jiuque Mountain, and there is no trace of him. "That's the only way to think about it..." Shangqing Zhenren sighed helplessly, but his face was still full of worry. …… As soon as school was over, Long Qi and his three companions started practicing swordsmanship in the yard. In recent days, Xinyi gradually forgot about the Winter Festival and started to concentrate on studying "The Art of Cutting the Water". Unexpectedly, Lingxiang had a sharp eye. Although this technique could not be said to be handy, it was much better than before and seemed to be getting better.
Liu Xia's swordsmanship remained the same. He had recently felt that he had hit a bottleneck. No matter how hard he practiced, he still couldn't make any progress. Could it be that he was just a mediocre talent and not suitable for practice? He was deeply puzzled by this, but he didn't know how to solve it. Zhao Wuyang was quite satisfied with the current situation. Although his swordsmanship was not outstanding and he did not understand Taoism very well, he felt that he had improved a lot more than before. In his opinion, being content would bring happiness. Being impatient would only backfire. When human efforts were done, the rest would be left to fate. Naturally, Long Qi also stepped up his practice of "Dragon Entanglement Sword Technique". Now, he had memorized all the moves in this sword technique by heart. Even without the book, he could perform all the moves. However, the situation remained the same. The further he went, the more powerless he felt. Although it was winter and evening, it didn't take long for the four of them to become sweaty from their training. …… It was chilly in the mountains, and Maidong didn't want to stay in the house, but insisted on coming to see the outer disciples. I didn't want to come alone, and she had to find ways to pull me along. It wasn't her who wanted to see Xinyi, so why did she have to come along? It was really unreasonable. Lingxiang was thinking this, but maybe she was confused because of the cold or something, she actually mumbled something. "I helped you steal the master's sword techniques out of kindness, but not only did you not thank me, you were so petty. When a sister is in trouble, you should naturally stand up and help her. How can you be so disloyal?" Maidong turned around and looked down at the "ball" below the stairs. "Stop, stop. Let me tell you. I exchanged the 'Water-Breaking Art' with you that day. Why do I need to thank you? This is called mutual benefit. You help your lover and I help my apprentice. This deal has been settled long ago and is fair to both parties. Why do you say it as if you have done me a favor? Tsk tsk tsk, the world is going downhill. For the sake of your lover, you actually say such hypocritical words to your sister of more than ten years. Tsk tsk tsk..." Lingxiang mocked, her tone still tortuous, making it difficult to figure out how she produced this tone. "You idiot, why do you say such unpleasant things? What do you mean by 'helping my lover'? Isn't this helping each other among fellow disciples?" Maidong scolded her, but she twisted her braids, looked shy, and her body kept shaking. "Besides, since I'm helping your apprentice, you can't just throw a sword manual at him and tell him to practice like this, right? As a master, you have to give him some pointers." "What's there to advise? In terms of martial arts, that guy is much stronger than me. I don't even know the sword techniques. Can't I help him if I go there? Besides, as for guidance, you are much stronger than me in martial arts. Can't you give me some advice? Why do you have to drag me here? It's a waste of great time. I still have a lot to discuss with Zhou Gong!" Lingxiang reluctantly moved a step. Hearing her say this, Maidong rolled his eyes. "If you weren't with me, wouldn't it be unreasonable for me to go?" …… The two of them argued all the way, and they climbed over the courtyard wall with ease, and arrived at the courtyard of Long Qi and his four companions. As soon as they stood still, the scene in front of them was so shocking that Mai Dong couldn't close his mouth... Except for Zhao Wuyang, everyone else in the yard was wearing only shorts and practicing sword with their upper bodies bare! Although Zhao Wuyang was still wearing his undershirt, the collar was wide open, completely lacking the temperament of a nobleman, yet there was still some masculinity in it! (End of this chapter)