The Lingxi Immortal Clan: Creekfire Illuminates a Bloody Glow, Lotus Hearts Conceal Mysterious Arts
The moon over the spirit spring once shone on young He Yunzhou, gripping a token in his hand. His second-level Qi Refining cultivation could not protect his broken sword, yet he dared to ignite the spirit-spring fire at Blackwind Pass, turning the Blood Soul Pearl's vicious aura into wisps of green smoke. The spirit jade tucked in He Yunlan's sleeve was as warm as morning dew. She went from timidly hiding behind her older brother to resolutely using a perilla talisman to seal the demon-summoning cave. The jade carved with the character “Lan” had long since become a light warding off evil in Lingxi Valley.
This mountain-and-stream wilderness has never been a place for lone heroes. The Zhao family's black-iron axe has rung through the mines at midnight, its iron ingots stamped with the character “Guard.” The Sun family's pill furnace has simmered by the spring through the early hours, its heart-protecting pills infused with dew from spirit-gathering grass. Even the wooden spoon of Li the Elder, a mere mortal, and Xiao Yuan's hoe for gathering herbs have stood against evil energy. Yet when a blood-red glow flared over Panshi City, corruption from the demon-summoning ravine seeped into the earth's veins and the snow-lotus petals turned black. The cultivation alliance's mark in the city lord's secret chamber, the ancient evil aura deep underground, and the fragments of the Blood Soul Pearl resonating with the snow lotus all conceal too many mysteries. Is an even more powerful hand behind the pressure of Foundation Establishment? Does the demonic energy come from an army of evil cultivators, or a slumbering ancient demon?
The lights of Lingxi stay on until dawn. The spirit-spring fire, fragrant with perilla, and the chill of black iron woven together with the warmth of pills form a defense. With their Qi Refining bodies, they defy Panshi, using solidarity as a shield against the tide of evil. When the New Year's Day bell rings across the heavens, will the Blood Soul Pearl shatter in the spring fire, or will the snow lotus's fragrance spread over the demon ravine? Will the alliance's banners fly throughout Panshi City, or will a new path lie hidden in the mist of the mountain streams?
“Creekwater winds around the formation, protecting the common folk; fire warms the spirit jade, lighting the way home.” The passion in this story is the defense built by countless hands, the warmth of siblings standing together, and the courage of mortals who dare to defy heaven. And the stream of fire shining toward Panshi City reflects a chapter yet unwritten.
What does this say? Are there any other tickets? Also, you can build the foundation at level 5 of Qi training. And if you can't beat Qi training at level 7, will the injury be that serious? What nonsense are you writing?
Very good, the literary talent is very good and the plot is compact