Diary of the life of a working wizard

"Brother Jie, were you a little impulsive just now? Then Li Weizhen is not someone to be trifled with." After staying away from Li Weizhen and his grandson, Gu Jiahang and the other three said cautiously with worried faces.

"It's not a big deal. He didn't take care of his grandson, but how can he blame us?" Xia Yunjie said with an indifferent expression.

"You are Senior Li's uncle. Of course Li Weizhen doesn't dare to do anything to you, but we are in dire straits," Lin Chuanqi and the others said with mournful faces.

"You also said that I am Senior Li's uncle. When Li Weizhen scolded me like this just now, he was rude first. Your elders will not blame you." Xia Yunjie said.

"This is what you said. Don't let it go when the time comes." Lin Chuanqi and the other three still said uneasily after hearing this.

"Don't worry, if he has trouble with you, he will have trouble with me. That's fine," Xia Yunjie said with a smile.

"With your words, we feel relieved." After hearing this, Lin Chuanqi and the others turned from worry to joy.

Because today is the day to check in, the hotel doesn’t have any arrangements. After the four of them had dinner at the hotel, Gu Jiahang took the three of them to visit Spring City.

At the Lake View Hotel, on a lawn facing the lake, six or seven Taoist elders including Li Qingyuan, Gu Zhongmeng, and Li Qinghong were basking in the warm sun and chatting about some health-preserving practices when Li Weizhen came over with his grandson.

Several Xuanmen old men all recognized Li Weizhen. When they saw him approaching, they all stood up to say hello to him. However, when saying hello, they inevitably glanced at Li Shipin beside him in surprise.

Li Weizhen was worried about his grandson. After greeting several Xuanmen elders one by one, he couldn't wait to pull the host Li Qingyuan and asked: "Brother Qingyuan, who will attend this Xuanmen conference?"

"Brother Wei Zhen, these words have knocked me down. There are always at least two hundred people in every conference, including international colleagues. How can you explain this clearly in just a moment?" Li Qingyuan said, with a vague look in his eyes. He looked at Li Shipin thoughtfully.

"Brother Qingyuan should have noticed that my grandson's recent practice has gone awry, and his internal Qi is out of order. If I don't find five fellow Taoists with the same skill as me in time to help straighten out his Qi, I'm afraid there will be dissipation. The danger of success." Li Weizhen said worriedly.

"That's it." Li Qingyuan nodded when he heard this, then reached out and grabbed Li Shipin's wrist, and a trace of true energy penetrated into his body along his meridians.

Li Qingyuan's expression soon became solemn, and then he loosened his wrist and said: "It is indeed extremely chaotic. If it is not sorted out in time, it may only be a way to lose strength. But now that Xuanmen has declined, most people just know a few things like me. There are very few people who are as skilled as Brother Wei Zhen in the small magic of coaxing people, but it is difficult to find five of them at once."

Seeing Li Qingyuan say the same thing, Li Shipin couldn't help but turn paler, but a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes. He naturally blamed Xia Yunjie for all this.

If Li Weizhen usually saw Li Qingyuan praising him like this, he would be secretly proud of himself, but today he felt it was particularly harsh.

"Is it really impossible to find five Taoist friends who are in the late stages of Qi training?" Li Weizhen asked without giving up.

"I'm afraid it's difficult. I'm trying my best. Counting the three masters from Thailand, there are only three. But brother Wei Zhen, you don't have to worry too much. We Xuanmen people gather together once every five years. Maybe there will be someone else in these five years. It’s not necessarily possible to break through to the later stage of Qi training. Otherwise, there are always hidden dragons and crouching tigers in our land of China. As long as we ask around, we can always find five masters." Li Qingyuan said.

Li Weizhen naturally knows that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the land of China, but there are still some strange people who like to live in seclusion in ancient temples in the mountains and forests, and do not like to get involved in the secular world, nor do they like to participate in Taoist conferences. As long as he inquires in many ways, he can indeed find five experts, but the problem is that his grandson cannot afford the time, and the other party must be willing to help. After all, helping people sort out their true energy and meridians is a very labor-intensive task, but others are not necessarily willing to help. This is also the reason why Li Qingyuan specifically pointed out that Master Naizalun is Thai. It means to remind Li Weizhen that Master Naizalun is Thai and may not be willing to help even if it is not possible, so he must be mentally prepared.

"Alas, it seems that this is all we can do now. However, when I was young, I, Li Weizhen, traveled across the ocean with my grandfather, far away from my homeland. I am not very familiar with my fellow Taoists in China. I am afraid I will have to invite Fellow Taoists, please help me and ask around." Li Weizhen knew that the matter had come to this, and there was no point in being anxious, so he had to clasp his fists at Li Qingyuan and other Xuanmen elders and ask for help.

"This is natural. Now that Xuanmen is in decline, the people who share the same path are my own family members. I will specifically ask the attendees to help inquire about it at the conference." Li Qingyuan said with a sincere face.

"Didn't you say that Senior Bigfoot Immortal Lu Zhen might come to attend the conference this year? If he comes, this matter will be easily solved." Gu Zhongmeng interjected.

Although Taoism is now in decline, there are still several mysterious and strange people appearing in the land of China, one of which is the Bigfoot Immortal Lu Zhen. It is said that he is one hundred and twenty years old and has reached the foundation building stage.

"Really?" Everyone was moved when they heard this, especially Li Weizhen, whose eyes suddenly lit up and he said in surprise.

"Senior Lu is a fairy-like figure, and the dragon has always seen its head but never its tail. I was lucky enough to meet him when I visited Huangshan last year, so I mentioned to him about this year's Xuanmen Conference. I hope he can come to participate and give me some advice. 2. At that time, he just smiled and neither said it nor said he couldn't say it, so brother Wei Zhen, don't have too much hope." Li Qingyuan said, with a hint of reminiscence and admiration in his eyes.

"Alas." Seeing Li Qingyuan say this, Li Weizhen's full hopes were in vain again. He couldn't help but sigh and shake his head: "He has been ignoring the secular world for many years and has devoted himself to Taoism. I think he has probably forgotten about the Xuanmen Conference. .”

When Li Qinghong saw Li Weizhen shaking his head and sighing, his heart moved slightly. He thought of his uncle, the head master, and was about to open his mouth to comfort him, but Li Qingyuan's second son, Li Yuanbai, was out of breath and ran over with excitement on his face.

Seeing that his son was still so unstable despite his age, Li Qingyuan showed a hint of displeasure on his face and scolded: "Didn't you see that all the uncles are here? They are in a hurry and have no etiquette at all."

"Dad, Senior Bigfoot Immortal Lu and Senior Unknown Sword Immortal from Mount Emei are here." Li Yuanbai said breathlessly, ignoring his father's reproach.

"What? Senior Lu and Senior Wuming Sword Immortal are here quickly. Take us to greet them." When Li Qingyuan heard that the two legendary figures in Xuanmen were coming, he no longer bothered to blame his son. He trembled with his white beard and said, Face said with surprise and excitement.

While talking, a group of Xuanmen old men in their 70s and 80s were already walking towards the lobby of the hotel, especially Li Weizhen, who was walking very fast with his grandson, as if he was afraid that he would be late and not see these two legendary figures.

The group of people had not walked a few steps when they heard a hearty laughter with a hint of old age coming from behind the trees, followed by two people with white hair and beards, but their faces looked like they were only in their fifties or sixties, and they were dressed in simple clothes. The old man walked out from behind the tree shade. One of the old men is already a bit stooped, but he has a pair of big feet like "Little Giant Yao Ming". The other old man has a straight waist. From a distance, it looks like a sharp sword pointing straight at the sky. pressing.

"Junior Li Weizhen pays homage to two seniors"

"Junior Gu Zhongmeng pays homage to two seniors"

When everyone saw the two old men appearing, they all stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

"Haha, I haven't seen you for many years. How are you guys doing?" Bigfoot obviously has a more easy-going and cheerful personality. After everyone saluted one by one, he laughed and asked, and the old swordsman from Mount Emei seemed He was relatively cold, like a sharp sword, exuding a cold sword aura, making it difficult for people to approach him. When everyone greeted him, they only nodded slightly.

"Thanks to the two old gods, everything is fine for the juniors." Everyone replied respectfully.

When Bigfoot saw that everyone agreed, he laughed heartily while stroking his white beard with "Haha". While he was smiling, his brows suddenly wrinkled slightly, and his eyes fell on Li Shipin.

Li Weizhen was thinking about how to ask Bigfoot and the Unknown Sword Immortal for help. When he saw Bigfoot turning his attention to his grandson, he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "Senior Lu, this is my grandson Li Shipin. There was a problem with the spell yesterday. Now it really happened." His Qi is disordered, and the junior’s cultivation is too shallow to help him straighten it out, so I would like to ask the seniors to help him.”

"Please old god, please save this junior." Although Li Shipin was arrogant and vicious by birth, he was uncharacteristically different today. When he saw his grandfather asking for help, he hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down to beg, looking pitiful.

"Get up first, and hold out your hand to me so that I can take a closer look." Bigfoot said with a kind smile on his face.

"Thank you, old fairy, thank you, old fairy." Seeing that Bigfoot was willing to help, Li Shipin was so happy that he kowtowed two more times, then stood up and respectfully handed his hand to Bigfoot.

With a relaxed and kind smile on his face, Bigfoot put his hand on Li Shipin's wrist, but soon the relaxed and kind smile on his face gradually faded away, and was replaced by a solemn look.

Seeing the solemn expression on Bigfoot's face, the hearts of all the Xuanmen elders, especially Li Weizhen, also lifted up.

Bigfoot is already one hundred and twenty years old, and it is said that his cultivation has reached the level of foundation building. Even he has a solemn look on his face. It is obvious that Li Shipin's situation is much more serious than Li Weizhen's judgment.

Sure enough, after a long time, Bigfoot let go of his hand, shook his head, and then turned his gaze to the unknown old man Sword Immortal who had never spoken a word, and said: "Brother Sword, please help me take a look."

The Wuming Sword Immortal, who had always been expressionless, was finally slightly moved when he heard this, then nodded, and silently stretched out his hand to clasp Li Shipin's wrist.

As soon as the Wuming Sword Immortal's fingers clasped Li Shipin's wrist, Li Shipin felt as if an extremely sharp sword energy pierced into his meridians, causing him to grin in pain.

But the Wuming Sword Immortal didn't seem to be aware of the sharp and domineering nature of his true energy. After clasping Li Shipin's wrist and exploring it for a moment, his face showed the same dignified look that Bigfoot had shown before, and his eyes shone even brighter. , revealing a strong fighting spirit.