Xuanjian Immortal Clan

The marriage of the Li family came unexpectedly, but the wedding invitations were sent out one by one. All the families above Qi Lian on the lake received the invitations. Except for the Yu family, all the families were present, and the foundation-building casual cultivators on the west bank all sent people to watch the ceremony. On the contrary, Fei Wangbai did not come, but sent his grandson Fei Tongyu to come on his behalf.

Fei Tongyu was still acting like a handsome young master of the Fei family. He held a fan in his hand and stood in the banquet. His words were polite and polite, but not too happy. He was observing everything in the Li family and looking at Li Yuan who was holding a cup. Jiao, there is no worry in my heart.

"Li Yuanjiao...the peak of fetal breath...the cultivation speed is so fast. Although I have never seen Li Qinghong at the table, with Li Qinghong's talent, he is at least the fifth level of fetal breath! The Li family's power is too strong, which may not be a good thing."

Fei Tongyu put down the cup in his hand and looked at the young man beside him who was drinking silently. Seeing that he didn't have any cultivation skills, but he could sit in the top position, he should be an important direct descendant, so he asked:

"I wonder what you call me, brother?"

Li Yuanyun was squinting in thought when he was startled by Fei Tongyu's voice. Fei Tongyu didn't know him as an unknown person, but he knew this direct son of the Fei family and replied politely:

"I don't deserve it. I'm just a common man. I, Li Yuanyun, am a direct descendant of the Li family. I don't deserve to be called an immortal like this!"

After walking at the foot of the mountain for several years, Li Yuanyun no longer looks like a young boy. He has become a bit more tactful and businesslike. He has also tried countless methods that are rumored to be able to cultivate spiritual orifices, from praying to gods to worshiping Buddha. From distributing wealth to seeking talismans, the years of tossing and tearing had broken his back and made him look like a tired middle-aged man.

"I wonder if your Excellency and Miss Qinghong..."

"Li Qinghong is the eldest sister of Yuan Yun's mother."

Li Yuanyun responded, and Fei Tongyu suddenly became energetic. Before leaving, his brother Fei Tongxiao begged many times and insisted on bringing more than a dozen letters to Li Qinghong. Fei Tongyu had no choice but to find Li Qinghong at the banquet. He quickly asked:

"I wonder how Miss Qinghong... is retreating in the mountains?"

"Exactly."

Li Yuanyun nodded and saw Fei Tongyu saying:

"My little brother..."

Seeing Fei Tongyu's hesitant expression, Li Yuanyun shook his head and continued:

"The eldest sister asked me to mention it. Now that the skills she practices are unique, Yuan Yun won't say much more, that's all."

Fei Tongyu was not stupid. He hesitated for a moment, then his heart calmed down, and he only replied:

"Thank you, Brother Yuanyun."

Fei Tongyu also had a good impression of Li Qinghong, but he had a cold temperament. This good impression was originally due to the marriage interests of the Li and Fei families and his appreciation of Li Qinghong's talents and actions. He was older than Fei Tongxiao and had no interest in love. No matter what obsession I had, I immediately gave up my thoughts after hearing that Li Qinghong could not be an heir.

Within a few breaths, Fei Tongyu's mind had gone through several thoughts, and he was only thinking about how to persuade his stubborn brother, and chatted with Li Yuanyun one after another.

"From what I've seen along the way, there are so many aristocratic monks with foreign surnames that I'm afraid Fei and Yu's family combined can't even outnumber them..."

Fei Tongyu glanced at his subordinates and asked with a smile. Li Yuanyun just smiled and did not answer. After all, the number of direct descendants in the Li family was very small. Most of the large spiritual fields were cultivated by monks with foreign surnames, most of whom had foreign surnames. inevitable.

Fei Tongyu saw that Li Yuanyun didn't want to talk more about this, so he changed the topic, looked at the well-behaved descendants of the Li family, and replied:

"But the rules of the nobility are strict. I have long heard that the Li family law is strict. The Tongya ancestor is in his prime, so he is not afraid of being suppressed."

Li Yuanyun laughed, made a joke, and said with a smile:

"More than being harsh, there are rumors in my clan that the clan's main courtyard is the Senluo Palace. This clan rule is to roast the disciples on the fire!"

Both of them laughed and made a few more dirty jokes. Fei Tongyu was still thinking about his younger brother, cooperating with Li Yuanyun while his eyes swept around the table.

After three rounds of drinking, Fei Tongyu made up his mind and went out of the banquet. He stood in the forest to get some air. The setting sun on the horizon disappeared little by little among the undulating mountains. Fei Tongyu flipped the letter in his sleeve and pinched out a flower. The red magic fire is coming.

The other hand took out the small letter from his sleeve that Fei Tongxiao had revised countless times and arranged it neatly. Fei Tongyu smiled bitterly and threw it into the fire, watching the letters dim in the fire. , Fei Tongyu murmured:

"Xiao'er, Xiao'er, the goddess is going to the Tianshan Mountains. How can she miss the love between princes and princes? Stop thinking about it... Stop thinking about it..."

Fei Tongyu had already made up his mind and went back to talk to Fei Tongxiao. The letter was handed over to Li Qinghong. Li Qinghong didn't say a word, so Fei Tongxiao stopped thinking and looked at these lingering words in the fire. Turning into ashes, Fei Tongyu finally couldn't bear it and said with a wry smile:

"What is this all about? I'm afraid it's because I, the man from the Fei family, have always been romantic, so I got this retribution..."

Fei Tongyu then took care of the things in his hands and sat in front of the steps to drink silently. A slight red light illuminated his face. He raised his head blankly and looked at the red sky, identifying the objects in the sky. , lost his voice and said:

"How can it be?"

A splendid ray of light has appeared on the horizon. It is colorful and colorful, and is particularly dazzling in the dim night sky. The rays of light are layered in layers, coming from the southeast like waves. At the front is a ship floating like a big bird. The giant ship stretched out four pairs of phoenix-like wings, floating over slowly but really quickly.

The banquet beside them fell silent. Everyone opened their mouths and stared at the sky in stunned silence. They were suppressed by the majestic momentum of the Dharma boat and looked at each other.

"Xiaguang Yunchuan... someone from the Sect! This... what is this!"

"It's obviously not the time to hand over the offerings..."

"Xia Guang Yun Ship!"

Fei Tongyu was horrified and uneasy, feeling that a catastrophe was imminent. The Fei family was the only one among the three families on the lake who had no backers of his own within the sect, so he only paid a few stewards to get information.

Now that the Xiaguang Yunchuan has suddenly arrived, I'm afraid it was either Li Chijing or Yu Muxian who pushed it. If it was Yu Muxian, neither the Fei nor the Li family would be happy with it. If it was the Li family, there would be no news at all from the Fei family, which is probably not a good thing.

Fei Tongyu's face lost all color, and he waited silently for a while, watching the Xia Guang Yun Ship flying past the east side of Lijing Mountain and landing in Milin County. His face looked better now, and he took two steps into the air to look for Li Xuanxuan. .

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"Xia Guang Yun Ship..."

Yu Mugao stared at the scattered colorful light with an expression of fascination. The Xiaguang cloud boat slowly docked on the top of the mountain. The complicated patterns on it slowly became brighter. The suffocating power of the magic circle relaxed, and a person floated down from the boat.

This young man was dressed in Tsing Yi, with Dharma light flowing from his hair bun to his Dharma boots. He was colorful and had a handsome face, but he was always frowning and pursed his thin lips. Everyone in the Yu family quickly knelt on the ground and squatted down. The young man He glanced around and frowned:

"Where's Yu Xiaogui! It's okay if Yu Yufeng can't come, why is Yu Xiaogui nowhere to be seen!"

Yu Mugao quickly defended:

"Young man Yu Mugao, I have met the envoy! My father has been closed to death, and as for the ancestor... he has not returned yet!"

The young man frowned, glanced at the people under his feet contemptuously, and replied:

"For Mu Xian's sake, I don't care about you and others... I call you Chi Zhiyan, and I am the chief disciple of Yuanwu Peak. Today I am here to recruit people from all the families on Wangyue Lake to go to Yishan City. I also ask the head of the Yu family to help me. help."