Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Yuting Mountain is the most precipitous and steep among the mountains of the Li family. It towers into the clouds. The courtyard on the top of the mountain is not big, but there is a jade well as big as a pond. The patterns on it are intricate and quite ancient. The water in the well is clear and the Dharma is shining. .

Li Qinghong exhaled a breath of white air, opened her hazy purple almond eyes, pushed with her two palms, and spurted out thunderous magic power. Her red lips parted slightly:

"Is the "Purple Thunder Secret Yuan Gong" really a secret technique modified by later generations..."

She has been practicing this method for six years and has also read many other qi training methods. However, the simplicity and domineering nature of Zi Lei Mi Yuan Gong is unique. The various formulas and techniques in it are unheard of, which often makes Li Qinghong feel wonderful.

After looking forward to the mysterious power of "Xuan Lei Po" in the future, he waved away the spell in his hand. Li Qinghong swept his eyes around the courtyard and said softly:

"Li Ximao!"

Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps from behind the house, and a boy of twelve or thirteen years old ran out, with flat eyebrows and sweating profusely. He stopped in front of Li Qinghong and said with a smile:

"aunt!"

The Li Xi'ao in front of him is the son of Li Yuanyun, the eldest brother of the Xiyue generation. His father, Li Yuanyun, has no spiritual acuity and has never practiced, so he has the earliest son. Li Xi'an, the eldest son, is already thirteen years old. He has a spiritual acuity, but his talent is the same as his father's. The pulse can only be regarded as above average.

Li Yuanyun went to Fangshi, and Li Xi'ao needed someone to take care of her. Li Qinghong was Li Yuanyun's sister, so it was most suitable. Li Xi'ao was naturally sent to Yuting Mountain to practice on the mountain.

"Practice the gun."

Li Qinghong casually grabbed a wooden gun, put it into Li Xi's hand, and asked the child to hold the gun level, and just stood there alone. Li Qinghong blinked and asked:

"What you practice is the "Shanglang Yanglun Method"?"

"Back to aunt! Exactly."

Li Qinghong nodded silently. "Shanglang Yanglun Technique" is a third-grade magic formula that Li Tongya exchanged for the direct descendants of the family to practice. As the person who received the talisman seed in the family, she practiced "Taiyin Breathing and Nurturing Wheel Sutra". Naturally, it was What cannot be said.

"Xi'an, Xizhi, Ximing...I don't know which one can win the immortal favor..."

"Brother Jiao wants to send Xi Zhi to join the sect...I'm afraid he can't accept it, then it depends on Xi Ming and Xi Bo!"

Li Qinghong was lost in thought. Li Xi'ao was already sweating profusely, his hand holding the gun was trembling, and he was clenching his teeth in silence.

She straightened Li Xi's arm and was about to give some advice when she heard a thunderous voice coming from outside the formation:

"San Xiuning and Yuan came to pay their respects, and also asked the Li Family Mountain Master to show up to meet him!"

Li Xi'ao was startled by the sound. He dropped the wooden gun in his hand and made a crisp sound on the ground. He wiped his sweat and looked at Li Qinghong timidly.

Li Qinghong raised his eyebrows and looked around, and saw the young man outside the formation dressed in green, with a storage bag and magic sword around his waist. The magic light was flowing. He was covered in spiritual gauze and made of spiritual cloth. Even the jades embellished with it were top-grade and luxurious. To.

"Rogue cultivator? I'm coaxing your aunt!"

Li Qinghong sneered and flew out of the formation. Na Ning Heyuan was still noisy to himself, muttering:

"I have heard about the Li family in Li Jing for a long time. They are the best at swordsmanship. They came all the way from thousands of miles away just to defeat their noble peers with one sword to prove their swordsmanship..."

Before Ning Heyuan finished speaking, a woman in a white dress flew out of the large formation in front of her. She was full of heroic spirit, with lightning-like purple eyes in her eyes, her red lips pursed slightly, and she looked straight. Staring at him.

"Female nun?!"

Ning Heyuan had never seen the sword-wielding boy in his imagination. He hesitated slightly and suddenly felt embarrassed. However, Li Qinghong sneered, drew out his spear, and smashed it down. Purple thunder surged out between his hands with great force.

"Wait... Gufa... girl!"

Before Ning Heyuan had time to speak, he quickly drew his sword to block it. Li Qinghong's spear had already been knocked down hard. In an instant, thunder exploded with a loud bang, and Ning Heyuan was blown away.

However, Ning Heyuan was not a fool. After being caught off guard in the first encounter, he retreated for a while. Rain clouds like clear water appeared on his body, rising and falling around him. The sword energy on the long sword was quite clever, blocking Li Qinghong's offensive. Dead.

"Good Kung Fu...named Ning..."

When Li Qinghong saw that he was covered with Dharma light, that he was at the fourth level of Qi training, and that his Qigong method was a large-scale orthodox method with a high level, he already had a guess and thought to himself:

"Qingchi Sect..."

Of course, Li Qinghong had just lost his father, and he was already depressed beyond words. Now he attacked more and more fiercely. The true energy flowed in the Qihai Cave, and the "Dangerous Bird in the Sky" became brighter, and his speed and attack were stronger.

Ning Heyuan was able to withstand Li Qinghong's attack. He never thought that the female cultivator in white would get stronger and stronger. Thunder blasts made the sky light up and darken. This was the first time he fought against the Lei Fa cultivator. His palms were numb and he smiled bitterly:

"It's not that the Li family is a family of sword immortals, why did the thunder method come here... This skill is also weird and tight, there are strange phenomena in every move, it doesn't look like practicing Qi... Those who don't understand think it is a foundation building!"

The two fought for a while, and Li Qinghong became more and more courageous as he fought. The purple in his eyes was so intense that he beat Ning Heyuan back and forth again. Ning Heyuan had to block her spear. The long sword in his hand suddenly glowed brightly and transformed into two rainbow lights. Go towards Li Qinghong's face.

Li Qinghong moved his spear, picked out several purple gun flowers, and hit the rainbow light floating in the air. With his hands free, he drew a thunder talisman in the void, zigzag outline, injected the dark purple thunder essence, and shouted :

"Bah!"

This technique is a technique recorded in the "Purple Thunder Secret Yuan Gong". It was written by predecessors. The grade has not been recorded. Li Qinghong has also practiced it for many years. When he used it this time, the talisman suddenly rose like the sun, Xiang Ning Fall away.

"good!"

Ning Heyuan and Li Qinghong used their spells and made the same seal with their free hands, spurting out a stream of clear and bright magic power that collided with the talisman.

"Boom!"

Just listen to the sound of thunder in the clear sky, purple electric light and flames spurt out, smoke billows, magic power flows, crashing towards Ning Heyuan's face, Ning Heyuan curses secretly, seals his seal again, and gathers a beam of light Yingying light.

The light came towards him like mist and rain. Li Qinghong held a gun to block it. The dazzling thunder and the sharp gun light were pushed away several feet. The fire and smoke calmed down and became silent.

Li Qinghong took a dozen steps back, the spear in his hand creaked, and the Dharma light dimmed.

"Good magic!"

Li Qinghong looked at the magic light in Ning Heyuan's hand fiercely, and guessed at a glance that it was the inheritance of several main peaks of Qingchi Sect, and it was probably a fourth- and fifth-grade spell.

The magic techniques passed down by the three sects and seven sects are called real magic techniques, and they are never circulated outside the sect. Compared with this, the magic techniques spread among casual cultivators and aristocratic families in the world are simply child's play. Most of them are first- and second-grade stuff that is not popular. .

The Dharma Light was calmly held by Ning Heyuan in his hand, but he cursed lowly, waved his hand to disperse the Dharma Light, and said with some dejection:

"The girl is good at thunder and marksmanship... she forced me to use Si Yuan Qian Guang... I was too lucky."

Li Qinghong, however, had no favorable impression of Ning Chi from the Qingchi Sect. He just silently wrote down Siyuan Qianguang's name, nodded coldly, and replied:

"Your Excellency, please come back. I won't send you far."

Ning Heyuan suddenly choked and opened his mouth, filled with emotion that he was stuck in his stomach. Seeing that Li Qinghong was about to fall back to the mountain, he had to say:

"Can the fairy leave a name?"

Li Qinghong paused, and finally said:

"Li Jing Li family, Li Qinghong."