Xuanjian Immortal Clan

March time passed by quietly, and Li Qinghong, dressed in jade armor, came riding on the wind.

She still looks like she is in her early twenties. The spear in her hand is sharp, and the pieces of jade armor on her body are crystal clear and painted with complicated patterns. They are the jade armor of fetal breath magic weapon.

The price of magic weapons such as armor is high, and its rarity is only slightly worse than that of the Alchemy Furnace. When they broke through Yuting Mountain, they discovered this set. Li Tongya sent it to Li Qinghong, and Li Qinghong sent it to Li Yuanping.

Li Yuanping refused, so he let Li Xi'ao carry him to Yuting Mountain for Li Qinghong. Unfortunately, Li Xi'ao was running around so tired that he was out of breath.

After two steps into the main hall, Li Yuanping, who was at the head, raised his head. The woman in front of him was heroic, standing with a gun, and she was wearing a very eye-catching jade armor. She quickly stood up and said with a smile:

"Sister Hong."

Li Qinghong smiled brightly, stepped forward, with purple meaning in his eyes, looked at Li Yuanping for a while, and said in a rustling voice:

"Your cultivation level is almost overtaken by Xi Zhi's!"

Li Yuanping smiled softly, and Li Ximing on the side stepped forward and said respectfully:

"Ximing has met my aunt!"

"My Danshi is here."

These words made Li Ximing smile shyly. Li Yuanping saw that Li Qinghong's cultivation was refined and he had stayed at the fifth level of Qi training for a while, so he sighed:

"The speed of your and Brother Jiao's cultivation is really astonishing. Back then, Yu Mujian was said to have great talent in practicing Qi before he was thirty years old. You and Brother Jiao are less than thirty, and one is at the fifth level of Qi training and the other is at the sixth level. It's really astonishing. "

Li Qinghong laughed twice and said seriously:

"Then An Jingming is still in his twenties and is practicing at the eighth level. He is incomparable."

Li Yuanping nodded and talked about recent events. Li Qinghong listened carefully, thought for a while, and said:

"I have stayed in the Fei family for a while, and I am familiar with brothers Fei Tongyu and Fei Tongxiao."

Purple meaning flowed in her eyes, and she said softly:

"Fei Tongyu is handsome, elegant and easy-going, but not decisive enough. He can go with the flow but not survive against the odds. Fei Tongxiao is brave and courageous, but sticks to his heart and will not let down the kindness of my family."

It was rare for Li Yuanping to hear news about these two people. As if he had found a treasure, he listened and took notes when he saw Li Qinghong smiling and saying:

"If Fei's family really joins the sect, these two people will definitely be undecided and become enemies of my family. At most, they will be indecisive and play both sides. Don't worry!"

The two chatted for a while, and both felt sad when they thought of today's events. Li Yuanjiao and Li Xuanxuan were walking in from the front of the palace, and Li Xuanxuan had just returned from the market and was in a hurry.

He was over fifty years old, with gray temples and a serious smile. Several juniors rushed up to greet him. The four of them all changed into white clothes and looked at each other. Li Yuanjiao said:

"Up the mountain."

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Meichifeng Cave was discovered by Li Xiangping back then, and he and Li Tongya used Taiyin Xuanguang to break it. Now it has been repaired many times. The bluestone is smooth, the formations are complex, and the two stone lions are majestic.

The four of them stepped on the platform in front of the cave. Li Yuanjiao made a spell and cast a spell, but the door of the cave didn't move at all. He was slightly stunned and frowned:

"Sealed from the inside."

When the three of them saw this, they all looked at Li Qinghong. She was trained in marksmanship and also practiced thunder-like skills. She was best at destroying them. Li Yuanping held up his hands and said:

"Sorry, eldest sister."

Hearing this, Li Qinghong held the gun forward and confessed secretly in his heart. Then he waved the spear and accumulated strength to hold it against the stone door. Thunder surged from the spear, flowing endlessly and converging on the tip of the spear.

"drink!"

Li Qinghong used his strength to swing the spear, turned around and slashed it down. A rich purple color appeared on the tip of the spear, and it transformed into the posture of a dragon, opened its teeth and claws, and hit the stone door.

It was the "Wandering Dragon's Shadow" sent by the Fei family five years ago. It was good at breaking formations and slaying enemies. Li Qinghong had mastered it after practicing for many years, so it was just used here.

"boom!"

The formation on the stone gate was originally a large formation focusing on gathering breath and spirit. It suddenly lit up and shattered. Li Yuanjiao and Li Xuanxuan on the side were already ready. They pressed their hands on the wall to resolve the aftermath and protect the stone gate with their magic power. ontology.

Until the last ray of purple lightning disappeared, Li Yuanjiao took a long breath and slowly pushed the stone door open.

"call--"

At the entrance of the stone door, a gust of cold wind blew past them, flowing in all directions and flying towards the sky. The three of them carefully stepped onto the steps and entered together.

The stone bed collapsed. The young man in white put his chin on his hands and placed a sword on his knees. His eyes were closed and his black hair was disheveled. There was green water all over the floor. The stone table in front of the door was dripping with dew.

The four of them stared at the young man on the cave in trance, and then they worshiped together. They saw that the young man in white suddenly turned into blue spiritual water, and scattered coral, glass, mica, basalt and other objects on the ground.

Li Yuanjiao took a step forward and saw that there were ink marks on the stone table. It was three-quarters of the way into the stone. The handwriting was flying and phoenixes were dancing, and the iron paintings were painted with silver hooks:

"Five years after my death, my eyes were made of glass and can be placed in a box for burial. My bones and flesh were turned into mica and basalt. I hope that my descendants will abandon them in the mountain streams so that craftsmen can pick them up and use them as a foundation or a building."

"The five internal organs are turned into blue water, which can be thrown into the rivers, allowing me to see the scenery of the world. The rest of the things are turned into corals and talc, which are scattered in the mountains and forests, and can be used as medicine, paintings, or makeup for women."

"The Li family's descendants are the only ones who can pass through the cliff."

In the room, the four people were silent and had different expressions. Li Xuanxuan only touched the stone table with his hand, while Li Yuanjiao took out the jade box, picked up the two pieces of glass, and placed them carefully.

Then he took down the fallen Qing Chi Sword, held them together in his arms, and said to Li Qinghong:

"I also asked my little sister to take pictures of the black rocks and mica, collect the spiritual water, and go search for the mountains and rivers. I will send my uncle back to the ancestral hall first."

Li Qinghong lowered his head and knelt in front of the collapse. He was lost in thought. He didn't know what he was thinking. He counted his breaths before saying:

"good."

She took out the jade box and picked up the black and white crystal clear spiritual objects on the floor one by one. Then she cast a spell to collect the blue and blue spiritual water on the floor into a water ball. She held it in her hands and rode the wind away.

After fluttering away from Lijing Mountain, Li Qinghong flew quietly for a while, looking around, and finally found a mountain stream.

The mountain springs were tinkling, orchids were everywhere, and there was a mortal village not far away. It was in line with Li Tongya's wishes, so he took out the mica and basalt from the jade box and sank them one by one into the spring water.

After doing all this, Li Qinghong just sat down aside, holding his chin and staring.

"woo woo woo woo…"

She was stunned for a moment, looked around with red eyes, and then she saw a fox with red fur sitting by the stream, howling loudly.

Li Qinghong hesitated for a moment, stood up cautiously, and said respectfully:

"Junior Li Qinghong, I have met my senior!"

"damn it."

The fox cursed, looked up at Li Qinghong, spat out a piece of spiritual grass, and cursed:

"Li Tongya sealed the mark I left on him. I didn't know this guy was dead until just now. I went to the mountains to find medicine for him in vain! It was all in vain!"

While cursing, the fox lowered his head, glanced at her listlessly, picked up a piece of mica from the river, threw the spiritual grass back into his mouth, and shouted:

"I was going to look for Li Tongya, but I saw you burying him. I stopped by to take a look."

So he rose up on the evil wind and disappeared into the sky like a gust of black wind, heading deep into the Dali Mountains.

Li Qinghong paused on the spot, bowed slowly in the direction it left, and rode the wind to find the river.

The cold mountain stream regained its tranquility. The dew was dripping and the stream was swirling. After a long while, a person slowly emerged from the void.

This man was dressed in white, loose-fitting clothes, with a sapphire jade on the front of his clothes. His face was blurred, and there was a sword hanging precariously on his waist. He stood with his hands behind his back.

He lowered his head and looked at the mica and basalt in the stream. He lifted up his white cloth shoes and kicked them lightly. The stones rolled into the stream.

"Li Tongya."