Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Li Yuanping was riding a horse. He was overly excited and felt like he was about to cough again. The uniform on his body was cold and cold, and the inside was wet and sticky with sweat. Li Ximing, who was holding the horse's head in his arms, was vaguely aware of it and asked:

"How is dad's health lately..."

"Ah."

Li Yuanping didn't answer, with a pale face. When the horse arrived in front of the chariot with the black flag flying, he turned over and dismounted. Dou Yi on the side quickly took the reins. Li Yuanping replied:

"Let's take this horse to... Xi'an for transportation. There is no need to prepare a car for travel starting tomorrow."

He stooped into the car and began to take off his armor. Li Ximing wisely lit the brazier in the car. Li Yuanping coughed twice, sat down next to the brazier, and said warmly:

"Sitting high in the palace, letters from various towns are always full of peace in the world. In the past few months, I have been reading it again and using my feet to see it with my own eyes, and I finally feel at ease."

"Then Li Jiman also saw it. Ming'er, what do you think of this person?"

Li Ximing's face was slightly golden red when illuminated by the fire. He flicked the charcoal fire twice with a wooden stick, seeming to be recalling something, and replied:

"Children see him as arrogant, stingy and cold."

"kindness."

Li Yuanping nodded in response and said warmly:

"In your opinion, is it better for the Shanyue Kingdom to fall into the hands of the Tian family or to fall into the hands of Li Jiman?"

Li Ximing frowned slightly and said:

"My child feels that it makes no difference no matter who hands it falls to. It just depends on which party can bring greater benefits to my family... The land beyond the mountains is vast, so the spiritual rice that has been paid now may be too little."

Li Yuanping didn't expect to hear much profound insights from the child, so he sighed in a low voice and replied:

"It's not just Shanyue. As the clan grows, overt and covert fighting prevails in the seven towns. The prominent clans and branches fight fiercely. If it weren't for the suppression by the clan's main courtyard and the Jade Court Guard, there might be more dirty things."

"The clan has been through five generations so far. If we count it from the day when our ancestors returned and established their business, it has been nearly a hundred years. It is easy to get things done but hard to run a family. This is why."

The father and son were talking in the car. The leading spirit horse snorted and stopped moving forward. Dou Yi shouted outside:

"Master, we are in town."

Li Yuanping took his eldest son out of the car, and Dou Yi came over and whispered:

"Master, Chen Donghe and others are already waiting in the palace."

"Um."

Li Yuanping stepped into the hall. Although he was just a fetal breath monk, the several qi-training monks in the hall all avoided the seats. Li Yuanping took a seat at the top, first looked at Chen Donghe aside, and said politely:

"Uncle, what is this?"

Chen Donghe is now in his fifties and has reached the fourth level of Qi training. He has gentle eyes, gently cupped his hands, and replied:

"I have packed my luggage and am going to the west bank with Jing Tian."

Li Yuanping nodded suddenly, picked up a storage bag on the case, quickly walked down a few steps, handed it into Chen Donghe's hands, and said in a deep voice:

"These are the talismans and spirit stones prepared at home. Two monks from Shanyue have been prepared in the town to do some minor things for my uncle... Take care of yourself, uncle!"

Chen Donghe and his wife had originally intended to travel around. What they said to the outside world was that the couple was going out to explore, but in fact they were going to the desert of the Jin Yu Sect in the west to collect [Jin Yang Huang Yuan].

This matter was originally a secret matter. When he heard that Li Yuanping said that he wanted to bring the two Shanyue's miscellaneous spirits with him, Chen Donghe suddenly raised his head and saw Li Yuanping smiling:

"Uncle, don't worry. These two are bound by many bonds and have sworn the Xuanjing Spiritual Oath, so they can be used together."

Shanyue's martial arts are simple and simple, and are consistent with the blood of the various tribes in Shanyue. They are easy to practice but not effective. Therefore, there have been five miscellaneous Qi monks in these years, and they only have various spiritual herbs, which are of no use.

It would take twenty years to collect Jinyanghuangyuan alone. Chen Donghe naturally knew what Li Yuanping meant. He nodded understandingly and thanked him. It was hard to say anything because there were outsiders present. He immediately accepted the bag and left. .

It wasn't until Chen Donghe left that Li Xiya took a step forward and said respectfully:

"Reporting to the head of the family, the spiritual rice and spiritual objects from Dongshanyue in the past five years have been offered as offerings. There are 2,100 kilograms of spiritual rice, 200 pieces of Bai Yuanguo, 200 kilograms of yellow jade spiritual rice, and ten kinds of miscellaneous spiritual objects. .”

He paused and replied:

"A total of seventy spirit stones are worth it! They have been delivered to the foot of the mountain."

"good."

Li Yuanping nodded in agreement. The Qingchi Sect was almost freeing up the small clans that practiced fetal breathing and Qi training. They only accepted a few offerings to show their subordination, but they taxed and exploited these aristocratic families heavily.

The Li family is now an aristocratic family, and the spiritual items they have to pay every five years are priceless:

"Ten thousand kilograms of spiritual rice can be broken into one hundred spiritual stones, five hundred white yuan fruits, five hundred kilograms of yellow jade spiritual rice can be broken into one hundred spiritual stones, and the other miscellaneous spiritual objects will cost twenty or thirty pieces... …”

The current output of the Li family can only cover less than half, and the remaining more than a hundred spiritual stones have always been a headache for Li Yuanping.

In previous years, they would come from Guanyunfengfang City to make up for it. They would issue tasks for monks with other surnames and family members to go into the mountains to collect medicine and hunt monsters. Add in the income earned by Li Xuanxuan and others from drawing talismans, and subsidize these family monks. They could barely get four or five. A profit of ten coins.

On the other hand, by fully mining the green black vein in the territory, he could get forty or fifty spiritual stones in five years. The rest was all left to Li Yuanping to make up for it.

"We also need to provide food and supplies for the monks at home..."

When Li Yuanping heard that Li Xibo reported that Shanyue's income this year was not very generous, he suddenly felt a headache. He moved the cup on the table and murmured:

"There is no big formation on Wutu Mountain yet. It is really shabby...it is not a solution to be losing money every year."

Li Xi'ao stood respectfully in front of him. Li Yuanping saw that what he just said was quite fluent and didn't look dull, so he couldn't help but ask:

"What's the situation in Shanyue?"

Li Xi'ao was obviously not mentally prepared. He was slightly startled, thought about it for a few breaths, and said with some uneasiness:

"Tian's assistant...Prince Li Jiman is very brave..."

"alright."

Li Yuanping heard that what Li Xi'an said was not "the Tian family is in power" or "the Tian family controls the government", so he was too lazy to listen any more and said warmly:

"Go practice."

"yes!"

Li Xi'ao bowed his hands and stepped back. Li Yuanping let out a long sigh, turned his head, looked at Li Ximing who was reading carefully at the side, and whispered:

"Xi'ao is dull and honest, gentle and generous. If you manage the family in the future, Brother Yi Xi'ao can help you, but you can't let him take charge of it alone."

Li Ximing still liked the elder brother Li Xi'an quite a lot. He nodded and shook his head for a while, silently burying his head in the book. Fortunately, someone came up from behind and reported:

"Master, there is news from the Yuan family."

"oh?"

Li Yuanping quickly raised his head and saw the man reply:

"Immortal Master Yuan Tuan has arrived at the Fungus Forest Plains. He will arrive at Wangyue Lake when he looks at the sun in the winter moon."

"good!"

Li Yuanping was immediately overjoyed. It was now the third day of November, which meant that Yuan Tuan would arrive in the twelfth day, so he smiled and said:

"Send someone to reply to the letter, saying that my family is waiting for the immortal master Ben to come."

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The rain in Linghai County is continuous. This place belongs to the south of Yue State and is surrounded by mountains. It is dark and humid. The rainwater gathers in the valleys and often floods the low-lying areas.

The young man walked on the water in the dense rainforest for a while. Frogs croaked all over the ground. He frowned and said in a low voice:

"Master, how come you have to go round and round and come back to this bird place?"

"Who knows why Qingchi Sect is crazy?"

The man behind him had wild hair and was rough and fierce. He walked through the black fog and his voice was hoarse:

"But we haven't sent out any relevant foundation building personnel. We can only go through Linghai County first and go to Yishan City on the southern border to have a look!"

"This body is no longer of use. If I hadn't practiced 'Drinking People's Blood' and could suppress this body, this body would have been turned into a pool of pus and blood by the metal..."

The young man narrowed his eyes and said with unclear meaning:

"But master, aren't you looking for some special Taoist foundations? If you break into Yishan City like this, I'm afraid you will never be able to look back and will have to go to the southern border."

"If you get to the depths of southern border, where can you find a body to take for you?"

That young man was Jiang Yan, who had been missing for many years. Many monks were using his banner to cause chaos in Yue Kingdom, but he ran back to Linghai County without anyone noticing.

A trace of suspicion flashed in Jiang Yan's eyes, and he asked tentatively, but Jiang Boqing waved his hand indifferently and replied:

"Your master, I am thirty years old and have established the foundation of the sixty-year-old Zi Mansion. I am extremely talented. I will just think of some solutions when the time comes!"

Jiang Yan shook his hand, laughed, and replied:

"Since the master claims to be a genius who built the Zifu in the 30s and 60s, why did he abandon the golden elixir of the Zifu and instead practice the magic scriptures?"

"Damn it."

The rough man screamed, the lines on his face twisted together as his expression changed, and he said in an evil voice:

"I was a genius at the beginning, so I didn't understand the dirty work of Zifu's golden elixir. I only know that I have never seen anyone with the same immortal foundation as me. I worked hard all day long and later became Zifu——"

"I just found out that Duanmu Kui, the master of his mother-in-law Wushan, cultivates this way!"

The body he controlled was on the verge of collapse, and his expression was distorted and ugly. He could barely tell that he was smiling, and he continued:

"Duanmukui is a man who dominates the whole world. How could I wait for him to take action? I was so frightened that I immediately reduced my magical powers and cut my Taoist base, and used it as a talisman. I lost most of my cultivation, and then I became a stranger."

"oh?"

Jiang Yan looked calm and asked:

"What is seeking emptiness as a talisman?"

Jiang Boqing shook his head, with a hint of pride on his face, and explained:

"This is a method I got from an ancient book. It is to practice your magical power as a talisman, turn your cultivation and Tao foundation into an immortal talisman, and switch from the golden elixir path to the witchcraft path..."

There was a hint of hope on his face, and he said warmly:

"When I was young, I obtained the legacy of a senior from the Huayuan Mansion in January. This technique was among them. It was quite difficult. I only wanted to have a great connection between the three nine properties of the Wuhe blood and the talisman, so I succeeded."

"Practice your cultivation as a talisman..."

Jiang Yan chewed these words, turned around, with tears shining on his face, and whispered:

"Master, are you using my cultivation as a talisman now?"

Jiang Boqing was still chattering on and on. When he heard the words, he suddenly stopped and opened his mouth to curse:

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Jiang Yan became more and more sure, her tears gradually stopped, she stared into his eyes quietly and said in a deep voice:

"Although this disciple does not practice the way of Zifu's golden elixir, he also understands that this path cannot be easily turned around. Turning elixirs into talismans is already the limit, and using the golden nature to occupy it again and again, how can it be so casual? matter!"

His eyes flickered and he said coldly:

"If the disciple's guess is correct, the master's Jinxing has been severely damaged. Now that the Jinxing has collapsed, there will no longer be any chance to occupy the Dao foundation and start a new life!"

"Harmful…!"

Jiang Boqing's angry expression slowly calmed down, then turned into a trace of appreciation, and said softly:

"Yes, I have no chance to seize the body..."

Jiang Yan took a step back slowly, looking at Jiang Boqing's undefended look, a smile appeared on his face, and he said bitterly:

"It seems that you and the Qingchi Sect are the same. No wonder... no wonder the Qingchi Sect is such a giant! I have been wandering around the five counties for many years, and I can't even catch a little monk like me."

"There is a river of blood along the way. Every time I break through a Qingchi Sect stronghold, there are always materials suitable for breakthrough... Those blood and resentments collected for decades are always delivered to me one gourd after another. .”

His pupils were dilated, his fists were about to bleed, and he said sharply:

"Jiang Boqing! What a good show you directed and acted... You and Qingchi each took what you needed and put on a good show!"

"You have never been a monk who seizes any special immortal foundation. You are just a good word to appease me! The Sanjiu True Talisman in my Qihai Cave and the witchcraft blood jar in my Shengyang Mansion are what you are planning! "

His voice echoed in the mountains, leaving Jiang Boqing speechless. The flesh and blood on his face fell off. Jiang Boqing was stunned for a few breaths and replied:

"I have a close relationship with Bu Zi, and the demonic disaster is indeed an exchange of interests between me and the Qingchi Sect... This blood and resentment will be sent to you one by one. You are a smart child, and you have guessed all of these things well."

He paused, shook his head slightly, and replied:

"It's just that my golden nature has been damaged, and I have long lost the possibility of seizing my body. No talisman or magic potion can save me. The two witches on your body were cultivated by me... It's magical and extraordinary, but there is no chance of seizing my body." Basic utility.”

Jiang Boqing's body was covered with blood, but his eyes could be seen to be gentle, and he whispered:

"I only took possession of this body to protect you. Without a special combination of elixirs and techniques, sooner or later this body will die together. I thought I could hide it from you until I send you out of southern Xinjiang..."

Jiang Yan was unmoved, took a step back again, looked at him coldly with a vigilant expression, and replied:

"If you say it's not true, then it's not true? How do you expect me to believe you?"

Jiang Boqing frowned and glanced at him, horrified and frightened, then suddenly moved his tongue and lips and shouted:

"Bah!"

Jiang Boqing closed his lips and teeth and spit out a thunderous shout, which made Jiang Yan's head buzz. Jiang Boqing's expression changed drastically and he cursed:

"Damn, I'm so mesmerized by my magical powers!"

Jiang Yan's eyes became clear for a moment, and he was stunned for a moment. Then he saw Jiang Boqing pulling him up, riding the wind and shouting:

"Leave quickly, he is blocking us with his magical powers, we must be not far away!"

"Zi Mansion?!"

Jiang Yan suddenly had cold hair on his body, activated his whole body of magic power to fly on the wind, and asked:

"Aren't you colluding with Qingchi Zonghang? Why are you sent by Zifu to chase you!"

"They are probably my enemies back then!"

Jiang Boqing's body was big and thick, with a head full of messy hair. He cursed a few times, kept calculating in his mind, and said in disbelief:

"How is it possible?! Who can count!"

The two of them had just flown for a breath, and the shoal wind between heaven and earth stopped abruptly. The wind condensed by magic power under their feet also stopped flowing. Black streams of light appeared in the void in front of them, and the colors of Zifu's magical power spurted out.

"Senior Jiang."

This young man walked slowly out of Taixu. He was wearing a simple Taoist robe, with handsome features. He was holding a dharma bead in his hand, and it was so gray that there was nothing magical about it.

"You have today too."

"Qing Jifang..."

Jiang Boqing stared at the young man. It was obvious that this person's appearance here was beyond Jiang Boqing's expectation. Even his intentions were not sure, so he said solemnly:

"What do you want?"

The purple manor monk's robe floated away, he gently turned the magic bead in his hand, stared at him quietly, and said:

"Senior, don't be nervous. I, the junior, have many questions to ask, such as "Answers to the Beggar's Questions", or Shangyuan Jianxian, Xiao Chuting, Tang Yuanwu..."

"What are you planning? Whose hands did the fairy book fall into in the end... I, Chang Huaishan, am very curious... I would like to ask senior to go back to the Kingdom of Wu with me."