Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Wang Xuncai entered the Li family's territory, and Lu Jiangxian, who was immersed in research, immediately woke up.

Lu Jiangxian has now set several nodes for his patrolling consciousness to wake him up: the death of the direct line of the Li family, the appearance of the Zifu aura, the breakthrough of the Li family to build the foundation...

He himself is using witchcraft to fiddle with the memory fragments of Viola Lotus Maha, trying to find out the origin of the "Golden Palace Huangyuan Jue" or clues to the Purple Mansion chapter.

Wang Xun's sword energy soaring into the sky was as dazzling as a big ball of light. He woke up Lu Jiangxian and looked at the young man with some confusion.

"Isn't it the Golden Pill Dao of Zifu?!"

Lu Jiangxian's spiritual consciousness hovered over this man for a while, but he felt that his destiny was empty and had no trace. He was probably protected by the magic of an expert and did not want to be associated with the world.

Looking at it again, a golden sword box emerged from Wang Xun's tall and broad back. The patterns were complicated, and most of the carvings were cloud patterns, a total of one hundred and twenty-eight.

There are sixteen sword holes in the box, and ten swords have been collected. They are all hidden inside, and their shapes cannot be seen clearly.

"Supernatural power...or destiny?"

The sword box on Wang Xun's back was hard to see, but it was quite magical. It was obviously a supernatural power, but it was filled with the flavor of destiny. Lu Jiangxian was now considered to be quite virtuous. After observing it carefully for a while, he started to make some calculations in his mind.

"This northern cultivator of immortality... is a fellow cultivator of life and death. They are both convinced and seeking sex, and they also have supernatural powers to support their lives... It's difficult, it's really difficult!"

Lu Jiangxian took a look at the sword box and was careful not to use his spiritual consciousness to explore it carefully. After all, he was a descendant of the golden elixir, so there was no guarantee that there might be some shady tricks on him.

After taking a careful look at the young man in front of him, Lu Jiangxian had a strong hunch that this was the most orthodox and original method of cultivation in this world. Avenue!

"But if you practice like this, it will be too difficult... Can one of a thousand spiritual orifices get started? I think it is rare. If the current Li family is allowed to practice this technique, I am afraid that no one can get started. The spell can create a spark. It’s all pretty awesome…”

Lu Jiangxian stared at the sword box, with countless mysterious thoughts in his mind. He couldn't help but praise it and sighed:

"Fellow practitioner of life!"

Compared with this Immortal Technique, the Zifu Golden Elixir Dao is completely different. First, it nourishes the wheel and absorbs Qi. When it reaches the ninth level of Qi training, it then goes to build an Immortal Foundation to practice magical powers. After practicing the magical powers, it can then seek sex and swallow the same kind. Immortal foundation promotes cultivation...

If Wang Xunxiu's Immortal Path is to climb up the mountain in an upright manner, Zifu's Golden Elixir Path is to walk on a simple path, smashing and grabbing as he goes. There is no need to seek enlightenment and one step further. power.

"No wonder Zifu's golden elixir method is so popular. After all, it has lowered the threshold of practice too much..."

Lu Jiangxian stared at him for a while, and gradually began to make some assumptions about the battle between immortals and demons many years ago, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.

Seeing Li Yuanping losing his sense of control for the first time in several years, Lu Jiangxian smiled softly. He could sense that the young man had no ill intentions at all, and even wished he had less contact with the Li family to avoid being involved in the world, let alone killing him.

"Not sure is a good thing!"

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The side yard at the foot of the mountain.

"Exactly, my true king is Xiaojin, the first of the three remaining golds in the sea... uh."

Wang Xun nodded, vaguely aware that something was wrong. He was probably talking too much, so he explained:

"Fellow Taoist Yuanping, I am new to the south of the Yangtze River. I don't know the customs of the south. I came here this time to ask for something. I am not trying to use force to pressure others. If there is any offense, please don't be offended..."

"Don't dare! Don't dare!"

Li Yuanping still couldn't believe it and wished he could talk more. Looking at his sincere expression, he quickly responded with a few words, secretly calculating in his mind, and asked:

"Although my family is somewhat famous in this area, our family's business is small and not worth mentioning. I don't know what attracted senior to visit us?"

"It's a long story."

Wang Xun responded, a smile appeared on the young man's face, and he replied:

"What I, Wang, practice is not the Zifu Jindan Dao in Jiangnan, but the ancient method of subduing Qi and nourishing one's nature. This Dao has been lost in Jiangnan for a long time. If I want to tell the master of the family in detail, I am afraid it will take three days and three nights. "

"According to Jiangnan Dao Cultivator's understanding, if I want to cultivate the magical power 'Yang Qing Ming', I must acquire one hundred and twenty-eight sword energy and sixteen sword intent, and become my own master to cultivate this magical power."

He picked up the jade cup and smiled, stared at Li Yuanping expectantly, and replied:

"There are more than a hundred people in my clan who have mastered the sword energy. I have already gathered all the sword energy. However, this sword energy is rare. The Wang family only has two. I will go out to find the rest on my own in order to achieve Taoism."

"So I went to ask my father. The old man counted his fingers and said that there were four sword immortals in the south of the Yangtze River and two spiritual swords that could be harvested."

Hearing this, Li Yuanping probably had an idea in his mind and understood why this person came. Then he saw Wang Xun take a sip of tea and said a little shyly:

"When I got to the lake, I also secretly made a prediction. The nobles have a spiritual sword. This sword lives in Lijing Mountain and is called [Green Ruler]."

Putting down the jade cup, Wang Xun stood up solemnly, shook his sleeves, took a step back, and said respectfully:

"I also ask the master of the family to borrow the sword and have a look at it. It will become my path. I will be very grateful!"

Wang Xun just lightly cupped his hands and lowered his head slightly without bending down. Although his words were respectful, his behavior seemed a bit arrogant. Li Yuanping thought he was from the immortal clan and didn't notice anything different. He never thought that Wang Xun's face looked so different. Embarrassed, he then said:

"You are facing your fate, so you must not bend your body to serve others, for fear of harming the head of the family, please do not take offense!"

When Li Yuanping heard this statement for the first time, his eyes suddenly lit up and he remembered it in his heart. He said he didn't dare and replied:

"The [Green Ruler Sword] is the treasure of my clan. It is both a magical weapon and a sacrificial weapon. This matter is quite serious. Yuan Ping has to report it to the clan and ask the elders to make a decision. Please wait a moment."

"Okay, okay, that should be the case!"

Wang Xun nodded in response, and Li Yuanping walked out, whispered a few words to Li Wen outside the door, told him the details, and asked him to go to the mountain to recover.

Seeing this fool go out, Li Yuanping returned to the palace, thinking brightly:

"This man has a lot of knowledge. Every piece of information is secret information passed down by ordinary sects. Why not take advantage of this rare opportunity to learn more about it? This is a true king's family tradition, and it is difficult to buy it with a lot of money."

Before he spoke, Wang Xun said excitedly:

"A noble kendo heir, also surnamed Li, lives in Wangyue Lake. Is this the former Yuehua Yuanfu Donghua Zhenren clan?"

The name sounded unfamiliar to Li Yuanping, so he only replied:

"No, my family is descended from the ancestor of Kida, who was just a foundation-building immortal cultivator. The ancestors are no longer known. I have never heard of the real person's name."

Wang Xun nodded and said with a smile:

"The real person's common surname is Li, and his given name is Jiang Qun. He is a master of swordsmanship. He is also famous in our Yinghua County. He was also a high-ranking cultivator in Wangyue Ze."

"It turns out he is a descendant of the Immortal Mansion."

Speaking of this matter, several direct descendants of the Li family had privately suspected it, but firstly, there was no evidence to prove it, and secondly, the cause and effect on Li Jiangqun was too great. The Li family was just a small aristocratic family, and it was too much to avoid it. How could they dare to get involved.

At the moment, I just changed the topic, tested the position of the Qi Yang Xing Yi, and said with a smile:

"I heard that the north has become a place for Hu Jie to practice Buddhism. I never thought that there were still people of my generation."

"this……"

Wang Xun paused and explained:

"Although Hu Jie went south to become a Buddhist cultivator, there are still many cave heavens and blessed places in the north that are in seclusion, and there are even several small Fang countries that are not under the control of Buddhist cultivators... What's more..."

He smiled awkwardly and replied:

"I believe in the Tao of Qi and Yang Xing and I fought with you, the Zifu Jindan Tao, a thousand years ago. Although we have often joined forces due to circumstances in the past hundred years, we are not really the same Taoist..."

"That's it! I was the one who was offended."

Li Yuanping chuckled and suddenly realized in his heart. Although he was quite curious about this so-called belief in cultivating one's moral integrity, he did not dare to peek into other people's ethics. After all, the young man in front of him was ignorant of the world and not stupid. He was just making clichés.

Seeing Li Yuanping's apology, Wang Xun felt a little guilty and quickly added:

"There is no good or evil in Tao, only man-made things. Xunfei is the kind of person who judges good and evil based on Taoism. Years ago, I went to the Xiuyue Sect to ask for a sword from Senior Shangyuan, and I had a very pleasant conversation with him..."

"Master Shangyuan."

Li Yuanping listened to this name that he had only heard in rumors and replied:

"The real person is a swordsman who is only inferior to the golden elixir. He must have unparalleled swordsmanship."

"It's really awesome."

Wang Xun sighed, with a serious look on his face for the first time, and replied:

"His sword is so astonishing. One side is ethereal and comes out of the dust to eliminate demons and slay evil. The other side is the vast white snow and is bone-piercingly cold. Even my True Lord has never seen a person with such two sword intentions in one body."

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Li Wen at the other end got the order, and his muffled voice rose in the wind. The courtyard on the mountain was quiet. Li Yuanjiao in black stood in the courtyard, his face gloomy and motionless.

Xiao Guiluan held his hand quietly, without saying a word, and there was a look of worry on her face. Now she has also made a breakthrough in Qi training, and her skills are full of vitality, which can warm injuries and detoxify.

"Brother."

Li Qinghong also had a solemn face, holding the spear in silence, and then said after a long while:

"That's what I said. Leaving Brother Ping alone at the foot of the mountain makes me feel very uncomfortable."

"There's nothing you can do about it..."

Li Yuanjiao gritted his teeth and lowered his eyebrows:

"After all... there is no room for caring about the love between children now. I swore before my uncle's death that nothing will happen to you and me."

"Give me that gun!"

Li Qinghong responded in a muffled voice. Li Yuanjiao was slightly startled, but took out a jade box from the storage bag and whispered:

"I thought about it when I came here and brought it over. My uncle said that this gun is powerful and unruly. It will destroy people's vitality and reduce their life span. When he got it, he never used it, unless he practiced Qi. The pinnacle cannot be left in your hands.”

"But if something really big goes wrong, putting this gun in your hands will give you a little more chance of escaping..."

He handed over the jade box in his hand, and Li Qinghong quickly took it. Hearing the creak of the courtyard door, several foreign surnames such as Lianqi and guest officials arrived in a hurry. They responded in unison and stepped into the courtyard.

After greeting several people, Li Qinghong gently opened the jade box and saw a spear lying inside.

This gun is all silver in color, its head is seven inches long, its tip is square and as flat as buckwheat, its shaft is six feet long, its patterns are complex, its Dharma light flows, but its whole body is the same color, and you can't recognize it unless you look closely.

As soon as he opened it, the gun seemed to have accumulated anger for many years. It exploded with a burst of white lightning and jumped out of the box. Li Qinghong grabbed it with one hand and took it down.

"drink!"

The delicate purple meaning flowed in her almond eyes. Li Qinghong made a muffled sound, with a look of surprise. When he turned his hand, the spear slowly became docile, and streaks of purple lightning emerged, obediently in her white and rosy palms. lie down.

"The name of the gun?"

This spear has no traces on its body. The person who forged it never left a name on the body, so the owner of the spear must be identified. Li Yuanjiao was also curious for a long time. When he saw Li Qinghong taming the spear, he kept asking.

Li Qinghong opened his jade-like fingers, grasped and turned, the spear turned like a white light, from flat to forehand in the blink of an eye, straightened on the ground, the flat and long tip of the spear pointed diagonally at the ground, buzzing ring.

"[Du Ruo]!"

Li Qinghong had a clear voice and bright eyes. He was dressed in jade armor and long boots. His already heroic appearance coupled with this spear gave him a thrilling look and attracted everyone's attention.

Most of the qi-training monks in the family were present. Tian Youdao, An Junyan and others were the oldest, but they were still calm. Tian Zhongqing and Xu Gongming both lost their minds for a while, and then hurriedly looked away.

Mrs. Dou, who was wearing a red dress, looked at her niece with envy.

"good!"

Li Yuanjiao couldn't help but praise, showing a hint of pride. He didn't have time to find out why the gun had such a name, and thought to himself:

"Qinghong's whole body, I'm afraid the sect disciples' equipment is just like this. Sooner or later, this gun of mine will be famous all over the world!"

Du Ruoqiang is also considered good among foundation-building magic weapons. The Li family has not seen many foundation-building magic weapons, but the Qingchi Sword and this spear are obviously stronger than the Yu Family's Jade Smoke Mountain.

Li Yuanjiao adjusted his mood slightly and coughed twice. Tian Zhongqing and Xu Gongming, who kept looking at Li Qinghong, felt slightly embarrassed and said in a deep voice:

"A heretic monk at the foundation-building level came to the house. He was waiting at the foot of the mountain. He happened to bump into the ancestor who had gone out to look for opportunities to break through to the middle stage of foundation-building. He was far in the north..."

The doubts in the minds of several people were suddenly solved. Tian Youdao stroked his long beard and said in a clear voice:

"I'm just afraid that this person is a demonic cultivator... If he goes crazy, I'm afraid there will be a river of blood!"

Tian Zhongqing and Xu Gongming looked at each other, and they suddenly understood. Then they understood why they called a few people up the mountain. If that person was really a demon cultivator, it is estimated that only this Sun Yi Xuanguang Array could withstand one or two...

"Thank you, Master, for your protection!"

An Yuyan flattered her, looking a little ugly. After all, his wife and children were still at the foot of the mountain. Concubine Li had given birth to two sons and a daughter for him, both of whom had spiritual acupoints, which was considered very rare.

Li Yuanjiao shook his head slightly and responded:

"The clan's main courtyard has picked up all the direct descendants, wives and daughters, and they are now at the foot of the mountain."

As soon as these words came out, several people immediately relaxed. Li Yuanping had a plan for a long time, and it was done carefully, which relieved a lot of burden on Li Yuanjiao. After all, these people might be required to guard the formation later, and it would be easier to do their best without worries.

When Liu Changdie originally built the Riyi Xuanguang Formation, he left eight high platforms that could relay blessings to the formation. Now there are exactly eight people who are fully activating the Riyi Xuanguang Formation. The foundation is not so easy to break.

Li Wen is still at the bottom of the mountain...

Just as Li Yuanjiao was thinking, a man fell into the courtyard riding the wind. He was a huge figure with a big golden melon in one hand. He looked very fierce. It was Li Wen.

Li Wen landed on his front feet, bowed with his back feet, and said respectfully:

"Master!..."

After finishing what Li Yuanping said, he opened the door and introduced the situation. Li Yuanjiao nodded lightly, waved his hand and said:

"First go to your positions and guard them."

All the guests and ministers nodded and dispersed. Li Qinghong pointed out a position for Li Wen to go to, and then turned around and said:

"Brother! Can you believe it?"

"It's somewhat believable."

Li Yuanjiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and Li Qinghong reminded:

"I'm afraid Brother Ping will be confused by the magic."

Li Yuanjiao's heart moved, he had a plan, and he replied:

“Just take a look and you’ll know!”

So he turned around and went to the hospital, and soon he took out a small blue-gray mirror. Li Qinghong suddenly understood. Li Yuanjiao closed his eyes and looked at the mountain in concentration.

Sitting next to the small case in the side courtyard is a young man in white clothes, with a Taoist crown on his head and an ordinary face. This man has a calm aura, is quite transparent in front of the law, and even has an immortal spirit. At first glance, he is not a bad person.

At this time, Wang Xun was sipping tea from a jade cup, with a peach wood sword on his lap. The cuffs of his Taoist robe were embroidered with gold patterns, and he carried a sword box on his back. The golden light was shining and somewhat illusory.

"Sword box?"

I worked overtime today and almost missed it.