Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Three days passed in a blink of an eye. Wang Xun handed the Green Ruler Sword into the hands of the Li family and only said:

"It's better than I thought. I only lost 10% of my sword power. Thank you a lot."

So he flew away in the wind as if running away, not even daring to say a word. The two brothers looked at each other, it seemed that this man really didn't want to be tainted by the world. He had asked for help before, so he was willing to say more.

The two of them, one holding a sword and the other a blue jade box, returned to the small courtyard on the mountain in the rain, where a group of Li family members were already waiting.

The rain is dripping on the mountain, and the courtyard is silent. There are a bunch of jade bottles on the plain and smooth table, some big or small, some green and some white, full of spiritual energy.

At the other end were five or six jade vases, placed in isolation.

"That's probably it..."

After Li Yuanjiao explained all the causes and consequences, he whispered:

"Currently, 70% of the elixirs in the market are from the Qingchi Sect, and only 20% to 30% are from the Xiao family and the Yuan family. Wait and see how to deal with it."

At the bottom, all the direct monks of the Li family have arrived. Li Qinghong is holding a gun by his side and saying nothing, while Li Yuanping is bowing his head in deep thought. Several members of the Xiyue generation are kneeling down at the bottom, with different expressions.

Seeing that Li Yuanping and Li Qinghong were silent, Li Yuanjiao turned his attention to the oldest Li Xi'an and motioned for him to speak.

Li Xi'ao was in a daze. When he saw this, he straightened his knees and straightened up. After thinking for a while, he replied:

"In my nephew's opinion, although these medicines are precious, they are made with human lives. My family has always put the family tradition in order, nourishing the people, and passing on the right way to the family. It is best to abandon this medicine..."

Li Xi'ao has made considerable progress in handling affairs in Shanyue. He speaks much more fluently. He means that the medicine can no longer be used, and there is nothing else. Li Yuanjiao only nodded and looked at Li Xijun.

Li Xijun was wearing a white robe with silver embroidery, which made him look even more handsome. With red lips and white teeth, he said respectfully:

"From my perspective, this junior, since my family doesn't use this medicine, I will send the elixir to a shop in the market together and exchange it into spiritual stones at a slightly lower price. This can not only quickly enrich the family treasury, but also make some money."

"Then I sent someone to open up the path between Xiao and Yuan's family, and relied on connections. From then on, I could only purchase medicine from the two families, not from the market, and the matter was settled."

"good!"

Li Xijun had only been up for a few dozen breaths, but he had already given a set of strategies. Li Yuanjiao's eyes lit up when he heard that Li Ximing at the edge also said softly:

"My nephew has not yet broken through Yujing, so he cannot start refining the elixir. This matter will still have to be left to Xiao and Yuan's family for several years. The eighth brother's method must be completed. I only have one doubt about this elixir."

Li Ximing paused, thought for a moment, raised his head and said:

"Using blood and energy to make elixirs is rumored to be from a different family. The number and quality of the elixirs produced are much higher. Is there only benefits and no consequences? I'm afraid the harm is far greater and no one knows about it."

As soon as he said these words, the three people above him raised their eyebrows slightly. After all, Li Ximing had read the alchemy book and understood the alchemy way better than many others. He continued:

"What my nephew means is that even if...even if it is not because this medicine is related to someone's life, don't take it...Who knows what the risks are? The pills leaked from the family are not as popular as those of the Qingchi Sect. You have to get them in exchange. It’s easy, why not?”

"good."

The three people above looked at each other, and Li Yuanping smiled and said:

"Back off first."

The three people left in response, the courtyard door creaked shut, and the formation that isolated the inside and outside began to operate. Li Yuanping then smiled and said:

"The younger generation has made progress."

Li Yuanjiao nodded slightly and said:

"Although Xi'an talks nonsense, he is no longer as dull as before. It's always good to be willing to learn and grow...but my Xijun is a practical person."

Li Xijun's strategy was all completed, which really made the three of them happy. Li Qinghong hugged Du Ruoqiang, looked much more relaxed, and said softly:

"Xi Ming can make plans, Xi Jun can make strategies. It's Brother Ping who taught me well."

Li Yuanjiao immediately put away the medicines on the table, thinking about how to find a suitable way from the Xiao family without owing any favors. After much deliberation, he decided to go through Xiao Yuansi, and said with a smile on his face:

"Three generations of my family have taught by example and history, and the family tradition is strict. Only then can we have such children."

After being blessed by the Dharma Jian Xuanguang and being rushed by the children of Xi Ming generation, the mood of the three of them relaxed a lot. Li Yuanjiao took a long breath, picked up the jade box on the case, and finally said a little more relaxedly in his voice:

"This spiritual root [Wanling Flower] is finally a foundation-level spiritual root. It needs to be watered by a spiritual spring. There is a spiritual spring on Huaqian Mountain. It can be one of a kind."

The spiritual spring on Huaqian Mountain has a long history. As early as the Wanjia period, the formation genius Wan Huaqian used this spring to construct formations. Now in the hands of the Li family, this spiritual spring is mostly used to water spiritual objects, hoping to save money in three or four years. One more crop will help subsidize the family that is running a deficit every year.

"According to Wang Xun, the Wanling flower cannot be held with gold or jade. When it blooms, it can be caught with wooden chopsticks and collected in a bamboo box."

Li Yuanjiao gave instructions and reminded:

"This flower doesn't tolerate people crying. It will thank you when it hears crying. You must also be careful."

Li Qinghong nodded and took it, and said solemnly:

"I have been guarding Huaqian Mountain in the past few years, looking at this spiritual root."

"What happened to the two things I mentioned last time?"

When Li Yuanping heard his brother's question, he said:

"The situation in Shanyue is getting worse. The Tian family is very cooperative. The days are almost here. These fat-headed and big-eared Shanyue nobles are lambs waiting to be slaughtered. They surrendered to my family in time, so they were not touched."

"Now they are getting more and more arrogant. They even try to embezzle spiritual objects and kill a group of them to make money for their family."

Li Qinghong had never managed a family and was not good at political strategy. He only frowned and asked:

"Why don't we kill them all and send my family to Shanyue? Why do we still keep this group of wild boars?"

"Sister."

Li Yuanping smiled softly and replied:

"It would be just as greedy if it were my own family, and it would also waste the manpower of the clan's main court to supervise. When the time comes when all the branches have benefited and join forces, it will be difficult to kill and it will be troublesome to pull out."

"oh."

Li Qinghong frowned and said in a clear voice:

"It's just that when I return to the mountain this time, I see that all the branches at the foot of the mountain have nothing to do. They only focus on marrying wives, taking concubines, and throwing pots and running dogs. I'm afraid it's inappropriate."

Li Yuanping nodded and continued:

"Eldest sister can also see that something is wrong. These guys are just doing nothing. They are using their power and shamelessness to secretly invade people's fields and steal people's wealth. Some of them combine with businessmen to help each other with power and wealth."

"In the past, the number of people was small, and the clan's main courtyard could suppress them. Now that the family is in trouble, the more clan members there are, the monks have to free up their hands to cultivate spiritual objects, and cannot waste it on them... This is the second thing in my hands."

So he turned around and gave Li Yuanjiao some tea, and said with a smile:

"What my brother said, I found an opportunity and need to visit the families on the east coast."

He took out a gray map from the desk and whispered:

"The north of my home is Huazhong, the two mountains of Yuting, bordering the Yu family, and the east of Yuting bordering the families on the east bank. There are two families adjacent to my home, one with the surname Rui and the other with the surname Pu."

"Both of these two families only have fetal breath monks. Their ancestors were enlightened by the Xiao family. They occupy a small broken mountain and unite with several surrounding families to send out monks in turns to mine the local Lingbi mineral veins for the Xiao family."

Li Yuanping paused and explained to his brother and sister:

"Do you still remember the Ding family?"

"nature."

Li Qinghong sipped her tea and replied:

"The Yuan family is a vassal, and the small clan that buffers my Li family is sandwiched between the three families."

"good."

Li Yuanping nodded and continued:

"After all, the Ding family has several qi practitioners, including Ding Xiding, who is in the late stage of qi training. Both families originally offered sacrifices to the Ding family. Later, the ancestor broke through the foundation and was so scared that Ding Xiding, the Ding family, came to visit. Even the house next to my house Both families have lost it and don’t dare to ask for it.”

"So these two families stopped paying tribute and sent several gifts to my family. Seeing that there was no movement in my family, they became free and happy. They have been quite comfortable in the past few years, but they have many conflicts, attacking each other and plundering mortals."

"Plunder mortals?"

After Li Yuanjiao heard this, he had some ominous premonitions. Li Yuanping had obviously inquired clearly and whispered:

"I also felt strange, so I sent someone to inquire about it for a while."

"It turns out that the Xiao family only wanted the Lingbi mine and did not ask for donations, but the Ding family and the Yu family did. Therefore, the families on the east coast have been short of manpower since ancient times, and the offerings are still heavy. Mortals are the only ones who do not need cleverness, but produce a lot. s things……"

When Li Yuanping said this, everything was ready to come out. After all, it was the territory of the Demon Sect. Li Yuanjiao had heard about this matter. Similar kind of business had been done between casual cultivators and the Yu family. He was even a little used to it, so he just nodded silently.

"I want to intervene in the land of various families on the east coast and support one or two small Qi-practicing clans. I will take this opportunity to recruit more than 2,000 people from the branches. The names have been chosen. They are sneaky dandies and idlers."

Li Yuanjiao nodded suddenly, with satisfaction in his narrow eyes. Li Yuanping's gray-black eyes were rounder than Li Yuanjiao's, similar to Li Qinghong's, and equally cunning and shrewd.

"When the time came, I deliberately asked Xi Bo to lead the troops. Bo'er was kind-hearted and gentle and couldn't bear to scold them. These dandies were not good people at all. They went out of the border and entered other houses. They didn't listen to orders and didn't say anything, so they attacked. Mountain, how many people can bear not to show their true colors?"

He took a sip of tea and whispered:

"When the time comes, some people will be killed, some punished, and some released. Which ethnic group will dare to say anything about this serious crime? Once this battle is over, there will be at least forty years of officialdom to govern Qingming."

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Under the mountain city.

"Tick."

After all, it is adjacent to the southern border. Yishan City receives a lot of rain. The heavy rain fell down and fell into the blood on the ground. The muddy water and blood mixed with each other and turned into a gray-red color.

The young man's gray-black eyes were staring at the city wall in front of him. His clothes were in tatters and covered with mud and water. From his face to his feet, he had an unpleasant stench. He looked like nothing out of the ordinary among the slave soldiers.

"We can leave the city in half an hour..."

Jiang Boqing used his golden nature to shuttle and threw Jiang Yan into Yishan City in one breath. The old man's condition was so bad that he almost sucked Jiang Yan dry. His cultivation level was so bad that he almost didn't recover.

Jiang Yan landed in the slave camp in the city and lay on a dead body. He lay stiffly for a while before slowly recovering. He raised his head and saw that the white formation in the sky covered the sky and the earth. He knew that this was the first place in the south of the Yangtze River. One city.

Although there were endless doubts in his heart, he could no longer find an explanation. Sitting barefoot and lost his mind in the camp, Jiang Yan was filled with confusion:

"Confused my father and killed my mother just to refine the two witchcraft in my body. Why did I end up like this?"

Jiang Boqing was dead. Jiang Yan felt sad and confused at the same time. He didn't dare to think too much, but he just knew that if he stayed in this place again, he would be discovered sooner or later.

The formation in Yishan City was established by the Immortal Sect. It was impossible to break into this formation by force. Jiang Yan could only pretend to be a slave soldier and waited in the camp for half a month before encountering monsters attacking the city.

"That's ridiculous."

Jiang Yan's eyes swept across the group of skinny mortals, and he immediately saw through the thoughts of this demon sect, and said coldly to himself:

"It's not a defense, it's just used to feed monsters."

"Clang!"

The hole in front of them had just opened, and a formation appeared above it. The confusing formation was activated, and a group of mortals took steps forward and rushed out like crazy.

"Ahhhh..."

Jiang Yan mingled among the crowd, and bumped into the bloody mouth of the wolf monster head-on. The white teeth were shining with cold light, but a group of mortals rushed up to it, and for a while, blood spattered and filth flew everywhere.

He made a detour and did not dare to ride the wind, so he had to spread his legs and run wildly. He never thought that the monster seemed to have seen something strange and turned around to bite him.

"Damn it!"

Jiang Yan was injured now, but he was not someone that this little demon could bully. He slapped the wolf demon so that it staggered, flew up against the ground and flew towards the south in an awkward manner.

On the mountain city.

Liu Changdie had already gone to the city to maintain the formation. Li Xuanfeng stood with a bow in hand. Fei Yihe on the side said nothing, quietly watching the surging beasts.

The rest of the monks were either holding bows or spears, and they were all calm and focused, and the magical weapons lit up with magical lights.

These monks don't have any family knowledge. Learning swords or guns is just to practice the sword and spear lights, which are attached to the magical weapons. Every inch is longer and stronger. Naturally, they all learn the guns, which makes them live a few more days.

What's more, even if you cultivate sword energy or gun gang, the gun gang will still have a wider range than the sword energy, and there will be more chances of survival. Therefore, except for a few descendants of aristocratic families, they all have guns in their hands.

A group of people were getting ready to go, and behind them stood several monks in green clothes, most of whom were in the middle and late stages of Qi training. They stood with their hands behind their backs. They were all disciples of Qingchi, holding the battle here.

"Ouch!"

The big eagle screamed in the distance, but it didn't dare to come near. Looking at the several corpses being eaten on the ground, Li Xuanfeng must have shot several of them, so he didn't dare to come forward.

After a while, more than a dozen monsters gathered together, and then they dared to swarm up and attack the city wall together.

"coming!"

Li Xuanfeng drew his bow, and the monks hurriedly changed their formations to protect him in the middle. They held their guns and released spells to block the attacks of the monsters for Li Xuanfeng. The black magic collided with the light of the magic and made bursts of roars.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

In just a few breaths, streaks of golden light spewed out from Li Xuanfeng's bow, as if each had its own spirituality. It looked for the eyes, nose and mouth of these monsters, beating them with blood all over the sky, and flying animal hair, causing the Qingchi disciples behind him to slow down. He nodded slowly and whispered to the person beside him:

"Senior brother...if it weren't for this person, I'm afraid not many of these monks would be alive today."

The man in front of him seemed to have a high status. He paid no attention to him. He only looked solemn, frowned slowly, and said in a deep voice:

"This is... a slave soldier?"

His eyes were fixed on the bottom of the city. Amidst countless bloody waves, the slave soldier slapped the wolf demon away and flew away at an incredible speed.

The monsters around him quickly gathered and pounced on him, which was quite conspicuous. Knowing that he was exposed, the slave soldier simply took off in the wind and flew towards the dense forest in the distance like a shooting star.

The leader of the Qingchi Sect disciple sneered, and took out a golden light in his hand. Just as he was about to take it out, the disciple who had never thought of speaking earlier laughed:

"Senior brother, how can you kill a chicken with a bull's knife!"

He waved his green sleeves, turned to the person below, and said with a smile:

"That Li family archer, shoot that thing down."

I didn’t save my manuscript for the third update yesterday, so I’m rushing...