Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Seeing Li Jiman hurriedly leaving the palace, Chen Mufeng's eyes passed over the melons, fruits, delicacies, gold cups and jade cups. He took a step forward and stared at the seat at the top.

"King Shanyue is nothing more than a puppet."

As he said these words, he stepped forward unknowingly and pressed his slender hand on the bench carved with many patterns without saying a word.

The Chen family has always been talented, and Chen Mufeng has now reached the fifth level of fetal breath cultivation. No one can catch up with him except for the direct descendants of the head of the family, and he is still quite proud of himself.

"My master's bloodline is noble, so naturally we can't compare to it, but Tian Zhongqing and Xu Gongming are just a few years older than me... Who can compare to me in terms of talent and background..."

When he was young and most ambitious, he naturally had unlimited ambition in his heart, and he just stared blankly at this position of power.

"Wow."

Chen Mufeng stared at the bench in trance. A group of white-armored monks outside suddenly opened the curtain and came in. One of them said respectfully:

"Young Master, everything has been taken into custody, do you think...?"

Chen Mufeng's hand bounced off the chair like an electric shock, coughed, and replied:

"Let's go."

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Lijing Town.

Li Yuanping was dressed in brocade clothes and was outlining with a red pen. A stack of wooden slips were piled neatly on the desk. He raised his head slightly and saw Li Wen approaching with rapid strides. He bowed down like a mountain of gold and a jade pillar, and said in a muffled voice:

"Master of the family, the Yuting Guards have taken control of all the tribes in Shanyue. Li Jiman drove all the way and arrived in the town."

"Um."

Li Yuanping responded, stroking his chin and remaining silent. Li Wen stood up and stood guard down below. After about a while, he heard the sound of noisy footsteps, and a man rushed in.

This man had a light brown complexion and was dressed in gorgeous robes. He grabbed the robe with both hands and ran wildly. He hurriedly arrived in front of him, knelt down with a plop, and wailed:

"The head of the family, Tian's ambition, wants to monopolize Shanyue, and rely on this... If he is allowed to get away, I'm afraid it will cause serious trouble!"

"Jiman?"

Li Yuanping frowned slightly and said in a deep voice:

"The Tian family is from Shumai's mother clan and is loyal to others. How can you say this!"

With a calm look on his face and a hint of anger on his face, he pushed the hill-like wooden slips on the table, which immediately scattered all over the floor, rolled down in front of Li Jiman, and said coldly:

"The evidence of the crimes of the Shanyue tribes is here, and there are witnesses and evidence for everything! What do you have to say!"

Naturally, these criminal evidences were collected by the Clan Chief Court, and they were all real, but in the name of the Tian family. Although Li Jiman didn't know the inside story, he knew who these nobles were, and he didn't dare to look at them. , only lamented:

"Master! Although the Shanyue tribe is tyrannical, they are always a good way to check and balance the Tian family. If they are killed like this, the Tian family will be the only one in power, and the Shanyue country will be left to their own devices, but they will also be the seeds of disaster!"

"Reading history as a barbarian, the Jiang family in Wangyue Lake relied on foreign surnames, and finally fell apart and was usurped by the Yu family. The lessons learned from the past are clearly visible..."

Li Yuanping looked at him calmly, seemed to be shaken, and whispered:

"What do you want?"

"Please also ask the head of the family... to recall the Tian family!"

Li Jiman knelt down, his face flushed. Li Yuanping sighed in a low voice, looked at the people on both sides, and said in a deep voice:

"Everyone get down!"

So all the soldiers went down together. Li Yuanping sighed, walked down quickly, helped him up, and said warmly:

"Ji Man, what are you doing! You are my Li family, so naturally you cannot compare with the Tian family!"

Li Jiman couldn't react for a moment, but he saw Li Yuanping whisper:

"The Tian family has deep roots in Shanyue, and I see it even if you are unable to reach out!"

He looked sincere and said sincerely:

"But the Shanyue tribe is violent, greedy and cruel, how can they be a good thing? If these two are not eliminated, how can Shanyue fall into the hands of a wise brother?"

Li Jiman's expression froze on his face, and it took him three breaths before a spark of surprise burst out, and he lost his voice:

"Master! This is... the master's foresight, I am far behind!"

"Eh."

Li Yuanping took his hand, cordially pulled him up the steps, and said in a deep voice:

"Tian's family is well-connected in the clan, but he is innocent. If he wasn't fed by members of the Shanyue tribe, how could he be transferred away from Ne for no reason!"

Li Jiman nodded repeatedly, then saw Li Yuanping smiling and saying:

"I have given up my intention to transfer away from the Tian family. After this night, the wolves will die, the tigers will move, and the mountains will rise and fall. It all depends on the actions of my virtuous brother!"

"Master!"

Li Jiman was greatly moved and whispered:

"The head of the family thinks about me every step of the way, but I don't realize it... I feel so ashamed..."

Li Yuanping shook his head and said:

"I will keep some noble monks for you for you to use... You have learned the art of governing the country for more than ten years. Next, you will promote the poor families, share the land, protect the spiritual fields, and raise the sergeants... you should not need my teaching. Bar?"

"That's it!"

Li Jiman was full of confidence and excited, and replied:

"It is better to make a crime than to make a merit. In this way, we will escort the nobles who are to be punished to raise rice, and give the younger brother some time to train monks. In less than five years, Shanyue's output will be more than 30% higher!"

Li Yuanping was overjoyed when he heard what he said. He said some personal words to him. Li Jiman thanked him and left. He was crestfallen when he came, but held his head high when he left.

When he disappeared outside the hall, Li Yuan's smile slowly disappeared. He leaned back, put his hand on his forehead, picked up the ink pen and meditated.

"Li Jiman is a smart man. The Tian family's actions are too abrupt, and his actions are too decisive in order to wipe out all the members. Sooner or later, he will be suspicious of me... Why not take the initiative to talk to him, resolve his suspicions, and sell him a piece of cake?" Favor…”

He gently put the ink pen aside, coughed twice, and saw a man coming up from below. He was wearing jade armor and looked steady and honest. He knelt down on one knee and replied in a deep voice:

"Reporting to the head of the family, out of the thirteen clans of Shanyue, two families were killed and nine families were imprisoned according to the crime. The remaining two families were innocent."

"Um."

Some of the Shanyue clan still knew how to restrain themselves, so two families survived. Li Yuanping nodded, looked at the large boxes and wooden boxes that were moved behind him, and said softly

"How was the harvest?"

Chen Mufeng reported the names of all the spiritual creatures and then replied:

"A total of thirty-five spiritual stones are worth it, and they are all here."

Li Yuanping asked him to send the things down. He coughed and thought to himself:

"When the time comes, we will send a few guests to escort them to Guanyun Peak. The family's finances will be relaxed again. With a few more years of buffering, the [Wanling Flower] may be able to bloom, and things should get better."

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Guanyunfengfang City.

The light cold wind was blowing, and the pole standing in front of the door was swaying. The black and red flag hanging on it fluttered, and the "Li" character stretched its figure, which was quite conspicuous in the air.

There were more than a dozen tread marks on the dark threshold, which looked a bit bumpy. A middle-aged man was bent over and hunched over, sitting on the threshold blankly, dragging his chin and looking.

Until a monk in gray stopped, glanced at him, and shouted:

"Brother Yun, do you still have the elixirs in stock?"

A few days ago, Li's shop released more than a dozen bottles of elixirs. They were of high quality and low price, attracting everyone to compete for them. They were sold out in less than a day, so that monks passing by had to ask about them.

"It's already sold out."

Li Yuanyun raised his head and recited something in tune. The man waved his sleeves and walked away muttering.

Li Yuanyun also knew this person. He was a fetal breath monk who often hung out in the city. His cultivation level was not high, and he could not afford to offend the Li family. Although Li Yuanyun was a mortal, he was also a direct descendant of the family, so Li Yuanyun dared to do so even when he was depressed. Give him a look.

The man walked away with a puff of his sleeves, while Li Yuanyun continued to sit in front of the steps with a slumped face. He was now in his thirties and was already old. After the death of his father Li Xuanling, he looked even older.

"A direct descendant of a noble family, but he has to do this kind of work..."

Li Yuanyun used to be the most appreciative of the clan rules that governed his clan members. Now that these rules are applied to him personally, he doesn't seem so happy anymore. He just stares at the people coming and going, feeling at a loss.

After waiting for a while, a black-robed monk finally stopped. The wind chimes in front of the door jingled. Li Yuanyun knew he was a Qi-training monk, so he quickly straightened up and said respectfully:

"Senior, please come in!"

"Um."

The monk's voice was hoarse, and he wore a bamboo hat that hung down so that his face could not be seen. His voice was dark and jerky, and Li Yuanyun couldn't help but look up.

"snort!"

The black-robed monk said coldly. Li Yuanyun quickly lowered his head and followed him into the room. Li Qiuyang in the corner quickly raised his head, smiled and said respectfully:

"Senior, you look like a stranger, and you don't know what kind of business you are doing?"

After hearing Li Qiuyang's tone, Li Yuanyun knew that he was probably a Dharma cultivator in the late stages of Qi training or even at the peak of Qi training, so he silently took a step back.

The black-robed monk nodded, stared at him for a while, and then looked around, as if he was assessing the value of the goods on the shop floor. His face was covered in black gauze, he was wearing strange clothes, and his voice was muffled. road:

"Look at this thing."

After saying this, he flicked his finger and showed a dark jade bead. Li Qiuyang hurriedly took it and looked at it carefully.

This jade bead was about the size of a fist. Li Qiuyang stretched out his hand to take it, only to feel that his hand was slightly numb and slightly dropped. The top was dark and nothing could be seen.

Li Qiuyang looked for a while but found no clues. He used his spiritual sense to check a few breaths and said doubtfully:

"Senior, this spiritual object is rare. I have never seen it before. My shop does not collect many spiritual objects. Please forgive me, senior... But a spiritual object at the level of Qi training?"

"Hahaha!"

The black-robed monk sneered, and slapped the long sword in his hand on the case, making a loud noise, which frightened both Li Qiuyang and Li Yuanyun. The monk said in a hoarse voice:

"If you open a shop, you don't even know about spiritual things! Is this the level of the Li family in Lijing?! Ridiculous?!"

As soon as these words came out, Li Qiuyang's expression suddenly changed, and he felt secretly angry and thought:

"Looks like they're here to cause trouble!"

Although this person came with bad intentions, Li Qiuyang still endured it and said in a low voice:

"Senior, please wait a moment. I will go and ask the shopkeeper now... He is well-informed and will definitely be able to recognize this thing."

As he spoke, he handed the orb into his hands. The black-robed monk seemed confident and put the orb away, waving his hand and saying:

"roll!"

Li Qiuyang endured his anger, while the black-robed monk looked around greedily, staring at the furs and spiritual objects in the shop, and murmured.

Li Yuanyun in the corner huddled silently in the darkness, not daring to make a sound, until Li Xuanxuan from upstairs kicked off and said with a smile:

"I, Li Xuanxuan, am the shopkeeper of a small shop. Sometimes I am not welcomed from afar, but sometimes I am not welcomed from afar!"

The black-robed monk glanced at him, put the orb in his hand on the case, and said arrogantly:

"Do you recognize this thing?"

Li Xuanxuan hurriedly went up to him, took the jade bead, and observed it carefully for a while. He felt a sense of familiarity. He thought thoughtfully and said to himself:

"It's about the size of a fist. It's numb in the hand, and it keeps falling down. It's dark and dull."

"It seems that I have seen a description of this thing..."

He thought about it in his mind, trembling like an electric shock, like thunder exploding, and gritting his teeth in his heart:

"So it's this thing..."

This jade bead had appeared countless times in Li Xuanxuan's dreams, just as he had read the description of the jade bead countless times. He stopped Li Pingyi again and again in his dreams, and finally could only wake up in pain, pinching Broken the edge of the bed in my hand...

This thing obviously looked harmless to humans and animals, but it killed his most proud eldest son and plunged him into infinite regret throughout his life. Even though he had never seen it before, he could recognize it at a glance.

"The shopkeeper's!"

The hoarse voice of the black-robed monk woke him up, and Li Xuanxuan realized that his face was covered with cold sweat, and he had been standing there blankly, all his consciousness returned to his mind, and his whole body was cold.

He picked up his sleeves and wiped his face, resisting the urge to throw the thing out, smiled slightly, and put it on the case.

The monk in black seemed to be suspicious. A pair of fierce eyes shot out from the bamboo hat, staring directly at Li Xuanxuan and said coldly:

"Can your Excellency recognize this thing?"

Li Xuanxuan stretched his body and did not dare to speak for a while. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind:

"Why is this person here... It seems that he knows this thing, why is this so?"

"What does this mean? Xiaojiafang City...who dares to cause trouble?"

He breathed out slowly and said warmly:

"To be honest, my eyes are too clumsy to recognize..."

"snort!"

The black-robed monk stood up from the table and was about to have a fit when he saw Li Xuanxuan paused and said hesitantly:

"but……"

"But what?"

The black-robed monk felt his voice being suppressed in his throat. He looked at him rather dissatisfied and roared.

"If I'm right, this thing is full of thunder and fire, and has built-in magical magic. It's probably very powerful."

"oh?"

The black-robed monk looked slightly surprised, paused for a long breath, seemed to be interested, and said in a deep voice:

"The shopkeeper has a good eye..."

The black-robed monk pinched the corner of his bamboo hat and looked at Li Xuanxuan with interest, making his back feel cold. Li Xuanxuan looked at his little movements and felt startled every step of the way, and whispered:

"Isn't this easy? My family has a unique secret technique! Once you learn this technique, you can recognize spiritual objects and protect yourself from danger."

"tell me the story?"

The black-robed monk stared at Li Xuanxuan, showing a bit of greed. Li Xuanxuan only said:

"Senior, wait a minute!"

So he stood up quietly, closed the door, and glanced outside. Sure enough, he saw monks arguing in several shops outside. They were all figures at the peak of Qi training in the late stage. They were arguing endlessly. Two families had already broken down the shop.

His heart felt cold and he turned his head with a smile. The black-robed monk was staring at him coldly. Li Xuanxuan hurriedly whispered:

"Senior, I don't know something. My family has a method called "Clear Eyes Spiritual Pupil". It is an excellent pupil technique. If senior can afford the price, I will secretly teach it to you!"

"I see!"

The monk in black was immediately overjoyed. This skill secret book was the most rare. It was in everyone's mind and was the hardest to get. He secretly calculated in his heart:

"No matter how much he wants, let's get this skill out first, and then the killings will start... These two people are in the early stage of Qi training, and they are going to return to my pocket in the end?"