Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Wutu Peak.

Li Yuanjiao let out a long sigh, the long sword [Jiao Panying] in his hand was shining with gleaming scales, revealing azure brilliance, and the other hand was holding the lavender "Yueque Sword Code".

He is now thirty-three years old and has reached the sixth level of Qi training. He is only one step away from the seventh level of Qi training. This speed of cultivation is already quite terrifying due to the [Qi Swallowing Spirit Barrel] and the current resources of the Li family.

After all, Li Tongya was already fifty years old when he reached the seventh level of Qi training, and even Li Xuanfeng was nearly forty when he broke through to the seventh level of Qi training. In comparison, Li Yuanjiao's speed was definitely considered fast, even among the disciples of the sect. The top is the best.

"Through this calculation, I can break through the seventh level of Qi training at the end of my life. The later stage of Qi training is the heaviest accumulation. It will take me six or seven years to work on the seventh and eighth levels... plus a Lu Dan to break through the most difficult nine levels. If you save two years, you can try building a foundation."

If everything goes well, Li Yuanjiao will be able to break through in seclusion in his early forties and strive for the position of Immortal Foundation.

Turning his hand to put away the sword canon, Li Yuanjiao took out another jade-white jade slip. It was the "True Interpretation of the Jiazi Sword Canon" written by Li Tongya. It was more complicated than the obscure "Yueque Sword Canon". It was much more popular. He read it carefully twice and thought to himself:

"My uncle was so talented in the art of swordsmanship and received personal guidance from the Sword Immortal. However, he only understood the essence of swordsmanship at the age of eighty. This shows how difficult it is to gain the upper hand in killing... There are countless people who use swords in the south of the Yangtze River, and how many are there?" Sword Immortal?"

"Now I am the only one with the best swordsmanship talent in the family, like my uncle Xiangbei. Qinghong and Xibo use spears. Zhi'er, who has the best swordsmanship talent, goes to the sect. Xijun is better, but Ximing only uses his sword as a chopping weapon. , not sword repair material."

In his current position, Li Yuanjiao had too many things to think about. He was stroking his chin and thinking when he saw a person coming up from below. He was a middle-aged man with light brown skin, tall eyebrows and big eyes. He cupped his fists and said:

"Peak Master! Something happened on Guli Road!"

This person is Shao Moli. He is now a monk at the fourth level of Qi training. He has given up his position in Shanyue Kingdom and is practicing behind Li Yuanjiao.

Although he is a miscellaneous energy cultivator, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth he inhales is the corresponding righteous energy mixed with water. The technique he practices "Purple Thunder Secret Yuan Gong" is so advanced that it can be compared with ordinary qi cultivators.

Li Yuanjiao was stunned for a moment, then he followed the wind and saw thick smoke billowing from the Guli Road. The monks from all the schools rose up to take a look. Several white lights stayed in the air and hesitated.

"Something happened at Guanyun Peak!"

Thanks to the Xiao family who rebuilt the Guli Road and set up a post station on the road with monks stationed there, Li Yuanjiao and others were able to get the news about Guanyun Peak so quickly. His expression suddenly changed and he secretly said:

"It's broken! How is that possible! Father and the others are still in the city!"

"Walk!"

He quickly rode the wind down, summoned Li Qinghong, An Junyan and several middle and late Qi-training monks, and flew to the east together.

———

On the other side, Li Xuanxuan watched the monkey disappear. He couldn't help but have many doubts and worries about gains and losses. He was afraid that the monkey would just leave like this, and he felt vaguely regretful and worried.

"Crack-"

Before Li Xuanxuan had time to think about it, there was a faint stirring sound, and alarm bells rang in his heart. Unfortunately, the evil fire in the backyard was thick, and his spiritual consciousness was suppressed by the evil fire leaking from the fire veins for several inches around his body, making him unable to detect the situation.

He waited for a while in the dark backyard filled with evil fire, and then he saw a tall figure vaguely emerging from the evil fire, surrounded by red light.

Li Xuanxuan waited for a long time, and already had the most powerful fire magic talisman in his hand. He stared at this person closely and thought to himself:

"Wearing black clothes and full of blood, the demon cultivator must not have escaped. We must strike first. Even if we are defeated, we still have a chance to escape..."

So he took advantage of the man to investigate the situation, and suddenly he suddenly burst into flames. The talisman in his hand lit up with red light, and he struck the man directly. With his other hand, he took out a large ax from the storage bag on his waist and twisted it around. Swinging the head.

The demonic cultivator's spiritual consciousness was also suppressed by evil fire, and he could not detect anything. How could he have thought that someone had been waiting in the dark corner for a long time. When he saw a person running out, he was caught off guard and was hit all over his head by the mid-stage qi training Talisman Fire Technique. His face instantly turned into a flaming figure.

"Ouch——"

The evil fire and the magical fire interacted with each other, as if triggering some chain reaction. The power became three points stronger, bright and red, lighting up the dark ruins. Li Xuanxuan's big ax reflected the bright firelight and struck him hard. on the neck.

"Pfft..."

The demon cultivator's neck made a heartbreaking cracking sound, and fell down like a green sugar cane that was twisted into two pieces. The blood spurted out under the pressure and fell in a trickle.

Seeing the miserable appearance of his enemy, Li Xuanxuan felt relieved when he saw the headless body took two steps forward, and the pale hands suddenly stretched out and covered his chest.

"this!"

He felt a strong force coming from him, and he immediately flew out, knocking down a crooked beam, making a loud noise, gray smoke flew everywhere, and two large pillars collapsed, hitting him squarely in the chest.

Li Xuanxuan's heart felt tight and he vomited out two mouthfuls of blood. He didn't dare to breathe and got up with stars in his eyes. The demon cultivator had already picked up the head and put it on his neck crookedly. His face was pale and delicate, and his eyes were full of anger and fear. , scolded:

"I knew there was something wrong! An immortal cultivator flew out of nowhere! He almost beat me to death in one breath!"

He shouted in his mouth, but his hands were not slow. He touched his waist and took out two short blades, dripping with red blood. He stepped forward and was in front of Li Xuanxuan in an instant. He waved and stabbed.

Li Xuanxuan was only thankful that he had endured the pain and held on to the magic weapon without letting go. The ax handle turned, and the ax turned upside down like a shield, blocking the man's blood-red sword energy, causing pain in his chest.

The other hand pinched another talisman, released a golden stream of light, and summoned a golden light shield to cover him, and then he had a chance to breathe.

The demonic cultivator missed a hit and took a few steps back. He took two big breaths. It was obvious that he had not recovered from the previous talisman attack and was not feeling well. He opened his mouth and cursed:

"Your mother is a bastard...she attacked your grandpa..."

Li Xuanxuan got up silently and felt carefully for a while. This person was probably in the middle stage of Qi training. He just suffered from his own sneak attack and was a little weak. He thought to himself:

"This man is much faster than me. We must not run away in a hurry. We can only fight for a chance of survival!"

In his heart, he was just glad that this person's cultivation was not as good as that of the previous demonic cultivator who held the Thunder Bead, and his path of cultivation was also very different. He thought to himself:

"Take advantage of his illness! Kill him!"

Then he swung the big ax in his hand towards the man's face. The demonic cultivator stared at him fiercely, crossed his two blades, held the big ax hard, moved his lips and tongue, and spurted out a stream of blood.

This blood energy surged out like smoke and mist. It might be some kind of sinister magic. Li Xuanxuan didn't know what kind of method it was, so he had to grit his teeth and retreat, worried in his heart, and thought to himself:

"What can we do!"

He was not good at fighting and had no effective means of fighting. Even the magical weapon in his hand, the axe, was held in his hand simply because it was of high rank and no one in his family used the axe.

Li Xuanxuan became more and more anxious as he watched the demon cultivator gradually adjust his breathing and use his speed to cut off pieces of flesh on his body, leaving a bloody hole in his thigh.

He gritted his teeth, took out a dozen talismans from his sleeves, and said to himself:

"No matter how reluctant you are to let go, you must survive to survive."

The demonic cultivator looked at him and took out a dozen talismans from his cuffs, and his calm expression suddenly faded. He fumbled in his hands and only took out two talismans. Li Xuanxuan's hand had already lit up several talismans and threw them at him fiercely.

"crazy!"

The space in the backyard is small, and the power activated by several talismans at the same time is by no means a simple superposition. The magic cultivator screamed, and half of his body turned into blood mist and exploded. He only opened three or four feet in the dark courtyard, and only heard a sound :

"Edict!"

Several talismans turned into bright red spells and exploded. Li Xuanxuan saw that the place was filled with evil fire, so he specially selected the fire spell to cast. For a moment, a dazzling red light lit up, and bright flames spurted out, drowning the two of them. .

"boom!"

Jiadan Pavilion was already overwhelmed, and was swallowed up by the rushing flames in an instant, and collapsed. Fortunately, there were fires everywhere in Fang City, and it collapsed from time to time, making it inconspicuous.

The shield covering Li Xuanxuan's body was shattered in an instant, and he was swept away in the flames. He rolled twice on the ground, vomited blood again, several ribs were broken, and his left leg hung limply, seemingly broken.

There were blazing flames all around, burning his skin to the point of blistering. He climbed up from the ground in pain. After all, he was far away. The broken left calf was still connected to the tendons. As long as the limbs were not missing, it was not considered a serious injury.

After only applying a healing spell to his leg, Li Xuanxuan stood up crookedly and suddenly felt that the magic power in his body was empty. It was probably the magic shield that drained the magic power from his body and saved his life.

"Where is this person..."

The evil fire spread everywhere, causing the open fire to become more and more intense, even breaking away from the broken wooden beams, constantly swimming in the air like a snake, distorting the field of vision. Li Xuanxuan saw the demon cultivator getting up in the same crooked way.

His skin and flesh must have been cooked, and there was a burning smell. His bare bones hands were still holding the two short knives, and he seemed to be in much better condition as he walked steadily over.

"you……"

The demonic cultivator stared at him resentfully before spitting out a word from his throat. A petite figure suddenly emerged from the fire on the side, and a green jade pestle as thick as an adult's arm roared out and hit him on the head.

"Click──"

There was a loud sound of bone cracking, and the demon cultivator's head exploded like a watermelon, white and red splattered like fireworks, shattering all over the ground, and broken teeth rained down all over Li Xuanxuan's head. His face, and even two teeth rolled into his sleeves.

"thump."

Li Xuanxuan finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell to his knees, spitting out blood.

"Pap..."

The monkey was still waving the jade pestle, hitting the demon cultivator's chest over and over again, causing flesh and blood to fly everywhere, turning the monkey into a blood monkey, and it continued without stopping.

Li Xuanxuan took a pill, adjusted his breath for a moment, and cast several healing spells on himself. The fire beside him became more and more intense, and everything was red and smoke was billowing. He shouted:

"Good boy... burn with fire! Burn with fire..."

Before the words in the little old man's throat came out, he saw the demon cultivator's bloody fingers twitching.

Li Xuanxuan didn't dare to relax after seeing the demonic cultivator's previous contact methods. He stared at the fire-stained tears and noticed it immediately. He was so frightened that he lost his voice and quickly took out his axe.

As soon as he finished his movements, the demon cultivator's belly suddenly bulged and exploded in one breath, and a skinny child sprang out. His eyes were filled with fear. He ran away as soon as he hit the ground, bleeding like the wind. Mid jump.

Fortunately, Li Xuanxuan had already raised the axe. With a hard blow, he heard a crisp sound, and the thin flesh and blood split into two sections, paralyzed on the ground, shouting:

"Master Immortal, have mercy on me! Master Immortal, have mercy on me! I know I was wrong! I am..."

Just as Li Xuanxuan was catching his breath, the monkey turned back in horror. With two swings of his emerald green jade pestle, he smashed two sections of the child's body into two piles of flesh. Li Xuanxuan did not dare to delay any longer and pinched out A fire spell comes.

"boom……"

With a blast of fire, he burned the demon cultivator's body into charcoal. He took the monkey's blood-covered hand and whispered:

"Walk!"

The voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and Li Xuanxuan himself couldn't recognize it. However, the monkey nodded, took out a black and gold storage bag, and handed it to Li Xuanxuan's hand. It was the magic cultivator's thing.

"Good monkey."

Li Xuanxuan collected his things and ran out of the fire, one man and one monkey, and rushed to a fireless hut in a nearby neighborhood. Then he relaxed and adjusted his breathing to heal his injuries.

"Fuck..."

Li Xuanxuan hadn't used bad language in many years. Now that he said a hoarse word, he felt like he was about to shed tears of joy, and his cultivation that had not improved for many years was slightly shaken.

After adjusting his breath for a moment, he suddenly woke up, pulled the monkey and said:

"You should heal your injuries here first."

Seeing the monkey nod, Li Xuanxuan placed two bottles of elixirs in front of him, carefully walked out, walked around two streets, and sure enough, he saw a person standing anxiously where the jade pendant was hidden.

Jiadan Pavilion collapsed, evil fire spread everywhere, and the spiritual consciousness in the streets around was restricted. Li Xuanxuan's eyes were burned by the fire and he could not see clearly, but the man had already looked over, and Li Xuanxuan was so shocked that he wanted to run away.

"But Brother Xuan?!"

Li Qiuyang also cowered and gritted his teeth and called out. Li Xuanxuan immediately burst into tears of joy and said hoarsely:

"Qiuyang!!"

Li Qiuyang took a step forward, jumped in shock, and said in disbelief:

"Brother Xuan?!"

The man in front of me was limping, with a haggard face and a skeletal shape. His eyes were half gray and half white, and his body was covered with black blood and large and small blisters. His hair and eyebrows were clean and nothing was left, and his sleeves were still dripping. The blood looked like a dead person picked up from a fire.

If Li Xuanxuan hadn't called out his name, Li Qiuyang wouldn't have believed it. He just stared at him blankly. Just as Li Xuanxuan was about to speak, the ground shook violently.

"Boom!"

Cracks appeared in the formation in the sky. Their expressions changed. Li Qiuyang said anxiously:

"Brother Xuan! Let's go!"

Li Xuanxuan's expression changed several times and he replied:

"Etc., etc!"

He shook off his blood-stained sleeves, raised the wind slightly, and dived deeper into the street. Li Qiuyang stamped his feet and had no choice but to follow in a hurry. When he turned the corner, he saw Li Xuanxuan rushing over with a monkey in his hand.

"ah!"

Li Qiuyang was stunned for a moment, looking at this monkey, which was also covered in pitch black and covered with bubbles. The monkey was frightened by him. It showed its fierce look, and the jade pestle in its hand had already hit its head.

"ah?"

Li Qiuyang was dumbfounded and backed away repeatedly when he saw Li Xuanxuan shouting:

"My family! My family!"

The little old man yelled and grabbed the monkey. The two of them and the monkey walked together against the wind. Li Xuan shouted:

"This formation is about to break! Walk out of Jiadan Pavilion!"

"When the formation breaks down later, the demonic cultivators from outside will definitely swarm in. The evil fire blocks the spiritual consciousness. No one can find us in the chaos!"

As soon as he said these words, he suddenly woke up. He took out the black and gold storage bag from his waist, took out a pocket of his robe, and poured out a pile of colorful items. It pierced through the leather robe and stabbed into his flesh.

Li Xuanxuan endured the pain and put the magical artifacts, jade slips and other items into his storage bag. The remaining sundries were thrown away together with the black and gold storage bag and scattered all over the floor.