Xuanjian Immortal Clan

"Brother Xuan!"

Li Qiuyang rode the wind and stayed close to the ground. Li Xuanxuan next to him, with an ashen complexion, pulled the charred monkey, took out a talisman from his sleeve from time to time, turned his head and threw it behind him.

"boom!"

The talisman had just emitted a burst of light when a bloody hammer rushed towards it and smashed the spell into streams of light all over the sky. The man holding the sledgehammer laughed loudly:

"He is actually a rich man, and he is full of treasures!"

The two of them specifically searched for a place filled with evil fire and left. However, Li Xuanxuan's luck was always bad, so he bumped into a demon cultivator who was about the middle stage of Qi training. He was holding a sledgehammer and seemed to have some strength.

Li Xuanxuan and the monkey were already in very different states, and Li Qiuyang was a monk with bad spirits. He couldn't deal with this man, so he immediately ran away for his life.

"Fortunately, this guy's skills are very powerful. He is not as fast as the previous demon cultivator, but he can delay it for a while."

Li Xuanxuan touched the jade pendant in his sleeve and had some calculations in his mind. Although he didn't have enough mana in his body to increase his speed, he still managed to survive until now by flipping left and right with the "River Crossing Step".

The demon cultivator at the back was driving the billowing black clouds, holding a sledgehammer, and followed the two of them like a cat playing with a mouse. From time to time, he accelerated forward, waving the blood-light sledgehammer, forcing Li Xuanxuan to use the talisman to retreat from the enemy.

This demonic cultivator was obviously experienced in martial arts, and was much more cautious than the demonic cultivator with double blades that Li Xuanxuan had dealt with before. He was constantly consuming the mana of the two of them, forcing him to use each talisman.

"Brother Xuan, this is not the way to go. Why don't I come and end it?"

Li Qiuyang gritted his teeth, looked at Li Xuanxuan's strange expression and whispered a few words.

"It doesn't matter."

Although the mana in Li Xuanxuan's body was exhausted, he still clutched the jade pendant in his robe tightly. He was full of anger after chasing him all the way, and he only sneered in his heart:

"According to the guidance of this jade pendant, my Qinghong is only one mile away. I asked you to take a look at the color... You really think that my Li family is easy to bully!"

Li Qiuyang saw that although his face was ugly, his tone was confident, so he had no choice but to follow behind him silently.

The speed of the qi-training monks was extremely fast, and several of them tried their best to escape. After a few breaths passed, they saw a woman flying far in front of them.

This woman looked twenty-eight years old. She was wearing bright white jade armor, with a clear blue light, and angry almond eyes with a light purple color. She was holding a gun in her hand and pointing diagonally at the ground.

Her face was bright and dazzling, full of heroic spirit. The streamers on her jade armor were swaying in the wind. Her hair was simply tied up with an ordinary jade hairpin. Her dark hair was hanging down, gently blowing in the wind. The ground is raised.

"Miss Qinghong!"

Li Qiuyang was saved from a desperate situation, and his face suddenly showed a look of ecstasy. He finally understood where Li Xuanxuan's confidence came from. The two of them stumbled to her and breathed a sigh of relief.

The demon cultivator's face darkened, and he was taken aback by Li Qinghong's majestic posture. He quickly slowed down and took a closer look. He saw that this woman was only in the middle stage of Qi training. He immediately laughed out loud and cursed:

"Damn, each of these immortal cultivators is more handsome than the last. They are so shallow in cultivation and so powerful. If you don't know, you might think they are some immortal generals from the Immortal Mansion!"

This demonic cultivator saw that the magical weapons Li Qinghong was equipped with were all extraordinary, but he was not afraid at all. After all, he had killed many people. He understood that the clan cultivators and casual cultivators in Jiangnan were all practicing shabby techniques, and some were even blindly practicing them. No righteousness can be found, so there is nothing to worry about.

As for his cultivation, all of which were derived from the demonic skills passed down by several demons, which translated into Jiangnan's immortal magic, he also had a fourth rank. He sneered and shouted:

"Little female cultivator, you..."

Before he could finish his words, Li Qinghong had already drawn his gun and stepped forward. The jade armor on his body jingled, and a bright purple gun shadow appeared in his hand. It was as graceful as a swimming dragon, but it arrived in an instant and stabbed him head-on.

The demonic cultivator had to swallow the provocative words in his mouth and raised the sledgehammer to block it. Then he saw the bright purple lightning flowing from the spear, turning into a dragon, hitting the bloody sledgehammer with a loud bang. , lit up a bright purple lightning.

"Boom!"

The demonic cultivator only felt a force of thunder and annihilation coming along the sledgehammer. The magic weapon in his hand let out a series of whines, and a thunder light exploded between his two palms. Several wisps of black smoke came out, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Li Qinghong knew that it was not advisable to stay here for a long time, and it was best to fight quickly, so he drew out the [Du Ruo Spear] as soon as they met. Taking advantage of the man's carelessness in underestimating the enemy, he came up with the Fei family's secret skill, Wandering Dragon Huiying.

Somehow, the Qi [Changkong Dangerous Bird] in Li Qinghong's body became particularly active when he saw this person, and streaks of dark red light swam along his elbows to the spear, adding a little more power out of thin air. This dragon-like The thunder shadow rushed toward him, causing thunder to break out suddenly, causing this man to suffer a big loss.

"Lei Xiu!"

The demonic cultivator groaned, and his hands dropped down weakly. He felt his cultivation suddenly weakened, and even the magical weapon could not hold on. It fell to the ground with a clang. He looked horrified and shouted:

"When did Jiangnan have such an orthodoxy?"

At that moment, he didn't even want the magic weapon anymore. He rolled up a blood-red whirlwind and hurriedly went into the alley.

"You would be a fool to fight her when there are treasures all over the floor and you won't grab them! If you can't beat her in one breath, most of your cultivation will be cut off!"

This demon cultivator is the best at escaping to save his life, but in the blink of an eye, the bloody wind has rushed to the end of the alley, leaving only the magic weapon sledgehammer clanking on the ground.

Li Qinghong watched him go away with a smile, unhurriedly, raised his eyebrows, turned his delicate white hands, held the spear upside down, and slung it behind his back. The other catkin came out and used the void as a talisman to light up a series of purple lights. Mysterious lines.

"Chila...chila..."

The thunder talisman in front of her gradually took shape, with purple light gathering and dazzling. The "Purple Thunder Secret Yuan Gong" practiced by Li Qinghong has a long history and is quite simple and mysterious. There are one or two secret techniques attached to it, and this is one of them.

Li Qinghong chuckled lightly, flicked his finger, and chased the thunder talisman like a meteor. Without looking at the result, he picked up the sledgehammer on the ground, turned back calmly, and said softly:

"Uncles, please leave quickly!"

Li Xuanxuan and Li Qiuyang were already shocked by her ability to defeat the enemy with one shot. They nodded hurriedly, and the three of them flew more than ten feet on the wind, while listening to a loud noise in the city.

"Boom!!"

Purple thunder and lightning burst out, black smoke suddenly rose, and there were several screams and curses. Several red lights flew up in the magic smoke. Li Xuanxuan and others quickly shrank their heads when they heard it. Even the monkey had a look of horror on his face and secretly He distanced himself from her.

When Li Qinghong heard such a big noise, he silently made some calculations and saved his two uncles. After taking a closer look, he found that his younger brother Li Yuanyun was not there. He felt very sad and whispered:

"Uncle, where is Brother Yun?"

Li Xuanxuan and Li Qiuyang looked at each other, neither of them knowing what to say. They only sighed. Li Qinghong understood immediately, stopped pressing, and kept his head in silence.

On Guli Road.

Li Yuanjiao led a group of people to wait on the spot for a while, driving away a few casual cultivators who came to pick up bargains. Then he saw Li Qinghong flying in with his people. He quickly flew up to meet Li Xuanxuan, looked at Li Xuanxuan's appearance, and said blankly:

"father?!"

Li Xuanxuan raised his head, his left leg hanging crookedly, his body was straight and his face was haggard, he stared at it with half gray and half white eyes, and then said with a smile:

"Jiao'er!"

Although Li Yuanjiao had some minor differences with his father, he still loved him from the bottom of his heart. He quickly supported him and said in a low voice:

"How...is this happening!"

"Eh!"

Li Xuanxuan's face was full of joy, and his heart was even full of ecstasy of surviving the disaster. He couldn't help but feel a little more showy, and just sighed:

"Nothing your father or I have done in this life can be as clear as this hour!"

Li Xuanxuan originally thought he was mediocre and incompetent. Thinking about how many times he had been on the verge of life and death, he couldn't help but feel a little more proud. Tears already appeared in his eyes, and he thought to himself:

"It should be the blessing of Father Zhong's spirit in heaven! It should be his good deeds..."

Only at this moment did Li Xuanxuan feel deeply why Li Tongya had handed over the "River Crossing Step" and the appendix "Blood Escape" to him so early, and told his direct descendants to practice well...

Without these two secret techniques, he would have died a long time ago without knowing where he was. Thinking of this, his eyes that were burnt gray by the fire shed tears intermittently.

Everyone sighed, but no one thought of Li Yuanyun for a while. Only Li Qinghong held the gun and cried silently. Li Yuanjiao felt uncomfortable in his heart, so he handed his father into the hands of Xiao Guiluan, who was good at healing. He stepped forward to comfort him for a while, and then they went home together. .

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On Lijing Peak.

Li Yuanjiao and others returned to the peak, and sent Tian Youdao and An Junyan away. One went to Mount You Peak, and the other returned to Guanyun Peak. They checked the situation from a distance, inquired about the news, and personally helped Li Xuanxuan enter the cave to heal. The rest Several monks returned to their peaks.

Li Yuanping hurriedly came up to see Li Xuanxuan and took care of him personally for a while. Li Qinghong called brothers Li Xi'an and Li Xijun and told Li Yuanyun's story. He just waited for the disaster in Fangshi to subside before going to see if the bones could be found.

The two brothers lost their father, and naturally there was a burst of sadness. Li Qinghong had experienced many life and death separations, and knew the ropes. He couldn't allow them to think too much. He taught them both their homework, assigned them heavy and detailed tasks, and hurried down the mountain. went.

Guanyun Fengfang City was hit by the disaster, and the Xiao family suffered the most. Li Xuanxuan fell into a coma to recover from his injuries. Li Yuanjiao and Li Qiuyang estimated that the Xiao family might have lost dozens of fetal breaths and a dozen Qi practitioners in them.

These dozen or so Qi practitioners are nothing. Most of them are foreign surnames and guest ministers of the Xiao family. There are few real monks with the surname Xiao. Instead, they have broken dozens of fetal breaths. There are many direct descendants of the Xiao family who have truly come down to practice. , I don’t know how many can escape.

As for the foundation-building monk Chen Taojing, one against four, even though the "vast sea" is with him, it is difficult to escape easily, and he may not be alive.

Next are the families in Lixia County and the casual cultivators in the city. Most of the families in Lixia County are vassals of the Xiao family and may also have suffered losses in this disaster.

After all, the Xiao family is powerful and Lixia County is vast. The Xiao family accounts for two-fifths. Most of the rest are small families directly and indirectly controlled by the Xiao family. Even the families on the east bank of Wangyue Lake bordering Lixia County are mostly small families. Under his control, he had many contacts in the city and suffered a lot in this battle.

"As for the casual cultivators, after this battle, I'm afraid I don't know how many inheritances will be broken..."

Li Yuanjiao sighed secretly, but doubts arose:

"It's just that the Xiao family is an important ally of Qingchi. Demon Calamity has always been the dog of Qingchi Sect, but the Xiao family was unprepared and bitten by the demon cultivator..."

He stroked the sword on his waist and murmured:

"Either Qingchi and the Xiao family fell out, or the demon cultivator got off the leash...or...someone from the three sects and seven sects intervened and affected the overall trend."

Recalling the reminder given by Yuan Tuan when he came to Li's house, Li Yuanjiao put away his thoughts on the situation and understood in his heart:

"If this demonic cultivator spreads in Lixia County, I, Wangyue Lake, will be in trouble."

He was a little anxious, secretly thinking about taking another pill to break through the seventh level of Qi training first, but the stone door in front of him rumbled, and Li Xuanxuan hurriedly walked out.

Li Xuanxuan changed into a clean Taoist robe, and the burn scars on his body were much better, but his eyes were still a little gray, and his face still looked haggard, without the solemnity it had before.

"What about the monkey?!"

The first thing Li Xuanxuan said when he woke up was to ask about the clever spirit beast he had brought back. Li Yuanjiao immediately couldn't laugh or cry. He turned around and said to the clan soldiers on the side:

"Go and bring up the spiritual beast."

So he eagerly came to see Li Xuanxuan. Li Xuanxuan had been his family for many years. He immediately understood and took off the storage bag from his waist happily and said with a smile:

"Come and see the harvest!"

The family has been unable to make ends meet for many years. Li Yuanjiao and Li Yuanping stared at Li Xuanxuan's gains from the Fangshi disaster, and they nodded repeatedly.

"Wow..."

Li Xuanxuan touched the storage bag and poured out a stream of items that were flowing with treasure. Most of them were obtained from the storage bag of the monk holding a double blade. The rest were a few Taoist robes and a few pills.

The magical weapons are all at the Qi training level, not to mention the four low-grade and inferior ones. The remaining first medium-grade magical weapon is the magical weapon in the middle stage of Qi training according to the clan cultivator, which is called the "Six-Stone Cloud Plate". The large yellow oval shield is made by a famous manufacturer and is quite strong.

As for how the two of them knew this name, they knew it was produced by a famous artist. Naturally, there was a line of small words engraved on the edge of the shield of the [Six Stone Cloud Plate]:

"[Six Stone Cloud Plate], middle grade, Yuanwu Peak, cast by Yu Muxian."

"this!"

The two of them were speechless and choked. This was the first time they knew that the middle stage of Qi training was called the middle stage in the sect. Li Yuanjiao held the six-stone cloud plate in his hand and gestured about it. He felt it was light and smooth and said:

"It's still the handiwork of an old acquaintance. This Yu Muxian does have some tricks."

"After all, it is the long-lost [Golden Pin Cave]."

Li Xuanxuan was used to hearing gossip in Fangshi, so he had heard about it. He first put away the [Six Stone Cloud Plate] and took out a pair of double blades.

The pair of blades were also of middle grade, flat and thin. Without the magical blessing of the demon cultivator, they turned a light blue color. The two looked at them for a while. There was no signature on them, so they should not be produced by the three sects and seven sects.

Li Yuanjiao waved, and light blue blade energy popped up from the two blades. It was thinner than sword energy, but much sharper than sword energy. Without special skills, ordinary people might not be able to control it.

"It's called [Blue Blade]."

The Li family now has countless qi-training magic weapons, and there is only one middle-grade qi-training weapon. These [Azure Blue Blades] are a pair of magic weapons, and their value is much higher. Naturally, you must take note of them. Li Yuanjiao recovered. Put it away again, maybe it can be used later.

After all, the shape of each magical weapon determines the length and distance of Qi and Gang, and each has its own characteristics. It is of great benefit to the family to have more inheritance of different weapons.

"There is also a magic weapon sledgehammer in Qinghong's hand. I don't know what grade it is."

After cleaning up these magical artifacts, Li Xuanxuan first put the elixirs aside, picked up a jade slip on the table, and marveled:

"It's strange for this demon cultivator to carry the inheritance with him so carelessly. Maybe he has no fixed place to live and no place to put it..."

Li Yuanjiao sneered, but put forward a different opinion and replied:

"If this were not the case, how could the demonic cultivators grow so quickly in Jiangnan? I am afraid that each of them did not know how many copies they copied and spread them wantonly. It would not be surprising to have a few more copies in the storage bag!"

Li Xuanxuan suddenly felt that it made sense. He had also seen the weirdness of demon cultivators. They were tenacious and had many tricks. They did not have to worry about destroying their bodies and damaging their path. Naturally, there were many casual cultivators who could not withstand the temptation and turned to the demonic path.

He picked up the jade slip, penetrated it with his spiritual sense, and several big words appeared in his mind:

""Xuemo Dharma Book. Annotations by Anonymous. Part One""

Li Xuanxuan did not dare to read in depth. He only looked at the title of the book. A sudden doubt arose in his heart and he murmured:

""Xuemo Dharma Book"...why is this name so familiar?"

I had to take a day off to go to work. I didn’t save my manuscript at three o’clock yesterday, so I almost missed the time...