Xuanjian Immortal Clan

""Xuemo Dharma Book"..."

Li Xuanxuan thought for a while and vaguely remembered that this technique had been mentioned by Li Tongya. It seemed to be a method of the Jinyu Sect. The first chapter said it was a fourth-grade technique, which only included the Qi training part.

"It seems that this demonic cultivator is also using their skills to threaten and control each other at all levels. After all, the demonic cultivators are selfish. If they didn't threaten them with their path, they would have dispersed long ago..."

"It should be more than that."

Li Yuanjiao paused for a moment, not all demonic cultivators have hope of breaking through the foundation building. There should be some connections between these demonic cultivators or some method to control them.

"It's not surprising that the three sects and seven sects have demonic skills. This Jinyu Sect's skills are a bit interesting for the demonic cultivators on the Qingchi Sect's territory. Could it be that the demonic cultivators in Qingchi secretly defected to the Jinyu Sect?"

He was confused and whispered:

"In other words... the demonic disaster is something that the Jinyu Sect and the Qingchi Sect tacitly approved or even intentionally promoted, but like this..."

"But what's the benefit of this!"

Li Yuanjiao was dressed in black and stared at his father closely, puzzled:

"Aristocratic families and casual cultivators have supported Qingchi for many years, but were massacred by demonic cultivators in vain. Not to mention that the Qingchi Sect will send new people to enlighten people next year, the place where the demonic disaster is raging will have to languish for at least several decades, and the small clan of casual cultivators will grow up. It’s going to be nearly a hundred years, isn’t it like giving your own hen that lays eggs to others to enjoy!”

"Maybe... the demonic disaster has other uses."

Li Xuanxuan shook his head, moved his mind away, and read several dark jade slips one by one.

They are the "Life Sacrifice Blood Volume" used to escape, which should be the blood wind used by the demon cultivator to escape, followed by the "Ghost Baby in the Belly" for reincarnation, and the "Transformation of the Blood Capital Yuan Jing" used to transform the immortal path into the demonic path...

There are a total of five spells, all of which require the use of human blood, spirit machines, and resentment, which are not good things. The two of them only read the general outline and roughly understood the secrets of demonic cultivation.

Demonic cultivation also starts from the fetal breath, but after condensing the fetal breath for six rounds, it turns out that instead of practicing Qi immediately, the six rounds merge into one different palace.

Once this different palace is completed, the Juque Court, Shengyang Palace, and Qihai Cave are integrated into one, and the body is no longer the foundation of cultivation, but becomes a boat in the sea of ​​suffering like Shi Xiu.

There are many mysteries in this that are hard to describe, as if there is a strange magic power that sucks other people's spiritual consciousness into it, and unconsciously runs it according to the route in the technique. Fortunately, this force is not strong, and the two of them are just in a trance. Then he woke up.

Li Xuanxuan thought he was not a strong-willed person, so he did not dare to take a closer look and let go in a hurry.

"A different house...that's what the so-called technique of sharing a furnace with a different house means..."

Li Yuanjiao also heard what Murong Xia said when he went south, saying that what it means to have a head in your belly is different. Anyway, everyone in the world has his own way of cultivation, so it is difficult to study it exhaustively.

"It's just that I went to Guanyunfengfang City a few days ago, and the four foundation-building demon cultivators who besieged Guanyunfeng had the glory of immortal foundations... What's the explanation for this?"

Just as Li Yuanjiao was thinking about it, Li Xuanxuan silently picked up the black jade slip of the "Transformation of Blood Capital Yuan Jing" in front of him.

"Peng!"

With a movement of his hand, Li Xuanxuan crushed the jade slips that recorded the "Transformation of Blood Capital Yuan Jing" into pieces, put away the remaining four jade slips, and said to Li Yuanjiao:

"Find a secret room and store it. With these exercises as a reference, the juniors will not be unprepared for demonic cultivation."

Li Yuanjiao nodded and picked up a jade bottle from the case. This jade bottle was one size larger than the ordinary elixir bottle and was light green in color.

The spiritual sense penetrated into it, and there was a mouthful of clear spiritual water in the bottle. It was deep and cold, light black in color, about half of the bottle was swaying, like a whole body, exuding waves of chill, which made Li Yuanjiao feel dazed and whispered softly. road:

"Heaven and Earth Spiritual Water?"

Li Xuanxuan quickly took it and took a look, also shivering from the cold, but his knowledge was not much higher than that of Li Yuanjiao. Although he had seen some spiritual objects in Fangshi all the year round, he had never seen the spiritual water of heaven and earth.

"Maybe? It could also be some special spiritual energy from heaven and earth..."

He hesitated for a moment, then saw Li Yuanjiao put it away carefully, and said hurriedly:

"And take it to the clan's treasure trove, just in case."

There are only a few bottles of the remaining elixirs scattered here and there that are usable. There are even two green bottles, one bottle of blood and one bottle of resentment. It is estimated that there are enough for more than a thousand people, and there are also the heads of some qi-training monks. The organs were used to cast spells, so they were hurriedly buried by people.

I don't know what to do with these two blue bottles, so I can only save them first. The remaining thirty or so spiritual stones will be the bulk, which makes Li Yuanjiao breath a sigh of relief.

It can only be said that the demon cultivators burned, killed, looted, and made a lot of money. Ordinary Qi cultivators only had five or six on their possessions. He had a full thirty-five, which was enough for the Li family to be comfortable in the next five years.

"It's a pity that I can't keep the magic cultivator's storage bag. It has a lot of space and must be worth a lot of money! This magic cultivator doesn't seem to be very strong... I don't know where he stole it from."

Li Xuanxuan shook his head regretfully. The storage bag is the easiest place to manipulate. Even the storage bags of several direct descendants of the Li family have been tampered with. Li Xuanxuan was in an emergency situation at the time. How could he have thought that this storage bag would be like this? Well, I don’t even dare to stay.

After the two of them distributed their belongings, they were in a good mood. There were already clan soldiers coming up below, followed by an old monkey about five feet tall, with a wrinkled face and clear and wise eyes, silently bowing.

The old monkey was cured of his injuries and was rid of the fire poison. Li Xuanxuan then saw that the monkey was not young. It was washed away from the charcoal ash. His hair was white all over. He was short in stature and could not reach Li Xuanxuan's chin. He looked at it with gratitude. he.

"Dare to ask..."

Li Xuanxuan didn't know whether to call him Taoist friend or senior. He only found that the monkey seemed to have some problems with his throat and could only pronounce some syllables. He said warmly:

"Don't know your friend's name?"

The old monkey shook his head, pointed to Li Xuanxuan, and then pointed to his forehead. Li Xuanxuan asked thoughtfully:

"Fellow Taoist, would you like to live in my Li family?"

The old monkey nodded repeatedly, and Li Xuanxuan was overjoyed. After all, the old monkey was a warrior at the fourth level of Qi training. He probably also knew about pharmacology and spiritual plants. He was really a good helper, so he tentatively said:

"Fellow Taoist, from now on, you will enter the door and wall of my house and follow me, Li family."

The white monkey nodded, opened his mouth, and spit out a green jade pestle. Li Yuanjiao watched Li Xuanxuan take it, and he was also surprised and said repeatedly:

"The [Wanling Flower] on Huaqian Mountain has not sprouted for a long time, so why not invite him to take a look."

Li Xuanxuan understood, lowered his head and explained to him for a while, and ordered his clan soldiers to send him there. Then he turned back, smiled at Li Yuanjiao and said:

"Don't look at the brilliance of these magical instruments. I don't think they are as good as this old monkey. I will let him learn calligraphy tomorrow and write down the skills and knowledge. My family will have more inheritance!"

"Father has good luck."

Li Yuanjiao also had this idea in mind. He praised it cheerfully and picked up the emerald green jade pestle and jade mortar. Although both were low-grade magical tools, they were rare and quite precious. He muttered:

"They are called [Jasper Pestle] and [Jasper Mortar]."

The corner of Li Xuanxuan's mouth twitched. For the first time, he realized that his child was not very bad at naming. He shook his head and said:

"Gui Luan thought of Xi Zhi's name!"

"good."

Li Yuanjiao didn't know why his father asked about this matter. He didn't know why, but Li Xuanxuan smiled and shook his head.

Li Xuanxuan was raised in the cave for a few days. Li Yuanjiao wanted to wait for news from Guanyun Peak, so he simply didn't go back to Wutu Peak. He just waited for the news on Lijing Mountain and chatted with Li Xuanxuan more about his family affairs.

Li Xuanxuan started talking about the death of his father Li Changhu. He talked for two days, and then some clan soldiers came to report that Tian Youdao and An Zheyan were back.

Tian Youdao only made a breakthrough in Qi training when he was sixty years old. Now he looks like an old man, wearing a gray coat. He was sent to check the situation at Guanyun Peak. He solemnly raised his hands and replied:

"Chen Tao was shocked, one against four, and held on for half a day. He died of exhaustion. Before he died, he shouted: Daling Taoism is over, and the sound shook the heaven and the earth, and it was endless."

Li Xuanxuan and Li Yuanjiao looked at each other, feeling as if their lips were dying and their teeth were cold. Tian Youdao continued to say solemnly:

"This man is about to die. The green water on Guanyun Peak is floating like rain and fog, and the demonic smoke is billowing, dragging the demons to the south."

"south?"

The two of them immediately relaxed. As long as the demons did not swarm around Lixia County and bloom everywhere, it would definitely be considered a good thing. Li Yuanjiao whispered:

"The south should have gone to the mushroom forest and other places."

As a result, the actions of this group of demon cultivators seemed particularly suspicious. It was the demon cultivators from Mushroom Plains and other places who gathered together and broke into the Xiao family's market. They immediately went back to their respective families, clearly intending to embarrass the Xiao family. .

After Tian Youdao reported the situation, he immediately left. An Yuyan came up in a hurry. His temperament was much more carefree. Although he had experienced ups and downs, he still spoke in a fiery manner:

"Family Master! The Xiao family's formation at Youfeng has been open for six days, isolating the inside and outside, and asking me to wait for a good time."

"Until the formation was untied, the Xiao family only came out and led me and several other families in. They met with Mr. Guitu and said that although the Xiao family was attacked, they were not seriously ill and only two of their foundations were broken. The real person We have returned to the peak, so there is no need to worry.”

"The real person has returned to the peak."

Li Yuanjiao waved his hand to let him go down, and he couldn't guess how true or false Xiao Guitu's words were. It was just that the Xiao family was his backer, so he could only believe the truth or falsehood.

"Just wait..."

An Yuyan then stepped back, and the old monkey came up in a hurry, and after gesticulating with Li Xuanxuan for a while, he finally understood.

"It's because the spiritual springs in Huaqian Mountain are not enough to provide sufficient spiritual inspiration."

Li Yuanjiao suddenly realized. No wonder Wang Xun said that this [Wanling Flower] is delicate and delicate. The spiritual spring on Huaqian Mountain cannot satisfy this spiritual root. He thought about it carefully and suddenly said:

"The families on the east coast...the Rui family and the Pu family that are close to my home seem to have a spiritual spring, right?"

It was Li Yuanping's plan to send troops to the east coast. Firstly, it could resolve the conflicts within the clan, secondly, it could collect offerings, and thirdly, these families could use mortals as medicine and enjoy great righteousness.

"In this case, these families will have to ask for help."

He sent someone to inform Li Yuanping that since the demonic cultivators had not come from the west, Li Yuanjiao did not need to take the pill in a hurry. He could only practice silently and strive to break through the seventh level of Qi training before the end of the year.

The market was ruined, so Li Xuanxuan naturally couldn't go anymore, so he simply took advantage of this life-and-death situation to gain some understanding and practice in seclusion. Li Qiuyang returned home after not spending time with his family for many years.

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It snows heavily at the end of the year.

The snow in the past two years has been extremely rare, and this year's heavy snow seems to be rare. Perhaps it is to commemorate those who died in this disaster, and it fell particularly heavily.

The sky and the earth were completely white. Li Yuanping stood on a high observation tower and looked down. The soldiers and horses below were languid, their hands and feet trembling in the howling winter.

He patted the snow on his body. Next to him, Li Ximing was nine years old and had a second-level cultivation level. He hugged his fur and stood in the snow with his father.

Li Yuanping's face is still pale, but it is more haggard than the previous two years, and his hair is slightly whiter, but it was deliberately dyed black, so he looks younger.

The demonic cultivators came and went, taking countless lives along the way. The Li family spent several months inquiring about the news. Some said that the demonic cultivators wandered into the territory of Ziyanmen, while others said that they wandered in the mushroom forest.

"If you have a headache, it's also the Yuan family's fault."

Li Yuanping had taken care of Shan Yue's affairs these days, so he took advantage of the time to settle the matters at home before the demon cultivator came to Wangyue Lake.

This matter was naturally what Li Yuanping had been thinking about for a long time. He sent troops to the east coast to subdue the chaotic families on the east coast and bring order.

"Master, it's time."

The young man's voice woke him up. In front of him was Li Xi'an, dressed in armor and holding a spear, standing quietly in front of him. These years of experience made him look more mature, at least he was no longer confused when speaking and doing things.

"Um."

Li Yuanping lowered his head and looked down again. The soldiers and horses below stood in the heavy snow for a while, looking languid. The other groups of soldiers and horses had already set off long ago, but this one was the only one left behind.

Li Xiya finally got the order, hurriedly walked down the high platform, got on his horse, and the heavy horse under him was taller than himself, standing quietly in the snow.

"drive!"

Ice-cold snowflakes splashed as he rode on horseback, leading these young soldiers through the snow-capped mountains and forests. There was always doubt in his heart:

"The families on the east coast are weak... As long as one person can practice Qi, and several wombs can come out of the horse, it can be determined with a snap of the fingers, so why use the children of the clan as soldiers and generals... Isn't it superfluous?"

This time, the Li family mobilized more than 5,000 people and marched in five groups. The remaining four groups were all clan soldiers. Perhaps because of insufficient manpower, they also conquered the clan's children to make up for his group, led by Li Xi'ao.

Li Xiya kept walking through the jungle at an unhurried speed, somewhat unable to understand the clan's intentions. Snowflakes were falling, and he was thinking about other things:

"The head of the family said he wanted to rectify the family tradition, so he used the children of the clan as soldiers, but he had never practiced before, so suddenly, just marching in the snowy night, what use would it be?"

The doubts in Li Xi'ao's heart were getting thicker. This time the conscription came out of the blue, as if they were collecting prisoners. They forcibly escorted a group of disciples over. Most of these disciples also had bad deeds...

He suddenly realized something, looked back at the soldiers and horses who had been pulled out more than ten steps, and swallowed silently.

"Maybe... there's no need for them at all..."

Adjusting time off is really killing people. I was really rushed today. I will relax a little tomorrow and see if I can add more time.