Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Lu Jiangxian raised it for two years, and then he saw the turbid air of heaven and earth surging in the jian, the golden light flowing, the aura rising slightly, and his consciousness moved to trace the connection between the talisman and the jianzi itself.

"Li Xuanfeng has established the foundation."

The feedback from Li Xuanfeng's foundation building was less than before. It only brought an increase in some kind of spiritual consciousness and profound light. Just like Li Chijing was the first to break through in Qi training, the feedback from the Li family's breakthrough in Qi training gradually gradually Not as good as before, lacking some kind of qualitative change.

‘Now that we are gradually getting the means, we still need to cultivate a Zifu. ’

Lu Jiangxian's witchcraft skills are getting stronger now, and he already has many witchcraft methods. However, he only has Yuehua series of spells in his hands. Not only are they eye-catching, but the Qilin'er he cultivates may also be coveted by various purple mansions... …

‘We just need to wait for the Li family to donate the Zifu dharma blood before planning. ’

Lun Qi is a combination of essence, incense, and soul. Naturally, it is impossible to obtain the blood of Zifu. Lu Jiangxian only collected it through the sacrifices of the Li family.

"It's a pity that the current Dharma Book cannot accommodate monks, otherwise everything would be much better."

He planned by himself for a while, and a small buzzing voice sounded in his ears:

"Hereby is the Li family of Li Jing, who worships the delicacies of the common people and eats cold food and sacrifices. The incense is endless every year... On the Three Yuan and Six Festivals, there is no disrespect. They sacrifice the time and the sun, and the sacrifices are not cut off... Use smoke to burn the sacrifices. Blood sacrifice salary..."

"Edict."

A ray of white light broke through the layers of gloomy clouds and fell into Lu Jiangxian's hand. A series of red beads also appeared on the case. Lu Jiangxian bound them with magic power and first looked at the Qi in his hand.

"A monster in the middle stage of Qi training."

He estimated that the Qi of this trap was a little thin, Dali Mountain was difficult to enter, and most of the monsters in Wangyue Lake were cunning and cunning, so it was quite difficult to catch this monster.

"Fortunately, I still have some food left at home."

The Li family left a lot of qi-training level ash baskets from their sacrifices in the past. Lu Jiangxian saved a lot of them. Now he took out a wisp to make up the ash baskets to perfection. The Li family still has a lot of ash baskets, so he will not add any more.

As soon as his consciousness swept away, the monks from the Li family who had received talismans were already standing on the jade platform on the mountain.

"The Qi Qi can break through realms and improve cultivation. It is best to give it to Qi-training monks. But Xiyue is a fetal breath monk, so it is better to wait until you have the Foundation-Building White Qi before giving it to you."

But Lu Qi can only be given to those who have the talisman. After thinking about it, Lu Jiangxian fixed his eyes on Li Xuanxuan, who was skinny and old due to blood escape and serious injuries:

'I have been working hard for more than sixty years, and my path has been cut off several times... It is better to teach me the potion and then take the elixir to advance to the later stage of Qi training. ’

With a gentle tap in his hand, the gray basket fell into Li Xuanxuan's eyebrows like a shooting star. Lu Jiangxian's eyes lit up, and several gray seal characters appeared:

"Stay profitable and stay safe."

Unlike before, the Li family had several qi to choose from, but now Li Xuanxuan only has one qi to accept, which is [maintaining profit and maintaining peace].

This Lun Qi is commonplace and can slightly increase the success rate of cultivating immortals such as alchemy and painting. According to Lu Jiangxian's current understanding of Lun Qi, it should be able to balance the good and the bad, calm down the storm and avoid twists and turns.

"It's not bad for Li Xuanxuan. This Qi is a combination of destiny and magical power. With this Qi to protect you, you should be able to live for a few more years."

After giving away the Qi, Lu Jiangxianfu picked up the blood beads on the table.

The magic power was gently refined, and a string of blood beads quickly melted, attracted each other, and condensed into a red jade bead the size of a fist. Lu Jiangxian scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and silently realized the magical power.

‘Chi Buzi is indeed [Ru Chongzhuo]. ’

Chi Wei can cultivate to the peak of Zifu. Qingchi Sect must have this set of Tongshen exercises, but I don’t know which golden nature this set of Tongshen seeks...

‘Looking at the appearance of the monks in the Jiangnan Zi Mansion, they are all trying their best to avoid cultivating the same lineage. If what they are seeking is [Lushui Wu Yuan Fu Yun Xing], won’t it have an impact on the Lushui True Lord? ’

Lu Jiangxian still knows very little about the cultivation above Zifu, and he has some doubts in his heart at this moment.

‘We can only wait to find out more information in the future. ’

…

Blood was flowing on the jade platform on Lijing Mountain. The catfish demon fell straight to the ground. The blood and incense rose up and slowly dispersed in the world that no one could see.

Li Xuanxuan was paying close attention to several juniors, but he never expected that Shengyang Mansion suddenly shook, gray lights appeared, and the mana in his body increased.

Li Xuanxuan felt the surge of mana in his body in disbelief, his face turned red, and he paused for several breaths before reacting and quickly sat cross-legged.

The Li family members quickly retreated, but in just one stick of incense, Li Xuanxuan's cultivation improved from the fourth level of Qi training to the sixth level of Qi training. He slowly exhaled and opened his eyes.

"Congratulations, father."

Facing the juniors who came up to him, Li Xuanxuan twirled his beard and smiled happily. He talked about the efficacy of his Qi and said with a smile:

"I never thought that an old guy like me would be able to obtain a pot of Qi in this life. The effect is quite consistent. I will be more confident in making talismans in the future!"

He smiled cheerfully, pulled Li Yuanjiao over and asked:

"Why don't I stabilize my cultivation for a few years, then use that pill, enter the advanced stage, and add some combat power to my family."

Li Yuanjiao naturally congratulated him and nodded in agreement, feeling quite satisfied with the result.

After all, the blood of Zifu didn't have much effect. What came out was still a gray basket. Although it looked refined and bright, it was just a gray basket after all. Whether it was given to Xi Ming or Xi Jun, he would be a little reluctant to part with it. .

'When the foundation is broken through at home, these two boys should also practice their Qi, and they can find a foundation-building monster to slay these two children. ’

…

There were sacrificial ceremonies on the mountain and down the mountain. A group of people from the Li family who had received the talisman were on the mountain. At the bottom of the mountain, Li Xi'ao, the eldest brother of the Xiyue generation, was sent to organize the ceremony. He brought a group of young people from the Xiyue generation to make it lively. Noisy.

Li Yuanping did everything in a flawless manner. Li Xiyi had never been raped and was already very embarrassed. Acting like this would not only make him feel uncomfortable, but also make Xiyue's face show up. It was the best of both worlds.

Li Xi'ao felt that he was under a lot of trust and was quite stressed. He had started preparing for it more than half a year ago. Now that the sacrifice was complete without any problems, he breathed a sigh of relief and was already sweating behind him.

After coming down from the sacrificial platform and changing his clothes, someone hurriedly came to report that it was Li Yuanjiao who wanted to see him.

Li Xi'ao didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly went up the mountain, and then stepped into the main hall. There was a young man sitting in the middle hall, wearing a black robe, his eyebrows were frowned tightly, as if he had something on his mind.

'Since my ancestor passed away, the smile on Father Zhong's face has become less and less...'

Li Yuanjiao himself did not notice the changes in himself, but Li Xi'an was the eldest brother of the Xiyue generation. He was more than ten years older than his younger brothers, and he still had many memories of Li Yuanjiao's appearance when he was young.

He was a kind-hearted person, and now he sighed in his heart and bowed down:

"Xi'ao pays homage to Uncle Cong! Congratulations to Uncle Cong for his great progress in immortality."

According to the patriarchal tradition, Li Yuanjiao was not his biological father-in-law, but his uncle who was separated by a generation. However, the direct descendants of the mountain clan had always been so distant from each other. They regarded him as his father-in-law in private. Now that he was officially paying homage to him, he was called so.

Li Xi'ao was moved in his heart, and Li Yuanjiao, who had never thought of taking the lead, also made a decision and felt extremely guilty:

‘Back then, I had no share in the talisman’s inheritance, so I had to send him down the mountain. Now I want to take away his share of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth through brotherly love... harm! ’

Although Li Yuanjiao felt guilty, he was a decisive person and said warmly without a pause:

"Xi'an has now broken through the fifth level of fetal breath. It seems that he has worked hard to cultivate."

"I don't dare to relax."

Li Xi'ao agreed obediently, and the two chatted for a few words. Li Yuanjiao said bluntly:

"Uncle Donghe collected the [Golden Yang Huangyuan] in the west. Counting the days, it will be delivered in one or two years. This thing is extremely difficult to collect. The family is trying their best to get it, but they can only get one in the past seven years. …”

"This thing is so scarce, I'm afraid not everyone in the four veins can get it. Zhongmai can only get one..."

Li Xi'ao was stunned for a moment, with an anxious look on his face, and said quickly:

"Xi Jun is now at the fourth level of fetal breath! Father Zhong left this spiritual energy of heaven and earth to him! Bo'er is stupid and is afraid that this good spiritual energy will be wasted, so he doesn't dare to let his brother wait for seven years."

Before Li Yuanjiao could say the next words, he choked on his words. He suddenly stopped talking and slowly sat up straight, showing a bit of dangerous suspicion.

'Um? ’

He had managed families and led soldiers, killed mountains and rectified nobles, and was used to seeing cunning and deceit. When he heard these words, he felt that his loyalty seemed fake, and his color suddenly changed. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Li Xi'an carefully.

Then I saw that this young man's eyes were clear and honest. His appearance was not outstanding, and his eyes were not majestic. He was generous and full of trust.

"you……"

Li Yuanjiao dodged away by himself, his heart moved secretly, and he nodded in a muffled voice:

"If you can think like this, it's naturally good, then go ahead."

Li Xi'ao bowed and was about to retreat, but Li Yuanjiao was happy and said with a smile:

"Harm! You...are such a good brother! Xijun is so lucky to have a brother like you!"

Li Xi stepped back and turned around, shook his head slightly, bumped into Li Yuanjiao for the first time, and bowed warmly:

"Back to Zhongfu, Xi'an is the eldest son of the clan. Whether it's Xijun, Ximing, or Xi Zhi who practices in the Immortal Sect, they are all brothers of Er. Both brothers are happy and happy, but Xi'an will not Have other thoughts."

"Being jealous or striving for power and gain, Xi'an is unable to do such things and has no interest in doing them."

He has a gun behind him, his clothes are fluttering, and his eyes are firm and bright. The young man in his 24s and 50s is at the peak of his heroic spirit, and his ordinary, even a little too honest face is made majestic.

"good!"

Li Yuanjiao sighed, his depressed mood dissipated a lot, he laughed happily, called him up, took out a jade bottle from his sleeve, and said seriously:

"This is a secret barrier-breaking pill passed down from the clan. Take it and take it. It will be of great benefit to break through the sixth level of fetal breath and strive to break through Qi training before the age of thirty."

"The effect of this item is too amazing. It is an ancestral elixir and must not be passed on to others."

"yes!"

Li Xi'ao looked happy, took it, respectfully swore the Xuanjing Spiritual Oath, and quietly waited for his instructions.

Li Yuanjiao waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Go down, go down and find a cave, and have a good retreat to break through."

Li Xi'ao nodded and retreated. Li Yuanjiao then took out some elixirs and spiritual objects from his storage bag, placed them on the case, took out a pen and ink, and wrote a small letter to Li Yuanping.

‘Fu Ke is the mainstay of the clan, loved by his superiors and subordinates. My uncle was frugal during his lifetime, and his Zhongmai family was pure and bitter. He took all his food, supplies and spiritual things from Wutu Peak. ’

Putting away his pen and ink, the smile on Li Yuanjiao's face gradually disappeared, and he looked into the sky in ecstasy, as if through layers of fog, he saw a face with a hearty smile and a majestic appearance.

"Now that we are brothers, we are happy and happy,"

'Brother...brother...'

…

Lijing Mountain.

Li Ximing had not been home for two years, so he discussed family affairs with his father Li Yuanping. They talked for a whole night, and then went to see his mother first and then Mrs. Dou.

Mrs. Dou is the wife of Li Xuanxuan and the mother of Li Yuanping. She is also a rare female qi-training monk in the clan, with very high skills.

Li Ximing, the mother-in-law who loved him the most since he was a child, is now a qi-training monk. As soon as they met, he stuffed elixirs and spiritual objects into his hands and said:

"If you use the things from your eldest mother's family, don't be afraid to use them!"

Li Ximing accepted it with a wry smile. After dealing with things at home for a few days, he finally had some free time. He sat on the stone steps of the small courtyard with the moonlight shining. He took out the medicine bag and packed it carefully.

Xiao Yuansi prepared this method of collecting herbs for him, and Li Ximing studied it carefully, and now he has gained a little bit. At least the fetal breath spiritual objects and most of the Qi training spiritual objects can be easily stored without damaging the properties of the medicine.

'Brother F also invited me to Dongshan Yue, and maybe he prepared some spiritual objects. Brother always puts others before himself...'

Just as he was thinking about it, he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder. Li Ximing was in his own formation, so he was naturally unprepared. He raised his head with a smile, and saw a face with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes.

"Xijun!"

Li Xijun didn't usually smile. He was a man of few words and careful actions. After seeing his brother whom he hadn't seen for many years, he smiled. He came closer, took a sniff, and said softly:

"Such a strong herbal smell."

Li Ximing smiled warmly and replied:

"Master Xiao's method of collecting herbs is like this. The smell is particularly strong, and it can wake up the mind, clear the eyes, and calm the mind."

"You are quite gentle."

Li Xijun stood with his hands behind his back. Among the three Xiyue brothers, he was the most like the Li family. Li Xi was generous, Li Xi was graceful, and Li Ximing was gentle. He was the only one who was cautious and suspicious, never leaving his sword.

Li Ximing smiled and said:

"I heard that you are practicing in Yuting Mountain every day. Why did you suddenly return home?"

"I have a call from my uncle."

Li Xijun suddenly looked depressed and said in a low voice:

"I don't know why, Uncle Jiao suddenly sent me up the mountain, saying that my brother has great love and cannot live up to it. He also said that I have better talents and that I should protect my brother more."

His gray-black eyes moved slightly, looking particularly handsome in the moonlight, and he said suspiciously:

"Doesn't this blame me...my brother's temperament, how can any brother get along with him? Could it be that someone is slandering him?"

"Uncle Jiao lost his brother when he was young. Perhaps he was emotionally moved by the scene and was afraid it would happen again."

Li Ximing said casually and whispered:

"I heard that every time this section is performed in the pear garden down the mountain, the whole audience cries, young people mourn and old men shed tears."

The two were silent for a long time. Li Xijun held the sword in his arms and said softly, as if he had been holding it for a long time:

"Brother Fu is gradually taking care of the family affairs, and several brothers who were born as concubines have also started families. You and I are about to practice Qi, Father Zhong is about to build the foundation, and the clan will soon fall into your hands."

He turned his face slightly, the cold light of Qingfeng in his arms was shining brightly, and said with a smile:

"Let me tell you, brother, you go to the fire to refine and pray for the elixir, while I walk up to the snow and get it from the front. With you and me in the clan, we should have nothing to fear."

Li Ximing laughed and replied:

"good."

The two brothers took the spirit wine and talked all night long under the moonlight, from Qingchi to the south and north of the Yangtze River, until the golden crow rose and the sky and the earth were covered in golden red, then they staggered and fell asleep at their desks.