Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Yuan family.

Li Qinghong stayed at Jiebeifeng on the Yuan family's mushroom forest for a while. The Yuan family sent a young man to greet him. However, Li Qinghong was too powerful and the Yuan family did not dare to say anything more. They squatted in the corner like quails.

Handing the spirit stone to Yuan Huyuan was just an ordinary outing for Li Qinghong, but the blue-gray Dharma Book in his arms lit up slightly, and Lu Jiangxian's consciousness flew out, covering the northern part of the mushroom forest.

His spiritual consciousness brushed across the various immortal peaks, most of which were small Feixi tribes under the rule of the Yuan family. The main peak of the Yuan family was not here, but there were still dozens of techniques emerging.

‘One part each for the secrets of alchemy and weapon refining, seven parts for fetal breathing exercises, five parts for practicing qi exercises, and two parts for foundation-building exercises…’

In areas such as Mushroom Plains, which have been controlled by big families for hundreds of years, the division of techniques is more detailed. Unlike on Wangyue Lake, which is either fetal breath method or foundation building, Mushroom Plains is divided between Qi training and foundation building. There are also discontinuous chapters, presumably because the Yuan family controls and governs the small clans.

Lu Jiangxian placed these fetal breath and qi training techniques casually as materials for future research, and dug out the two techniques that directly pointed to foundation building:

'A third-level water-based exercise "Cangjiang Asking the Source" and a fourth-level fire-based exercise "Pheasant Fire Changxing Exercise". ’

The foundation of "Cangjiang Asking the Source" is "Hate the River", which is the same reference as "The Vast Sea". Both Xiao and Yuan families have practiced it. It is a good technique and quite magical.

As for the fourth-grade "Pheasant Fire Long Walking Kung Fu" Qi Gathering Technique that has become ineffective due to the changes in the world, it seems to be the legacy of the former immortal sect in the south, using the "Long Walking Pheasant Fire".

"On the other hand, there are quite a lot of foundation-building monks in the Yuan family. They practice different techniques and use the mysteries of their respective immortal foundations to create many places of practice..."

Scanning the treasures from the Immortal Cave Fire Vein on each Immortal Peak, Lu Jiangxian nodded secretly. Sure enough, these wealthy families who have established aristocratic families for more than a hundred years all have good things hidden in them. After all, the Li family has just risen, and is still far behind in comparison. .

The harvest was not bad, Lu Jiangxian fell back to Jianzhong, and as Li Qinghong approached the Li family, the view on Wangyue Lake gradually became clearer...

"It turns out that the demon cultivator attacked the entire Wangyue Lake..."

There was blood-colored light everywhere on the bank of Wangyue Lake. Even under the rule of the foundation-building monks Shanyue Ji Zhu and He Daoren, there was blatant blood light. These foundation-building monks showed no reaction and practiced silently in the mountain.

"It seems that the demonic disaster has communicated with these foundation-building monks, or sent people to warn... Qingchi Sect has made such a fuss and the demonic cultivators are running around, what are they planning..."

…

Jungle County.

The Jungle County is a fertile land with not many mountains and forests. There are only eight or nine hills in total. Among them, the Five Peaks of the Jungle Forest have the deepest veins and the richest spiritual power. There are many caves on the mountains. Most of the faces coming and going are young faces in the early stages of fetal breathing and Qi training.

The alleys in the usually bustling and noisy county are now empty. The magic light in the sky collides with the demonic energy and blood, making bursts of roars. [Jade Smoke Mountain] roars back and forth, causing a howl of pain.

Although the Yu family has the inheritance of the Jiang family, they don't have any effective magic. The secret skills of the Jiang family's ancestors have been lost long ago, leaving a pile of jade slips that cannot be solved, and they can only rely on magic weapons to deal with the enemy.

Yu Mugao looked at the dwindling number of clan members around him, and after calculation, there were only six demon cultivators left in front of him, who could not break through his own formation, and said in a deep voice:

"No need to waste any more time, get out and return to the battle!"

He has long become a monk in the late stage of Qi training, and his cultivation level is also among the highest in the clan. Although he is not good at fighting, he has the blessing of [Jade Smoke Mountain], which can be regarded as a powerful force.

Now, with loyal tribesmen and personally promoted foreigners, they faced the demonic cultivators. They rushed to support from left and right, and used the characteristics of the demonic cultivators to seek benefits and avoid each other to defeat them one by one. They were obviously at a disadvantage in terms of strength, but they fought hard and vigorously.

Yu Mugao used two foundation-building talismans. Seeing that most of the magic cultivators were seriously injured and defeated, and most of the towns in the dense forest county were saved, it was not worthwhile to continue fighting, so he decided to retreat and headed for the mountains.

Just as he was about to land in the mountain, he was blocked by the aroused formation. The loyal followers behind him became agitated one after another. Yu Mugao was stunned for a moment, horrified in his heart, and secretly said:

"The array at home has already left its mark, so why can't we enter the array?"

My heart skipped a beat, and I suddenly felt something was not good, so I shouted:

"Start the formation quickly!"

The monks of the Yu family guarding the mountain are the descendants of Yu Mugao. The seventh son, Yu Chengyi, is the youngest. He heard Yu Mugao's voice and trembled with fright. Just as he was about to start the formation, several elders came out, holding formation disks. cried:

"The master of the house has a spiritual mark, so why can't he open the formation? It must be a fake demon cultivator!"

This Yu Chengyi has a weak character. He hesitated for a moment and was instantly suppressed by words. Listening to the majestic words of the clan elders, not to mention opening the formation, he didn't even dare to take the formation plate.

Yu Mu Gaofu outside said again:

"Cheng Yi, start the formation quickly!"

But this voice was actually isolated outside the formation. Although Yu Mugao could not see a few elders across the formation, he immediately understood and said sadly:

"He died at the hands of a junior!"

Within the formation.

Demonic smoke was billowing outside, and screams were heard one after another. Several Yu family monks in the formation were trembling, looking at the man who was standing at the edge of the formation, looking carefully, and asked:

"Qing Lu Ke! What should we do..."

The man looked at the scene of blood flowing outside and said with a smile:

"Don't worry! The demon cultivators can't attack. Wait for a while and they will disperse."

The group of people waited on the mountain for several hours, and sure enough, they saw the black demonic energy slowly disappearing, and everything outside the formation became clear. A young man from the Yu family stepped forward and shouted:

"Qing Lu Ke, go and have a look!"

Lu Keqing nodded with a smile but not a smile. Yufeng went out and searched among the corpses on the ground for a while. Suddenly he was overjoyed. He took off the sword from his waist and chopped off the head of the corpse on the ground. He said with a smile:

"What a joy! What a joy! Elders, Yu Mugao is dead!"

He raised a head with his left hand, raised it high above his head, as if holding a trophy, and shouted:

"The tyrannical and ruthless lord is dead! The county's hairpin no longer has to surrender! I'm so happy, elder!"

Yu Chengyi suddenly turned pale and sat down in a daze. Only then did he realize that no one on the mountain cared about him anymore. Everyone was happy and worried, shouting:

"Bring the head over quickly!"

Someone on the other end shouted happily:

"Where is the Jade Seal? Where is the foundation-building magic weapon [Jade Smoke Mountain]?"

[Jade Smoke Mountain] is a foundation-building magic weapon that already possesses spirituality. Unless it is a direct bloodline of the Yu family, holding this seal is like holding a mountain. These demon cultivators cannot take it away because they cannot practice Qi.

Lu Keqing quickly took the head back to the mountain, handed it to the elder, and said:

"[Jade Smoke Mountain] The little one can't lift it up, it's still under the mountain."

The elder took the gray-haired head and took a closer look:

Yu Mugao is now over eighty years old, with gray hair, the cunning eyes on his head are slightly open, and his beard and hair are spread out. The magic cultivator's spells have made his face look gray and defeated, and there is blood on his lips.

Those eyes met the elder's greedy and joyful gaze, and the old man was so frightened that he threw away Yu Mugao's head with a "Ah!" and turned pale.

Behind him, there were people picking up the head again, but they all refused to believe that Yu Mugao was actually dead. They passed it around alternately, and Elder Yu said tremblingly:

"Although this thief is mean and ungrateful, he is not good at fighting... He deserves to be killed..."

"It's just that...this...Yu Muxian is still in the sect. If he finds out...if he finds out...we will secretly erase the marks on the formation plate...Lu Keqing! What should we do?"

It turned out that several elders were brothers of Yu Xiaogui. During his lifetime, Yu Xiaogui was worried that his eldest son Yu Mugao would massacre the clan after his death, so he used many means to secretly protect him.

Yu Mugao had already noticed it, but he was afraid that his rash actions would expose the news of Yu Xiaogui's death, and he planned to frame and kill them one by one. This elder was not an economical lamp, so he pretended not to know.

Unexpectedly, they encountered a demon cultivator unexpectedly, and everyone was rescued by Lu Keqing. The disciples under Yu Mu's knees were too weak to make a decision... and he actually became a disaster.

Lu Keqing shook his head and replied:

"Yu Muxian won't ask for the Heart Clearing Talisman if he dies in a demonic disaster. As long as I insist on it, there's a lot to be done about it!"

Mr. Yu nodded silently and said in a low voice:

"Everything is subject to your guest's arrangements!"

Lu Keqing smiled and nodded. The old man turned around, looked at the frightened faces of everyone behind him, and shouted:

"Yu Mugao is dead. All the rebellious practices have been abolished. Public fields, inspections, joint sittings, and commercial taxes have been abolished... clan tribute and clan slaves have been restored... Yu Mugao's laws have been changed, and the ancient clan system has been restored!"

The Yu family below burst into laughter and burst into cheers. Yu Mugao's head fell to the ground, his beard and hair all wet, hanging down in strands. The crowd's chorus echoed in the sky:

"Get rid of the high thieves and restore the clan system!"

The head was turned gray and dark by the magic power, but it was quite similar to An Jingming's head in the Yu family's treasury that had been preserved with magic for decades, lying alone in the rain.

…

Li Yuanping sat high on the table. He was about to be thirty years old, and the gray on his temples had appeared again. Now he was too lazy to dye it, so he let it go. According to the age of people in Dali Mountain, who would turn gray in their thirties and end in their fifties. , Li Yuanping can also call himself an old man.

The storage bags left by the two magic cultivators were not ordinary goods. Li Yuanping ordered people to go to Tsangfang City and replaced them with three fetal breath level storage bags. There were still more than 20 spirit stones left, which were sufficient. After entering the warehouse, I felt much more comfortable.

The storage bags in exchange were given to the An family brothers and the Tian family's orphans, which was regarded as an invitation to buy people's hearts.

He was preparing for the share of the offering this time. He heard that the senior brother Yu Su from Yuanwu Peak was coming this time. He was greedy and bold, so the bribes were of course necessary, and he had to be well prepared.

Li Yuanping wrote silently, and a man came up from below and presented a small letter.

"Master! The Yu family will repay you for your careful work."

Li Yuanping glanced at it, opened his eyes suddenly, looked at it again in disbelief, and lost his voice:

"Yumugao is dead?!"

"Is it true or false? What kind of conspiracy is this man playing..."

He thought for a while and realized that the current situation of the three families did not make it necessary to fake death. It would only cause unnecessary turmoil... After all, the three families had an agreement beforehand, and it was impossible for the Li family to take this opportunity to move north. They were completely asking for trouble.

However, the Yu family had a vast territory and suffered more demon cultivators, so it was understandable that Yu Mugao died.

"Let's explore again."

He still felt uneasy, so he sent someone down again, thought carefully for a while, put down his pen quite easily, burst out a muffled laugh from his throat, and said happily to his left and right:

"There is one less hungry wolf by my side, so I can sleep peacefully!"

Li Yuanping held the small letter and waited for a moment. Li Yuanping, dressed in black, rode the wind and landed in front of the courtyard. His aura was already at the eighth level of Qi training. He had accumulated a lot and it took him a few days to break through.

Li Yuanping stood up, walked down, and said with a smile:

"Brother, look at it!"

Li Yuanjiao nodded and took it, read it carefully, sighed with joy and frustration at the same time:

"It was an advantage for him! He died so easily."

The hatred of their elder brother Li Yuanxiu was still in the hearts of Li Yuanjiao and his sister, who wished they could kill the Yu family and his son. However, Yu Xiaogui was cut off by Li Tongya's sword and passed away soon after. Yu Mugao died of a demonic disaster again and barely managed to breathe.

Li Yuanping raised his head and whispered:

"After counting all the enemies of my family, Yu Mugao can be regarded as a hero even though he is not as powerful as Jia Nixi. Now that he is dead, his lifelong good governance and clan system have been in vain. The Yu family can no longer compete with my family for supremacy. This opportunity is my Li family's good fortune."

Li Yuanjiao laughed and replied:

"The Yu family spent hundreds of years stealing Chiang for Yu. How glorious was it in those days when they held banquets with other clans and forced tribute? It has only been eighty years, and now the situation is like a mountain collapsing, and the last beam has been broken."

"It's just that there is Yu Mujian. I don't know where he died. There is no news about him."

The two of them were in a good mood. Dou Yi, who was down below, took advantage of the situation and came up to report:

"Head of the family! Yu Mugao died. Yu Xiaomian, the elder of the Yu family, supported the seventh son Yu Chengyi as the leader. The other peaks were each occupied by Yu Mu Gao's descendants. They were divided into four forces and a stalemate came to an end."

Li Yuanping was moved when he heard this, but he could only say:

"It's a pity that Yu Muxian has made an oath to the three families. We cannot interfere in the Yu family's affairs or enter the Yu family's territory. Otherwise, we will take this opportunity to go north and annex most of the Yu family."

"It cannot be annexed directly. There is no problem in using some tricks."

Li Yuanjiao responded, and Li Yuanping took the letter sent by Dou Yi and said:

"Everywhere on the lake was hit by demonic disasters. The Fei family activated the [Yunnan Tiannan Formation]. There was no foundation building among the demonic cultivators. After a while of siege, Boring dissipated."

While the two brothers were discussing, there was a burst of crying and scolding in the front hall. Two fetal breath monks came up, with young faces and tears on their faces. They threw themselves on the ground and knelt down, howling:

"Please ask the master to save the little clan!"

Among the families on the east coast who paid tribute to the Li family were the Rui family and the Pu family. These two young monks came to the Li family to plant spiritual fields. They knelt on the ground and begged, crying:

"Master, all the families on the east coast are in ruins. Many qi practitioners and fetal breath demon cultivators are wreaking havoc. The spells for help have been raised one after another. I only ask the master to save the small clan..."

The two brothers Li Yuanjiao looked at each other and were immediately delighted. They both turned their attention to a large area of ​​densely packed surnames on the map.

"Families on the East Coast!"

‘This group of Qi Fei Breath Practitioners are all fat sheep…and they can take advantage of this opportunity to gather together a group of Fei Breath Clan families and gain tribute, killing two birds with one stone. Wouldn’t it be great! ’

This is to make up for yesterday.