Xuanjian Immortal Clan

The cave of Master Yuan was built in a simple way. It looked like ordinary bluestone. There were no gorgeous decorations. However, there was a bronze beast placed in front of the cave. It was neither a wolf nor a tiger, with a curled-up shape.

Ning Wan walked in front, and the two of them entered the cave together. The Master of Elements was standing high above, holding a small, light golden seal in his hand, watching in rapt attention.

Li Xuanfeng met the Zifu monk for the first time. The real elemental person had a round face and no power. He looked like he was only in his twenties. He put one hand on his knee and looked leisurely and contented.

The white air is everywhere, flowing endlessly, and the spiritual energy is surprisingly rich. I am afraid that if you catch it in a handful, it can be refined into a [Xiaoqing spiritual energy]. The ankles are even ice cold, and it is probably a kind of heaven and earth spiritual water.

The elemental was wearing light armor, and there was a halberd lying flat beside him, both of which were shining with light gold, and he looked up.

"Li Xuanfeng/Junior has seen a real person!"

The master of the element responded with a "hmm" and had no other expression.

The green cave is surrounded by walls on all sides, and the blue stone is covered with lines of words, which are covered by the spiritual energy condensed into mist. The content cannot be seen clearly, and only many smear marks can be distinguished, with different shades.

The element did not keep the two of them waiting for a long time. After a short pause, he asked:

"Wan'er, the brilliance in Taixu has disappeared. That person should have been resurrected. Maybe he is between Yufu County and Lin'an County. People should pay attention to it and make sure there is no conflict."

"Junior knows!"

Ning Wan nodded slightly, and Yuan Yuan said again:

"Arrange the scene of returning all the way north, slaying demons and defending the road. Don't let him break the golden nature of Goulian. Send him back safely and let it go."

Li Xuanfeng listened to the conversation between the two and remained silent, only secretly thinking about it in his heart. Then Yuan Yuan moved his eyes to him and said warmly:

"Did Li Mutian create an immortal foundation? What kind of immortal foundation did he create?"

This topic was unexpected, but fortunately Li Xuanfeng got the reminder and thought about it for a long time along the way. At this moment, he didn't have much panic in his heart and replied:

"Foundation building is just a rumor. The first eldest father was just a mortal. The family was weak at that time, so he deliberately let the rumors go, just to take advantage of the situation."

Elemental nodded and whispered:

"It is not an accident that a mortal has four sons and three spiritual apertures. Do you know why?"

The most important question was finally put on the table. Li Xuanfeng was well aware of Zifu's methods and tricks. He nodded, simply retreating in order to advance, and replied:

"The real person Mingjian, my own family has also been troubled for a long time. I often wonder which ethnic group of the Zi Mansion I am. I even heard that the descendant of the Immortal Mansion is surnamed Li, and I wonder if they are related."

This topic was almost taboo, and Ning Wan was so frightened that she couldn't help but look sideways. Li Xuanfeng's face remained calm and his tone was calm, as if he was talking about an ordinary trivial matter.

"oh?"

Master Yuan Yue laughed, looked at it with a smile, and replied:

"Donghua Li Jiangqun?! You dare to think!"

He waved his hand and said softly:

"Li and Cui in the world are mostly from Wei. According to the old rules, they are most likely to come from the Li family of Wei State at that time. The third one is the Tanshan Li family of Wu State. The Li family has made great achievements in modern times and left a lot of blood. "

"As for Master Donghua..."

Master Yuan Yuan stared at Li Xuanfeng's gray eyes and said with a smile:

"Master Donghua was born in the Ning Kingdom. He is known as a man whose blood turns into laurels and his tears turn into frost. If your family could be married to each other, how would they look like now?"

After saying this, Yuan Yu paused and still said softly:

"Come forward."

Li Xuanfeng took a step forward. Elemental pressed one hand on his shoulder, and used the other hand to cast a spell. Colorful light flowed from his hand. Li Xuanfeng only felt a pain in his fingertips and bleeding.

Then the blood rolled and jumped, spinning continuously in the colorful light, turning into a golden light, and the element said:

"It is indeed Wei Li. He must have broken off his orthodoxy early..."

The element is a monk from Zifu. It is extremely difficult to spend so much thought on this issue. He waved his hand and dispersed the spell, saying softly:

"Your family is the descendant of Wei and Li..."

He was stunned for two breaths, and suddenly realized something. He seemed to understand something that had been bothering him for a long time. The doubts in his heart were suddenly solved, and he smiled and said:

"I wonder why those bald donkeys always have trouble with the Li family! It turns out that's the reason! Hu Jie destroyed Wei and took control of the north, destroying the Zhaoyuan Immortal Mansion. This blood feud is naturally the best medicine for destiny! "

"It must have been left behind by the main lineage of Wei and Li!"

Yuan Yuan is hundreds of years old and has become tired of most of the fun in the world. Now that he understands the cause and effect, he feels very happy and smiles authentically:

"It's a good trick. With such a design, I'm afraid even those bald donkeys can't figure out why your fate is yours! Wrath only knows how to kill whales, but it doesn't know where this whale came from."

"If I hadn't done it casually, who could have broken through this matter? Taking advantage of Mingyang's golden nature to entangle and plan for thousands of years, this is what a great monk does! This is what we call a golden elixir monk!"

Li Xuanfeng seemed to understand what he heard, and finally resolved the crisis, but Yuan Yuan became excited, paced back and forth, and suddenly said with regret:

"No wonder Xiao Chuting plays chess like this. If this person wasn't an old guy, he would really be a formidable young man!"

Ning Wan was also shocked by the element's gaffe. She was more knowledgeable and could vaguely hear some causes and consequences.

‘Could it be a matter of wrathful Maha! ’

A little knowledge is often the most shocking. Ning Wan felt a chill in her back, and deep fear arose in her heart:

‘Is this the work of the Golden Core cultivator... Even if he is besieged and dies, he can still leave a backup plan for the Ninth Mahasabha who will die a thousand years later! ’

Her heart felt cold, and she felt a deep sense of powerlessness toward the Lord Lushui Wuyuan Fuyu above her head:

‘Who can intervene in the plans of the three true kings of Yue? ’

Li Xuanfeng listened silently, trying hard to collect information, and gradually understood a little bit. The real person in front of him didn't want to say anything anymore. He seemed to be sure that his family was Wei Li, and patted his shoulder hard and said with a smile:

"Li Xuanfeng, since you haven't married yet, you might as well match my Ning family."

Li Xuanfeng paused for a moment. Before he could say anything, Master Yuan Yuan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile:

"Wan'er, don't think about it. She has the appearance of Zifu, but it's not easy for you to follow this path."

Li Xuanfeng looked at his expression and knew that he couldn't refuse. Yuan Yuan said softly:

"Hemian is good, hurry up and do it, don't delay."

…

Li family, Lijing Mountain.

The small courtyard on the top of the mountain was eerily quiet, and the moonlight was as white as frost, falling all over the place.

Li Ximing was dressed in white and knelt quietly on the ground. His cheeks were swollen and turned red.

Li Yuanjiao immediately straddled the top with a gloomy look on his face. His originally fierce expression was filled with shock and anger, as if he was about to eat the person in the next second.

Different from the silent anger of his uncle Li Tongya, Li Yuanjiao's anger came from his eyes. When his expression became tense, there was a strong malice, and his teeth and claws were spread on his face.

Li Qinghong arrived early, with a face as cold as frost, and stood quietly. Li Ximing did not dare to raise his head.

After dozens of breaths, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door. Li Yuanping pushed the door open and walked in. His face was ugly, his heart and lungs were aching, he didn't say a word, and he stood silently aside.

Li Yuanjiao narrowed his eyes, forcibly restrained his anger, and said softly:

"Brother Ping, is this the work of the 'Old Man on the River'?"

There was no trace of blood on Li Yuan's face. He bowed his thin body and said in a deep voice:

"It's not necessary, let alone... isn't there a talisman?"

Li Yuanjiao shook his head slowly, feeling depressed in his heart. He was about to retreat when he was suddenly woken up. His descendants had made him look like this. How could he not be upset? He only regretted:

'I just blame me for being busy practicing every day, but I didn't see the younger generation clearly. I thought he was a temperate and conservative person, so I hastily sent him to the Xiao family... Blame me, blame me! ’

It was not clear whether any seeds were left in the Xiao family, and Li Yuanjiao was deeply afraid:

'Breaking Yuanyang is not a big deal at all, and it is not unprecedented for young people to have fun... It's just... in case there is an heir outside...'

'Ximing is the direct eldest son of Bo's lineage, and this child is also the longest of his lineage. If there are no heirs in the future, he will really be the only one in the lineage. Even if he has an heir, he will still have the clan's legal system...'

There was silence in the courtyard. Li Yuanping sat down slowly and said softly:

"It's better..."

Before Li Yuanping could say anything, Li Yuanjiao waved his hand to interrupt him, glanced at Li Ximing, and replied:

"Let's talk after we get into the hospital."

The three of them entered the backyard, and Li Yuanping said quietly:

"It's better to abolish this child in the clan system and drive him out of the main line, just in case."

"No!"

Li Yuanjiao looked incomprehensible and whispered:

"If you have a son in your lap, wouldn't it mean that you will have no heirs?"

"Just adopt him."

Li Ximing was his biological son, but he spoke mercilessly at this moment. There was no emotion on his face, but his hands were trembling. Li Yuanjiao shook his head and replied:

"In the final analysis, it's just a young man who wants to have fun. It shouldn't be taken too seriously. Since he sincerely repented, he took on the identity of the young master and everything else remains as before."

Li Yuanjiao's face was hidden in the deep shadows, and his voice was low:

"This matter should not be severely punished, and should be handled lightly. Isn't he afraid of the dilemma of balancing cultivation and family affairs? [Jinyang Huangyuan] will still give it to him. Before he builds the foundation, he will not be given much alchemy work."

Li Yuanping listened to this unpunished punishment, slowly raised his head and whispered:

"What about the position of young master?"

"Try Xi'an."

As soon as Li Yuanjiao finished speaking, Li Yuan's expression changed and he whispered:

"Brother...this is the way to create chaos!"

Li Yuanjiao shook his head and gritted his teeth and said:

"That's all it can do now!"

Li Yuanping's face suddenly turned red and he said in a deep voice:

"What about after Xi'an? Is it Bo Mai or Zhong Mai? Once this begins, it will be the beginning of division!"

Li Yuanjiao replied hoarsely:

"What are you going to do? Turn Ximing, a genius of his own alchemy, into a resentful enemy?..."

Li Yuanping looked stern and said fiercely:

"So what, the worst I can do is destroy his cultivation!"

At this point in his fatherhood, Li Yuanping shed two lines of tears and was speechless. Li Yuanjiao stood up from the shadows, and the moonlight shone on his face again. The young man in black robe said:

"Ximing received the talisman seed! Read the internal history!"

The two brothers fell silent. Li Qinghong listened for a long time and finally said:

"It's better than this."

"Let's first get away with it on the pretext of being deceived by supernatural powers, so that the child won't blame himself too much and appease everyone's hearts. The punishment is too severe, which is not good after all."

"Let's put this crime aside for now, and pretend that nothing happens, then explain it clearly to Xi Ming, assuming that he was deceived by supernatural powers."

Li Yuanping's anger subsided for a moment and he whispered:

"Eldest sister wants to pretend that nothing happened, but it's hard to say what the Xiao family thinks. What's more... now that this has happened, how can we use him!"

Li Qinghong replied:

"It's better to do it than to use it. He is a member of my Li family. He will be confused for a while, but he will not be confused for a lifetime. Let's take a look. Xi'an was dull back then and is now a benevolent master. Who can say for sure?"

"As for future troubles, it's hard to say how many times we drank and had sex. My brother and I are in the prime of life, and we have the Xuanguang Clan, so we won't usurp it overnight."

Li Qinghong took a breath and said warmly:

"When my great father was here, he took precautions for everything before it happened, but he never saw someone hastily planting the root of disaster through unforeseen events, so he still acted cautiously."

Li Yuanping slightly cupped his hands and said calmly:

"Brothers and sisters still need to be vigilant. My little brother is not very lucky, so he probably won't be able to prevent that day."

After saying that, he handed over his hands and Li Qinghong watched him go away. Then he looked at the silent Li Yuanjiao and sighed:

"Yuanping is too extreme! What is Ximing's crime? This is not the case! Brother, you are the same, let him say it!"

The two brothers had just had a quarrel, and it seemed that Li Yuanjiao was defending Li Ximing at all times, but in fact, this was not the case. The suggestions given by Li Yuanjiao vaguely drove him to death, and Li Yuanping finally shouted that his cultivation was abolished.

Li Yuanjiao was particularly dissatisfied and wanted to go further. Li Qinghong felt cold in his heart and finally spoke to stop him.

Li Yuanjiao listened to her persuasion, stood under the moonlight, held the long sword in his hand tightly, and whispered:

"I can't bear it either. It's Yuan Ping who is deeply responsible for his love. If not for this, he would never be willing to take it lightly again."

He deeply understood how much effort Li Yuanping put into this only son and how much hope he put into him. Li Yuanjiao murmured:

"Brother Ping is not very talented and has broken a bone. He has no hope in this life. His only hope is in this child. I had high expectations in the past, but now I am so disappointed."

Li Qinghong's heart was in chaos when he heard this, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"After all, it was the kid who let him down."

Li Yuanjiao sighed and replied:

"Don't let father and son meet during this period. Let him go to Yuting Mountain to practice!"

"Don't let Yuan Ping say anything and hurt the friendship. When the young man is angry, if he blames him too much, he might cause trouble."

Li Yuanjiao silently walked out of the courtyard. Li Ximing was still kneeling in front of the courtyard, and Li Xijun was also by his side. The difference from the previous time was that there was another Li Xi'an, silently kneeling in front of the two of them.

Seeing Li Yuanjiao coming out, Li Xi'ao said in a dull voice:

"It's because Xi'e didn't teach our brothers well, so please..."

Li Yuanjiao was irritated, waved his sleeves to interrupt him, and flew straight into the wind. He looked at Wangyue Lake in the night, tightened his grip on the sword in his hand, and said to himself:

"Old Ancestor! If you want to kill the enemy, eliminate demons, and sacrifice yourself, Jiao Wei has no hesitation. But if you want to support the mediocre and fair, Yuan Jiao is really exhausted mentally and physically..."

He stood in the wind on the lake all night, exhaled for a long time, and only murmured:

"Jiao dare not forget."

I’m too busy on Monday, so I’m sorry to push it back.

Thanks to the leader of Yunmeng Qingxian^, I have been adjusting it in the past few days. I really can't do this anymore. The rhythm is a bit messy when I increase the speed.