Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Li Yuanjiao took the [Ding Lin Feng] in his hand. Boring Jinmen likes stabbing, daggers, and knife skills. This Ding Lin Feng looks weird, about six inches long, like a thin stick with two sharpened ends. Good at breaking noodles with points.

Looking at Li Xijun in front of him, Li Yuanjiao frowned and said in a deep voice:

"I was waiting in the formation to fight. You should leave early and not stay here. If I can't defeat this Situ Mo, I can still keep you here."

Kong Heng was present, and Li Xijun did not dare to claim that he could see through the situation in the formation, so he just nodded in agreement. Li Yuanjiao looked gloomy, and asked the two to draw out the spiritual water that was only one step away, and whispered to Kong Heng:

"I followed you all the way. This Situ Mo didn't follow you all the way, but flew straight to this pool of water on the wind... He understands that you and I are here!"

Kong Heng pronounced a mantra and replied:

"What the donor means is...that this person has instructions from the Zi Mansion behind his back?"

Li Yuanjiao's expression was gloomy and uncertain. In fact, he was already 60% sure. He just used the green ruler sword in his hand to cut the weeds and eradicate the roots. The man immediately disappeared in a hurry, which made him even more sure.

"It's not necessarily an instruction."

Li Yuanjiao said in a deep voice:

"The Zifu of Boring Gold Gate has not been seen for a long time. Most of the territory has fallen into the actual control of the Xiuyue Sect. Maybe some force has a grudge against my Li family and is secretly assisting him."

Kong Heng was silent and murmured a few words:

"Maybe...maybe it's an angry lineage..."

As the two talked, the pool of water in front of them rolled like a boil, slowly breaking open, and a stream of spiritual water leaped out, light white and crystal clear, spinning around and falling into the jade bottle in Li Xijun's hand.

Li Xijun's face was still a little pale and he said happily:

"Uncle! It's [Qing Yuan Ling Shui]!"

Li Xuanxuan quickly stepped forward, took a closer look, nodded in praise:

"It is indeed [Qing Yuan Ling Shui]! With this thing, the family's third-grade pupil technique "Qing Ming Ling Shui" can achieve many more achievements!"

This spiritual water is of great help in cultivating [Clear Eyes Spiritual Pupil]. After it is refined, it can even make excuses for the strange phenomena in his eyes. Li Xijun put it away, and Li Yuanjiao said solemnly:

"Leave quickly, don't stay any longer."

Several people were riding the wind. Li Yuanjiao was worried and uneasy, but the jade pendants on their waists suddenly lit up, emitting a gentle light.

"Um?"

Everyone was stunned, and Li Xijun said curiously:

"Could it be that my aunt was worried and followed me here?"

"no…"

Li Yuanjiao shook his head. He specifically asked Li Qinghong to look after his house so that he would not go too far. As he was thinking about it, a mysterious spiritual mist appeared on his body, hiding in the sky and disappearing.

But I saw a colorful light coming from afar, riding the wind, and a young man in brocade came riding a rainbow. He was wearing a mysterious feather coat, a jade crown and black hair. He held a swaddling baby in his arms and laughed loudly:

"Which senior brother is here? Xi Zhi is polite!"

Li Xuanxuan almost jumped up on the spot and said with great joy:

"It's my family's treatment!"

Li Xijun was stunned for a moment, and after taking a look at the man for three breaths, he found no traces of illusion on this person, and then he said in surprise:

"It's really the third brother!"

When Li Xizhi saw Li Xuanxuan approaching, he looked shocked and said:

"Is...is it the eldest father?"

Then he pulled Li Xuanxuan over and said in silence:

"It's only been twenty years since I left. How come my father has aged like this! This... this..."

Li Xuanxuan is now in his eighties, but Li Xizhi doesn't think it's weird if he looks like he is over a hundred years old. He just stares blankly. Li Xuanxuan waves his hands and looks at him with great relief:

"Okay! Okay!"

Li Xijun behind him smiled secretly, took a step forward, cupped his hands and said:

"Xi Jun has met Third Brother!"

"you you you!"

Li Xizhi's heart was surging, his eyes were slightly moist, and he smiled:

"Good brother, I haven't seen you for twenty years, and you really look like a god."

The two young men looked at each other, with so many thoughts in their hearts that they didn't know how to speak. Li Xuanxuan quickly pulled him over, pointed at Huai'er in his arms, and said tentatively:

"This...this is."

Li Xizhi chuckled and said warmly:

"Li Chenghuai."

"oops!"

Li Xuanxuan was overjoyed, but before he could say anything, the Xuanwen spirit mist on the side had dissipated. Li Yuanjiao, who was dressed in black robe, finally couldn't bear it anymore, his face turned red, and he cursed:

"Boy! I won't even send a letter home for such a big deal!"

Li Xizhi was stunned and allowed Li Xuanxuan to take Li Chenghuai from his arms. After being scolded by me, he said happily:

"father!"

Li Yuanjiao raised his eyebrows and looked at him for a long time. The rainbow light and the brilliance of Yuyi were flowing on his face. Then he uttered two words and said in a harsh voice:

"good."

Li Xizhi left home alone at the age of ten and went deep into Qingchi. He has not seen his father for twenty years. The letters written by Li Yuanjiao are all serious and serious, and he never acts like a son. Now after hearing his father's words, he burst into tears and replied:

"My son has been walking on thin ice in Qingchi for twenty years. He has lived up to the trust of his family!"

The whole family was silent. Li Yuanjiao stroked his back and said nothing. Li Xizhi quickly calmed down his appearance, wiped his face and said with a smile:

"I have been assigned a task within the sect and am going to guard Libu County, which is right in front of me! Please come with me and rest for a while."

He glanced at Li Xijun, and then he noticed that the eighth brother's face was a little pale, and he said doubtfully:

"What are you..."

"Slightly injured."

Li Xizhi frowned and took out several jade bottles from the storage bag. They all looked like good medicines and said softly:

"Take it quickly and come with me to stay in seclusion to heal your wounds. You can't delay!"

Several people looked at each other, agreed, and headed north together. Li Xizhi asked about the injury. Li Xijun told what happened to Situ Mo just now. Li Xizhi frowned and whispered:

"I know this person! Situ Mo ranks among the top three disciples of Boring Kinmen's generation. He has a domineering temperament and a bad reputation."

"only…"

He showed a decisive look and replied:

"According to the eighth brother's description... this person is by no means a mediocre person. Although he has a domineering temperament, he is not easy to deal with. We should find an opportunity to get rid of this person!"

Li Yuanjiao held Li Chenghuai at the side and watched carefully, and said calmly:

"This person came straight to us. Either there is Zunzi Mansion behind him, or he has got some news. If he dies, Boring Gold Gate will definitely know about it. It will be very troublesome."

He expressed his speculation and said doubtfully:

"Back then...Situ Mo's lineage was defeated in the fight...It was rumored that all the members of the family were gone, so the elders dared to join forces to destroy the Ji family. Seeing Situ Mo's appearance, I'm afraid the rumors are untrue."

Li Xijun nodded, coughed, and concluded:

"This person has many treasures and profound magic. He should have a backer at Boring Gold Gate. He doesn't look like he is alone..."

Li Xizhi recalled the records he had read in the sect for a while, and said softly:

"I have read carefully about the Boring Gold Gate. There are many secrets. When I destroyed my lineage and took refuge in Qingchi, I am afraid I had no choice but to surrender. It is normal to secretly raise an orphan to preserve the heir."

"Situ Mo should be the son of Situ Yi back then. As an orphan of the same lineage, it is normal for him to be taken seriously."

Li Xuanxuan whispered:

"If this is the case, this person will be even more difficult to deal with... If we kill him openly, I'm afraid we will suffer crazy revenge from the Boring Gold Sect. It's best to plan..."

The implication of Li Xuanxuan's words was obvious, and Li Yuanjiao also had thoughts in his mind. Although the family kept a low profile, they were not hesitant. Suddenly, a foundation-building enemy suddenly appeared. He was not afraid or impatient, thinking about how to eliminate it quietly. Drop him.

Li Xuanxuan was worried and murmured:

"You can't defeat this man even if you fight. Only the mage and your brother and sister can work together to get rid of him. What's more, he doesn't know how many cards he has. As a direct descendant of Boring Gold, will there be less life-saving things?"

The uncles and nephews all thought about their own things without saying a word. They had already flown to Libu County, where there were many small hills and various villages scattered among them. Li Xizhi flashed his hand, took out a jade talisman, and injected it with magic power. He said to his family:

"Wait a moment."

After waiting for a while, they saw two people galloping in front of them. They were both at the peak of qi training. They were not young, they were graceful, and they looked like they were well-educated. They stopped in front of everyone, and one of them said respectfully. :

"I wonder who is the Immortal Sect's envoy..."

Li Xizhi threw out the jade order and said softly:

"Qingsuifeng, Qingdu Li Xizhi, family teacher Yuan Tuan, comes from the Yuan family of Mushroom Forest!"

After these words, the two of them immediately understood his background. They lowered their heads respectfully and said:

"I've seen you, sir! I've seen you, sir! Please...many people in the workshop have been listed! Just waiting for your inspection..."

Li Xizhi just waved his hand and replied:

"It's not urgent. Let them wait first... These are my family members. They were attacked by gangsters on the road and suffered some minor injuries. You can take them down first. Arrange the best elixirs and write down the expenses in my account first. .”

The two people hurriedly said:

"The adults are joking... If you don't want to write anything, I'll do it right now."

Li Xizhi squinted his eyes and said with a smile:

"Want to write."

The two looked at each other and said nothing but obedience:

"Yes Yes…"

Li Xizhi didn't come here to leave any evidence. He was not a direct descendant of the Chi family, and he didn't belong to any faction in the clan, so he could exploit them unscrupulously.

‘What a huge array of noodles! ’

Li Xijun and Li Xuanxuan looked at each other and followed one person down. The old man turned around, looked at Li Xuanxuan doubtfully, and asked:

"Have I ever met senior?"

Li Xuanxuan laughed and said:

"I once opened a small shop in Guanyunfengfang City."

"Oh oh oh! I was also in charge of that place back then!"

The old man replied cheerfully, as if he had remembered something, and stopped awkwardly. Li Xuanxuan used a secret method to transmit his voice and said:

"I have seen these two people... Back then, my family was not aristocratic, and I was selling talismans. These two people came to see them... They were so arrogant and majestic! Now..."

Li Xuanxuan secretly smiled in his heart. The old man had already brought out several spiritual objects. Li Yuanjiao picked out a few cheap ones and said in a deep voice:

"I'll stay in seclusion and rest somewhere, and I'll set off in a few days."

Li Xijun responded and went to retreat with him. Li Xuanxuan was in the court dealing with the man's flattery and thought:

"Disciple Qingchi...you are so majestic!"

…

Li family, Wutu Peak.

Li Ximing gently introduced it, and the flames in the alchemy furnace leaped out, fell into his hands, and turned into [Long Line Yuan Fire]. He opened his mouth and swallowed the flames into his belly.

"It's been some time since I've been practicing at the seventh level of Qi..."

He has stabilized his cultivation these days, looking for opportunities to break through the seventh level of Qi training, entering the late stage of Qi training, becoming a strong force in the Li family, and one step closer to building the foundation.

Meng Zhuoyun's clothes on the side were half-undressed, revealing his snow-white skin, with a lazy expression. He was lying on the ground, with his elbows on the ground, his white left hand raised, holding a slender brush, and the other hand pressing a portrait. .

She was very leisurely and added a touch of beauty from time to time. Her feet were bent together and her body was shining brightly in the sun. Her skin looked delicate and her waist was plump.

Li Ximing took off his clothes, pushed up her sleeves, and then hugged her.

Meng Zhuoyun said something, and he turned his face to the sky. The pen in his hand was slightly confused, and he said softly:

"You've made a breakthrough again... With your talent, it's no wonder the Li family values ​​you closely."

Li Ximing pursed his lips and was very quiet when doing things, but Meng Zhuoyun couldn't stop talking and babbled a few words. His lips were red and white, and they kept opening and closing in the sun, like a piece of blood-red jade. Li Ximing couldn't move his eyes away. He whispered:

"Don't take any revenge. If you die, just stay in my house and live peacefully for the rest of your life."

"Um?"

Meng Zhuoyun sighed twice, his face was reddish, his eyes were as charming as silk, but his tone was mocking:

"Huh? Will I be your cauldron for the rest of your life?"

"What are you talking about! Uh..."

Li Ximing lifted her wet hair and put it on her temples one by one, revealing her smooth forehead. He rarely advised:

"It's not bad for you either... Your ex-husband only lasted with you for half a year. He was just a matchmaker. Is he any better than me?"

A hint of sadness flashed across Meng Zhuoyun's face, and he said softly:

"You are a genius, he is not as good as you."

"That's right... Since you don't have much affection for him, what's the point of being obsessed with revenge..."

Just as Li Ximing was about to persuade him again, his calculations started to click in his mind:

‘This woman is good at Qi training, and it’s rare for her to be good at alchemy. As long as she puts herself in front of my house, I can practice at this speed every year, and I don’t have to spend time on those fetal breath Qi training pills! Best of both worlds! ’

"Yes, I actually don't have much contact with him...it's just the matchmaker's words...that's all I promised him."

Meng Zhuoyun in front of him took a few breaths, changed the subject, and murmured:

"But he treats me as a human being..."

Her smart eyes suddenly stared at him and said softly:

"That man is smart, but he has no power background, nothing good, and no hope of building a foundation. Naturally, he cannot compare with you... But he treats me as a human being... There is no sincerity in you."

Li Ximing was slightly stunned, staring at her eyes that suddenly turned firm from the drunkenness and confusion, Meng Zhuoyun said:

"But you treat me like a dog, a tool, or something else, treat me like an object."

"I screamed and it hurt, so you coaxed me. When you were satisfied, you left me aside. When you are happy, I will be more decent."

There was a hint of bitterness in her voice.

Li Ximing didn't respond, but instead pinched her suddenly. Meng Zhuoyun and he let out a low sigh at the same time. The man waited for two breaths, performed the Clothes Purification Technique, and said softly:

"Today's elixirs, there are three types in total, namely [Calm down], [Assist Qi], and [Calm down]. Don't forget to practice them."

After saying that, he dressed and turned around to leave without looking at her expression. Meng Zhuoyun was too lazy to clean up, so he lay on his back. After a long time, he turned over, picked up the half-wet painting on the ground, picked up the pen and ink again, and added a few strokes. .

The black ink melted into a spot the size of a finger on the paper. Meng Zhuoyun stood naked on the ground with his chest raised, sweat beads rolling down his snow-white skin and tracing delicate curves along the sides of his legs.

Meng Zhuoyun hung up the painting and looked at it carefully. In the painting, Li Ximing was sitting on a big chair, and she was standing sideways. The two of them were smiling, very sweet.

"Ah……"

She let out a delicate and long sneer from her throat, like a moan, and the light blue orchid on her hair shone in the sun.

I will write a little about Meng Yuming. I don’t dare to spend a lot of ink. I will only mention it in the margins to give everyone an impression.