Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Li Xuanfeng led a group of people across the Aral Lake and arrived at the offshore sea, where the waves were rough and blue. Ning Dingbo, the eldest brother of the Ning family, came forward and greeted all the disciples.

When all the Qingchi disciples had gathered, he showed his white teeth and said with a smile:

"This is called the offshore sea. The sea water is not deep. They were all sunk during the war. Most of the islands you see today were originally fairy mountains, and the remaining half were later reclaimed from the mountains. "

Li Xuanfeng stood with his hands behind his hands and listened silently. Uncle Ning Ding understood his temperament and continued to introduce him:

"Back then, this place was one of the six most densely populated counties in the south. It was all sunk to the bottom and fed by fish and shrimps, leaving many ruins. Because the water was not deep, the monks in front and behind had already explored it all."

"Further further to the Zhulu Sea and Qunyi Gorge, that was the East China Sea back then... Dragon Palaces are everywhere, and snakes are everywhere. If you want to go deep, you can see many dragons, so don't offend."

The expressions of all the monks were different. The more ornately dressed disciples had plain expressions, obviously they had known this for a long time, while the more simple ones suddenly realized it. Uncle Ning Ding said:

"Zhu Luhai is named after the eighth son of Zhen Chi. It involves the ancient Lujie and water union. Therefore, there are many evil spirits and rare treasures in the sea. Most of them are also occupied by dragons. If you go deep into it, you must be careful. .”

A young man with slender eyebrows in brocade clothes suddenly spoke and said respectfully:

"I dare to ask the professor, why is this... clearly of the dragon genus, but the combined fruit position... is a true chi? Why is it not called the chi?"

"this……"

Ning Dingbo was speechless. He glanced at Li Xuanfeng hesitantly, shook his head and said in a deep voice:

"This involves ancient things... I'm afraid few people know about it."

Everyone was slightly disappointed, but then they saw Li Xuanfeng take a step forward and said softly:

"If there had been no Lujie and Heshui back then, the real Chi would have been the real dragon."

Li Xuanfeng has been in southern Xinjiang for many years, and he really knows a few secrets.

He understood that Li Chijing was killed by the old dragon in southern Xinjiang, so whenever he fought, he would try his best to capture monsters such as snakes and dragons alive and press for news about the old dragon.

The old Jiao was a famous demon king in southern Xinjiang. His name was Shen Lufu. He cultivated magical powers from the Lu River and was said to be of the dragon genus. Li Xuanfeng also had the same doubts as the young man just now, and he knew the answer after careful questioning.

As soon as he opened his mouth, all the boys and girls looked over with admiration. The young man in brocade clothes looked a little reserved and said respectfully:

"Excuse me, Taoist, for your enlightenment..."

Li Xuanfeng said softly:

"In those days, Zhen Chi traveled across the East China Sea and achieved fruition status for hundreds of years. It was said that he had reached the peak of Taoism. He thought he had reached the level of monster in the world. He was known as the Demon Emperor and established the East China Sea Demon Palace."

"So I kept going west and met the Immortal Lord at the Immortal Temple on a hill at that time."

"Zhen Chi only asks: Is there a monster in the world with a body more perfect than mine?"

"The Immortal Lord said: Dragon belongs to the great and small, rises and disappears, soars into the universe, submerges the waves, and takes advantage of the time to change. You are just a monster, you need to transform into a dragon."

Li Xuanfeng paused and said softly:

"Zhen Chi asked carefully about the characteristics of many dragons, and then returned to the East China Sea, mobilized his troops, and swallowed the feathered serpent.

"He possesses two realms of fruition in one person, and it is difficult for him to control Heshui and Lushui at the same time. In the end, he died hastily and was divided among the nine sons. The East China Sea was in an uproar, and it was extremely chaotic for a time."

Li Xuanfeng was slightly fascinated and said softly:

"Only then did the monsters in the world understand that there are chis and dragons, and even the distinctions between dragons, snakes, and scorpions are all spread from the Dragon Palace."

"Although Zhen Chi was eaten by the nine sons, these descendants named themselves Dragons and established the East China Sea Jiao Palace."

Not to mention all the disciples, even the Ning family brothers heard this for the first time and were amazed. Li Xuanfeng shook his head:

"It's just the words from the mouth of an adder. Just listen to it for fun."

"Thank you Taoist for teaching me!"

All the disciples thanked them respectfully, Li Xuanfeng waved his hands, his eyes were clear, staring at the shadow in the wind, and said softly:

"It's coming as it comes!"

Sure enough, two streaks of light flew from not far away, one big and one small. The monster in front looked like a snake with double hooks on its tail, which was light white in color. It pulled out a bloody light in the air. The monster behind was quite big. Circle, covered with blue-gray scales, shaped like a tiger, with a slightly slender abdomen, crouching and sneaking.

This green-grey scaled beast has strong and powerful legs, a very long waist and abdomen, and a long tail. It is a bit weird. It rides on the clouds and mist easily and freely, following behind the white snake like a cat playing with a mouse.

Ning Dingbo glanced at it, quickly distanced himself from his brother on a jade boat, and said in a deep voice:

"It's a dragon...go away quickly...don't disturb this person."

Li Xuanfeng took a closer look and saw that there seemed to be a feathered snake in front of him. It had double hooks on its tail. It might be a hooked snake. The scales all over its body were broken and light cyan blood was dripping from it. The snake pupils as big as doors and windows were filled with blood. Despair, roaring

"Looking at it, it looks like it was injured by the water! Even if it can escape, it will not live long..."

Everyone watched mesmerized, while the Ning brothers speeded up and distanced themselves, and watched with curiosity. The dragon caught up with the white hooked snake, and was not in a hurry to kill it, but entangled it, and fought with it. Grind it up.

Uncle Ning Ding looked slightly weird, cursed secretly, silently speeded up, and thought to himself:

"As expected of the Dragon type... He Shui type likes to play with these tricks... Regardless of whether the type is right or not, you always have to give it a try."

The monks watched intently and were greatly shocked. Listening to the mournful cry of the white-scale hooked snake, it flew out for a few breaths, and suddenly light green rain began to fall in scattered pieces in the sky.

The rain was crystal clear and obviously light green in color. It rained down on the head and face, but it covered the world with gray.

The young man in brocade used his magic power to block it and said with emotion:

"This is the vision of the fall of Zhuji in Lu River... This is the East China Sea... Zhuji just died in a certain sea area."

Li Xuanfeng thought about the momentum and form of the dragon he just saw, and thought:

"It's really different. The East Sea Dragon should have a lot of spells on it. I'm afraid it won't be easy to kill in a fight... If there is a wide enough sea area, you can try to see if it can be killed by exhaustion."

Of course he would not provoke the dragon. He only estimated the combat power of the two parties and had an idea.

Uncle Ning Ding, who was behind him, took a step closer and whispered:

"Boss, this dragon son probably didn't meet by chance. He came to see who Qingchi sent to guard Fenkui Island."

Li Xuanfeng nodded slightly. He was not only going to escort, but also to be on the island for a year and a half. The situation on Fenkui Island was complicated, and it was normal for the dragon to take a look.

As the largest city in the sea, Fenkuai Island is also one of the best fairy islands. There are various treasures on it, and because of the strange terrain, it is difficult to arrange formations, and turmoil occurs almost every moment.

And for some unknown reason, there are very few Zifus around Fenkuai Island, and each sect never sends Zifus to guard it. Most of them are foundation-building monks.

Li Xuanfeng agreed, and the majestic island appeared in front of him. The Ning brothers introduced the origin of Fenkui Island to everyone, but their boat fell into the sea.

This place is about ten miles away from Fenkui Island. A huge light shield appeared on the bottom of the sea. Li Xuanfeng shot a jade order and shuttled into it.

Sure enough, they saw a brilliance underneath, with houses of various sizes located among them. The two brothers had just docked their jade boat when a monk approached them riding the wind.

This man was dressed in Tsing Yi, with a storage bag and magic sword flowing around his waist. He was covered in spiritual gauze and ready-made spiritual cloth. Even the jades embellished with them were of the highest quality. They were extremely luxurious. He glanced at Li Xuanfeng and nodded. road:

"He Yuan met my brother-in-law."

This person was his wife's brother Ning Heyuan, who was in the early stage of foundation building and the talkative person in this city. This was not the first time Li Xuanfeng saw him and he nodded slightly.

Ning Heyuan is a direct descendant of the Ning family, but he was taken to the Chi family very early and returned when he grew up. The Ning family is biased towards the Chi family.

But Chi Wei died, Yuan Zhenren simply went to Yishan City, and all the Ning family members shifted their focus to the south. Chi Zhiyungui, as the sect leader, did not dare to order an old senior like Yuan Zhenren. Yuan Yuan did not listen in southern Xinjiang. I don't even listen to the announcement anymore.

There was a slight disagreement between the Ning family and the Chi family, and Ning Heyuan's status became awkward. Li Xuanfeng met him more than ten years ago, and he was very proud and flamboyant at that time. Now that he has been hiding in the sea for more than ten years, when he comes to see him again, he looks much more decadent. .

He brought a group of guests to visit him, and asked his subordinates to take the disciples down to assign tasks. He immediately pulled Li Xuanfeng aside and said:

"Brother-in-law... This is He Yuan's first time working with brother-in-law. If there is anything I don't think well about, please give me some advice."

His attitude surprised Li Xuanfeng, and he gently handed over his hand. Ning Heyuan led him into the cave. He wanted to go down to meet the disciples first, and then left first. Li Xuanfeng wrote a letter and handed it to the eldest brother of the Ning family. Let him send it to Li's house.

…

Da Jueting.

Dajueting is an ancient city, majestic and magnificent. At its peak, it had a population of 100,000. It was used by Fushidai for decades, and only less than 10,000 were left. After being recaptured by the Baroya and raised for many years, 30,000 to 40,000 people were left. population.

The stone bricks on the ancient city are mottled and full of traces of time. The soldiers of the Li family quickly shuttled through the alleys. The Shanyue people in the city were hiding in their houses and looking out expectantly.

Just as Dongshan is more envious of Dongren, the people of Dajueting are also envious of Dongshan's rich life. They have long heard about the reputation of the Li family. Now that they heard that the Li family will take over, everyone is looking forward to it.

Clan cultivators and Yuting guards were shuttled in the sky. Li Xi'an was riding the wind, and his younger brother Li Xijun stood beside him. The two of them gathered around a map and discussed it in detail.

"The Liu and Xu families cannot be released to the new land... As for the few surnames, they are all restricted. It is best to promote them from poor families and go to the lake in the west to establish villages..."

Vera Ya became the boss and left the land to the Li family. He went into seclusion to practice. The Li family sent people to patrol twice. The entire land was mainly divided into two large pieces.

One is the large city in Shanyue - Dajueting, which covers a large area and is a rare relic. In addition, there is a fertile plain with no big mountains.

The Li family focused on the great city of Dajueting, which was very ancient and its status in Shanyue was second only to Wushan. Li Yuanjiao went there once and was only busy dividing up the spoils and did not pay attention to details. look.

Now the two juniors walked around and felt that everything was simple and elegant. There were many murals in the palace. Many of them had been damaged by wars over the years, but they could still see that many of them were scenes of collapse, darkness and despair.

Li Xijun stepped inside and admired it carefully. The recent paintings showed the rise of the Li family, the flowers in the east, and the burning fire.

As he slowly walked inside, the painting style seemed desperate. Locusts were everywhere, there was a severe drought in all directions, foreign enemies were invading, and the king died... Li Xijun stopped and took a look, then looked back and said:

"It should be the legendary Jia Nixi."

The two stepped inside and passed through the many palaces, which were full of images of the sky and the earth hanging upside down, drought and hardship. After walking through this section, many scenes of the people's prosperity were painted.

The rest was already blurry. After searching for a while, the two finally saw a mural.

On top of the mural is a man wearing black clothes whose face cannot be seen clearly. He is holding something similar to a book in one hand and a staff in the other. There are many people kneeling and worshiping at the bottom. On one side is a scene of the sun setting in the sky. .

"It's Duan Mukui, right..."

Both Li Xijun and Li Xijun have read family history and understood records from many aspects. Li Xijun said:

"Duanmukui has been so powerful that he even dared to attack the Qingchi Sect's mountain gate... In the end, he failed to break through the golden elixir... The fairy book has also disappeared, and I have never heard of its whereabouts."

"As for the sun..."

Li Xijun paused and sighed:

"Maybe it's about Wei and Li."

His feelings for Wei and Li are quite complicated. Many Zifu Foundation Establishment monks believe that the Li family is the direct descendant of Wei and Li. Li Xuanfeng has also sent back news. Li Xijun has checked for a while and has some guesses.

'Master Yuan Yu thought that my family was Wei Li, and he really checked it with magic... If the monks from Zifu have good magical powers, there is a high probability that my family is really Wei Li, and that's why they are related to so many monks. ’

'As for whether he is a direct descendant, it's hard to say...'

His family knew about his own affairs, and the Li family's consecutive foundation building was amazing, but Li Xijun understood that it was not because of his noble blood.

The Li family's cultivation speed is fast. First of all, several direct descendants are equipped with talismans, which increases their cultivation speed. They are also promoted to several levels by Lu, and a Lu Dan is added, which makes each of them stand out.

These speculations were connected together, and he quickly made an inference:

'My family should be a collateral line of Wei Li, but it is only because of the blessing of the immortal weapon that it looks like a direct line, causing so many causes and effects. ’

He was thinking, looking at the thick and simple palace, stopped, turned around and said:

"Brother, I'll go back for a while, and I'll leave the matter here to you."

Li Xi'an didn't know why and nodded, but Li Xijun galloped up all the way, rode the wind thoughtfully back to Qingdu Mountain, quickly entered the ancestral hall, opened the formation, and stepped into the secret room.

The altar made of cold iron gave off a faint light and was carved with laurel patterns, making it look mysterious and quiet. Li Xijun bowed down and said respectfully:

"Xi Jun, a descendant of the Li family, respectfully asks for a Dharma guide, patrols the secluded places to explore, gain insight into the mysteries, illuminate all directions, photograph ghosts and investigate gods..."

Li Xijun saw that the Great Jueting was ordinary, and there seemed to be nothing surprising after several back-and-forth inspections of the foundation building, and he only thought:

"Applying Xian Jian to detect, there should be a difference."

Thanks to the two leaders of Ouhuang Xiaocai~

I won’t update anything today. I’m going to take a moment and sort it out. I’m afraid I’m going to write too quickly.