Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Li Xijun parted ways with Li Ximing, and silently returned to the cave to rest. He missed the opportunity to break through to the seventh floor, and would be unable to break through for a while. He sat with his sword in the cave, lost in thought.

"I'm afraid that Mingyang Taoism is in Luoxia Mountain. It's difficult to get it myself. The skills given by the Immortal Mirror are random and uncertain. They are all up to the foundation building. You can't just rely on external objects..."

Li Xijun gave Li Ximing a thorough explanation and wanted to see what his attitude was. Li Ximing valued cultivation the most. When the day came when the road was cut off, there was no guarantee what he would do. Li Xijun was not sure about his breakthrough in foundation building. He was afraid Sit in the midst of breakthrough:

'If that day comes... without me to deal with it, I'm afraid it will be ugly. ’

This is where he is most anxious. Li Yuanjiao is thinking about the jade buckle. Li Xijun cannot help him, but he understands that Yu Muxian is not easy to deal with. If the matter reaches a desperate situation, Li Yuanjiao is decisive and will not wait until Yu Muxian breaks through the purple. Mansion.

Li Xijun sighed and finally put the matter aside.

He didn't have any complaints against Li Ximing because of this. Li Ximing was born with excellent talents. If he could get the skills, he would really have the appearance of Zifu and his magical powers are alluring. When he has hope of climbing to that position, it is inevitable that he will devote himself to practice. of.

"After all, the divine wandering is too imaginary, the magical power is reflected, a life span of five hundred years, the courtesy of the immortal sect, playing with the world, and gaining insight into the mysteries... Nothing can compare to this kind of temptation!"

I have my own magical power of the bright sun, which can travel across the world, support beauties and avoid disasters. I will not be treated as a pawn to be sacrificed casually. I can watch the clouds rise and disperse. No matter where I meet any genius, I will be treated with respect. , who can resist such a temptation?

The temptation faced by Li Ximing is not on the same level as others... Li Xijun and others waste some time on mundane things, just wandering around building foundations earlier and later, but Li Ximing may decide whether he can reach that position, and it is difficult for him to choose. , to be able to reach this point, Li Xijun can no longer afford to blame.

While he was sitting blankly, the door of the cave was slowly knocked, and a girl in a white dress slowly walked in. She looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with beautiful pink and phoenix eyes, and said softly:

"Brother, Brother Ming asked me to send a magic weapon over..."

This woman is Li Yuexiang. She is currently at the fourth level of fetal respiration. She doesn't like to move around. She spends all day on Qingdu Mountain. Li Xijun raised his eyebrows and saw a jade bead offered to her.

This jade bead is all green and tied with a red rope. It is the [Qing Xuan], which is the best magical tool in Qi training. It is only one step away from foundation building. Li Yuexiang said:

"Brother Ming said that he has broken through the foundation building. This magical weapon can summon Qinglu at the peak of Qi training. It is no longer useful to him, so he asked me to send it over."

Li Xijun glanced at the jade bead and said softly:

"Just take it and use it..."

"Xiang'er has no need for such good things in this mountain every day, so I'd better leave it to Chenghuai."

Li Chenghuai was sent back by Li Xizhi and is now studying in the mountains. He has not yet reached the age of cultivation. Li Yuexiang has always been very assertive and refused decisively. He put the jade beads on the table and Li Xijun could only nod and said softly:

"Have you chosen the spiritual energy? What kind of skills are you going to practice?"

Li Yuexiang replied:

"My little sister is going to swallow the [Long Marching Pheasant Fire] and practice the "Pheasant Fire Long March Gong"."

Seeing that she didn't ask what Li Yuanjiao meant, Li Xijun felt a little headache and nodded silently. Li Yuexiang said:

"Brother, you should think more about yourself."

Li Xijun just nodded, waved her down, and spread out the roster on the table. A group of Chengming seniors were going to practice their Qi before and after, and they had to arrange these people.

Nowadays, Qi training is nothing. Only by building the foundation can one enter the core decision-making level of the Li family. Li Xijun repeatedly read the names of more than a dozen people and said to himself:

"I don't know how many people will die along the way, how many people will build the foundation..."

Yuting Mountain.

As time passed, Li Qinghong practiced for a few months, opened his eyes, and continued to operate the Immortal Foundation, opening up a purple light.

‘It’s time to cast spells and ask for thunder again. ’

After casting the spell and reciting the incantation, the purple light stirred and the thunder flashed. Several statues on the right actually lit up one by one, and a large piece of information was passed into the mind:

"On the 23rd day of March, in the north of Hanchan City in the Yue Kingdom... [馳如雷] descended on Douxuan Mountain...On October 6th, in the Yin of Fenkui Mountain in the Yue Kingdom... [Fu Yinchen Lei] descended...on December 2nd, the barbarians Cape Ehu Island...[Juque Thunder] descended..."

A series of messages emerged, with more than ten messages before and after, ending with hazy and incomplete words:

"The dragon snake belongs to the genus... It can't be combined with water... Now it returns to the heaven and earth... The east sea water descends and thunder rises."

Li Qinghong digested it for a while and said in horror:

"A demon king has fallen in the East China Sea!"

According to the news from this altar, the demon king at the peak of the Zi Mansion failed to break through the golden elixir, and his body and soul disappeared, which led to a series of strange phenomena in the world, including thunder coming to the world, water falling and thunder rising.

This news came unexpectedly. Although Li Qinghong could not turn it into benefits immediately, he was already one step ahead after learning such big news. He couldn't help but think in his heart:

"This altar actually has such a function! Nowadays, the world is so different that even the communication talisman is useless... This is of great use! If you know these things in advance, you can make some preparations for your home!"

This thunder path reduces lifespan. Li Qinghong has lost 30% of his lifespan since his practice. She doesn't care much about it, but she doesn't want her family members to practice this way again. Now that she sees it like this, she has to practice it.

"This altar must be cultivated into [Xuan Lei Bo] or [Winter Thunder Sound] before it can be used... If no one practices it after me, this way will be lost."

She thought again and remembered something:

"This technique was given to me by Ling Yanzi from Ziyan Sect back then... I haven't asked clearly yet. I'm afraid I can't delay it any longer. Whether it's arranged by the Zi Mansion or not... I have to go to Ziyan Sect!"

Li Qinghong took out a token from her storage bag. The token was purple and beautiful. She stared at it for a moment:

"Back then, Lingyanzi still left a token that could allow my children to worship at the Purple Smoke Sect. It comes in handy!"

"This time, we will set off first to [Purple Smoke Gate] to visit Lingyanzi, and then go to the East China Sea to collect thunder."

She made up her mind and stood up. She took a picture of the small letters beside the altar, flipped through them and read them at will. She showed a bit of joy and said secretly:

‘Second uncle has finally left southern Xinjiang! ’

Immediately, he flew up with thunder and landed on Qingdu Mountain. Li Xijun was drinking water in the courtyard after practicing.

Li Qinghong said what he meant. Li Xijun nodded silently and said softly:

"Situ Mo is trapped on Jindou Island. It's a good time to go out. Since my aunt is going to the East China Sea, she can meet the second uncle."

"As for the Purple Smoke Gate..."

Li Xijun asked:

"Which junior in the family are you sending?"

Li Qinghong thought for a moment and said softly:

"Most of the Chengming generation has mediocre talents, and Chenghuai has to stay at home... I'm afraid only Yuexiang's talent is slightly better..."

Li Xijun shook his head and said:

"Uncle Yuan Jiao didn't say anything. This matter can't be done. It's better to put this matter on hold. Auntie will go to the East China Sea to ask Uncle Jiao. It won't be too late to come back."

"That's fine."

Seeing this, Li Qinghong could only nod, clean up for a while, and ride the wind alone. Li Xijun sent her out of Wangyue Lake, picked up the sword formula and read it twice, closed the stone door and started practicing.

The spring breeze lingers on Qingdu Mountain, the vegetation is lush, the Sendai pavilions, and the scattered figures are lost in the gradually shrouding night.

…

Li Qinghong had just left Qingdu, and it started to rain continuously. Looking around, he saw endless dark clouds. The rain was not heavy, but it was continuous. After riding the wind for a long time, he still didn't see anything. The end of this dark cloud.

If he had not received the news from the altar before, Li Qinghong would not have been suspicious and would have thought it was just a heavy rain. Looking at it now, he felt that it was a vision of the failure of the golden elixir to break through and his death.

She rode the wind all the way through Yufu County and Dongli Mountain, and soon saw the boundary of Ziyanmen from a distance. There happened to be a female cultivator standing in the air, wearing a Taoist robe of Ziyanmen, looking up to the sky. Dai Mei frowned slightly.

Li Qinghong came over on the phone. The female cultivator quickly came to her senses, bowed to her politely, and said softly:

"Purple Smoke Sect Shen Yanqing has met his seniors, but I don't know..."

"Qingdu Li family, Li Qinghong."

This female cultivator is at the seventh level of Qi training and is similar in age to Li Xijun. She was surprised when she heard this:

"It turns out to be senior! Yan Qing has admired his name for a long time."

In fact, Li Qinghong was not well-known, so he only thought her words were polite. He never thought that the female cultivator would come up to her and said softly:

"I heard rumors a few days ago that it was the seniors who succeeded in building the foundation. There are only a few Lei cultivators in the world, and there are even fewer female cultivators who succeeded in building the foundation! The juniors admire them very much."

Li Qinghong took a breath of realization and said in surprise:

"Are you Lei Xiu too?"

"Exactly!"

Shen Yanqing smiled and replied:

"This junior was born in the Shen family of Xiu Yue, and was entrusted to practice under Ziyan's sect. The real person in my family had acquired the thunder method in his early years, so the thunder method has always been passed down in the family."

"It turns out to be a direct descendant of the Immortal Clan."

The Shen family is the Zifu fairy clan on the territory of the Xiu Yue Sect in the Xu Kingdom. It has a long heritage. The identity of the person in front of her is equivalent to Xiao Yuansi of the Xiao family. She is very noble. However, Shen Yanqing did not appear arrogant and eagerly welcomed her down. asked:

"Senior, are you here for this trip?"

Li Qinghong replied:

"Come to visit Senior Lingyanzi."

Shen Yanqing suddenly realized that he played a purple token and took her inside. He saw the mountain peaks rising, and the peaks of various sizes were submerged in thick purple clouds. The purple air was like threads, spiraling up and turning into various forms. The image looks ethereal, and the pavilions and pavilions are magnificent.

Purple Smoke Sect occupies this wonder, and has collected a large number of related techniques over the years, turning this fairy mountain into a fairy scene. Frequently, monks from various countries and overseas come all the way to collect Qi.

"This Purple Mist Blessed Land is very famous. Sixty-seven Ziqi people in the world came from this place. All Ziqi Taoist lineages call this place a holy land for practice. If you come here by chance, seniors, when the morning sun rises, it will be like an immortal."

Shen Yanqing looked at Li Qinghong admiring the beautiful scenery and said with a smile:

"The old peak master boasted a lot about his friendship with the nobles back then, so it's time to wait."

Li Qinghong had heard from Li Tongya that Lingyanzi had an unconventional temperament. He smiled slightly and saw Shen Yanqing softly say:

"The junior is cultivating Xiao Lei. If you practice the "Xiao Yun Lei Method", if you complete the Dao Foundation, you will be called "Light Thunder Fall"... I don't know what the senior is..."

Li Qinghong didn't know why she asked these questions, so he politely replied:

"'Xuanleibo'."

‘‘Xuan Lei Bo’…’

Shen Yanqing thought for a while, frowned and said:

"I've never heard of it..."

“It’s originally from ‘Winter Thunder’.”

Li Qinghong added something, and Shen Yanqing understood and said happily:

"It turns out it's Xiao Lei too! If I have the chance, I'd like to see my senior's thunder altar."

Her words revealed a lot of information. Li Qinghong thought thoughtfully and thought:

"It turns out to be Xiaolei... It seems that Xiaolei has the ability to set up altars and practice magic. The Shen family has an ancient heritage, so I might as well ask and get some information!"

Seeing Li Qinghong smiling and nodding, Shen Yanqing smiled happily, quickly closed the distance, nodded and said:

"We, the Three Thunder Dao Lineage, are no better than others, and cannot touch blood, so we are the closest to our fellow Daoists. When I successfully build the foundation, I will first demonstrate the method of praying for thunder to my seniors!"

Li Qinghong was slightly stunned, and then he realized that Lei Xiu could not take blood energy. Many doubts in his mind were instantly solved, and he felt as if he had suddenly realized:

‘No wonder! No wonder there is no Lei Fa orthodoxy in Jiangnan! The decline of overseas and Jiangnan Leifa! That’s it, no wonder this little girl is so close to me! ’

Most of the elixirs circulated in the south of the Yangtze River are made of blood energy. If taking blood energy is really harmful to Lei Xiu, why won't this Lei Xiu tradition decline? Among the three sects and seven sects, there are very few Lei cultivators who have the inheritance, let alone those who can practice the inheritance of the Zi Mansion, and most of the clan cultivators do not know why, so it is even more difficult to master the Lei method.

On the other hand, Shen Yanqing continued:

"There are some elixirs that I, not to mention seniors, must know. As long as Lei Xiu takes the blood energy, his cultivation will increase at first, but will slow down soon. Those who don't know often take it more carefully, and will soon stop making progress and find it difficult to break through. So that the life span is greatly reduced..."

Li Qinghong became afraid again. Fortunately, when she was young, the Li family was poor and had no pills to take. Later, she was sent to the Fei family, where she also had no chance to take pills.

When it came time to practice Qi, Li Yuanjiao received a white pill, and the only resources at home were used up. Li Qinghong only took one or two pills, maybe he got them from the Xiao family, and he didn't take much. He survived like this. Later, Wang Xuntao discovered the truth and never took it again.

Even so, Li Qinghong still found the reason why his Qi training speed was slightly slow at the third and fourth levels - it must have been caused by those one or two pills.

She let out a soft breath and sincerely thanked her eldest father Li Tongya, and even had a small doubt in her heart:

"Could it be that... Grandpa guessed something, so he arranged it step by step like this."

She was slightly lost in thought, but quickly adjusted and came to a second enlightenment:

"No wonder this little girl is so close to me. If the Thunder Method can't touch the blood, then it can't take the same ginseng to improve cultivation and develop magical powers... Naturally, there will be a lot less worries."

Shen Yanqing was still politely introducing the various sights of the Purple Smoke Sect, but Li Qinghong's mentality was completely different. He walked into the sect full of purple clouds with a bit of joy.