Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Li Xijun arranged things at home and went through everything that happened during the retreat. There were no major problems. The family's income was slightly reduced due to the growth of monks, and it was only one or two less spiritual stones. It was nothing. question.

"That's good...Brother Xi'ao is becoming more and more stable in running the family."

Li Xijun praised. Chen Donghe was dressed in jade armor and had white hair, standing on the side of the palace. He had been at the ninth level of Qi training for many years, and his sword skills had gradually become more and more sophisticated. However, he was not sure of breaking through the foundation building. He spent more time On family affairs.

Chen Mufeng, the original head of the Yuting Guards, was demoted, and the old man Chen Donghe took over the Yuting Guards. Now among the whole family, he is the only one with this prestige and ability. Li Xijun looked at it and suddenly asked:

"Does Wutu Mountain still have a female family member?"

Li Xijun spent some time in seclusion. He didn't know what Li Ximing's progress was now. He couldn't find any relevant information, so he asked Chen Donghe and said:

"Wutu Mountain has sent all the original female relatives down the mountain, and no one has been allowed to go up the mountain in these years. Even the An family has not been to Wutu Mountain a few times."

Li Xijun was surprised and thought to himself:

"Brother Ming! Why did he change his gender!"

Let the old man go back down, and he will fly up in the wind and fall towards Wutu Mountain.

The fire veins of Wutu Mountain have been in existence for more than ten years. They have gradually stabilized and the evil energy of earth fire has spewed out day and night. The entire Wutu Mountain has also changed because of this. The vegetation has gradually become sparse, birds are circling, strange rocks are rugged, and the climate is very sultry.

Li Xijun broke through the formation and landed on the top of the mountain. The golden tower of the Qiong Tower on the top of the mountain was filled with golden light and was magnificent. Two guards stood quietly in front of the white jade steps.

"I've met my clan uncle."

Both of them are juniors from the side lineage. They grew up in caves and had little talent, so they practiced the "Knocking Court Suwei Jue" early and quickly made a breakthrough to Qi training before stopping to move forward.

The two of them respectfully asked, and Li Xijun asked:

"Xi Ming is refining pills?"

Someone went down to ask, and soon came up and said respectfully:

"The elder is already waiting in the temple."

Li Xijun nodded, stepped inside, walked through several corridors, and entered the main hall.

Compared with the gold carvings and jade in front of the court, the interior of the palace is very elegantly decorated, with only a few pots of orchids for decoration. Li Ximing looks younger than Li Xijun, is dressed in gold, and holds a small jade furnace in his hand. , sitting in the temple.

Li Xijun sat down in front of him, Li Ximing smiled and said:

"Xi Jun is here, I am thinking about pharmacology."

Li Xijun took a closer look and saw that the jade furnace in his hand turned out to be a magic weapon, with a magical elixir being baked inside, as if he was preparing for elixir refining.

"I see."

Li Xijun walked up the road and felt that the place was deserted. He didn't see any pavilions. Most of them were storage places for different elixirs. He nodded slightly and praised:

"I thought the place was full of warblers and swallows, but I never thought it would be a good place to practice."

When Li Xijun said this, Li Ximing seemed even more helpless and said softly:

"Self-breakthrough and foundation building are no longer useful. Unless the other party also has foundation building cultivation...then it's useless...Since it's useless...I'm too lazy to spend time."

"No wonder."

Li Xijun suddenly realized, glanced at the decorations in the palace, wiped his hands with the white cloth on the table, and asked:

"What happened to the elixir?"

Li Ximing was prepared. He took out a small white jade bottle from his arms, put it on the table, and said softly:

"[Three Complete Realm-Breaking Spirit Pills] can assist Qi Practitioners to break through. I specially refined this bottle first, so you can take it and use it first."

"There are six in this bottle. If you can't use them all, the rest can be distributed to the clan members at home."

The prescriptions Li Xizhi sent home back then were [Sanquan Breaking Pill] and [Second Solution to the Rescue Elixir]. The two pills were extremely difficult to refine and were of high value. [Sanquan Breaking Pill] was even more valuable. There are two levels of Qi training and foundation building.

Li Xijun nodded and accepted it. Li Ximing took out another cyan jade bottle and said:

"This is the [Three Complete Realm-Breaking Mysterious Pills], which can assist foundation-building monks in breaking through. I can't even train this one."

Li Xijun paused and said softly:

"You can keep it. How will it cost?"

Li Ximing replied slightly awkwardly:

"The spiritual materials required for these elixirs are very precious. This Qi-level elixir cost nineteen spirit stones. As for this foundation-building elixir, I was lucky. I succeeded by luck after only using it once... It cost nearly Thirty spiritual stones..."

"As for the [Second Solution to the Continuing Salvation Spirit Pill], it is even more difficult. It cost more than a dozen spirit stones to be wasted. It may not even be possible to refine the simpler one, let alone..."

This is the case with elixir refining. The initial investment for each elixir is very large. Xiao Yuansi once taught me selflessly, so it was very easy. Now that I study it myself, the cost is naturally much higher.

Li Xijun felt very hurt, but nodded and encouraged:

"It's not bad to be able to make a pill after refining it for the first time. There will be opportunities later."

Thinking of this matter, Li Xijun reminded:

"Senior Xiao Yuansi has been kind to you. He taught you selflessly many years ago. Do you remember it in your heart? Now that you have broken through the foundation, you should pay a visit due to both emotion and reason..."

Li Ximing was still thinking about the solution to the elixir. Hearing this, he was horrified and nodded repeatedly:

"You're right, you're right, but I forgot about it and almost fell into an unjust situation! I'm going to clean up and go to Xiao's house."

Li Xijun nodded, recounted the news over the years, took out two more jade bottles, large and small, and replied:

"When you were in seclusion, your aunt came back from overseas and brought back a [Yu Wa Stone Liquid] and three [Xuan Min Pills]. They are all good treasures that only the direct descendants of the Immortal Sect can afford."

He said with some joy:

"For some reason, my training speed has become faster and faster after building the foundation. With these things and the Xuan Dan... the speed is even faster."

Li Xijun smiled and congratulated him, and his mood improved a lot. He chatted for a few words and quickly left.

Li Ximing held the jade furnace and looked at it. He counted the time and did not dare to neglect. He immediately rode the wind out of Wutu Mountain and flew to the Xiao family.

…

East China Sea, Qunyi Strait.

The clouds in the East China Sea have been dense for several years, and finally slowly dissipated. Except for the more frequent thunderstorms and clouds in the seas, most of the sea areas were finally clear and sunny.

The Qunyi Strait is winding and connected. Except for Lizhou in the deep sea, this is the only place where the population is relatively dense. Several long and narrow islands are connected back and forth, stretching endlessly, and the water is turbulent.

The bright sky was slowly dimming, covered with clouds, and two rays of light came from the north and landed on a small island.

The leader of the golden light was a middle-aged man wearing armor and robes. He stood with his hands behind his back. The purple light slowly settled down and revealed his figure. He was a female cultivator wearing jade armor holding a gun. She stood on thunder and waited in the air for a moment. , looking towards the clouds.

"Father Zhong, there are indeed dark clouds, maybe we can hit them right this time!"

This female revisionist was Li Qinghong. She was holding a Du Ruo gun in her hand, and her aura was already in the middle stage of foundation building. Purple light and thunder rolled endlessly under her feet, shining brightly on the top of the mountain under her feet.

The rise of thunder in the East China Sea has been particularly strong in recent years. Most of the Lei Fa monks have made progress. Li Qinghong took the opportunity to retreat and break through. He successfully broke through the middle stage of foundation building and became much stronger.

Several years passed in a blink of an eye. His brother Li Yuanjiao had not yet come out of seclusion, and Li Xuanfeng was wandering around the East China Sea. Li Qinghong went back home to ask about Lei Lei. After getting the news, he also went to the East China Sea to look for spiritual thunder.

Li Xuanfeng stared at the lightning in the dark clouds for a few times and nodded slightly:

"In the East China Sea [Water descends and thunder rises], many thunders descend one after another. It is said that there are several kinds of spiritual thunder in Fangshi, which can be used for your technique."

"Yes."

Black clouds were rolling and gathering on the island, and thunder was booming. The natives on the island raised their heads one after another and kowtowed. Li Qinghong glanced at them briefly and ignored them.

This place is remote and has reached the edge of the East China Sea. A group of indigenous people are talking in a non-English language, and they are kneeling down. One or two people holding staffs seem to be priests. They have cultivation skills and understand the momentum of foundation building. Buttocks quivering.

Li Qinghong waited for a moment, and a bright white snake-like thunder slowly condensed in the clouds. It circled around, restless, and slowly beat in the dark clouds.

"It is indeed [Silver Gou Xuan Lei]."

Li Qinghong obtained a lot of news about thunder and lightning through secret methods. Not to mention what he missed during the retreat, he also made five or six trips back and forth after the retreat, but always found nothing.

"Fortunately, the island is isolated from the rest of the world and has not changed much for thousands of years, and its name has been relatively well preserved."

Li Qinghong received the news that the [Silver Gou Xuan Lei] fell on Lulai Island in the Qunyi Sea. After searching around the Qunyi Strait, he estimated that Lulai Island was relatively close to it.

Seeing the dark clouds gathering and the silver-white thunder rising and falling in the clouds, Li Qinghong felt happy and took off in the wind. After waiting for a few breaths, he stretched out his fingers and hooked them in the air.

"Boom!"

The silver-white thunder was already lingering in the clouds. At this moment, as if attracted by something, it fell down and hit her fingertips with a crash, turning into a violent flash of white thunder.

There were still some tiny thunderbolts left in the clouds, like swallows returning to their nests. They fell like rain one after another, compressed and gathered at her fingertips, and condensed into a small silver-white bead.

Li Qinghong put his palms together, breathed slowly in the air for a moment, and put it into the thunder pool. Without the thunder, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly disappeared. Li Qinghong was in a good mood, nodded towards Li Xuanfeng, and flew into the wind.

After leaving the strait, Li Xuanfeng stopped and said softly:

"Don't worry, let me search here for a while."

Li Qinghong nodded knowingly, and the two searched for a week. Li Xuanfeng glanced casually, and the golden bow behind his back suddenly lit up. Li Xuanfeng looked a little happy and sneered:

"Sure enough...this evil beast is still hiding in the sea."

Li Xuanfeng and her went out several times to look for Thunder, and they would check carefully wherever they went, just to find the nothingness. Li Qinghong became energetic after hearing this, and saw Li Xuanfeng holding a bow and arrow, and a spiral of light came from his hands. The long bow rises.

"Go!"

The mysterious arrow in his hand disappeared, and a violent sound suddenly erupted on the island not far away. Li Xuanfeng put away his long bow with his backhand, and stepped on the golden shuttle to fall.

…

Changzhou Island.

Changzhou Island is a long and narrow island with many rivers and densely populated houses. Many monks drive mortals to carry various types of stone and wood to the highest mountains.

There are more than a dozen temples, large and small, built on the top of the mountain. The largest one is magnificent, with connected corridors and a few lotus flowers floating in the clear lake.

The main hall is dark and gloomy, with hundreds of stone statues of different shapes carved on the back. A jade platform stands in the middle. Blood is boiling under the jade platform. Only half of the body is placed on it. The skin is constantly broken and re-sewed. Absorbing the blood from below, it looked hideous and terrifying.

Wu Wu sat on the high jade platform, motionless, practicing cross-legged. Under the jade platform was a blood pool several feet wide, bubbling gurglingly, rising up with streaks of colored light, and transformed into All kinds of scenes.

There were beauties and wine, or pavilions and pavilions, circling around him. The monks on both sides, dressed in black, lined up in two rows, waiting respectfully beside him.

Na Wu took a breath and looked a little irritated:

"This place is really not a good place... Far away from the south of the Yangtze River... Not to mention the sparse population and slow pace, there is still a lot of land to raise children, which is wasted..."

He flew across the sea in despair for a while, and finally found this place to stay. He massacred people on the island for a while to stabilize his cultivation, and soon built a temple.

Chuanwu's current strength really did not allow him to continue fighting, and the earthly adopted son was tasteless to eat, so he preached that the earthly adopted son was the Taoist body, and that the mortal body was a sin. He quickly took control of the island, and fabricated a group of earthly adopted son monks to provide him with food. Blood food.

He spent a lot of time overseas, and became very skilled at this game. He quickly established a complete system locally, drinking blood and eating flesh from mortals.

But what makes him quite uncomfortable is that this island is deserted and remote, with little wisdom. Most of them are mortals. The blood food provided will be enough for him to save his life. It is almost impossible to heal his injuries or fly away to the West Sea.

"I had to take my time and get a few men to go to the surrounding islands to collect blood food for me..."

Wu Wu has quickly recovered from his initial despair. As long as there are people on the island, he has hope of regaining his strength. After all, mortals are easier to raise than any spiritual creature, and it is quite effective. It is almost a business without capital.

As he was thinking secretly, he felt an inexplicable chill all over his body, and there seemed to be a buzzing sound in his ears that made him faint:

"Buzzing..."

'How can it be! ’

Wu Wu was stunned for a moment, and the terrifying roar that dominated him day and night reappeared in his heart. The monk's body jumped twice on the jade platform, blood dripped from both ears, and he murmured:

"he came!"

The blood under his body suddenly boiled, and he climbed up the jade platform, but there was no time. There was a loud roar, and the jade platform exploded into two pieces, and bursts of colorful light rose up.

"Mage!"

The monks on both sides vomited blood, and all the sculptures in the hall were shattered at the same time. Stone powder flowed down, and the hall slowly let out a mournful cry and collapsed.

Almost at the same time, many stone statues exploded in Qinling County in the north, and monks in Zhu Luhai raised their heads with fear on their faces:

"Second senior brother also died!"