Xuanjian Immortal Clan

East China Sea.

The war on Qingsong Island lasted for a long time. As the cave left the world, the casual cultivators dispersed in droves. Like the brilliance of the scorching sun, the spiritual power gradually faded away. From the point where it was visible to the naked eye to the ordinary cave heaven, it looked like a paradise.

In the Taixu, it is misty and boundless, and streams of light are rising. The Qingsongguan Cave has completely separated from the sky, disappearing in the dark Taixu, turning into bursts of colorful light and sinking into the boundless nothingness.

The various brilliance of supernatural powers flowed in Taixu, and there were figures standing around them, standing quietly, looking at the two jade boxes suspended in the middle, no one said a word.

The atmosphere seemed very awkward, and soon a figure from the north spoke, softly:

"The two coins of [Hengzhudao] and [Changhuai Mountain] are originally empty. As for the two lost coins, they belong to [Qingchi Sect] and [Purple Smoke Sect]."

The colorful lights on the side gathered together and turned into blue and gray. The element stood in Taixu and smiled coldly:

"There are a lot of people fighting over each other. I think Heng Zhudao already knew that his own one was empty! Even the Zi Mansion didn't send one..."

"The remaining two belong to Jianmen and Big Owl Kuiguan. They are both difficult to deal with. You guys need to be more discerning!"

It seems that Yuan Yu has a bad reputation. Everyone knows his temper, and he is nearing his longevity. He has no taboos. Even if he was ridiculed, he didn't say anything, just a few Zifu snorted.

None of the Purple Houses mentioned the fate of the fateful people. It seemed that they had already reached some tacit agreement. Only the man with the negative sword said:

"I will only take the jade box that I deserve..."

As soon as he said this, someone immediately interrupted with disdain:

"You Jianmen took all the benefits, so why are we here to see you?"

The man carrying the sword paused and said:

"I can give you some compensation. The jade box is belonging to the ancestors of the establishment sect. Cheng must bring it back."

There was silence in Taixu, until finally a man in black robe spoke:

"I, Oulu Dao, am the same."

A group of Zi Mansion spiritual consciousnesses collided and seemed to be whispering. The elements lowered their heads, waiting for something. They stared at the jade box carefully, and sure enough, they saw a figure slowly stepping out of Taixu.

This man was dressed in white robes, with a sword tied to his waist. It had a wooden scabbard, and the sword handle was also made of brown-red pine. He approached like a leisurely stroll, and slowly stopped in front of the two jade boxes.

His face was blurry, and he stepped over gently, with patches of white light rippling under his feet, like ripples on the water.

‘Shangyuan! ’

"Shangyuan."

All the purple mansions stopped together, and their eyes were focused with magical powers. All kinds of magical powers and mysterious pupil techniques shuttled and collided in Taixu, as if they were trying to poke a hole in his white robe.

None of them showed any signs of surprise. Instead, they seized every moment and used their magical powers to measure the person in front of them. All the arguments and whispers just now seemed like they had never happened. These eleven Zifu people were all waiting for him. .

Master Shangyuan stretched out his hand and picked up one of the jade boxes.

Everyone was fighting over it, but the jade box that had never been opened looked like an ordinary box in front of him. He opened it with a slight pick, and there was a short sword blade lying inside.

Master Shangyuan took it out casually, seeming a little disappointed. With a flick of his hand, the sword flew towards the person carrying the sword. He said softly:

"Keep it well."

The Master of Jianmen was greatly grateful, and he repeatedly held his hands in his hands and said:

"Senior... when do you plan to break through? Have you thought of a way?"

Master Shangyuan seemed to have some friendship with him. He simply ignored the other Zifus present and chuckled:

"'Yu Zhen' belongs to the ancient method. I don't take yin and yang, nor the five elements, but take virtuality and reality to prove the nature of gold."

He turned his head, looked at Daoist Yu Kui beside him, and said softly:

"'Hengzhu' and 'Owl' are both ancient methods. You can come and have a look. They will be of great benefit."

As he spoke, he picked up the other jade box and threw it into the hands of the real man. He ignored his voice of thanks and disappeared in the air.

The real people in Jianmen and Dalukui Temple had benefited from it, and their hearts had long been filled with joy. They were still willing to stay in Taixu. Now that they had the things in hand, they disappeared without a trace and disappeared.

The remaining nine Zifus said nothing, just watching him arbitrarily divide the two jade boxes. No one dared to say anything, only the one in the middle sighed, waved his hand gently, and waved in the air. Treasures emerge one after another.

There are a large number of these treasures. The most basic ones are also the best among foundation-building treasures. They are filled with treasures in Taixu. Only a small part of them seem to be ancient magic weapons in the cave. Zifu said:

"Twenty-six magic weapons, two Zifu spiritual weapons, news about the six inheritances, clues about the nine ruins, and various long-lost things. Let's each choose some. If the value is too much, leave something behind. Make up for it.”

He raised his eyebrows and took a piece of water-like crystal stone from the pile of things, with ripples on it and twinkling stars.

The real man glanced at it and said softly:

"Does anyone want this one? It is considered to be the best among foundation constructions. It is called [Bihua Tianping]."

…

Qingchi Mountain is across most of the country from Wangyue Lake. Li Xizhi changed into white clothes and a group of people rode the wind out. Not wanting others to bump into them, they flew very high, flying above the clouds.

Spirits are rare here, and it is difficult to ride the wind, so few people fly here. A few people are from the Immortal Sect, so it is naturally easy to ride the wind here, flying silently in the rising glow.

There were many colors in the clouds, and Li Xizhi took to the glow of the sun like a fish in water. He flew silently in the air for several days, while the two people behind him racked their brains, trying to think of something to say to divert his attention.

At this moment, several feathered beasts fell from the sky. They were fishes with beautiful shapes and brilliant colors, with two wings extending from under the ribs, a big round head, a flat muzzle, and orange feathers on both wings flapping in the air. It looks very smart.

"It's rare! You can also meet the Xiaxia Ray."

These rays paused for a moment in Li Xizhi's rainbow light, and soon disappeared into the clouds. Li Xizhi took a look and replied:

"When the water is strong, the rosy ray emerges. It should be caused by the rain clouds of the noble ancestors, causing this spiritual beast to fly so low when passing by that we can see it."

The Xiaguang Ray loves water and likes rainbows. Li Xizhi, who is trained in Xiaguang Taoism, naturally knows this thing very well. If there were not two people beside him, this fish would take a few more mouthfuls of his rainbow light and would not leave so easily.

"It should be coming from the North Sea...going to the East China Sea and the South China Sea."

Yang Xiaoer responded and said regretfully:

"In today's world, these spiritual beasts are rare. I don't know how many things were destroyed when the sky collapsed..."

"The one that suffered the most was naturally the thunder and magnetism of the sky, which has not been seen for thousands of years... Not to mention the annihilation of the thunder, even Xuanyue is just the "Foolish Mountain" that can barely be regarded as Gentu..."

Yuan Chengzhao interrupted, and Li Xizhi sighed secretly. He understood the two people's intentions, so he just thought of comforting them and whispered:

"Do you know why the Xia Ray is happy with the rainbow?"

The two of them were stunned for a moment. They were happy that Li Xizhi finally spoke, but they also became suspicious and asked. Li Xizhi said:

"The genus of feathered beasts is from Lu to Lun, such as feathered snakes and luan birds. The genus of scaly beasts is from union to union, such as the dragonfly and the crow. between."

"And between the two attributes, water disperses and light gathers, and they complement each other, which is the rainbow cloud."

Li Xizhi said softly:

"The last senior who practiced the "Morning Glow Gathering Dew Technique" was called Lin Guxia. His car was a Gu Eagle, which was also a monster with half scales and half feathers."

Yuan Chengzhao sighed:

"When I was young, I was naughty and didn't know how to go to school. Now I can only look at my senior brothers with envy... It seems that the five attributes of Maoyu, Kunlin and Naked are also connected to the Taoism, and the knowledge among them is great."

A few people flew around for a while, and the Yuan family's mushroom forest appeared in front of them. Yuan Chengzhao's face fell, and he said goodbye and settled down. Wangyue Lake was also within easy reach, and Li Xizhi's mood fell again.

…

Qingdu Mountain.

For more than a year, although it no longer rains heavily in several counties in northern Vietnam, it still rains continuously. The rice and beans and millet cannot see the sun, and they all rot in the ground, resulting in no harvest.

The Li family had a good harvest in the past few years and had already made reserves. Each family distributed grain as a routine. Although corruption was inevitable, the family had a solid financial foundation and nothing major happened.

Li Yuanjiao's funeral was completed early, and the news of Qingsong Temple slowly spread. Practitioners from all over the world realized it and came to pay their respects and express their condolences.

After all, the Li family killed the Yuanwu Peak disciples and was still able to sit still. Even though Li Yuanjiao died, it still showed the rich heritage and background of the Li family.

These people don't know where they are, but it doesn't stop them from showing their courtesy. Li Xuanfeng can't be found in southern Xinjiang, and the Li family can't leave on Wangyue Lake.

As the news spread, the Li family gradually began to feel like a family. Li Yuexiang was the orphan of Li Yuanjiao, wearing sackcloth and wearing mourning. He had inherited countless good things, and he was a handsome person, making him coveted by many families. It's almost like breaking through the threshold.

"Go...send that letter back!"

Li Xuanxuan retreated and seemed to have a headache. These people usually couldn't get in front of him, but the Han family of Dongliu sent people to ask. The situation was gradually getting out of hand. He was afraid that if he didn't handle it well, he would offend several families...

He straightened his face, rarely showing a hint of displeasure, and whispered:

"How ironic! Now the crowds are bustling!"

Li Yuanjiao did not have a great reputation during his lifetime, but after his death, countless people came to express condolences, which was quite ironic and made Li Xuanxuan feel uncomfortable.

When he was about to stop, he saw several people hurriedly coming in from outside. Their footsteps were chaotic and noisy. One person shouted:

"Elder, the master is back! The master is back!"

Another person was holding up his trousers, as if coming from the rain, and shouted:

"Elder! Someone from Xuanyue Sect is here!"

Li Xijun was in seclusion, and Li Xuanxuan temporarily came out to take care of things on the mountain. Both of them were disciples he brought up personally. They were very loyal, but lacked some rules. He stopped one of them helplessly and asked:

"Which master!"

"Master of the Immortal Sect!"

Li Xuanxuan stood up suddenly and hurried out. Sure enough, he saw several people standing outside the formation. The old man shouted "Ouch" and hurriedly went to start the formation.

Li Xizhi waited outside the formation for a moment and saw a woman in a red dress standing on one side. She looked like someone from Zhehe in northern Vietnam. She had a round face and black eyebrows. Her face had a delicate arc and a sweet taste, but she was pursed. He pursed his lips, revealing a little sadness.

"It seems to be the Xuanyue Sect's attire."

He took a look, and the woman seemed to be paying attention, and said:

"Fellow Taoist... which immortal sect is this?"

Neither Li Xizhi nor his wife likes to wear Qingchi clothes, but they are wearing Xuan pattern feather clothes, which makes it obvious that they are of extraordinary origin. When the woman asked, Li Xizhi held up his hand and said:

"Qingsui Li Xizhi..."

"turn out to be…"

The woman in the skirt suddenly softened her eyebrows. Before she could say anything, Li Xuanxuan came out in a hurry, stared at Li Xizhi blankly, and said:

"good!"

‘My father is so old! ’

Li Xizhi almost didn't recognize the little old man in front of him. The guest was still beside him. Li Xuanxuan first pulled him over and said to the woman in privacy:

"It turns out to be Fellow Taoist Tingyun, please come into the formation..."

Kong Tingyun nodded in return, landed politely on the peak, burned the paper according to the rules, bowed, and quickly left the hall. Li Xizhi and others were waiting.

Li Yuanjiao had passed away for a long time, and several of them were cultivators of immortality. They did not perform many secular rituals and only left with Kong Tingyun.

Kong Tingyun was afraid of arousing everyone's grief, so she didn't mention the old things too much, but said softly:

"Two of the six jade boxes in Qingsong Cave are missing. Do you know?"

Seeing Li Xuanxuan shaking his head, Kong Ting said:

"According to the wishes of the Purple Mansion, these six jade boxes each have their own place. I heard that there are a few missing. My ancestor said that the real people are making trouble."

Li Xuanxuan originally wanted to follow the message and ask Master Chang Xi how much he gained, but considering the embarrassing status of this real man, he probably won't get anything, so he had to change the topic and replied:

"If these things are to be divided among real people, there will be more monks and less rice. It is inevitable..."

Kong Tingyun hesitated, and then relaxed her mouth for a long time. She seemed to have something to say, but she swallowed it in her throat again, feeling sad in her heart:

‘Ancestor, it’s true that it’s so merciless to ask Li Xuanfeng to meet the elements at this moment! Just wait...'

She finally handed over her hand, looked at Li Xizhi softly, and said softly:

"Your father had a good relationship with me during his lifetime. You can come to Xuanyue and sit with me more often on weekdays."

Kong Tingyun didn't know Li Xizhi's temperament and couldn't tell whether she was a general person, so she didn't dare to talk too much or make any promises. However, Li Xizhi saw her sincerity and nodded in return.

Kong Tingyun didn't stay long and left in the wind. Li Xizhi then turned around, looked at Li Xuan and said:

"It seems...this senior has a very good relationship with his father."

Li Xuanxuan waved his hand. He didn't know how far the friendship between the two had reached. He put aside the topic, looked at him seriously for a few times, and sighed:

"You have also broken through the foundation building. You brothers are all trying their best. Now we only care about Xi Jun!"

"Xi Jun is in seclusion?!"

Li Xizhi was stunned and said anxiously:

"Why don't you bring me a copy of the repair book? Can you prepare some elixirs?"

After he said this, he suddenly remembered that he was also in seclusion. Even if he sent a letter, he could not receive it. He only wished in his heart. Li Xuanxuan took Yang Xiaoer to look at it for a few times, nodded and said:

"He is a decent and sensible person."

Yang Xiaoer hesitated to speak, looking a little anxious. A smile appeared on the old man's face. Of course he knew what she meant and said softly:

"I'll take you to see Huai'er."