Xuanjian Immortal Clan

It was already daylight when Liu Changdie climbed out of the lake. The feather coat on his body protected him tightly, and he was not even touched by the lake water.

He walked vaguely on the shore for two steps, realizing that everything in the past had disappeared. He was so dizzy for a moment that he didn't know what to do, so he just took off in the wind and flew towards the mountains.

It wasn't until they reached Qingdu Mountain that Liu Changdie realized that the formation flag was still on him, so he had no choice but to walk through the formation and go to the main hall where Li Xijun was originally.

Waiting for the soldiers in front of the door to report, Liu Changdie stepped in. The man at the top was a man with white hair and beard, wearing black and gold armor. He raised his eyebrows.

"Fellow Daoist Changdie!"

"Brother Xuanfeng!"

Liu Changdie hurriedly stepped forward to meet Li Xuanfeng, looked around carefully, and was speechless for a while.

Li Xuanfeng is the first Li family member he has met in this life. In his previous life, he only heard of his name [Jin Geng Gang Xian], but in this life, he met and had friendship when he was young.

Li Xuanfeng was also looking at him, and saw that he was in a state of despair, with empty eyes. He clearly had a profound foundation-building aura, and it looked like it was not an ordinary skill, but he was short of breath, heartbroken, and at a loss.

Two people stood in the hall. One used to be sharp and passionate, with a golden bow in his hand and dared to shoot gold. Now he has cold eyebrows and white beard and hair, and is driven by others to protect his family.

The other one used to be very high-spirited and famous, and he made friends with all the great heroes. Now he is empty-handed and alone. They look at each other and it is self-evident.

They hugged each other and neither asked about each other's sufferings. Li Xuanfeng only thanked:

"Thanks to fellow Taoist for this formation, Xuan Feng is grateful for my family."

He fumbled for the jade box from his storage bag, but Liu Changdie lost interest and handed over the formation flag, saying softly:

"If Xuan Feng really wants to thank me... Hu Keqing in the town has a concubine named Liu, who is my distant cousin. If she takes care of me for a while, then he can thank me."

Li Xuanfeng frowned, while Liu Changdie held down his Shengyang Mansion, his eyes full of sleepiness, and said softly:

"Brother Xuanfeng can also see that the demons in my heart are nuisance me now. I really can't wait any longer. I'm just rushing to find spiritual objects and secret techniques to suppress them. I shouldn't stay too long. I'll offend... offend..."

Li Xuanfeng was also a straightforward person. Seeing the cold sweat on his face, he had no choice but to send him out and watched him take out the shuttle and quickly disappear into the horizon. Then he returned with the wind, and Li Xijun was waiting in the palace.

Among the many juniors, Li Xuanfeng valued Li Xijun the most. His expression was quite gentle, and he asked first:

"What's the matter with Yuexiang?"

Li Xijun explained the causes, consequences and speculations. Li Xuanfeng calmed down a little and said softly:

"Although it is forced, can my family be humiliated by him for no reason? Just wait until I go to Yuan's house, and if Yuan Huyuan wants to separate, let him understand clearly."

Li Xijun nodded. Although he was also angry about his sister, he still advised softly:

"Qingchi strictly prohibits connecting counties across borders. The Yuan family is a natural ally geographically. If lives are involved, it may not be a good thing."

Li Xuanfeng only waved his hand in reply, with a rare smile on his face:

"Don't mention this matter. I have my own arrangements. Let me meet that good junior first and see what he is like now."

…

Chen Mansion.

Chen Mufeng returned to the mansion, and a group of wives and concubines came up to greet him. He was the most favored by the Chen family in generations. He, Chen Mufeng, had a high status in the family and naturally had many wives and concubines. There were many voices, but he did not With a good face, he waved and pushed away.

He hurriedly entered and reached the deepest part of the courtyard. He saw a woman sitting there. Her appearance was not outstanding. However, Chen Mufeng was smiling all over her face. He greeted her diligently and whispered:

"lady……"

This woman is Mrs. Li, the younger sister of Li Xi'an. She is sitting in the courtyard drinking tea. Standing beside her is a young man, about twelve or thirteen years old, with narrow eyes and slow eyebrows, standing with his hands behind his back.

Mrs. Li answered and said softly:

"It's a coincidence that my husband is back. Yang'er has broken through the fourth level of fetal breath and is looking for you."

Chen Mufeng was surprised and happy, and replied:

"What!"

He swept his spiritual consciousness and saw that his eldest son Chen Yang had broken through the fourth level of fetal breath. Chen Mufeng said in shock:

"This speed of cultivation is not as good as that of Li Ximing back then, but it can still catch up with the person in charge of Qingdu Mountain!"

Mrs. Li nodded with a smile, while Chen Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at his father, whispering:

"The fetal breath technique is simple, otherwise it could be faster."

His eyes were gray and black from his mother, and his eyebrows were long and slow from his uncle's. He looked more like the Li family than the Chen family. Especially when he narrowed his eyes, it almost made Chen Mufeng's heart skip a beat. .

Because he is afraid of these eyes, Chen Mufeng is not very close to this child. Sometimes he sees his unintentional movements and expressions, which are just like the suspicion and cunning of the Li family. However, compared with Chen Yang, many of his descendants are like a bunch of quails, and their talents are even worse. Also out of reach.

Compared to being incompetent, Chen Mufeng still likes Chen Yang.

Mrs. Li naturally loved this child very much, her eyes were soft and she said softly:

"I'm asking you this time because I want Yang'er to serve the Crown Prince."

As soon as he said this, Chen Yang did not raise his head, but his narrow eyes quickly and secretly squinted, looking over his father's face. His gray-black pupils shrank slightly, and the dark black dots stared straight at him. .

Chen Mufeng replied with an "Ah". When he looked at Chen Yang, he only saw the young man's submissive expression and replied:

"Of course it's a good thing, I'm just afraid of Chengliao..."

"I've already told him."

Mrs. Li lowered her eyebrows and asked Chen Yang to retreat first. Then she looked solemn and said anxiously:

"Can you tell Yuan'er? He is not like a creature in the pool! I rarely bring him to see my brother, but his temperament... looks like... I don't know who he is. He becomes more cunning and ambitious day by day. If he can't win his trust earlier, Zhu Li, I’m afraid it won’t end well!”

"What?!"

Chen Mufeng raised his head in disbelief. He also had youthful ambitions, but he felt that his wife was exaggerating and whispered:

"Why is Madam like this? Teenagers are somewhat ambitious. They just wait for time to pass..."

"You do not trust me?"

Chen Mufeng stopped immediately and could only nod his head:

"Then I'll send him over to see Chengliao right now."

Mrs. Li grabbed him and told him:

"I heard that the Crown Prince is also a waste of oil. If you go there, you must bring Yang'er to meet him in person, just in case."

He just felt that the lady had thought too carefully, so he nodded casually and hurried out of the courtyard, taking Chen Yuan with him and riding the wind all the way to the tall side hall. After waiting for less than half an hour, Li Chengliao finally came back.

The two of them were walking in the corridor between the balconies, but it was Chen Yang's first time here. Looking at the golden eaves and the white jade steps on the balconies, his eyes gradually widened and his heart palpitated.

Li Chengliao was leading people back from the underworld. The friction of armor and clothes made a clanging sound of metal. Chen Yuan and his father were kneeling under the steps. The young man silently stared at the eighteenth stone steps at the top of the hall, his eyes He glanced vaguely and said in his heart:

"It's so majestic."

Thoughts flashed lightly in his mind, and he looked up at the man in the wolf cloak. Li Chengliao didn't have much pressure, but standing in that place without speaking was still impressive.

An impulse arose in Chen Yang's heart:

"A real man...should be above thousands of people, dominate the crowd with his cultivation...play with the world by planning...what's the point of just practicing in books!"

Li Chengliao was smiling and turned around to answer Xu Gongming:

"The weather has calmed down a bit and the harvest has been harvested, so I'm relieved."

He sat upright on the main seat, looked at Chen Mufeng and Chen Yang beside him, and said warmly:

"This is Yang'er, right? I heard that you have broken through the fourth level of fetal breath. You are truly a rare genius!"

The eighteen steps in the hall are not decorations. They are just enough to block the spiritual consciousness of normal Qi-training monks. But more than that, Chen Yang knelt very far away, which ruled out the possibility of Li Chengliao using his spiritual consciousness to spy.

‘I just came out of seclusion, but he already knew about it! ’

Li Chengliao went down with a smile, walked slowly in front of him, took his hand, saw Chen Yang raised his head, nodded slightly, turned back to Xu Gongming and others and smiled:

“At first glance, it’s my child, his features and eyes are exactly the same!”

These words were obviously beyond everyone's expectations. Chen Yang was stunned for a moment after hearing these words. He couldn't help but slightly lower the corners of his mouth, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were filled with joy and pride. His originally calm face suddenly became animated. Get up and burst out with momentum.

Everyone laughed and congratulated the audience, but Li Chengliao took a closer look. Although he was smiling on his face, there was already a gloom in his heart.

‘This expression…this expression…good! good! ’

Although Chen Yang matured precociously, he could not compare with Li Chengliao, who had been running the family for many years. Apart from looking at his decent eyes and looking around, Li Chengliao could read something from his eyebrows and the corners of his mouth. A familiar smell.

This rebellious and ambitious taste was like a thorn accidentally stuck in his hand, making him grit his teeth and inhale, recalling the young man holding an ash fire and wreaking havoc in the air, so that Li Chengliao's smile was a little distorted.

"It's an ambitious seed."

Li Chengliao has always been very confident in his own feelings. Just as he recognized Xu Xiao as unusual at first glance, Chen Yang also has a kind of nascent ambition in his body, but it is a little less arrogant and a little more like the Li family. Cunning, and perhaps a little cruel.

‘But the talent is so good! If you put it outside, it can stir up trouble... The Chen family really has a good genius! ’

Li Chengliao initially judged the child's temperament, looked at Chen Mufeng with a smile, and asked:

"Why, are you planning to send him to accompany the crown prince? Wouldn't it be a waste if he doesn't concentrate on training with such a good talent?"

When he said this, his eyes were looking at Chen Mufeng, but his spiritual consciousness was fixed on Chen Yang. Seeing him slightly raising his head for a moment, his eyelids slightly shrinking, Li Chengliao's heart moved slightly, listening to Chen Mufeng speaking politely beside him. talk:

"There is no need to practice every day for fetal breath! Each time you extract spiritual energy and refine it, it only takes a few hours. The rest of the time is half the result with twice the result. It's better to learn from the dead child..."

"Yang'er is still three years older, so let Zhou Wei learn more!"

Li Chengliao said politely, but he already agreed and said intentionally:

"Yang'er, you go down the surrounding corridor. Someone will take you to the place where your son will die. I have already told him that I will send a playmate over."

Chen Mufeng was slightly stunned when he heard that he meant to let the two children meet alone, but Li Chengliao smiled and said:

"I still have something to ask Qianhu!"

After hearing this, Chen Mufeng's already wavering steps immediately stopped. Thinking about his wife's words in his heart, he could only sigh slightly, watching the child go down, Li Chengliao said:

"I remember that the Chen family has always been at odds with the Xu family for several generations. Has there ever been a marriage?"

"Of course not!"

Chen Mufeng responded, and Chen Yang hesitated for a moment, thinking that Li Chengliao didn't want him to listen, so he quickly followed the guards down, walked through the winding corridor, and reached the outside of the courtyard.

Looking at the white ground and the two golden doors hidden at the door, he felt a little disdainful.

He, Chen Yuan, has been the most talented person since he was a child. He can play with his friends of the same age in the palm of his hand, and he can make people dance around with just two or three sentences. How can he be afraid of a child? I just thought:

"So what about the prince? His talent may not be that high. I heard that he has only been practicing for two years. At most, he can cultivate the second level of the Womb Breathing Wheel. It's just a matter of picking it up with his hands."

"Not to mention being trapped in this small courtyard every day, how can you think about it? I only need to use a little trick to make him docile."

Chen Yuan has been deceitful since he was a child. How could he think so highly of a child three or four years younger than him? He felt that most of his sons could not even recognize the words, and sneered secretly.

He stepped into the courtyard, and a scent suddenly appeared on his nose. It was intoxicating and charming. Chen Yang frowned, but he was too young to recognize the smell, and thought to himself:

"I don't know what kind of incense it is, but it tastes good. You can take some back."

There was an old ape standing in the inner courtyard, with white hair and droopy eyes. Chen Yang was so smart, how could he look down on him, and thought to himself:

"Nine times out of ten, it's the spiritual beast that protects this prince. I don't know what kind of cultivation it has."

Guessing that it was most likely a spirit beast that practiced qi, he bowed before entering. He thought he had gained favor without knowing it, and felt proud of himself.

Chen Yang opened the door, but there was a boy wearing gold and white clothes sitting on his knees in the courtyard. He looked to be only eight or nine years old, with the back of his head facing him.

Before Chen Yang could ask casually, he saw the prince suddenly turned around and stared at him with two deep, dark golden eyes, like amber.

These were a pair of calm eyes, full of contemptuous scrutiny. When he noticed the situation, his ears pricked up and his twisted waist had a strong sense of strength, showing a soft yet ferocious tiger and leopard posture.

Chen Yang was so frightened that he took a step back, and soon became angry. His anger and shame quickly hid in his heart, and he said in a dark voice:

"I've met the prince."

Li Zhouwei took a closer look, and it seemed that his golden eyes were even more terrifying and sinister because of his tone. Without saying a word, Chen Yang quickly sensed his expression with the intuition of similar people, and enlightenment arose in his heart.

"These are a pair of inhuman eyes, eyes that a mediocre person will never look at twice unless he kneels in front of him. These eyes may be more powerful against women than men." ’

A sneer and contemptuous anger arose in his heart. Taking advantage of his body that was a head taller than his, he took a step forward and pretended to be humble and replied:

"I've met the prince."

To give everyone a shot, the Crown Prince's image will not be that of an upright person, or even a bit of an ordinary villain^.