Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Li Xijun listened for a while and then saw Kong Heng said:

"Many years ago, the Ming Yang Taoist lineage invested in my Buddhist practice and achieved this [Scenic King of Ming Dynasty]. The mount is the one-horned lin beast [Scenic Fame]. I have achieved the enlightenment of enchanting other people's hearts, many children and blessings, and the fragrance of Buddhism. … All supernatural powers…”

"At that time, the Kingdom of Wei was destroyed, and King Shengming Junming assisted King Liang. King Liang fell into the river, and [King Shengming Junming] was killed. This way has been in ruins since then, and there is no news about it."

Li Xijun lowered his head and Kong Heng said:

"I don't know much, I only have one thing to remind you."

"Please enlighten me!"

Li Xijun quickly handed over his hand, and Kong Heng replied:

"When King Shengming Jinming was a lay disciple, he married four wives... He married four wives in a row, but all of them died suddenly. He had to live happily with his concubines until he met Jueyin before they got married... and he did not die suddenly."

"So that's the case…"

Li Xijun frowned slightly, but he thought about it. In fact, Li Zhouwei was almost at the age of getting engaged, and he still didn't know how to arrange it.

"If you go by what Kong Heng said and marry someone else's legitimate daughter, wouldn't it be harmful to others..."

This is a troublesome matter. Now is not the time to worry about it. The matter can only be postponed. Li Xijun asked:

"In that case, how much harm does Shanyue witchcraft do to the Crown Prince?"

Kong Heng smiled slightly and replied:

"With just the mountains and mountains around Wangyue Lake, there is no way it can harm the prince. Even if Master Bei Shi takes action, he will probably be defeated."

"good."

He has learned from the past. If witchcraft can hurt Li Zhouwei, even if this trip will be of great benefit to him in the future, Li Xijun will never let him out.

Now that he was sure, Li Xijun stepped down and saw a gust of gray wind flying out from the corner, turning into a human form at the foot of the steps, and said in a deep voice:

"Wusao has met the young master."

This person was none other than Hook Snake Li Wushao, who was waiting closely. Li Xijun nodded slightly in return and said softly:

"Then let Minghuang test it first. Master will take care of it. We will hide in the air and wait for the Shanyue Foundation to appear."

Li Ximing on the side responded in a low voice. He entered the palace without saying a word and stared blankly at Li Zhouwei. Only then did he realize it and silently followed Li Xijun out.

"I've met King Ming."

Kong Heng clasped his hands together and walked slowly behind Li Zhouwei. The young man said goodbye to the two of them, holding his chin, thoughtfully, his eyes had turned back to dark brown, and he looked ahead quietly.

Li Zhouwei thought for a moment, called someone up, and said:

"Instructions to all generals."

The man quickly went down, and the hall returned to empty tranquility. The lights swayed slightly. Li Zhouwei picked up the map on the desk and looked at it carefully until Chen Yang, Di Li Youjie and others came up.

There are not many monks in Bei Shan Yue, mainly because their skills are so poor that not one out of ten can reach the level of Qi training. Even if there are, they are just miscellaneous Qi. As soon as they break through, they will be ordered to go to Wushan to become a handyman.

After all, although Zi Zhongzhong doesn't like blood, he is still Shanyue, and it is impossible to do without Bai De's slaves. Therefore, even the master of Bei Shanyue is just a fetal breath and does not pose much of a threat.

‘Just be careful. ’

When a few people came up, Li Zhouwei turned his back to everyone and looked at the map. A hundred miles to the north is the Beishan Pass [Jianguan]. This pass is sandwiched between two mountains and has a formation. It is undoubtedly a natural hazard for mortals. But there are many monks here, so this [Jianguan Pass] is actually a little thin.

There is a reason why Chen Yang and others never took Beishan Yue seriously: with the strength of the Li family, even if Li Wushao turned into his original form and squatted in front of the pass, he would immediately scare the guard into abandoning the pass and fleeing. Okay, what else should I pay attention to?

Now that he heard what the elders meant, Li Zhouwei quickly had his thoughts and looked down at the two words [冁关] on the map:

‘Beishan Yue built the foundation and Mu Mili hid in Wushan. He knew that our family was strong. If we attacked the city with Qingdu soldiers and horses, we would be invincible. But how could Mu Mili dare to go out without any scruples? Whether he was prepared or not, he couldn't defeat my family, but I was afraid that he would abandon Beishan and run away, causing endless harm! ’

Li Zhouwei was not a docile and gentle person. Li Xijun wanted to lure the snake out of the cave and leave all the matters at the foot of the mountain to him. Naturally, he was not just there to listen to and do everything. He immediately thought about cooperating and asked:

"Di Li Yujie, if we draw out our troops tonight, how many people can we have?"

Di Liyoujie gritted his teeth and replied:

"We have newly slaughtered all the families, and the remaining power is still there. We can command 2,000 tribesmen, 3,000 miscellaneous soldiers, and 2,000 slaves... However, it has not been reorganized yet, and the morale is low. I am afraid that we will not be able to withstand a war."

‘Li Zhouwei wants to attack Beishanyue tonight? ’

Chen Yang was also stunned for a moment and reminded:

"Your Majesty! The city has just been suppressed. If the three thousand clan soldiers are transferred away, there may be changes!"

Chen Yang was just wondering when he saw Li Zhouwei whispering:

"We just massacred Da Jueting, and the news hasn't leaked out yet... Count the three hundred clan soldiers, lead the troops of the Di Li family, and set off immediately! Only the elite troops will do, and the miscellaneous soldiers and slaves don't have to get in the way."

'How many? ! Three hundred clan soldiers? ’

Suspicious clouds filled his mind. Li Zhouwei had already put on his armor, took off his halberd, and said softly:

"Use the banner of the Di Li family..."

Chen Yang hurriedly led Di Liyoujie back down. Li Zhouwei put on his armor and strode down. Kong Heng followed him silently, with a dark aura, like a mortal monk.

After leaving the main hall, the night was getting darker, and a gust of gray wind blew under Kong Heng's feet. Li Wushao appeared behind him like a ghost, breathing like a snake:

"Master, long time no see!"

Kong Heng squinted his eyes and smiled, but he felt that this monster had a pure spirit, pure demon power, and a figure like wind and rain. The Fushui Daoji [Chao Hanyu] actually had a bit of the magic of the authentic immortal way, and he couldn't help but be surprised:

"Wusao has really improved his strength."

Li Wushao didn't say a word. He was just a little hooked snake, but his strength had increased greatly over the years. Naturally, he couldn't have cultivated it by himself.

Since he agreed to stay in the Li family, Li Xijun used the [Liuyan Fate-matching Special Technique] to extract his spiritual spirit. You must know that the [Liuyan Fate-matching Special Technique] is not an easy magic method to succeed. It all depends on the destiny-matching spiritual object. Good or bad.

Li Wushao originally wanted to save his life, but who knew that the spiritual objects used by Li Xijun were of frighteningly high quality. While his strength skyrocketed, Li Wushao was so moved that he was speechless.

‘The spiritual things that were destined to be consumed... I’m afraid that the three of them, Li Wushao, together are not enough to cover it! Just to succeed once and for all, so as not to hurt my life! ’

He was a hook snake wandering around the East China Sea. He obtained spiritual objects and took precious medicines again and again. He had nothing to say, so he could only suffer in silence. He did not dare to say more to Kong Heng, so he could only nod.

…

In the dark night, every house in Dajue City was closed. The nobles had been slaughtered earlier, and the blood had not yet been washed away. It was as quiet as a dead city.

In the darkness, the elite clan soldiers and Yuting guards were secretly transferred, put on Shanyue's clothes, and quickly assembled. By the time Di Liyoujie's men left the city, three hundred soldiers and horses were already standing like ghosts. In front of the battle.

In the night, Li Zhouwei was dressed in iron armor, with the bright red cloud beads around his waist shining quietly. The halberd in his hand was standing on the ground, and the spirit horse at the peak of fetal breath under his crotch was licking his eyes, looking straight into the distance.

When a mountain slowly stood in front of him, Li Zhouwei's halberd slowly lit up with a red light.

""Jia Zi Po's Halberd Refining Art""

This halberd technique was brought back from the East China Sea by Li Xuanfeng. It was written by General Yi of the ancient Liang Kingdom. The name has been lost long ago, but it is a rather ancient halberd technique. It is a technique, not a technical method.

This halberd technique is about refining the soul. Every time an army is overthrown, a sect is destroyed, and the formation is broken, it will become stronger. If it enters the door, a black shadow will be smeared on the halberd. When it is refined to its peak, a fierce soul shadow will follow, with great power. great.

As for the grade, it is impossible to judge just like the ancient methods obtained in the past. It is even vaguely not in the Zifu Jindan Dao system, and it is even harder to estimate. As a halberd technique that was reborn from the battle formation, it is naturally useful in leading the army in combat. Where things stand out.

This red light burned quietly in the night, making the mountains look up in fear. As more and more people looked at him, the red light on Li Zhouwei's halberd became even brighter. He said in a deep voice:

"Di Li Yujie! I order you to lead the troops gradually. No movement is allowed. Wait in front of [Jianguan] and stand still. At dawn, listen to my orders."

Di Li Youjie knelt down calmly, Li Zhouwei rode his horse forward, and all the tribesmen flew away like the wind. The mountain-crossing man stood up and heard a group of tribesmen below whisper:

"Ganixi..."

Di Liyoujie was horrified and did not dare to let them spread the rumors, so he shouted in a low voice:

"What nonsense are you calling! That's..."

But Li Zhouwei had given instructions, and Di Liyoujie did not dare to say that he was the eldest son of the Li family, so he could only say:

"We will enter the pass from the king, wait until we break through the pass and head north, and our king's title will be passed down. When we break through the north mountain and cross the king's court, you and I will be noble!"

After Di Li Youjie explained his ambition, his subordinates all widened their eyes.

north.

Li Zhouwei was like a horse riding on meteors, and Kong Heng followed him unhurriedly. The young man tilted his head and asked:

"Master, I wonder how many people still know the name of [Scenic Spot]?"

Kong Heng shook his head slightly and replied:

"This name is the translation of Di language many times, and no one knows it for a long time. Even if someone knows about King Ming... they don't know how many times the title has been changed. It's just that I, Liaohe, call me this."

"good."

Li Zhouwei responded, knowing what he was thinking, and thought:

"It seems that Mingyang has been lost for many years, and all the descriptions have disappeared... but it is a good thing."

As he spoke, [Jianguan] quickly appeared in the field of vision. The bluestone was dyed gray and black by the night, and it was gloomy in the night. He raised his eyebrows and glanced twice, and asked someone to step forward and whispered:

"Go call the door."

A man next to Li Zhouwei reined in his horse. This man had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and disheveled hair. He was the younger brother of Di Li Youjie. He came here as a guide for the Li family. He lowered his head and listened, and saw Li Zhouwei saying softly:

"It's just that Da Jueting is massacring the nobles. We are the remnants of Bei Shanyue who escaped and joined us. This army of soldiers and horses are direct descendants. As long as we are allowed in, the spiritual beings of the clan will be given to us."

The man from the Di Li tribe nodded and moved forward quickly. Li Zhouwei just rode his horse quietly without any worries. The strength and information of the two parties were not at the same level at all. The plan was just to save time.

After all, in Bei Shanyue's opinion, why would the Li family need so much effort? Just push the Foundation Establishment cultivator straight away, and naturally there will be no suspicion of the Li family.

Li Wushao behind him obviously had the same idea. After waiting for a moment, he said in a conspiratorial tone:

"Your Majesty... why don't I break this barrier and rush in in one breath?"

Li Zhouwei shook his head gently, and Chen Yang lay on his horse in the night, seeming to have figured out the clue, and thought:

"It seems that what he wants is a complete Yan Pass, and he wants to pretend that the Di Li tribe is invading from the north...is he afraid of disturbing the grass and alarming the snake?"

Just as Chen Yang was thinking about it, a large basket fell from above. The young man from the Di Li tribe bowed down and said:

"Sir, the guard said that the soldiers and horses are waiting outside, so that the person in charge can come forward."

"Quite cautious."

Chen Yang said something, and Li Zhouwei joked in a low voice:

"I don't think he necessarily covets these spiritual things!"

Chen Yang smiled lowly and followed his intention and said:

"He most likely wants to offer the head of the 'remnants' to please my Li family!"

Li Zhouwei placed his halberd on the ground, tilted his head and said:

"Excuse me, Senior Wushao. I can still be of use if you leave the guard alive."

Li Wushao nodded slowly, dropped it lightly into the basket, and lifted it up unsteadily. The person above was lifting it in a hurry, which seemed a bit ironic.

When Li Wushao entered the formation, Chen Yang counted seventeen. The formation at the pass was suddenly lifted, the door was opened wide, and a mountain of people knelt in it. Li Zhouwei drove his horse forward, and the monks on both sides stepped back one after another, revealing their full body. The ground is red with blood.

A piece of head rolled down on the ground. The guard trembled and offered the bone sword in his hands. Li Zhouwei did not take it and walked up the pass step by step. The soldiers and horses of the Di Li tribe had already appeared in the distance.

Li Zhouwei then looked at the frightened Shanyue man on the ground, who was only at the fourth level of fetal breath cultivation. He was so frightened by Li Wushao's methods that he fell down and kowtowed repeatedly:

"I've met the king! I've met the king! Du Dou is willing to serve as the king's subordinates and to collect soldiers and horses for the king!"

Li Zhouwei said nothing and saw Du Dou sweating profusely. When Di Liyoujie rushed to the pass, he saw the young man waving his hands and saying softly:

"Rebel!"

Chen Yang nodded, the context in his heart already clear, and said with a smile:

"I sent the order and drafted a message to be sent to all the tribes in Beishanyue, saying that Du Dou had received Wushan's secret order and let Di Li enter the pass through Xie and raise troops at [Jianguan]."

Di Liyoujie was sweating profusely after hearing this. His family was pushed to the forefront of the storm again. He just looked at Li Wushao and Kong Heng next to him and felt relieved quickly. He saw Chen Yang moving forward. Li Zhouwei smiled and said:

"There must also be a name. Di Liyoujie is already a member of my family. Beishan will know sooner or later, but it is still not convenient."

Di Liyoujie couldn't understand that Chen Yang was trying to figure out Li Zhouwei's thoughts, but he also had his own way of flattering him. He quickly saluted and said respectfully:

"The great king shines like the sun, and in barbarian language he calls it: [Da He Ming Fang]. I would like to be honored by this name!"

Chen Yang saw Li Zhouwei nodding and said quickly:

"Then go down and make arrangements... mobilize troops and horses, and before Beiting can react... move north quickly!"

Li Zhouwei just let him make arrangements and looked at the sky casually. He didn't know where Li Xijun and others were hiding, so he just murmured:

"See how the Lord of Beishanyue reacts. It would be best to alert Wushan directly."

I took a short break for two days, so I’m sorry to stop updating, so I’ll write now.