Xuanjian Immortal Clan

It was dusk and the autumn dew on the lake had not yet dispersed. Li Qinghong left the hall. Li Xijun, who was wearing a sword, came forward and spoke softly:

"Autumn dew fills the lake. Although every family can see clearly, they should spread the news in all directions, go to Qingchi to report to Ning's family, and then spread it to Yishan, five counties, and even to the monks on the river bank. Your Excellency, work hard to protect the south of the Yangtze River. Your kindness is beginning to flourish. It's appropriate Quickly consolidate it."

Li Qinghong nodded and asked him to do it. Li Xizhi took a step forward and took over the words:

"Just leave the news about Qingchi to me. I will set off in three days. I will fulfill my courtesy first..."

He paused, then changed his tone and said softly:

"Wait for Si Yuanli too."

Several people did not show doubts, and Li Qinghong nodded matter-of-factly. When Si Yuanli returned home, he would definitely stop when passing Wangyue Lake, and he would not leave without making sure of his posture.

At this moment, the woman said softly:

"Yuan Qin is holding hostage in Yishan. There is no hope of meeting him. Now that the Qingchi is in chaos, we should take this opportunity to call him back urgently. If he hesitates, it may be difficult to meet him again."

Although the Chi family's vitality was severely damaged and the main line was almost wiped out, there may not be any ambitious people from the sidelines. It was well known that Li Yuanqin was close to the Chi family. Li Qinghong was only afraid that the situation would change and something would go wrong.

"I'll send people over there overnight."

Li Xijun answered softly, listening to the sound of the formation, and an extremely tall old man fell into the formation. His back was slightly bowed and his voice was low:

"My lords, Li Wushao, Li Minggong and others have returned from the north and are waiting outside the formation."

"Please come in quickly!"

Li Xijun's heart felt cold, and he quickly spoke, and saw a few people left behind in the formation, all bowing in front of the hall, and the leader was Li Minggong.

"Meet all the elders..."

Her face was slightly pale, her clothes were neat, and she was already the person with the most intact aura among the people. She bowed in front of the steps. Behind her, except Li Wushao, who had a gloomy face, there were only an old man and a strong man, both of whom were practicing Qi Jiu. layer.

The old man's face was covered with white beard, and his head was clean and smooth. One eye was missing and he knelt on the ground blankly. The strong man's body was intact, but his face was like gold paper. He stood like a shaking iron tower, as if he was about to fall at any time. Go down.

Li Qinghong lowered his eyes slightly and said softly:

"It is said that the Shuiling Rebellion broke through Yanshan Pass, which is a change in the overall situation. I don't blame you for waiting, let's talk about it first."

Li Minggong was originally a bright and generous woman who always loved to laugh. Now her voice was choked and she said in a low voice:

"My lords went to call Shuiling. In less than half a day, the demon cultivator arrived. The demon general came with purple energy, held Yu Su's head, and sacrificed several talismans. In less than half a quarter of an hour, the barrier was broken."

"The cultivators were defeated like a mountain and fled all the way south. They were afraid that they could not escape fast enough. They attacked the formations in the rear, but half of them abandoned their formations and ran away... I met An Keqing halfway, gathered the people and horses along the way, and ran forward under his command. To vote for my sister-in-law.”

The sister-in-law in her words was naturally Li Yuexiang. A look of regret appeared on Li Minggong's face, and he choked for several breaths before saying:

"There was great chaos at that time, the sky was gray, and I couldn't see which high-level cultivators were in the sky. I was so distracted that I hurried to the rear and soon met my sister-in-law. She was fighting with the demonic cultivators with swords and fire..."

When she said this, she broke down in tears. Behind her, An Yanyan, who was like a corpse, moved his knees forward a few times and took the words in a low voice, his voice hoarse and unpleasant:

"The villain was dedicated to rescue, so he led the cultivators to help. When Yue Xiang saw us, her expression changed and she scolded the villain... She said..."

"How could Qing An Ke want to harm me?"

Hearing this, the woman above slowly closed her eyes, Li Xizhi lowered his head, Li Xijun held the hilt of the sword until his fingers turned white, and An Yuyan's head hit the ground with a thump, and continued:

"So Shi Xiu fell from the sky, counted with his fingers, and with a happy face, he looked around and said: 'I almost lost a piece of delicious food.'"

Li Xijun didn't dare to look at Li Xizhi, so he stood alone. An Quanyan sobbed again:

"The old man just remembered that Shi Xiu likes to eat noble people, and he has already caused trouble. The bald donkey beat Li Cheng to death with one blow. He looked at it carefully, smiled, and all the cultivators were shocked..."

"My son Siming came out with a sword, and died violently after five strikes. The bald donkey killed several people in a row, and then tried to kill me. Li Wen threw a hammer to stop him..."

Li Minggong had calmed down his emotions, took over the words, and said softly:

"My sister-in-law then took my hand and said urgently: 'I am going to die now, so I can't harm anyone else.' So she handed over the spirit, sacrificed the talisman, looked after An Keqing, and ordered: 'Escort me back to my family, don't waste my life in vain. '"

"We galloped for several miles, and my sister took out the foundation-building talisman to protect her body, and headed north. She was dressed in pheasant fire. She must have burned herself to death."

There must have been quite a few people who escaped at that time, only the two with the highest cultivation levels escaped. An Yuyan just kowtowed to his head and whispered:

"The villain is incompetent, please behead me to pay for my sin."

An Junyan knelt on the ground like a corpse. Li Yuexiang, An Siming, Li Cheng and others almost all died because of him. How could he not make this old man almost crazy? He only murmured coldly in his heart:

"In the past, he was rampant and killed his eldest son. Now he is stupid and has harmed his second son, his family and other cultivators... There is nothing more useful in this world than me. It is better to die early to avoid harming others again!"

Li Qinghong looked at the old man in front of him quietly. He had been loyal to Li Tongya for four generations, and his two sons were doing their best. An Siwei was still guarding at the foot of the mountain... How could she say anything more? There was silence in the palace.

Later, Li Wen finally spoke. The honest man lost his golden hammer and said in a low voice:

"The situation was urgent at that time. If Li Wen had led the team, he would have rescued him. An Keqing just happened to meet him... I hope we can punish the villain together."

Li Minggong also apologized, but Li Wushao stood behind with a stinking face, not knowing what he was thinking.

At that time, the whole Jiangbei was in chaos, and seeing his own family fighting with demon cultivators again, it would have been hard for someone with a sharp mind to react for a while, and everyone above him was silent.

Li Qinghong waited for a moment, and finally when Li Xizhi spoke, the young man said softly:

"Is there any relic left behind?"

Li Wushao finally took a step forward and held out a broken sword and a small box with his palms. Li Xizhi took it lightly, glanced briefly at the box, and immediately looked away to look at the sword.

The wooden talisman at the end of the sword shook slightly. Li Xizhi looked at the handwriting, put away the sword, and handed the small box to Li Qinghong, and then said:

"Just give him a lighter sentence."

…

It's called Shuize.

All the drowsiness in Jiangbei has slowly faded away, and the bright light shines down and is reflected on the water surface called Shuizhu. The Heshui has become much lighter, and the wreckage at the bottom of the water can be vaguely seen.

The air shook slightly, and the dark Taixu was revealed. An old man in green clothes appeared holding a talisman, standing out of thin air, his face was slightly rosy, and he coughed:

"Cough...cough..."

His cough caused ripples to float on the surface of the water, and some golden light flashed. A person appeared immediately behind him, also wearing green clothes, but looking like a young man, walking happily.

"Uncle Shi, are you feeling better?"

The old man had a straight face and a slightly lower voice, and replied:

"Changhuai Mountain is the number one sect in the Wu Kingdom after all, so it is difficult to deal with..."

This person was naturally Master Yuanxiu Si Boxiu. He glanced at Chi Buzi in front of him, frowned and said:

"You, on the other hand, don't want to give it a try? If you try deliberately, you may not be able to seize the three golden qualities."

When he recalled it, he even showed a look of regret and sighed:

"That is the golden nature left by [Tianwu Zhen Qi Shen Sha Zhenjun]... This fruit position is vacant, and this golden nature is a very beautiful thing... Even if Tianwu Zhenjun has some plans, he is upright and will take the remaining position no matter how bad he is. …”

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Unexpectedly, Chi Buzi laughed twice, raised his head to look north, shrugged and replied:

"Uncle Shi understands that I am the most suspicious. This kind of thing looks scary, and Bu Zi is not a good person. If I really go to prove Zhenqi, it is hard to say whether I can prove it. I am afraid that you will send me to the west first."

Si Boxiu laughed when he heard this, shook his head and sighed, and replied:

"You are overthinking. If the True Lord is immortal, the three golden natures in An Huai's sky will not be like this. If the fruit status is empty, it is suspended. Sir, there is no need and it is impossible to fake death by hanging the fruit status."

The old man paused and replied:

"At most, it is as unresponsive as the lunar sun and the lunar sun. It is impossible for the true king to exist but the fruit position to be empty."

Chi Buzi curled his lips, activated his magical powers, counted with his fingers, shook his head and said:

"I won't say much. I'm still asking for magical powers. I don't have time to waste here."

Master Yuan Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly and said doubtfully:

"Why don't you go back to the sect and take a look? If Zhiyun breaks through in seclusion, I'm afraid no one will take charge of the overall situation."

"That's it!"

Chi Buzi showed little interest, shook his head and said:

"Isn't there still Uncle Shi? If not, there is also Lord Sui Guan. What's there to care about?"

He, Chi Buzi, had no intention of dealing with the Qingchi Sect in Lushui. Since Chi Wei's death, Chi Buzi gradually realized the problem with the method of asking for money. He felt tortured every moment he stayed in Qingchi, so why would he want to go back?

Si Boxiu frowned and replied in a low voice:

"Sir Sui Guan, it's not like you don't know that the Chi family is not prosperous in the first place. Now there is no Zifu. How can we control the situation! Zhiyun has gone into seclusion again and if you don't go back, the Chi family may not be able to survive."

'hehe! ’

After hearing this, Chi Buzi sneered in his heart and said to himself:

‘I haven’t been home all year round, and this guy is so happy! He has coveted the Moonlight Glazed Tree for a long time, and he finally got what he wanted! I hope I die outside before it’s too late! ’

Chi Buzi was a very cunning person, so he didn't know Si Boxiu's true thoughts. Knowing that he was using kind words to spy on him, he just smiled and said:

"When I was born, I cultivated my nature. My parents gave birth to me with no intention of driving me. I raised my parents with no intention of repaying them. My two elders died early, and I also changed several bodies long ago. I have no bloodline. In other words, Chi Buzi is just a name, what does the Chi family have to do with me?"

"Immortals should abandon the worldly burdens, think about their family and their sect, and after thinking about the common people, they should think about the heaven and the earth. The heaven and the earth belong to the laws of nature, so what does it have to do with me? As a real person, there is only one thing about 'I' that is true, that is, cultivating one's nature. If you succeed in your destiny, you will be successful; if you fail to achieve it, you will die."

Si Boxiu took a deep look at him and seemed to slowly understand why this man was able to practice so fast all the way and pass several levels in a row. He only shook his head secretly:

‘He has no morals, no parents, no clan, no sentient beings, just a fairy character. ’

Chi Buzi had no intention of going around and around with him. He was busy looking for the monster in Zifu. He explained what he meant in one breath, penetrated Taixu, and disappeared.

The remaining Si Boxiu thought about it carefully and went through several rounds in his mind:

"Three portions of the golden nature were not enough, so Zi Pei caught [Zhelu] off guard and forced out the golden nature. In the end, Shi Xiu didn't get even one, which is very satisfying!"

"It's just that this is Kan Xuyu's last move... She will have to prove Zi Qi when she returns... how difficult it is! Once she gets the certificate, this North-South game will come to an end."

Si Boxiu rolled up his sleeves on the spot, stepped into Taixu, turned around, and disappeared as well.

…

Bian Yanshan.

Bianyan Mountain was empty, the vegetation was in a mess, and even the hundreds of spiritual cords that had been drilled into the mountain as the base of the formation had been dug clean. Si Yuanli stood on the top of the mountain, watching quietly.

He was wearing that cassock, with a sword on his waist, and his posture was very ordinary, but there was a lot of worry in his brows. Behind him stood his nephew Si Tongyi, who was considered the most caring confidant, waiting respectfully.

Most of the direct descendants of the Chi family, as well as the peak master Keqing, all died here. The vision was completely covered up, as if nothing had happened, only a mess.

Naturally, he didn't need to pretend to be anything in front of these confidants, and he also omitted the plot of 'regret' and 'sigh', and stood quietly in the night sky, thinking silently.

The other people who came with him had been sent out by Si Yuanli to "search for traces of Chi Zhiyan," but the middle-aged man in white knew very well:

"The Maha Purple Mansion in the north of the Yangtze River has dispersed together, and the overall struggle between the north and the south has also disappeared. Everything can be slowly figured out. The soul lantern on the Qingchi Peak must have been swept by a strong wind, destroying large areas. It cannot be concealed."

Any action taken by Si Yuanli during this limited period of time will affect the direction of the entire Qingchi. The faces of each family head and Qingchi Peak master flashed through his mind one by one. He was alone, facing the coldness that was sweeping through him. Feng took a deep breath.

He thought about it and suddenly remembered something. He quickly turned to look at Shi Tongyi with a very serious tone. He turned over his hand and took out a white jade token. He said solemnly and urgently:

"With my seal, you immediately rush back to the sect overnight, and secretly order Li Yuanqin to go to Wangyue Lake to see his father for the last time, and never make it public."

"I'm afraid it's too late..."

Si Tongyi was thoughtful and saw Si Yuanli shaking his head and saying:

"It doesn't matter if it's late or not, I just want an excuse for him to go back to the Li family so that they can get some fresh air and see how good he is."

Si Tongyi immediately took off in the wind and headed south as fast as he could. Si Yuanli was relieved and thought carefully again, wondering if there was any omission.

After a while, the brilliance of magical power flowed in front of him. Si Yuanli raised his head thoughtfully, and the familiar old figure finally appeared in front of his eyes. He was overjoyed, and his heart instantly calmed down, and he said respectfully:

"Ancestor!"

Master Yuan Xiu's eyes swept over the messy Bianyan Mountain, his eyelids twitched, he didn't say anything more, he just shook his sleeves, everything in front of Si Yuanli's eyes suddenly darkened, and he was already walking in the void.

"The real person...Huaijiang map guards the river bank...Li Xuanfeng used the golden talisman to ask you to hold, and fought to the death...According to the order, we used all the secret hands left by the real person..."

Si Yuanli quickly stated everything, but he saw Si Boxiu looking at him quietly with no expression on his face. There was no expression of appreciation on the old man's face, and he was silent for a moment with his hands behind his back.

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