Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Li Ximing pinched his magic power and flicked his fingers to light up the magic lights on both sides. The bright light scattered. He pushed the vermilion door and went in. A burst of spiritual energy rushed in front of him, making his robes rustle.

It was dark in front of my eyes, with only the tiny glow of magic power on the formation. The hall was square in shape, no more than ten feet vertically. There were lights on the left and right, a few stone tables and chairs were placed randomly, and formation patterns were carved on the ground, red Black intertwined.

The center is naturally the fire vein of the Meng family. It is made of bronze and embedded with eight pieces of red iron. It exudes a dark red brilliance. Li Ximing scanned it with his spiritual sense and found that there was a spiritual spring hidden in the corner. The quality was very low. Gululu Water comes out of the ground.

"Ding dong..."

The clear spiritual water flowed along the channels on the ground again, and poured into the quenching pool. He calculated that no one had been there for decades, but the spiritual spring was spraying out spiritual energy, causing the spiritual energy to stagnate. The spring is clogged.

Li Ximing has been practicing alchemy for many years, and is very familiar with the fire vein. He pressed his hand on the bronze base on the fire vein, and it was indeed extremely hot:

"This Meng family fire vein is really good, and it is also mixed with Lihuo. It is really a treasure for refining weapons. The fire evil in the formation has been accumulated for decades, and the base is about to melt."

No one has visited the Meng Mansion for decades, and Li Ximing thought that since he arrived too late, he was afraid that the bronze base would melt, Lihuo Fire would spew out, and the entire cave would be completely unrecognizable.

Seeing that Meng's mansion was empty, he thought to himself:

"It's strange. I'm supposed to come back... but I didn't come back even once?"

Somehow, since he realized that Meng's Mansion was empty, he relaxed immediately, felt much refreshed, and his steps became brisker. Li Ximing has always been very quick in concentration and is good at putting emotions behind him. Now he is immediately thinking about what to do with Meng's Mansion. .

"First set the fire pulse."

He kneaded the secret with one hand and reached out to his waist with the other. A small bottle two fingers wide jumped out. It was made of white gold and painted with complex dark silver patterns, and the light on it flashed one by one.

"[Xuanwen Bottle]!"

This magic weapon had already been handed over to Li Ximing's hands. After practicing for a long time, it was transformed into the magic power of Ming Yang. It was bright and radiant. Li Ximing opened the large formation on the bronze base with one hand, and suddenly a black and red fire evil spewed out.

This fire demon was mixed with Li Huo, extremely hot and more vicious than the ordinary fire demon, but three or two pieces of bright light burst out from Li Ximing's [Xuanwen Bottle], hazy, falling from the sky, like a layer of veil falling, Stopped the fire.

He practiced the [Xuanwen Bottle]. This magic weapon is very bright after being soaked with the magic power of Ming Yang. There are also two kinds of magical power. One is Ming Light, which can suppress or assist in flying and exorcism. It has some of the effects of Ming Yang. , the power can be seen.

"better than nothing."

This is also the old problem of [Xuanwen Bottle]. Although this magic weapon has different effects when encountering different magic powers, which is quite unique, this effect is inevitably similar to that of Immortal Foundation, and it is difficult to achieve a complementary effect.

Fortunately, the second magical power is a bit interesting. It is a kind of Qi that can gather bright light, mix it with flames, put it in a bottle for sacrifice, and then it can spurt out during a fight. After a long time of sacrifice, its power should be on the table.

This effect is somewhat similar to Li Qinghong's stored mysterious thunder, except that the more it is refined, the more powerful it becomes. Unfortunately, the bright light and flames that fall in are mixed together, and they will be mixed together when taken out and cannot be separated.

Now he couldn't put it down, so he hurriedly used it, pinching the spell to cast the spell, and the bright light rolled back, stirring up the rolling fire evil mixed with scattered fire and turning it into a black-red fire pillar, mixed with dots of bright red, Fly quickly.

[Xuanwen Bottle] What I want is Lihuo. This fire evil is too complicated. In fact, refining it is a troublesome task, but it couldn't be easier for Li Ximing. He lightly hooked his free hand and the Qi in his body [Gu Feng draws fire] 】 Transport.

The black fire pillar immediately condensed into his palm, and the bright red fire fell off, falling into the bottle. Within a quarter of an hour, all the savings in the formation had been drained away.

Li Ximing has not yet seen the upper limit of the fire control ability provided by [Gufeng Fire]. The massive fire demon has long made ordinary monks disgraced, but it can be condensed in his hand no more than the size of a finger. If it needs to be contained in a container, a gas bottle will need to be used. With a car, only the [Wrong Fragrance] at home can be accommodated.

Li Ximing had no choice but to hold it and look around twice carefully. Several stone chambers were protected by Meng's formations. Although they were useless to him, it was difficult to break into them.

"This is a good place. If you have time in the future, you can come here a few more times to extract the Lihuo Sacrifice Refining Artifact."

He turned around and saw that the hall was dark and empty. He extinguished a few lights, closed the door, sighed and thought to himself:

"I was born for the Purple Mansion, and if I don't succeed, I will die. Seeing that the time is approaching, I will go back and go into seclusion. 30% will live and 70% will die. I originally wanted to meet him and make up for the mistakes I made when I was young. Unfortunately, due to bad luck, I don't have this opportunity. .”

Li Ximing quickly walked out of this place, rose up on the white salt reef, looked at the vast sea, and drove north with the bright light, suddenly he had an epiphany in his heart:

"瓓qi is a thing whose wonder is incomparable to other things. It is by no means as simple as improving one's cultivation level. If one studies it carefully, one will definitely gain something. My family has been famous in Jiangnan for generations, and this thing also has a share of the credit."

"If I can practice my magical power and become immortal, I should go here to study it. If I can't do it in the Zi Mansion, it will be useless to study it."

He calmed down and went all the way south to investigate. Li Xijun was flying over from afar. He was walking in a hurry, covered in frost and snow, and he felt a little bit dusty. The long sword seemed to have just been sheathed, and there was a sharp aura. Sword energy.

"This is?"

"nothing."

Li Ximing suddenly became nervous and only asked one question. Li Xijun was a little embarrassed and said a few perfunctory words. How could he stop? He kept asking. The young man then took the sword into his arms and said helplessly:

"I met a snake demon and insisted on inviting me into the sea to be a guest in her palace. I refused several times in a row. She couldn't keep it off her face and sent people to harass me. I came out with a sword."

"ah?"

Li Ximing was really stunned, and then asked after realizing it:

"Banshee?"

"yes."

Li Xijun answered helplessly. It was rare for Li Ximing to have such an expression on his face. He murmured twice in confusion, but Li Xijun got the wrong idea and shook his head:

"Don't worry, I kept my hand. I didn't hurt anyone. She seems to have a background, and she didn't dare to do anything. She was just joking."

"Ha ha."

Li Ximing laughed, rarely seeing his embarrassed expression, and joked:

"Brother Jun, it's better to come to the East China Sea less often. I'm afraid that one day you will be flying in the East China Sea, rippling in the water, and be snatched away by a certain dragon girl, and brought back to the Dragon Palace to be your husband."

"Brother, please stop teasing me."

Li Xijun shook his head, turned the topic back, and with a flash of whiteness in his eyes, he immediately saw something was wrong and asked:

"Wherever my brother went, he was so angry."

"Your eye skills are really getting better and better."

Li Ximing shook his head and replied:

"Lihuo is strong in this Suzhu group of reefs. I happened to find a fire vein mixed with Lihuo, and drew some mixed Lihuo to sacrifice the treasure."

He gained a lot from this trip and felt a little comfortable. He continued:

"It is often said that [Xuanwen Bottle] easily overlaps with the master's Immortal Foundation functions. Perhaps the master who created [Xuanwen Bottle] is Mingyang Yiyi. Pay special attention to the magic of absorbing bright light and mixing it with flames to create a spirit. It is really good. ! Just make up for my shortcomings."

He specifically told Li Xijun once that the young man in white already knew the purpose of his magical weapon, so he just held the sword and joked casually:

"It's a surprise. I finally have a place to make up for it, but I don't think I paid special attention to it. Mingyang grabs the light of the sky and captures the flames, but there are many attack methods that just correspond to each other. If it were another Mingyang monk, it might still be of little use. , Fortunately it is useful to my brother."

Li Ximing rolled his eyes when he heard this. The two looked at each other, couldn't help laughing, and looked around together.

…

Suzhu Island.

Suzhufang City is quite ancient, with most of them using attics. The road network on the island is densely covered and made of red stone. It looks quite neat and tidy from a glance. Li Qinghong's vision is not low. After a closer look, it should be part of the formation:

"The roads are like formations, which is interesting."

Li Qinghong landed on the circular high platform. The Hengzhu Taoist monk next to him was wearing a red robe with golden witch patterns painted on his sleeves. He took a closer look at it first and then immediately made a calculation:

"This person's clothes are gorgeous and beautiful, quite ancient, and his magical weapons are good. He seems to be a member of Xuan Lei, either from the Beihai family or a direct descendant of the Immortal Sect."

He had been here for such a long time, and specially selected the foundation-building monks to greet him. He had a venomous look in his eyes. He greeted him politely and asked in a neither humble nor condescending manner:

"My dear, Bi Qianyu, where do fellow Taoists come from?"

Li Qinghong paused and realized that the man in front of him was an old monk who looked very shrewd. He swallowed the original "Donghai":

"This junior comes from within the sea."

Bi Qianyu only heard her warm accent. Although it was gentle, her words were not coherent, and she immediately knew:

‘It’s Jiangnan, he should be from Vietnam or Jiangbei. ’

He immediately smiled and said:

"Fellow Taoist Immortal is here. If you are interested in seeing this place, you can accompany me for a walk. If you have something important, you don't have to squeeze in with these people. Just tell me in detail."

Li Qinghong lowered his eyebrows slightly and entered the formation together. He found that the place was very orderly, Hengzhu Taoism was rigorous in reviewing, and Bi Qianyu was rich in experience, so he might not be able to hide it.

"After all, I'm a thunderbolt cultivator, and I'm the worst at changing. I can't hide my aura... Fortunately, we let the two of them come in one step later. They are not well-known, so they won't be recognized at once."

Since she couldn't hide it, it was inconvenient for her to directly inquire about Mingyang's spiritual creature, so she said warmly:

"Maybe I need to pick some spiritual objects. Are there any precious treasures in the immortal world that can open my eyes?"

"please!"

Her choice of words made Bi Qian and Yu Cang laugh loudly, and without saying much, he flew all the way to the center, passed many attics, and flew into the center of Suzhu Island. A huge vermilion palace appeared in front of him.

The monk Hengzhu Dao in front of him came up from the vermilion steps, bowed to the two of them, stood sideways behind Bi Qianyu, and the sound of his magic power flew into the old man's ears:

"It has been found out that it is most likely Li Qinghong, a monk from the Li family in Wangyue Lake, who practices [Xiao Lei]."

Bi Qianyu calmly led her through the vermilion palace, skipped the first floor, and then landed on the second floor. He saw dozens of gates separated by formations. Bi Qianyu turned around He turned over and said softly:

"These are all precious medicines and foundation-building spiritual objects. I wonder which one you want? [Xiao Lei]?"

Li Qinghong stood with his hands behind his back and said with a smile:

"Is there a first-level spiritual creature from the Zi Mansion? My family owes a real person a favor, and I'm afraid he won't look down on these things."

"this…"

Bi Qianyu was really stunned. He had been here for nearly a hundred years, and he had never seen people who came to buy Zifu spiritual objects a few times. Li Qinghong's reason was so clever that he didn't have any suspicion for a while, and he just said politely:

"Then it's not up to the old Taoist to make the decision. Please wait until I send someone to report to the island owner before I can repay you."

This is to invite the island owner Bi Yuzhuang to come in person, which is exactly what Li Qinghong wants. She has heard that Bi Yuzhuang and Li Xuanfeng have a friendship in Qingsongguan Cave. Although she doesn't know the depth of the friendship, it is better than not.

'What's more, the matter of Changxiao Gate... also requires people of sufficient weight to discuss it. ’

"Easy to say."

She answered warmly, and the man behind Bi Qianyu immediately retreated. The two of them walked down the stairs. Li Qinghong naturally did not miss this excellent opportunity, and said seemingly casually:

"I came here all the way and saw people from the Immortal Way fighting. It was very fierce. I wonder what happened?"

Although Hengzhu Dao was called the Immortal Sect by those who do good things, the Bi family never admitted that they had been with the Immortal Sect. They only called it the Immortal Dao. Li Qinghong called him an immortal sect several times. Bi Qianyu was happy and understood:

'With such familiarity, I Heng Zhudao, it should be that the Li family of Wangyue Lake has not run away. ’

He sighed deeply and explained:

"What else could it be? Our Dao and Changxiao Clan have been at odds for a long time. Many years ago, Changxiaozi and I, Daoist Master Hengli, competed for opportunities, and the fight was very exciting. All the Masters came to mediate, and then they gave up."

"Later, Jiangnan turned to the evil spirit hideout, and Tu De Demonic Cultivator flourished. Cheng Yan bumped his luck, and he cultivated into Wu Tu. Tu De's vision was not obvious at all. He relied on the cover of Changxiao to quietly break through and kill the direct lineage of my family. He was also Master Hengxing was injured, and the old and new hatreds can no longer be resolved."

Li Qinghong secretly memorized the information about Chengyan Zhenren Xiu Wutu, frowned slightly, and felt that the battle between the two reefs in the East China Sea was not fierce, so he asked deliberately:

"I see, Qingzhou and Su Zhu are so close together, so it must not be easy on weekdays."

"Isn't it..."

Although Bi Qianyu was older, because the spirit object's reason for targeting Yu Fuzi was too out of the ordinary, he really wasn't able to detect anything with just a few words from Li Qinghong. He sighed:

"Isn't that right... I am about two hundred years old, and I have long since aged... I don't think about so many disputes, isn't it good to be harmonious? But Yu Fuzi is young and energetic, so how can he have such thoughts."

"Just half a year ago, he quietly took action in the East China Sea, killing several people in our Dao and slaughtering a spiritual boat. The island owner sent a few casual cultivators to ask, but he even denied it in every possible way and dismissed them with disdain. come out!"

Bi Qianyu breathed out and said angrily:

"He looks just like his master, and he is not a good guy! He can kill people at every turn... he uses hidden arrows on this junior."

Li Qinghong felt slightly relieved and nodded secretly:

"Fortunately... the fight between the two families is indeed fierce. I am not familiar with the island owner Bi Yuzhuang, so it is difficult to persuade and provoke. This can save some effort."