Xuanjian Immortal Clan

The spiritual awareness and reaction speed of Lao Dao's Qi training saved his life. With just a subconscious sideways movement, the mysterious light of Taiyin evaporated only his left arm and his entire left hand, leaving Lao Dao with his upper body covered with frost and hair with cold. Purple face.

"Ahem."

The old man spit out a mouthful of dark red blood, which condensed into frost in mid-air and fell on the soft soil with a thud.

"Okay, okay."

A stiff smile appeared on his old face, and his remaining right hand held up a pale white shield to resist all the attacks coming from Li Xiangping.

This small move made him vomit out a mouthful of frost-covered black blood. Feeling the cold and biting breath flowing through his body, the old man quickly made secrets to protect his heart and save his life.

Li Xiangping on the side saw that even an attack could not shake the old Taoist's shield, and the talisman given by Li Chijing was mainly to save his life and escape, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and abandon the old Taoist, slapped a talisman on his leg, and continued to escape northward on the wind. Run away.

To the west is the Li family, which cannot be reached. To the east, ten Qi practitioners gathered to besiege the Wan family and even threw themselves into a trap. To the south is the rugged Dali Mountain. Climbing is definitely not as fast as flying, so we can only continue to go. Gone north.

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Ji Dengqi looked coldly at Wan Xiaohua, who was still holding his upper body upright after being cut in half. The long knife in his hand pinned his lower body to the other end, and said calmly:

"You should have been prepared as you are now when the Wan family went to Hua Zhongshan."

The vitality at the peak of fetal breath prevented Wan Xiaohua from dying. The severe pain made him widen his eyes, neighing in his throat, and spit out a few words with blood in his mouth:

"Why...ah...why...why..."

The proud and well-dressed young man from back then slowly appeared in front of Ji Denqi's eyes. He quietly bowed down and whispered:

"What do you think we are? We are just pigs and dogs raised by these two families. We are a small weight on the scale in their transactions. They don't even care about your position. They are just waiting for the offerings you turn in every year. We fatten flesh and blood, and we are fattened pigs and cows that can be exchanged for slaughter.”

Ji Dengqi watched Wan Xiaohua struggling to close his eyes, gently shed a tear, closed his eyes, raised his head, and said in a deep voice:

"Now I will drive all the blood descendants of your Wan family and the 8,000 mortals under your control to sacrifice the sword to that gentleman. Then the gentleman will follow the trend and go to the mushroom forest plain where no one from the Qingchi Sect is stationed. He will sacrifice 50% to 70% of the people there. Successful mortals and immortal cultivators come to collect resentment and blood."

Ji Denqi raised a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth, looked at Wan Xiaohua whose body was getting colder, and continued to whisper:

"And Qingchi Zongzheng, whom you have always wanted to come to help, sent troops to the border of Boring Gold Gate to do the same disgusting thing."

"The pigs and cows are smart, so they have to be slaughtered in exchange."

Gently closing Wan Xiaohua's eyes, Ji Denqi let out bursts of hoarse laughter from deep in his throat. He raised his head coldly and looked at the high-spirited figure of the man in gold in the sky.

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"Senior Xiao!"

Li Tongya bowed his hands respectfully, and saw Xiao Chuting, the ancestor of the Xiao family, the foundation-building monk in front of him, squinting his eyes and drinking tea, and said softly:

"Little friend Tongya, why don't you stay in my Xiao family for a few more days."

Li Tongya was stunned for a moment, a cloud of doubt arose in his heart, he lowered his eyebrows in silence and said respectfully:

"I don't know..."

Xiao Chuting waved his hand, interrupted Li Tongya's words, and whispered:

"The Wan family has not come this year. Boring Golden Gate should have gone south as promised. Calculating the time, they have reached the mushroom forest. Your Li family is now isolated in the mountains, and there is a bloody storm on the mushroom forest. It is better to wait for a few days until Boring Golden Gate evacuates. Go back again."

Xiao Chuting's words revealed a lot of information. Li Tongya was stunned for a moment, thought for a few seconds like lightning, and then thanked him:

"Thank you, Senior Xiao!"

Xiao Chuting nodded slightly, closed his eyes and meditated, and Li Tongya immediately understood and said goodbye.

Seeing Li Tongya come out of the courtyard, a young man in brocade clothes walked out from behind the spiritual screen in the courtyard. It was Xiao Yongling who Wan Yuankai and Li Tongya had met in the tavern. He sat down respectfully and said doubtfully :

"Grandpa, is this Li family really worthy of my family's friendship?"

Xiao Chuting took a sip of tea in silence, looked at himself, his most proud direct blood descendant, and whispered:

"Li Chijing broke through the barriers and practiced the "Moon Lake Reflecting Autumn Jue", which shocked the sect."

Xiao Yongling's eyes widened in shock for a moment, and he lost his voice:

""Moon Lake Reflects Autumn Jue"? Where did he get the lunar moonlight?!"

"Don't care how he got here."

Xiao Chuting waved his hand and said in a low voice:

"Build a good relationship with the Li family, and don't appear too attentive, as that would be unsightly."

Seeing Xiao Yongling's pensive look, Xiao Chuting changed the subject and said coldly:

"Do you know why the three sects and seven sects have never stopped the families under their rule from fighting and annexing each other? They even encourage families on the border to kill each other?"

Xiao Yongling thought for a few moments and replied:

"What the Qingchi Sect has always needed is not just the offerings of a few spiritual stones. What they need is to catalyze a big family like our Xiao family that can organize a large number of mortals and immortal cultivators to cultivate for them people who can help build the foundation and even the cultivators of the Purple Mansion. Spiritual things..."

"Then the Qingchi Sect itself can't free up these Qi training and foundation building? If it has to be borrowed from my family, the income will have to be divided among us. Look at the Xiao family's hoarding here in Lixia County for hundreds of years. How many spiritual artifacts have been purchased, doesn’t the Qingchi Sect know?”

Xiao Chuting took a sip of tea and asked slowly.

Xiao Yonglin paused for a moment. He had grasped something in his heart, but he did not dare to say it.

"Let me tell you, we aristocratic families are just the medicinal materials planted in the ground by the Qingchi Sect."

Xiao Chuting sneered and said in a deep voice:

"It takes hundreds of years to grow a big family, then eat them cleanly with all the bones and meat, and then enlighten and promote dozens of small families to kill each other, annex and grow, and raise the next generation of family. "

Xiao Yongling lowered his head and shuddered, then said tremblingly:

"Is this... the behavior of the Immortal Family..."

"Thousands of years have passed since the battle between immortals and demons. Who is still playing those old-fashioned things? Which of the three sects and seven gates is not whitewashing the mountain gate and standing on the flesh and bones?"

Xiao Chuting laughed and asked again:

"How did you think the Yueming Glazed Tree on Qingchi Peak was planted? It was planted in the flesh and blood of Li Jiangqun and watered with his blood. There is no corner of your Qingchi Sect that is not covered with it. Blood?"

"Qingchi Immortal Sect, Qingchi Immortal Sect, what a nice shout!"

Xiao Chuting stood up with a sneer and asked Xiao Yongling:

"Do you know what the Qingchi Immortal Sect was called five or six hundred years ago before it became one of the three sects?"

"I don't know."

Seeing Xiao Yongling shake his head, Xiao Chuting slowly approached his ear and said coldly:

"Qingchi Demon Sect."

"Qingchi Demon Sect?!"