Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Xiaguang cloud boat.

Li Yuanqin stood on the boat, watching the dark night wind shuttle under the glow. His mother Ning Hemian stood aside. He was silent for a long time, and Ning Hemian asked:

"In fact, if southern Xinjiang is stable from now on, it's better to stay on the lake."

"Difficult."

Li Yuanqin shook his head:

"Li Zhouwei is a genius, and Li Cheng is also a great man of the moment. Firstly, I am not strong, and secondly, I have no kinship. Master Zhaojing has become the Zifu. Even if he can recognize a young person as an elder, the power in the clan will not be the same." It’s hard to look down on me.”

"Inexplicably, there are so many young elders with very high seniority. They are not convinced by anyone. In the past, they were just a shame. At most, they were given a sinecure... Out of sight, out of mind. It will be difficult to come back when the time comes, and you have to offend me like this." "Multiple people."

"As long as we keep our friendship, there is a lot to be done within the sect, and we can advance or retreat. Isn't it much better than staying in the Li family?"

Ning Hemian also knew the truth and sighed:

"Li Xuanxuan is sincere and sees you as his own junior."

"good."

Li Yuanqin nodded and said:

"My uncle is very enthusiastic about me, but he is just a Qi practitioner. He has a soft ear and doesn't have much to say, even if he wants to talk to me. It's really difficult for me to support me in the clan."

"The Li family is in harmony, but no family or sect in the world can be in harmony with everything. It's just that the management is strict, the elders are in their prime, and the strengths of the generations are clear, so it seems peaceful."

He leaned against the stern of the boat, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and said casually:

"Next, Mrs. Li will not have a peaceful life. After all, her father is the only one who cares. He will help if he can."

Ning Hemian nodded and asked:

"[Shen Bai] has been sent to southern Xinjiang, do you want to return it?"

Li Yuanqin was stunned, shook his head and said:

"No need, there is no one in the huge Qingchi that can be recognized by this bow. Si Yuanli pulled it by himself, and when he let go, he saw blood, so he just left it in the Qingchi. When the Li family has talents, he can come and use it."

…

Li Zhouwei came down from Zhijing Mountain. Chen Yuan was standing at the foot of the mountain. Li Zhouwei ordered:

"Go and invite all the Taoists to return to the continent to discuss important matters."

Chen Yang retreated in response and galloped away. Li Zhouwei's light fell in the hall, but he saw An Siwei walking up quickly and said respectfully:

"Family leader, Tian Zhongqing has been in seclusion for the past few days, preparing to break through and build the foundation."

Li Zhouwei was slightly surprised and nodded:

"How brave."

Tian Zhongqing is also an old man. He once served under Li Xuanxuan's eldest son Li Yuanxiu, and he is now one hundred and five years old! A late stage monk who has been practicing Qi for most of his life, he is also one of the few people with a foreign surname who can return from Jiangbei.

The probability of him breaking through the foundation building was pitifully low, but the old man wanted to rush to build the foundation. Naturally, Li Zhouwei didn't say much, calculated the time, and asked:

"Li Wen has been in seclusion for seven years, right?"

An Siwei nodded.

The Xiaozong branch of the Li family is not divided into the four branches of the cultivated ones, and the talent is not high. Li Wen is already the head of the Xiaozong branch. He is not yet able to attack the foundation at the age of sixty. He can take Suiyuan Pill and hope to be better than Tian Zhong. Qing is much bigger.

"Seven years is a long time... He is in danger."

Li Zhouwei still remembered this loyal man holding two pumpkin hammers and standing at the door of the hall every day. He felt a little regretful and thought:

"He practiced the "Knocking Court Suiwei Jue" and retreated in the Ling Jade Mine. Jade is prosperous in the world. He should be quite sure..."

Li Zhouwei just thought about it, and several people from Li Minggong had already fallen into the hall. Li Minggong was wearing a red dress and Li Chengyin's black robe. Then he stood still. Li Zhouwei picked up a stone box from the case and opened it gently.

Then he saw a small hexagonal lamp placed in the stone box. The whole body was the color of brass and painted with bright red patterns of real fire. Li Zhouwei handed it to Li Minggong and said with a smile:

"Auntie, this is the [Hexagonal Red Flame Lamp] given by Jin Yu. It is also a good foundation-building magic weapon. You can use it first."

Li Minggong thanked him repeatedly and accepted it happily. The gifts from both sects were in line with his status. The [Suiyuan Pill Recipe] given by Qingchi was indeed valuable, but it was somewhat speculative. The [Hexagonal Red Flame Lamp] was more real.

The rest were all items from the Qimen, excluding Xue Ji and Chang Xiao, there were five items in total. Li Zhouwei took out the jade bottle given by Heng Zhu and handed it to Li Minggong:

"These sects are all interested. Although [Chunyu Lihuo] is not a real fire, it is a Luan fire. It matches the 'Pheasant Lixing'. Auntie will accept it first."

Li Minggong was a little embarrassed now. Seeing his frown, he had to put it away first. Li Zhouwei took out the long jade box given by Jianmen and took a closer look. It was a foundation-building spiritual sword [Dark Sea Serpent].

"Uncle Chenghuai is the only one in the family who wields the sword... He hasn't left seclusion yet..."

Li Zhouwei could only put it away first. The [True Flame Alchemy Book] from the Ziyan Sect had long been accepted by Li Ximing, leaving the [Endowed Earth Spirit Shield] and [Zindi Boots] given by the Xuanyue Sect.

After all, Xuanyue Sect asked for something from someone, and gave him a much heavier gift. Li Zhouwei took out these two magic weapons. The [Earth Spirit Shield] was a collection of earth and stone, painted with turtle patterns, and the [Zindi Boots] were splendid and gorgeous, with painted patterns. There are some glowing lines, but it is a real Tu De magic weapon.

"Sheng Lei is buried in the earth... these two things... Uncle Cheng can't use them anymore."

Li Zhouwei took out [Zindi Boots] and gave them to An Siwei. The middle-aged man was shocked. He obviously didn't expect that he could also get the magic weapon. Li Zhouwei stopped him from saying thank you:

"These boots can restore mana when they hit the ground, and they can also increase speed. Please protect the law and refine it later. Go to the riverside immediately and send the [Earth Spirit Shield] to White Ape. This thing is perfect for him. ”

An Siwei nodded quickly and walked out quickly, his steps were brisk, obviously very excited. Li Zhouwei took out the gift from the Okui Temple, which was a talisman full of patterns. Li Zhouwei smiled and said:

"This is Zhang Shan's ghost talisman, which has the strength of foundation building. It is a waste to use it in our hands. I will leave it to Que Wan, and she should be able to gain something."

Li Cheng looked carefully. This thing is not just used a little bit, but it can't be used at all. He laughed and shook his head.

After reading the things of the three sects and seven schools, Li Zhouwei took out the "Miao Dai Shu Bian" of the Tujun Sect, which talked about the method of collecting fire and taking earth evil spirits. It can practice a stream of earth fire evil spirit that can be blown out to make others show their figures.

"Master Junjian has achieved supernatural powers. The Tujun Sect has taken both earth fire and cold evil spirits, and is famous for refining evil spirits."

Li Zhouwei hesitated for a breath. Li Cheng still couldn't practice the earth fire evil spirit, so he could only let Li Minggong study it.

Now there was only a jade box left on the table. Li Zhouwei opened it casually and saw a pair of dark golden, round rings in the middle, but they were only the thickness of a thumb and the size of a palm, emitting a golden chill.

"Chengyunmen's [White Shadow Gold Buckle]..."

Li Zhouwei felt helpless. He looked at Li Cheng and hesitated for a while. Li Minggong held back his laughter and said:

"It's a bit of a coincidence."

The handsome young man in silver armor and black robe was also full of embarrassment. He was open-minded and just smiled:

"The residual lightning fell on gold, this gold exchange thing... I'm fine on weekdays, but if I get hurt, I will be hurt by the golden chill of my own magic weapon..."