Xuanjian Immortal Clan

This pair of [White Shadow Golden Buttons] was not taken advantage of, and Li Cheng showed no regrets. He said:

"Thunder magic weapons are rare among the Taoists in the south of the Yangtze River. The elders in my family have been practicing for hundreds of years and have only seen a few of them. I have the [Six Thunder Mysterious Punishment Order]. This thing is compatible with Zhou Luo, so I can leave it to him. "

Li Zhouwei had no choice but to put away the pair of [White Shadow Gold Buttons]. The lights in the palace were dim, and he said seriously:

"Those monks from Fuyun Cave are all here to take a look. We are short of manpower and have to guard Jiangbei after crossing the lake. We can promote a few more to use."

Wenhu and Pingwangzi brought a group of key people from Fuyun Cave and escorted them to Qingdu Cave early. They were busy with the Dharma conference during this period and never dealt with it.

"I'll go right away."

Li Minggong nodded and went down. Li Zhouwei looked at Li Cheng and said:

"There are Bai Yuan and An Siwei watching on the north shore. Please ask Uncle Clan to take someone to the boundary of Fuyun Cave and take over Fuyun Cave first to prevent any accidents."

Li Cheng also retreated, while Li Zhouwei waited on the main seat for a while. Li Ximing appeared from mid-air and stood at the head of the hall. The whole hall suddenly became a little brighter.

"I've seen a real person."

Li Zhouwei stood up to get out of the way, and Li Minggong was leading a group of people from Fuyun Cave forward. They all shrank their heads with fear in their eyes.

There were about eighteen or nineteen people in this group, most of them were monks who were in the late stage of Qi training or foundation building. They were all in a miserable state, and many of them had wounds on their bodies, and their faces were as golden as paper.

Li Minggong said respectfully:

"Master, all the beasts in Fuyun Cave are here. Thirteen people are practicing qi, five are building foundations, three are demon cultivators, and two are immortal cultivators."

Li Ximing raised his eyebrows and saw that those who practiced qi were still better, but they had just been banned. Those foundation-building monks were even more miserable. Their hands were locked behind their waists, with heavy gray cuffs, and their necks were covered with The white iron of the array pattern was locked, and his head could not move, so he could only stare straight ahead.

Li Zhouwei glanced over and saw that nearly half of the bodies of the five foundation builders were mostly dark and uncertain. It was obvious that they did not do anything good. The man in the middle was particularly tall and handsome, but his eyes were gouged out and pierced with iron nails. He was lying on the ground with his pipa bone broken, obviously unable to stand up.

"What kind of characters are they?"

Li Ximing took the opportunity to sit down. He had been in seclusion for many years, so of course he didn't know this group of people. However, Li Minggong had been dealing with Fuyun Cave for so many years, so he naturally knew that he should first remove one person's legal ban.

This man was a tall, thin old man with white hair and a boyish face. However, his chest was covered with a palm print, and most of his chest was sunken, revealing his beating heart. He ignored the healing and only smiled flatteringly:

"Xiao Xiu pays homage to the real person! I don't know the next song. I am a monk from the East China Sea. I was invited to practice in Fuyun Cave a few years ago. I never thought that this wolf-fighting wolf and dog-hearted person would offend the nobles. I am really unjust..."

He was still speaking fluently, but he was already scared out of his mind. Where in the East China Sea did he have such an experience in front of the Zifu? I just lowered my head and didn't dare to look.

Li Minggong scoffed and introduced:

"This man is a monk from the East China Sea, who practices Tu De's "Zangna Palace". He is very vicious, but also cunning. In the past, he had one idea after another, but he did not dare to fight with my family with his own hands."

After hearing this, Li Ximing's eyebrows moved slightly. He realized that this man practiced magic and was a monk from the East China Sea, but his turbidity was the least among the five, so he said:

"I don't care much about what happened in the past, but my family has been practicing righteousness for generations and cannot condone evil practices."

Qu did not realize that this was like being granted amnesty, so he fell to his knees and replied:

"Honorable Master! Although the villain "Zangna Palace" has magical powers, he usually dies of old age and buries his body for hundreds of years as a supplement. Over the past few hundred years, the most he has done is to do some unethical things like digging up people's ancestral graves. …I didn’t do anything harmful to God…”

"The old man is not good at fighting, and he is not good at eating living things. Although Yin virtue is not guaranteed... Yang virtue is not bad at all!"

He howled so loudly that Li Ximing frowned. There are many kinds of magic skills. It is possible that there is such a method. Li Minggong glanced at Old Man Qu and asked:

"Why don't you reveal the secret of the Dharma?!"

Old Man Qu quickly took out the jade slip from his arms. Although he never brought the technique with him, the spiritual consciousness of the foundation-building monks was burned very quickly, and he presented the jade slip in three strokes, five divided by two.

Li Ximing read it briefly and found out that this method is called "The Art of Hiding the Earth and Nagong Palace". I don't know which soil virtue it is. It really consumes the Yin virtue. It can't be stained with too much blood. He secretly felt something was wrong in his heart:

"If you look at it this way, isn't this magic power? It looks too similar to the Zifu Golden Pill."

The first magic power that the Li family came into contact with was the "Xuemo Dharma Book". It is also one of the few high-quality magic skills that has been widely spread in the south of the Yangtze River. It is so poisonous that it can even be traced in Jiangbei, the Central Plains, and southern Xinjiang.

The magic skill is also called [Different Prefectures in the Same Furnace Way], as is typical in the "Xuemo Dharma Book". When it comes to Qi training, the three prefectures of Shengyang, Juque, and Qihai are combined into different prefectures. From then on, the body becomes a boat in the sea of ​​suffering. From now on, he will practice in another mansion.

Li Ximing has achieved magical powers, and his perspective on the martial arts has been completely different, and he has a sense of wonder that never changes.

He didn't feel much about the skills when he looked at them. He only knew that the "Xuemo Dharma Book" said that he should practice Somo Ridge in a foreign mansion to achieve the foundation of the demonic path. But now he has some understanding after looking at this:

"The "Xuemo Dharma Book" tries its best to clarify the relationship, but when you have reached a certain level of cultivation, you can naturally see that according to the name of the Zifu Golden Pill, it is nothing more than cultivating the foundation of the Tao called "Suomo Ridge"."

"Zangtu Nagong Jue" is older and more obvious. It is simply unabashed. Although it is necessary to unify the three palaces first, the subsequent path is not different. Li Ximing himself estimates that if a Tude Zi comes, The government might be able to change this technique into an immortal technique.

"No wonder the north calls the Golden Pill Dao of the Purple Mansion the Purple Gold Demonic Dao, and the furnace path of the different mansions the Heavenly Embryo Demonic Dao. They classify them into the same category... and indeed they are not much different!"

"If I am willing to devote myself to studying the art of unifying the three palaces, I might be able to change the "Ming Hua Huang Yuan Jing" into a magic method!"

He suddenly had some enlightenment in his heart and frowned:

"Then the magic way to break through the Zi Mansion is to push the Yi Mansion into Taixu. Even because the Dao Ji is in the Yi Mansion, there is no need to push the Dao Ji into Shengyang like the immortal way... Is it possible that it is easier to break through the Zi Mansion?"

"If there are no other obstacles to the demonic path, then now I only have Shengyang in Taixu, and all other things can be discarded... They are actually the same as the purple mansion of the demonic path... except that one is called Shengyang and the other is called Yifu."

"That is to say...if it were not for the fact that all the methods of integrating the three palaces into one require blood energy, after the heavenly change, the technique of different palaces in the same furnace is actually a more advanced...better cultivation method...which greatly saves the time spent on pushing the immortal base into the rising sun. resource."

He flipped through "Zangtu Nagong Jue" and was almost certain that it was a book written during times of heavenly change. It was full of traces of the Heavenly Embryo Demonic Path emerging from the Zijin Demonic Path and going their separate ways.

"It would be even better if there was a copy of the Zifu Cultivation Technique of Heavenly Embryo Demonic Way..."

This was a great harvest. Li Ximing almost had a sudden enlightenment, and he gradually understood:

"So when looking for Tongshen Kung Fu, you don't need to stick to immortals and demons. As long as it's Ming Yang Demon Kung Fu... I can also practice it and develop another magical power."

The rest of Zifu's skills are far away. Li Ximing only has a little hope in his heart and just said:

"Although the "Zangtu Nagong Jue" is ancient, it cannot be completely regarded as a magic technique. You can't see it clearly... Ming Gong, please untie him first."

Old Man Qu was stunned at first. This is a skill he got in the East China Sea. Yifu is a magic skill, and he has never heard of anything that is not completely a magic skill. But Zifu's words were beyond words, and he was ecstatic. He bowed and shouted:

"Thank you, Master. It turns out that I have been unjustly accused for more than a hundred years. If Master hadn't reminded me, I would have been wronged to death!"

This was just a casual comment. Li Ximing didn't bother to pay attention to him. After a closer look, the other two practicing magic skills were indeed "Xuemo Dharma Book". Their turbid energy was soaring to the sky. I'm afraid their blood energy had not been interrupted. They only knelt on the ground and shivered.

Li Ximing just looked over and didn't even ask. This man had a kind-hearted face, but his face was already full of tears, and he said sadly:

"Sir, please listen to me."

He kowtowed and said:

"The villain Wen Yi, this is my younger brother Wen Shan. My two brothers were born in the East China Sea. Their parents practiced magic. They practiced magic at the age of six. They ate rice and meat, and their blood and energy were filled... It wasn't until they were a little older that they succeeded in practicing qi. What are these things? But in the devil's land, my parents taught me that I never felt any difference."

"It wasn't until I entered the sea that I realized that not all people in the world practice this way."

Wen Yi was about to die. He was sweating profusely, his thick eyebrows were wet, and he was filled with tears:

"It's not that I don't want to do good, but I never know the right way. It's not that I'm evil-minded. I support my parents and hate my brothers. I never think I'm a bad person, but... I'm in a demonic land with no one to teach me. , How do you know he is guilty? I hope you will find out and give the villain a chance to change his ways."

These words made Li Minggong frown at first, and another demon cultivator, Wen Shan, was also dumbfounded. He did not expect that his brother would say such words. After thinking about it carefully, he found that it was indeed the case, and he quickly kowtowed:

"I just hope the real person can give me a way to survive!"

Li Minggong paused and said hesitantly:

"It's one thing to know that you're not guilty...it's another thing to know whether you're guilty or not..."

After Li Ximing listened carefully, he seemed to suddenly have some heavy memories. He pondered for a few breaths, and then looked at the cultivation of the two people. They were both poor at building foundations and could not be used for much purpose. Then he put his two fingers together, and a little golden light appeared. Magical magic.

"go."

He drew out two strands of Mingyang's magical power and flew into the two people's houses like snakes, locking their immortal foundations. Li Ximing only said:

"Jiumen Mountain, where the weapons are made on the west coast, is often short of monks. I will leave you two alive and go to the mountains to sort out the fire veins and provide mana."

The two magical powers have the killing and suppressing power of "Ye Tianmen". Not only can they break up the two people's spells, but they can also break the two people's different houses at any time, causing them to die suddenly.

It just so happens that it can only output mana and use spiritual consciousness to supply mana and flames for refining weapons. However, Jiumen Mountain has strong fire veins, which is difficult for Qi training monks to deal with. The two of them can also sort out the fire veins on weekdays, saving a lot of effort.

"Thank you, Masato!"

The two stood up sweating profusely. Although they lost their freedom after that, after all, living was better than dead, and they knelt aside obediently.

Li Ximing's eyes fell on the remaining two people who were practicing the Golden Alchemy Path of Zi Mansion first, and he saw an old woman with a rather ugly appearance. She was tightly wrapped in clothes and surrounded by golden aura. She said in a green voice:

"I, Jiang Huzi, have seen a real person..."

Li Minggong hesitated slightly and said:

"Master, this person is also a monk from Fuyun Cave, but she is in the sect all day long, and she has not been seen leaving the sect. There is no news."

Jiang Huzi's voice was old and he said in a low voice:

"I am just a talisman drawn by Zhao Guoyi. I settled in Jiangbei. I am already more than two hundred years old and I am about to die..."

She smiled, showing her withered yellow teeth:

"The two sects will not leave anything good for the nobles. Those young and talented ones will all be killed. The few who are left behind are the old, weak, sick and disabled..."

There is something special about this old man. Not to mention his pure aura, he is actually from Zhao. He seems to be quite dignified. Li Ximing paused for a moment, not wanting to cause trouble, and said softly:

"Since Taoist nun is a true cultivator from the north, please feel free to do it yourself. You can draw talismans at my house, stroll around the lake...or you can leave on your own."

Jiang Huzi responded, and Li Ximing's eyes naturally fell on the strong man with a strong back and a handsome appearance. His eyes were gouged out and his pipa bone was pierced. Li Minggong immediately understood and explained:

"This is Ding Weizuo from Fuyun Cave. Although he has achieved a foundation in recent years, his strength is not weak. The Immortal Foundation is the rare 'Dian Yang Tiger', and it is the 'Heng Zhu' Taoist lineage."

"'Hengzhu' orthodoxy?"

Li Ximing immediately frowned. It can be said that there are very few Hengzhu Taoists in the world. It's better to say that in the north, the south is completely concentrated in the hands of Hengzhu Taoism... This immortal Tao even dares to take the name of Hengzhu because it has all five techniques.

Now there was a "Hengzhu" Taoism, whose strength was not weak. It was impossible to say that he had no doubts. Li Ximing looked up and down and asked:

"Why is this so?"

Old man Qu immediately answered and said respectfully:

"Master, this person practices "Dian Yang Tiger". This immortal is good at fighting. He can escape from imprisonment, break the prison, cross the karma, and witness people... He was also locked up like us before, but he was born. Stubborn, even more unyielding, trying to escape repeatedly..."

"He had some entanglements with Wenhu again, so he gouged out his eyes, and was chained to the Pipa bone. He was almost punched through the sea of ​​​​qi... and he was going to be a cripple."

Li Ximing listened to him explain in detail, his heart moved slightly, and with a flick of his magical power, the iron nails on Ding Wei's Pipa bones clinked to the ground, and many of the restraints were released.

This man died half of his life and mumbled a greeting to the real person. Li Zhouwei stood aside for a long time and finally spoke:

"True man, this man is a brave man."

Li Zhouwei had fought against Ding Weizuo before, and if Li Zhouwei could make such a comment, he would definitely be a good guy. Li Ximing looked a little fond of him, but Ding Weizuo summoned his magic power and said in a stiff voice:

"The villain is completely depleted and my death is approaching. I just hope that the real person will let me go back to the mountain and die in my hometown in Jiangbei."

Li Ximing stroked his beard but did not respond to him. The bright yang magical power in his hand flowed and flew into his body, supplementing his skin and flesh with magical power and hair growth, and sealing his Qi sea to prevent the loss of cultivation.

Ding Wei was still a little dazed. Li Minggong had already taken out the pill from his sleeve and fed it to him. The man stood there slightly puzzled, unaware of the situation. The old man smiled and said:

"Weizhi, why don't you thank the master quickly!"