Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Now that it was decided, Li Jiangxia informed Li Zhouwei, went down with the talisman, full of energy, ordered the troops and horses, and headed to the east bank. Li Zhouwei raised his hand and asked:

"Long'er, Xuanyue is here to invite in-laws. The girl may want to marry one, and one of the brothers has to be chosen, excluding the youngest Jiangnian. Let's see which brother is suitable."

Li Jianglong then bowed down and changed his words, respectfully saying:

"Returning to father, the child thinks that Xuanyue's in-laws are just a friendship. What will happen in the future is unpredictable, so he should choose a younger brother and postpone the marriage. There will be room for things to happen in the future, so that it will not be embarrassing."

"As for the daughter to be married, it depends on Xuanyue to find her."

Li Zhouwei only said:

"The desire to secure Xuanyue is naturally not something that can be shied away from, and should not be underestimated. This move lacks sincerity."

Li Jianglong bowed again and said respectfully:

"My son is willing to go to Xuanyue to practice as a direct descendant, and to stabilize his heart. As for his in-laws, he is eager to settle on his younger brothers. My foolish thoughts are afraid of causing trouble!"

Li Jianglong's consideration is not unreasonable. If Chang Xi dies, the fate of Xuanyue is unpredictable. If the worst happens and Xuanyue is destroyed, the person who marries Xuanyue's direct descendants is Jianglong and Jiangxia. If they get married and have a child, wouldn't they be tainted for their heirs? A grudge?

On the contrary, Jiangliang was still a child, and it would take ten years to get married. In ten years, Chang Xi had already died, and the situation in Xuanyue was clear, so it would not be too involved.

However, he was going to Xuanyue to practice, which surprised Li Zhouwei a little. He raised his head, looked at his third son, and said in a deep voice:

"After the East Bank is settled, I originally planned to leave the Jungle Mountain to you, settle down the 118th family, and let your brother go to the East Bank, but you are going to Xuanyue, have you thought about it?"

My children are all political figures. They are descendants of Mingyang, like power and position, and have different factions. Compared with the previous generations, the situation was different. Even Li Jiangliang, who was still a child, had great ambitions. , how could Li Zhouwei not know?

In today's dynamic situation, staying away from the center of power is a thing that can only bring harm and good. Li Jianglong's move was unexpected. Li Zhouwei asked again and bowed to him:

"The child is thinking that this trip will be very beneficial to me at Wangyue Lake. I hope my father will make it happen."

"good."

Li Zhouwei didn't give him a chance to make any decisions. He immediately nodded and ordered:

"You go down and choose two companions, and I will make it clear to the real person that when you arrive at Xuanyue, you should be careful and don't ruin my family tradition."

"Father, don't worry!"

Li Jianglong thanked him and left. Li Quewan, who was wearing a cloud satin dress, was always listening and had a better impression of Li Jianglong. He never thought that Li Zhouwei asked:

"Wan'er, who do you think should be called to take charge of matters on the east coast?"

"Juniors don't dare to say anything...it's a violation of the rules."

Li Quewan just replied. After listening to Li Zhouwei's words "It doesn't matter," he had no choice but to salute:

"Master of the family, several adults have to guard the north bank and it is not advisable to move lightly. Now that Uncle Chenghuai has taken over Qingdu, Uncle Zhou Luo is free. It's just that his cultivation is important, so I don't know if there will be a delay."

"Uncle Zhou Ming also practiced Qi a few days ago, and Aunt Xinghan can also put in some effort."

It has to be said that after the severe damage caused by the North-South War, the Chengming Zhou Xing generation has really withered. Chenghuai, Minggong, and Cheng each have their own arrangements. Except for Li Zhouluo, the Zhou Xing generation is good at cultivation, and the next one is Li Xinghan of Bo Mai. Those who practice silently practice almost every day without seeing anyone.

The specially mentioned Li Zhouming is the direct grandson of a real person, but his talent is not very good. He is already in his thirties, but he still relied on the Sanquan Breaking Pill to achieve a successful breakthrough. He is not as good as brothers Li Zhoufang and Li Zhouyang.

Li Zhouwei secretly sighed in his heart. Zhou Xingyi was already talented enough for an ordinary family, but he didn't have any outstanding roles. When he was growing up, it was the conflict between the North and the South. The Li family was in turmoil. Not to mention lack of experience, many of them even lost their parents. , only took over one or two storage bags back.

The foreign surname is equally miserable and has not recovered yet. The An family is better off with a foundation, the Chen family is supported by Chen Yang, Chen Donghe is still in the Yuting, and the other famous families in Lijing who started from the bottom are all Zhumen. The courtyard is prosperous and difficult to conceal. The twilight is late and talents wither.

"Uncle Chenghuai has taken over Qingdu. It is not appropriate for Zhou Luo to enter the dense forest again... It is better to let the boss watch first. Let Zhou Ming and Xing Han follow and learn first."

He continued to order, finally stopped writing, and said softly:

"I will go to Jiangbei in a few days and let Qian'er take care of the affairs of the clan. Please help me. With Uncle Chenghuai here, there won't be much trouble."

Li Quewan nodded respectfully in response. Li Zhouwei took out the [Mountain Ghost] talisman from his sleeve, handed it to her hand, and said:

"This is a mountain ghost talisman. It has foundation-building power. You should study it and it can also protect yourself."

…

Sword Gate.

Wanyu Jianmen is located in Jingchuan County. There are many hills and forests here, and the vegetation is growing. The Yuchuan Sword Peak at the mountain gate is like a long sword piercing the sky. It is only two hundred miles away from Jianmen in the East China Sea. From the top, you can see the vast sea view. Nothing left.

On the main peak of Yuchuan Jianfeng, which is as sharp as a sword, there is a [Xuanjiao Baosui Pine] planted on the main peak. It is different from ordinary pine trees. Instead, the pavilions are like canopies, and the pine needles are like ears, showing a green color. It is the Zifu Lingsong along the "corner wood", which is famous in the south of the Yangtze River.

The Jianmen Gate was quiet and quiet, but there were not many people around the attic on the peak. Only one person came to greet Li Ximing. It was Cheng Jinzhu who came to congratulate him that day. He led him all the way up the mountain with his sword on his back. Just as the southeast wind blew, he passed through the pines. , Ambilight.

The sky light between Li Ximing's eyebrows moved slightly, and he felt that this wind was unusual. The growth of the main tree coincided with the "hornwood", so he raised his eyebrows and said:

"What a spring breeze."

The divine power of heavenly light between his eyebrows has the ability to detect abnormalities, and he can detect them just by looking at them. Cheng Jinzhu said quickly:

"The real person has great magical power. This wind is exactly the "horned tree", which is called "Baosui Spring Breeze". Whenever the southeast wind blows, it passes through the branches of the ancestors in the sect and immediately turns into this wind, which has the power to nourish the people. able."

"This wind starts from the southeast, goes northwest, all the way to the Aral Lake, where it merges with the sea breeze during the day, then changes all the way to the west, combines with the river water, and nourishes the south of the Yangtze River."

"oh."

Li Ximing listened and sighed secretly:

"No matter how evil or bloody disasters occur in Qingchi, the population can always recover quickly. This Zifu Spirit Tree must be a contributor!"

Just then he thought about it, and a figure appeared under the tree. It was a middle-aged man, wearing a Taoist robe, with half-white hair and beard. He held a sword in his arms, with a smile on his face and a bit of surprise, and he said:

"I'm Ling Bian, I've seen Zhao Jing."

"I've met senior!"

Li Ximing responded in return. Most of the monks in Jianmen were very powerful in fighting skills, and few were willing to offend them. So he was naturally polite. However, he saw Master Ling Bian arriving and introduced:

"This is Senior Tianjiao."

Only then did Li Ximing realize that he was talking about the [Xuanjiao Baosui Pine] in front of him. He quickly returned the gift and said respectfully:

"Greetings, senior."

Li Ximing also has three spiritual trees at home, two of which have never bloomed, the snake dragon fruit tree and the Wanling flower tree, and the other one is a spiritual persimmon tree brought back from Quanwu Mountain. Although the heel and foot are far inferior to the first two, they are still ignorant. Got wisdom.

Li Ximing spoke now, but Xuanjiao Baosuisong showed no response. Ling Biao said quickly:

"Old-timers often fall asleep and have been silent for nearly fifty years. Don't be surprised."

Li Ximing nodded and followed him forward. Master Ling Bian raised his sleeves and said with a smile:

"This senior has a great background. When Taiyu Zhenjun was cultivating in this mountain, his golden energy reached the sky. Hundreds of miles of land were barren of vegetation, so he had no choice but to plant old seniors to cover up his golden energy. Later, I sent the Patriarch [ Wan Yujian】Cheng Liuxing became the disciple of the True Lord, and he also wanted to call the senior uncle..."

"It turned out to be planted by Zhenjun!"

Li Ximing was suddenly shocked. What kind of person is True Lord Taiyu? The strength of this old tree is absolutely unparalleled in Zifu. As long as this old tree stands, who dares to hit the sword gate?

Ling Bing was obviously a little proud and said:

"My Jianmen's long sword is flying across the sky, and the golden energy is overwhelming. It has never affected the people of Jingchuan County. It's all thanks to the old man!"

While he was talking, he took Li Ximing and sat down under the tree. The table was covered with pine needles like jade ears. Ling Biao waved his sleeves to sweep them away, poured tea, and said with a smile:

“I never expected Zhaojing’s arrival!”

Li Ximing just smiled and said politely:

"My ancestors are famous as sword immortals. They are famous as [Wanyu Sword Book] in Chenghua Palace, Zhaojing Chengzi Mansion, so they naturally come to pay their respects! Not to mention that my family has been practicing swordsmanship for generations and has orthodox ties with the Jianmen Sect. , How can we not see the friendship of righteousness?"

"good."

Ling Biao nodded, looking a little surprised. His face was a little square, his eyebrows were strong, but his eyes were full of approval. He nodded and said:

"My ancestor once said that as long as everyone in the world leaves their name on the sword book, they will be guests at my door. If there is an important matter of life or death, they can ask for help from my family."

"Although many years have passed and our ancestor passed away, our sect still regards the world's sword immortals as friends. Unfortunately... we knew at that time that our noble ancestors had been killed!"

There was a look of hatred on his face, Li Ximing sighed, shook his head and said:

"After all...things are unpredictable..."

Ling Bing didn't mention much about the past. He changed the topic and said softly:

"It seems to be fate, Zhaojing and I are the same family."

"oh?"

Li Ximing was slightly startled and said suspiciously:

"The real person's surname is not Cheng?"

Ling Biao laughed, nodded and said:

"My real name is Li Bing."

He paused for a moment, saw Li Ximing's expression, stroked his beard and said:

"Whenever one practices a discipline, one person attains the Tao, and chickens and dogs ascend to heaven, benefiting future generations. The descendants of the monks have extremely high talents, which are beyond the reach of ordinary people. Therefore, all sects and sects have the blessing of continuing their bloodline."

"But the talent for swordsmanship is different. The son of a farmer may be able to draw a thousand-strong sword, but the son of the Zifu family may not be able to dance with a three-foot green sword. Our swordsmen respects the cultivation of swordsmanship. There are often masters of the qi training peak, and guests who are still pregnant. "

Li Ximing then understood, and Ling Biao continued:

"Our sect adheres to the righteous path, and all the surnames are in the direct lineage. The Cheng family is the descendant of the ancestor, so it can be respected by everyone. She often goes out as a direct lineage and firmly sits in the position of head of the sect."

"What a right path!"

Li Ximing couldn't help but praise, it was unbelievable, but Ling Biao was a little sad and sighed:

"Not necessarily...there are also disadvantages in it. You have to suffer for yourself, and all the sects can see it clearly...I told Zhao Jing this."

"Our sect respects those who are excellent in swordsmanship and virtue, but there are only a few monks. If you have both, and have excellent cultivation talent, how rare is it? You won't see one in a hundred years!"

"Thus, people with extraordinary talents often cannot obtain qualifications, and those with mediocre talents can only go further by enjoying thousands of spiritual things. If you want to obtain qualifications, you must first practice swordsmanship, go down the mountain to help the people, and demonstrate virtue. Except for a few geniuses, swordsmanship The older you get, the more sophisticated you become. In the end, you miss the breakthrough years, so the entire Sword Sect is out of order and chaotic, and even the old man with fetal breath has been enjoying the inheritance of his direct lineage for a hundred years, and the breakthrough situation of practicing qi is dead..."

"this…"

Li Ximing frowned when he heard this, Ling Biao sighed and replied:

"I came from that era. Later, I broke through the Zi Mansion and took charge of the Sword Sect. I vigorously promoted the Cheng family in the name of the Patriarch's favor, reversed some situations, carried out many reforms within the sect, and defied many words of dissuasion. Only then did I Cheng Mianfu, Cheng Gao, and Gu Pang suddenly appeared..."

"Even so, as of today, most of the direct descendants of my Sword Sect are still poor in cultivation, and they only know a few swordsmanship...or even have no virtue. What is left is a bigger mess, and countless bad debts that are unearned...can no longer be reckoned with!"

After hearing this, Li Ximing finally understood why the Wanyu Sword Sect, who was a dignified Sword Immortal Tradition and heir to the Golden Pill, could not even defeat Red Reef Island and Chun Yiyi. He was dragged to a loss in the East China Sea, and his heart became even heavier. He only said:

"The right path is difficult to follow, but thanks to the emergence of a real person."

"It's hard to say yet."

Ling Biao shook his head and said:

"I haven't changed the fundamental method of selecting the best by virtue, and the sect has already secretly complained about me. If I try to do this, I'm afraid they will all go to Chenghua Palace and the seniors to ask for a sword book to kill me, an evil disciple. It’s hard to say how future generations will evaluate me.”

Master Ling Bing is completely different from Si Boxiu and Xiao Chuting. Perhaps it is because Li's family management is righteous and he comes from a family of swordsmen. His attitude is very sincere. He also practices swordsmanship and virtue, and his tone is calm:

"In short, Zhaojing's coming here has really helped me. At least there are many stubborn people in the sect who agree with the Li family...especially the Yue Que Sword's wrathful appearance of killing oneself, which has been written into Chenghua. He is quite virtuous in the palace, thank you Zhao Jing here!"

After saying this, the dignified monk from the middle stage of the Purple Mansion actually left the table to thank him. Li Ximing was so frightened that he stood up and walked away. When he saw Master Ling Biao, he said humbly:

"It's just that my family has made a rule that we are not allowed to participate in the clan fights or the Zifu's schemes. Back then, Qingsongguan was to get back the belongings of our ancestors. The master was famous, otherwise our sect would not go there... If Zhaojing had other plans, I’m afraid I’m going to disappoint Zhao Jing!”

Which person who can become the Zifu is not a smart person? Master Ling Bing's words were sincere and natural, but how could he not know the greetings and send-offs between the Zi Mansion and one sentence to clarify the matter. Li Ximing's arrival may not really help him, but there must be a pretext that does not offend Li Ximing.

Although the thanks were solemn and the points were given righteously, Li Ximing couldn't say anything. He came to Jianmen to avoid choosing between Jin Yu and Hengzhu, and he never expected Jianmen to have a good relationship with his family. He just said respectfully:

"Senior, I have misunderstood. This junior came here really to pay homage to the sword spirit of his own sword immortal. He has no other intention. Please also see the true face of [Wan Yu Sword Book]."