Xuanjian Immortal Clan

"How dare you lie to me."

After Li Ximing asked, the purple flames in the mountains shone brightly, and the sky shone brightly. He was placed in the scorching purple flames, the stone bricks were boiling hot, and the pattern tiger's face was already pressed to the ground, and he did not dare to lift it up, making a sizzling sound. Voice.

Regardless of the consequences of deceiving Zifu, Zifu asked him face to face with a simple "How dare you lie to me". The psychological oppression of a monk is already another level of torture...

I don't know what Wenhu thought, but Li Chenghuai on the side felt a chill rushing down his spine and into his head. Even if he wasn't the one who lied, it still made him feel scared.

‘Uncle now…has real power! ’

Li Ximing looked at the patterned tiger on the ground. He didn't feel much anger in his heart, but more regret.

This man's half-truths and half-false lies are quite clever. The direct descendant he talks about is probably the one who was lured away by Duxian Dao and deceived into death by him. The Zifu's involvement in this matter is quite secretive. If it is very Yun mentioned it, but Li Ximing really couldn't confirm it.

There is a basis for the connection between Wenhu and the direct descendants of Mifan. Such a person did exist and he had contact with Wenhu. Not only could he beware of inducing Li Ximing's calculations, but the details would never be wrong - after all, for other people Wenhu, whom Mifan Taoism did not understand, could not make up such a person out of thin air.

As long as Li Ximing didn't have the exact information, Wenhu could even continue to compile it. If he hadn't obtained Fu Dou's head and calculated it with superb witchcraft, Fu Dou was killed by a sneak attack. This "Xiao Shi Tian Qing San Yun Jue" would also Hard to prove.

"But in just one breath, a story with a beginning and an end is told. If it were not for incomplete thinking and eagerness to prove its value, it would be more of a "Xiaoshi Tianqing Sanyun Jue" and less of a tail..."

Li Ximing sipped the tea, and Wenhu raised his face that was burnt black. It was unclear whether he was crying. Li Chenghuai looked at Li Ximing's eyes, stepped forward, held up his chain, and asked:

"I just said everything one by one. The real person has made his own decision. Why bother with this?"

Wenhu opened his eyes. His moves had been burnt during the martial arts fight, and turned white. He raised his head and said:

"The villain spends his whole life plotting and fighting in the South China Sea. Whenever something goes wrong and the plot is successful, I win of course. If I win or not, I deserve to lose. There is no reason to sit back and wait for death, waiting for 'the real person to make his own decision.'"

Li Ximing put down the jade cup, nodded and said:

"good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of skylight rolled into purple flames, sweeping away pieces of the tattooed tiger's bones and flesh, disappearing into ashes. Together with the various chains on his body and the iron buckles with the formation patterns, they melted cleanly together. A foundation builder who was kneeling on the ground was blown away like clouds of smoke in just a few breaths.

"Ding Dong."

Several pieces of distorted iron that were burnt to a pulp were scattered on the spot. They were the shackles on the tattooed tiger. He practiced "Storm Ghost Yin" and was restrained by Mingyang. With such a blow, all his cultivation levels were transformed. It must be clean, not even the slightest bit of vision is stirred up.

Li Chenghuai stood aside and exhaled silently. Li Ximing placed the three jade slips on the table, rubbed his eyebrows, and asked:

"Chenghuai, a 'Storm Ghost Yin' and a 'Floating Cloud Body' are both of the fourth level, which will be of great benefit to the family's foundation... Look... who in the family is willing to practice."

Li Chenghuai thought about it and replied:

"I'll go back and check to see if any of the children at home are about to practice Qi."

Li Ximing only asked him to arrange it, but no matter which tribesman, the dense spiritual treasure in Xiaoshi Mountain would definitely not be able to keep up, so he asked:

"Funan and Midong brought back people because of the annihilation of the sect and the arrest of the noble family. After all, they are from the same cave. Do they have the same talents?"

Li Chenghuai replied:

"Junior, check it out."

He immediately sent people down, and soon a court guard came up with a jade slip. Li Chenghuai took it and read it.

The benefits of running the family well are shown. Li Chenghuai has obviously paid attention to these things and recorded them one by one. There is no need to wait at this moment. After a quick glance, Li Chenghuai replied:

"There is a man named Wang who has the same Qi as the "Floating Cloud Body". In the late stage of Qi training, there is also Huang Keqing, who also practices "Floating Cloud Body", but the Qi training of "Ji Gui Yin" is not the same."

Li Ximing said casually:

"The Wang family in Jiangbei is huge, and Wang He is still serving in Duxian Dao... It is difficult to discipline in the Mifan realm. Since he is in the late stage of Qi training, it is time for the Wang family to help him and try to achieve the best foundation building. It will also help stabilize the people who have moved over from the Funan border."

As he continued to order, he already had a premonition in his mind:

‘Then don’t think about sharing more with Lingzang this time. Let’s test the waters first. Fortunately, it’s not a one-time or two-time thing. We’ll look into it in detail when the younger generation starts to gain momentum. ’

Li Chenghuai understood this and retreated after receiving his order. However, he saw the real man in white clothes and gold patterns above him closing his eyes and exhaling, and suddenly said:

"Chenghuai, it is difficult to complete the three aspects of destiny, talent, scheming, and talent. I often think that scheming is the first priority, but I also have to worry about... the fate of the world is not good enough, and the fate is shallow but not magical."

"The younger generation will be taught."

Li Chenghuai knew the tiger pattern he was referring to and responded. Li Ximing thought about it:

"Call over Zhou Xingsen and others... and... invite Mr. Lao here as well."

…

Qingdu Mountain.

Nowadays, many lofts have been built in Qingdu Mountain, and there are fewer trees. It has changed from a secluded residence for a few founders and direct descendants to a peak of family integrity where people come and go. There are light rising and falling everywhere, people are hurried, and Li Quewan is galloping all the way. Come and land in the mountains.

The silvery-white necklace around her neck reflected light slightly, and there was some thought on her face. She was now in the late stage of Qi training and had reached the seventh level of Qi training. She was also considered a backbone in the Li family.

Li Quewan went to Beishanyue, but returned without success, feeling a little depressed.

'Mysterious witchcraft is really too difficult...'

"Xuanwu Dao Shu" is a witchcraft obtained from talismans. Speaking of witchcraft... it is actually a complete collection of witchcraft. There are an astonishing number of witchcraft methods in it, including three main methods: transformation, witchcraft, and spirit capture.

As for Taoism, which is complicated, it actually consists of three major chapters, not even divided into the first, second, and third levels. It is obviously something extremely mysterious, but the divided chapters are so scrawled that they look like they were tied up casually.

"After all, it is an ancient method of cultivation, simplicity is beauty..."

Li Quewan doesn't practice many spells. Apart from practicing, he spends almost all his energy on "Xuanwu Dao Shu". Now he is just a beginner. After listening to Li Jiangqian's advice, he specializes in transformation and life-preservation, and the rest is just Some calculation methods.

After all, the opening line of "Xuan Wu Dao Shu" is: "The first achievement of the mysterious is to practice witchcraft." Li Quewan took a look at it, and the so-called first realization of the mysterious... was Zifu!

"In ancient times, it's hard to say that people without magical powers were successful. They are really admiring people."

Li Quewan put her thoughts away and set her sights on Qingdu Mountain. She had only been here a handful of times, but she had always been in awe.

Qingdu was in charge of clan affairs. In the early years, he was managing the mortals of his direct lineage. Later, as the number of direct lineage monks increased, the mortal bloodline also dispersed and fell to the side lineage. Therefore, he expanded his manpower and turned to manage mostly monks.

Subsequently, there were more and more marriages between several foreign surnames and guest officials and the Li family. Most of the people arrested in Yuting were handed over to Qingdu. The prosecution in Yuting remained the same, but the trials and punishments were turned to the lower-level monks in the two peaks and mountains of the Sixteenth House. Their status was gradually lower than Qingdu is gone.

And Li Chenghuai broke through the foundation building and practiced "Don't Check Me", which can distinguish the authenticity of low-grade Qi training monks. It has little impact on the upper echelons of the Li family, but it is a major event for the righteousness of the entire Fufeng system. It was even found out in the end. The three elders of the direct clan... were sent to Zhoushang under house arrest, and Qingdu's status rose to a higher level.

And just when Qingdu was in hot demand, there happened to be a Qingdu peak that was lined with trees. Not a single attic was built, and not many people came and went. When Li Quewan arrived here, he was very humble and said to the middle-aged man in front of the door:

"Please also inform Mr. Boss... please see me in person."

This middle-aged man was Li Quewan's brother. He didn't dare to say anything. He nodded repeatedly and entered the building. An old man came downstairs immediately.

The old man's cheeks had sunken, and his face looked thin, but kind. His eyes had become two bright black slits buried in the wrinkles because of his smile. His mouth was slightly open. Li Quewan wanted to laugh with him when he saw it. , pursed his lips and said softly:

"Is the old man still in good health?"

"Okay... okay!"

Li Xuanxuan came up quickly, and Li Quewan was busy reaching out to help him. The old man did not take her hand and raised his head and said:

"Ximing is back? Let's go... let's go there now!"

Nowadays, Li Xuanxuan is probably the only one who dares to call Master Zhaojing ‘Ximing’. Li Quewan followed him and rode the wind together. Li Xuanxuan sighed:

"A few months ago... He Jiumen died at the end of his life. He used a lot of blood and essence to refine weapons, and in the end he only lived a hundred and fifty years. It's a pity... and that mantle and mantle could not be passed down to Que Yi and the others. , The old man will not die happily!"

He Jiumen is an old monk from the West Bank. He has had a good relationship with Li Xuanxuan in recent years. Only then did Li Quewan know that he had died. Before he could speak, Li Xuanxuan said again:

"Donghe has been silent in Yuting for these years, and An Zouyan went out again. Qiuyang was relieved and went to the lake to row a boat. I had nothing to say on the mountain. Those three or five people who came up in groups...were all watching. My old man’s words are helpful, but it’s boring to be pretentious…”

Besides Li Qinghong, the first person Li Quewan followed up the mountain was Li Xuanxuan. He felt quite guilty, but Li Xuanxuan said:

"An Yuyan has only a few years to live... He was sent to the north, and something happened to An Keqing again... What is the truth? I will talk to the real person later."

In a few words, they had already landed on Zhijing Mountain, and at the foot of the mountain stood a man and a woman.

The man at the head is quite good-looking, dressed in pleated clothes, with golden awns like wheat ears, divided into six strands, and as agile as a bird. The woman is ordinary in appearance, and does not wear any makeup. She only wears a plain skirt and carries a sword on her back.

"Uncle Zhou Luo, Aunt Xinghan!"

Li Quewan asked, and the two of them were busy bowing to Li Xuanxuan, their ancestor. Li Xuanxuan was busy helping him up, glanced at Li Xinghan, and asked with some surprise:

"Zhou Luo often comes to visit me in Qingdu, and he sees me a lot, but I don't see him very often when he is traveling in the cold... Where are you practicing now?"

Li Xinghan cupped his hands and said:

"Sir, Xinghan is practicing on the north bank of Wangyue Lake. The cliffs there are steep and it is good for practicing swordsmanship."

Li Xinghan's appearance was not impressive, but his voice was as clear as snow and quite moving. When Li Xuanxuan heard about the swordsmanship, his eyes lit up and he asked:

"Have you cultivated sword energy?"

"Sir, it has been repaired."

Several people approached the place where the real person practiced, but they kept their voices down and did not dare to speak. Li Xuanxuan did not embarrass them. They reached the top of the mountain all the way, and saw gardenias flying, spreading a thick layer on the ground, like white frost, and several jade pillars fell in the sea of ​​flowers. Among them, there are faint purple flames.

The real man in white clothes and gold patterns was reading a jade slip. When he saw Li Xuanxuan coming up, he immediately got up to greet him, helped the old man sit down, and poured tea. Only then did several juniors dare to move and stood sideways.

Li Zhouluo took a look and saw that his father Li Chenghuai was standing silently beside him, and he couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart:

'What is this...'

Several juniors were there, but Li Xuanxuan didn't speak for a while. He replied to Li Ximing's concerned words, and then Li Chenghuai said:

"Master, Zhou Fang and Zhou Yang from Bomai went to the wilderness and did not return for a while."

Li Ximing nodded and looked at Li Zhouluo and Li Xinghan in front of him. He was quite satisfied. He especially looked at the sword behind Li Xinghan and nodded:

"My family started out in swordsmanship, but except for my two brothers, few of the younger generation love swords. One of you is a Geng Jin practitioner, and the other is a Jade True practitioner. Both of you use swordsmanship, which is pretty good!"

Li Zhouluo practiced the "Mang Jin Wen Xuan Method" and was the first in his family to practice this method. Li Xinghan was special. He practiced the "Jade Dao He Zhen Jue" of the Yu family Taoism.

This technique was obtained from the Yu family's secret treasury. Although it has no grade, it is one of the rare techniques that has been passed down completely. Almost no one from the Li family has practiced this technique over the years...because of the difficulty in collecting Qi.

"Jade Dao He Zhen Jue" is originally carved with relief patterns. At least the monks holding the jade plate chanting sutras all day long to collect qi. Although five or six years is not a long time...but chanting sutras all day long to collect qi is no better than other methods. As long as one or two hours are spent every day, delaying cultivation, naturally no one is willing to collect Qi.

What's more, the same person has to collect this spiritual energy, and they can't take turns. The original scriptures were destroyed and scattered in the Yu family, which makes it even more difficult. Although Li Xinghan's father is a direct descendant, he may not be very talented in power, so naturally he can't get it. Such good stuff.

But luck and misfortune depended on each other. Because of his poor cultivation, his father was not even qualified to go to the battle on the river. He was only a direct descendant and had to marry a wife who was somewhat related to the Yu family. Uncle Li Xinghan was once a guest of the Yu family and was well versed in scriptures. , I love her so much that I personally spent five years picking it for her!

Her family's efforts were not in vain. When Li Ximing saw it like this, he really felt like his eyes were shining!

The richer the Taoism of each family, the better, so that it will not be suppressed by a magic weapon and make everyone bow their heads, and a spiritual atmosphere will blow everyone into disaster. However, his direct lineage is already lacking a Yuzhen. Li Ximing liked it and said with a smile :

"You, the Immortal Base, know the meaning of He Zhen, and when Yu Zhen was in the world, Yu Zhen Liujiu Hexu Zhenjun was also a Sword Immortal. He ascended to the fruition position... This Yu Zhen... maybe he is also a good Taoist priest for practicing swordsmanship. , no worse than Geng Jin, just practice your sword well."

Li Ximing does not need to promise anything. He is a dignified real person. Speaking these words in front of the founder of Qingdu, the ancestor of the Li family and the leader of the Li family, has already meant that Li Xinghan has entered the eyes of the real person. Although this girl does not have any complex thoughts, she can hear it. Understood, busy bowing down.

"Thank you, Master!"