Xuanjian Immortal Clan

‘About one hundred and eighty feet long and three feet two feet in diameter! ’

Li Zhouluo estimated that the main hall in the continent is 318 feet long. This [Purple Gen Guanggu Mountain Pierced Mysterious Nail] is four main halls long and is taller than the twelve Chengqing Gates. …

And the radius is three feet and two feet, which is the size of a small house... What's more, this [Purple Gen Guanggu Mountain Pierced Mysterious Nail] must not be made of ordinary gold and iron. It has to be mixed with spiritual things. The materials used have reached a terrifying level!

Li Xuanxuan was obviously taken aback. He took the scroll with both hands and looked at the dense list of spiritual objects on it. He felt a chill in his heart, but his face was still calm and he asked:

"These thirty-two mountain-piercing black nails... what are they based on? How much are they worth?"

Wen Wu cupped his hands and replied:

"The main body is just iron essence and copper essence. These things are abundant in the East China Sea. I have Donghaifang City in Ziyan, and there are also several mining islands. They will be sent in batches. Seniors don't have to worry."

"As for the cost, it's not expensive. The nobles can burn the iron and copper fines by themselves. The runes, formation patterns, and forging were all done by my family for the nobles. Only other spiritual materials need to be purchased by the nobles. I guess With... about ninety spirit stones."

He paused and then said:

"One."

Li Xuanxuan turned the scroll over and over again, picked out a few commonly used spiritual objects to ponder, and said in a loud voice:

"There's no need to bother Blessed Land with everything. As for the spiritual materials, I already have a lot of them on the lake."

"Qingwu, Wuhuiling Molybdenum, and Ni Shuihan Iron are all minerals abundant at the bottom of the lake. Their output and reserves are huge. They have been frequently excavated in recent years. Special white copper, Fufu glazed iron...all eight of these are found on the west coast. As for the output, there are Cuiyuan Copper Essence and other items on the east coast, most of which can be used.”

The inventory of these things is more or less. Li Xuanxuan has been out of business for a long time. He only knows a directory, but does not know the specific quantity. In fact, there is also a [Ye Cai Stone], which is also produced on Zongquan Island. Unfortunately, the amount is not large, and Zongquan Island is not here. On the surface, Li Xuanxuan disagreed with him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zhouluo had already calculated, nodded slightly, and replied:

"These things are produced at home, and the remaining cost can be as low as sixty to seventy spirit stones, and... two adults, wait a moment."

He took a jade slip from the case, read it against the purple and gold scroll, looked a little strange, and replied:

"There are some... remnants of our ancestors and some spiritual objects collected in the wilderness. These are quite consistent. They are just right. I will hand over the list to your lord in a moment..."

Wen Wu Le nodded, seemingly unsurprised, and saluted:

"These thirty-two [Purple Gen Guanggu Mountain Mysterious Nails] are very troublesome, especially the materials. If purchased in large quantities, the price will rise. Don't be too hasty. I'm afraid they won't be finished in three to five years. I also ask the master of the family to be a monk in the continent for me." If you designate a resting place, many monks from the sect will travel around, or go back and forth from the sect, which will cause trouble for the nobles. "

"But please rest assured, nobles. The people in the sect have all sworn spiritual oaths and are all elites. They will definitely keep it secret. Not only are the formation patterns drawn separately, but the components are also typed separately. Even the names of all components and formations are unknown." know."

"What are you talking about? I am looking at the moon to express my gratitude to the blessed land."

The two exchanged polite words. Wen Wu also brought spiritual elixirs to meet Li Quexi's family. The Ziyan monk in the continent did not make any arrangements, so he left early. The door of the main hall was closed tightly. Li Xuanxuan frowned and said:

"Zhou Luo, what kind of wilderness spiritual things are left behind by our ancestors? How can we use a huge number of mountain-piercing black nails to make two copies? How much can we save."

Li Zhouluo no longer concealed the weird look on his face and whispered:

"Sir, this can save at least twenty yuan! Twenty yuan per stick and thirty-two sticks are six hundred and forty yuan!"

Li Xuanxuan was shocked and asked:

"Where did this come from!"

Li Zhouluo looked a little embarrassed and replied in a low voice:

"This thing... I don't know, sir. When Xuanyue collapsed and Kong Guxi moved the mountains into the wilderness, he was afraid of being raided by Baiye Capital Immortal Dao, so he had already stored many spiritual objects in my house..."

"Later... the wilderness disappeared. Kong Guxi packed up his belongings and came to the east coast. The things were still stored in my house. Finally, the Xuanyue Taoism died. Kong Guxi didn't want to take a large amount of fetal breath and even qi training spiritual materials back, so he just packed them away. The precious medicine...the rest of the things were either given away or sold at low prices, and were given as favors to many forces..."

"The quantity of most of the things is quite large, and the price is extremely low when sold suddenly. If sold in batches, it will not be sold out for five or ten years... After all, no one is willing to accept it. He gave it half to my family and half sold it. do a good turn."

Li Zhouluo looked surprised and whispered:

"Now, I read this scroll and compared it and found that nearly 80% to 90% of the things on it were produced and stored in Xuanyue. This was because the Xuanyue Mountain Gate was lost and Kong Guxi brought back a batch of spiritual materials. As a result, if we can fully obtain Xuanyue’s resources, we might not even need to spend a single spiritual stone to create these thirty-two Xuanyue nails!”

Only then did Li Xuanxuan understand. He hesitated and sat down in the hall, raised his head and said:

"This matter was arranged by the real person in advance. I'm afraid Xuanyue's current situation is clear, otherwise there was a sudden formation..."

The old man's expression suddenly became more doubtful, and he whispered:

"The matter of [Zigen Guanggu Mountain Crossing Xuan Nail] must be kept secret. This name should not be revealed. Since the other side of Ziyan has kept it secret, it is easier for us not to mention Shan, not to mention Gen, and it is best not to mention Xuan." , someone actually asked, it is called [Thirty-two Houses Ziguang Lingzhen].”

Li Zhouluo respectfully agreed. The old man coughed and continued:

"Let Jue Yin take care of matters related to spiritual objects and blessed places. He has advanced cultivation and clear actions. He is better than anyone in the continent."

The old man explained for a while, then went out of the hall, took out the carp-like wooden box from his sleeve, sat down in the empty side hall, opened it and looked at it.

The first box belonged to Li Quexi. This child had obviously worked hard in the sect, and his handwriting was much more handsome. He generally asked about things at home, and was concerned about Li Xuanxuan's health. There were three pages in total, and at the end he mentioned:

"There are many strange spiritual things in Purple Smoke. The juniors won rewards in the competition, and they can get their share if they ask for them. If there is anything in short supply at home, you can ask the juniors." ’

The old man put the letter away. Li Queyi's letter was obviously much thicker. Compared with his sister Li Quexi, who had Wenwu sending letters home alone, she piled letters to everyone here. Li Xuanxuan picked his own letter and read it. , the girl said hello, and specifically asked his father, Li Zhoufang, whether he sought shelter all day long. The rest of the article was tactful, asking if his family could send him three kinds of blessings.

Li Xuanxuan looked at it for a while and found that there were two of these three kinds of food in his storage bag. The rest was not difficult to collect. He just made up for it by himself. He also brought back a lot of elixirs, packed them together, and wrote a reply to him. Send people back.

He divided the remaining letters and sent them to everyone, put the letters from the two sisters into his sleeves, and walked back to Qingdu from the side corridor alone, thinking:

"Everything in this world is confusing right and wrong. Que Yi worked hard and mastered Qi training early, but he lost the purple Qi. If she had been lazy and slowed down a step when she was a child, the shepherd would definitely have her... Que Xi is aloof and self-respecting, and his talents are not shown. He was born late in life. Years later, he fell to the throne."

"Wen Wu is a guy who knows how to teach and is willing to teach. Que Xi is willing to learn even if he sees it... The shortcomings in his temperament have been made up. From his qualifications to his background, he will soar into the sky..."

Li Xuanxuan was old, had seen a lot of things, and had a vague premonition of what would happen in the future. When he saw the letters from the two sisters, he felt extremely complicated.

Li Xuanxuan returned to Qingdu, but Pingya Island was very lively. Li Zhouluo quickly arranged the matter and sent the monks from Ziyan Sect to the island to live in the east. He told Cui Jueyin to come over. The time is brightly lit and noisy.

The courtyard on the west side was quiet and dark. Ding Wei was riding the wind back to the courtyard. The big man with a chin and a tiger beard looked a little anxious. When he saw the maid in front of the door, he asked:

"How is Madam?"

The maid lowered her head and said:

"Madam has lost her appetite these days and often complains of stomachache..."

Ding Wei Zong's wife, Ma, was married in Jiangbei. At that time, Ding Wei Zong was just a small Qi practitioner. Later, he joined the Zifu Immortal Clan and his status rose with the tide. He was often asked to marry his daughter Xu Yi, but Ding Wei Zong refused them all. Live your life guarding Ma's family.

It is not easy for monks to have children, not to mention that both parents are monks. It is not easy to get this child. After three months of pregnancy, this man is very rare.

He went in to visit his wife, nursed her back to health, and immediately prepared to return to Qingdu, but saw his nephew coming up to report, saying:

"Wang Quwan, please see me."

Ding Weizuo was stunned for a moment. There was currently no mission in the clan. His current duty was to patrol the lake and protect Li Zhouming and his son. His whereabouts were erratic. Logically speaking, he could not be bumped into. He immediately wondered:

"What a coincidence?"

The nephew replied:

"Master Wang has been coming every day during this period. It's just that you said you wouldn't see anyone, so the news has never been presented. Master Wang seems to be in an emergency and has been waiting for you in the island for a long time."

"I see."

Ding Weizhen didn't want to get involved in the struggle between the various factions and never saw anyone. However, Wang Quwan was an exception. This person was also promoted by Li Ximing and was very important. He said:

"Then let him come up."

Not long after, I saw a middle-aged man walking out of the courtyard. He had an extraordinary bearing and a blue-gold sword tied around his waist. He looked heroic. Ding Wei smiled and said:

"Fellow Daoist Wang is here! I haven't even had time to congratulate you... This [Jingxi Qing] will make the monks in the north of the Yangtze River envious... Now everyone respects you as the leader of swordsmen in the north of the Yangtze River!"

"Senior, you defeated me... It's just because of the real person's fancy and took advantage of it... I just came out on top."

Although Ding Weizhen wanted to call him Taoist friend now, Wang Quwan still politely greeted him as a junior and said respectfully:

"Senior, things are important. Qu Wan doesn't want to delay the family affairs any more. It's just that he has encountered something difficult and confusing, and it's related to Jiangbei. He came here to ask for help from senior."

Ding Weizhen really didn't want to waste time and made a gesture of invitation. Wang Quwan said in a deep voice:

"The junior broke through the foundation building, visited many seniors on the lake, and then received the order from the clan and went to Jiangbei to guard. I passed the boundary of Funan, but I heard that the monks below were quite commotion. When I inquired more carefully, there were rumors... rumors Jiangbei will have the opportunity to appear in this world..."

"Haha, what did I think it was?"

Ding Wei shook his head and explained with a smile:

"No matter where...as long as there is an idea, there will be rumors every day? What news did Qu Wan find out?"

Ding Weizhen was also born in Jiangbei, so he was naturally very familiar with his hometown. The old war between the north and the south resulted in the death of too many monks in Jiangbei. When he was young, a certain monk would get a certain person every ten days and a half. There are many orthodox rumors, and Wang Quwan is very reliable. If there is no conclusive evidence, he will not come up with it. After asking, Wang Quwan said tactfully:

"The Wang family has moved to the north of the Yangtze River since the Ning Kingdom, and the family members are widely distributed. Although my family is in decline and I was born into a humble family, I still have two relatives further north..."

Ding Weizuo's eyes sharpened when he heard this, and he interrupted:

"The Boring Golden Gate or the Duxian Way?"

Wang Quwan whispered:

"Called Yunmen!"

Seeing Ding Weizuo nodding thoughtfully, Wang Quwan continued:

"I heard... that there were two monks from overseas who defected to Chengyunmen and brought news that there used to be an underground palace in the Wanling Sect in the north of the Yangtze River, just under Chengshui Ze. This palace is complicated and has entrances and exits. A lot... They have three mysterious stone tokens in their hands, which are the key to unlocking this formation..."

"oh?"

Ding Wei looked at him seriously and only asked one question. Wang Quwan took something out of his sleeve and whispered:

"This is what I got from killing the demon cultivator."

Wang Quwan lowered her eyebrows and saw that he was holding a small and exquisite token in his hand, showing a black and white pattern like ink, with two ancient seal characters "Wan Ling" engraved on it. He turned it over gently, and three words were written on the back. Character:

【South Seventh】

He put the token into Ding Wei's hand with both hands. The man picked it up and looked at it. He felt that his hands were cold. He exerted force with his fingers, but the token did not move at all.

This token does not seem to be a powerful magic weapon, but I can't figure out its grade. It secretly contains the brilliance of supernatural powers and is extremely strong. Ding Weizhen gently placed the token on the case and whispered:

"I can't move my position. Naturally, there is no chance to escape. If Qu Wan wants to go there with me, you will be disappointed... I don't know what Qu Wan means..."

Wang Quwan stood up, bowed, and said respectfully:

"I also ask senior to hand it over to the master for me and let the adults handle it!"

Ding Wei was stunned for a moment, frowned and said:

"This is your chance..."

Wang Quwan shook his head and replied:

"I can do as many things as I want. I am just a small character who has just broken through the Foundation Establishment. How can I participate in the game of such ancient traditions? I just hope that I can dedicate it to the master family and gain more advantages in the games of other families. It’s a good use of everything.”

His words made Ding Wei hesitate. Wang Quwan's foundation cultivation and sword cultivator were personally promoted by the real person. As long as he didn't want to touch the interests of the Zifu level, it would not be difficult to make a fortune. I'm afraid he could retire. To advance, he immediately replied:

"Wangyue is not a mean master. If you really get this opportunity, no one in the lake will take it away... It's just me who goes up to ask about this matter for you. It's best to find out some details so that you can go north. "

What he said was beyond Wang Quwan's expectation. After all, she was just an external foundation builder. This opportunity was given to either one of the young masters or Ding Weizuo. She had never thought about her own affairs. She was stunned and answered. road:

"this…"

"This and this."

Ding Weizuo looked at the token and said with a smile:

"The lake has always been the fairest to foreigners, guest ministers, and protectors... You don't stay in Zhouli often, so you don't know. Even if you are a direct descendant of the Zifu, you don't dare to humiliate the guest minister Lianqi for no reason, and I have no intention of taking advantage of you. Opportunity... let’s go to the palace together and save you the trouble!”

Characters appearing in this chapter

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Li Xuanxuan [Nine Levels of Qi Training] [Direct Lineage of Bomai]

Li Zhouluo [Eighth Level of Qi Training] [Head of the Family]

Ding Wei's "Dian Yang Tiger" [middle stage of foundation building]

Wang Quwan's "Floating Cloud Body" [Early Stage of Foundation Building]