Xuanjian Immortal Clan

After sending away his daughter Li Jingtian, Li Xiangping felt uneasy in his heart, like a light on his back. He always felt uneasy when practicing on the couch. He failed to enter samadhi several times. Li Xiangping finally stood up and spoke in a deep voice:

"Somebody come!"

Chen Donghe had been wearing armor and standing guard in front of the tent. Hearing the sound, he entered the tent and responded:

"The head of the family."

"What news did the scouts find out?"

Chen Donghe shook his head and replied:

"No."

"Rikawaguchi hasn't sent anyone to report for an hour, right? Send someone back to ask."

Li Xiangping shook his head, watched Chen Donghe respond, and thought in his heart:

"Jia Nixi made a surprise attack and defeated the enemy the day before yesterday. Could he be marching eastward today? How can there be such a truth? His subordinates are all soldiers and horses who will never die or get tired? Besides, the mountains to the west are full of spies I have set up. There is no such thing as a silent truth.”

He stood up and put on his armor and looked at the blazing brazier. Li Xiangping's eyes reflected the red fire, and his heart skipped a beat, secretly thinking that it was bad.

"This man has been fighting in Beilu for more than ten years and has won many battles. I'm afraid I can't judge this with common sense, so I'd better cross the troops back to the river first."

As soon as he put away the long knife in his hand, Li Xiangping picked up the green black bow and shouted loudly:

"Drum roll!"

Suddenly someone ordered the soldiers to go down, and the drums were beating, causing a commotion. Li Xiangping walked out of the tent and met Chen Donghe who was in a hurry.

"Master!"

Chen Donghe stepped forward, his voice full of shock, and whispered in Li Xiangping's ear:

"Master! The Lichuan Pass has been controlled by Shankoshi. All the people sent there have been killed. Two to three thousand soldiers and horses are stationed on the other side of the river. Several pontoon bridges have been destroyed. Our way back has been cut off!"

These words were like thunder on the ground. Li Xiangping was shocked. He was stunned for two breaths and did not speak. The long knife in his hand suddenly clenched tightly, making a squeaking sound, and his fingers turned white.

"The news never got through, did it?"

Chen Donghe quickly shook his head and lowered his voice:

"No, my subordinates blocked the news and didn't dare to let anyone know, for fear of shaking the morale of the army."

Taking a deep breath, Li Xiangping murmured:

"Go and organize the troops."

Chen Donghe withdrew with a solemn face, while Li Xiangping closed his eyes and began to calculate silently.

"It's impossible to use these 1,000 soldiers and horses to cross the river eastward to retake the Lichuan Pass. It's also impossible for Jia Nixi to bring only these 2,000 soldiers and horses. He is also practicing Qi cultivation..."

"Janixi defeated the enemy army and rushed over immediately. The rear area must be unstable. It is better to go west to test. Every moment we stay here, it will become more and more dangerous!"

Li Xiangping walked slowly and walked behind the tent. He looked at the tall grain piles and thought carefully for a while. The storage bag on his waist rose up, and the mountains of rice and beans flowed into the bag on his waist. In the middle, Lao Dao's storage bag is as big as a yard and can easily hold all this rice.

Walking to the clan soldiers, Li Xiangping took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and uttered two words loudly:

"Go west!"

A group of soldiers and horses broke out of their camp. There were 800 ethnic soldiers and 200 mountain Vietnamese soldiers, a total of 1,000 people, and they headed into the woods to the west without looking back.

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Jia Nixi's soldiers and horses just stepped into the boundary of Lijing Village, and their Qi training skills were exposed. Lu Jiangxian was awakened, and his consciousness swept from top to bottom, and he thought to himself:

"It seems that Naga Nixi has taken control of Lichuan Pass and is heading east to capture Lijing Town."

With his consciousness expanded to its limit, Lu Jiangxian immediately found several members of the Li family.

Li Tongya and his wife Liu Rouxuan were on the reed swamp, collecting the clean Qi from the river for his third brother Li Xiangping to break through Qi training. The two of them held the magic formula and waited for the moment when the clear Qi rises and the turbid Qi falls at dawn.

Li Xuanxuan and Li Xuanfeng got rid of the monster in Li Daokou in the west and comforted the injured people in the village. The monster destroyed the street and needed people to repair it.

Tian Yun and Ren on Lijing Mountain were sitting around the stove chatting. The two of them were getting older, especially Ren, who was in his forties and could not sleep well.

Li Jingtian was leaning against the window, looking into the distance with a pair of round eyes worriedly. The late night breeze slowly lifted her black hair, and beside her, Li Xuanling was sleeping obediently on the couch.

Although his vision saw all the monks of the Li family, Lu Jiangxian's consciousness could only wander within the confines of Lijing Town. After thinking for a while, he cast an illusion and reflected it in the mind of Li Xuanling, who was collapsing.

Lu Jiangxian's spiritual consciousness was far beyond that of ordinary monks, not to mention that Li Xuanling was just a young monk with a second-level breathing wheel, and he smoothly took over Li Xuanling's dream.

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"Click."

Li Xuanling drowsily heard the harsh sound of breaking porcelain and woke up from his dream. He sat up sweating profusely and stared blankly at the empty window sill.

A pair of tender white catkins were carefully picking up the fragments of tea utensils on the ground. Li Jingtian said softly and apologetically:

"Ling'er, I've disturbed you."

Li Xuanling's face was covered with sweat. He suddenly woke up when the cold wind aroused him and replied dryly:

"Sister, I dreamed of... a lot of dead people. Jianixi defeated his uncle, led his troops up the mountain, and killed many people in the family."

Li Jingtian's expression became more and more worried. Li Xuanling's words struck a chord in her heart that had been up all night. She forced a smile and comforted Li Xuanling softly.

Li Xuanling nodded his head, thought silently for a few moments, and murmured:

"I'm going to pee."

After saying that, he slipped out of bed, crossed the threshold, bypassed Li Jingtian's sight, and walked quietly towards the backyard.

After entering the backyard, he saw a lone broken wooden chair placed in the middle. Li Xuanling pursed his lips and thought of Li Mutian.

Pushing open the door, Li Xuanling smelled the strong fragrance of sandalwood. The candle lamp was dim, and in the dim light he could see the cold and tall stone platform. The pale white moonlight was flowing on the small blue-gray mirror above.

He stood on tiptoes, passed his hands through the slightly cold moonlight, and carefully held up the magic weapon. Only then did he realize that the magic weapon was warm and comfortable in his hands.

Recalling his father's words, Li Xuanling held up the Dharma Jian in his hand and said seriously:

"Li Xuanling, a disciple of the Li family, looks up to He Xuanze and respectfully asks for the mysterious magic. I would like to send out the mysterious light of Taiyin to kill evil and rebels, destroy evil and capture demons!"

Lu Jiangxian nodded silently and opened his eyes. Li Xuanling suddenly felt that he was rising lightly into the sky, flying very high into the sky, quietly looking down at Lijing Town below.

The night was peaceful and full of moonlight, and Lijing Town was sleeping in a deep sleep. Li Xuanling looked far away, and saw in the distance at Lichuan Pass, there were Shanyue with broken hair and tattoos. There were even two groups of Shanyue soldiers wearing leather armor heading south. Come here, look at the direction, it points directly to Lijing Town, the purpose is self-evident.

Li Xuanling suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, shook his head, and finally lost his perspective. He stuffed the Dharma Book in his arms and hurriedly rushed out of the backyard.