Xuanjian Immortal Clan

"Sister, let's go!"

Li Xuanling hurriedly rushed into the side courtyard and crossed the threshold. He pulled Li Jingtian up and started to walk to the front yard. Li Jingtian was stunned and asked repeatedly:

"what happened?"

"It's too late to explain! Jianixi's troops will arrive at Lijing Mountain in less than a quarter of an hour. Just listen to me!"

Li Jingtian was suddenly startled when he heard this. He quickly tied up his long black hair, took out a slender dagger from the bed, hid the dagger in his sleeve as he walked, lowered his head and asked:

"Did mother notify you?"

Li Xuanling tied the long knife behind his back, nodded and said:

"I sent clan soldiers to call them earlier. I ordered the few clan soldiers who stayed behind to escort them down the mountain immediately. Then I came back to the side courtyard to find the eldest sister."

The two of them quickly walked out of the side courtyard. Li Jingtian had never cultivated immortality and walked very slowly. Li Xuanling slapped a magic spell on his leg, picked her up from the waist, and hurried down the mountain.

Li Jingtian tucked his broken hair behind his ears and looked at the scenery rushing behind him. His mind was filled with worries about his father Li Xiangping. He looked up at Li Xuanling with a look of deep envy in his eyes.

"If I also had a spiritual orifice..."

After Li Xuanling walked for a while, he used the Dharma Jian to see the movements of Jia Nixi, only to find that a Shanyue tribe had entered Lijing Town and almost controlled several exits, while another tribe cunningly came from the other side. Go up the mountain at the foot of the mountain to prevent people on the mountain from escaping to Jingyang Village on the other side of the mountain.

If he hadn't used the Dharma Jian, Li Xuanling would have hit the horse directly. He had no choice but to wipe the sweat from his forehead and cursed in a low voice:

"This Jiannixi is so cunning!"

Turning around bitterly, Li Xuanling quickly quickened his pace and descended the mountain before being surrounded. He found an old courtyard in Lijing Town at the foot of the mountain and climbed over the wall into the courtyard.

There was a thin layer of dust in the courtyard. It looked like the owner had been away from home for a long time. Li Xuanling kicked open the door and entered the house with Li Jingtian.

Li Jingtian looked around, took out two plain clothes from the cabinet, and put them on with Li Xuanling. Li Jingtian was twelve or thirteen years old, as old as the daughter of this family, and the clothes fit him perfectly.

However, Li Xuanling hadn't grown up yet, so Li Jingtian had no choice but to take a knife to cut some clothes, put them on reluctantly, then cut up the brocade robes he had changed into and stuffed them under the bed. There were already footsteps outside the door.

After listening for a while, the dense and chaotic footsteps disappeared in a hurry. Li Xuanling then raised his head, stared at Li Jingtian's heroic face, and said in a childish voice:

"Sister, your demeanor is so outstanding."

Li Jingtian nodded with sudden realization, fetched water from the small well in the courtyard, messed up his makeup, frowned and lowered his eyebrows, looking a little more like a small family person.

Li Xuanling pursed his lips. Li Jingtian had a good foundation, but he couldn't pretend to be ugly. Although he didn't have that heroic feeling at the moment, he had a more charming flavor. Li Xuanling was speechless.

After all this tossing, the two of them finally looked like ordinary residents of the town. Li Jingtian stood on tiptoes, looked outside, and whispered:

"The maze in the fog is nothing more than a small trick for Janixi. Fortunately, we have all withdrawn from the mountain. As long as we hide here for a day and a night, Janixi will definitely withdraw."

Li Xuanling nodded and quietly touched the Dharma Book in his arms. The warm touch made him feel at ease.

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Lijing Mountain.

Jianixi narrowed his eyes and listened to the report from his subordinates. A smile appeared on his face and he asked:

"Leading the troops across the mountain?"

"yes."

Jianixi raised his brows, glanced at the cold stone table, looked around at the burning incense candles beside him, and kicked over the table in front of him.

"Wow..."

The collapsed altar table beneath him rolled melons and fruits all over the floor. Jianixi raised his brown eyes, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the smooth but empty table, with a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth. .

"Mu Jiaoman, what kind of magical weapon needs to be enshrined?"

The long-braided Shanyue behind him shook his head and observed the surroundings vigilantly. After hearing this, he thought for a few seconds and said hesitantly:

"I only heard that there is a large tribe in the mushroom forest that worships a wooden statue. It has all kinds of miraculous and strange things."

"The Li family has a treasure..."

Jianixi laughed twice and slowly walked out of the yard. He saw Mu Jiaoman behind him and said happily:

"This magic weapon must be in the military formation now. Fortunately, we did not attack hastily, otherwise we would have fallen into the demon sect's plan!"

Jianixi wandered around the main courtyard and the side courtyard, looking at the clothes that his men had dug out, then touching the still-warm bedding, and nodded thoughtfully.

"This kid is quite perceptive."

He took a step forward, looked down at Lijing Town at the foot of the mountain, slowly stretched out his arms as if to hug him, thought for a while, and said loudly:

"Take away all the strangers in this tribe who are between seven and fifteen years old. No one can be missed."

Mu Jiaoman behind him responded in a deep voice. The two of them left the Li family courtyard. Jia Nixi suddenly stopped at his feet and said with a smile:

"Especially those strangers with gorgeous clothes and beautiful faces, let them keep a close eye on them. Once someone with a certain level of cultivation takes action, they will immediately come to see me."

After saying that, he got on his horse and headed down the Lijing Mountain. Mu Jiaoman behind him quickly followed and asked in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, time is running out."

"Um."

Jianixi nodded and said softly:

"You should just evacuate after arresting people and grabbing things. This will save the Demon Sect from losing face and attracting some help, which will only increase casualties."

The two of them went down the mountain. There was loud crying in the town, and there was also the sound of fighting between the villagers and Shanyue. Jia Nixi's army was strictly disciplined and had already herded all the children and teenagers in the village together, and there was a sudden burst of crying.

Mu Jiaoman lowered his head and looked for a while, then silently said:

"You can take it back and serve as a slave, which is not bad."

As soon as he said this, Janixi lowered his eyebrows and looked ferocious, with a trace of violent killing intent flashing in his eyes. But he turned his back to everyone, so no one noticed anything.

Jia Nixi's clean and smooth neck was also tattooed with horizontal stripes symbolizing slaves. Later, Jia Nixi killed all the tribesmen who bought him and forced the clan witches to wash away his horizontal stripes. From then on, no matter what achievements he achieved, they were all tattooed. No more smearing any patterns on your body.

Mu Jiaoman continued, minding his own business:

"These stranger women are pretty and interesting."

Jianixi nodded noncommittally, raised the long knife in his hand, and heard Mu Jiaoman add:

"Now that your Majesty has unified the Northern Foothills, you still need to think about your heirs early. There are many ambitious wolves, tigers and leopards in the mountains, so you can feel at ease if you have heirs."

"Um."

Jia Nixi hummed a syllable softly, put his hands on his hips, rode his horse towards the west, nodded and said:

"Go back to the west and go play with that guy."