Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Boring Tool Mountain.

The formation in the sky flickered, dissipating flames were everywhere, and the white air in the distance was like a waterfall. The mage in cassock held a sledgehammer and smashed into the formation.

"Boom!"

The sound was like thunder, and the monks with lower cultivation levels on both sides were immediately shaken and screamed in pain. Soon, real fire surged, dissolving the brilliant mana, and the woman holding the lamp fell down by the fire, her face slightly pale.

Li Minggong raised his head slightly, and soon saw the huge golden body looming in the clouds, like a gloomy and terrifying golden statue, hanging in the air, making people feel scared.

These pitiful spells were intercepted one by one by the formations on the distant mountain peaks. They had gradually penetrated deeper, but they were afraid of something and did not fall down in person, leaving the surroundings with some breathing time.

She didn't know how the war was going in the north, but there was a steady stream of Buddhist monks from the direction of Xiaoshi Mountain, so there must be nothing good going on. Looking around, she saw that the formation was in a sluggish state. People from various sects were relatively good. Although people from various sects in various places had no words, they could You can see the disarray.

She came to reinforce this place. Most of this group of people were not from her lake. Only some of them were under Qingchi's rule. However, they also knew that she was of high status. They were all timid and even a little silently dissatisfied.

'Jiangnan monks... actually don't care whether Jiangbei is lost or not... they were driven here by the Taiyang Taoist order, and they have no intention of fighting... What's more, they have been fighting between the north and the south for so many years, and they have already damaged too much vitality...'

It was not up to her to decide these things. Only two monks in black came close to her and whispered:

"Fellow Taoist, please make preparations in advance. If this formation cannot be defended, we will assist you and retreat to the mountains first."

As Li Minggong is the leader of the Zifu Immortal Clan, Big Owl Kui Guan naturally cannot let her be put in danger and be harmed by Shi Xiu, so he sent someone waiting early.

As soon as these two people appeared, the already scattered monks in the formation concentrated their thoughts almost instantly. No one was stupid. If Li Minggong and others left, wouldn't they be killed?

Li Minggong shook his head slightly and lowered his eyes slightly. The monks below seemed to have no change. Occasionally, one or two monks secretly raised their eyebrows, glanced at them, and immediately lowered their heads like lightning.

Li Minggong thought to himself:

‘Going back thirty or fifty years, my ancestor was one of these people. I didn’t know whose family he was looking at with this cold glance. ’

She raised her hand to dissolve the brilliant light in the sky and asked:

"The pressure here is not too great. Once we get here, Lian Min won't take action. Why not send more people here... we can still defend it."

Li Minggong comforted everyone and asked secretly:

‘I wonder what it’s like on the mountain? Sirs, are you back? ’

The two men looked at each other and answered in the same secret way:

‘I don’t know. I only heard from my fellow disciples who were beside Mr. Quan that... Your Excellency doesn’t look well. ’

Li Minggong sighed softly, and while he was speaking, another golden light fell from the sky, shaking the formation. The Yitai Xi Lao Rogue Cultivator at the top ran out of mana, and even fell down. Thanks to Li Minggong's gentle Once he caught it, he held him up with real fire.

The old casual cultivator sat firmly and quickly stood up in the fire. He held a golden tattered magic weapon in his left hand. He wiped his right hand with the broken index finger on his chest and shouted:

"Thank you, sir..."

Li Minggong had been standing here for a while, and this was the first time he heard the thank you and shook his head silently. The old casual cultivator took the opportunity to cry:

"After being beaten so many times, the villain's apprentices are all dead. If it hadn't been for the adults' rescue, it would have been possible for them to fall down from this mountain and die. But, I don't know... how long will it take?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone below immediately pricked up their ears. Li Minggong could only say:

"The boring knife is the gateway to the south of the Yangtze River... How long it will take depends on the north."

The old man immediately cried:

"My disciple often praises... saying that the transfer of Qingchi has made the counties much better off, and the offerings are not much. There is no need to go to Yishan City, and the scandals in the past have been reduced... Now it seems that the offerings are still too light, which makes the real people tight. At that time, everyone went to the north to grab things... In previous years... In previous years... Even if one person from every household was taken away to go to southern Xinjiang, the orthodox lineage would not be almost cut off..."

There was silence all around. The current situation has changed so much. It is not a matter of one family. If the Chi family is still in Qingchi, it will not be much better now. However, the changes they have experienced are real. How can Li Minggong explain it? ? He could only hold down the slightly discolored man in black beside him, shook his head and said:

“It’s different from the past…”

Just as she was about to speak, she saw a man speeding towards her, stopped in front of her, looked serious, and said in a deep voice:

"I'm in Linya. Master Zhaojing has summoned fellow Taoists. Please return to the mountain quickly. I'll leave this place to you!"

Li Minggong immediately nodded with joy and drove away. He quickly passed several passes and arrived at the main formation. He felt that everyone around him looked hurried and silent. After passing the hall, he saw someone sitting upright. Li Ximing is at the top.

"Meet the real person!"

She couldn't tell what Li Ximing's condition was, but her real person was not serious and rigid, and was always kind to the younger generation. Now Li Ximing didn't have a smile on his face, and only said in a deep voice:

"What's the damage?"

Li Minggong immediately whispered:

"According to the news received by this junior... Jiangxia is still safe, but the direction of Xiaoshi Mountain was attacked. Two of the broken formations belonged to my family, one was guarded by An Xuanxin of the An family, and the other was Fei Qingyi...I heard that both formations were destroyed. Fei Qingyi didn't know if he could save himself or rescue a few of his disciples...Cheng and Chengpan are all there...Fortunately, the jade talisman is still intact..."

In fact, a group of Lianmin Zifu gathered there, and the jade talisman could only serve as a psychological comfort. Li Ximing looked calm and said:

"Fei Qingyi surrendered to the devil and was killed by Zhou Wei, so there is no need to consider him."

The meaning of this sentence is not unimportant. Li Minggong was stunned at first, then said in surprise and joy:

"Minghuang, he..."

Li Ximing just waved his hand, with a complicated look on his face, and replied:

"Wait for me outside the palace."

Li Minggong immediately stepped back, and Li Ximing's eyes showed some uncertainty.

Without him, when I came here just now, there was not a single person from the Taiyang Taoism. The inner formation of the [Wutao Guanhai Spiritual Formation] on the Boring Blade Mountain was already locked!

Is this a big deal? !

This is a very bad signal. What kind of things need to be handled like this? Li Ximing's first reaction was to find Li Minggong specially... After all, I don't know what the north is like, so what will happen next is not surprising!

'Why is this...'

He only sat for a few breaths, when there were a few crisp sounds outside the palace, and a man with a sword stepped in from outside. His face was slightly pale, but it could not hide the swordsman's dashing aura.

"Fellow Taoist Zhaojing!"

This was Master Zhusheng who practiced "Yuzhen" in Shahuang Kingdom. He motioned for him to enter the inner formation with him. His expression was a little complicated. He glanced up and down and saw that Li Ximing's condition was not much better. He whispered:

"Luo Xia was fighting, Heng Zhu also took action, and Zhao Guoguo's master Wei Xuanyin also went south... Fortunately, fellow Daoist Xiao took action, but in the end Chang Xiao came... After fighting for a long time, Wei Xuanyin was really powerful... Kui Qi..."

He was silent for a moment, and finally said in a low voice using a secret method:

"We came back from the north and retreated while fighting. From Luoxia to Boring Tool, we didn't even get half a cup of tea. He vomited blood three times in a row... The blood... was all white and turned into shrews. It was very ugly..."

‘Kui Qi? ’

Li Ximing felt cold in his heart. He didn't have time to ask any more questions. He had already arrived in front of the main hall shrouded in black light. He passed through the light black circle and saw black smoke billowing like a waterfall, pouring down the steps step by step. Crows filled the sky. The bird was circling, standing on the eaves and howling loudly.

When Li Ximing appeared, there were actually a group of black crows circling down, shouting and crying. The tears fell like rain, and they were evaporated by the bright light on his body, and no one could get close.

When they arrived in front of the dark hall, Ting Lan was standing in front of the hall with tears in her eyes. When she saw the two of them, she bowed slightly and rolled up her sleeves.

Then they saw purple gas spurting out, soaring straight into the sky, causing the palace to collapse, smashing the bricks and stones, and immediately lifted the roof of the hall, leaving debris everywhere, causing crows to fly away in all directions, leaving a mess.

"This is!"

Li Ximing was stunned for a moment. Seeing Ting Lan shaking her head, she said hoarsely:

"You are a descendant of the emperor. You can enter the house in the guest position of Ming Yang, but you can enter the house in a weak position. The yin energy is in the secluded prison, and the great benefit is the yin... You should not have been allowed to come. Right now... there is no need to care about this. I just lifted the roof and removed the secluded prison meaning. To make him feel more comfortable."

"Why?"

Li Ximing thought that the Taiyang Taoism might be injured or killed, but he did not expect that Kui Qi would die. He felt quite heavy for a moment. When he saw Ting Lan, he shook his head and said bitterly:

"Things have changed, who could have expected it? That talisman should not have this effect. The other party has already seen the trump card, adjusted the magical power, modified the spell... To be offensive..."

Li Ximing heard that the hidden secret was not good, but fortunately the other party stopped suddenly, and he remained silent and followed her in. He immediately heard a thin cough and strong breathing:

"call…"

The breathing sounded like some kind of gasping, or some kind of crow, owl, or falcon-like animal. It was traumatized and shouted strongly, but there was no loud sound. Instead, it was laughing.

At this moment, the main hall was opened, and a strong wind swept through it, causing a piece of darkness to flutter. It turned out that there were black feathers, large and small, blowing and rolling around each other, up to their ankles. When he arrived in front of the main seat, he saw a man in black lying in front of the steps, his chest There was a talisman stuck to his front, his slightly squinted eyes were light gray, he was facing up to the sky, and he was coughing.

It was Kui Qi.

Master Housui closed his eyes tightly and said nothing, standing beside him like a ghost. Li Ximing only glanced at it, not daring to look more, and whispered:

"I've finally repaired Mingyang, maybe I can help."

The man above him showed no reaction and kept coughing. Ting Lan sat quietly at the foot of the steps and said:

"I've thought about it. There is only one side that can overwhelm the other side. Since Wei Xuan is a real person, it would be even worse for you to help him."

While the two were talking, Kui Qi slowly turned his head. The always arrogant and proud man now had his cheek pressed against the cold steps, showing no dignity at all, and whispered:

"Li Ximing..."

"senior…"

Kui Qi was silent for a moment, then breathlessly asked:

"Your family and... and..."

When he reached this point, he suddenly struggled, his lips were wide open, and his eyes were straight. Li Ximing suddenly saw a scarlet tip of flesh slowly emerging from between his teeth.

This thing was fleeting and was quickly swallowed back by Kui Qi. He forced out a smile and said:

"Fellow Taoist blocked Helian Wujiang and suffered heavy losses. We are particularly grateful. However, the treasure plate has a symbol and cannot be given lightly. I asked Hou Sui to take that essence and give it to..."

Li Ximing only said:

"Senior, I will take care of you with peace of mind..."

Kui Qi shook his head. He didn't mention anything unnecessary, but said solemnly:

"Although there are many things wrong with Zhu Palace, there were also some disgraceful places... But Xiaoshishan did her best. If the Kong family is restored, the matter of the mountain gate... I hope fellow Taoists can do their part."

Of course Li Ximing knew what he meant.

Although the Kong family is in dire straits, there is still Kong Tingyun who is missing and is in seclusion somewhere. This person is an extremely friendly figure in the Li family and was a good friend of Li Yuanjiao back then!

Although Zhu Gong is currently unknown, she has been seriously injured after two battles. Even if she is still alive, she has little strength left. The reward from the Sun Sect is certainly not small, and she may recover soon. But if Kong Tingyun shows up one day, given her friendship with the Li family, there may be unrest!

In fact, Zhu Gong has a bad reputation and has a lot of past. If she were to take over the sect and flee back to the East China Sea, no one would be able to say anything. But even when Kui Qi was dying, he was still helping the Sun Sect to hold on to that bit of dignity, hoping that the worst situation could be under control...

'But even if Kong Tingyun really broke through, she was only in the early stage of the Purple Mansion. Facing Zhu Gong, who was supported by the entire Sun Sect... How could she be so unwise? Why did he ask this question...'

Li Ximing sighed in his heart and answered:

"Kong Tingyun is not an aggressive person...Senior, you worry too much..."

Kui Qi opened his mouth again:

"...From now on...Li will face the north..."

But after saying this sentence, the scarlet color firmly emerged from between his lips and teeth. The tip of the meat looked smooth and sticky, with a few pale white veins, which were constantly expanding and contracting. The man in black tried hard to swallow it back, but he beat his chest and finally turned sideways and vomited facing the ground.

"Ugh..."

He spurted blood all over the ground.

The large spray of scarlet and black blood fell to the ground with an oval object, and even rolled on the ground twice with great elasticity, stopping at Tinglan's feet. Li Ximing could see it clearly.

It was his heart.

This heart contracted and beat powerfully, and the white meridians were dilated. A hairy white nose tip stretched out from the thick blood vessels, and then shrank back timidly like lightning.

It seemed that there was a formation in the hall, or it was affected by the talisman. Although the blood on the ground kept turning white, it did not turn into a strange phenomenon. Kui Qi immediately pinched the heart, his hand was stained with blood, and he pinched it with four fingers, stretched out one finger, and softly placed it.

The dying man moved for a while, did not ask anything more, and exhaled quietly:

"Boring knife... If you are not allowed to defend, then retreat."

Li Ximing waited for so long, and finally heard such a sentence. He saw the bloody hand raised and slowly loosened. The heart slid to the ground, turned over, and turned into a pregnant white shrew with a big belly, struggling and making a squeaking sound.

"Squeak... Squeak..."

Kui Qi looked up at the sky. The sky in the distance was rising layer after layer of black fog. The sky at noon suddenly darkened. Tinglan and Li Ximing also looked up at the north with complicated expressions.

As the black fog rose into the sky, colorful dragons danced in the fog, as if they had completed a mission, roaring with joy and sorrow, and quickly fell to the ground.

"Clang... Clang... Clang..."

At the same time, the [Dahe Kui Bronze Sword] on Kui Qi's waist trembled like crazy, emitting one cry after another. A strong wind blew on the mountain, and a tear suddenly slipped from the corner of the black-robed man's eye, and he cried out sadly:

"Master!"

As the black fog rose in the distant sky, infinite black light appeared behind his head, and the black cloud was like a storm that reached the sky. The big crows cried, and the sound of their cries was heart-piercing and sad. Owls flew everywhere, and the ghosts were mixed.

In this rolling black light, the man began to vomit blood, and his liver, spleen, lungs, and stomach all fled from his mouth one by one. The talisman could no longer suppress his body, but jumped from him and turned into a big-eyed owl, staring at the sky with piercing eyes.

The owl only took a glance and quickly turned its head, making a cooing sound that sounded like excitement and panic, and at a lightning speed, it opened its beak and swallowed his eyes.

At that moment, the dying man on the ground raised his head, his remaining eye bulged out, bloodshot, showing reluctance and anger, his mouth opened in silence, but a cry of grief like a cry came out of the owl's mouth, rising into the sky, treacherous and evil:

"The sun is bright, now it is no longer!"

The owl flapped its wings and flew, circling in the air. The sound he made with his last bit of life was trapped in this small inner formation, echoing over and over again, never to be freed:

"The sun is bright, now it is no longer! Now it is no longer!"

Characters in this chapter

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Li Ximing [Early Purple Mansion]

Li Minggong "Pheasant Leaving" [Late Foundation Building]

Hou○绋 [Early Purple Mansion]

Kui○Qi [Middle Purple Mansion]

Zhu○Sheng [Early Purple Mansion]

Ting○Lan [Early Purple Mansion]