Xuanjian Immortal Clan

The setting sun is like blood.

The blood on the ground gradually dried up, and the remaining brilliance of the formation flashed slightly in the sunset. A man stood in the strong wind, wrapped in a black robe, with gray hair and blood dripping from his body. He clearly had a thin beard and looked upright. Serious, but with a ruthless look on his face, extremely ruthless.

His gray-black eyes reflected the blood-red sunset, and the golden copper bowl magnified in front of him again. The man had no choice but to raise his magic sword and strike hard with it.

"clang!"

The man in black felt that his arms were heavy, his head was dizzy, blood was pouring from the tip of his nose, and there was a bitter taste in his throat. He couldn't help but cough twice, spraying blood all over his clothes.

"grown ups!"

There was still a voice echoing in his ears. The man in black reluctantly turned his head and saw his clan brother kneeling on the ground not far away, vomiting blood. The scenery in front of him suddenly became far and near, and the golden light in the sky became stronger and stronger, making Li Cheng unable to open his eyes. Come.

Today, Li Cheng realized that his life was gone. He quietly looked at the blood on his robe, took a step back, and put the magic sword on the ground to support his body.

The man's robe was stained with blood and could no longer flutter. It was sticky and sticky on his body. He held his body in a daze, and thoughts came to his mind:

'Where did Shi Xiu get hit... Is Ming Palace still safe...'

Among the direct descendants of the family, Li Minggong was assigned by Tinglan to Wenwu and placed in the rear. Li Cheng could not train Qi and had poor talent, so naturally he could not enter Tinglan's ear.

Even if she never mentioned it, Wen Wu had carefully considered it, and the arranged area was the far south of Luoxia. Fei Qingyi was traveling with him. Unfortunately, Xiaoshi Mountain was defeated, and this place was exposed. The disciples of the Ziyan Sect who were stationed here died in the battle. , Fei Qingyi fled and suffered numerous casualties, leaving only a few of them behind.

In a daze, Li Cheng realized that Shi Xiu in front of him did not seize this rare opportunity, but was a little annoyed. This annoyance shocked Li Cheng.

As the leader of Yuandumai and Li Zhoufang's biological uncle, Li Cheng actually has a high status, but his personality is not well-behaved. If he really wants to care about it, he can call Li Ximing the seventh uncle. After the death of Li Ximing's biological son Li Chenghao, Bomai Chengming's successor Among them, Li Cheng is actually the closest to him, and he has received a lot of favors since childhood.

At this moment, a chill surged into my heart, and I suddenly woke up:

‘There are so many ways to release people, which will inevitably affect your family... You should die quickly! ’

He pulled out his sword, but the golden bowl came through like lightning and hit the magic sword in his hand hard. Sparks burst out and Li Cheng spurted blood. He almost sat down on the ground and was about to Using his magic power, he found that the golden light from the sky was falling heavily, shaking the magic power in his body to the point where it was difficult to condense and disintegrated.

Li Cheng's meal made Li Chengpan on the side even more miserable. The spear in his hand was raised horizontally, and he was hit in the middle with a stick by Shi Xiu opposite him. He immediately knelt down with a plop and vomited blood.

This blow of the stick failed to kill Li Chengpan, but it woke up Li Cheng. He was horrified:

'Although Chengpan is a bit more talented, his character is cowardly and hesitant. He is not as good as Li Zhouluo...'

When Li Zhouluo was in charge of the family, Li Chengpan was wrongly accused. Although Li Cheng would have stood up to any other clan member, Li Chengpan was so moved that he followed him and respected him as a brother. How could he not know how much he weighed after so many years with Li Chengpan? ? Although I am grateful, how many things can be bigger than life and death? Will something happen?

So he forcibly moved his body, which was in pain as if it was broken every inch, and moved forward quickly. Unexpectedly, the golden bowl came through the air again, landed in front of him, and hit the magic sword in his hand. He only heard a sonorous and crisp sound. Noise, this weather-beaten magic weapon finally broke.

"Ding Dong..."

The sound of the sword falling to the ground was crisp, and only half of the sword hilt in Li Cheng's hand was left. He retreated continuously and retreated to Li Chengpan's side. He glanced drowsily at Li Chengpan's blood-covered side face, and listened to the young man vomiting blood and crying. :

"grown ups!"

After all, Li Cheng hesitated for a moment. Golden light flashed before his eyes, and the world was spinning. There was a huge pain in the back of his head, as if all his strength had been drained away, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Light flowed from the sky, evil aura billowed, and two figures, black and gold, fell down. The demon was wearing silver and black armor, riding on the evil aura, shining with compassion, and sitting on a pink-green lotus throne.

For a moment, the color of the sky and the earth changed, golden light rolled in, and the bloody setting sun was blocked. The mages on both sides stood out of thin air, staring closely.

Li Cheng swallowed the blood, got up again, and listened to the sympathy in the sky and smiled:

"I got a Ning family member earlier, but there was only one of them. I had no chance to get it, and was taken away by Xuhua. Now there are these two, which is an unexpected surprise!"

Li Cheng's heart suddenly sank. Several monks not far away had already knelt down, and they even felt relieved. Li Chengpan, who was nearby, also dropped his spear and knelt on the ground blankly.

The Misaki in the sky smiled and said:

"The Great Destiny Dharma has asked you to wait until you see the bright path of great desire and correct your evil ways. Why don't you bow down and thank me!"

"Boom..."

As she finished speaking, melodious bells rang from the distance, and cries of gratitude for mercy were heard from everywhere. Li Chengpan cried bitterly. Although he did not make a sound, he slowly lowered his head and said nothing.

Tian Lianmin smiled and nodded, showing a look of relief.

There are many people who have been enlightened by Buddhism, how can we not see it? In fact, people who surrender rarely change their attitude like flipping through a book. Most ordinary people are not decisive. Once they bow their heads, become silent, or waver, it seems to be an ambiguous move, and the rest will fall into place smoothly.

Li Chengpan's hands were trembling on the ground, but it was difficult to get up. Unexpectedly, when his collar tightened, a strong coldness emerged, as if something hit the back of his head. The golden light was shining, and a sound like a cuckoo's cry of blood rang in his ears. Hate:

"Stand up!"

The gray-haired Li Chengpan was bound by all his powers, just like a mortal. The remaining sword that stabbed Li Chengpan in the back of the head was blocked by the golden light, which only made him sink. The old man could no longer bear it, and the sword in his hand fell with a clang, and fell to the ground. He said sharply:

"Li Chengpan! Stand up!"

His expression was as hard as a stone, as resolute as when he stood in front of Li Chengpan on Qingdu Mountain, but it was as cold as snow and filled with hatred, and deep red blood dripped from his trembling lips. :

"Li Chengpan!"

Li Chengpan was also the same as before, kneeling on the ground, even his posture did not change much. He was still silent and crying, but his hands were shaking.

The young man's eyes were blurry with tears. The old clan elders who were sitting in many big chairs and whispering to each other were like smoke drifting away, and now there are many demon demons standing in the forest. They are also aloof, and he can't say a word - he doesn't even dare. He looked back at the old man howling behind him.

The Misaki in the sky laughed and stared at the scene on the ground with great satisfaction. Pieces of golden light were reflected in her pupils. The mages all over the sky were solemnly reciting scriptures. Colorful clouds in the sky seemed to be performing some kind of ritual. There was a buzzing sound:

"First lose and then gain, then you can release your desires; first gain and then lose, then you can release your heart..."

As the chanting began, distant bells came from the horizon, accompanied by the sound of dense wooden fish, approaching from far away. Li Chengpan's mood suddenly calmed down. The sound blunted the grief in his heart and filled the long Bottomless fear, these things fell into his bone marrow and could no longer be removed.

He clasped his hands together and lowered his head quietly. The strong wind blew his black hair away, and he found a place of guilt in the bright golden light.

The old man at the back was struggling on the ground like a dead fish. The distant sound of the wooden fish not only failed to quell the ferocity in his heart, but made him angrier and more arrogant, causing his eyes to spit out flaming, red resentment. , dripping down the corners of his eyes little by little.

Your father, Li Chengpan, died young. I was the one who saved him, and you are the one who took care of him! And he was released today!

You, Li Chengpan, were framed, and no one dared to speak out. It was me who, regardless of being dragged into the water by Li Xixiang, tried my best to protect you in front of all the elders! And he was released today!

You let me take care of you wholeheartedly, and you let me promote you every year, you beast! It's my fault for being soft-hearted! You tell me that I have no integrity in my life, and I can’t die in peace!

Amidst the thumping sound of the wooden fish, Li Cheng twisted his body, his bloody, slender beard stretching longer and longer, as if there were countless mice squirming on his body, with hooves and claws growing, scales appearing, and scales sprouting. The letter sprouted and turned into a creeping poisonous thing, beating on the ground. Then the sound of the scriptures in the sky became louder, and someone shouted:

"Li Chengpan! It's time to surrender the poison, clean up the past, and cut off the bonds of dust!"

Li Chengpan turned around. Among the old man's empty clothes, there was only a resentful, purposeless poison, jumping aimlessly. Li Chengpan lifted the poison's gills, ran his hand down the poison's skin, and tore off the excess limbs. , pools of green blood rolled out, and he said with tears in his eyes:

"Brother clan!"

This heartbreaking sound was like a suona, melodious in the air. Li Chengpan's eyes, which had always been timid and worried, became clear, and his back straightened. This poison was struck by thunder, and it immediately lost its evil nature, and was able to calm down the devil's heart. Dementia lingered on his body, and his scales became golden.

Li Chengpan clasped his hands together and bowed again:

"Now that I have seen the true and true Dharma, I have swept away the six troubles. I am willing to sit down with you and practice the true results."

Heavenly mercy smiled with joy and replied:

"Wrong! Wrong! I never thought that such a good fate would match my great desire. Now it's time to pick up my Taoist friend and go to Shitu to meet the Lord! I'd better ask if there is any seat left! "

Suddenly there was laughter in the sky, and everyone shouted:

"Excellent! Excellent!"

And he shouted:

"It's worth it! It's worth it!"

In the festive golden light, only Helian Wumeng on the side looked gloomy. The hand he held on the long-handled sword gradually tightened, causing the spiritual weapon to buzz, and a sinister look gradually appeared in his eyes. It seems that he feels uncomfortable all over:

‘How come he’s also an imperial descendant…’

Although he himself had the idea of ​​​​capturing the Li family in exchange for spiritual objects, no matter what, he would either kill them or exchange them for them. Their ancestors were also the first-class people in the world. How could he make such a fuss? His eyes were cold and he said without mercy:

"Msaki! Are you just inviting me to see this?"

Misaki was stunned for a moment, and then said with an apologetic smile:

"Isn't this just letting fellow Taoists vent their anger..."

Helian Wumeng suffered a defeat on the north bank, but he was a man. How could he see such a thing? He smiled coldly and angrily:

"absurd!"

"Sir, please wait!"

Misaki quickly stopped him and said with a smile:

"Master Wujiang is discussing the Dharma in front of my Maha Seat, why don't you go?"

As soon as these words came out, Helianwu suddenly frowned, not knowing what the other party was planning, and said coldly:

"oh?"

Misaki smiled and said:

"Don't look at the strength of his formation. It seems that it will take a lot of effort to conquer it. The Taiyang Taoism will retreat! Dayuan Guangyin Mountain will be what I'm waiting for soon!"

…

The clouds were heavy on the north bank, and streams of light were coming back from the north, breaking through the rays of light in the sky, which looked extremely gorgeous, and soon fell in front of them.

"Brother clan!"

The man in long black clothes was standing in the wind, waiting in the wind. He was dressed in golden aura and had a majestic appearance. He patted the hilt of his sword gently with one hand. The woman beside him was dressed in gorgeous clothes and looked pretty, looking at him with a smile.

The man he called his clan brother seemed to be honest and honest, much older. He hurried back to his side and was flanked by a tall young man, who made his temperament thicker and thicker. However, his face was slightly pale. He looked back at this moment and sighed:

"Zhou Luo is back..."

"I was already in the Qingchi Realm. I came here after receiving the news that there was a demon cultivator on the north bank... I never thought that the family would have solved the problem early. This is a great joy. Congratulations to the clan brother on his triumphant return..."

Li Zhouluo was waiting near the lake. As soon as the demonic cultivator from the north bank arrived, his family sent a signal for help. His wife happened to be out of seclusion, so he came with his wife Pang Yunching, not only to help the family, but also to see him. Family members.

The smile on his face was sincere and did not contain the slightest hint of jealousy. Li Zhouwei broke through the Zifu so quickly and became a member of the Immortal Clan with two Zifu clan members. It was a happy event for both him and his heirs. What's more, the Zi Mansion was founded by his own brothers?

But he was full of joy and thought it was the best thing. However, the man in front of him was not happy at all. After hearing such congratulations, Li Zhoufang forced a smile and asked with hope:

"It seems that my uncle is back... I have asked several times, but I have never seen an answer... It is better to ask the real person..."

The words are naturally referring to Li Cheng. As for the real person, it is naturally not Li Ximing who has not shown up yet, but Li Zhouwei who is practicing in the lake.

Ever since the incident at Qingdu Mountain, although Li Zhouluo had been smiling on his face, he didn't have a good impression of Li Cheng in his heart, but no matter what, such a big event still made him slightly stunned:

"Uncle didn't come back with you? I don't know where the real person is, so I can't disturb him..."

Although he didn't know the specific arrangements and that Fei Qingyi was with them and had already lost contact with them, his first reaction was that he didn't want to disturb Li Zhouwei. Hearing this, Chen Yang secretly sweated and hurriedly stepped forward and comforted him in a low voice. :

"Although there is no news, the real person should have made arrangements early..."

Li Zhoufang had been worried for so long that he could no longer control his emotions. He just covered his face and cried, saying sadly:

"You just say good and obedient, but I can't see the real person if I ask. I don't know where my uncle is now. How can he have any chance of survival! Except for my aunt, my uncle has no brothers to worry about. The elders are all on the lake. We juniors don't ask too much. This There are still a few people in the mountains who remember him!”

As soon as he said this, Li Zhouluo lowered his head silently and hid his hands in his sleeves. Pang Yunqing, who was dressed in green clothes, immediately raised his eyebrows and looked at him. The atmosphere was silent for a moment. Fortunately, a purple electric light fell in the sky, muffled thunder rolled, and a strong man stepped on The thunder struck, it was Li Zhouda.

He received the inheritance from Li Cheng and was slightly affected this time. Not only was he not injured, but he also made great achievements in the battle. At this moment, he was full of energy and said:

"Brothers! The cultivators from Ziyan are escorting us here. The Northern cultivators are watching with eager eyes. Please return to the lake quickly in case something big happens..."

Characters appearing in this chapter

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He Lian Wu Meng [Early Period of Zifu]

Female○Saki【Rei Min】

Li Chengpan [Sixth Level of Qi Training]

Li Cheng【Fourth Level of Qi Training】

Li Zhouluo's "Golden Beast Feather" [early stage of foundation building]

Li Zhouda's "Xuanleibo" [early stage of foundation building]

Li Zhoufang [Seventh level of Qi training] [Direct lineage of Bomai]