Family Immortal Cultivation: Li Clan

Bathing in the fire pool, Luan Si closed his eyes and lay flat in the water, with a large amount of spiritual fluid flowing into his body.

Suddenly, Luan Si slowly opened his eyes and sat up directly. He could see a scar on his chest that was as deep as the bone, which was shocking.

"Bang!"

The palace door suddenly opened, and Li Changsheng walked in.

"It seems you are recovering well!"

"Meet the master!"

Luan Si smiled slightly, looking a little forced.

"I have already visited the place you mentioned, but I only found a few small fish and no trace of the Luan Ming at all."

Luan Si looked panicked, and Li Changsheng waved his hand: "Don't worry, I'm not here to blame you."

"I got news that Luan Ming once had a Taoist companion. Do you know about this?"

"Taoist companion?"

Luan Si was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he said: "The third elder saved a peacock in the Void Refining Stage, and wanted to marry her, but the matter was strictly stopped by the previous clan leader, and it ended in nothing. ”

"In order to ensure the purity of our bloodline, our clan rules strictly prohibit intermarriage with other heterogeneous people. At that time, the third elder was a well-known genius in the clan. Because of this, he was imprisoned for a year as punishment."

"Then do you know where this peacock went?"

Luan Si shook his head: "For the sake of the third elder, the old patriarch let the peacock go. I don't know the rest."

"You should be able to contact Luan Ming, right?"

"Master, if it is within a limited area, I can contact the third elder, but there is nothing I can do now!"

Luan Si looked helpless. He wanted to find Luan Ming to express his loyalty, but he was powerless.

"If you have no value at all, what's the point of keeping you?"

Luan Si understood immediately and said quickly: "Master, don't worry, I will find the third elder as soon as possible."

Seeing Li Changsheng's expression, Luan Si immediately jumped out of the pool, regardless of whether his injuries had recovered.

Seeing Luan Si being so aggressive, Li Changsheng's expression softened and he handed him a bottle of elixir: "The elixir here is good for your injury. If there is no trace of Luan Ming, don't come back."

Luan Si and Luan Ming have blood connections, so it would be perfect for him to find them.

"yes!"

Luan Si took the elixir and walked out knowingly.

Li Changsheng stepped into the water and felt the abundant energy in it, with a look of surprise on his face.

"It's a waste to use this precious liquid to heal wounds."

After making a complaint, he sat down and started practicing.

…

Spring passed and autumn came, and two hundred years passed.

Many major events have happened in the past two hundred years. Many alien spies have been discovered within the major forces of the human race, and even the four major forces are no exception.

Many traitors were also detected on the main battlefield on the front line, including three fusion monks, namely True Lord Golden Tiger, Fairy Purple Bird, and Master Ice Toad.

The three of them were all loose cultivators, and now they have all fled.

In addition, racial wars also occurred in Tianyuan Continent. The foreign races headed by the Wu clan began to attack the human domain. Luo Tianjie has now entered the era of troubled times and conquests.

Misty Immortal Sect.

In a small courtyard with green tiles, Leng Wuya was talking to Grandma Yuyin.

Upon closer inspection, Grandma Yuyin's aura was almost the same as that of Leng Wuya, and she had clearly achieved the perfection of integration.

"Except Chen Huiyuan, who was not found, everyone else was arrested and brought to justice."

During the self-examination of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, thousands of problematic disciples were discovered, covering the stages from refining Qi to integrating.

These people are not only those who secretly work for foreign races, but also spies from other forces who lurk in. It can be said that the Piaomiao Immortal Sect has gone through a major purge.

"Find Chen Huiyuan as soon as possible. It has been 150 years since he broke through the integration. I don't know how much information he has mastered."

Grandma Yuyin ordered in a cold voice.

"Don't worry, Junior Sister Qin, with Junior Brother Mo taking action, we will definitely be able to catch the traitor and bring him to justice."

Speaking of this, Leng Wuya said tentatively: "Junior Sister Qin, I heard that the Renshui Xianli has matured, I don't know..."

Before he finished speaking, Grandma Yuyin raised her hand and interrupted: "I am just the acting sect leader. We will have to wait for Senior Brother Murong to come out of seclusion before we can talk about the details."

"That's it, that's it!"

"Okay, go down!"

Leng Wuya turned around and left, his face gloomy.

"Boom!"

A muffled thunder exploded, and Leng Wuya stopped.

After a while, an invisible airflow began to spread in all directions, covering the entire courtyard in an instant, and then swept into the distance at an extremely fast speed.

In an instant, the sky changed suddenly, with dark clouds and strong winds.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to rage, and holes appeared one after another, and lightning flashed across the sky, as if to tear the space apart.

"This is the eighth or ninth heavenly tribulation."

Grandma Yuyin looked at the gradually darkening sky and exclaimed with excitement in her eyes.

Leng Wuya's face was expressionless, and there was even some unwillingness in his eyes, but Grandma Yuyin didn't pay attention to him at all at the moment.

As time passed, a huge tornado vortex appeared on the top of a tall peak, and all the spiritual energy in a radius of tens of thousands of miles was swept away.

This phenomenon quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, and they all walked out of their residences to look up.

"This is the eighth or ninth heavenly tribulation. I've read about it in ancient books."

Some disciples exclaimed with excitement in their eyes.

"It must be the sect leader who is attacking the Mahayana period."

"The master hasn't appeared for a long time, he must be..."

"Hey, what's going on?"

"This, this, this..."

At this moment, the originally dark sky gradually brightened, the strong wind gradually stopped, and the tornado vortex began to dissipate.

After a while, the strange phenomenon disappeared, as if the change just now was just an illusion.

"How is it possible?"

Grandma Yuyin's eyes changed from disappointment to despair. She knew very well what this meant.

Looking at Leng Wuya, there was a trace of relief in his eyes.

At this moment, an extremely weak voice sounded in the sky: "All combined, come to my residence!"

Grandma Yuyin jumped and immediately flew towards Murong Yi's retreat.

Leng Wuya saw this and immediately followed.

After a while, seven or eight figures flew in the same direction.

In a certain hall, Murong Yi sat cross-legged in a huge magic circle, and there was a striking pool of bright red on the ground.

He had a head full of white hair, and his hands and face were covered with old wrinkles. His head was drooping, and he exuded a decayed smell.

"Brother!"

The door of the hall opened, and Grandma Yuyin rushed in first. Seeing Murong Yi like this, she was extremely sad.

Then came Leng Wuya, Xu Huainan, Liu Shanhe, etc., a total of thirteen people combined.

"Junior Sister Qin, you have also come this far, great!"

Feeling the breath of Grandma Yuyin, Murong Yi showed a touch of relief in his eyes.

"I will now pass on the order that the leader of Miaoyin Peak, Qin Miaoyin, will be the next generation of the sect leader. I hope that all the junior brothers and sisters can assist her wholeheartedly and strengthen our sect."

As soon as these words came out, everyone had different expressions, but no one spoke.

"Junior Sister Qin, stay, and the others go out first!"

After a while, only Grandma Yuyin and Murong Yi were left in the hall.

"Junior sister Qin, you have the spirit of Yuyin. When the ancestor was alive, he often told me about you, saying that you were the one with the greatest hope of breaking through to the Mahayana stage."

"It's a pity that you were trapped by love and wasted countless years. Otherwise, the position of the sect leader should have been yours. Now I have reached the end of the road. I hope that in the years to come, you can restore the glory of the sect."

Murong Yi stretched out his dry right hand tremblingly.

"Ding!"

A white storage ring fell to the ground, and Murong Yi fell to the ground.

"Senior brother!"

Grandma Yuyin hurriedly helped him up, but found that his flesh and blood had already dried up, and his spirit had dissipated, leaving only an empty shell.