Family cultivation: I will create a family of sword immortals

"Aunt, this is the latest information that uncle sent back."

Li Chengping quickly walked from the courtyard into the hall. Cai Yanzhi, dressed in dark blue clothes, was teaching Li Chengtian how to read and write.

Li Chengtian suddenly raised his head and looked at the letter in his cousin's hand, but Cai Yanzhi looked at him with a stern face. He had to lower his head and read the words on the book again, but he no longer had the intention to read, and his ears twitched slightly. It seems that he doesn't want to miss any information about his father.

Cai Yanzhi took the letter from Li Chengping and quickly wiped away the information on it. Then she folded the letter and sandwiched it among the books beside it.

"Your uncle is now heading towards the Jiuli Royal Court. There are no less than 6,000 refugees gathered around him, and there are many tribes following their steps along the way." Cai Yanzhi repeated the content of the letter.

Li Chengping said with some surprise: "Last month, there were only three thousand people. How could the number of people have doubled now? My uncle's speed in gathering the refugees is much faster than that of Jiu Liyan."

The refugees who can follow Li Yang are naturally sincere followers, and most of these people are Armadillo people who are capable of fighting. Even if Li Yang returns home now and takes these Armadillo people back to the Li family, it will be a big deal. Considerable combat power.

"There is no doubt about your uncle's ability. Back then, in Langya Cave Heaven, the disciples of Taoist Sect united with the monks from Ziyun Sect, Ten Thousand Beasts Valley and Fuliu Sect to form an alliance in an attempt to loot the spoils of our other sects. At that time Your uncle also pulled together several other sects to compete with the Taoist sect's alliance." Cai Yanzhi smiled, with a rare look on his face.

Li Chengtian on the side listened carefully, his two smart eyes beating constantly, and there were many smiles on his face.

"And your uncle distributed food along the way. When he found a place, he opened the granary and distributed it to those people. Naturally, there were more. Mortals in the world just want to live and have food to eat, and what the armadillos have less is food. Naturally, many people will follow." Cai Yanzhi added.

At this time, Li Chengtian said crisply: "Then why aren't those people like my father?"

Cai Yanzhi did not criticize him harshly, but touched his head and said: "Because Jiu Liyan pursues domineering, while your father pursues benevolence. There is a big difference between the two, so the ending is also different. , but you will understand these things when you grow up."

Li Chengtian scratched his head with a curious look on his face. He really didn't know what benevolence and tyranny were, but he knew that because of those Armadillo people, his father could only leave temporarily.

"You go out to play first, and I'll have a few words with your cousin." Cai Yanzhi said softly to Li Chengtian, who immediately ran out as if he was granted amnesty.

"I have a hunch that your uncle will have a battle with Jiuliyan soon. You will take your tribe and a thousand tribesmen to respond later. If you win the battle, you will directly push the Yushan tribe to the throne. But If we fail, we must destroy all the roads going north." Cai Yanzhi ordered.

Li Chengping nodded and said, "My nephew, we'll do it now."

"I hope that after this battle, your uncle can win over people's hearts and gain some incense from the armadillos." Cai Yanzhi murmured in a low voice.

……

Armadillo, Cangwu Mountain.

A haggard-looking old man opened his eyes. There was a groggy aura of death lingering around him, floating everywhere. With just a slight movement, this aura of death spread towards the surroundings, and the things growing in the cave Not a single weed was spared, and actually withered and died completely under this deathly aura.

It seemed that he had not moved for a long time, and the joints all over the old man's body made crackling sounds.

"Have been dreaming for hundreds of years, but I wonder where the world is now?"

The old man said to himself that he did not look like an armadillo, but a Xia people from the Central Plains. It was just because of the passage of time that the deep wrinkles on his face were densely covered like ravines. As he opened his mouth, the expression on his entire face Wrinkles also change.

"If the end is approaching, a new figure should appear in the Armadillo to unify the tribes on this land." He murmured to himself, and the Kantu map relying on the Armadillo suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Huh?" The old man was quite surprised. Two bright spots appeared on the map. One of them was dark red and bright, and the other was a light golden color. Compared with the red bright spots, it was slightly dimmer and kept flickering. , seems to be growing continuously.

The old man looked at this strange phenomenon that had never happened before, and kept making deductions with his fingers.

"Huangji Dao Sect... Sword Cultivator... Ning Changqing... Wei Xuanfu..." As he deduced, a complicated line of cause and effect was traced back to the source and uprooted, and all the unknowns appeared in his mind. In the mind.

"It's interesting. I never thought that a little crippled sword cultivator would be involved in so many causes and effects. Even a little kid in the Nascent Soul realm would go to hell just to test a foundation-building cultivator."

After sorting out the causal lines on Li Yang, he didn't expect that there were so many people involved in Li Yang. Whether it was the Huangji Taoist Sect, Lijiang Academy, or even the Taoist monks, they all had terrifying origins. But the old man continued to deduce, But it was shrouded in layers of fog, and the disappearance of Li Yang's flying sword seemed to involve some big terror, so he did not continue the deduction.

"The fisherman wanted to see how big the fish was, and the fish wanted to save itself, so it jumped into the water of this square pond and muddied the water of my pond."

The old man pointed his finger and seemed to throw a stone into the lake, and then a connection seemed to be formed between the two points that were originally distant.

"Then let's have a dragon-tiger fight. Anyway, the one who wins in the end will have all his luck, and all the luck will go to me, the old man from Lijiang Academy."

……

There were not many guards left in Jiuli Royal Court, only more than 5,000 people. Because Jiuliyan did not expect that anyone would come to attack the Royal Court, he did not pay too much attention and mobilized all the soldiers.

Therefore, after less than three hours of siege, Jiuli Royal Court was directly captured by the armies led by Li Yang. Among the heirs of Jiuli Yan who remained in the Royal Court, except for one or two who were held hostage by the great witches in the foundation-building realm. After leaving, all the others were detained by Li Yang.

Li Yang did not intend to stay long. After opening the Wangting's barn, he asked the Armadyou people to divide it up, while he asked Li Yeming and Zhang Changhe to collect all the spiritual herbs and spiritual stones stored in Jiuli Wangting's inventory. Okay, let's take it back to Li's house.

Then he left with a group of people, but he didn't expect that just after Li Yang left with his army, he collided with Jiu Liyan at the foot of Pingxi Mountain, three hundred miles away from the royal court.

At the foot of Pingxi Mountain, the king meets the king.