Xuanjian Immortal Clan

East China Sea.

Among the four seas, the Eastern Sea is the largest, with rolling waves and clear water. There are often various monsters riding on the wind and riding the waves on the sea.

The monsters in the East China Sea are the most prosperous, led by the dragon genus, and each has built a deep-sea palace, which has become the most vibrant environment in the four seas.

The islands are scattered and dotted. The closer you get to Lin'an County of Yue Kingdom, the larger and wider the islands become. There are scattered cultivators and sects everywhere, and there are more demon cultivators and strangers and witch cultivators. It can be called a chaos.

In addition, there are many monsters in the East China Sea, and killings are taking place every day. Sixty percent of the raw materials for monsters in the country come from the East China Sea and the South China Sea. The country has a vast territory, and spiritual rice is widely grown and exported overseas for mutual benefit. It has been a thousand years.

The sects in the East China Sea are also always thinking about moving to the mainland. Many of the three sects and seven sects of the Yue Kingdom established their purple mansions in the East China Sea and moved to the mainland.

In the deep sea water, after passing through layers of mysterious forbidden formations, you will see a cliff on the seabed, with corals all over the ground, broken walls and ruins, and rubbles all over the ground.

Xiao Chuting was sitting cross-legged, dressed in gray clothes, with a calm face, facing the shining stone wall. The stone wall was crystal clear and sparkling, with rows of small golden characters appearing on it one by one:

"The Nine Arts of Perfect Circle lie in Qingming. The three disasters and nine tribulations are originally given by God. Taixu, wind and fire, and the inspiration is Qi..."

Xiao Chuting looked at it carefully, and the words on the stone wall finished appearing, and a line of large characters reappeared:

""The Wonderful Method of Mixing One Gold Elixir""

Then the lines of small words reappeared, and Xiao Chuting watched silently without saying a word. He had been trapped here for several years, staring at the stone wall every day, without ever feeling a trace of impatience.

"Fellow Daoist Chuting, are you still unwilling to speak?"

Zhang Tianyuan on the side was dressed in gold, standing with his hands behind his back, and said softly:

"This wonderful method is inherited from ancient times before the heavenly changes. You will forget it after reading it. Don't waste your efforts!"

Seeing Xiao Chuting not saying a word and continuing to stare at the stone wall, a trace of impatience finally flashed between Zhang Tianyuan's brows and he said in a deep voice:

"Under the Immortal Wall, not even a few True Lords can detect it. Only you know and I know, so what else is there to worry about?"

"Who is the Zifu who took action when Maha was angry!?"

Xiao Chuting paused, finally looked at him, and said warmly:

"Fellow Taoist Tianyuan, Chu Ting only had a relationship with that senior once. He only knew about that senior's magical powers and knew nothing about the rest."

"Ah!"

Zhang Tianyuan sneered and said in a deep voice:

"Is it possible that that person used his magical power to fight one against eight, just to save Li Tongya's life? The Li family is just a small foundation-building clan, how can they get such a big reputation!"

"Since he is the mastermind behind you and is proficient in the magical power of destiny, he must have some plan!"

He stared at Xiao Chuting deeply and said softly:

"Since fellow Taoist refuses to speak, you and I will continue to waste time to see if that fellow Taoist is willing to help you escape. The Xiao family has a great cause, and without the support of fellow Taoist, I'm afraid it won't last long."

"Fellow Taoist, your words are serious."

Xiao Chuting didn't take his words to heart at all. He could tell at a glance that Zhang Tianyuan was bluffing. He sat firmly and even smiled:

"You and I can sit still, but Qingchi cannot. If Chu Ting thought it right, now Chen Tao has died of shock, and the demonic disaster has gone to the Qimen."

Speaking of Chen Tao's death in shock, Xiao Chuting also flashed a trace of regret in his eyes and continued:

"If I were not in the sea, Chi Buzi and Yuan Yuan alone, such as Chongzhuo and Cave Spring Sound, would not be able to attract so many foundations. If it ruins Zhenjun's affairs, fellow Taoist Tianyuan cannot afford it."

Xiao Chuting's words made Zhang Tianyuan look ugly. The golden robe on his body moved slightly and he said sharply:

"You can calculate... No wonder you hid for five years before coming out. You were just waiting for this opportunity... Okay! Okay..."

Zhang Tianyuan gritted his teeth:

"Design my Zhang family first, and then use the Qingchi Sect, okay! Just go on your dangerous cliff path, let's see how long you can last!"

He flicked his sleeves and his figure disappeared into the distance. The forbidden formations here were densely covered, which were the restrictions left by the Ancient Immortal Sect. They were not allowed to escape into Taixu. Even the monks of the Zifu could only fly honestly.

When Zhang Tianyuan left, Xiao Chuting also stood up and stood with his hands behind his back.

In order to protect the secret of the Li family for the Zifu real person, Xiao Chuting tried his best to use clues to point all the people behind the Li family to him. Now he has offended Zhang Tianyuan severely.

"I hope that senior...has his own plans and arrangements."

…

"Chen Mufeng."

Li Yuanjiao silently picked up the small letter in his hand, read the words above, and looked at the young man half-kneeling in front of him:

"You're less than thirty when your fetal breath peaks, you're really a genius!"

Chen Mufeng lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, and said loudly:

"Brother is the Taoist Immortal Child, Mu Feng is just the light of a firefly, and cannot be compared with the light of the bright moon, my brother."

Chen Mufeng meant what he said sincerely. Li Yuanjiao was only six or seven years older than him and had already reached the seventh level of Qi training, so naturally he couldn't afford to compare.

Li Yuanjiao was slightly startled when he heard his words about clan brother. Then he remembered that Chen Mufeng was the son-in-law of clan uncle Li Qiuyang and the husband-in-law of his clan sister. He was his brother-in-law and could barely be considered a relative.

"Have you thought about what kind of exercises to practice?"

Chen Mufeng bowed again and replied:

"It all depends on the arrangement within the clan!"

"good."

Li Yuanjiao nodded and replied:

"Then let's use the "Jianghe Yiqi Jue"!"

"Thank you clan brother! Thank you family! Mu Feng will die serving the clan..."

Chen Mufeng cocked his ears, waiting for these words. He was overjoyed and bowed excitedly, saying a series of oaths. Li Yuanjiao just waved his hand and said softly:

"Go to Yuan Ping to get the kung fu pills and spiritual energy. There is no need to come back to repay!"

The Li family was definitely good at promoting monks with foreign surnames. Li Yuanjiao himself only practiced the "Jianghe Yiqi Jue", and his strength was much higher than that of the first-level martial arts. Chen Mufeng quickly thanked him and hurriedly left.

Li Yuanjiao watched the young man go down, then looked at Li Xuanxuan beside him, and said softly:

"How does this person compare to Uncle Donghe?"

Li Xuanxuan held a talisman produced by Qingchi, carefully understood the strokes on the upper part, and said:

"It's not as stable as Donghe. Without the hardships, it is inevitable that he will be frivolous and not like my children."

The direct descendants of the Li family knew that they were carrying great treasures and knew that the emperor's methods were ruthless, so they always taught their children the danger of the whole family being destroyed if they were neglected. Therefore, Xi Ming and Xijun were all reserved people, and they were different from the proud young Chen Mufeng. Very different.

In addition to the strict clan laws, the atmosphere in the clan has always been gloomy. Li Yuanjiao was also afraid of going too far. He laughed and said softly:

"That's enough. There must be one or two motivated people in the clan."

While the two were chatting, Xiao Guiluan had returned from the wind. With a puzzled face, he bowed to Li Xuanxuan and said respectfully:

"Father."

Li Xuanxuan waved his hand, stared at her, and said hurriedly:

"What do you mean by Xiao Guitu?"

Xiao Guiluan hesitated for a moment and repeated his brother's words. Li Yuanjiao and Li Xuanxuan were both stunned, looking at her in disbelief and looking at each other.

"My Zifu?!"

Li Yuanjiao was stunned for a few breaths, raised his head with a frown, and said in a deep voice:

"Where did the Zifu come from in my family? If my Li family had a Zifu, how could it still be like this!"

Li Xuanxuan put away the talisman in his hand, vaguely without a clue. Xiao Guiluan himself was also confused. Seeing that Li Yuanjiao's expression did not seem to be fake, he hesitated and said:

"Maybe it's a good thing! It's just that I'm always flustered in my heart, I don't know why."

Li Yuanjiao just silently plated the cup in his hand and whispered:

"No wonder Xiao Guitu was so polite later."

"What to do now?"

Xiao Guiluan asked, but Li Yuanjiao was surprisingly calm. The image of the immortal mirror appeared in his mind for a moment, and he said:

"Just pretend that nothing happens and leave it as it is."

He secretly had a guess in his mind: The Xianjian in his family was of extremely high rank, but he was also good at hiding. Maybe Xiao Chuting couldn't figure out the misunderstanding.

And it was impossible for him to send someone to the Xiao family to defend something. Xiao Guitu believed it or not, and if the matter spread to other people's ears, it would probably cause trouble.

"If Xiao Chuting can come back safely in time... everything will be fine. If he can't come back..."

Li Yuanjiao said this. He always felt in his heart that Xiao Chuting would not easily enter the trapped master. In addition, "Xishang Weng" was very strange. I am afraid he was the only one who set up an ambush for others.

So he shook his head and continued:

"Xiao Chuting will never put himself in danger. I'm afraid it's all a calculated exchange. Don't worry about the Xiao family and prepare to deal with the demon cultivators first."

Seeing that Li Yuanjiao talked about the matter in an understatement, Xiao Guiluan could only nod his head. Suddenly, his mind became clear, and he suddenly felt a little baffled, and he whispered:

"Oops!"

The two of them looked over and saw Xiao Guiluan's face turned pale and he murmured:

"No wonder I'm so panicked! My brother...has been possessed by magical powers...it's Bu Zi! No wonder, I know! I know! Bu Zi met on purpose. No wonder Zi Mansion came in person and forced my brother to meet."

"My brother is just practicing Qi. Bu Zi is already in the middle stage of the Zi Mansion. I only use magical powers to confuse and shake his mind, asking him to ask for help, maybe to see what the Xiao family has behind him!"

Xiao Guiluan was affected by the slightest contact and became confused and panicked. This shows how deep Xiao Guitu's skills are. If it had been someone with a weak mind, he would have collapsed and cried, knelt down and begged for mercy, and vomited a series of secrets. Out.

"What?!"

Li Yuanjiao was just stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately, turned pale with shock, and said:

"What level is the Xiao family's formation?! Does the Xiao family have any means of isolating the inside and outside? If Bu Zi eavesdrops on your brother and sister's conversation, won't he come to my house next!"

Bu Zi is not an ordinary Zifu. If he learns that the Li family has a Zifu, he will definitely visit the Li family in person. Not only does he not have a Zifu at home, there is a secret treasure hidden in the mountain. If the Zifu sees it, he will definitely do it. This is the fate of the entire clan being destroyed.

'If Buzi saw this treasure that swallowed the moonlight from the lunar moon, he wouldn't care about the Qingchi Sect or Dali Mountain. I'm afraid he would immediately massacre my family, rob the treasure and run away! ’

"impossible!"

Xiao Guiluan got rid of the influence of Bu Zi's magical power, became much more awake, and said decisively:

"The main hall of my Xiao family was personally sacrificed by my ancestor! There is a gap between him and Taixu. Even Bu Zi has to condescend to the top of the mountain in person and then enter the hall. There is no way he will hear it."

"Once Taixu is isolated, even the soul lamps of those who died in the sect will not be extinguished immediately, let alone leaving any means to eavesdrop!"

Li Yuanjiao glanced at her, still feeling chills all over his body, and murmured:

"hope……"

…

The water on Wangyue Lake was rippling, and the monk in green clothes fell against the wind and settled on a small island in the lake.

"Wang Yueze."

He stared at the green lake in silence and counted the days. He had not been to this place for more than a hundred years.

According to the records of the Qingchi Sect, the spirit of this place was once the number one in the Yue Kingdom and the treasure land of the Immortal Mansion. It was filled with white mist and thousands of miles of lakes. Five hundred years ago, it plummeted. Later, the siege of Li Jiangqun severely damaged the spirit of this place. Almost to the point of being a ghost.

Master Bu Zi raised his eyes and looked around. His eldest father and uncle both died in that battle. Now he is hundreds of years old. When he saw the lake, he still felt that there was red in the blue.

"The rivers are about to die, the bright moon rises from the east, its color is like frost, the snow falls in the county, and there are thousands of lights on the lake, red and green..."

The number of Zifu who died because of this battle was unclear, and some of them could not destroy his sword spirit even after returning home, slowly waiting to die, but the vision on the lake alone was more spectacular than the previous hundred years combined.

Naturally, Li Jiangqun had no time to transform into a spiritual creature. The three sects divided his body and took it away as if they had found a treasure. The next step was to liquidate the Lingyu Gate and kill those immortal clans.

He woke up from his memories, shook his head, retracted his gaze, extended his spiritual consciousness, and searched the bottom of the lake over and over again.

"Just look for it three times and leave if you don't find it."

The water at the bottom of Wangyue Lake is surging, the terrain is dangerous, and there are many monsters, many of which are foundation-building monsters. They usually run rampant and domineering, but now when they see Master Zifu, they all shrink their heads and kneel in the mud, shivering.

Bu Zi was too lazy to pay attention to them. He searched carefully three times and found nothing. Unable to resist the temptation, Bu Zi added two more times. In the end, he could only shake his head and sigh:

"No chance after all! Where is it so easy to find?"

In fact, all the sects had long since given up on the idea of ​​searching for the Moonlight on Wangyue Lake. Instead of searching for the ruins in the East China Sea, Bu Zi couldn't help but want to go there after hearing Li Xizhi's statement.

"The Zifu who helped the Xiao family didn't force him to come out...perhaps it's Xiao Qianyou's favor. It's better to put Xiao Chuting back first, so as not to mess up things."

Bu Zi glanced at Dali Mountain, flicked his sleeves, and escaped into Taixu.

Seeing Bu Zi go away from Taixu, Lu Jiangxian let out a long sigh of relief:

"Okay, okay...it's not for me."

Immediately after Bu Zi passed by Ding's house and stepped into Wangyue Lake, Lu Jiangxian was immediately alarmed. Seeing this guy's aura, he really thought that he had been exposed for a moment.

Just as he was secretly thinking about whether he could escape from Bu Zi, a mid-level Zifu who had condensed three magical powers, he realized that Bu Zi was just stopping by to look for the lunar moonlight.

"It's just that we can't let the Li family be exposed to Taiyin Yuehua anymore... If another one appears, people from Zifu will come and go from Zifu on this lake every day... I'm afraid the three sects will have to fight over the ownership of Wangyue Lake."

While he was thinking silently, he saw a fluctuation in Taixu, and Bu Zifu, dressed in green clothes, came out of the air again, frightening Lu Jiangxian.

‘This man! What else are you trying to do? ’

With a smile on his face, Bu Zi quietly landed on the lake and looked at the glittering golden formation on Lijing Mountain.

‘Isn’t there another Li family? Then Li Xizhi is just a child with a yellow mouth. Maybe he doesn't know the secrets of the clan. Then there are precious things like Taiyin Yuehua in the cave... maybe there are other treasures! ’

I might write a side story tomorrow. Do you want more updates or a side story?