Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Kong Tingyun stood in the sky, and the townspeople at the foot of the mountain were bustling. They all looked up at her. They were not very scared. She looked around and asked:

"Your family's territory is not large, but the population is prosperous, and there are many monks with fetal breath and miscellaneous energy."

Li Xijun nodded and said a few words, and Kong Tingyun reminded:

"The more people and monks there are, the better. They still need to be controlled."

Kong Tingyun was also kind-hearted and very tactful. Li Xijun also nodded in reply and said warmly:

"Thank you, senior, for reminding me that my family is already screening for spiritual talents. It is rare for ordinary talents to enter my family."

The two of them were talking, and the middle-aged man from Xuanyuemen had completed the survey and came back with a calm tone:

"I report to you, Peak Master, that the fire veins here are auspicious. You can draw them from the earth veins. You will get a flat earth evil fire. You can refine weapons and make elixirs. The gas extraction will be slower."

"After all, we are by the lake, so this is not bad."

The middle-aged man stepped back. Kong Tingyun praised and asked:

"If there is no problem, bring out this fire vein."

"Senior can arrange it."

Li Xijun saluted, and Kong Tingyun tilted her head slightly to indicate that the middle-aged man had to be ordered to go down, and everyone started busy. His elder brother Li Xi'an stepped forward and asked a few questions, bowed to Kong Tingyun, and then stepped back to contact the middle-aged man.

Li Xijun couldn't let Kong Tingyun wait, so he politely led him to Qingdu Mountain. As soon as Kong Tingyun sat down, he asked:

"I heard that the nobles have a Lei Xiu who is a sister. I wonder if I can meet her."

"Senior, Aunt Qinghong has gone into seclusion to break through and build the foundation."

Kong Tingyun whispered softly:

"It's a pity. In recent years, several thunder techniques have appeared in the world. There is also a thunder cultivator in the Yu family. I, Xuanyue, have also heard about it."

She paused and smiled:

"I made a bet with several of my classmates that Lei Xiu of the Li family should be the first to build the foundation. Now it seems to be a 100% certainty."

Li Xijun paid attention and did not dare to say more to her. He listened silently, but Kong Tingyun was very interested in talking:

"Then Qingchi Buzi must have been on a whim and fate. He has been wandering around the East China Sea in the past few years and rarely comes back. The East Fire Cave Heaven is controlled by the Jin Yu Sect."

"Qingchi Dongtian must not be able to stand it any longer. He said that a late-stage cultivator from the Purple Mansion, called Master Sui Guan, is coming down to suppress the sect."

Li Xijun nodded as he listened, slightly frightened in his heart, but very at ease on his face, and asked:

"In the later period of Zifu...Shangzong really has a profound foundation."

"Of course it's profound."

Kong Tingyun curled her lips and whispered:

"Thirty-six monks in the Qingchi Peak have successfully built the foundation every ten years. In the past five hundred years, Zi Mansion with the last name Chi has produced four. Although the Qingchi Cave is probably only the size of a county, there are more of them. With the blessings of heaven and earth, guess how many Zifus there are in it?"

"It's amazing."

Li Xijun praised impartially and bowed his head in silence, while Kong Tingyun leaned on her seat and played with golden beads. After waiting for a while, Wutu Mountain shook, and Kong Tingyun said:

"The fire veins have begun to activate. My senior brother will stay with the nobles for a year and a half to regulate the veins and take care of them for three years. It seems that Li Yuanjiao will not be able to come out for a while, so I won't wait any longer."

She stretched out her jade hand and said:

"Can you please give me back my [Jade Yuan] now?"

Only then did Li Xijun know the name of the array, took it out, reluctantly handed it to Kong Tingyun, and said respectfully:

"Senior, can this array be rented?"

Kong Tingyun saw the hope in his eyes, smiled softly, and replied:

"It's difficult. I have an order in the sect. I'm going to the East China Sea, and my whereabouts are uncertain... Besides, when I get to the island, I need this formation to protect myself against the enemy, so I can't lend it out."

Kong Tingyun put away the formation disk, and Li Xijun apologized and sent it out of the Li family's territory, and then came back in the cold wind.

There is a large open space on the top of Wutu Mountain. There are many light red lines carved on the smooth ground, and a large mouth in the middle is spitting out thick smoke.

Li Ximing on the side was holding a jade gourd, and as soon as the black smoke rose, it was absorbed into it. Next to the pit stood the middle-aged man, holding a spell to control the formation.

The Xuanyue disciple had a dead look on his face, looking at the fire in his hand. When Li Xijun stood down, he moved his expression slightly and said hoarsely:

"I have met my Taoist friend Kong Guxun in Xuanyue."

"Qingdu Li Xijun."

Li Xijun replied calmly, and Kong Guxun nodded and continued to control the fire pulse.

Li Ximing on the side also had the ability to control fire. He was itching to see it, but he couldn't expose it, so he couldn't bear to take action. Li Xijun looked at it for a while, but didn't find any clues. His brother Li Xi'ao had already come up with the wind.

He has regular features and a tall body, a head taller than his younger brother. He always has a serious look on his face and whispers:

"Jun'er, that monk is leaving!"

He is more than ten years older than his brothers and is close to the age of a father. Li Yuanyun has always been raised by him regardless of his family, so he calls everyone by their nickname.

After all, Li Qinghong listened to the monk's advice. She went to Tianlei Peak, and Li Xijun sent people to watch the monk closely. Now after hearing the news, she hurriedly said:

"Was it stopped?"

Li Xiya said helplessly:

"I stopped you, but the monk refused to obey."

Li Xijun took his brother out and saw a ball of golden light on the lake. Several monks from the Li family were surrounding him.

Xu Gongming was the first to bear the brunt, holding a pair of short halberds in his hands and wearing half a mask on his face to cover up the magical injuries he suffered from the demonic disaster. Over the years, he has been a blessing in disguise and has made rapid progress. He has reached the fifth level of Qi training.

Behind him were two rookies - An Siming and An Siwei. One held a gun and the other held a sword. They both had Qi training skills and were protecting the left and right wings.

An Yuyan was not very successful, but he gave birth to a good son. Although these two brothers are not as talented as An Jingming back then, they are still Qi practitioners in their 25th and 20th century. They are both sensible and always low-key.

Monk Kong Heng was surrounded by everyone. He squinted his narrow eyes, held the Zen staff in his white hands, and spoke softly. Li Xijun's eyesight was very strong, and he could tell what he said:

"Why did you stop the young monk?"

Li Xijun sighed secretly and thought:

"It appeared a little early, and I haven't moved around for a few years. It's hard to explain the past."

Then, with a thought, he tugged at the corner of his brother's clothes and whispered:

"Brother, please let them disperse first and lead Kong Heng to Qingdu Mountain."

Li Xi'ao was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Li Xijun beside him had reached the fifth level of Qi training. He was happy and surprised, and obeyed the order, while Li Xijun rode the wind and fell back to the mountain.

He found a small forest on Qingdu Mountain, set up a few stone benches and tables, and Li Xijun silently made tea.

The Li family had figured out Kong Heng's temperament over the years, and Li Xijun was not afraid that he would not come. After waiting for a while, Kong Heng followed him to the mountain with the wind.

The monk was stunned for a moment, looked at him in disbelief, said two long, unknown titles, and said:

"My little friend's cultivation has improved rapidly."

"Just good luck."

Li Xijun responded. Kong Heng and he had only met a few times many years ago, and it was still within the understandable range. Kong Heng quickly changed the topic back and said politely:

"The young monk is going out for a trip, so I ask fellow Taoist monks to let me go."

Li Xijun had already grasped his character, stared directly into his eyes, and said solemnly:

"The master practices Shi Zongzheng Dharma. I only want to ask the master one question, but he went to Tianlei Peak!"

Kong Heng was stunned for two breaths, then nodded with a wry smile, while Li Xijun said kindly:

"My elders are breaking through the foundation building there, and it was the mage who suggested it. Now they go there without saying a word. If you can't give a reason, I can't let you go."

Kong Heng sighed in a low voice and could only say:

"The young monk is practicing the ancient method. There is an opportunity for a breakthrough. I hope my Taoist friends can help me. Since my Taoist friends believe in me, please let me go. I will only practice at the foot of Tianlei Peak."

Li Xijun looked at Kong Heng's sincere eyes and gritted his teeth and said:

"It's not that I don't want to fulfill Master. It's really hard to tell whether this excuse is true or false. Xi Jun can't gamble."

After saying this, he pressed his sword on it and said again:

"Does the mage have to go?"

Kong Heng stared at him with his slender eyes, nodded and said:

"good."

As soon as he finished speaking, the [Green Ox Nesting River Formation] on Qingdu Mountain was suddenly activated, and nine rays of green light rose up and intertwined. Li Xijun also drew his sword and stood up. The sword light pointed directly at Kong Heng and whispered:

"Master, stop this thought and let it go!"

Golden light also rose from Kong Heng's body, his hands jingled, his face sank like water, he resisted Li Xijun's sword light, and replied:

"If the young monk says anything deceptive, my cultivation will be ruined!"

Li Xijun slashed with his sword, throwing out several sword energy as white as frost, which were blocked by his Zen staff one by one. A huge patterned green bull had already lit up behind Kong Heng, and its hooves were in the air, about to step on his back. .

Being in the formation, Kong Heng couldn't even ride the wind and leave. He could only draw his staff and turn around to resist. He was kicked back a few steps, lost a move, and became even more passive.

Li Xijun had already cast a spell, and a cold light emitted from his hand, along with several threads of white threads, which were wrapped around Kong Heng's body, and he spoke again:

"Does the Master have other intentions?! My family doesn't want to offend Buddhism. If I could tell him, I would not kill the Master and let him go north!"

When he drank these words, a bright white light appeared in his eyes, and he looked carefully at the change of Kong Heng's expression, and saw that his face was blue and white due to the cold, and the green bull had already hit him, but he still gritted his teeth and said:

"Kong Heng is full of sincerity and never deceives!"

"Bang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the spells, green bull, and sword energy in front of him all dispersed. Kong Heng stumbled. Li Xijun quickly helped him up and whispered:

"Xi Jun doesn't dare to believe it. I hope the Master can be considerate... The family was very miserable by the angry Maha. We really can't let it happen a second time..."

Kong Heng didn't react for a while and looked at him blankly. Li Xijun said:

"Please ask the mage to wait outside the formation. I'll ask Senior Wu Shao to send the mage over!"

Kong Heng was immediately overjoyed. Under the repeated impact, he couldn't even maintain the expression on his face for a while, and kept saying:

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for making it possible! Thank you, fellow Taoist, for making it possible!"

The opportunity for breakthrough was lost and found, and the critical moment of life and death suddenly turned into an imminent breakthrough. Even though the monk had been cultivating his mind for many years, he couldn't restrain himself for a moment and said seriously:

"From now on, if the nobles have any request, Kong Heng will do it personally! If Brother Xijun has any request, Kong Heng will fight to the death!"

Kong Heng was very transparent. He really owed Li Xijun a favor. He left a message of "Don't worry!" and went out happily.

Then he disappeared, and the young man in black slowly walked out of the shadows. Li Xijun said softly:

"Senior, please go and keep an eye on him... If there is any abnormality, someone from the Yuan family will be watching. Let's talk to them first."

"good."

Li Wushao glanced at him with some lingering fear, and went out in the same way, leaving only Li Xijun. His expression changed several times, and he threw the sword in his hand towards the branch with a downcast expression.

"Tuk!"

The sword was stuck in the pine wood and was still buzzing. Li Xijun rubbed his eyebrows:

"If something happens...I will never be redeemed by death!"

Li Xijun has always judged people very accurately, so among the people in the Li family, he is the one who trusts Kong Heng the most and has the most favorable impression of Kong Heng. He spent a lot of time on this, just to give an explanation for his defensiveness.

The monk's thoughts were clear, and his eyes were full of gratitude before he left. Li Xijun, in order to do favors, picked up and put them down lightly, and put them down very simply.

"If Kong Heng really matches his words and deeds, you can trust him a little more in the future..."

Having said that, now that Kong Heng has really gone, the pressure remains on Li Xijun. He is obviously sure, but his cheeks are sweating because the stakes are too heavy.

He called someone up and said tiredly:

"Is the ancestor not out of seclusion yet?"

Li Yuanjiao's retreat this time was a serious healing process, not an ordinary retreat. Otherwise, he would have been called out when Kong Tingyun came, instead of not daring to disturb him and restraining him like now.

Seeing his confidant shaking his head, Li Xijun took a long breath and said to himself:

"If...if he harmed my aunt, even if Jun kills himself, he will not be able to atone for his crime."

He didn't dare to think about it, so he just sat blankly on the stone bench in the forest. After a few breaths, he saw Li Ximing coming over in a hurry and said hurriedly:

"What's going on! Why did you open the big formation!"

Li Xijun opened his mouth, but did not speak after all. Li Ximing became even more indecisive. If he told him about this matter, it would just add another person to worry and mess up the situation.

At the moment he just sighed:

"Nothing...nothing...you practice well and leave the rest to me."

…

It rarely snows in Yishan City, and the sky is covered with snowflakes. Li Xuanfeng is wearing golden armor and holding a long bow in his hand, standing quietly on the city wall.

It took him decades of practice to complete the cultivation of [Clear Eyes Spiritual Pupil]. The magic light in his eyes flowed and swept through the heavy snow. He just stood quietly on the city wall, and the monsters outside the city retreated a lot. Trembling.

Li Xuanfeng's reputation in the Yue Kingdom was not very great, but he was like a thunderbolt in southern Xinjiang. When the [Jin Geng Gang String] bow sounded and arrows came, he was seriously injured even if he was not dead. He had already killed many demon generals.

Li Xuanfeng only watched with concentration and did not move. The years did not leave many traces on his face, but they wreaked havoc on his mind and thoughts. Today, his wild posture can no longer be seen on the surface.

Li Xuanfeng stood for a moment, and a clear light came from the north and fell next to him. It was a woman, wearing a mysterious feather coat, her waist was plain, tied with white gauze, her eyebrows were a little melancholy, and she whispered:

"Husband..."