Xuanjian Immortal Clan

"Taoist Jinzhu..."

The monk stopped and said with some doubts:

"Fellow Taoist, Taoist has already gone to Fenkuai Island, and there is no way to prove it. It's a pity."

His tone wavered slightly, but he was afraid that a few people were deliberately taking advantage of Cheng Jinzhu's absence to ask questions, so he finally said in a deep voice:

"The three of them have other credentials. If not, I'm afraid we can't let them go based on one-sided words."

Li Xizhi suddenly felt embarrassed. There was a high probability that Jianmen would not sell off the Qingchi Sect's reputation. If he took out the Qingchi Jade Order at this time, it would have no effect. The repetition would be even more suspicious.

He held the sword and was about to speak when Li Qinghong behind him had already taken a step forward. A clear thunder appeared in his hand, and the purple rays spun around in his hand like a swimming fish. He said softly:

"Li Qinghong, who is here at Wangyue Lake, is practicing the ancient method of thunder. I wonder if I can prove it..."

After hearing this, the monk looked carefully at the thunderbolt in her hand. After calculating the details, he finally relaxed, thought for a while, and said softly:

"Since it is the Li family, my Jianmen also has a reason to help one or two. I see that several fellow Taoists are injured. There happen to be a few seniors in the sect who are going to the Western Plains of Wu State. Why don't you all go together and watch the moon on the way? Boating under the lake?"

'Jianmen's behavior is extremely upright...'

How could Li Xizhi not hear his arrangement? Since we couldn't identify the real followers and they didn't look like evildoers, we took advantage of the situation and sent them all the way to the Li family for questioning. They would find out if they were some kind of demonic cultivator pretending to be a demon cultivator, as long as they were paired with the Li family, there would be problems.

This recipe is a good method, but it is really troublesome for Jianmen. Li Xizhi thought that if he guarded the ferry, he would at most be able to keep a few people away. He would not go to such trouble to do these things. .

Li Quantao nodded. He had a good impression of Jianmen and only used secret methods to persuade him:

"Brother Zhi, Jianmen has been an upright person for many years and will not harm me..."

"Then it will trouble your faction."

Li Xizhi responded, and the monk's face became as gentle as the spring breeze thawing, and he said softly:

"Then come with me quickly. If you miss the time, it will be really troublesome."

Several people followed him forward and flew over the ferry. The architectural style of Wanyu Sword Gate is unique, sharp and exquisite, and has the style of a swordsman. The attics are often connected by corridors, with high eaves and teeth, which is very eye-catching.

The large boat of Jianmen was parked on the ferry. In front of the boat stood a sword cultivator, wearing a simple black robe, carrying a long sword Bai Mingming behind him, with narrow eyes and long eyebrows, looking to the west. .

"Little uncle!"

The monk who led a few people over called out and told the situation in a low voice. The handsome swordsman turned around in surprise and asked:

"Qingdu Li family?"

He smiled slightly, and the white sword on his body swayed slightly. The handsome swordsman asked:

"I haven't seen you for many years, and I don't know how Brother Yuanjiao is doing? He once said that he would come to visit when he had the opportunity, but there was no news about him."

Li Xizhi was slightly shocked when he heard this unexpectedly, and had to answer:

"My father died in the [Mirage Sky]...it's been eighteen years now."

Cheng Hua was stunned and asked again:

"Killed by whom?"

"Tang Shedu..."

Cheng Mao stood with his hands folded, paused for a breath, observed Li Xizhi's appearance, and then said:

"Are you his heir? No need to wait in this cloud, come on the boat..."

He waved the people from the Sword Sect to retreat, led a few people into the sword boat, and sat down in front of the case. Someone immediately came forward to serve tea. Cheng Huao said in a deep voice:

"I was cultivating sword essence in the East China Sea for twenty years. I never thought of so many things... It's a pity..."

Li Xizhi didn't know what Li Yuanjiao's relationship was with this person, and he didn't dare to say more. Then he saw Cheng Hua exhaled and whispered:

"Now that Tang She has been shot and killed by Senior Xuan Feng, he understands the cause and effect!"

After hearing this, Li Xizhi felt as if a big stone had been lifted from his heart, and he was relieved. Cheng Mao then asked:

"How many of them are members of the Li family?"

"This is Li Qinghong, the younger sister of Li Yuanjiao..."

Li Qinghong answered warmly, Cheng Huao nodded in a friendly manner, and Li Quantao was slightly embarrassed and said in a low voice:

"Chen Feng of Qingchi Mansion, Li Quantao."

Cheng Yaoben held up the teapot and poured tea into the cup. After hearing these words, he slowly raised his head and put down the teapot in his hand. He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked:

"Who are you Li Encheng?"

"It's my father..."

Li Quantao's voice trembled slightly when he said this, so Cheng Huao nodded and said kindly:

"Those are our own people...you're welcome."

Li Quantao's chest straightened slightly and his face became rosy. Cheng Huo looked at him twice and said softly:

"Master Guan Xue had a good relationship with my Jianmen back then and had many supporters. Although the nobles voted for Qingchi, their feelings are still there. There is no need to be polite to Quantao."

The previous few people didn't understand this at all, but after Yu Yuwei's earlier reminder, they quickly realized:

"The real person from Hongxuemen!"

Li Quantao was stunned, holding the cup tightly with one hand. Cheng Huo glanced at him and said warmly:

"It doesn't have to be like this...no matter who it is...even Sword Immortal Donghua is not perfect, and not all those who surrounded and killed him back then were evil people. Some of the entanglements have nothing to do with good or evil, but are just a trick of fate."

His words were so enlightening that Li Quantao's eyes turned red, and the depression in his heart dissipated. He slowly took a sip of tea and asked:

"Senior, can you tell me...what happened to my real family?"

Cheng Mao nodded gently, put one hand on the case, and said softly:

"When Donghua fell, Changzhen's wonderful magic was scattered, and all the things that originally existed in Taixu by virtue of magic fell down. The sky was really filled with crystals and brilliance."

"There was a big fight on the lake and chaos broke out. Master Guan Xue got the fairy sword and secretly held it in his arms. He didn't dare to return to his sect and ran all the way to the west. He didn't dare to escape into Taixu and kept running towards the Kingdom of Wu. "

Cheng Yao showed emotion and said softly:

"It is said that the sword is called 'Xili'. It is really an immortal sword."

"When they arrived at Xunyang Pond in Wu Kingdom, Guan Xue was seriously injured and had to stop and was about to find a place to retreat. However, the fairy sword jumped out of his arms and circled around his neck, causing his body and head to separate. .”

"Zhenren Guanxue was caught off guard, wrapped in sword energy, and did not dare to move a step. He stood alone on the pool and died soon after. The immortal sword escaped into Taixu and was never seen again."

Since he said it was an immortal sword, Li Quantao naturally did not ask why the Zifu monk died after his head was chopped off. Instead, he thanked:

"Thank you, senior, for informing me."

Cheng Mao just nodded and replied:

"I am going to meet guests in Ganzi County in the Great Western Plateau this time. I can't talk to you much. When you have time, you can come and sit at my Jianmen."

Li Quantao nodded naturally, and they drank tea for a while. Jianxiu pointed to the soles of his feet and said softly:

"Wangyue Lake has arrived."

A monk from the Li family had come to check, and they were all very happy to see them. Upon seeing this, Cheng Yao nodded, sent the three of them out, and said softly:

"I will practice in Ganzi County in the Great Western Plateau for the next few years. If any of you come to the West, you can come and sit here."

After he finished speaking, he raised the sword boat again, returned to the boat, sat down, filled his cup of tea, and meditated silently.

'What a coincidence...Li Quantao actually walked with the Qingdu Li family...'

The sword cultivator sipped his tea and thought thoughtfully:

"That's right...Qingdu Li is Wei Li, and Hongxue Li is also Wei Li. It's normal to support each other."

…

It's called Shuiling.

Demonic clouds rolled in the sky, thunder roared, everything was dark, and only dots of light echoed in the sky.

The rustling rain kept falling, and Li Xuanfeng rode the wind to rest above the black water. The magic smoke on the water was billowing. The abnormality of Murong En's death had dissipated, but the black smoke gradually thickened, revealing a scene that blocked the sky and the sun.

This place is already at the edge of Shuiling, and it looks more natural. The color of the water has turned gray. Li Xuanfeng looked at it from a distance. The middle-aged man next to him had an ordinary appearance. He had two gourds tied around his waist and was wearing a vine armor. Twinkle.

This person is none other than Lingu Rao, the high-ranking cultivator of Qingchi who guards the South China Sea all year round. The man’s voice is hoarse and he says in a deep voice:

"Fellow Daoist Xuanfeng, can we still move forward?"

In fact, Ling Gurao became famous earlier. In terms of seniority, he is more suitable to Li Tongya's generation. However, he has stayed in Nanhai all year round and has no social contacts. There is no need to care about this in this pass, so he has always been treated as a Taoist friend. .

Lin Gurao didn't know what medicine Yuan Xiu had given Li Xuanfeng, but it had only been three months. He was worried that he was still injured, so he asked specifically, and the man nodded and said:

"Fellow Taoist, don't worry."

Li Xuanfeng saw Zhu Zhenren kill Murong En that day. Relics fell from the sky, heavy rain poured down, lightning flashed and thunder, but he did not have the chance to stay longer. He was quickly taken back to Bianyan Mountain by Zhenren Yuan Xiu.

Yuan Xiu still had a straight face, took out a strange wooden bottle from his arms, and ordered:

"You were not seriously injured this time, but after all, you were injured by Maha's method, both mentally and physically. There is a drop of [Golden Treasure Dew] in this bottle. If you take it, you will be able to break through the barrier within three months. You will be able to recover by then." I will ask you to do something.”

Li Xuanfeng naturally accepted the medicine and took it in the cave. It was worthy of being used by the Zifu. Within three months, his injuries were indeed better. After further questioning, it turned out that he had suffered heavy losses.

"Zhuang Cheng sent by the Golden Feather Sect was seriously injured, Lin Shouye lost his life, Hook Snake from the neighboring valley Lanying died, and he himself disappeared. There is no news about the rest..."

Not only were people on all sides lost, but Qingchi's defense line also shrunk a lot. It originally had Yanshan as the center, Yanshanguan on one side, and Baixiang Valley and Xianhu on the other, occupying most of the Xu Kingdom.

Now both sides have suffered heavy losses. Baiguang Valley in the east is better off and has retreated to the edge of Yushan Mountain. Yanshan Pass in the west has retreated directly to the river bank. Only one side, Yanshan Mountain, is still in the middle of Xu Kingdom. Several lines of defense are connected together, which is only four One-third of Xu State.

What's worse is that the Jingbo Gao family has been added to the northern manpower. The Zifu in Taixu must also be under a lot of pressure. Fortunately, the Gao family is on the side of Jinyu Sect, so Qingchi does not have to face this demon clan directly.

Li Xuanfeng visited Shuiling this time. Firstly, it was an order from the sect, and secondly, he wanted to find traces of his family members. If he calculated well, his neighbor Gu Rao probably had the same idea.

The two of them shuttled through the magic smoke for a while, and the few Qi practitioners flying in the magic soil naturally couldn't find their traces. The two circled around the edge twice. Lin Gurao's voice was slightly lower, and his magic power reached Li Xuanfeng's ears. :

"Fellow Daoist Xuanfeng, I have a doubt, I don't know whether I should talk about it..."

Li Xuanfeng glanced at him lightly, his spiritual consciousness kept searching back and forth on the ground, and replied with his magic power:

"Fellow Taoist, please tell me."

Lin Gurao's voice was slightly hoarse and he whispered:

"I heard that fellow Taoist received a reward previously. It was an unheard-of elixir, known as the [Gengjin Three Qi Pill]. I wonder what its magical effect is?"

Li Xuanfeng guessed that he wanted to ask about this, but couldn't answer him, so he could only apologize:

"This medicine was given by the real person. I can't say it casually without the real person's permission."

Lin Gurao's eyes were slightly smaller, but they revealed a calm and calculating air. He looked at him deeply and said in a deep voice:

"Shang Zong wants to send me to recover the Baixiang Valley and Xianhu Lake to prevent the northern demonic cultivators and the Jiangnan and East China Sea demonic cultivators from colluding with each other to communicate and progress... and attack them together..."

Li Xuanfeng said calmly:

"Fellow Taoist is strong enough and I will definitely live up to everyone's expectations... It's a pity that I'm not strong enough. The attack on Shuiling failed, but I was injured instead. The sect wants me to rest more, so I can't go with my fellow Taoist."

Lingu Rao's attention was always focused on him, as if he was more certain about certain guesses because of his words. He lowered his eyebrows and replied:

"Xuan Feng is being humble. Fellow Taoist has already established an extraordinary foundation. Naturally, I can't compare with you."

"When the rewards from the sect come out, fellow Taoists will also be able to greatly improve their strength."

Li Xuanfeng continued, and Lingu Rao immediately took a deep breath. The guess that had troubled him for a long time was finally confirmed. His expression remained unchanged and he continued to preach:

"Thank you, fellow Taoist."

Li Xuanfeng had already guessed a lot of things to this day, but they just needed to be confirmed. The next reward that Lin Gurao received could also confirm his suspicions, and he only said politely:

"Until then, fellow Taoist disciples will have more discussions with me."

"That's natural."

The two flew for a while, transferring magic power to each other and talking. Soon they saw the magic cloud rolling, the black water in front of them gradually turned into blue, and the magic energy in the air became thinner and thinner.

Lin Gurao took out a thin piece of gauze and threw it lightly into the air. It immediately enveloped the two people's figures, covering them up so that even ordinary foundations could not be noticed.

The two of them flew along the blue water for a while, and finally the power of the foundation-building monks emerged, and they could even feel the familiar aura, which was the orthodoxy of the Southern Zifu Golden Pill.

The demonic path in the north also has many ways to practice the Zifu Golden Pill, so much so that it accounts for a large proportion of the demonic cultivation. However, the practice is more extreme and often takes blood energy, which makes the practice faster and more convenient.

Even in the eyes of northern monks, the Zifu Jindan Dao is originally a branch of the demonic path, and is often referred to as the "Purple Gold Demonic Path". As for the demonic path in the south of the Yangtze River, the "Different Mansion Tonglu" is called the "Tianfei Demonic Path" in the north. , in the final analysis, it is just a matter of stance.

Therefore, when monks from the north and the south fight, they often call each other the devil. Unless they practice the ancient immortal way of cultivating the spirit and cultivating the spirit, there will be people who will denounce them as the devil wherever they go.

Today I was knocked unconscious by Qianlong boss's silver again, two more!

The update is not very good^ I can only try my best to tell the story as wonderfully as possible... Thank you very much for your support. I will take a little time today and will update tomorrow.