Chapter 208 More and more people are coming from the mountain

"In the third month of spring, the Yu family hid their magic skills in a jewel, placed it in a green crow, dug it out for the servants, and presented it to the young master for repair. At that time, thunder and fire came out, the house collapsed, and the repair ended."

Li Yuanyun had grown up a lot, his black hair was tied up, and he had the appearance of a young man. He looked up at the half-burned wooden slip, with a sour feeling in his eyes, and continued to write:

"There are many lamentations from the common people, and every family is humble. Then they know that the Yu family's young master, Gao, is cruel and vicious."

Li Jingtian was pregnant, leaning on the desk and squinting sleepily. Chen Donghe had already gone back to the mountain to take care of his wife. He took two oranges and peeled them under the sunset. The pale golden sunset fell on the middle-aged man's white robe. Several golden spots lit up.

"Auntie, take a look."

Li Yuanyun presented the finished book and silk. Li Jingtian looked at it and said softly:

"Can."

Li Yuanyun took it again and checked it twice before putting down the pen. He picked up the half of the burnt wooden slip and looked at it. The words on it were burnt black and only scattered strokes remained. He turned it over carefully and there were still some marks on the side. Several complete words are a signature.

"...gift to brother cloud"

Li Yuanyun was still looking at the wooden slip in his hand. Li Jingtian on the side took the orange from Chen Donghe and whispered:

"Yun'er, in this current situation, there is no one in charge of the family. You have to go down the mountain and do something..."

Li Jingtian's words were straightforward. Li Yuanyun knew that Li Jingtian was asking him if he wanted to be the head of the family. He shook his head and replied:

"My nephew doesn't have this idea. Firstly, my nephew doesn't like to take care of things. Secondly, Brother Jiao is here. He has a spiritual power and is more suitable than me."

"After all, mortals are too weak in front of immortal cultivators. If a mortal is allowed to take care of this cultivator who practices fetal breathing, I'm afraid it will damage the majesty of my family."

After Li Yuanyun expressed his concerns, Li Jingtian nodded slightly and replied softly:

"Too."

She looked at Li Yuanyun who was lowering his head to read, and continued:

"It's just that you're old enough. If you stay in the mountains all year round, I'm afraid you won't find the woman you like..."

After saying this, he turned to look at Chen Donghe, who was peeling oranges obediently, and asked:

"Is there any spiritual orifice of the right age at the foot of the mountain?"

Chen Donghe raised his head, thought for a while, and replied warmly:

"No, I haven't grown up yet."

Li Jingtian thought about it for a few breaths, then gave up, leaning on the desk and squinting his eyes sleepily. Li Yuanyun and Chen Donghe both fell silent. For a while, the sunset in the courtyard was golden, and the only sound left was her even breathing.

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"The head of the family."

Li Xiewen still had a white cloth tied on his forehead. He cupped his hands towards Li Xuanxuan and whispered:

"Shan Yue sent someone."

"oh."

Li Xuanxuan raised his eyebrows, his face still looked like he was in his thirties, but his expression was quite tired, and he looked much older. He thought for a moment and asked:

"What happened to the heirs that Mo Li left behind in the Li family?"

Li Xuanxuan and Li Xiewen were old partners. Although they had not run a household for a while, they were still familiar with the road. Li Xiewen had made preparations before going up the mountain and said respectfully without thinking:

"All the disciples are only three or five years old. They don't see much. They study together in the school of the children of the clan."

"I understand, let someone come up."

Li Xiewen exited in response, and Li Xuanxuan sat back down, polished the ink, spread out the talisman paper, and began to draw the talisman.

Li Xuanxuan is currently dealing with affairs on the mountain. It takes a while to go up and down the mountain, and he also has to pass through the Riyi Xuanguang Formation, which is a lot of trouble. He finished drawing the talisman in front of him and waited for another stick of incense before Li Xiewen received it. They entered the small courtyard.

The second talisman in Li Xuanxuan's hand had not been finished yet. The bright red brush strokes were outlined on the light yellow talisman paper. The messenger did not dare to make a sound and knelt on the ground and waited tremblingly for a moment. Only then did Li Xuanxuan draw the pen. Lift, he breathed a sigh of relief and nodded with satisfaction.

Li Xuanxuan's success rate in drawing talismans is now 23 out of 10. He has succeeded twice in a row, which is really rare. He thought to himself:

"Since I made a breakthrough in Qi training and mastered the "Dongquan Che Ling Jue", this technique is very consistent with the talisman technique, and I have become more and more comfortable in drawing talismans!"

Then he raised his head to look at the messenger and saw that he was dressed in white with a layer of linen on top. Li Xuanxuan whispered:

"Why did the messenger come?"

"The King of Shanyue was extremely sad when he heard that the young master Xiu had been killed, so he asked his subordinates to bring tributes and offered 360 slaves to bury the young master..."

Now that Shanyue has become a vassal, the envoy no longer dared to call Huo Moli the king of my family. Instead, he called him the King of Shanyue. He also called himself a vassal and kept his attitude low. After hearing this, Li Xuanxuan frowned and said in a deep voice:

"My family doesn't like to be buried in martyrdom, so just send the slave back."

"yes."

The envoy was struck by bad luck and kowtowed hurriedly and knelt on the ground. Seeing this, Li Xuanxuan raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Anything else?"

The messenger was sweating profusely, his white clothes clinging to his body, exposing his rough bronze skin with moisture, and he replied:

"The king of Shanyue has sorted out the affairs of the country these days, and the people's livelihood has stabilized. He feels lonely and lonely without a son and a half daughters to serve him. His four sons and one daughter are still in the east, so he thinks about... and then thinks about... Go back as soon as possible..."

The envoy knelt down and trembled, but Li Xuanxuan said nothing, stared at him quietly, and thought to himself:

"Sumori probably didn't notice any problems with the technique. He was just wondering if he could take back one or two of these protons and train them."

Li Xuanxuan raised his head and whispered:

"Then take the princess back."

The envoy below hesitated slightly. He didn't care about his daughter. He just wanted to bring back a few men, but he didn't dare to say more. He stood up as if he was being pardoned and said continuously:

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Um."

Li Xuanxuan responded, and the man hurriedly stepped back. Li Xiewen stepped forward and handed over a piece of cloth.

"Several spiritual objects presented by Dongshan Yue are recorded above. Most of them are fetal breath level things."

Li Xuanxuan took it and looked at it, made a mental assessment, sneered, and whispered:

"Ling Ling always seems to be a lot. If you add them all together, there won't be more than three spirit stones. Judging from the information we have found out, it won't be easy for Shamori either."

Li Xiewen nodded, while Li Xuanxuan took out another piece of talisman paper, sketched it with a vermilion pen, and thought to himself:

"Moli won't be able to discover the sequelae of this technique for a while. When he has been married for more than ten years, he will definitely find something wrong, and then he will be anxious to find a son."

Li Xuanxuan's eyes reappeared in front of Li Xuanxuan's eyes. He was holding a sledgehammer with thunderous appearance. He felt a little worried in his heart and thought deeply:

"If Father Zhong fails to break through, just surround and kill this person. "Purple Thunder Secret Yuan Gong" is a profound skill after all. Although this person swallowed miscellaneous energy, it should not be underestimated. After all, Shan Yue has a lot of power. With a population of 100,000, a riot at a critical moment can be a disaster."