Chapter 401 Deer Demon Invitation

When the news of Li Jingtian's death came, the entire Li family was in a state of silence. Although she was only a mortal, she was the daughter of Li Xiangping, the sister of Li Xuanfeng, and one of the eldest members of the family.

Chen Donghe rushed back with his wife in his arms, and there was nothing strange about her. Li Yuanjiao greeted her all the way, with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, not saying a word the whole time.

Chen Donghe finally returned. He is now seventy years old. He only started practicing Qi in his thirties. He looks like an old man in his early fifties. He stood straight at the funeral.

Li Qinghong had just learned of the death of her mother Lu Wanrong, and the body of her aunt Li Jingtian was transported back to the Li family. Two relatives passed away one after another. She was in mourning, and her high-spirited face, which had just been broken through, turned full of sadness.

After working hard for more than half a year, Li Qinghong had just made a breakthrough, and his cultivation fluctuated with great joy and sorrow, so he had to retreat to stabilize his cultivation, and Li Yuanjiao was left at home.

Qingdu Mountain.

Li Yuanjiao still led Chen Donghe into Qingdu Mountain. Seeing that he was still energetic and calm, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said politely:

"I have troubled my uncle over the years...Now that the younger generation has grown up one by one, there is no need to let my uncle stay in that desolate and miserable place. The rest of the Qi collection can be left to the younger generation, and my uncle can practice with peace of mind."

"Where is it?"

Chen Donghe first bowed politely, sighed, and replied:

"Who does the family plan to send?"

Li Yuanjiao replied:

"An Junyan has two sons, both of whom are married to my daughter, Li's. Both of them are now in the middle stage of cultivation. They can stand up for themselves and are reliable and loyal. I want them to take turns to gain strength."

Chen Donghe nodded:

"This subordinate will write a letter and give it to Bai Yinzi."

He paused and continued:

"Guyanmiao Bai Yinzi is willing to make friends. He can send a few of his people there to make marriage relatives. In less than twenty years, they should be able to give my family wings and serve as chess pieces deep into the desert."

"good."

Li Yuanjiao happily agreed, and with a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he saw that Chen Donghe in front of him had already reached the eighth level of Qi training, so he said politely:

"My uncle has worked hard over the years and has made great achievements, so he must be rewarded. There is a secret barrier-breaking elixir at home. My uncle took it and took it, breaking through the ninth level of Qi training."

"This... I'm already an old man. It's not worth taking this medicine. I might as well leave it to Xi Ming Xijun..."

Chen Donghe frowned. He said this very sincerely, not in a polite way:

"I'm over seventy years old! So what if I break through the ninth level of Qi training earlier or later? I'd rather leave it to the juniors..."

Li Yuanjiao had no choice but to force the pill into his hand and explained:

"I have already reserved enough for the children...How can my uncle convince the public like this!"

Chen Donghe had no choice but to put it away, recited two Xuanjing spiritual oaths, and went to find a place to retreat.

Li Yuanjiao sat down on the stone bench. A number of old books brought back by Chen Donghe were piled on the table. They were all collected and annotated by Li Jingtian during his lifetime. He put them away and sighed softly.

"Aunt...it's a pity."

He sat in the courtyard for a while, and then a tall man came in and bowed:

"Xi'ao pays homage to the ancestor."

"Um."

Li Yuanjiao raised his hand and used his magic power to lift him up. Li Yuanping's body had gradually weakened over the past six months, and most of the clan's affairs were handed over to Li Xi'ao. Li Xi'ao cupped his hands and said:

"The family's output is increasing. The first batch of spirit fish raised in the lake by monsters has been harvested and sold for seven spirit stones. There will be more and more in the future, which can increase the income of at least four or five spirit stones every year. .”

"As for the two veins that have been dug deeply, not many minerals have been found yet. In a few years, there should be output."

When Li Yuanping took over the Li family, it was running a deficit every year. The down-and-out family was demolishing the east wall to pay for the west wall. When it was handed over to Li Xiyao, it was already making a profit of more than ten spirit stones every year. Li Yuanjiao nodded secretly as he listened to the income.

"In recent years, three more qi practitioners and five miscellaneous qi have been added to the family, and they have replaced the digits of fetal breath among the five peaks."

The Li family has now shown the appearance of a noble family, with miscellaneous qi monks springing up like mushrooms after a rain, and there are also many qi-training monks. Li Xiya himself also has the third level of qi-training.

"At the ninth level of Qi training, headed by An Zhiyan, Chen Donghe and Uncle Xuanxuan are all monks in the late stage of Qi training. Tian Zhongqing, Xu Gongming, Baihou, Chen Mufeng, Li Wen and others are in the middle stage of Qi training. In the early stage of Qi training, there are foreign surnames and Yutingwei. Eleven people, a total of twenty-seven qi cultivators and 41 miscellaneous qi cultivators."

"There are four people building the foundation: Father Zhong, Aunt Qinghong, Senior Wushao, and Master Kongheng. Now my Li family's power has directly matched that of the Yu family, and we are already the overlord on the lake."

Li Xi'an sighed:

"Now there are more than 450,000 people under my family's rule. Lingtian is in short supply. We have tried our best to control it. We are only restricted by the oaths of the three families. They are not allowed to go north. Otherwise, they will sweep through the moon, the dense forest, and the cold clouds. What will happen to the Feiyu family? That’s right!”

There are new foundation-building cultivators above, and the Qi phase of the Li family is full of vitality. The number of Qi-training and miscellaneous Qi cultivators is gradually increasing. With the transfer of the five peaks, the space released by setting up power positions is exhausted, and there is a situation where there are too many monks and too few monks.

Li Yuanjiao listened to what Li Xi'an said one by one, nodded slightly, and replied:

"If you want to advance northward... you must first make Yu Muxian die, and then have a place in the Qingchi Sect, and make Wangyue Lake subordinate to Qingsui Peak... before you can become powerful."

"Qingchi is subordinated once every seventy years, and Yuanwu Peak only has about twenty years left."

Li Xiyi responded, and Li Yuanjiao whispered:

"Now my family already has four foundation builders... We might consider setting up a branch overseas... Firstly, most of the foundation-builder demon generals in the country have some background... It is difficult to capture them. Secondly, they can communicate with the inside and outside, obtain spiritual objects, and digest the population. .”

Li Xi'ao just waited for him to make up his mind and responded submissively. Li Yuanjiao was still a little worried and could only think to himself:

"First of all, most of the overseas islands are owned, and it is difficult to find a safe and spacious place to stay... Secondly, at least two foundation builders are needed to gain a firm foothold. It is not very appropriate to send anyone out..."

Li Wushao is a local snake in the East China Sea, and he is the most suitable to be sent out with him. However, the mines in Wangyue Lake have just begun to be mined. Without the demon general to guard them, a group of monsters will not follow anyone's temper. If Li Wushao leaves for a long time, , I'm afraid there's going to be a problem.

Li Yuanjiao was making calculations in his mind when he saw An Quanyan coming up in a hurry and said respectfully:

"Ancestor! A fox sent a message."

"Huh? Come up quickly!"

Li Yuanjiao heard that it was a fox demon and knew that the letter was from a white banyan fox, so he quickly answered. An Yuyan looked a little weird and nodded.

Not long after, An Zunyan came up again on the wind, holding a red fox the size of a pillow in his arms, with blood-stained blue eyes and a jade slip in his mouth, looking very well-behaved.

"It turns out it's a fox...not a fox demon..."

Only then did Li Yuanjiao understand what An Yuyan said, took the jade slip and read it carefully.

"...The cave has assigned a demon general to come...It's a deer demon...at the middle stage of foundation building, and he has sent a good gift to the door...I want to talk to the nobles..."

'It turns out that a new demon general has taken office...the reaction of this demon cave is quite slow...'

Li Yuanjiao suddenly nodded and handed the jade slip to Li Xiyao. He looked at it twice and said hesitantly:

"This demon deer...is afraid of my family!"

"Can you not be afraid?"

Li Yuanjiao chuckled and explained:

"He died at the hands of my family just a few years before I took office, and I let Bai Ronghu take care of him cleanly. There was no news at all. This is usually the treatment of three sects and seven sects!"

"He bravely came to guard, so he naturally had to negotiate with my family. Otherwise, wouldn't he just sit on the peak and wait for my family to come and take his life?"

Li Yuanjiao took a look at the little red fox standing motionless in front of him, and said softly:

"Then let's see what kind of thing this deer demon is."

Li Xi'ao nodded slightly and asked An Yanyan to retreat with the fox in his arms, and then reminded:

"Ancestor...Uncle Xuanxuan...the inner demons are getting worse and worse. Although the old man won't talk about it...but he can't just sit back and watch."

Li Yuanjiao's face was a little gloomy, he shook his sleeves and said solemnly:

"Xi Jun has mentioned it to me several times. I have been asking for a long time and heard that [Hengzhu Dao Sect] has a way to resolve it. Please find someone to take him there!"

After saying this, Li Yuanjiao looked very unconcerned and left on his own.

Li Xi'ao was stunned for a moment, smiled bitterly, raised his head and looked at his floating back, and murmured in embarrassment:

"But...it costs a lot of money, and Uncle Xuanxuan refuses to go!"

He was in a dilemma. The Jade Court Guard stood silently beside him. Li Xi'ao thought to himself for a while and said in a low voice:

"I can only ask Brother Jun!"

…

Ancestral hall.

Li Xijun stayed on the mountain for another half a year. Everyone thought that he was grounded and no one disturbed him. He also enjoyed his leisure time, practicing swordsmanship and magic, and improved in both.

When the news about Li Jingtian came back, Li Yuanjiao came in and chatted with him several times. He changed into white clothes in the ancestral hall, still thinking about Li Xuanxuan:

"The old man's energy is not good at all. I don't know if he can bear it."

After practicing in the ancestral hall for another half month, Li Xijun was planning to go out again after three years, but Li Xiya came over in a hurry and told the news about this. Li Xijun couldn't sit still.

‘Both sides refuse to give in... harm! ’

Li Xijun was worried about Li Xuanxuan. Hearing that Li Qinghong was in retreat and Li Yuanjiao disappeared again, he couldn't bear it anymore and finally left the ancestral hall and flew to Dan Pavilion.

Stopping at the door of the Dan Pavilion, he saw a woman standing quietly beside the door. She was fair-skinned and beautiful, and she actually had Qi training skills. Her eyes quickly stopped in front of him and said respectfully:

"My little girl has met my senior."

"It turns out to be the Meng family."

Li Xijun answered in a distant voice and knocked on the door.

Li Ximing was holding the vermilion [Long Line Yuan Fire] to refine the elixir. He pushed it with both hands and six elixirs flew out. He put them away one by one and said softly:

"Which fellow Taoist?"

Li Xijun waited for a while until he put away the elixir fire before entering the palace. Li Ximing was rarely refining elixirs in a well-behaved manner when he bumped into him. He was very happy and said with a smile:

"You've been holding it in for a year, are you willing to come out?"

Li Xijun shook his head and asked:

"Let me ask you, how many pills have your uncle taken this year? It's still normal."

When talking about this, Li Ximing didn't look very good and said in a low voice:

"It's very difficult to handle. I've taken a lot of [Jingxin Pill], [Jade Ice Pill], and [Zhuanyun Pill], and the effect is getting worse and worse... I'm afraid we can't delay it any longer. My eldest father has always refused to speak. Father Zhong I don’t often ask…”

Li Xijun shook his head gently:

"Father Zhong has been to the ancestral hall several times, just waiting for me to mention this matter. Although the two elders are not very close on the surface, they are father and son after all."

Li Ximing was a little sad:

"I can't even put my face down, I'm so coquettish..."

What he said was unclear and he didn't know who he was talking about. Li Xijun glanced at him, shook his head and sighed.

Li Xijun had carefully checked the family history in the ancestral hall over the years, and now he only said:

"There was a estrangement between father and son, but the only uncle who could resolve it died young. The estrangement became deeper and deeper. Uncle Xuanxuan couldn't hold back his face, and Uncle Jiao couldn't say soft words, but he felt very uncomfortable in his heart..."

Li Xijun took out a jade slip from his arms and said warmly:

"Uncle Jiao didn't say anything, but he was clearly worried about him. He sent someone to inquire earlier. Now my uncle's appearance is no longer something that can be cured by ordinary pills. There is a meditation spell in [Hengzhu Taoist Sect]. There should be a way. .”

"I know it too."

Li Ximing answered and said helplessly:

"This spell requires the assistance of many spiritual beings. It requires forty or fifty spiritual stones at a time. My eldest father is used to being frugal, so how can I be willing to follow it!"

"This is easy to handle."

Li Xijun whispered:

"I tricked him out in the name of looking for spiritual water. When I got to Hengdong County, I killed him first and then reported him. I invited the Hengzhu disciples over, and my uncle had no choice but to obey."

Li Ximing nodded repeatedly and said:

"It's a good idea, but you two are traveling south. There are so many demon cultivators now, I'm afraid something might happen..."

Li Xijun replied:

"Don't worry, let Kong Heng escort me there. He comes from an orthodox Buddhist cultivator and is very good at meditating and cultivating Qi, so there won't be any problems along the way."

He blinked and smiled:

"It's just that it's not convenient for me to talk about this matter. I have to take it as your idea and talk to Uncle Jiao."

Li Ximing nodded knowingly:

"clear."

Li Xijun didn't hesitate, nodded lightly, and flew directly to the cave on the mountain to invite Li Xuanxuan.

Li Ximing was left sitting in the Dan Pavilion, lost in thought. Meng Zhuoyun gently opened the door and came in, saying softly:

"Brother Ming..."

Li Ximing breathed a sigh of relief and led her up. The two looked at each other, and Meng Zhuoyun sat next to him. The two had been together for more than a year, and they had already pierced the window paper. There was nothing to avoid.

Li Ximing naturally pushed aside her white clothes and pinched her smooth and delicate shoulders, thinking of other things.

His eyes lingered on Meng Zhuoyun's beautiful eyebrows for a while, but he found a dark blue osmanthus flower in her hair. It looked like a magic weapon, and it looked particularly beautiful under her white clothes.

Meng Zhuoyun looked tender, noticed his gaze, and said warmly:

"This was left behind by my father before he died. He spent several days building it."

Li Ximing whispered:

"Mr. Meng is gone? When did it happen!"

"last night."

Meng Zhuoyun said quietly:

"He overestimated his abilities and died after only three months of retreat."

Li Ximing immediately let go of her shoulders and comforted:

"My condolences...My condolences..."

Meng Zhuoyun laughed and said softly:

"What? You won't do it today?"

Li Ximing rambled:

"It's such a pity for Mr. Meng... It's a disaster, life and death are like this, there is nothing we can do about it... A man has lived for more than one hundred and ninety years, and many foundation builders have not lived as long as him... Think about how many monks can live to two hundred years age…"

Meng Zhuoyun looked at the verbose man in front of him and snorted in a funny voice. He couldn't help but shed tears. He kissed him tearfully and bit his lower lip.

Li Ximing's mouth was slightly salty, knowing that she was sad in her heart, so he enlightened her eloquently. Meng Zhuoyun in front of him finally stopped pretending and shouted with tears in his eyes:

"Why don't you do it yet!"

Li Ximing glanced at her blankly and pulled her into his arms. The woman in front of him finally burst into tears.

"Oh! Think about how many people can live to be two hundred years old..."

Li Ximing went over and over just a few words, while Meng Zhuoyun was crying and laughing at the same time, his eyes were very complicated, and he sighed softly after a long time.

"well!"