Chapter 414 Return to Qingdu

"I see."

Li Yuanjiao thought in his heart:

'Back then...Kong Tingyun's spell was useless against Wu Shao. Although Xuanyue Sect was not as good as Qingchi, but as a direct lineage, he should have one or two spells. He should be wary of me, but he didn't try his best. ’

After Li Xizhi finished explaining, he looked at his younger brother and said softly:

"This should be the Sunflower Spell that I got at home. It's just right for my eighth brother. It will definitely be even more magical when I build the foundation!"

Although Li Xijun was defeated by him with several moves, he did not appear discouraged. Instead, he moved slightly in his heart and asked:

"Brother Zhi! What are the limitations of your capture magic?"

"That's what I was about to say."

Li Xizhi nodded and explained:

"Xiaguang is naturally good at knocking down and picking things up. Apart from the direct line secrets, [Floating Light Picking Objects] can also be ranked high in Qingchi. This type of spell depends on the opponent's swordsmanship and the grade of the sword in his hand."

"If you have mastered Sword Element, or the magic weapon in your hand has reached Foundation Establishment, it will be difficult for me to take it away."

He paused and said to Li Yuanjiao:

"If it were replaced by the [Green Ruler], not only would I not be able to take it, I would probably have to cut my fingers and bleed endlessly. In addition, with the sword intention still sealed in the sword, I would probably lose two pieces of flesh if my power is broken."

Li Yuanjiao nodded, feeling much more comfortable, and asked:

"What if Qingchi Jiji casts this spell?"

"After all, it is the sword of the Sword Immortal, so it should not be taken away."

Li Xizhi hesitated for a while:

"But it's hard to guess what the Foundation Establishment Monk's method is, and he doesn't know what level of spell it is. It will inevitably waver for a while and affect his swordsmanship."

"good."

Li Yuanjiao responded, thought for a while, and said in a low voice:

"Has Yu Muxian practiced this technique?"

Li Xizhi understood clearly and said respectfully:

"My child doesn't know..."

Li Yuanjiao's voice was low:

"I just hope to keep the sword intention in the sword. If future generations are gifted and talented, they can realize the sword intention in the sword and become sword immortals. No matter how bad it is, they have to use it to deal with Yu Muxian, so it is not a waste..."

Li Xizhi sighed secretly, bowed to his father, and replied:

"I have also paid attention to Yu Muxian. He has been building magical weapons in the sect this year and is very contented. But he is a genius after all. Now he has... broken through the middle stage of foundation building!"

'really……'

Li Yuanjiao was not surprised. He pressed his sword and said nothing. The eldest son continued:

"Fei Qingyi, the female disciple of the Fei family who worships at Yuanwu Peak... has broken through the fourth level of qi training and practiced "Ni Shui Pure Ritual Method". She is quite popular with Yu Muchian. This girl is also very obedient to him. If things continue like this, it may not be a good thing. .”

"snort!"

Li Xuanxuan frowned and showed anger:

"The Fei family hasn't sent anyone to visit them for several years! I'm afraid they have long forgotten how Father Zhong saved his whole family with one sword! How he spared Hanyun Peak!"

Li Yuanjiao did not look disappointed and said softly:

"The world is like this. The Fei family is trying to avoid suspicion for Fei Qingyi. We have nothing to say, we just go our own way."

Li Xizhi slightly cupped his hands, did not answer, changed the topic, and talked about Cheng Jin's casting of the magic weapon one by one. Li Yuanjiao thought for a moment, took out a piece of blue-white ore from the storage bag, and asked:

"This is the [Ni Shui Han Iron] at home. Can it be used to build that magical weapon?"

"Yes, there is also [Ni Shui Han Iron]."

Li Xizhi suddenly understood, nodded and said:

"Of course it's possible. You can reduce the cost... When it's finished, I'll have it delivered to your home."

What Li Xizhi meant implicitly was that he would bear the cost of making the magic weapon. Li Yuanjiao looked at it and replied:

"Just be sensible. When we get home, we will order someone to bring the cold iron."

Li Xizhi nodded:

"I tried to find out some news about Situ Mo in the market, and I also reported back to my family. Huai'er... I also need help from my family to take care of her..."

He looked at Li Chenghuai in his father's hand, showing a look of reluctance. He pinched the corners of Yuyi's clothes and groped around him, but he couldn't take out anything that could be left for the child. He could only whisper:

"After some time, I will choose one or two magical artifacts to send to my family and leave them to this child."

"nature."

Li Xuanxuan still held his great-grandson in his arms and never let go for a moment. He responded repeatedly. Li Yuanjiao replied:

"Your mother also gave you a younger sister. She has already condensed Xuanjing. Her name is Li Yuexiang. Her talent is still eye-catching. I will send it to you in a while so you can have a look."

"What!"

Li Xizhi was stunned for a moment, unable to smile bitterly, and secretly said in his heart:

"I also muttered that I didn't write to you since I had Huai'er. When did you give me a younger sister? You probably didn't tell me until she was seven or eight years old!"

Although he was heartbroken, he was still very happy. Naturally, he did not dare to contradict him with his mouth, so he responded politely. Li Xuanxuan looked on happily, muttering something about like father, like son.

The three of them said goodbye, called Kong Heng to the side courtyard, and left in the night.

Li Xizhi sent him all the way out of the county. When he turned around, the two old men came up to him in a flattering manner. He returned to his polite and distant look and said softly:

"Does Boring Gold Gate have an industry in Fangshi?"

…

Li Yuanjiao and his party did not dare to stay, so they left in a hurry and headed west. Li Yuanjiao was worried that Situ Mo was in the dark and his family was in the light. He glanced at Kong Heng and asked:

"Master... Situ Mo is most likely colluding with Zhao Shi to use his power to calculate us. Master is the orthodoxy of interpretation and cultivation. Is there any way to protect him? I don't want to be unable to calculate. I just want Zhao Shi to be able to calculate our whereabouts." There is a warning.”

"donor…"

Kong Heng looked a little ashamed and replied:

"Zhao Shixiu's current method, with the help of the power of Maha, is beyond my ability to calculate. The young monk can only use his own spiritual power to protect himself from being calculated by him... There is nothing else he can do..."

"The mage need not blame himself."

Kong Heng was weak-minded. Li Yuanjiao just mentioned it, and he felt inexplicably ashamed. Li Yuanjiao nodded thoughtfully and thought:

‘At least it’s not empty balance, there is still some room for turnover. ’

The few people rode the wind all the way and immersed themselves in the area around Wangyue Lake before breathing a sigh of relief. Qingdu Mountain was very peaceful. There was no damage to the formation. It was peaceful and peaceful under the rule, and there was peace in the sunset.

Li Yuanjiao breathed a sigh of relief, and a young man in black flew over from a distance. It turned out to be Li Wushao who had flown over earlier following the spiritual connection between the two. He cupped his fists and lowered them, saying respectfully:

"Wusao has met his master."

Li Yuanjiao nodded lightly, Kong Heng gave a signal and landed back on the island. Li Xijun and Li Xuanxuan also landed on the mountain together.

Li Qinghong wore jade armor, carried a gun and flew out with thunder. When the brother and sister met, they hesitated to speak. They were full of things to say. They took turns telling what happened. Li Yuanjiao said suspiciously:

"Zhang Yun? Zhang Huaide?"

Zhang Huaide's surname was Zhang, and he seemed to have some background and skills. The Li family had long suspected that he was a disciple of the Immortal Sect who turned to the demonic path. Now that Zhang Yun was personally protecting him, it was confirmed.

"Yes, it can be seen that the Jin Yu Sect not only released the skills regarding the demon disaster, and the Zi Mansion paid attention to it, but also sent a direct descendant to personally guide the demon disaster in Jin Yu's own realm. He must also have been assigned."

Li Qinghong made an inference, and Li Xuanxuan said:

"It's normal. After so many years in the Golden Feather Realm, the treasures accumulated by the aristocratic family are enough to covet... What's more, the big aristocratic family has already reached a monopoly on the Golden Feather Cultivation Technique and Secret Technique, and has long wanted to get rid of it."

"Except for the Jinyu and Qingchi sects, several of the other seven sects have sent their disciples who have no hope of promotion to practice the demonic path, such as Changxiao, Ziyan... Although they can't dominate the situation, they can still drink a few sips of soup. "

Li Qinghong said:

"Since Zhang Yun left, those demonic cultivators have become more and more wanton, hunting down monks everywhere in the barren mountains, not just my family... I heard that the Shen family of the Xiuyue Immortal Clan that borders the barren mountain area to the north also sent people here, and they must have been forced to retreat by Zhang Yun. .”

Li Xuanxuan shook his head and said:

"You can't control them, just don't provoke them."

Li Qinghong nodded lightly, turned his hand, took out a jade box, and said with a smile:

"Look!"

Li Yuanjiao took it and scanned it with his spiritual consciousness. The fruit was red all over, beating like a heart. Set against the gray-black leaves, he immediately became happy:

"[Xuetun Fruit]... Luken is very efficient in handling things! Xi Zhi happens to be in Libu County, so I asked him to take it to the Foundation-Building Alchemist."

Li Yuanjiao put away the treasure and settled the matter. Li Xijun still remembered the wound on his wrist and whispered to persuade him. After hearing this, Li Qinghong even wanted to drive him to the cave.

Li Yuanjiao responded kindly, but went to Li Yuanping's courtyard. He planned to accompany Li Yuanping and take medicine for the wound for a year or two. Unexpectedly, Li Yuanping heard that he was injured and just closed the door.

After all, Li Yuanjiao couldn't defeat these brothers and sisters, so he had to go into seclusion to heal his wounds.

Li Xijun's head flew down in front of the mountain. Standing on the rock in front of him was an eight or nine-year-old girl, dressed in white, squinting and smiling, and said softly:

"elder brother!"

"Xiang'er."

Li Xijun responded with a smile. Li Yuexiang looked more like Xiao Guiluan, with willow eyebrows and red phoenix eyes. He was graceful and generous. Although he hadn't grown full yet, he already looked like he was more than ten years old.

Li Yuexiang wrung his hands and replied:

"Father just met me once, and he went to retreat again..."

Li Yuexiang is the only girl in Xiyue's generation. The brothers of the Li family love him very much. However, Xiao Guiluan has taught her well and is not proud of her. Instead, she seems a little uneasy because she has not been able to see her father all year round.

"Harmful…"

Li Xijun knew that this was inevitable. Many dandy sons from aristocratic sects were born this way. Often, their parents were already foundation-building monks when they were born. After just a brief retreat, the children were already half-grown, and they needed to retreat for more enlightenment. Taoism, just in the blink of an eye, the child is almost an adult.

"Actually, Brother Xizhi and Uncle Jiao don't meet often. Both children were raised by Mrs. Xiao..."

Li Xijun only comforted his crying sister and said softly:

"Your father has to take care of the family, so please be considerate..."

Li Yuexiang was already a fetal breath monk. Li Xijun took her hand, diverted her attention, and said with a smile:

"I brought you a little nephew. Is your mother still happy to see him?"

Li Yuexiang curled his lips and said in a low voice:

"Another one who can't see his father..."

Li Xijun could only smile awkwardly and pulled her up the mountain.

…

The mouth of Aral Lake.

Situ Mo was dressed in golden clothes and came riding on the wind. His face was gloomy and ugly. He walked along the river, holding the golden light with his hands behind his back and remaining silent.

When the monsters in the river below saw the golden light above their heads, they all hibernated and did not dare to move. He thought to himself with a sullen face:

‘It’s a pity that if we miss this opportunity, the Li family will be prepared and more difficult to deal with... It’s rare to take advantage of this mission to catch a few... I don’t know when the next time will be. ’

Just as he was thinking about it, a yellow light suddenly came over the salt lake, and it turned out to be a great monk with strong muscles, a clean head, and a red body. He stared at his two big eyes and said:

"Situ Mo! What did you do! It's a mess! It's simply ridiculous!"

Situ Mo had a gloomy face, gritted his teeth, and retorted:

"It's better than you, an old guy who doesn't even dare to show his face! You've cultivated a bullshit Angry Tradition, but the Cowardly Tradition is almost the same!"

"Damn it, I'm an angry Taoist priest, not a stupid dog Taoist priest. I've been counting for three years. The Li family has a lot of ways to suppress the bottom box. He doesn't dare to kill you, but he can use any talisman sword or magical sword to kill me. Behead it!"

Situ Mo sneered, but did not deny that even he himself had a lot of tricks to keep things under control. He only laughed and said:

"Who made you so angry that the Taoist order was torn apart and the dog's head was beaten out? How many people remember Maha's death? How many people think about revenge? Otherwise, you, a little mage, wouldn't be here."

"What do you know! Preserving the orthodoxy is the key. When someone comes back to the position of Maha, wouldn't it be easy to take control of the Li family?"

Situ Mo was stunned for a moment, but he also thought it made sense. He stared at him warily and shouted:

"In that case, why are you messing around in the south?"

"hey-hey…"

The great monk smiled and said harshly:

"Since it was the Li family who killed Maha, maybe the key to regaining Maha's position lies with the Li family? What's the harm in giving it a try."

As soon as his expression changed, he turned back to an angry look and shouted:

"Don't ask questions. I'm just asking you. I clearly told you to just kill Li Xijun. Don't get entangled with the local monk. You came back after taking the body. Why did you set up a formation and ambush, but instead killed him?" Everything is messed up!"

Situ Mo had a sinister look on his face and replied:

"What's the use of Li Xijun? If you want to kill Li Yuanjiao and Li Qinghong..."

"You are confused!"

The monk cursed:

"What do you know! The family's biggest fear is that they will be left alone. Even if you were injured and killed Li Xijun, it would make him feel more distressed than seriously injuring Li Yuanjiao! Even if you cripple Li Xijun, it will make the Li family sick for fifty or sixty years. There may be a risk of capsizing!"

Situ Mo kept silent and sneered secretly in his heart:

‘How could I not know? You, a monk, are good at calculating. If I kill him easily like this, the cause and effect will be settled, and you calculate that it will not be beneficial to break through Maha, how can you stay and help me! I patted my butt and walked away. Where can I find such a capable helper who is not afraid of the Li family. ’

‘If you want to kill, kill a big one! ’

The monk cursed loudly, and finally said in an annoyed tone:

"How long will it take to get back here?"

"It takes ten years..."

Situ Mo seemed to have a headache:

"The Xuanyue Sect has a foundation-building monk stationed overseas... He has some tricks... His name is Kong Tingyun. I have to deal with this."

He opened his eyes wide and said coldly:

"It's best to find a chance to kill her, so you don't have to waste time there... and also cause some trouble for my cousin, and don't let Xuanyue and Boring Jin get back together..."

I'll work overtime tonight to finish things, and I can try to add more updates in the next few days.