Chapter 493 Ming Hua Huang Yuan Jing

Nave balcony.

There were two piles of straw men on the steps of the balcony, their armor hung tightly. A middle-aged man was standing with a short halberd, slightly bowed, wearing a white armor, watching silently.

Half of his face was covered with a mask, and the exposed half of the skin on his neck was dark and red, looking very scary.

Although this man looked fierce, his tone and expression were very humble. He stood silently behind the boy in front of him, watching him draw and retract his halberd, which made the helmet jingle. He watched for a full quarter of an hour before finally Said softly:

"His Royal Highness learns very quickly. In just two years, he has already mastered the skills."

The wooden halberd in Li Zhouwei's hand in front of him has been replaced by an iron halberd. It is just shorter than the normal halberd. It was specially made according to his height and made of light spiritual iron.

He danced with both hands and was very skillful in poking, hooking and stabbing. He accurately inserted it into the gap in the armor, making a jingling sound. Li Zhouwei stood the halberd on the ground, wiped his sweat and replied:

"Xu Qianhu... this is just a playful exercise, it's exaggerated."

The man wearing the mask is Xu Gongming. His appearance was disfigured in an attack by demon cultivators. After so many years, he has practiced all the way to the middle stage of Qi training. His talent is not very good, and it is already difficult to make progress.

He followed his old man's instructions before his death and worked conscientiously. Although he often made small mistakes, as he grew older, he became more and more steady in his actions, and the Xu family also became famous in the towns.

Xu Gongming shook his head and replied:

"The halberd is a domineering weapon. I have been accustomed to both long and short halberds over the years. I am no more than a beginner in the monk's weaponry. This shows how difficult it is. The prince is still young, so it is not easy to be like this."

Li Zhouwei nodded, put away his halberd, and had just changed out of his clothes, took his robe and put it on. White Ape stood quietly beside him, glanced at Xu Gongming, and said:

"Today is the day for soul testing. Your Majesty will go to Qingdu. I will go back early tomorrow."

"Yes, senior."

Bai Yuan was old and highly cultivated, and had quite a status in the Li family. Xu Gongming hurriedly responded. Li Zhouwei waited at the foot of the steps for a while, drank two sips of tea, and then a young man walked in in front of the palace.

Li Chengliao was dressed very grandly, with a gray wolf fur. The gray-white wolf hair was slightly shining, which made his figure look bigger and gave him a bit of domineering feeling.

This time it was said to be a spiritual test, but Li Chengliao had naturally checked on his own children early. Li Zhouwei was already in his early seven years and had a spiritual acuity. He had long been relieved, but he couldn't tell whether his talent was good or bad. Still have to send it to the mountain.

He picked up Li Zhouwei, without saying much, and took him up in the wind. The light of his magic power flickered, flew over the lake, and soon landed on Qingdu Mountain.

Li Zhouwei felt a little strange about flying in the clouds and mist. Then he stood still and realized that two people were already standing on the mountain.

The leader was a middle-aged woman, holding a spear in her hand and her long hair tied up. She was standing on the top of the mountain. Her jade armor was clear and she was quite majestic. Next to her was an old man Li Xuanxuan, whom Li Zhouwei had also seen.

Li Chengliao quickly handed over his hands and replied:

"Auntie is back!"

Li Qinghong raised his eyebrows slightly and said softly:

"I had to go home for something, and I have been back for a few days. I am just waiting for Zhou Wei to detect the spirit and take him to the ancestral hall."

Li Chengliao nodded slightly, while Li Xuanxuan on the side looked solemn and expectant, and said softly:

"The next thing...leave it to us, and you wait in the mountains."

Li Chengliao didn't ask any more questions, just nodded and left. Li Qinghong stepped forward, asked Li Zhouwei softly, stared into his eyes for a few seconds, picked him up, and they both entered the main hall on the top of the mountain.

Li Qinghong paused lightly and asked:

"Where's Xi Ming?"

Li Xuanxuan waved his hand and replied:

"I am in seclusion and adjusting my breath, preparing to break through to the middle stage of foundation building... This child has been practicing really fast. It has only been a few years. Even with the blessing of the bottles of spiritual liquid and elixirs that Xuan Feng brought back, he is still amazingly fast."

When Li Qinghong came back this time, he really wanted to see Li Zhouwei receiving the talisman, but he also got a lot of news and said softly:

"The East China Sea is becoming more and more chaotic now. I heard that the young masters of the Boring Gold Sect died in the sea inexplicably. The Boring Gold Sect has sent people to search many times, and even invited monks from the north to take action, but there is no trace."

Li Xuanxuan frowned. Since his family had no dealings with the Immortal Sect, he naturally had no sympathy or regret and only asked:

"In that case, what is Boring Gold Gate's attitude? Now that his Zi Mansion is missing, do you still dare to investigate?"

"Of course I don't dare!"

Li Qinghong said softly:

"When I passed Qingsong Island, I asked Zhi'er carefully. When Boring Gold Gate checked this place, I realized that Zi Mansion might have taken action. I didn't dare to go into details. Now I sent a team of people to the sea with great momentum, saying that I wanted to capture the murderer... but that was nothing. The young master was killed, and he couldn't keep up his reputation, so he took a trip to the sea to prevent himself from losing his face."

"It's just a matter of deceiving the clan cultivators and casual cultivators!"

Li Xuanxuan sighed:

"This Immortal Sect was so arrogant back then, but two Immortal Sects intervened to fight for it... However, over the past few decades, the talents have withered, the young master is a coward, and even the monks of the Zifu will never come back. Sooner or later, they will be called Boring Gold Gate becomes Boring Gold Situ Family!"

The two chatted casually, and Li Xuanxuan put his hand on the child's heavenly spirit cover, and the spiritual consciousness mana surged to seal his six senses.

After fiddling with it, Li Xuanxuan let go, but saw the child's dark golden eyes still staring at him vividly. He was stunned and had to look at Li Qinghong.

Li Qinghong shook his head and said:

"I must want him to know, since I can't hide it, that's all."

Li Xuanxuan nodded thoughtfully, took out a slip from his sleeve, put it into the child's hand, and said softly:

"Just memorize this."

Li Zhouwei nodded quietly, took the book, read it carefully, flipped it gently, read it again from beginning to end, handed the book back to Li Xuanxuan, and replied:

"My child has already written it down."

"good!"

Li Xuanxuan couldn't help but praise him. It was not easy to memorize this eloquent text with thousands of words and he had no cultivation skills. After taking a test or two, he found that he had indeed memorized it, so he continued. forward.

The three of them entered the ancestral hall, knocked on the empty stone wall a few times, and a stone door suddenly appeared.

"Crash..."

There was a slightly rough friction sound, and Li Zhouwei slowly opened his eyes. As the elders entered, he found that the stone chamber was quiet and flat, and the pale white pearls illuminated the stone platform.

The child's dark golden eyes looked around, looking at the blue-white spiritual sword suspended in the air above him, and said secretly:

‘It should be the Green Ruler Sword and the Sword Code! ’

He was about to stand still when he heard Li Xuanxuan softly say:

"Weier, bow down."

Li Zhouwei felt strange in his heart. He just lowered his head and listened to Li Xuanxuan and Li Qinghong on both sides speaking simultaneously. One's voice was hoarse and vicissitudes of life, while the other's heroic and powerful voice echoed in the secret room:

"The Li family of Qingdu has devout rituals for drinking delicacies and eating cold food, asking for talismans for future generations, respectfully asking about mysterious and mysterious methods, commanding orders to calm the mind, and practicing Taoism..."

"You should show your merits at the right time, and if you live up to your promises, you should be burned in a urn, and your body should be thanked by Taiyin."

The two people's voices echoed in the secret room, and Li Zhouwei's eyes widened slightly, showing signs of shock. He didn't have time to think about the meaning of these words, and slowly raised his head, only to find a white light shining on the stone platform.

This dazzling white light came out from a small hole, as if something was slowly breaking free from it, and the dark color of Taixu could be vaguely seen.

He glanced blankly, and the scent of osmanthus appeared on the tip of his nose. Li Xuanxuan and Li Qinghong looked at each other, and just now they looked happy, but they heard Li Zhouwei next to him groan.

"Well……"

He suddenly covered his eyes, trembling tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and he made a painful groan. Li Qinghong's thoughts were alert and he understood immediately:

‘This child’s eyes are unusual! If you look directly at such a fairy, you will naturally be affected! ’

At that moment, she quickly stroked his back and said warmly:

"Calm down and concentrate, remember the magic formula, and guide the talisman."

Li Zhouwei only felt the sea of ​​​​qi shake slightly, and a white light emerged. It turned out to be a small white pill, shining brightly. He quickly sat cross-legged and recited the mantra to guide the talisman.

Li Xuanxuan breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly exited the secret room with Li Qinghong. He smiled and whispered:

"Although I have already judged that this child will definitely receive the talisman seed, I can only relax after receiving it firmly."

"not easy."

Li Qinghong said:

"How long has it been since there was no one who received the talisman in the family? Xi Ming finally got one or two children, and I don't know if he has a spiritual orifice. Xi Jun is single... No one in the Chengming generation has been blessed with immortality..."

"Fortunately there is Zhou Wei..."

Li Xuanxuan sighed and looked refreshed. Li Qinghong was about to speak when he suddenly raised his head, looking at the mountain range in the north with a look of surprise and joy.

After all, Li Xuanxuan was not building a foundation, and his perception was much weaker. He quickly raised his eyes to look, and vaguely saw Feixue and Shuo Feng. He was immediately happy and said hurriedly:

"It's Yuting Peak!"

The top of the mountain was covered with white snow, and the pine wind was blowing. Li Qinghong hurriedly stepped out under the light of thunder. Sure enough, he saw flying snow on Yuting Peak and the howling wind. It was clear that there was still no clouds around, but the snow on the mountain peak could not stop no matter what. Jin fell into the mountains.

At the same time, the early wind shook, and every green pine on the mountain was covered with snow. A white stream of light rose from the mountain peak, and the cold pine and snow rushed towards the face, but it was a young man in white clothes with a sword on his back.

"aunt!"

Li Xijun's appearance was several years younger than before the seclusion. He walked elegantly through the snow. The spiritual sword [Hanlin] behind him was buzzing with joy. His sword eyebrows were raised, showing a bit of joy.

"Good boy."

Li Qinghong pursed his lips and smiled without saying a word. Li Xuanxuan chased him out laughing. Among the many children in Xiyue generation, Li Xijun was the closest to him. The joy at the moment was also sincere. He took his hand and smiled from ear to ear. Mouth.

Li Xijun's posture was more cold and dusty than before, he stroked his white clothes and replied:

"Living up to the expectations of all the elders, Xijun created the Taoist base 'Snow on Pines', which can control the cold by walking on the snow, blow the new wind, bless the sword light, refine spells, increase lifespan, and resist injuries..."

He followed the two of them down and spoke politely about his immortal base:

"Walking on the snow to control the cold and blowing the new wind has a miraculous effect on qi-training monks. It can knock down other people's magical winds. It can also bless the cold snow and the new wind on spells and sword light. It is an immortal base that is good at fighting. "

"This Immortal Foundation can also increase lifespan, reduce injuries, and can last longer in some dangerous places with few spiritual resources..."

He explained the main functions and showed several new spells obtained from the Immortal Foundation. Then he pinched two fingers and explained:

"The [Tu Jun Kuiguang] has also undergone many changes. It is 30% stronger than before. I understand why it is necessary to practice magic before building the foundation..."

He said thoughtfully:

"Perhaps due to its influence, now as long as I use this spell, it will naturally activate the immortal foundation in my body, complementing each other, and the power will be much greater..."

Li Xuanxuan listened with a smile and appeared to be in a good mood. Li Xijun showed a little doubt and whispered:

"It's just that I was in seclusion before. Who knew that the spiritual power and the earth's veins in the world were constantly fluctuating, flickering in and out... so dangerous. If it weren't for the blessing of the Suiyuan Pill, I would have been messed up."

"...This stupid thing!"

Li Xuanxuan didn't know how to speak for a while, so he only said softly:

"You're doing better... Guiluan's side... has been disbanded... your sister buried her soul and the Yuan Jiao together. They were buried together as husband and wife."

Li Xijun's face turned pale. He seemed to have expected it and said softly:

"My second uncle came to look for her. My aunt is one of the smartest people. She has already guessed that he will not come back. This breakthrough in seclusion was originally intended to kill her, not to survive."

Li Xuanxuan became even more silent. His eyes fell on the ancestral hall on the mountain. He remembered Li Zhouwei and said softly:

"This matter is a long story. You and I will discuss it in detail later... Zhou Wei is in the ancestral hall, so we'd better go and see him first!"

After all, the three of them were outside the formation, so it was difficult to talk about the talisman. Li Xijun was a person who could only understand the meaning of three points of words. Hearing this sentence in the ancestral hall, he already understood what was going on, and said warmly:

"That's right, this is not the place to talk. Let's talk after we enter the mountain."

The three of them fell back into the ancestral hall, only to see Li Zhouwei already standing quietly in the secret room, raising a pair of dark golden eyes, staring blankly at the stone platform, as if he was sensing something.

"So fast!"

Li Xuanxuan has witnessed generations of his family receiving talismans. Which one of them didn't spend several hours here? Some even wait from day to night before receiving the talisman.

Now that this time came and went in just one stick of incense, Li Zhouwei had already received the talisman and stood there thoughtfully waiting. The old man sighed secretly in his heart and hurriedly went up and asked:

"Zhou Wei, have you obtained any magic tricks?!"

The boy raised his head slightly, his golden-white robe fluttering in the wind, and he replied:

"I have obtained the Zifu Kung Fu."

These words sounded like thunder in the ears of the three people, causing them to be stunned. Li Xuanxuan's face flushed and he murmured:

"What?!"

Li Zhouwei nodded slightly, blinked his dark golden eyes, and said word by word:

"Fifth Grade Zifu Kung Fu, "Ming Hua Huang Yuan Jing"