Chapter 518 Demons

The soldiers and horses of the Li family were shuttled in the mountains. Li Xijun, dressed in white clothes and with a sword on his waist, was pressing the formation on the top of a mountain. Kong Heng was flying not far away on the wind, with his eyes closed tightly, muttering a mantra, as if he was Salvation for the undead.

He took a careful look to make sure that Li Wushao was following Li Zhouwei, then he looked away, and slowly approached through the wind and snow, his ears moved slightly, and he suddenly turned his head and glanced sideways.

Li Xijun's eyes under his sword-shaped eyebrows shone with a cold light, and several streaks of white air drifted out from them. He stared straight at an empty space not far away. After a few breaths, he frowned and said coldly:

"I don't know which fellow Taoist is here. I'm Li Xijun of the Li family. Please show up and see me!"

His words were spoken in a cold voice and spread far away, just in time for Kong Heng in the distance to hear clearly. The slender-eyed monk suddenly opened his eyes, took out an ancient green Zen staff from his sleeve, and came over at high speed.

After Li Xijun said this, he was also secretly horrified:

"What a brilliant invisibility method!"

You must know that he has been practicing eye skills since he was a child, and the Qi [Mingshuang Pine Ridge] he received also blessed his eyes, and he can see through illusions, and can even see through many formations.

And he looked for several breaths, but still could not see the figure of this person. He only felt that there was a vague figure there, and he was immediately frightened and ready to escape.

But a white light suddenly lit up in the sky at that place, revealing an inch of cloud-white clothes. A figure slowly appeared, but it was a young man with a smile.

This young man's eyebrows are slightly narrow, his gray eyes are watery, and his skin is delicate and smooth. The black hair on both sides of his cheeks is formed into two braids, tied with silver-white bells, which makes him look very smart.

He was barefoot and wore a green and blue long-sleeved placket with a rare left gusset. The collar was small but the cuffs were quite wide. There were a series of silver beads on his neck, and a white pearl tied at the end. of quartz.

Li Xijun paused for a moment and took a step back cautiously. The young man's face was full of smiles, even a bit teasing, and he only asked:

"Which junior are you? Where is Li Yuanjiao? Let him come out quickly!"

After hearing this, Li Xijun became less vigilant, but still wary, and answered with his hands raised:

"I wonder who the senior is? Speaking of seniors, Father Zhong has been dead for many years."

"ah!"

The young man's smile disappeared immediately, and he looked like he was beating his chest. Li Xijun took the opportunity to look at him, and felt that the man in front of him was inexplicably familiar. He also had gray eyes and long eyebrows, and had a rather smart temperament.

Taking a closer look, I felt that this man with white hair, sharp teeth, and purple smoke turned out to be a monster.

The young man paused, seeming to be a little uninterested, and waved his hand. His lively and agile appearance was suddenly wiped away, and he lowered his eyebrows and said:

"So that you know, I am a monk from the Demon Cave in Dali Mountain. My name is Bai Rong. I once lived on the outskirts of Dali Mountain. I practiced well under the trees..."

"Who would have thought that someone came to your door and gave you a beating? It was your ancestor named Li Tongya. The human race has a short lifespan. I don't know how many generations have passed by now... but do you still remember it?"

Li Xijun was stunned immediately and murmured:

"Senior Bai Ronghu?!"

Bai Rong suddenly smiled a little when he heard his name, and shouted:

"Exactly!"

Li Xijun was a little indescribable. He stood in the air for a moment and was about to step forward when he suddenly lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes. Suspicious clouds appeared in his heart. He pressed his sword without firing and whispered:

"It's a good name borrowed by my senior... But according to the records in my clan, the senior White Rong Fox is a red fox. I can see clearly with these two eyes that you are clearly a white fox!"

Bai Rong was stunned, then suddenly laughed, as if he heard something that made him extremely happy. He laughed for several breaths before stopping and asked:

"But...your clan actually recorded me in such detail...very good, very good...Li Tongya is really a good person."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be hypocritical, Li Xijun nodded slightly, cupped his hands and replied:

"Please give me an explanation, senior."

"Harmful!"

Bai Rong raised her head when she talked about this, and her white furry tail rose from under her big green and blue robe, and she said with a smile:

"I am not from a high background. I have spent so much time building the foundation over the years just to practice blood and seek sex in the demon pool in the demon cave. Now that I have succeeded, I have long since lost my red hair and mortal teeth and turned into a spirit. Fox!"

This explanation was quite novel. Li Xijun thought about it briefly and asked:

"Senior, can you tell me which sword is worn by Patriarch Tongya?"

Bai Rong stepped on the air with her bare feet and replied without thinking:

"First is the [Jiao Pan Ying], then the [Green Ruler Sword]."

Li Xijun asked secret questions one by one. Seeing that he answered fluently and didn't seem to be faking, he handed over his hand and bowed respectfully:

"Junior Li Xijun, the great-grandson of our ancestor, has met ancestor Bai Rong. Congratulations to our ancestor on his great success!"

Bai Rong chuckled, sighed and said:

"Your temperament is as cautious as your great-grandfather's. The same is true for that dragon snake. It has always been sinister and cautious."

He was wearing a blue robe and looked much younger than Li Xijun. He glanced at Li Xijun with a smile and said:

"You look handsome like this, with the grace of Li Tongya in his last years."

Li Tongya's status in the minds of juniors like Li Xijun is very high. Unable to bear what he said, Li Xijun said in panic:

"Xi Jun dare not compare with the divine appearance of our ancestors."

Bai Rong turned around, looked at the killing cry on the soles of her feet, sniffed hard, inhaled deeply, and her lips became very red. Li Xijun took a moment to observe and said softly:

"Unfortunately, the junior is busy with family affairs, so I would like to ask the senior to wait for a moment. When things are done here, I will invite the senior to the mountain to drink tea."

Bai Rong smiled slightly and said:

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, but I am lucky. I have just broken through and can justifiably encounter such a lot of blood. I want to thank you."

Li Xijun was ashamed, but he didn't know how to answer. He could only swallow his words silently. Bai Rong glanced at his feet gently and said casually:

"Li Yuanping is also dead... I have long told him to collect blood food and come to me, but he didn't listen."

"You guys... are all stubborn..."

He babbled a few words, and the white quartz strung with silver beads hanging on his chest swayed slightly. Li Xijun didn't know why he hung an ordinary piece of quartz on his chest, so he could only reply:

"Senior is right."

The blue robe on Bai Rong's body began to stir slowly, and the blood under his feet rose. He smiled, as if he understood something, and said secretly:

'Hey... Li Tongya has disliked this all his life, but the younger generation is obedient. I absorb the blood here. Although it is incomparable with cannibalism and rarely tainted with resentment, it is inevitable that I will be hated by others. ’

He shook off his sleeves and robe, took two big breaths, and then turned around. Still feeling a little reluctant in his heart, he only replied in a low voice:

"I won't stay here any longer. I'll go to Lijing Mountain to wait for you."