Chapter 603 Disaster (Part 2) (Supplement)

Li family.

It was raining continuously on Qingdu Mountain, and the continuous raindrops were flowing among the treetops. The hall seemed a little gloomy. The old man walked around the hall a few times, holding the letter in his hand, and called people up, feeling gloomy in his heart. He spoke out:

"Go and ask the prince to come up."

This letter contains some speculations about the situation between the north and the south by Li Ximing and Li Xizhi. As soon as they got it in their hands and only glanced at it, Li Xuanxuan suddenly felt something bad.

"The northern demonic cultivators have lost control and are moving south in groups. How can the defense lines along the river bank withstand them?"

Li Xuanxuan read the letter over and over again, but his heart was still unsettled. Li Ximing persuaded him to send the crown prince to the East China Sea. In fact, he was thinking that he could not defend the shore.

The letter also advised Li Xuanxuan and others to go to the East China Sea to take refuge. The old man frowned and vented his anger.

"There is no reason to lose the lake and run away! I have already lived enough. If the north is lost and the demonic cultivators go south and attack Wangyue Lake, I will still defend until the last moment..."

"When something happens to the disciples, there must be an explanation. I should lead you to the underworld to see your elders. If your family is ruined, you must see blood."

He sat down and thought for a while, feeling much calmer in his heart. After waiting for a while, Li Zhouwei came up with his armor on. He was now eighteen years old and already at the seventh level of Qi training. The Dharma light on his body was quite strong, almost one level per year. speed.

Although the breakthroughs in the later stages of Qi training are particularly difficult, and logically it would take several times more effort, if he relied solely on his own speed to practice, he would be able to reach the foundation building at around the age of twenty-two or three.

But the last few levels of Qi training are completely different for the Li family. The Li family has [Sanquan Realm-Breaking Pill] and [Lu Dan]. As long as they accumulate for a period of time, take [Sanquan Realm-Breaking Pill] to break through, and then stabilize. If you keep your feet steady, you can take [瓓丹].

The effect of [Lu Dan] is not comparable to that of ordinary pills. The improved cultivation level is as real as self-cultivation. It is even a bit more perfect than self-cultivation. You can immediately start building foundations.

Li Xuanxuan didn't wait for him to address him, waved his hand and pulled him to the hall, and handed the letter into his hand. Li Zhouwei took a look and frowned. Li Xuanxuan waited for a moment, saw his golden eyes move, and replied:

"According to my uncle's description, I'm afraid the river bank cannot be defended."

Li Xuanxuan thought about sending him to the East China Sea, but was afraid that he would be confident and wanted to stay at home. He was a little hesitant for a while, and only asked:

"What does Minghuang think?"

Li Zhouwei read the letter carefully and replied:

"Looking at this layout, if the river bank is breached and demonic cultivators flood into the south of the Yangtze River, they will definitely take two paths, one going down Wangyue Lake, and the other in the wilderness that squeezes the roads between Shanji County and Lixia County."

"That road is sandwiched between two Zifu-level forces. It's not easy to walk. I'm afraid it will still hit my home."

Li Xuanxuan never thought that he would mention this matter. When he was about to ask again, he saw Li Zhouwei saying softly:

"After I go to the East China Sea, your Excellency should divide the people into two groups. One group will be borrowed to Lixia, and the other group will drive the people to the Dali Mountains. Senior Bai Rong and Na Luken have a good relationship with my family, so they can live in his house. Territory.”

Li Zhouwei explained the arrangement in detail. Li Xuanxuan felt slightly relaxed and asked:

"I'm afraid not many people can be saved in the mountains."

Li Zhouwei nodded:

"It doesn't take half an hour for the demonic cultivators to fly south to get here. The nearly one million people on the lakeshore can't even count them all in half an hour, let alone squeeze them all into the mountain..."

Li Xuanxuan was silent, and Li Zhouwei could only say:

"But it's also something unpredictable. The shore may not be able to be defended. There are so many purple mansions in Jiangnan, and we can't tell which ones will take action. We're just making necessary preparations."

Li Xuanxuan nodded and said in a clear voice:

"Without further delay, you bring a group of people, select some young talents from various tribes, and bring the elixirs. Let Kong Heng send you there."

Li Zhouwei thought for a moment and said softly:

"It just so happened that An was about to give birth. The Master thought that Jiangnan was the [House of Evil Spirits], so he took her out with him to the East China Sea to have a look. Maybe there would be a different result."

He was a decisive person, and settled things quickly and quickly. He said goodbye and immediately flew out of the hall and landed. In less than half a quarter of an hour, Kong Heng landed on the mountain with a few people.

This monk has always been peaceful, but these years of practice have made him look more and more unfathomable. However, there is no clear distinction between mages, and it is difficult to guess his strength.

It's just that Li Ximing and others who broke through later than him have reached the late stage of foundation building one after another. This monk must not be far behind. The East China Sea is in chaos and it is difficult for the white ape to gain a foothold there. Kong Heng is much more at ease.

When Kong Heng met Li Xuanxuan, he was very kind and said softly:

"Don't worry, sir. The nobles have accumulated good deeds and will be able to turn danger into safety."

But Li Xuanxuan was most afraid of hearing these things that accumulated good and evil. He reluctantly smiled and sent a few people out of the lake, rode the wind back, and sat down in the main hall. He was the only one left in the empty hall.

The old man thought hard, whether he was accumulating good or evil. He stopped thinking about it and looked at the rain outside the window. The white frost had already climbed on the window. After waiting for a while, a nine-foot-tall tall man came in from outside the hall. Wearing white armor, he stood silently beside His Highness.

"White Ape!"

Li Xuanxuan asked. The old ape raised his head, his voice collided with the rocks, and his throat was hoarse:

"I met the master...the old slave is returning from patrolling the lake."

One person and one monkey escaped from the raging fire in the market and have been together for decades. Needless to say, there is no need to say more about the tacit understanding between them. He saw that Li Xuanxuan was uneasy, so he walked to him and stood quietly beside him, and then said:

"In recent days, Lao Nu's "Sleeping on Rocks" has been full of energy and is running smoothly. Maybe there is a breakthrough from the Zi Mansion with "Zhen Qi", or some spiritual object has appeared."

Li Xuanxuan nodded silently, not noticing anything from it. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt the wind coming through the door, which was deserted.

Li Xuanxuan raised his head, as if he had some realization, and was about to stand up when he suddenly saw a knock on the palace door and a handsome man in white came in.

He had sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and a handsome appearance. He was holding a slightly slender cold sword in his arms, his eyebrows were furrowed, and he was looking over with a little worry.

"Xijun!"

Li Xuanxuan was immediately overjoyed. He took a step forward, took the letter in his hand, and asked:

"Is your injury completely healed?"

"I met my uncle."

This person was naturally Li Xijun. He saluted first, coughed twice, and said with a smile:

"Before I feel better, I was worried about my family, so I left the quarantine first."

Yu Mujian's sword was really powerful. If he hadn't had a place to look at the blood stone, Li Xijun would have died on the spot. Now that he has been practicing for several years, he was worried about the situation at home and left the seclusion early. His strength could only be restored to 60%.

Li Xuanxuan was immediately overjoyed and quickly pulled him over to find a seat to sit down. Bai Yuan came over silently serving tea. Li Xijun glanced at him and said softly:

"It turns out it's you... You are truly blessed! Congratulations!"

Bai Yuan clasped his fists and retreated. Li Xuanxuan talked about the events in recent years one by one. Li Xijun's brows furrowed tighter and tighter. He took a deep breath and replied:

"As expected...I knew Qingchi would not arrange anything good for my family...As expected."

He lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, his eyes gradually turning red, and whispered:

"But I was wrong. I shouldn't have believed that Zhao Tinggui... he died... but it caused great harm to my family..."

"Qinghong has already gone to find..."

Li Xuanxuan didn't know how to respond to him. The old man waited for a moment and then said:

"It's just that your injury has not healed, so you can't take action. You'd better practice and retreat."

Li Xijun closed his eyes and let out a breath, still feeling a little sad. The [Mingshuang Pine Ridge] in his body moved on its own, driving all emotions out of his mind. His tone had calmed down and he said softly:

"Not necessarily...Although I am injured, I have no problem taking one or two shots."

He shook his head slightly and put one hand flat, revealing a gleam of frost and snow in his palm. It was white and crystal clear and rested quietly in his palm. After a cursory glance, a cold air mixed with sharp air rushed towards his face.

This object is not like a magic spell, nor is it a spiritual object. It is like a ball of energy condensed to the extreme. As Li Xijun's thoughts move, this brilliance jumps and swims like a fish, wandering in the air. , the scales were fine and visible, he flicked his tail, and then fell back into his palm.

"This is……"

Li Xuanxuan had never seen this thing before, and for a moment he really couldn't figure out what was going on. The old man was stunned for a moment, but then he saw Li Xijun raise his eyebrows and said softly:

"Jian Yuan."

…

Aral Lake.

Li Qinghong rode the wind for hundreds of miles. The black smoke in front of his eyes gradually faded, but the sky was still gloomy with gray clouds. The sky on the north and south sides was the same gray, and the sun was not visible.

She flew for a while, and somehow she recalled the two people again, secretly calculating:

"From this point of view, at least Chijiao Island has been offended. The east and west reefs of Chijiao Island have been at odds with each other in recent years. I don't know if Guo Hongjian's lineage belongs to the east or the west, and I don't know if there is room for tact."

"As for Yu Jiang, judging from Guo Hongjian's attitude, he is also a powerful Nanhai figure..."

As she flew south, she also realized that it was impossible to return to Bianyan Mountain, and she was also relieved:

"That's fine. You don't have to listen to their orders... Then just go back to the river bank and guard the lakeside for your own family..."

The demonic cultivators have been forced to the riverside. Now she has no thoughts to deal with the group of people in Bianyan Mountain. Like Li Xizhi, they usually want to hide as far away as possible.

Turning a corner on the Xianhu Lake, she caught a glimpse of Shanji County at Xuanyue Gate, which was full of splendor and light. When she got closer, she could vaguely see a towering Xuanshan Mountain hanging over Shanji County.

The mountain looked graceful in the clouds, emitting a hazy glow. She had just approached Shanji County, and her figure became heavier. She raised her head and thought, thinking:

"It should be Zifu's magical power."

With such power, he must be Master Chang Xi of the Xuanyue Sect. Only then did she understand why the demonic smoke stopped when it reached the Salty Lake, and why the demonic cultivator did not cross the Salty Lake and enter the south of the Yangtze River.

"The threat is high in the sky... How dare you take a step beyond the pond?"

She quickly flew over here and escaped into the wilderness by the river. Not far away, a golden light chased her and stopped in front of her eyes, revealing a woman in Hunan clothes.

"Sister Qinghong!"

This woman was always in Hunan color, with a round face and almond-shaped eyes. She was holding a small gold mountain in her hand. She was Kong Tingyun of Xuanyue. With a look of worry on her face, she walked closer and asked in a low voice.

Li Qinghong thought she was in Daning Palace and never thought he would meet her here. He nodded in surprise, and Kong Tingyun said softly:

"Long time no see, sister, why don't you come and sit at my door."

'Um? ’

As soon as these words came out, Li Qinghong felt something was wrong. Kong Tingyun once came back from the northern ruins and landed at Yanshan Pass. The two met at Yanshan Pass a few days ago. It was really weird to say they hadn't seen each other for a long time...

The former can be regarded as a kind word from Kong Tingyun, but this is a critical moment of the confrontation between the north and the south of Qingchi, and it is not a leisurely moment. The timing is really wrong.

She was a smart woman, so she did not refuse or agree immediately. She only asked:

"I was passing through Shanji County and I should have taken the initiative to visit. I was looking at something strange in the north..."

Kong Tingyun replied in a low voice:

"Something happened in [Da Ning Palace]!"

She took a few steps closer and used a secret method to transmit her voice:

"Sister, I think the confrontation between the north and the south is weird. It is the Zifu Mahas on both sides who have all entered the Daning Palace! Now the demons in the north are out of control, and the cultivators in the south have no protection at all!"

Li Qinghong's pupils dilated slightly, and Kong Tingyun continued:

"My real person had some quarrel with the newly arrived demons, so he never went there, and I don't know what happened. But now [An Huaitian] is revealed in Taixu, and all the purple mansions have entered it."

Li Qinghong's voice was slightly hoarse and asked:

"The north is already powerful. My second uncle is still in Daning Palace. The current riverside is just a hasty construction... An ability to resist the demons in the north..."

"It must be impossible..."

Kong Tingyun nodded firmly, hesitated, and asked softly:

"Sister, do you know where the demon cultivator is heading south?"

Li Qinghong has been traveling all over the world in the past few years. Of course he knows that and replied:

"After crossing Xu State, you can either enter Wu from the river bank west of Xiping Mountain, or go down along the entire river bank. You can enter Yue State from any place..."

Kong Tingyun nodded, with a solemn look on her round face, and said softly:

"Today, only Master Yuanxiu is left in Qingchi, and he has entered Daning Palace at this moment. There are four Masters of Jinyu Sect, and there are still two Masters sitting in charge. If it were Demon Cultivator, where would he go south? Going somewhere?"

"Of course it's Qingchi..."

When Kong Tingyun said this, she stopped being secretive at all, but she said that she regards Li Qinghong as her own family, and her voice was very soft:

"Qingchi is the result of the repeated decline of Zi Mansion, and its high cultivation has not shown up. It has reached its lowest point in five hundred years. Yuan Xiu was trapped in Anhuai Tianzhong, and there is no news. Chi Zhiyan and other direct descendants of Qingchi are still in Bianyan Mountain! "

"Now that the demons in the north are out of control, don't the immortal sects have the means to influence the demons? From the moment An Huaitian's incident happened and the whole situation suddenly turned around, he made mistakes and followed the trend, and a new chessboard has emerged. , it is aimed at Qingchi Sect!"

"Isn't this situation a coincidence and a unique sword?... The immortal sects took advantage of the weakness of Qingchi to dig up the roots of the demon sect! The remaining demon cultivators and Buddhist monks in the north were also happy to see this scene and deliberately became invisible. Not out…”

Her voice was slightly deeper and her expression was solemn:

"There is a catastrophe in Qingchi now, and all the sects are watching from the sidelines! I'm afraid it's not appropriate for my sister to go back."

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