Chapter 630 Wangyue Li Family

Li Xijun waited at the peak for several months, and the formation on the lake was gradually perfected. He was reading "The True Interpretation of the Jiazi Sword Code" in the palace, while Li Qinghong closed his eyes and concentrated, holding the "Six Thunder Mysterious Punishment Order" to experience it.

These six silver-white tokens have been refined by her for a long time. The six silver lights converged into one, and a hazy circle of silver fell into her hands. Thunder and lightning were hidden in them, which looked quite mysterious.

The [Six Thunder Mysterious Punishment Order] is an excellent magical weapon, but it's just that it's a long time ago, and the spells at that time still meant formations and witchcraft. Li Qinghong's talent in these two areas was not high, so it was a bit painful to study it.

But she has always been unafraid of difficulties and just held her breath.

On the other side, Li Ximing was sipping from a teacup and holding an alchemy book in his hand to read carefully. Except for an inheritance from the Xiao family, he had no other worthy alchemy inheritance. Today's alchemy cultivation has stagnated. Just to pass the time,

He was also invited by Li Xijun early in the morning. He was planning to go to the island and there was a sacrifice. It was an important event, so he couldn't miss it.

Li Qinghong pondered for a while, then slowly opened his eyes and said softly:

"Jun'er, have you invited his family to watch the ceremony?"

Li Xijun then replied:

"Wang Yue's reunion is a happy event, but it should not be publicized. The three sects and seven sects only invited senior Kong Tingyun from Xuanyue. They also sent people to Qianyou and Yushan. However, the Xiao family has closed the mountain, so I don't know if they can be invited."

He said softly:

"Invite Senior Kong Tingyun...firstly, to talk about the North Shore, and secondly, to ask about the East China Sea."

The so-called incident in the East China Sea was well known to the three people in the palace, and it was exactly what the Li family was worried about with the Changxiao sect members. This was a Taoist from the Immortal Sect. It was absolutely impossible for them to go up and kill and rob them rashly. They had to deal with it no matter what.

While he was answering, the guards outside the palace came to report that Li Chengliao had come to return his orders.

"Come up here."

Li Xijun put down the jade slip in his hand, and the man came in from outside the hall. Li Chengliao had already taken off his cloak. His pleated clothes were the same black and red, but the color was darker. He had a belt around his waist and a white robe outside, which made him look neat.

Li Xijun has always been an observant person. A few days ago, he paid more attention to Li Chenghuai's blue robe. Now he looked at Li Chengliao and he was also in the same pattern. He loosened the jade slip and said harmoniously:

"Nowadays, the new fashion in the house is to wear pleated clothes and long robes, which looks chic and comfortable."

Li Chengliao had just paid a visit to the three foundation builders in the palace. He never thought that he would care about this matter. He felt quite ashamed after hearing his words. He bowed down and replied:

"Going back to my uncle, there are more and more people in the family now, and the system of the peaks is huge. Everyone wears robes on weekdays. Although they are elegant, they are difficult to be formal. We are receiving families from all over the Yangtze River. People in the north and south of the Yangtze River often wear pleated clothes, which are more regular than robes. many…"

He explained again and again, a little nervous.

It's not that Li Xijun is more majestic, so Li Chengliao explains it this way, but that the Li family has strict rules and is famous for treating the clan harshly. It prohibits all branches, and pursuing pleasure is also a crime. The more direct the family members are, the more particular they are. There are quite a few people in the hospital's hands.

His father, Li Xi'e, set an example. When he died, the saying "the family has no money left" was left in the family history. Li Chengliao never wanted Li Xijun to misunderstand and ruin his father's reputation.

"It doesn't matter."

Li Xijun nodded and replied:

"It's better to follow some rules, come up with a charter, and decide on the clothes. It will save a lot of trouble."

He frowned secretly, feeling that the clan rules were so strict that even Li Chengliao, the head of the family, was horrified that this was too much, and he ordered:

"The treatment of the children of each sect must not exceed a certain amount. Write it clearly in the clan's main courtyard and draw a specific line. My family is strict, but I cannot allow members of my family to be framed casually."

Li Ximing nodded repeatedly. Li Chengliao responded, took out the jade slip and said:

"The families on the west bank have been reorganized. There are fifty-seven families in total, fourteen qi practitioners, thirty-one small peaks and valleys, thirty-two towns, and more than 610,000 people."

He handed over the jade slips recording the directory and asked suspiciously:

"It's just that the West Bank is as poor as white land, and there are very few spiritual objects collected. There are even seven families who don't have any spiritual objects at all. There are 387 books on the exercises. Although there are only seven books on Qi training, the number of fetal breaths is far greater. Exceeding the other three banks combined!”

Li Xijun had already heard Li Xizhi talk about the key points, and was not surprised. He nodded and said:

"This matter is a legacy of the Golden Feather Sect, and I'm aware of it."

Li Chengliao felt relieved and continued:

"The aura of Jiumen Peak is ordinary. The other three peaks can be used for one purpose. Four mansions can be set up on the west bank to control the families."

Li Xijun took a closer look and found that apart from the Nine Gate Peak for refining weapons on the west bank, only 610,000 people and 300 techniques were considered valuable. The spiritual field was scarce, so naturally there was nothing good.

He calculated the time, asked Li Chengliao to wait aside, read the jade slip carefully, stood up and reported to Li Qinghong:

"Auntie, within a hundred years, the four shores of the lake have been in my family's hands."

He said loudly:

"My Li family currently has 917 fetal breath cultivators, 185 miscellaneous qi cultivators, 31 qi cultivating cultivators, and 6 foundation-building cultivators."

"There are 610,000 people in the four prefectures on the west bank, 1.233 million people in Shanyue and Xitan on the south bank, 810,000 people in Wutu, Lijing, and Huaqian prefectures. The vitality of the dense forests on the east bank has not been restored, and there are still five 190,000, and there are 320,000 in the high mountains on the north bank.”

"A total of 3.56 million!"

Li Xijun made a special explanation and said softly:

"The dense forest is a fertile plain, the richest land on the lake. It has been battled for many years, the population is sparse, and it has been raised for decades. Breaking through two million is not a problem."

Li Qinghong finally showed joy and responded. Li Xijun handed over the jade slip and continued:

"Now the system of mansions and peaks has been reorganized. There are five mansions and one mountain in the east dense forest, four mansions in the west nine gates, five mansions in the southern hometown, and two mansions of the Fei family in the north control the five peaks. Qingdu and Yuting are under one system, for a total of sixteen mansions and two peaks. One mountain, all of them are here.”

He took out a map from his sleeve. In the center was the roughly oval-shaped Moon Moon Lake, with a slight concave to the south. The boundaries of the sixteen plots of land were neatly and clearly divided, and the names were written in beautiful small seal characters, which looked very regular.

Li Qinghong watched for a while, and gradually felt at ease. He glanced at the faces of the people on the left and right, and asked softly:

"Do you have a name for Huzhongzhou?"

"No."

Li Xijun shook his head. He didn't care about these names. He thought it would be harmless to continue calling him Hu Zhongzhou. However, Li Qinghong smiled and said warmly:

"This name is not unimportant."

Li Qinghong's voice was gentle, and even with the feather coat and silver gun on his body, he had a certain power, and said softly:

"My family has been on the lake for hundreds of years, and all four generations have succeeded each other and worked hard, but the hegemony was determined by two people, the former is Uncle Xiang Ping, and the latter is my eldest father."

"This Huzhongzhou will inevitably have to move mountains here to raise the earth's veins and raise it above the water. It would be better to call it [Pingyazhou]"

Li Xijun nodded lightly, and naturally had no objection. Then he saw Li Chenghuai coming up to report, and respectfully asked Li Chengliao, and said:

"The formation on the lake [Qing Yuan Ping Formation] has been erected. My nephew sent it back to the masters and spent two hundred and twelve spiritual stones."

An ordinary Qi training formation costs over a hundred pieces, but Huzhongzhou is too big and costs more than two hundred pieces. Fortunately, it has not been enshrined in recent years, and the Li family is well-off, so apart from this formation, there are still more than two hundred pieces left.

Li Xijun nodded and asked him to stand aside. After waiting for half a quarter of an hour, An Siwei approached from outside the hall, bowed in the hall, and said respectfully:

"The big boat is ready, and all the people are boarding the boat from Lijing, Huaqian, and Huazhong and heading to the island."

After An Siwei finished speaking, Li Qinghong got up from the main seat, gradually came down the steps, and whispered:

"Go and invite all the elders and adults to come and unite the moon. It's time to go to the island."

…

Lijing Town.

The dam on the lakeside was bustling with people, and large boats docked on the shore. Under the sunlight, a shadow enveloped the crowd, and everyone below looked up.

The old man in front of the boat stretched out his one arm, with a leisurely look on his face. He watched everyone boarding the boat. The monks on the left and right were busy seeing people off, but no one rushed him.

When all the people on board the boat were gathered, a monk in white clothes fell from the sky riding the wind. He had a gun behind him and had an outstanding appearance. Then he landed in front of the boat. He first raised his hands to the old man and said:

"Elder Qiuyang!"

Li Qiuyang waved his one arm, signaling An Siwei to ignore him. His old face bathed in the sun squeezed out a smile and said in a clear voice:

"Your father is also coming back from the desert on this day, and it just so happens that we can get together."

An Yuyan's punishment was not severe, but he was sent to the desert. The punishment of being a member of the Lingshi Lingdao family was a little hard for the An family, but it was not a big deal. An Siwei nodded respectfully, obviously a little bit too. Happy.

The two talked for a while, and several monks in the boat came to pay their respects. They were supposed to be returning to An Siwei, and they all recognized him and were extremely polite.

"It turns out to be an elder!"

Li Qiuyang used one arm to stroke his beard. Although he usually didn't speak, his status was not low.

All the injuries on Li Qiuyang had their origins. They were left in the market, injured by demon cultivators, injured by demon slayers... all of them were performed for the family, and the lost arm was also cremated because of blocking Xu Xiao. An Siwei understood this. Very, stood beside him respectfully.

The sails of the boat were raised and they headed all the way to the lake. Li Qiuyang stood up and looked. Three streams of light passed by in the sky one after another. He chuckled a few times, looked at it from a distance, and said:

"Back then, I was patrolling the lake with Uncle Tongya. The place was shrouded in thunder and fire. When the Yu family and the Fei family were at their peak, they all had foundations built to suppress them. How majestic is that?"

"Yu Mu Jian Shang dared to provoke Uncle Tong Ya in front of everyone. The Yu family just looked at Jian Shang's face and was a little polite to my family. They never thought about today!"

The old man had seen many things and remembered all the dangers along the way. He was actually the most excited among the people who came to the island. When the boat docked, he saw luxuriant grass and fertile fields. He turned around and smiled. :

"What a continent!"

An Siwei sent good men to follow him to the island together. In the sky, a woman in Xiangyi flew past Jinshan, leaving behind a bright scene. The old man sighed:

"There are several foundation-building monks... An family boy, please take a look and tell me."

His old eyes were shrewd, and he could tell at a glance that a few people in the cloud were unusual people, but he did not have the knowledge to know all the people, so he could not recognize them. An Siwei said softly:

"Only the Xiao family and Xuanyue were invited to the family. As for the true identity of the foundation-building monks, I don't know."

"Looking at the female cultivator in Xiangyi, she may be from the Xuanyue Sect."

Li Qiuyang sighed "Oh" and saw a high platform in the middle of the island. Falling down to the platform, an old man in gray-blue clothes came up to meet him. He had a sword on his waist and looked taciturn.

"Winter River!"

Li Qiuyang called out, and Chen Donghe nodded quietly and led him inside. However, he saw Li Xijun driving the snow with the two of them, falling from mid-air, and said softly:

"Two seniors."

Before he finished speaking, a middle-aged woman stepped forward behind him and said sadly:

"father!"

Chen Donghe quickly raised his head to look, and was stunned for three breaths before whispering:

"Qingxiao..."

The woman in front of him who was in the late stage of Qi training was Li Qingxiao, the daughter of Chen Donghe. In his memory, he thought she was still a child, but now that he met her, she was already over fifty.

When the father and daughter met, they both felt in a trance. Li Qingxiao pursed his lips, and the young man behind him stepped forward. His eyes were full of energy, and he said respectfully:

"Mu Yun has met my grandfather!"

Chen Donghe didn't recognize him at all. He only understood that the foundation-building monk in front of him was the son of Li Qingxiao. He responded dryly. Li Xijun softened his words and led a few people to the stage.

Li Qiuyang was still very excited. As the elder of the Li family, he could naturally offer sacrifices at a location close to the high platform. Seeing the two monsters being pulled up by the iron rope, he waited on the side and thought to himself:

"This is my first year on the continent, and the tradition of the clan continues!"

Li Qinghong stood at the top of the high platform and was slightly delighted when he saw the two monsters being dragged up. Li Chengliao below was doing all the rituals and holding up the jade sword.

In terms of sacrifice alone, this year was not a grand one. The Chengming generation was greatly damaged, and the children of the Jiangque generation were not of the right age. Just like in the past few years, they just found Qi-training monsters to sacrifice, which was quite satisfactory.

"It's more symbolic than practical."

This was the first time that she participated in the sacrifice as the person with the highest power and cultivation level of the Li family. It was not difficult as she imagined, and it was even too simple. Take it out:

"Fortunately, the Lu Dan will not be condensed immediately. Instead, it will be condensed in the Dharma Book. It will be given to you if you ask for it again. Otherwise, it would be really difficult for Cheng Liao not to know the inside story."

She should have told Cheng Liao about the matter, but only those who have received the Immortal Talisman seed in the family are not afraid of supernatural powers. The Li family has gradually come into the eyes of the Zifu. If Li Chengliao knows the details, I am afraid that something will happen in the end. matter.

"The Xiao family already had the Zi Mansion back then. Chi Buzi still dared to use his supernatural powers to ask Xiao Gui about his plans. We should be more cautious!"

After finishing all the things for the sacrifice, she rose up by thunder and stopped over Huzhongzhou. The north bank was covered with snow and the mountains were towering. The west bank was densely populated and there were groups of cultivators coming and going. The east bank was filled with fairy mountains and fertile fields. The south bank was covered with dense jungles and mountains. , all exposed in their eyes.

The green water is rippling under the feet, and the scenery is infinite. The mist is rising on the vast lake, the reeds are vast, and the white air is pouring. The thousands of miles of lake are all in sight. Li Qinghong thought to himself:

"This is my Li family's Wangyue Lake."

She watched intently for a while, then a burst of golden light came. Kong Tingyun, dressed in Hunan clothes, was falling from mid-air. She first said her condolences, and then congratulated:

"Now it's time to call the noble family Wangyue Li!"

Sorry for being late today, this is the last chapter of the transition and I've been stuck for a long time.

I have packed up my things and returned to my hometown these days, and I have to quickly start the next episode.