Chapter 695 Bai Lin’s Gift

Of course, Li Ximing knew that Fuyundong was now frightened and eager to serve his family, and his family had always had a good reputation. This was the reason why he was born in Wushan, Baraya, and had been thinking about finding someone to work for Zifu for decades by the lake.

But these people want to invest, but Li Ximing may not want to accept them. If a monk who doesn't know his background comes to him, and he doesn't have magical powers, it will most likely ruin the big thing.

He didn’t want people, but the land in Jiangbei was good land, so he said:

"What are the boundaries of Fuyun Cave?"

Ping Wangzi hurriedly said:

"They are all under custody and waiting for a word from the adults."

Li Ximing sipped his tea and said nothing.

In fact, Li Ximing had heard of Xiaoshishan this morning, and the Li family secretly recorded it, even earlier than the establishment of the three sects.

During the Battle of Jiangbei, Master Kong Wudao came riding the wind and landed on Xiaoshi Mountain. All the Taoists in Xiaoshi Mountain immediately fled in all directions, but there was a Taoist named Fuyuan who fled all the way to the lake.

This man was injured by the mage and died soon after. His plea before his death revealed a lot of information. Li Xuanxuan had told Li Xi in detail...

There once was a monk from Fuyun Cave in Xiaoshi Mountain who came to the lakeside. He was killed by Xiang Pinggong holding a mirror, and he got a jade pendant from him... and this jade pendant... was the part to repair the Immortal Mirror! The same level as what Yu Muxian held back then!

Because of this part, Li Ximing was very interested in the name Komuroyama and brought the two of them in person for questioning.

"What's even more coincidental is that Bai Yedu, whether he is an immortal, or a master of gold, all of them support monk Xiaoshishan as a puppet in Jiangbei... Is this unintentional?"

Li Ximing already had many doubts about Xiaoshishan. The three Mifan sects were all from the Xiaoshishan Taoist tradition, and now he even suspected that there was something wrong inside.

"It would be great if we could find other parts, even if there are some clues. What's more, several Zifus are playing Xiaoshishan chess in Jiangbei, which will definitely be profitable."

"Ten thousand steps back, Fuyun Cave is located on the other side of the river in the north of the river. It is separated from the north bank of Wangyue Lake by a river. It is the boundary of my own home. How can I allow others to snore on the side of my bed?"

He drank tea, waved his hands, and replied:

"In this case, let's press this matter first."

The two of them retreated quickly as if they had received amnesty. Li Ximing hesitated in the palace for a moment, then took out a jade slip from his sleeve, with small words engraved on the corner:

‘‘Shang Yao Fu Guang’’

He rubbed the jade slip for a while and slowly frowned:

"Zhou Wei is still staying in Jiangbei... Don't let anything happen. This is not the time to read the exercises. We have to go to Jiangbei for a walk first."

The two people at the end left the palace gate and flew all the way out of Wangyue Lake to their home territory. They all felt like they had been reborn. Ping Wangzi was better, Taoist Wenhu was really relieved of a heavy burden, and he was filled with gratitude.

Although both of them were descendants of the Zifu forces, they deserved to die in the hands of Li Ximing if they encountered something like this. Even if the two sects couldn't get along with each other and were dissatisfied in their hearts, it was hard to say anything.

Ping Wangzi only whispered and said with some deep meaning:

"It's a big deal or a small matter. It's just a thought, sir. What I said was a matter and I pressed it first...but I didn't say that I won't pursue it from now on. Senior brother, please be careful in the future!"

He Ping Wangzi could say this because the Cheng Yunmen behind him had a relationship with the Li family, but Bai Ye was not necessarily an immortal. It was hard to say what the real person thought. The road ahead for Taoist Wenhu would not be easy.

Taoist Wenhu obviously knew this. His joy faded, a look of confusion appeared on his face, and he replied in a low voice:

"Both sides can't afford to suffer. This is a single-plank bridge carrying a load. I'm afraid that one end will be too heavy and fall into the water. I'm even more afraid that the load won't be tied tightly and the two ends will collapse. This is not something I can decide."

Ping Wangzi doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, but it's interesting to see people in trouble. He points out:

"Do you want to die? A bird throws itself into the forest and a man throws himself into the master. How can there be a chance of collapse from both ends?"

Taoist Wenhu was speechless. If you really want to compare it, Bai Yedu, the Immortal Taoist, was much more difficult to deal with, while Li Ximing had just become the Zifu, and he had corrected his behavior and did not regard foundation building as trivial.

"well…"

Seeing that he was about to reach his own territory, he stopped talking and only sighed, which made Ping Wangzi feel happy.

…

Jiangbei.

It was dark at night on the boundary of Fuyun Cave, and a shadow shuttled between the mountains and forests, and the clouds overlapped. Under the shadow-like gauze lurked an old man with a goatee, looking left and right, flying carefully close to the ground.

"Li Ximing Zifu...it's simply ridiculous!"

There is still an incomprehensible look of shock on his face, but what happened is that the master of Fuyun Cave was killed, and Situ Ku carefully moved out with his magic weapon, not daring to take more than one step.

Fuyun Cave and Boring Gold Gate have close contacts. Fu Dou, the master of Fuyun Cave, is supported by Boring Gold Gate. Of course, Situ Ku is stationed in Fuyun Cave as the voice of Boring Gold Gate. Now he has a bitter look on his face.

"Fortunately I never showed up..."

Situ Ku also understood in his heart that Wenhu Heping Wangzi certainly didn't want to offend Boring Jinmen, and he wouldn't go around grabbing him. The best way was of course to pretend not to see it, and then he allowed himself to escape...

"It's a pity... I'm afraid I won't be able to get such a lucrative job in the future."

Situ Ku walked for a while and emerged from the forest. Before his eyes could see it, his spiritual consciousness suddenly tightened! It has been observed that a young man wearing gold and white armor is sitting under the pine trees on the top of the mountain in the distance.

Looking from a distance, the young man's eyes were closed tightly, sitting cross-legged, with a bright gold halberd with a curved heart stuck beside him. His hands were quietly placed on his knees to form a seal, motionless.

Situ Ku was stunned for a moment. The young man's eyes suddenly opened. His golden pupils penetrated the dark night and pierced straight towards Situ Ku. The strange-shaped halberd swayed quietly on the ground.

"Senior Situ, this junior has been waiting for you for a long time."

Situ Ku felt a chill rush into his heart, and his mind seemed to explode:

"Li Zhouwei! Didn't he go to the East China Sea to slay demons?"

The next moment, the big ascending halberd had already crossed over. Before the light of the halberd arrived, Situ Ku was already breaking out in a cold sweat. He was so frightened that he lost his mind. Several talismans glowed on his chest, and a tortoise shell floated in front of him. The essence and blood are sprayed on this magic weapon.

"puff!"

"Boom."

Li Zhouwei's big halberd hit him in front of him, splashing flying rocks. The tortoise shell suddenly fell into the air. Situ Ku could see clearly that Li Zhouwei was holding a piece of Lihuo in his hand.

‘The Sun Should Leave Technique! ’

The only sixth-grade spell in Li Zhouwei's family is [Dali Bai Xiguang], but this spell actually requires the spiritual fire of the Zifu level to be refined. The Li family naturally has no conditions, so Li Zhouwei practiced the fifth-grade [Sun Yingli Technique].

This Sun Lihuo Technique is not weak, and it is even rarer to be flexible and changeable. The fifth-grade technique is already the most powerful one among Aoiike's direct descendants! Li Zhouwei has been practicing for more than ten years and has repeatedly relied on this magic to get out of danger.

In an instant, the bright white sun rose in front of him, like water waves, turning into an apricot color. The tortoise shell only spun around and was thrown aside, trapped in the raging fire and unable to struggle.

"Bang!"

Li Zhouwei's hand immediately touched the talisman mask in front of him, and the entire talisman mask immediately burned with blazing fire. The scorching fire light penetrated in front of him. Situ Ku was covered in cold sweat, and the spell in his hand had just been pinched.

"Bang!"

Situ Ku knew what kind of person he was in front of. When Li Zhouwei broke through the foundation building, he was protected by the treasure armor. Even Taoist Fu Dou's personal attack could only make him injured and escape. He was similar to this Li Shi Bailin, and he could use spells, If the skills and weapons are not as good as each other, what is there to fight for? !

He made a prompt decision, and the black mist-like gauze immediately exploded and shattered, a thick gray light spurted out, and the mana shock of "Ourui" turned into a heavy mountain of shadow and fell down.

Situ Ku knew that he only had one chance to escape. All the magic power in his body surged out with blood, and blazing magic flames ignited under his feet, like a bird rushing into the sky and galloping away.

Li Zhouwei didn't make a sound, he waved his halberd held upside down, and bright suns flew out from the arc in the middle, first reducing the pressure of the mountain, and a small flag flew out of his sleeves.

[Yangli Red Bird Flag]

"Heaven's style is vertical and horizontal, and the sun is away from the punishment fire!"

The five colors of brown, light yellow, goose yellow, bright red, and vermilion jumped out of the fire, supporting the dark mountain together. The halberd stabbed again and again, like pillars holding up the sky, supporting the mountain.

But after all, this was the power of a magic weapon that had been self-destructed. Li Zhouwei had already asked him to escape for a mile. Seeing that he was about to be caught in a chase, something unexpected happened. He only squinted his eyes to estimate the distance and said coldly:

"Shine in all directions, all kings must pay homage to me...the sun will shine...on the edict!"

A bright light rose from between his brows, and the entire mountain forest shone briefly, illuminating everywhere, and quickly fell into silence into the darkness. Situ Ku in the distance fell into the mountain like a bird with broken wings in the skylight.

The old man ran away in a daze, showing no intention of resisting. His lower body had been pierced, and the scorching sky light danced on his wound, rippling to the left and right, turning into two armored soldiers, wearing silver scale armor, with faces on their faces. There were no facial features on his face, so they each took one of his arms and drove back.

In just ten moves, Situ Ku was dragged in front of him in a dying state. The black light the size of a hill had been burned down to the size of a desk.

Of course, there was the factor that the old guy was bent on escaping and had no intention of resisting, and there was also the blessing of magic weapons, which also showed that Li Zhouwei's strength was as powerful as Tuoba Zhongyuan.

After stopping Situ Ku's bleeding first, Li Zhouwei suddenly squinted his eyes if he found out.

‘Zi Mansion? ’

Taixu rippled in front of him, revealing a man in a platinum robe, with a smile and a voice full of surprise:

"My Qilin is so powerful!"

Seeing that the person coming was Li Ximing, Li Zhouwei breathed a sigh of relief, clasped his fists in salute, and laughed loudly:

"I've seen the real person! If the real person breaks through, I can't come back empty-handed. This one... I'll catch a Boring Kinmen to congratulate the real person."

"oh?"

Li Ximing glanced at him with approval, and then realized that the people on the ground were Situ's family. Li Zhouwei's eyes moved slightly and he whispered:

"This is Situ Ku, a guest of Fuyun Cave. Wen Hu and Ping Wangzi let him escape. I was late for most of the day and was waiting for him!"

Li Ximing understood immediately and looked at this man with fiery eyes. He was a guest from Fuyun Cave. He was clearly a good handle. He smiled and said:

"Good... what a gift!"

He flicked his fingers, and a bright light immediately fell on Situ Ku. He tied up the man, took Li Zhouwei's hand, looked around, and sighed:

"I have made the Zifu a success. You are safe and sound. There is nothing more important here."

Li Minggong and others did not go into details, but Li Ximing understood how difficult it was for Li Zhouwei to move around the four realms in the past ten years. He probably borrowed a lot of help during this time, and now he has reached the point where he wants to pretend to go to the East China Sea and sneak back secretly.

Li Zhouwei just smiled, and Li Ximing glanced at the sky, took him through the void, and disappeared. After only a dozen breaths, the sky quickly became brighter.

…

An Siwei sent the two of them into the palace. They came back quickly and saw a young man walking around in the palace. Li Minggong stood aside. The spiritual object originally placed on the table had long since disappeared, and there was no trace of it. Know who collected it.

An Siwei just lowered his head and folded his hands, saying respectfully:

"Second Young Master!"

"Master An..."

This young man had a refreshing appearance and smart clothes. There was nothing out of the ordinary except for the pair of golden eyes that stared at him and responded with a smile. It was Li Jianglong, the third son of Li Zhouwei.

Li Jianglong's four subsequent brothers were not named according to Li's Zhongmai. No one dared to ask more questions, and no one mentioned it. Li Jianglong is now eighteen or nineteen years old, and his cultivation is not as good as his brother's, and he is not good at practicing. gas.

He blinked slightly and smiled:

"I heard what the adults said, this is such a happy event, I wonder when my father will return?"

"It should be at this time."

Li Minggong responded, and Li Jianglong shook his head and said:

"That Mr. Wenhu Taoist really doesn't know how to give gifts. Maybe he has never been wronged like this before. The thing is a treasure medicine. It seems to have been stored for a long time. He threw it among the captured spiritual objects and sent it to the clan."

An Siwei nodded and replied:

"I understand."

Li Minggong glanced at Li Jianglong with a smile. The young man said hello to the two of them respectively, saying that he was going to meet his father outside the country. He was quite happy and hurried out. Li Minggong laughed:

"He meant well. Shibo rejected Wenhu's things, but I kept them again. Now that they are missing, he was afraid that the Lord would think that I had been bribed privately, so he had to make it clear."

Of course An Siwei knew that, and he also had a look of approval, and said in a deep voice:

"The second young master, Hong Runtong, has a long history and can consider the right times, which is a blessing for the family."

‘More than Jianglang. ’

Li Minggong responded in his heart and replied:

"Jianglong and Jiangxia are older and have made their mark. Jiangliang is a few years younger. I've seen them before. Each has its own characteristics..."

"All Minghuang disciples are good players. If they were born in my Chengming generation, the dispute between the north and the south would be much better. That would be a great thing."

She showed bitterness and lowered her eyebrows gracefully to avoid being rude in front of her elders. An Siwei was too old to discuss these topics with her, so he only clasped his hands and said:

"I will go down to the island to prepare for the meeting with you all in the Purple Mansion. I asked the elders in my family that the island is not suitable. Now I have decided to go to the dense forest mountains with the broadest and most balanced spiritual power."

Li Minggong was familiar with family affairs and immediately understood, nodded and said:

"It just so happens that we take this opportunity to repair the dense forest mountain that has been out of date for many years. The dense forest of Komuro Mountain has been established, and I don't have to go back. I just want to stay here to fill the scene."

An Siwei nodded and went out with her. The dense forest and mountains by the lake had been decorated with countless golden reliefs. The monks were rising and falling, and they were all filled with joy.