Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1054: Divided Spirit and Different Body
The light in the palace was dim.

The Dharma lamps on the side were lit three times, warming the entire hall like a stove. The old man on the couch was still wet and cold. He had been lying there half asleep and half awake for three months. Suddenly he remembered that his surname was not Li.

'My father's name at that time was Ye Chengfu.'

When my father was still called Ye Chengfu, he always lived a hurried life. It seemed that he was making a living at the entrance of the village, but there was not much work, so he had to work in other people's homes. Occasionally, he would bring back a big bag of rice, beans and wheat, and walk into the house proudly, claiming to be the third smartest man in Lijing Village.

Li Qiuyang didn’t remember it clearly. If he could break through the foundation-building stage, he should be able to recall more.

The old man raised his head. Sun Bai was applying medicine on his lips, using the spiritual energy and magic power of the horn wood to nourish the lips, the symbol of fire and the portal of appetite, hoping that he could survive for a few more breaths. This was already a helpless act of drinking poison to quench thirst.

The old man stared blankly at the ceiling and asked in a weak and thin voice:
"Xuan...Xuan..."

The white-haired old man at the side coughed twice, bent his upright body, and his drooping eyes were filled with tears. He answered:
"Wait...wait a little longer."

Li Qiuyang indeed didn't remember much, but he still remembered kneeling in front of the old man when he was a child and took over the [Qing Yuan Yang Lun Method]. Li Mutian told him to respect his ancestors, follow the Tao, and strengthen family ties, so he began to take the surname Li.

After this meeting, Li Qiuyang's status was elevated for one hundred and sixty-five years. Now on Wangyue Lake, even the foundation-building cultivators had to be polite to him.

"Grandmaster... the master is coming, the master is coming!"

In the haze, a gentle breeze blew to the pillow. Li Qiuyang forced himself to open his eyes, and saw an old face. Li Xuanxuan was even older than Chen Donghe next to him. He looked terrible, but his spirit was still there, and his face was covered with tears.

"Qiu Yang...old friend, now you have to leave too..."

Li Qiuyang struggled for a while but failed to turn over. If it weren't for a "Jiaomu" foundation-building cultivator who was hanging on to his life, he would have died long ago.

When Li Xuanxuan was young, he opened a shop in Xiaojia Market and worked as a shopkeeper. Li Qiuyang and he survived the demon attack together. Today, the children of the Li family can no longer understand the fear of being alone and helpless in the wind and rain... In addition, as their old friends have passed away, the two of them hugged each other for warmth and had a deep affection for him.

The Li Qiuyang from that year is no longer here. The old man lying on the bed is like a piece of rotten meat. The fire has damaged his body and caused him death. The fire burned his body and it was repaired later, but the damage to his foundation and lifespan could not be made up. Li Xuanxuan could hardly recognize his appearance and could only see two turbid eyes in his skin and flesh.

Li Xuanxuan was filled with grief, and a fearful loneliness surged in his heart. He lowered his head and said:
"Qiu Yang...Qiu Yang...is there anything you can't let go of?"

The old man on the bed breathed twice and didn't respond.

Li Qiuyang's talent was not bad. The spiritual fruit he had received helped him to cultivate rapidly, but it also made it hopeless for him to cultivate Qi. In the end, he could only cultivate mixed Qi. However, none of his many sub-systems could become talented. After more than a hundred years, no one could surpass him.

Li Qiuyang reluctantly moved his eyes and stared at Li Xuanxuan.

He actually knew that this brother of the main family had many secrets, and he also knew that he had never really entered the upper echelons of the Li family, let alone him. Chen Yang had become a foundation-building person with outstanding talent, so could he enter? The so-called Qing Du bloodline was nothing but a joke.

But he had held Li Yuanxiu in his arms, led the horse for Li Xiangping, drank tea with Li Xuanfeng, and walked through Lixia with Chen Mufeng. The moon set and the sun rose, and he had passed through 62,000 dusks on Wangyue Lake. He had deep sorrow and love for the land that gave birth to him and raised him and for the people on this land.

The old man seemed to have exhausted all his strength, opened his mouth, and murmured:

"Xuan Xuan...they are so close..."

Li Xuanxuan raised his eyebrows, was slightly stunned, and reached out to support him. Sun Bai stood up in fear, and told the younger generation beside him to wet the medicine into the old ancestor's lips, and quickly stepped back. Li Xuanxuan seemed a little disappointed, and said in confusion:
"Who...who is too close..."

Li Qiuyang struggled and coughed twice violently, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs. He groaned:

"go out…"

Li Xuanxuan took the medicine from the younger generation and waved his hand to let the outsiders go. Chen Donghe raised his eyebrows and looked at the dying old man on the couch. Seeing that he was staring at him, he turned around and walked away, hiding his tears.

Only Li Xuanxuan was left in the hall. Li Qiuyang began to breathe heavily. He put more strength in his hands, grasped Li Xuanxuan's hand, and gritted his teeth:

"They are too close to you...Jiang...Jiang family..."

Li Xuanxuan's lips trembled, and the old man in front of him started to tremble with his teeth and spit out blood, muttering:

"If he... were here, everything would be ruined... only then would it be clean..."

Li Xuanxuan couldn't tell who the old man was talking about. Was it the ancestor Li Mutian? Or was it Li Xiangping? Of course, he knew what the Jiang family meant. Since Li Ximing became the Purple Mansion, he hadn't thought about this matter for a long time...

"The Jiang family... that Jiang family ancestor was murdered... but my family is on the rise. Not to mention the King of Wei, Jiang Qian and Que Wan are both seeds of the Purple Mansion. If the Purple Mansion is lost one day, we will surely perish. Why should we worry about internal troubles..."

He was silent for a moment, and the old man in front of him finally fell over. Li Xuanxuan turned around and sat on the steps. He choked up at first, then lowered his voice and cried. There was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside the hall. The first person to rush in was an unknown man. He knelt down in front of Li Xuanxuan with a plop and howled:

"Old ancestor!"

The middle-aged man who followed in closely was knocked back by him, but he was not willing to be outdone. He knelt on the ground and cried even harder, his voice as loud as thunder.

Li Xuanxuan raised his tearful old eyes, glanced at the people rushing in, pulled up the curtain on the couch in confusion, and waved his sleeves to throw all these people out.

The hall was suddenly quiet. There was no one else except Chen Donghe who closed his eyes and shed tears. Li Xuanxuan cried for a while and found that there were sporadic cries outside the hall, mostly whispers. He said weakly:
"After six generations, we are no longer relatives. How stupid it is."

……

Lulai Island.

The storm on the sea subsided, and the sky took on an odd green. All colors were blocked by the light of the cave. The blue and purple light on the wall flickered one by one, pushing all the spiritual energy into it.

The woman sitting cross-legged in the middle is dressed in white. She has a pair of curved eyebrows, a calm face, and slightly parted red lips, as if containing a hazy colorful glow. Her hands are clasped on her abdomen, and she is shining with divine light.

After an unknown amount of time, she put away her magic, and the colorful light was retracted into Shengyang. She stood up, the light in her almond-shaped eyes brightened and dimmed, and she exhaled and raised her eyebrows.

"The difficulty of [Za Cai] is much lower than expected... I estimate that it will only take two years..."

Li Quewan spent a lot of time on the [Xuanwu Taoism] in her early years of practice. Her spiritual orifice was between her eyebrows, and she was able to visualize the rising yang at a very early age. She also had an excellent talent for witchcraft, but practicing this art was still like rowing against the current, and every step was difficult.

Fortunately, these practices were not without results. When she turned to practice the secret method, she felt like she was unravelling a cocoon and seeing through things clearly. The time she spent in her early years was repaid many times over, and she felt as if she was assisted by God!
"The Quandan is a test of one's cultivation level. If an ordinary person were to practice Zuocai, it would take at least 10 to 20 years to succeed... But it's very easy for me..."

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but she was worried in her heart:
"I heard that my uncle was named the King of Wei... I don't know how much trouble it will cause. It's a pity that I can only stay overseas and can't help much."

Her desire to achieve Zifu became more and more urgent day by day. Fortunately, she was patient and only needed to work hard. However, when the day came for her family to reply to her letters, she would always come out of retreat on time.

After leaving the cave, the monks on both sides bowed down one after another. Li Quewan hurried out and saw that the hall of the cave was full of lights and colors. The purple-gold desk reflected the light blue patterns on the murals. In the middle sat a man wearing a white fur coat, a pearl around his waist, and three vertical marks between his eyebrows. He was staring at the scroll on the desk.

"I've seen a real person!"

This person is none other than Liu Changdie, the Yuanbian Zhenren.

Liu Changdie seemed very steady. He had not spent much time in seclusion in recent years and had been guarding this island. He would go out for a walk earlier in the day. After the thunderstorm that night, he had never taken a single step out of the island.

It’s nothing, I’m just scared!

The thunderstorm that night was extremely abnormal, and it was obvious that someone was driving it. Liu Changdie held back his temper and waited until the incident was over. He secretly calculated and combined it with the magic of his own supernatural powers, he actually got a lot of clues.

"That night, a high-ranking cultivator must have made a move, and he might have planned to kill me... But due to the large formation and the fact that we were in the East China Sea, he was stopped by the dragons, so he failed to succeed!"

It's not without reason that Liu Changdie has been in the South China Sea and the East China Sea for many years... Many of the things he has are obtained by accidental "opportunities" in the East China Sea and the South China Sea. He has long suspected that the dragon has the need to protect him secretly... This incident has confirmed all his original doubts.

"Even though I'm hiding in the East China Sea, in this great formation, there are still people who want to harm me... If I go somewhere else, who knows what will happen!"

Seeing Li Quewan, Liu Changdie seemed very happy. He nodded to her, then stood up and said with a smile:
"You're on time."

When Liu Changdie arrived at the island, he was told by Li Ximing that he must protect Li Quewan, so he paid attention to him and had a private conversation with him. He was immediately shocked by the young man's high level of Taoism and clear ideas in casting spells. He didn't look like someone who had just built a foundation at all!
So I asked again and found out that Li Quewan had been practicing witchcraft for many years, which made me feel relieved.

'The Wulu Dao is as old as the ancient immortal Dao of breathing in the air to cultivate one's nature and eating the mist and absorbing the dew, and it points directly to the root of the Great Dao...'

This ancient Taoist way of breathing in air to nourish the nature, and eating clouds and inhaling dew is usually referred to as the Sanxuan Taoist tradition. It originated from the Zhengshi Liangyi, and one of the sects continued to spread and develop before becoming the Sanxuan Taoist tradition that later spread to the entire world. However, the Wulu Taoist tradition was spread throughout the world at the same time as the Zhengshi Liangyi!

'The Wulu Dao alone, in the Binggu method, occupies the three earliest "Bingwu", "Shangwu", and "Yuzhen", and is also the most important one-nine, three-nine, and six-nine, which shows its power.'

"If you can achieve great things in the art of witchcraft, it will be easy for you to master most of the Purple Mansion Golden Elixir techniques..."

Of course, this great achievement is not easy. It is definitely not enough to learn some witchcraft and curses... At least one must be an orthodox descendant of this way! Duanmu Kui was able to defeat all the heroes in the past, and Jiang Boqing was proficient in both immortal and Buddhist ways, which is why he came from this!

For this reason, Liu Changdie was very optimistic about this young Li family member, and even saw her future path to becoming a Purple Palace. He vaguely treated her as another Purple Palace member and said with a smile:
"Come! Take a look at this!"

Li Quewan became more respectful to him, walked quickly forward, stood sideways beside the table, and saw a golden scroll on the table. It was soft in texture and seemed to be made of some spiritual silk. It was filled with mysterious runes and several lines of large colorful characters.

[The Wonderful Scroll of Different Spirits and Different Bodies].

Li Quewan looked at it carefully, while Liu Changdie smiled and said:
"This scroll was sent by your family. It was obtained from some Changxiao Sect. It is an ancient item, so it was locked up with a secret storage method. It took me a lot of effort to unlock it."

"Now it's revealed, it's a wonderful method of changing one's body shape, it's quite clever, it can be used to refine a different body, to save life, cultivate Taoism, avoid disasters, and escape calamities. If one's Taoism is high, and has some good stuff on him, he might be able to use this technique to reincarnate."

Li Quewan stared at the golden words in the scroll with burning eyes and sighed:
"It's so precious!"

Although Li Quewan was not very clear about Li Zhouwei's current situation, he still understood the principle that he had perfect supernatural powers and could either seek gold or reincarnate. Thinking that it might be useful to his own master, he immediately smiled and watched carefully.

This item may not be worth much in ancient times, but nowadays when most of the methods of reincarnation and walking in the void have been lost, it is extremely precious... Liu Changdie nodded and sighed:

"Unfortunately, the main purpose is still the first four things, and the ability of reincarnation is just a side effect... If I can refine that alien body to the point where it can be used for reincarnation... I don't know how many purple palaces I can cultivate with the materials I have consumed, and how much more magical powers I can gain... And it won't increase my confidence, so why bother?"

"Compared to the ancient demon fetus, the Heart-Combining Ten-Colored Pearl... and even the Gold Nature, the possibility of this technique succeeding is too low. There are also many side effects. It can only be regarded as a retreat that we have to take."

He smiled:

"Anyway...it's still precious. I was lucky enough to have a few more glances at it."

Li Quewan quickly shook his head and said respectfully:
"Your Excellency and my master are close friends, so you should send it to me to share... Why do you say that... I can't let your Excellency waste so much time to solve the scroll in vain..."

Liu Changdie shook his head and laughed. He no longer felt that his time was precious. He took out a letter from his sleeve and said:

"Let's take a look at the letter from home."

Li Que took it out and read it as if he had found a treasure. Liu Changdie looked at her profile and sighed:

"I have long thought that if I had a child, I could have a child with her, but now it seems that even if I had a child, he would not be worthy of her."

While Liu Changdie was thinking, he saw a man quickly walk in front of the cave, greet him and say respectfully:
"Report to the Immortal... there is... there is a demon king waiting outside the island! He wants to... see the Immortal!"

"Demon King?!"

Liu Changdie's first reaction was that it was a dragon. He was horrified, but suddenly he sensed something and took out a golden jade pendant from his sleeve. After a closer look, he realized it and felt a little embarrassed:

"It's Senior Fuxun who came to visit me!"

Main characters in this chapter
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Liu Changdie [Early Purple Mansion Period]

Li Quewan's "Waiting for the Gods" [Peak of Foundation Building]

Li Xuanxuan [Ninth Level of Qi Training]