Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1113 Heavenly Nourishment
Tingzhou.

In the magnificent hall, the atmosphere was grim. The monks below were kneeling on the ground. A man in crimson clothes at a high place was pacing with his hands behind his back, listening to the reports from his subordinates. After a long time, he let out a sigh.

Zifu won a great victory in this battle without any casualties, but the situation on the west bank was very tragic. Li Jiangzong had been busy at this location for seven consecutive days and could not rest for a moment.

"The head of the family... The young head of the Pu family, Pu Xinya, is back too..."

Li Jiangzong paused for a moment and asked:

"What do you want to say?"

The people below shook their heads and said:

"I received the pension, changed into white clothes, and went to the mountains."

The Pu family had been diligent over the years, and finally had a master who had built his foundation, but he died in the war. Although Pu Xinya was sent to the market, his original purpose was to hone his skills. He was extremely talented and was a good friend of Li Suining, so Li Jiangzong naturally took good care of him and said,
"We also need to inform Suining about this matter. It would be best if he could speak up..."

When he turned around to ask, he saw the people below coming up to report:
"Master Ning is still on the mountain, his cave is tightly closed, and there has been no news."

Li Suining is considered to be a very hard-working person in the clan. He has also broken through the foundation and has become the backbone of the clan. Normally, he would often come out to help at this time. This is the first time he has been in seclusion for such a long time. Li Jiangzong shook his head in surprise and said:

"Then leave it alone...you..."

Before he could say anything more, he saw a young man coming in from outside the hall with reports.

The young man was dressed in military uniform, looking heroic and dashing. He was truly born with a heavenly appearance. His golden eyes sparkled, and he looked extremely brave. He bowed and said solemnly:
"Meet uncle!"

Li Jiangzong's eyes immediately lit up with a smile, and he quickly walked down the steps, helped the young man up, and said:

"We're family... no need to be polite!"

This person is the eldest grandson of King Wei and the son of Li Jianglong - Li Suihuan!

As a genius of the new generation of the Li family, Li Sui's cultivation speed is extremely terrifying. Now, at only 28 years old, he has already established his foundation. His cultivation is even on par with Li Jiangzong on the stage. Not only is his foundation-building speed the fastest among all the clans, he has even surpassed several uncles and is only second to his great-grandfather Li Zhouwei!

This is certainly the blessing of Mingyang's bloodline, but it also shows the amazing talent of the eldest grandson of King Wei!

Li Jiangzong was full of admiration, but saw Li Sui still smiling slightly, took out the jade slip from his sleeve, handed it to the elder, and replied:
"Everything on the west bank has been settled, the land deeds have been redistributed, everyone is doing their job, and everything is stable!"

Li Jiangzong exclaimed in praise, dismissed everyone, led him to the back hall to sit down, read the thing carefully, and after a long time he sighed and said:
"Great!"

The 28-year-old eldest grandson had pacified the chaos and devastation on the entire west coast within seven days. He had renovated the palace, resumed mining of the mineral veins, and arranged for garrisons on the fairy mountain - he really didn't look like a prince who was in seclusion all day long to practice.

This reminded Li Jiangzong silently of his eldest son who was imprisoned in Qingdu. He was so angry that his heart trembled, gnashing his teeth and sighing:
"That evil creature...if he had even a fraction of your ability, I wouldn't have to keep him locked up like this!"

Li Sui returned the greeting, but replied solemnly:
"Qing-ge... is just domineering in nature."

Li Jiangzong thought he was just saying nice things, shook his head and didn't care.

Ever since Li Suiqing committed such a heinous mistake, Li Jiangzong had given up on him. In the end, he saved his life, took in a concubine again, and became more active in sex. Only his father Li Zhoufang still cared about him and visited his grandson occasionally.

He dropped the topic, but seeing that Li Sui still had a happy look on his face, he smiled and said:
"What's your good news?"

Li Sui even laughed and replied:

"I got a letter from my father! I wonder if he's back yet?"

He took out the letter from his sleeve while smiling and handed it to Li Jiangzong. Li Jiangzong was a little surprised. He didn't dare to read the letter. When Li Sui nodded, he took out the letter and glanced at it. Li Sui smiled and said:
"My father's concubine who followed the army gave birth to a daughter!"

"oh?!"

Li Jiangzong was immediately overjoyed and said:
"rare!"

There are many geniuses of Sui Yu's generation. Apart from Wang Sun, the brothers Li Suining and Li Suikuan are enough to support the generation. There are even more geniuses with slightly better talents. The only regret is that there are more men than women, and there are very few women.

He looked at it with a smile on his face, but he was more than happy in his heart. Having been the head of the family for so many years, his keen sense of smell made him ask immediately:
"I wonder which lady it is?"

Li Sui smiled with an ambiguous tone and said:
"My mother has been staying in the capital for these years. The wives who came with her naturally won't follow the army. Those who are in the army are rewarded by Lord Yang. They don't have any family background and their surnames are not Yang, but Huang."

"I heard that he is a cultivator from a small clan in Yue State. His father is a well-known figure and was appointed as a minor official in Dongli area... After this incident, he will surely rise to great heights."

Li Jiangzong heard the whole story and breathed a sigh of relief. He felt much more satisfied and said:
"This is for the best."

Li Sui stood up excitedly and said:
"My sister was born in Jianghuai, and she is just saying goodbye to the old year. My father had already thought of giving her a year character, and I am sending a letter back to tell my grandfather the good news!"

Li Jiangzong nodded repeatedly, held up the letter as if it were a treasure, and said with a smile:
"Let's go! Let's go see the old man first!"

……

The sky is bright.

Li Ximing stood up from the mountain and paced twice on the white jade ground. The fire of Li, like a bird, circled around him and landed on his shoulder. The immortal was in deep thought for a long time and said:
"I... never thought that Emperor Song would have such an opinion of the underworld."

Li Zhouwei stood with his hands behind his back and said:

"He is more dissatisfied than I thought. After all, no matter what, the underworld is determined to fulfill his wish. But judging from his attitude, he is not happy at all."

Li Ximing frowned, and after a while he raised his head and asked:
"Look at his appearance. How true are his words?"

King Wei paused for a moment, then shook his head and said:
"It doesn't seem like a fake, nor should it be a fake. Yang Xu and the underworld must have some subtle disagreements."

Li Ximing hesitated to speak, and saw Li Zhouwei said thoughtfully:
"Unless... Yang Xu is not satisfied with his future enlightenment, or in other words - as powerful as the underworld, Yang Xu is not satisfied with the true Qi obtained by pushing the entire world as a chessboard while mastering the golden nature of Tianwu Zhenjun..."

"Is this a feud between Yang Xu and the underworld, or between Tianwu and the underworld? What is the relationship between Yang Xu and Tianwu Jinxing?"

Li Ximing thought about it for a long time, and then he felt a little refreshed, and replied:

"You mean... he emphasized that the emperor cannot be inferior to others, and emphasized that Tianwu calls himself the true emperor instead of the emperor. Is he implying that the conflict between him and the underworld is not here... but... there are other problems? Is he forcing things to happen... or... is it because of old grudges as Tianwu?"

He pondered for a while and asked tentatively:
"The underworld... played an ignominious role in the demise of the two kingdoms of Ning and Chu under Dou Xuan Yidao?"

Li Zhouwei said quietly:
"Wei Yi is Dou Xuan."

This made Li Ximing silent. He raised his eyebrows belatedly and said:
"Wei and Chu are listed as the Northern and Southern Dynasties. If they are both born from Dou Xuan, doesn't it mean... that the world is in this Xuan? It is indeed very powerful."

Li Zhouwei hesitated for a while and replied:

"It's too early to do these things. I think Yang Xuan is ambitious and will see the clues sooner or later. I will consider one thing instead."

"How confident are you that Yinsi and Luoxia can support a True Lord? How difficult is it to control a True Lord? How many methods do you have to make a True Lord fall?"

He held the cup and thought:
"Both of them achieved enlightenment, so why did Emperor Zhao suddenly fall? What is the difference between the late True Lord and Immortal's golden nature achieving enlightenment again and the later people ascending the throne?"

"In other words, when Yu Zhen achieved enlightenment, he was able to withdraw unscathed. Was it because he was capable and qualified to do so, or was it because... the great men in heaven needed someone to occupy Yu Zhen?"

Li Zhouwei paced a few steps and said thoughtfully:
"These answers that have been lost in history are only understood by a few well-known major forces and the noble families. In addition to Tuoba and Shilou, there are also Tao, Wei, Qi... and others who have entered Luoxia and have a higher level of cultivation, so they should have something to gain."

Li Ximing nodded and said thoughtfully:

"But from this point of view, it can be considered a good thing... As long as Emperor Song can stand on your side, you don't have to be on guard behind your back, Zhengbei will be much more peaceful, and you can also look for opportunities."

After the two of them sorted out their gains, Li Zhouwei took out the magical treasure [Tian Yang Urn] from his sleeve, placed it in front of Li Ximing with a smile, and said:
"But... you are quite generous!"

This item was given by Emperor Song, so it was naturally ownerless. It was refined in a short time after it was returned. It was still the small brown jar, but it was now showing strands of light golden, vertical wood-like grains. The dark rice inside rolled slightly as it was shaken, giving it a gem-like texture.

Li Ximing took it from him and transferred it magically. He immediately felt a sense of connection between his heart and blood. He tipped it over slightly and heard the jingling sound of the gem-like rice inside. However, he could not pour it out. Then he found a line of words written on the bottom of the jar:

[My God is in the marsh].

The [Tian Yang Weng], which Emperor Song said had lost its Taoist tradition, actually had four magical powers!

The most important magical power is [Accumulation], also known as [The people receive and accept, it starts from myself, the people collect and carry, and no one is not reached]. When the mouth of the jar moves, there will be thousands of gathering lights, which can only contain thunder, fire, and gold. All other things will come in one after another and cannot be resisted, especially the water virtue, which rushes in and never comes back.

This reception is different from the ordinary magical, not only can inanimate objects receive it, but even photoelectric illusions, floating blessings and even living things can receive it!
Li Ximing's heart moved, and he saw Li Zhouwei smiled and said:
"If a Buddhist monk sees this, he will suffer a lot, especially that Compassionate Daoist… He likes to establish a small Buddhist land and release Dharma protectors. If he encounters this spiritual treasure, Maha is better, but I'm afraid that all the magic of Compassionate Daoist will be wasted, and the spiritual body he summoned will immediately fall down."

"I tried it a little and figured that if I could beat Lian Min half to death and include him in the map, it would make him helpless even if he asked the heavens for help or the earth for help. Although it is not as good as the Huai River Map in this regard, it is still a wonderful method!"

Li Ximing nodded slightly and suddenly said:

"In that case, this treasure will be very useful in fighting against the 'Shangwu' and 'Wu Kui'."

He answered casually and continued to study the treasure. The less magical one was called [Ming Qi], which was also extremely strange.

The so-called [Ming Qi] is quite similar to the [Bu Xin] of the [Bi Ting Qing Yan Xuan Ding] on Li Ximing's body.

[Buxin] is to slowly recover the injured spiritual plants in the cauldron and gather spiritual objects. It is possible that [Mingqi] can ask the [Tianyang Weng] to accommodate a large amount of spiritual resources and condense a [Jietu] over time.

This [粢土] is kept in an urn and is the main god of the urn. Its nature is in the "horn wood" and "precious soil". It can nourish the spiritual roots, resonate with them, and preserve their lives!

In addition, there is another method used to preserve life, called [Maintenance], and the requirements are quite strange. It can only be used in the guest seat, not in the host seat. If a cultivator is seriously injured and his body collapses, the owner of the spiritual treasure can take him in and stabilize him temporarily.

But if the owner of the magic treasure was injured himself, unless another person took over the magic treasure and became his master, this magical power could not be used at will.

The last remaining magical power is called [Tai Ji], which is much rarer. It is used for sacrifice and to seize blood and energy... If this [Tai Ji] is used to collect three or four hundred monks and cultivate blood and energy, it can be used to heal injuries and nourish other things.

This made Li Ximing feel a little strange, and he quickly changed his mind:
"Looking at this amazing performance, if we combine it with the first magical power [Ming Qi]... taking in a severely injured Zi Fu, removing its magical power, and taking its essence... theoretically it is feasible..."

After thinking about this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said:

"It's not surprising that the 'Shangwu' is a barbarian and the 'Wukui' is a ghost, so they have such a magical treasure."

Li Zhouwei knew what he was referring to and shook his head:
"I don't think it looks like something from the underworld."

He did not discuss this matter any further, but smiled and said:

"I think the power of this spiritual treasure lies in [accumulation], but the most amazing thing is [brightness]!"

Li Ximing pondered for a while, and then his eyes suddenly brightened as if he had realized something. He said:
"You mean... that spiritual root?!"

Li Zhouwei nodded with a smile and said:
"Purple Mansion spiritual roots are hard to find and are very rare in the world. Donghuo Cave Heaven got one back then and it immediately fell into the hands of the Golden Feather Sect... Foundation-building spiritual roots are not rare in my family, but regardless of the cultivation base, a spiritual cultivator who has awakened his wisdom... doesn't he have one in his family?"

When Li Qinghong was traveling, he found a spiritual persimmon tree in the south of the Yangtze River. This kind of spiritual cultivation is rare, and it takes thousands of years to become a major force, so the cultivation level is extremely low. Later, it was moved to the clan, but it was just for the younger generations to taste the spiritual persimmon occasionally.

But with this magic treasure, the situation is different. Li Ximing carefully looked at the faintly glowing treasure in his hand, and liked it very much. He nodded repeatedly and praised:

"My family has plenty of these spiritual rice resources. Although they are of a lower grade, as long as we can use quantity to make up for quality, it won't be a pity to use more! I will spend half a year to nourish this [glutinous soil]."

"The so-called [earth] that can save one's life will encounter a spiritual root with consciousness, which must be different and wonderful!"

Li Zhouwei smiled and replied:
"Uncle, please help me with this matter. I will go pick out some magic and practice in seclusion first!"