Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1128 Xi Yang
Li Ximing bid farewell to his young man, then flew back on the light, all the way to the top of the lonely mountain. Seeing the young man already waiting in the temple, he smiled and said:
"Nanwu is so carefree."

Guo Nanwu was ordered to resist the demon king of Baiyan Temple on Fangyazhou. He was quite close to Li Ximing and seemed to be very skilled in the task. He looked completely unaffected and said with a smile:
"Nanwu cultivated the 'Evil Destruction Quest', which is the Shaoyang Crossing Yin Walking Method. It is very easy to escape, and it is not below the Yin Water. The monster cultivated the 'Fu Water', and it can't hold me back."

Li Ximing got the Qinglu and was in a very good mood. He smiled and said:
“I also gained a lot!”

So they went in together, and Taoist Master Daoming, who was dressed in robes, came to greet them and sighed:

"I finally realized the power of Jiangnan Immortal Dao!"

Hiding in this deserted West Sea, the purpose was to seek a magical power and save life, how could he not be sensitive to these things? Li Xi knew that all the Purple Mansions were grieving for the death of the rabbit, even Taoist Master Daoming, who had a grudge, also felt emotional in his heart, and immediately replied:
"Senior Liu has done a great favor to my family. I am only trying to relieve his worries! Besides, it is a crime to possess a treasure!"

Bao Xiang, who was standing by, looked normal, but lowered his brows and said:

"Tonight, the West Sea is full of rumors about the might of King Wei!"

Li Ximing laughed and shook his head, without saying anything more, and said:

"Take a step to speak."

Bao Xiang raised his eyebrows and went into the inner hall with him. He listened to Li Ximing's smile and said:
"I remember you practiced Kanshui. Is your tradition still intact?"

The woman looked up with great interest, her eyes lit up, and said:
"There are not many schools in the world that dare to say that the Zifu has a complete Taoist tradition. My Taoism has been supplemented from generation to generation and has a long tradition. The 'Kanshui' is also a Taoist tradition that has spread throughout the world, but it is also missing a 'Xishangweng', which is in Jiangnan... If the senior has this method, Baoxiang will definitely be grateful for the grace of enlightenment!"

"this…"

How come Li Ximing didn't know the name of this magical power? At the beginning of his rise, he was frightened by this magical power and became suspicious. He shook his head a little embarrassedly and said:
"'The Old Man on the Stream'... I can only instruct you to go to Cangzhou and ask. Whether you can get it depends on your own fate... But I have a magic trick here, called 'Turning Water into a Tombs'."

Then she took out a purple jade tablet and handed it to Baoxiang. The woman read the outline and said with a smile:

"What a wonderful method... This is... This is Dou Xuan's method!"

The magic in Li Ximing's hand was obtained from [Shanghuan Pavilion], how could it be an ordinary thing? Although Bao Xiang did not look very excited, Li Ximing knew that the other party was definitely very envious of this magic. Seeing that the other party recognized the source, he just smiled and said:
"Firstly, you have been so helpful along the way, I cannot let Senior Liu accept your kindness in vain... Secondly, I also want to exchange the spiritual object [Qingxuan Coffin] in your hand."

Li Ximing came for the Qingxuan Coffin. Since he had already got it from Yin Yu Sanren, he was too lazy to pay Yu Sanren for it, so he exchanged it with Bao Xiang on the spot. This woman got the advantage, so why would she hesitate? She smiled and said:

"it is good!"

One was getting something for nothing, and the other was secretly picking up something. They hit it off immediately and exchanged the things. Li Ximing said with a half-smile:

"What is the method of Yin Yi San Ren?"

Bao Xiang was startled and replied:

"More than a hundred years ago, this man came to the West Sea to practice. His cultivation was very powerful, and many people suffered at his hands... To be specific, which sect he belonged to - he only called himself a casual cultivator."

"This is…"

Li Ximing smiled and shook his head, saying:

"Just a casual question."

He did not stay for long, stepped out and said:

"I have something that I would like to ask Senior Daoming to take a look at!"

Then he spread his sleeves, took out the [Bi Ting Qing Yan Xuan Ding], handed it to Taoist Master Dao Mian, and took out three [Qing Xuan Coffins], saying with a smile:

"Please give me your eyes!"

All the immortals who have reached the Purple Palace have some scheming. With just one glance, Immortal Daoming saw through it and said:
"This treasure is truly amazing, fellow Daoist. You won't find such a wonderful treasure anywhere else, except in Jiangnan!"

[Bi Ting Qing Yan Xuan Ding] was obtained from Dou Xuan Yi's cave heaven [Wan Ling Tian], so it was naturally extraordinary. Li Ximing smiled as he watched him gather his magical powers, and Taoist Master Dao Mian took out a round plate from his sleeve.

This plate was only the size of a palm and was as bright as silver. Dao Mian absorbed a wisp of the aura of [Qingxuan Coffin] and took out several foundation-building-level water and fire from his sleeves. He tried them one by one and then said:
"This spiritual weapon is made from the elements of 'gathering wood', but it has the merit of 'full elixir'. The ingenuity of the forger is amazing, and I cannot compare to him. And this [Qingxuan Coffin] is made from the elements of water and wood, but lacks the virtue of earth. According to my practice over the years, it should be the 'treasure soil' that breeds."

He smiled and said:
"I will spend a few days to calculate it carefully and make sure there are no mistakes or omissions."

Li Ximing was surprised and asked:

"'Treasure Land'? Need to replenish spiritual resources? Without the help of the seniors, I will fail in my mission!"

Taoist Master Daoming nodded and said:
"This spiritual weapon is extremely powerful. Even if I don't fill it with soil, it should be able to condense spiritual water according to the magic... But there are some omissions, it is congenitally deficient, and lacks some magic. If it encounters three witches and two gods, or a whole pill exiled Qi in a battle, the spiritual water might be destroyed... It's better to keep it in the clan for internal use."

After listening to this, Li Ximing secretly rejoiced and sighed:
"It's just that this precious soil and spiritual resources..."

After listening to this, Guo Nanwu laughed and said:

"I have a copy of [Queyantu] in my hand."

Li Ximing didn't want to run around for this spiritual resource anymore, and was overjoyed. He took out a [Xian'an White Flower] from his arms and said:

"Please come all the way here. This [Xian'an Baihua] Shaoyang spiritual resource happens to be suitable for you. Please use it first."

Although both are spiritual resources, [Xian'an Baihua] can be used and taken, and it is in line with Guo Nanwu's Taoism, which is undoubtedly an excellent treasure. The young man smiled and said:
"Thank you, senior, for helping me!"

After everything was finalized, Li Ximing felt even more satisfied. He finalized the details with Taoist Master Daoming and secretly thought:

'The things on the lynx were divided, but the spiritual tools and the spiritual embryos all went to Zhou Wei, plus a spiritual object [Tai Yan Hua], two spiritual resources [Wang Dao Lin] and [Xian An Bai Hua], the harvest was huge, far beyond expectations! '

"Not to mention the Qinglu and the spiritual water!"

……

The sky was purple-gold, and the light was dim.

Li Ximing was collecting spiritual objects in the West Sea and counting his harvest, feeling overjoyed. However, the young man in black clothes felt gloomy in his heart. He hurried all the way back to Wangyue Lake and settled down in the big formation. Counting the days, he found that he had only been gone for half a month.

He did not go to see Sima Yuanli first, but went to the deepest part of the formation as soon as possible, took out the treasure jar in his hand, placed it on the table with his magical power, lowered his head and put his hands behind his back, and slowly loosened the magic.

Just by relaxing a little, the vertical lines on the jar became brighter and swayed slightly. A thick gray gas echoed at the mouth of the jar, and when it saw the pair of golden eyes in the darkness, it was choked and whispered:
"Little demon has met the King of Wei..."

Completely trapped, the tone of the lynx turned calm. In the dark hall, golden light shone. Li Zhouwei said calmly:
"【Small Leaf Xian'an Immortal Plant】——Where did it come from?"

These words silenced the monster in the jar for a moment, and then it gnashed its teeth in hatred:

"You found my treasure so quickly, it must have been invited by Yin Ye... Good... Good..."

Li Zhouwei did not continue to ask, but just watched quietly, the gold in his eyes became more obvious. Lynx could not escape that glimmer of luck after all, and whispered:
"I stole it from the golden land of Shejie, and I brought it all the way from the West Sea..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Li Zhouwei laugh and said coldly:
"Stolen? I'm not even going to talk about whether the golden land I gave up can preserve this spiritual root - you brought it all the way from the West Sea? And you just happened to find this place that can preserve Shaoyang? What a joke!"

Seeing that he was angry, Lynx's voice became more anxious and he whispered:

"That boundary was not found...it was set up for me by a fellow Taoist."

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Li Zhouwei's face faded, and he listened to the urgent voice of the lynx:
"This [Small Leaf Xian'an Immortal Plant] was not originally this short. When I was in the Golden Land, I was suppressed and unable to move. This immortal plant is as tall as a person... It was awarded to Shejie by the Emperor of Liang when he was debating the Dao in the Liang Palace."

Li Zhouwei frowned:
"Since you said you were imprisoned in the Golden Land and couldn't move, how could you know so much about it?"

Seeing how sharp and suspicious he was, the lynx felt more sad than angry, and fearing that his life was in danger, he said:

"King Wei, you don't know that the Daliang Dynasty was troubled by three things. The first was the trouble with the rivers. The second was the division between the barbarians and the Chinese. The third was the debate between the immortals and the Buddhists. At that time, many Buddhists and Taoists were outside the Great Wall. The Emperor of Liang invited the world's great cultivators and monks to have a debate between the immortals and the Buddhists... There were a total of nine times, and the Buddhist cultivators only won three times, and Shejie was one of them... He... He doesn't like to deceive people with magic, and he pays more attention to sincerity and submission..."

Li Zhouwei then put aside his suspicion and said:
"No wonder such a person took so much time to capture a little demon like you."

The locked lynx wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said:

"Later, the void collapsed and the golden land returned to nothingness. I took the spiritual root and also snatched a few of the instruments he had placed in the golden land for sacrifice. I fled in a hurry, all the way from the East Sea to the West Sea, and then I settled down to rest. But when I unlocked my magical powers, I saw that the [Small Leaf Xian'an Immortal Plant] had already lost its flowers and leaves and was almost silent!"

"I don't know the way of Taoism, so it's hard to save it. I just let it go and sold those magic weapons to exchange for spiritual resources for healing. But I ran into a high-level cultivator who was practicing in the West Sea..."

"Gao Xiu?"

Li Zhouwei's eyes became sharp, and he listened to the lynx and said:
"His surname is Qu, and he calls himself Qu Dao Ren. He has a middle-aged face, and his magical powers are dazzling and extremely terrifying. I have never seen a person with such brilliant magical powers, and I was so scared that I fell to my knees. However, he claimed to be a young cultivator from Xiyang Temple..."

"I said, 'You little demon have limited knowledge and don't know what immortal temples are.'"

“The Taoist Qu then said: My ancestor is not in the Five Elements, but was born from Yin and Yang. He is the first Shaoyang, the first disciple of Tongxuan, the clan that the young people attached themselves to, and the immortal master that Daliang worshipped from generation to generation.”

"[Guan Hua] is magnificent, and his disciples and sons all rule the world and respect him as their ancestor. Dong Wu and Qing Yi pay homage to him, Chang Tang and Wu Guan practice with him, [Xu Xiang] builds a high palace, repeatedly asks for his advice, and invites the immortal mountain - hoping to make it his palace."

Li Zhouwei suddenly raised his eyebrows, and the worry in his heart finally solidified:
"Tongxuan Immortal Cultivator!"

As soon as these words came out, the voice of the lynx trembled visibly, and it was unclear whether it was out of fear or excitement, and he said in a horrified voice:
"When I heard this, I was stunned and responded. I felt that the person in front of me was an immortal messenger. I kowtowed again and again and said: Oh... Sir, just take my head off and don't scare me!"

“He said: I saw you, little demon, got my Shaoyang treasure tree. There is only one in the world. It is the fate of Senior Shejie. He was also a senior of my [Xiyang Temple], who entered the world and became a Buddhist. Now I am protecting him so that he will not be in vain.”

Li Zhouwei looked solemn. Even though he still had doubts about what this man said, he understood that such words were definitely not something that this purple mansion monster could make up.

"I have never heard of Changtang or Zi, but who are Qingyi and Wuguan? They are either immortals or demon ancestors!"

But judging from what this person said, he might not be someone from the mountain!

"Shangqing... is the Jinyu Sect..."

'The clan that the young man attached himself to... that is to say, this adult is most likely surnamed Zhang! For a time, we could not find any evidence that the legal principles of this Taiyuan Zhenjun came from Tongxuan... maybe it has something to do with this adult...'

He didn't say anything, so Lynx continued:

"He chose a mountain and set up that wonderful place to save the precious tree. Although I am ignorant, I know that his method is powerful. I want to set up a purple palace formation to protect it, but I am afraid it will be shaken..."

"He also told me: [Small Leaf Xian'an Immortal Plant] is a Shaoyang spiritual root, once planted in the palace and cultivated by the emperor. You wait for a hundred years, and it will grow roots. After another hundred years, the leaves will flourish. After another hundred years, it will bloom a flower every fifty years. After another hundred years, it will have three flowers. After another hundred years, it will bloom four flowers every twenty years..."

He wept:
"Thank God, I have used a lot of spiritual resources to nourish it. In less than five hundred years, four flowers can bloom. But I only got more than ten flowers. Half of them were used to nourish this spiritual root..."

"No wonder there's nothing good in my pocket."

Li Zhouwei restrained his expression:
"If you calculate it this way, I have only been raising it for nearly five hundred years, and only one flower in five years... It is not as good as the Neck Feather, because I don't have to work hard to collect the wall-sunken water, and the output can also be used to make pills... But it is far inferior to the spiritual flower that the Golden Feather Sect took from the East Fire..."

Li Zhouwei didn't wait for the monster to complain, and slapped it back to seal it. He picked up the magic treasure, lowered his eyebrows and looked at it for a long time without saying a word:

"Xiyangguan... is this a plot?"

Li Zhouwei absolutely didn't believe that a person who lived hundreds of years ago could have spanned such a long time and involved the Li family members who were carrying the talisman seeds. But he also didn't believe that everything in front of him was without any human interference:

'This Taoist Qu doesn't seem to be planning something, but future generations can use his first move as a pretext... The arrangement on the lynx is definitely not simple... That Yin Yi San Ren may have seen through it long ago, and all he needs is an excuse.'

"But he cultivates the virtue of earth, and his family background is not shallow. The earth of Gen is clearly on the mountain. In the world, apart from Tongxuan... who else can do that?"

The young man remained silent for a long time, staring at the water-like purple light in the hall in silence, and began to think:

"Suining's meaning is that even if we don't destroy this spiritual root now, the spiritual power will be different in the future. If we destroy this thing, if the two parties cooperate, this place will be taken care of by Yin Ye...won't he ruin this place?"

Recalling the other party's impatient behavior when leaving, he must have thought:
"The one who really wants to destroy this spiritual root and this land... could it be Yin Yu? But if he really is a Tongxuan, why would he have to wait until today? He can just destroy this place openly, why would he need me to do it?"

"Shaoyang...Shaoyang..."

His eyes were heavy, and he gradually grasped the problem:
'The key lies in Daliang and Shaoyang... The world thought it was a dispute between Tongxuan and Qingxuan, and that Taiyang's killing of Shaoyang laid a hidden danger, which led to Emperor Liang being unable to stand alone in front of the dragon, and finally Daliang collapsed... But is it really so?'

"But Daliang is the Celestial Empire! The second Celestial Empire after Wei... Qing Yuqian hinted that the reason why Zhao fell to the present was also due to the ambition of the Celestial Empire - but Wei, Liang and Zhao were shorter-lived than the others, which shows that the instigators were becoming more and more cautious..."

"When the sun killed Shaoyang, was there sadness or joy on Luoxia Mountain? How many voices were there on Luoxia Mountain?"

The golden color in his eyes gradually faded, and he took everything in his mind. He sat in the main seat, staring at the magic treasure in his hand without saying a word.