Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 311 Loose Cultivation
Li Qinghong fell back to the mountain on his own, leaving Ning and Yuan standing there awkwardly for a while, not knowing what to do, and having no face to go to other mountains to compete, he fell blankly by the lake, but saw the lake walking on the waves Come alone.

This woman was also dressed in green clothes, with good eyebrows and eyes. She looked to be in her early twenties, her cultivation base was in the middle stage of foundation establishment, her face was frosty, she frowned and stared at Ning Heyuan, and said coldly:
"Have enough trouble?"

Ning Heyuan suddenly looked awkward, took a step back, and said:

"aunt……"

Ning Wan glanced at him, her aura was fluctuating, it was obvious that she had just fought with someone, she calmed down, and replied:

"I'm not going to go to Fei's house to investigate the situation, but I told you to wait by the lake, it's good for you... to hit the mountain gate of Li's house!"

"aunt!"

Ning Heyuan smiled flatteringly and explained:
"Didn't I hear the name of Sword Immortal! Let's see what's so special about his swordsmanship, not to mention that I call myself a loose cultivator, it's harmless!"

"Casual repair?!"

When Ning Wan heard the word "Sword Immortal", a trace of guilt flashed in her eyes, and Ning Heyuan laughed angrily again, her beautiful willow eyebrows stretched out, and she said angrily:
"Idiot! Whose scattered cultivators are full of magical weapons? It happens that the surname Ning and the descendants can also spell [Siyuan Qianguang]? You have played enough with that group of lackeys in the sect, and you really think that the people outside are also idiots." ?”

Ning Heyuan waved his hands nonchalantly, and replied:

"Who cares? My ancestor said yes, who dare to speak up?"

"You really learned a lot from that Chi Zhiyan!"

Ning Wan froze for a moment, and cursed angrily, while Ning Heyuan bowed his head and remained silent.

"Harmful!"

Ning Wan was still cultivating at Yuehu Peak back then, and had dealt with Li Chijing several times. She had a good impression of this child in her heart. She never thought that she would come to this point later, so she only sighed gently, feeling a little melancholy:
"The Li family... Li Chijing seems to have an older brother named Li Tongya, who is also good at swordsmanship... I, Qingchizong, are sorry for them, Chi Wei speaks out, and I, a little girl, can't persuade them..."

"It stands to reason that Li Chijing should have known about Li Chijing's death at the moment. Chi Zhiyun acted meticulously. The Li family should only know about his death and not the truth."

"Sword Immortal Qingsui."

Ning and Yuan paused for a moment, maybe they had empathy for Li Chijing's outstanding swordsmanship, sighed regretfully, and replied:

"In the past few decades, all of Li Chijing's contemporaries have died. If you make up a cause of death and send something to express, and take a child into the clan, it will be considered as an end of the matter, and you can delay the living because of a dead person."

He chuckled lightly, and the luxurious clothes on his body flowed with Dharma light, and said with a smile:
"Hasn't it been cured in this way for hundreds of years? How can an unknown ancestor a few generations ago be tempted by shiny magic weapons and spiritual objects?"

"You."

Ning Wan shook her head, her expression was full of worry, and said softly:

"You, brothers Chi Zhiyan and Chi Zhiyun, and the elders of the Ningchi family are all too contemptuous... I, Qingchizong, have ruled for 500 years, and there has never been a decent disturbance, which makes you arrogant and complacent."

Ning Heyuan laughed and replied:

"My Qingchi sect has five Zifu inheritances, 36 peaks, and the methods of rule, coercion, division, and temptation accumulated over the past 500 years. 500 years of coercion!"

Ning Wan just sneered and said:
"Yuehua Yuanfu suppressed Jiangnan for 200 years, where is it now?"

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Autumn is strong, and there are more and more letters on the table every day. Li Yuanping sorts out the family affairs at one end, and at the same time arranges the marriage between Li Qingxiao and Yu Shan of the Xiao family. He is so busy that he can't sleep for several nights.

His thin body supported the white robe, which was a little cumbersome, his already pale face became a little paler because of thinking, and his gray-black eyes silently stared at the letter on the desk.

Dou Yi, who was next to him, glanced at him for a while, and was tangled in his heart for a while, then he took a step forward and said:

"My lord... Madam has come to remind you three times, let's take a rest..."

Li Yuanping shook his head casually, turned his pen, and responded:
"I'm a fetal breath cultivator. It's okay if I don't sleep for three or two days. I'm going to trouble my mother."

Seeing that the persuasion was fruitless, Dou Yi secretly gritted his teeth, bowed down and said:

"Ma'am means... she can share some of the family affairs, I just hope that you can take care of your health and practice Qi as soon as possible..."

Li Yuanping frowned and replied:

"I already know my own fundamentals, why don't I practice Qi, don't mention it again!"

Li Yuanping also knew that Mrs. Dou had good intentions, but he couldn't make such a bad start unless he had other schemes, so he put down his pen and said:

"The Fei family has been closed for two months... still no news?!"

"Never."

Dou Yi responded, looked at Li Yuanping's face, and replied:

"The five fairy mountains of the Fei family are all closed, and the [Yunlong Tiannan Formation] is worshiped every day on Hanyun Peak, and the white light flows without interruption."

"The people in the secular world of Fei's family are in chaos. They are barely maintaining their rule. Three waves of people have come to ask if there is any news about the master's family..."

Li Yuanping nodded, the Fei family's mountain-protecting formation, the cloud-covering Tiannan formation, has a long history. It was a formation hundreds of years ago. It has saved the Fei family from danger several times. It is one of the best formations on the lake, and it consumes a lot. , It is not a small amount to launch a full month in a row.

"The ancestor also closed the death gate..."

Li Yuanping muttered a few words, remembering the sudden appearance of Na Ning and Yuan on the lake half a month ago, he thought to himself:
"This Ning Heyuan is undoubtedly a member of the Blue Pond Sect... and with such a high-quality technique, he should also be a direct descendant of the Ning family. Could it be that the monks of the Green Pond Sect also obstructed the Fei family's closure of the mountain?"

Looking at the four characters [Siyuan Qianguang] in his pen, Li Yuanping was silent, and then saw a person coming up from the bottom, clasped his fists and said:
"My lord! A group of casual cultivators are fighting on my property!"

"Casual repair?!"

Li Yuanping threw away the pen, knowing that ordinary monks with fetal breath would never report it to him, so he asked quickly:

"What cultivation base?! How many people?"

"There are both fetal breath monks and miscellaneous qi monks... I don't know the specific cultivation level. About six or seven people were beaten to death in the mountains and forests. They alarmed the priest, and they have already driven the wind to investigate the situation!"

Li Yuanping walked down from the top, took a few steps in the courtyard, and said softly:

"For a few random practitioners of miscellaneous qi, there should be no problem with An Zheyan's seven-level qi training."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of ping-pong outside the courtyard, a bald man walked in, dressed in gray fur, majestic and mighty, holding a thin old man in his hand, he looked very angry, almost dying.

"Son."

An Zheyan nodded in greeting, threw the old casual cultivator in his hand on the ground, and threw it under the steps with a plop, causing the casual cultivator to moan continuously, while An Zheyan clasped his fists and said:

"This is the person!"

(End of this chapter)