Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 314 Detecting the Fei Family
Li Yuanjiao flicked off the dust on his body with a trick, and then burned incense, and then entered the secret room to take the dharma mirror, holding the cold blue-gray mirror in his hand, it always made his heart thump, and he was a little at a loss what to do.

"A family's luck is a lesson."

There is no record of the existence of this Jianzi in the history of the family. Li Yuanjiao later received the talisman, and Li Tongya took out the internal history from under the stone platform in the secret room.

Li Yuanjiao read those jade slips over and over several times, keeping them firmly in his heart, and then walked out of the ancestral hall.

What makes Li Yuanjiao a little puzzled is that even in the internal history, the origin of the blue-gray dharma mirror is also unclear and contradictory.

Aunt Li Jingtian wrote in the patriarchal biography:

"The public will get the dharma vessel, and practice by receiving the talisman."

However, it is written in Li Mutian's biography:
"The ancestor traveled northward with the immortal, achieved the foundation of the immortal, and took the Xuanjian to traverse Wuyue. In 210, he returned to his hometown and established a family."

"Get the magic weapon... what is the magic weapon..."

Li Yuanjiao once listened to Li Xuanxuan's dictation that Li Mutian was a mortal, but how could such a magic weapon come from a mortal...

Li Yuanjiao was a little ecstatic in his thoughts. Unknowingly, he got out of the mountain and flew northward for more than ten miles. Then he came to his senses and took out the dharma mirror from his arms. It looks more atmospheric.

Li Yuanjiao stroked it lightly, his spiritual consciousness sank into it, and said respectfully:
"Li Yuanjiao, a disciple of the Li family, looks up to Hexuanze, and respectfully asks for the mysterious and wonderful method. I would like to show the mysterious light of the sun, punish evil and rebels, destroy the filth and subdue the demons!"

As soon as Li Yuanjiao's words fell, his eyes lit up, as if he had floated up into the sky, and the entire Lijing Town and even the entire Li family appeared in front of his eyes.

The hustle and bustle of people below, the crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs can be heard in the ears, from the patrolling soldiers to the dense forest to the dark blue rippling lake, everything is in sight.

"call."

Li Yuanjiao understands that as long as he moves his mind, the dazzling Taiyin Xuanguang will hit any corner at the foot of the mountain in one breath, so he relaxes his mind, zooms in from a distance, and walks in the direction pointed by the jade bracelet.

As he wandered through the forest and the dark rocks, a cave appeared in front of his eyes. It was rough and narrow, and the stone walls were full of traces of knife slashing.

There was a futon in the middle, and a middle-aged man in a black robe was sitting cross-legged, playing with the jade bracelet in his hand.

This person has a cold face, with a short beard and a second-level qi training. From time to time, he looks outside worriedly, with a little panic left in his expression, and he doesn't know what he is afraid of.

Seeing the jade bracelet in this man's hand, Li Yuanjiao didn't understand why, and thought to himself:

"There is indeed a problem..."

The monk's clothes were ordinary clothes, nothing could be seen, Li Yuanjiao secretly kept his face in his heart, and went around the mountain, but found no trace of anyone.

Resisting the urge to give this person a shot of the dark light, Li Yuanjiao slowly took his hand away, and was about to fall back into the mountain when he suddenly stopped as if remembering something.

He raised his head and looked at the white "Yunnan Formation" on the Hanyun Peak of the Fei family in the north, which was endless day and night, and an uncontrollable desire to explore arose in his heart.

"Why don't you take this opportunity to see what's going on under the big formation of the Fei family!"

Li Yuanjiao thought about it for a while, and flew into the wind. Fajian couldn't be stored in the storage bag, so he had to hide it carefully in his arms, and flew over the lake without hiding his figure.

The waves on the lake were rolling, Li Yuanjiao flew for a while, found Xiaozhou near the north shore of the lake and sat down cross-legged, offering the dharma lesson again, closing his eyes and concentrating.

Across the lake on the shore, the land veins on the north shore are towering. As the terrain climbed, Li Yuanjiao saw a chaotic Fei family territory.

More than a dozen towns were filled with smoke, flames and dharma lights intertwined, monster aura rose one after another, dark mana flowed, it was very noisy, and even a few monks could be seen fighting each other, and the brilliance of magic weapons collided constantly in the air.

The Fairy Mountain of the Fei family was sealed off, and most of the secular towns were full of fetal-breathing monks, who couldn't suppress the loose cultivators who came and went, all supported by the reputation of the Fei family in the past. Fight.

The monsters of Dali Mountain and Xu Kingdom also took advantage of this opportunity, like hungry wolves who came looking for a taste, cannibalizing people wantonly, it is difficult for these fetus-breathing monks to protect themselves, let alone get rid of the monsters.

"The Fei family has been a family for many years, so the loose cultivators who come and go dare not do anything, otherwise the situation will be even worse."

He only glanced at it briefly, then turned to the gleaming white formation that enveloped the towering Cold Cloud Peak. It was indeed very old, and many of the formation patterns were complicated and simple. It was said that even a foundation-building cultivator could defend against it.

Li Yuanjiao bumped into it tentatively, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he passed the Fei family's township formation as if there was nothing.

Clouds and mist covered Hanyun Peak, full of spiritual energy, pines and cypresses everywhere, white snow flying, snowflakes floating in the sky and scattered paper money intertwined, and the mountains and mountains were covered with white flowers. White ribbons were tied in the courtyard, and the wind was blowing. floating gently.

A house collapsed at the foot of the peak, no one was there, and it was empty, but there were deep sword marks floating in the ruins, and the sharp sword energy gushed out, smashing the snowflakes into pieces.

Li Yuanjiao raised his sight silently, and saw a handsome young man in plain clothes sitting on the ground in the courtyard at the highest point, but he was only at the peak of the fetal breath, surrounded by a group of uncles and elders, all of them were terrified. sad color.

"Tongyu... This big formation has been in operation for half a year, and the family really can't bear the consumption..."

"That's right! Tongyu... The head of the family has left behind a rich family background, but he can't afford you to consume it like this..."

"You kneel in the ancestral hall every day, but you don't know that this flower spirit stone is like flowing water..."

The snowflakes fell one after another, and the young man kneeling in the middle of the yard, dressed in plain clothes, was very handsome, his originally calm face was full of grief and uneasiness, he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

This person also participated in Li Yuanjiao's wedding, Li Yuanjiao remembered that this person was Fei Tongyu, son of the Fei family, and now his cultivation had improved, and he had reached the peak of fetal breath.

Passing by the group of people, Li Yuanjiao looked up at the memorial tablet above.

"The first filial piety, Fei Gong, hoped that the king of the Baifu would give birth to Yuming."

The candlelight was flickering, and the characters on the light golden tablet were extremely dazzling. The black coffin was placed in the courtyard covered with snowflakes. Li Yuanjiao carefully identified it, and his heart was full of horror:

"Fei Wangbai... is dead."

The eyes of the corpse in the coffin were closed, and the face was as if it was alive. The corpse was separated, and the neck was covered with a white cloth to cover up the terrible wound.

"Fei Wangbai... really died."

The dignified foundation-builder Xianxiu, the only genius of the Fei family who broke through the foundation-builder in a hundred years, who silently pushed the Yu family down to the top, and led the Fei family to stand in Wangyue Lake, the foundation-builder Xianxiu Fei Wangbai, died quietly on his own fairy mountain .

(End of this chapter)