Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 329
March passed by quietly, and Li Qinghong arrived in the wind, dressed in jade armor.

She is still in her early twenties, the spear in her hand is sharp, and the jade armor on her body is crystal clear, painted with complicated patterns, it is the jade armor of the fetal breath magic weapon.

Magical artifacts such as armor are expensive, and their rarity is only a bit lower than that of the alchemy furnace. This set was discovered when Yuting Mountain was breached. Li Tongya sent it to Li Qinghong, and Li Qinghong sent it to Li Yuanping.

Li Yuanping didn't agree, so Li Xijiao was carried to Yuting Mountain for Li Qinghong, but Li Xijiao was so tired that she ran around and was out of breath.

After two steps into the main hall, Li Yuanping raised his head. The woman in front of him was full of vigor, standing with a gun in her hand. She was wearing a jade armor. She stood up quickly and said with a smile:
"Sister Hong."

Li Qinghong smiled sweetly, stepped forward, her eyes were rippling with purple, looked at Li Yuanping for a while, and whispered:
"Your cultivation level is almost overtaken by Xizhi!"

Li Yuanping smiled lightly, and Li Ximing, who was at the side, stepped forward and said respectfully:

"Ximing met aunt!"

"My Danshi is here."

This made Li Ximing smile shyly, Li Yuanping saw that Li Qinghong's body was refined and had stayed on the fifth level of Qi training for a while, and sighed:
"You and Brother Jiao's cultivation speed is really astonishing. Yu Mujian was said to be very gifted in Qi training before the age of 30. You and Brother Jiao are less than [-] years old. One is at the fifth level of Qi training and the other is at the sixth level of Qi training. It's really amazing."

Li Qinghong laughed twice, and said seriously:
"Then An Jingming is still in his 20s practicing Qi level [-], which is incomparable."

Li Yuanping nodded and told the recent events. Li Qinghong listened carefully, thought for a while, and said:

"I've stayed at Fei's house for a while, and I'm also familiar with brothers Fei Tongyu and Fei Tongxiao."

Purple eyes flowed in her eyes, and she said softly:

"Fei Tongyu is handsome, elegant and easy-going, but not decisive enough. She can take advantage of the situation and can't survive adversity. Fei Tongxiao is brave and courageous, but abides by her heart and will not let down the kindness of my family."

It was rare for Li Yuanping to hear news about these two people, and as he listened to it, he memorized it like a treasure, when Li Qinghong smiled and said:
"If Fei's family really joins the sect, these two people will definitely not make up their minds to become enemies with my family. At most, they will be indecisive and have a choice. Don't worry!"

The two chatted for a while, remembering what happened today, it was all about Qi Qiran, Li Yuanjiao and Li Xuanxuan were walking in from the front of the hall, and Li Xuanxuan came back from Fangshi, walking in a hurry.

He is over half a hundred years old, his temples are gray and serious, several juniors hurried up to greet him, all four of them changed into white clothes specially, looked at each other, Li Yuanjiao said:

"Up the mountain."

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Meichifeng Cave Mansion was discovered by Li Xiangping back then, and he and Li Tongya used the mysterious light of the sun to break it down. Now it has been repaired many times. The bluestone is smooth, the patterns are complicated, and the two stone lions are majestic.

The four of them stepped on the platform in front of the cave, Li Yuanjiao cast spells, but the gate of the cave didn't move at all, he was slightly taken aback, frowned and said:
"Sealed from the inside."

When the three of them saw this, they all looked at Li Qinghong. She was trained in marksmanship, and also cultivated thunder-like kungfu, and she was the best at destroying.

"Trouble elder sister."

Hearing this, Li Qinghong moved forward with a gun, and secretly confessed in his heart. Then he brandished the spear and charged it against Shimen. Thunder spewed from the spear, flowing endlessly, converging on the point of the spear.

"drink!"

Li Qinghong swung his long spear with his strength, turned around and slashed down. A rich purple color appeared on the spear's tip, and it turned into a dragon's posture. It opened its teeth and claws, and smashed on the stone gate.

It was "Youlong Huiying" sent by the Fei family five years ago, which is good at breaking the formation and killing the enemy. Li Qinghong has been practicing for these years, and he has already started, so it just happens to be used here.

"boom!"

The formation on the stone gate was originally a large formation based on gathering breath and gathering spirits. It suddenly lit up and shattered. Li Yuanjiao and Li Xuanxuan on the side had already prepared. They pressed their hands on the wall to dissolve the aftermath and protect the stone gate with mana. ontology.

Until the last ray of purple lightning disappeared, Li Yuanjiao let out a long breath, and slowly pushed open the stone door.

"call--"

At the entrance of the Shimen Cave, a burst of icy new wind blows past, disperses and flows, and flies towards the sky. The three of them step on the steps carefully and enter together.

The stone bed collapsed, the young man in white rested his chin with his hands, with a sword on his knees, his eyes closed, his black hair loose, the ground was full of clear water, and the stone table in front of the door was dripping with dew.

The four of them stared at the young man in rapt attention, and after worshiping together, they saw the young man in white suddenly turn into clear water, and scattered coral, glass, mica, basalt and other things all over the ground.

Li Yuanjiao took a step forward, but saw that there were ink marks on the stone table, three points into the stone, the handwriting was flying like dragons and phoenixes, and the silver hooks were painted on iron:

"After five years of my death, my eyes were made of colored glaze, which could be placed in a box and buried on my behalf. My flesh and blood would be turned into mica and basalt. I hope that my descendants will discard them in the mountain stream, so that craftsmen can pick them up, and they can be used as foundations and buildings."

"The five viscera are turned into green water, which can be thrown into great rivers, so that I can see the scenery of the world, and the rest are turned into coral and talc, scattered in the mountains and forests, or used as medicine, or painted, or made up for women."

"The Li family's disciple Tongya must write."

In the room, the four people were silent and had different expressions. Li Xuanxuan only stroked the stone table with his hands, while Li Yuanjiao took out the jade box, picked up the two colored glazes, and placed them carefully.

Then he took down the fallen Qingchi sword, held them in his arms, and said to Li Qinghong:

"I also ask my younger sister to take pictures of the basalt and mica, collect the spiritual water, and go to the mountains and rivers. I will send my uncle back to the ancestral hall first."

Li Qinghong lowered his head, knelt before the collapse, dazed, not knowing what he was thinking, and said after counting breaths:

"it is good."

She took out the jade box, and picked up the black, white, and crystal clear spiritual things all over the floor one by one, and then cast a spell to store the green and deep spiritual water all over the floor into a water ball, held it in her hand, and drove away in the wind.

Leaving Lijing Mountain precariously, Li Qinghong flew muffled for a while, searching around, and finally found a mountain stream.

The mountain springs are ding-dong, bluegrass is everywhere, and there is a mortal village not far away, which is in line with Li Tongya's meaning, so he took out the mica and basalt from the jade box and sank them into the spring water one by one.

After finishing all this, Li Qinghong just sat down at the side, resting his chin and staring.

"woo woo woo woo…"

She froze for a moment, looked around with red eyes, and then saw a fox with red fur sitting by the stream, howling loudly.

Li Qinghong hesitated slightly, stood up cautiously, and said respectfully:

"Junior Li Qinghong, I have met senior!"

"damn it."

The fox was cursing, looked up at Li Qinghong, spit out a spirit grass, and cursed:

"Li Tongya sealed the mark I left on him. I didn't know this guy was dead until just now. I went to the mountains to find medicine for him for nothing! I was blind for nothing!"

She was cursing, but the fox drooped its head, looked at her listlessly, picked up a piece of mica from the river, threw the spirit grass back into its mouth, and shouted:

"I was going to look for Li Tongya, but I ran into him burying him, so I stopped by to have a look."

So it rose up on the demonic wind, disappeared into the sky like a gust of black wind, and went to the depths of Dali Mountain.

Li Qinghong paused on the spot, bowed slowly in the direction where it was leaving, and drove the wind to find the river.

The cold mountain stream regained its tranquility, the dew dripped, the stream spun, and after a long while, a person slowly emerged from the void.

This man was dressed in white, loose clothing, with sapphire on the front of the skirt, his face was blurred, a sword dangled around his waist, and he stood with his hands behind his back.

He lowered his head to look at the mica and basalt in the stream, raised his white cloth shoes, kicked it lightly, and the stone rolled into the stream with a gurgle.

"Li Tongya."

(End of this chapter)