Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 331
Li Yuanping was driving the horse. He felt overwhelmed, and faintly felt like coughing again. The military uniform on his body was cold, and his inside was wet and sticky with sweat. Li Ximing, who was holding the horse's head in his arms, faintly sensed it, and asked:
"How is Daddy's health recently..."

"Ah."

Li Yuanping didn't answer, with a pale face, Xin Ma got up in front of the black flag flying chariot, turned over and dismounted, and Dou Yi on the side quickly took the reins, Li Yuanping replied:

"Let's take this horse to... Xixi's transportation. From tomorrow onwards, I don't need to drive the car I'm going to travel with."

He bent down and got into the car, and began to disarm and take off his military uniform. Li Ximing sensiblely lit the brazier in the car. Li Yuanping coughed twice, sat down beside the brazier, and said softly:
"Sitting high in the palace, the letters from all the towns are always full of peace in all directions. In the past few months, I have been taking advantage of the heavy caress, and I have seen it with my own eyes. I finally feel at ease in my heart."

"Then Li Jiman also read it, Minger, what do you think of this person?"

Li Ximing's face was slightly golden red when illuminated by the fire. He flicked the charcoal fire twice with a wooden stick, seeming to be recalling something, and replied:

"My child sees him being conceited, mean and cruel."

"kindness."

Li Yuanping nodded in response, and said softly:
"In your opinion, would it be better for the Shanyue Kingdom to fall into the hands of the Tian family, or in the hands of Li Jiman?"

Li Ximing frowned slightly, and said:

"Boy, I think it doesn't matter who it falls into. It just depends on which side can bring greater benefits to my family... The mountains and mountains are vast, and the spiritual things and rice that have been handed over now are too little."

Li Yuanping didn't expect to hear much profound insights from the child, so he sighed in a low voice and replied:

"It's not just the mountains and the mountains. As the clan grows, open and secret fighting prevails in the seven towns. There are fierce battles between prominent families and branches. If it is not suppressed by the clan's main courtyard and Yutingwei, there may be more nasty things."

"The clan has gone through five generations so far, and it has been nearly a hundred years since the day the ancestor returned to establish a business. This is the reason why it is easier to manage a family than it is to succeed."

The father and son were talking in the car, the leading spirit horse snorted and stopped, and Dou Yi called outside:

"Patriarch, we're in town."

Li Yuanping led his eldest son out of the car, Dou Yi came over and said in a low voice:
"Patriarch, Chen Donghe and others are already waiting in the hall."

"Ah."

Li Yuanping stepped into the hall, even though he was only a fetal breath monk, several qi training monks in the hall avoided the seats, Li Yuanping took his seat first, first looked at Chen Donghe at the side, and said politely:

"Uncle, this is it?"

Chen Donghe is more than 50 years old now, he has cultivated Qi at the fourth level, his eyes are gentle, he gently cupped his hands, and replied:
"I have already prepared my luggage and am going to go to the west bank with Jing Tian."

Li Yuanping nodded suddenly, picked up a storage bag on the case, quickly went down a few steps, handed it to Chen Donghe, and said in a deep voice:
"This is the talisman and spirit stone resources prepared by the family. The town has prepared two monks from Shanyue to do some small things for my uncle... Uncle, take care!"

Chen Donghe and his wife originally intended to go out for a trip, they said that the couple was out for a walk, but in fact they went to the desert of the Golden Feather Sect to the west to collect [Jinyang Huangyuan].

This matter was originally a secret matter, but when he heard that Li Yuanping said that he would bring the two Shanyue's miscellaneous spirits with him, Chen Donghe suddenly raised his head, and saw Li Yuanping said with a smile:
"Uncle, don't worry, these two people are bound by multiple bonds, and they have sworn the Xuanjing Spiritual Vow, so they can be used."

Shanyue's kung fu is simple and simple, and it is compatible with the blood of all tribes in Shanyue. It is easy to practice but not perfect. Therefore, there have been five monks with mixed qi in these years, and they only have various spiritual herbs, which are unusable.

It would take 20 years to collect Jinyang Huangyuan by himself. Chen Donghe naturally understood Li Yuanping's meaning, nodded his head knowingly, and thanked him. There were outsiders present, so it was hard to say anything, so he immediately accepted the kit, said goodbye and left.

It wasn't until Chen Donghe left that Li Xijiao at the side took a step forward and said respectfully:
"Patriarch, in the past five years Dongshanyue's spiritual rice and spiritual objects have been offered as offerings. There are [-] catties of spiritual rice, [-] pieces of white yuan fruit, [-] catties of yellow jade spiritual rice, and [-] other miscellaneous spiritual objects. .”

He paused and replied:
"It's worth seventy spirit stones in total! It has been sent down the mountain."

"it is good."

Li Yuanping nodded in agreement. The Qingchi Sect is almost a free-range state for the small clans of fetal breathing and Qi training, and only accepts a little offering to show their subordinates, but they are heavily taxed and exploited for these aristocratic families.

Now that the Li family is an aristocratic family, the spiritual objects that have to be paid every five years can be said to be priceless:
"[-] catties of spiritual rice can be converted into [-] spiritual stones, [-] pieces of white primordial fruit, [-] catties of yellow jade spiritual rice can be converted into [-] spiritual stones, and the rest of the miscellaneous spiritual objects need to be enshrined in twenty or thirty pieces... ..."

However, the current output of the Li family can only be worth less than half, and the remaining more than 100 spirit stones have always been a headache for Li Yuanping.

In previous years, one came from Guanyunfengfang City to make up for it, and issued tasks to let foreigners and family monks go to the mountains to collect medicine and hunt monsters, plus Li Xuanxuan and others drew amulets, and also subsidized these family monks, barely enough to get four or five Ten rewards.

On the other hand, relying on the Qingwu mine vein on the territory, if you mine it with all your strength, you can get forty or fifty spirit stones in five years, and Li Yuanping can barely make up for the rest by digging and searching.

"We also need to provide food for the monks at home..."

Li Yuanping heard that Li Xiyu reported that Shanyue's income this year was not very rich, so he felt a headache for a while, moved the cup on the case, and murmured:

"There is no big formation on Wutu Mountain yet, it's really shabby... It's not a solution to lose money every year."

Li Xiyou stood respectfully in front of him, Li Yuanping saw that his words just now were quite fluent, and he didn't look dull, so he couldn't help asking:

"How is the situation in Shanyue?"

Li Xiyi was obviously not mentally prepared, he was slightly startled, thought for a few breaths, and said a little nervously:

"Tian's assistant government...Prince Li Ji is very brave..."

"All right."

Li Yuanping heard that what Li Xiyou said was neither "the Tian family is in power" nor "the Tian family controls the government", so he didn't bother to listen anymore, and said softly:

"Go to practice."

"Yes!"

Li Xiyi bowed his hands and retreated, Li Yuanping let out a long breath, turned his head, looked at Li Ximing who was reading carefully at the side, and said in a low voice:
"Xi'ao is dull and honest, gentle and generous. If you manage the family in the future, Brother Yi Xi'ao can help you, but you can't let him take charge of it alone."

Li Ximing still likes the big brother Li Xijiao quite a bit, nodding and shaking his head for a while, silently burying his head in the book, fortunately, someone came up next, and reported:

"Patriarch, there is news from the Yuan family."

"Oh?"

Li Yuanping quickly raised his head, and saw the man replied:
"Immortal Master Yuan Tuan has arrived at the mushroom grove, Dongyue Wangri has arrived at Wangyue Lake."

"it is good!"

Li Yuanping was immediately overjoyed, now is the third day of November, which means Yuan Tuan will arrive in [-] days, so he said with a smile:
"Send someone to reply to the letter, saying that my family is waiting for the arrival of the immortal master."

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The rain in Linghai County is continuous. This place belongs to the south of Yue Kingdom. It is surrounded by mountains and is gloomy and damp. The rainwater gathers between the valleys and often floods the low-lying places.

The boy walked on the water for a while in the dense rainforest. Frogs croaked all over the ground. He frowned and said in a muffled voice:
"Master, no matter how many times I went around, I still have to go back to this bird place."

"Who knows what kind of madness Qingchizong went."

The man behind him has messy hair, rough and fierce, walking through the black mist, with a hoarse voice:
"But I didn't send a related Foundation Establishment, so I can only go to Linghai County first, and go to Yishan City on the southern border!"

"This body is no longer usable. If I hadn't practiced "Drinking People's Blood" and was able to suppress this body, this body would have been consumed by the golden nature long ago and turned into a pool of pus and blood..."

The boy squinted his eyes, and said in an unclear way:
"But isn't the master looking for some special Dao foundations? If you break into Yishan City like this, you may never turn back, and you can only go to the southern border."

"If you go to the depths of the southern border, where can you find a body to take it for you?"

That boy was Jiang Yan who had been missing for many years. Many monks were using his banner to make troubles in Yue country, but he ran back to Linghai County without anyone noticing.

A look of doubt flashed before Jiang Yan's eyes, and he asked a question tentatively, but saw Jiang Boqing waved his hand indifferently, and replied:

"Your master, I am 30 years old and 60 years old in Zifu. I am extremely talented. Then I will think of something!"

Jiang Yan shook his hand, laughed, and replied:

"Since the master claims to be a genius who built thirty foundations and sixty purple mansions, why did he lose this purple mansion's golden alchemy back then instead of cultivating it, and instead cultivated the sutras of incantations?"

"Damn."

The rough man let out a muffled groan, the lines on his face twisted together with his expression, and he said in a vicious voice:

"I was a genius back then, so I didn't understand the filth among the golden cores of the Zifu. I only knew that I had never seen anyone with the same immortal foundation as me. I spent my whole day working hard, and later became the Zifu—"

"I just found out that Duanmu Kui, the Lord of Wushan, his mother, cultivated this way!"

The body he controlled was on the verge of collapse, his expression was distorted and ugly, and he could barely see that he was smiling, and continued:
"Duanmukui is a person who has dominated the world. How could I wait for him to make a move? I was so scared that I immediately reduced my supernatural powers and cut the Dao foundation, seeking empty space as a talisman. I lost most of my cultivation, and only then did I become a stranger."

"Oh?"

With a calm expression, Jiang Yan asked back:
"Why do you want to be empty?"

Jiang Boqing shook his head, with a hint of pride on his face, and explained:
"This is the method I got from an ancient book. It is to use the magical power of fate as a talisman to practice, to transform a body's cultivation base and Dao foundation into a fairy talisman, and to transform from the golden alchemy way to the witchcraft way..."

A look of hope appeared on his face, and he said in a gentle voice:

"When I was young, I got the legacy of the elders of the Huayuan Mansion in January, and this technique was among them. It was quite difficult. It was only because of the great connection between the three nine natures of the witch's blood and the talismans that I sought, that I succeeded."

"Practice your whole body as a talisman..."

Jiang Yan chewed these words, turned around, with tears shining on his face, and said in a low voice:
"Master, are you using my whole body as a talisman to practice now?"

Jiang Boqing was still rambling on, when he heard the words suddenly froze, he opened his mouth and cursed:

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Jiang Yan became more and more sure, the tears gradually stopped, staring quietly into his eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"Although this disciple doesn't practice the way of Zifu Jindan, he also understands that this way can never be easily turned around. Turning pills into talismans is already the limit, and occupying it with golden nature, how can it be so casual? matter!"

His eyes flickered, and he said coldly:
"If the disciple's guess is correct, the master's golden nature has been severely injured. Now that the golden nature has collapsed, there is no chance to occupy the Dao foundation and come back to life again!"

"Harmful…!"

Jiang Boqing's angry expression gradually calmed down, and immediately turned into a trace of appreciation, and said softly:

"That's right, I have no chance to win..."

Jiang Yan took a step back slowly, seeing Jiang Boqing's defenseless appearance, a smile appeared on his face, and he said in a hateful voice:
"It seems that you and the Qingchi Sect are on the same level. No wonder... no wonder what a giant the Qingchi Sect is! I have been wandering around the five counties for many years, and even a little monk like me can't be caught."

"Blood flowed like a river along the way, and every time I break through a stronghold of the Blue Pond Sect, there are always materials that meet the breakthrough...Those blood and resentment that have been collected for ten or ten years can always be delivered to me one gourd after another. .”

His pupils dilated, his fists were about to bleed, and he said sharply:
"Jiang Boqing! It was a good show that you directed and acted yourself...You and Qingchi each had what they wanted, and put on a good show!"

"You have never been a cultivator who seized any special immortal foundation, but just a good word to appease me! The Sanjiu True Talisman in my Qihai Cave, and the witchcraft blood inscription in my Shengyang Mansion, these are the things you planned! "

His voice echoed in the mountains, Jiang Boqing from the town was speechless, the flesh and blood on his face fell down, Jiang Boqing was stunned for a while, and replied:

"I have a very close relationship with Buzi, and the evil disaster is indeed an exchange of interests between me and Qingchizong... This blood and resentment will be delivered to you one by one. You are a smart boy, and you have guessed well about these things."

He paused, shook his head slightly, and replied:

"It's just that my golden nature is damaged, and the possibility of seizing the house has long since disappeared. It is not something that can be saved by any talisman or talisman. The two witch talismans on your body were cultivated by me...they are amazing, but they are not for the purpose of seizing the house." base utility."

Jiang Boqing's body was covered with blood, but he could see the gentle eyes, and said in a low voice:

"Occupying this body is just to protect you. There is no special elixir and practice. Sooner or later, I will fall with this body. I thought I could hide it from you until I sent you out of the southern border..."

Jiang Yan was unmoved, took another step back, looked at him with a vigilant look, and replied:

"If you say no, you won't? How can I believe you!"

Jiang Boqing frowned and glanced at him, terrified, suddenly moved his lips, and shouted:

"Bah!"

Jiang Boqing's lips and teeth were together, and he uttered a thunderous cry, which made Jiang Yan's head buzz. Jiang Boqing's expression changed drastically, and he cursed:

"Damn, my supernatural powers are blinding me!"

Jiang Yan's eyes were clear for a while, and he was taken aback for a while, then saw Jiang Boqing pulling him up, riding the wind, and shouting:
"Leave quickly, he is blocking each other with magical powers, it must be not far away!"

"Purple Mansion?!"

Jiang Yan suddenly had cold hair standing on end, urging his whole body to fly with the wind, and asked:

"Aren't you collaborating with Qingchizong? How come there are Zifu sent to chase you!"

"Probably my old enemy!"

Jiang Boqing's body was big and thick, with messy hair, and he cursed a few words, thinking about it in his mind, and said in disbelief:
"How is it possible?! Which one can count!"

The two of them took a breath, the new wind between heaven and earth stopped abruptly, and the wind condensed with mana under their feet also stopped flowing. Strips of black streamers appeared in the void in front of them, and the colors of Zifu's magical powers gushed out.

"Senior Jiang."

This young man walked out slowly from the void, dressed in a simple Taoist robe, with delicate features, and holding a magic bead in his hand.

"You have today too."

"Qingji Fang..."

Jiang Boqing stared at the young man, apparently this person's appearance here was beyond Jiang Boqing's expectation, even his intentions were not sure, so he said in a deep voice:

"What do you want?"

The Taoist robe of the Zifu monk fluttered away. He turned the magic beads in his hand slightly, stared at him quietly, and said:

"Seniors don't need to be nervous, the juniors have a lot of questions to ask, or the "Answer to the Beggar's Questions", or the Shangyuan Sword Immortal, Xiao Chuting, Tang Yuanwu..."

"What are you planning? Whose hands will the fairy book fall into in the end... I, Chang Huaishan, am very curious... Please come back to the country of Wu with me, senior."

(End of this chapter)