Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 362 Sunset
"I know."

Li Yuanjiao waved his hand, first picked up the storage bag seized by Xi Moxiu, who killed the fetus on the road, counted the contents inside, and said:
"There is also a [Azure Blade] in the middle stage of Qi training in the treasury of the clan. You can take it out and sell it in an emergency. As for the [Six Stone Cloud Disk] in the same middle stage...it is a rare magic shield produced by Qingchi, so let's keep it."

He weighed it twice, put away the storage bag in his hand, and said:

"After all, he is a monk of fetal breath. This storage bag is not as big as a desk case, and there are only ten spirit stones in pieces."

That is to say, this demon cultivator is already much richer than ordinary fetus-breathing cultivators. Li Yuanjiao put away his things, and Li Qinghong said:

"The Zhongmai is bitter, and I still have nine spirit stones on me. Brother, take them and use them."

Involuntarily speaking, he stuffed a few spirit stones into his hands, Li Yuanjiao took them silently, thanked him, and replied:
"It's brother who owes you."

After all, Li Xizhi is his legitimate son, and it is already the limit to take out the magic weapon from the family and sell it. If it is replaced by other families, there must be opposition voices for public benefit, and it is definitely not enough to just take it out and sell it.

Li Qinghong just shrugged and said with a smile:
"Brother, whatever you want."

The two looked at each other and smiled, Li Yuanjiao packed up his things, took a few fetal breathing artifacts from the storeroom, took out a map and looked at it, planning to find a market.

"Guanyunfeng Square City is shattered, and the footsteps to the Square City are much longer."

Li Yuanjiao looked at the picture for a while, and originally planned to go to Yuan's big storehouse, and counting the distance, Guyanfang in the desert to the west is closer.

"Then I'll take a trip to Guyanfang! Now that communication is cut off all the time, I can still see Uncle Donghe."

……

Li Yuanjiao on the mountain packed up his things and left. The snow under the mountain grew bigger and fluttered like goose feathers. The town and the mountains were all white. Li Xijun sent Li Ximing away with the elders and went back to the mountain by himself.

Walking in the snow with his hands behind his back, his light and bright clothes set off his appearance.

Unlike his elder brother Li Xixi, he has many troubles in the family, he only takes a leisurely job in the main courtyard of the family, he retreats to practice on weekdays, and occasionally goes down to kill monsters.

After only walking more than a dozen miles, Yuting Mountain appeared in front of him. The mountain was towering, the top of the mountain was covered with snow, and it was covered with green pines.

"The pine and snow in the Yuting are able to drive away the evil spirits."

Li Xijun has practiced in Yuting Mountain for many years. There are more and more pine trees on the mountain. Yuting Mountain is so tall that it pierces into the sky. There is snow every year. He glanced at it briefly and understood a few of them.

Holding the sword and walking a few steps, there were two people standing at the foot of the mountain. When they saw him, they bowed respectfully and said softly:
"I've seen your son."

These two are the An family brothers, An Siming and An Siwei, several years older than Li Xijun, who were sent by Li Yuanping to practice in Yuting Peak.

An Siming's sword and An Siwei's spear were both wearing gold rings. Li Xijun exchanged a few words, and the imperial seal opened the formation, and the golden light flickered slowly.

An Siming stepped forward, hesitated to speak, and said softly:
"Young master, there is a girl in Siming's family who is in the age of the golden hairpin. She has a spiritual orifice, and now she is at the second level of fetal breath cultivation, and she has a beautiful appearance..."

He seemed a little embarrassed, and said in a long-winded manner. Li Xijun stepped forward with his sword in his arms, and the formation behind him was slowly closed. He stepped on the snow on the road while walking, and said:

"An Keqing wants to marry me Zhongmai?"

The two agreed again and again, and said some flattering words, Li Xijun laughed and said:
"My father died at middle age, and Zhongmai is my aunt who decides. If we can pass the test between her and the clan, we can naturally meet."

Seeing his appearance, the two had no choice but to nod, while Li Xijun looked at the white snow on the pine and sighed:
"This matter is not something I can decide."

The An brothers nodded, Li Xijun stroked the scabbard, his thoughts drifted away, and he said to himself:

"An's talents are all high. If there is a change in Zhong's father's breakthrough in foundation building, after 50 years, there will be at least two uncles who are at the peak of Qi training, plus maybe a grandfather who is also at the peak of Qi training... or even more..."

Li Xijun held Luoxue and let it melt slowly in his hands:

"An's didn't know that there was a fairy mirror in his family to suppress him. He felt that my family would think that marrying Bomai would hold future generations hostage, and marrying Zhongmai would be afraid of doing right things..."

"An Zhe said that this person is contemptuous, and he couldn't tell. Concubine Li might have a headache, so she came to test my tone. '

"Whoa..."

The green pine was drooping slightly, and the snow on the tree was falling. Li Xijun raised his slender eyebrows and said with a smile:

"Go up the mountain to practice!"

……

Li Yuanjiao rode the wind for half a day, crossed the center of the lake, and arrived at the west bank of Moon Lake, where there are mountains of all sizes, there are dozens of Xiuxian families, most of them are fetal breath families, and there are only a few families for Qi training.

This is the site of the Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivator He Daoist. This casual cultivator in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment has always been aloof from the world. He collects offerings and makes a living on that one-third of an acre of land, and the other families don't bother to provoke him.

Across the west bank, you can see a towering mountain that fills the sky and the earth. This mountain is flat and narrow, with bare tops, exposed rocks, and thin veins. This mountain is called "Xiping", which separates the desert from Moon Lake. The junction of sects.

After crossing Xiping, the climate suddenly became hot, dry and hot. After flying in the wind for a few days, yellow sand gradually appeared, and a majestic pass appeared in front of us.

The ancient pass of Yue State, Guyan Pass.

A section of Guyan Pass was occupied by the Guyan Temple under the rule of Jin Yuzong. When Li Yuanjiao arrived at the pass, with a sweep of his spiritual sense, he could see a fiery and bright formation ready to go. The array will be activated.

"Li Yuanjiao from the Li family in Lijing is here to visit, please ask the temple master to open a large formation!"

He pumped up his magic power, waited for a few breaths, and saw a Taoist priest flying out of the formation, his cultivation was only the third level of Qi training, he was dressed in half yellow and half white robes, he looked neither fish nor fowl, but he was full of smiles:

"I've met fellow Taoist, Poor Daogu Yanbai Yinzi!"

Li Yuanjiao nodded with a smile on his face. This person put his posture extremely low, and his smiles were piled up to look very attentive. He hurriedly said:
"But you're here to find fellow Taoist Donghe? Please also invite fellow daoist to follow me in!"

Although Chen Donghe has stayed here for many years, Li Yuanjiao is suspicious and cruel, so he is not willing to go in with him, his gaze is on his face, he hehe smiled, his hand was already on the hilt of his sword, and he said softly:
"There's no need to go in, let's ask Uncle Donghe to come out."

This Bai Yinzi was slightly taken aback, wiped the sweat off his face, with trembling lips, hesitantly said:

"It's not very convenient! It's not very convenient. Fellow Daoist Donghe is injured, so it's not suitable to move around at will, so please invite fellow Daoist inside."

Li Yuanjiao laughed and replied:

"Good talk good talk!"

Bai Yinzi breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face again. Li Yuanjiao took the opportunity to take a step forward, his complexion changed suddenly, his eyebrows raised, his entire face instantly became fierce, and he said sharply:

"How brave!"

The Qingchi sword in his hand had already jumped out of its sheath, a white light lit up, and it made a piercing whistling sound, and the Yueque sword sprang up.

Bai Yinzi felt his face was cut by a knife, and he shouted loudly, he was so horrified that half his life had already been lost, he called out a khaki tortoise and shield magic weapon in his hand, and screamed in his mouth:
"Fellow Daoist misunderstood! Fellow Daoist, spare your life!"

How could Li Yuanjiao believe it, his heart turned like lightning, and he only thought:
'I don't know if Uncle Donghe is still here, but if he wants to trick me into joining the battle, there must be no foundation cultivator, so he just took this opportunity to capture this person and see if he can replace Uncle Donghe! '

'If not, it can be regarded as revenge for Uncle Donghe. '

In a single thought, the arc of the sword had already struck the shield. This unknown tortoise shield must also be a very important magic weapon in this temple. With just one sword strike, the tortoise and shield wailed, and Bai Yinzi's face turned red.

He screamed, screaming:
"Fellow Daoist Donghe! Fellow Daoist Donghe! Quickly save me, I'm going to be beaten to death by your family!"

Li Yuanjiao was slightly taken aback when he heard this, his hands were already loose, and he immediately stretched out his hands forward, saying in a deep voice:

"Let go, I won't kill you!"

Bai Yinzi's face was flushed, and when he closed his eyes, he really stood there carelessly, the magic weapon also lost its luster, Li Yuanjiao put the sword on his neck, and immediately believed it, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Master! Master!"

A middle-aged man came out of the formation with a pale face and several medicine bags on his body. He greeted him with a wry smile, and said repeatedly:
"Misunderstanding... Misunderstanding..."

Li Yuanjiao had no choice but to withdraw the sword in a muffled voice, and returned the salute to Bai Yinzi, saying with a little embarrassment:
"I'm sorry, fellow Daoist..."

Bai Yinzi was still frightened, tremblingly said:
"Sure enough, it's from the family of sword immortals... This sword attack scared half of the poor souls."

Chen Donghe apologized, Bai Yinzi waved his hand and replied:
"It's because Pindao is not clever in speaking, it's because I want to accompany you, sir, you are being polite."

Chen Donghe has been away from home for many years, and still calls him Mr. Li Yuanjiao according to his habit. He even missed Bai Yinzi, and Li Yuanjiao followed him. This end slowly settled down, and Bai Yinzi breathed out a few breaths, and then his tongue slowly stretched. , sighed:
"It's no wonder that the nobles can stand out in the dangerous and unpredictable place of the Qingchi School, invade east and west, and be promoted to aristocratic families... This kind of decisiveness, I really can't learn it!"

Li Yuanjiao retracted his sword now, his eyebrows stretched, and he could no longer see the fierce and decisive appearance before, but he looked a little fierce, but Bai Yinzi praised him, and continued:
"My Golden Feather Sect's rule is also heavy with immortal taxes, but it is far less than that of the Qingchi, which is always exterminated. The annexation between the two temples still needs to be reported to Jin Yu. If they merge again, they will not kill everyone..."

"If you want me to say... that Qingchi boring gold door, acts like a demon cultivator, we're just chatting here, let's talk about it, don't say it's slandering Xianzong..."

Li Yuanjiao just listened to this man's chatter, and finally waited for him to catch his breath, and said to Chen Donghe with concern:
"Why is this?"

"That's all magic repair!"

Chen Donghe now has the cultivation base of the sixth level of Qi training, he smiled, his face was pale, and he said in a warm voice:

"A few days ago, there was a group of demon cultivators going north. They wanted to cross Xiping Mountain, and they happened to pass by the Guyan Temple. I fought hard with the monks in the temple, and then I saved the formation. I only suffered some injuries and was bedridden for many days."

"I had no choice but to let the temple master come out to greet him, I never wanted to misunderstand you..."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Li Yuanjiao came to care about it, and asked:

"Where did this magician go?"

"I can't attack for a long time, I have crossed Xiping, maybe headed to the west bank."

Li Yuanjiao estimated the time, and probably couldn't catch up, so he sighed regretfully.

After all, this kind of demon cultivator can't even break through this big formation. I'm afraid it's rare that most of them are in the early stage of Qi training. Financial hole.

So he took some elixirs from the storage bag and handed them to Chen Donghe. The elixirs on Chen Donghe's body had already been exhausted in that battle, so he thanked him immediately and took them.

Chen Donghe said with a smile:
"This is the temple master, Bai Yinzi, who has helped me a lot over the years. He has given me full support in terms of merit and spiritual veins, and he is also kind and honest."

Li Yuanjiao clasped his hands together, as if he knew each other, while Bai Yinzi waved his hands and said with a smile:
"Fellow Daoist Donghe has helped me a lot these years. He defeated several opponents for me in the temple fair. I have benefited from it. I don't give room and board for nothing."

These words are frank, Chen Donghe smiled warmly, Bai Yinzi praised again:
"Friend Donghe Daoist is extraordinary, even the defeated general admires him. He has gained a great reputation in this desert over the years!"

The two laughed and chatted for a while, and Bai Yinzi took them to a banquet again. It was not until midnight that Chen Donghe brought Li Yuanjiao back to the courtyard.

As soon as the gate of the courtyard was closed, the magic circle separating the inside and outside began to operate. An old woman was sitting in the courtyard with wrinkles on her eyes and forehead, holding an oil lamp, and writing something with a pen. When she saw two people coming in, she raised her head, softly Channel:
"It turns out that Jiao'er is here."

"aunt…"

Li Yuanjiao was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the Li Jingtian in front of him was over fifty years old, completely different from what he remembered from the past, except for those still soft and moist eyes, he could no longer see what he looked like back then.

It is rare for a mortal in Dali Mountain to live to this age, but Chen Donghe spent spiritual things to nurse Li Jingtian, and now he looks healthy and healthy, without any signs of depression, and said with a smile:

"How is the family? I wonder how Father Zhong is doing?"

Li Yuanjiao is so strong that he couldn't hold back his tears after hearing this, forced himself to close his eyes, pressed his five fingers on the sword, and even jumped up with the [Qing Chi Sword], mourning:

"The patriarch has passed away and turned into an immortal, and his body has passed away from Taiyin..."

Li Jingtian's face turned pale, and two lines of tears fell down, while Chen Donghe lost his composure, his complexion changed several times, and he stood upright in place.

"There will be... this moment, there will be... this moment."

Li Jingtian's complexion was pale, she heard some news at home, and now she accepts it better, but Chen Donghe lost his mind, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, he lost his voice and said:
"Impossible! How is it possible!"

All the expressions on his face were out of control, Chen Donghe, who had never changed his face in the face of life and death crisis, lost his composure, his eyes darkened, he took a few steps back, and said in disbelief:
"Unless Zifu takes action, who can kill Zhongfu!"

He was speechless for a while, even Zhong's father called out, his face was bright red, panting on the spot, Li Yuanjiao quickly reached out to help him, and combed the Qi veins in his body, Chen Donghe finally spit out black blood with a puff.

He already had internal injuries, and when he vomited blood, his face looked much better, and he raised his head and asked:
"But the old wound left by Maha?"

"Yes…"

After getting the answer, Chen Donghe wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice:
"Heaven is jealous of talents...the four sons of Li Jing...so silent!"

Li Yuanjiao turned his head slightly, the news of Li Chijing's death was not acknowledged by his family, but Chen Donghe had been the mainstay of the family for many years, and he must have had something to rely on, but he just hid it in his heart, and now he was so angry that he blurted it out.

Li Jingtian comforted him for a while, and Chen Donghe quickly recovered, bowed his head and said:
"Smiled."

Li Yuanjiao couldn't say those comforting words, and silently adjusted his energy channels, Chen Donghe said:

"Dong He is injured, and his subordinates will take care of him for a while. Tomorrow, he will take Young Master to Guyanfang."

Li Yuanjiao nodded again and again, and the husband and wife walked into the inner courtyard with their support.

Not long after, a suppressed whining sound came from the door.

Li Yuanjiao listened silently, feeling lost, and sat alone in the courtyard blankly, the tea on the table remained unmoved, and it was shining green and red in the blood-like setting sun.

He put his hands on his knees and cast his eyes on the red sunset beside the desert. The lonely smoke in the desert, like a dragon like a whale, like a wolf like a snake, surged in the sky, slowly running towards the black and red distance.

(End of this chapter)