Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 363

Guyanfang is located in the middle of the desert, and the roads in the workshop are all made of sand and stones. Chen Donghe took Li Yuanjiao for a while, then he heard the cries of peddlers, and when he looked up, there were people everywhere.

Li Yuanjiao walked on this side, and told Chen Donghe the news of Li Xuanfeng's foundation building. Chen Donghe's face became a little better, but his tone seemed to be taken for granted, and he replied:

"Xuan Feng has been different from ordinary people since he was a child. He has the best talent among his brothers. It is also necessary to build a foundation."

The two walked for a while, and Chen Donghe's face returned to normal. He pointed to the noisy crowd around him, and explained:
"Although the Guyan Desert is full of sand and soil, it doesn't support people very much, but it produces a large number of spiritual objects and ores. The monks from all directions are crowded here, so the number of fetal breath monks in this square city far exceeds that of Guanyun Peak."

He looked around, his voice became lower and lower, gradually changing to mana transmission:

"In the final analysis, it is the Golden Feather Sect's slight control over the temple clans under its rule, and the registration of casual cultivators to balance the struggle between casual cultivators. Therefore, most of the low-level monks can survive smoothly, and the number is the number of Qingchi. times."

Li Yuanjiao looked at the vigor of the people around him, nodded his head, and replied:
"However, the number of purple mansions, foundation building, and qi training in the Qingchi sect is the largest in the Yue country. In fact, for the fetal breath monks, the merits created by raising them are far less than letting them annex them and kill a batch of them regularly..."

"In this way, the incompetent will naturally give way to the capable and talented, and good merits will not be wasted on the mediocre."

The Li family has been under the Blue Pond Sect for so many years, and they have deep connections. Naturally, they are very insightful. Li Yuanjiao continued:
"On the same site, the fetal breath and qi-training clan scattered all over the place can only grow one kind of spiritual rice, and they have to rub, argue, and fight with each other. They can't compare to the well-organized and highly cultivated foundation-building family."

His gaze swept across the stall at the bottom of his feet, and he sighed:

"However, we have to admit that the clan system, clan system, and methods of the Qingchi Sect have to be more sophisticated and ruthless, and more complete and secretive... Only then can we grow from a small sect on Qingchi Mountain to the behemoth it is today."

Chen Donghe was silent, and the two tacitly changed the topic in this oppressive atmosphere. Li Yuanjiao frowned and said:

"Uncle Donghe, I brought a bottle of [Xiaoqing Lingqi]. This is the most common item, but I have never seen anyone selling it...Why is this?"

Chen Donghe pointed to the yellow sand everywhere, and explained:
"[Xiaoqing Lingqi] needs to collect spirit energy in the deep mountains and high mountains. Naturally, it cannot be collected here in the desert. Since ancient times, there have been many replacement methods, so now most of them are replaced by [Little Quicksand Qi]. Most people don’t use this thing anymore, it’s not only rare but also cheap…”

After Chen Donghe explained it, Li Yuanjiao was stunned, and the two found a shop and hung up the [Zhanlan Blade] in exchange for fifty spirit stones.

Although this object is a pair of magic tools, and it is a middle-grade Qi training, it is a pity that the double curved blades are too rare. After several rounds of negotiation, they can only be exchanged for a moderate price.

Li Yuanjiao took these spirit stones and felt relieved:
'It's no wonder that most qi-training monks use fetal breath instruments. These fifty spirit stones are enough for ordinary qi-training monks to gather qi for more than ten years if they don't practice hard. , this time has to be more than doubled... 40 years for a magic weapon... How many more 40 years! '

Fu took out the magic repair sledgehammer captured by Li Qinghong from the storage bag, and it was only worth [-] spirit stones for low-grade Qi training, and then sold the rest of the fetal breath magic weapon, plus Li Qinghong's nine pieces, it was almost a hundred Lingshi.

[Xiaoqing Lingqi] is cheap and rare here, so Li Yuanjiao had no choice but to put it away, Chen Donghe took six spirit stones and stuffed them in his hands, barely enough to get the bulk, there are more than ten spirit stones left.

Xi Zhi said in the letter that although Yuan Tuan could give some spirit stones as gifts, it is really not worthwhile to build foundations for these few spirit stones. '

He packed everything away, and the two walked out of the market together, riding the wind in the vast desert, Li Yuanjiao hesitated for a moment, then said to Chen Donghe:

"Is there a way to earn spirit stones in the desert?"

Chen Donghe thought for a moment, then replied:
"There are some, but most of them will take a few years, let alone more than ten spirit stones."

Li Yuanjiao had no choice but to give up, and handed over the pills on his body to Chen Donghe, and said in a low voice:
"Uncle Donghe, what happened to 【Jinyang Huangyuan】?"

"It's already eighty percent."

Chen Donghe took out a jade bottle from the storage bag, and replied:

"It will take a year and a half before the Jinyang Huangyuan will be available!"

"it is good."

Li Yuanjiao praised and replied:
"Then I'll go back to the clan first, Uncle Donghe take care, and in a few days, I'll come personally to welcome you."

The two said some farewell words, Li Yuanjiao agreed to pay homage to Li Tongya for him, and then left in the wind.

…………

Linghai County.

at home.

Linghai Yu's family is a long-standing family. The disciples of the clan worshiped many fairy peaks in the Qingchi Sect to practice. The various branches of the clan each supported different fairy peaks, and even fought with each other for power and profit.

In the empty city, the streets and alleys were clean, and there was no one in the neighborhood, only the faint voices could be heard from the hall at the highest point in the city. It turned out to be a few foundation-building monks from the Yu family, standing in a row awkwardly .

The patriarchs of these clans have never met each other, and even when discussing family affairs, they ordered others to pass on the word, but now they all landed in this empty city, with respectful faces and different costumes, standing quietly .

In the main hall in front of him sat a black-robed monk, holding a belly that looked like it was six months pregnant, his face was full of oil, he grinned loudly, paused from time to time, and took a few deep breaths.

"Is the mage still satisfied?"

Among the members of the Yu family, the oldest man standing at the front came out with a smile on his face, Cang Sheng asked, and seeing Murong Xia giggling, he replied:

"Satisfied! I'm so satisfied! Your family is the most generous, with 6000 people, and your Yu family has the most wisdom, not attached to this mortal body."

"Hahaha, as long as the mage is satisfied! As long as the mage is satisfied!"

The solitary wind shuttled through the empty streets, making a whistling sound. The master of the Yu family laughed, very satisfied, and secretly said:
'This one is about to become Maha!If it weren't for the exchange of interests between Xianshi and Shidao, where would our Yu family be able to get?Wouldn't it be nice to make a good fortune now while he has not yet completed Maha? '

So Mianshan's smile became more enthusiastic, and he asked again:

"Is this city enough for adults? If not, I'll find some people who will be rewarded with great blessings, wash them carefully, and go to the belly of the mage to enjoy the blessings."

The monk half-lyed on the golden seat, humming and uttering a few syllables, his belly was like six months pregnant, the exposed belly was covered with bruise marks, he laughed and said:

"No need, no need! One hundred and six thousand seven hundred and fifty-six people are enough. If there are more, I'm afraid it will blow up my blessed land."

He groaned twice, as if feeling uncomfortable in his stomach, and he continued after a few breaths:
"Since I do good and happy meditation, I will naturally stop taking the incompetent way of pity and min. Now that I have proved the Tao, I will become a Maha immediately! After that, I will get back the cultivation accumulated in my previous life and go one step further!"

This mage is naturally the mage Murong Xia who passed by the Li family back then. Now he has walked and eaten all the way for more than ten years, and he has already walked to Linghai County on foot. He sat on the head with his belly in his arms, smacked his lips, and shouted:

"I'm about to realize it! I'm about to realize it!"

Naturally, the Yu family congratulated, and seeing Murong Xia gurgling blood, he turned over, as if he was adjusting his posture, and shouted:
"Alas!"

"boom!"

The big belly exploded with a bang, sending out bursts of strange fragrance and emitting colorful lights one after another. The whistling wind in the belly, the extravagant sound of silk and bamboo, and the laughter of men, women and children suddenly became intense, right next to my ears.

Among the bloody organs, a baby jumped out of Murong Xia's stomach, and it grew in the wind, and in a short while it had the appearance of seventeen or eighteen years old. It was neither male nor female, soft and compassionate. Take the magic weapon.

The golden powder on his body fell down with a clatter of his actions, and immediately turned into people of all sizes, cheering and running all over the ground.

Seeing this strange scene, the Yu family panicked and backed away again and again. The non-male, non-female thing turned around and picked up the motionless Murong Xia's body from the ground, like eating a cucumber, and swallowed it in four or five bites. down.

"nice taste."

There was blood on the corners of this Maha's mouth, his figure swelled up, and soon he turned into the size of a hill, covering the sky and the sun, stepping on houses and cities, with his lips slightly parted, he made a soft and mysterious voice:
"My seat, Murong Xia, today proved the Ninth Mahā, Gou Lian [Six Paths of Compassion and Aspects of the World], and obtained great supernatural powers... Seven days later, the Dharma Assembly welcomes all fellow practitioners..."

This sound flowed like water waves and echoed in Taixu, there was a sound of congratulations in Taixu, monks from all sects and sects in the north and south came to congratulate, Murong Xia stood proudly, quietly standing in Linghai County.

Murong Xia's eyes moved, and he was about to say a few big words, but the Taixu in front of him was torn apart abruptly, and a man in white came out of the air, holding a sword in his arms, and looked at him quietly.

The man's face was hidden in the mist and his facial features could not be seen clearly, but Murong Xia stopped abruptly, he was speechless for a while, the sound of congratulations in the void also disappeared, and the world was completely silent.

"Shang... Shangyuan..."

Murong Xia is neither male nor female, a trace of fear suddenly flashed across his benevolent face, and fourteen slender hands also drooped down one after another.

Master Shangyuan only held his sword, stared at him coldly, and said softly:
"Go back to Yan Country."

Murong Xia had an arrogant face just now, but suddenly became dumb, and slumped as if deflated, turning into the size of an ordinary person, slipped into the void without a word, and disappeared.

The rest of the Yu family members were still kneeling on the ground and trembling. Master Shangyuan also escaped into the void without even looking at it, leaving behind an empty city and the two huge footprints in the empty city.

"call!"

The Yu family wiped off their sweat, looked at each other, snorted coldly, and dispersed.

…………

Yuting Mountain.

Li Qinghong bid farewell to Li Yuanjiao, and just practiced on Yuting Peak for a while, but felt that the [Sky Sparrow] in his body was restless, bored, and his practice was slow.

"How could this be?"

She put the long spear in her hand down horizontally, and a doubt arose, thinking:

"Could it be that a demon cultivator came from somewhere in the house, or that there was blood energy somewhere, which affected my talisman energy...! Or maybe it's been a long time since I haven't fought smoothly... These years, the fights have been clean and neat. We will see the difference."

Everyone has their own way. Li Qinghong is not destined to practice quietly. He has to fight and kill the enemy. Only by blood-stained spears can he improve easily. Now he has been practicing on Yuting Mountain for almost ten years now. Slower and slower.

"Offending that monster, Dali Mountain can't enter and leave at will, and most of the monsters on Moon Lake are in the undercurrent of the lake, so it's hard to find them..."

She was thinking about her family, and she couldn't go too far, so she just sat on Yuting Mountain, holding a gun and looking at the morning glow, but she heard a commotion, and her ears were filled with the crunch of snow.

"aunt!"

Li Xijun came on the snow, cupped his hands, and said in a deep voice:

"A monk came from the lake and built a shed at the foot of the mountain to practice."

"Monk?"

Because of Li Tongya's matter, Li Qinghong hated the monk the most in his life, frowned immediately, grabbed his gun, and said coldly:
"What cultivation base?!"

"Should be a monk."

Li Xijun answered with a raised eyebrow, fearing that Li Qinghong would be impulsive, he immediately added:

"Auntie, this person went south as a mere monk, so he must have someone to rely on. Please be careful, and don't put yourself in danger."

"I know it."

Li Qinghong held the gun, opened his almond eyes slightly, and replied:
"But he can't be allowed to sit at the foot of the mountain. What if he wants to wait for Brother Jiao to come back? Send someone to ask why this bald donkey came."

After a pause, Li Qinghong said again:

"The Lijing side knows, and is going to move... to suppress this beast."

"The head of the family already knows."

Li Xijun nodded knowingly, and the two arrived at the hub of the formation, Li Qinghong pressed his slender hand on the formation disk, and with the help of his spiritual sense, he saw a monk sitting among the vegetation at the foot of the mountain.

This monk wears a brown robe, with wide cuffs, ring scars on his head, round face, small eyes and thin eyebrows, his appearance is not ugly, but he is not grand.

He sat cross-legged, with a Zen stick on his knees, the copper-colored ring drooping, and his eyes closed.

Li Xijun ordered to go on, and after a while, he saw a slight movement in the formation. An Siwei walked forward with a gun in his hand, and said in a low voice:
"My Li family is prepared for danger...I don't know bhikkhu...come from afar, can you give me some advice?"

The monk opened his small eyes and said:

"Little monk Yan Guo [Liaohe Temple] Kong Heng, I still hope to see the master of Yuting Peak, please ask the Taoist priest to please."

An Siwei had already been instructed by Li Xijun before going down the mountain, so he nodded and asked:
"I don't know what advice Master Kong Heng has. Let me tell you a thing or two, so I can go up the mountain to ask for it."

Kong Heng paused, and said softly:

"The little monk has no malicious intentions, it's just what Shitu pointed out, and the opportunity is there, so I came here from thousands of miles away, waiting for the peak master here."

Naturally, An Siwei couldn't just return without success like this, so he forced to ask a few more questions, and the monk kept repeating these few questions, so he had to retreat up the mountain and report the words.

Li Qinghong has never had a good impression of Shi Xiu, and shook his head upon hearing this, and replied:

"I don't know the identity and background of this monk, so I won't kill him all at once. If he wants to wait, let him wait, and send another person to Xiao's house to ask what this [Liaohe Temple] is."

The two of them agreed and went down. Li Qinghong found it difficult to advance in cultivation, so he took out the two secret methods in "Purple Thunder Secret Yuan Gong" and began to study them silently.

After reading silently for a few days, An Siwei came up with a gun and said in a deep voice:
"Peak Master, this person first raised the banner of applying medicine to cure the disease, but the people in the town were once harmed by Murong Xia, and they were still in fear, so no one paid any attention to him."

"This monk didn't take it seriously, and now he's living in a hut at the foot of the mountain, practicing alone!"

Li Qinghong put away the jade slips and said softly:

"What does the Xiao family say?"

(End of this chapter)