Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 368 Tu Jun Kui Guang
Everyone in the Li family quickly drove away, Li Yuanjiao's complexion turned slightly pale, he took a elixir that removes cold poison and regulates the essence, and his complexion looks much better. Li Qinghong who was on the side consumed a lot, and also took the medicine to adjust his breath.

Although he was slightly injured, Li Yuanjiao still had a smile on his face, the storage bag in his hand was shining brightly, full of runes, it didn't look like an ordinary thing, he said with a smile:

"This demon cultivator looks extraordinary. After all, he is the generation of Zhang Huaide and Qiu Ji. He is a core figure. He is different from those little demon cultivators. I am afraid that he will gain a lot this time."

As he said that, Li Yuanjiao didn't open the storage bag easily, but held it in his hands and played with it. Li Xuanxuan said worriedly:

"Jiao'er, how is your injury?"

"It doesn't matter, let Guiluan recuperate for me for two days, and after a few months of stabilizing my cultivation, I can break through the ninth floor."

The meaning in the words was Lu Pill. The old monkey flew behind, so he didn't say it out loud. The three of them flew silently for a while, and Li Yuanjiao suddenly stopped and said softly:
"Found it!"

At the foot was a small family of fetuses, Mo Xiu killed them happily, Li Yuanjiao flew down in the wind, and slashed with his sword.

After a while, a fetal breath demon cultivator came back, his limbs had been cut off, his body was solitary and smooth, his eyes were round, and he cried out for mercy.

Li Yuanjiao's eyes were piercing, he was unmoved, he just threw him on the ground, then threw the storage bag of the Qi Demon Cultivator on his face, and ordered:
"Open it with spiritual awareness."

The magician obediently did as he said, the storage bag was slightly loose, and a lot of items were poured out, but no marking spell was activated, and it seemed that there was nothing behind.

Li Yuanjiao didn't bother to see if the demon cultivator had been marked for revenge. He stomped on his head while begging for mercy, burned it with fire, and picked up the storage bag and many spiritual objects.

All this was only a few tens of breaths, and it was resolved neatly. Li Qinghong held the gun and adjusted his breath, as if he had never heard of it. Li Xuanxuan frowned, and interjected:

"There's no need to cut a human stick... One sword will end up with him, why bother, there's blood everywhere."

"Save the trouble, don't be wary of what talisman he uses."

After answering with a smile, several people rode the wind, Li Yuanjiao flipped through the storage bag to check the harvest, and after a while, he had passed the Zhu family and arrived at the border of the Yu family.

The dense forest county of the Yu family has been surrounded by fireworks, devastated, streamers and spells collide with each other, and smoke billows.

Li Xuanxuan stopped and looked at it for a while, then said in a low voice:
"It's only been four generations from Yu Yufeng to Yu Chengyi, and it's already fallen to this point, and it's hard to get back!"

"Who said no?"

Holding the gun, Li Qinghong stared at the burning flames in the county, and replied:

"The aristocratic family started in its infancy, and the ancestors of the clan were either talented and scheming, or straightforward and generous, knowing how to use people well, or cautious and resourceful, suspicious and cruel, to stand out."

"Building a business in the first generation, and keeping it in the second generation, most of them are far inferior to their predecessors."

"Later generations are obsessed with pleasure and obsessed with cultivation. They don't know the warmth and coldness of the world. All the way to achieve the Foundation Establishment Zifu, they can suppress a clan. If they can't, they will plant the root of disaster!"

Li Yuanjiao looked at the sword, and said in a muffled voice:

"My family's great-grandfather has gone through four lives so far, and Xiyue is the fifth."

He turned around and suddenly asked:

"Among the children and grandchildren, are there any people who are comparable to the ancestors and great-grandfathers?"

Li Qinghong never thought that the topic would suddenly become so serious, so she quickly smiled and said:
"Brother was joking, there is no need to compare the situation of one generation to another."

Li Xuanxuan listened to the discussion between the brothers and sisters along the way, and without saying a word, he entered Lijing Town and went to draw amulets on the peak, while Li Yuanjiao and Li Qinghong fell into the nave together, and shared the many spoils with Li Yuanping.

There are ten storage bags for the fetal breath cultivator. After filling the storage with spiritual objects and instruments, there are only more than forty spiritual stones left, which are added to the clan storage. They are finally left over from the spiritual stones for Li Qingxiao Yushan. The vacancy was filled.

Then pour out the savings of the qi training demon cultivator, there are as many as [-] Guangguang Lingshi, and Li Yuanjiao is about to hand it over to Yuanping, so he frowned and said:
"Brothers and sisters always have to take some! I always give it to the clan. Where do I get the resources to practice? My brother needs to build a foundation right now, so think more about yourself."

Li Yuanjiao brothers and sisters looked at each other, and each of them divided half of them. They each took a few bottles of pills that could be used, and most of the rest were magic skills. Li Yuanjiao picked and picked and looked at them one by one. :

"There is a fourth-grade spell."

Most of Wu Yue's widely circulated spells are of the first and second grades or even not popular. Most of the third and fourth grades are secret possessions of aristocratic families, and the higher ones are only owned by the immortal sect of Xianzong. Upon hearing this, everyone immediately gathered around. Li Yuanjiao read it carefully. , replied:

"It's a rare thing! It's the fourth-rank spell of [Tu Junmen], a small sect in the state of Wu. It's ninety-nine and eighty-one!"

"Practice these cold air and cold water rituals into the index finger of the left hand on weekdays, and release the [Tu Jun Sunflower Light] before the battle, which can hinder the operation of the enemy's magic power. If you practice to a great extent, it will turn into ice water when you face to face."

After Li Yuanjiao finished speaking, Li Qinghong took it and read it carefully, sighed regretfully, and said softly:
"I can't use it. Thunder belongs to fire, and it breaks the coldest, let alone Jilian's index finger."

Li Yuanjiao nodded. The inheritances of "Jianghe Yiqi Jue" and "Cold Truffle Snow Jue" are quite suitable for this technique. The Qi gathering [Han Pine Snow Qi] in "Cold Truffle Snow Jue" can be used as a cold air Practice this technique.

'There is still a heaven and earth spiritual water [Disha cold spring] at home, which can be used. '

"[Tu Junmen]..."

Li Yuanjiao only felt familiar, and said doubtfully:

"It seems that the old monkey has practiced in this sect. It is mentioned in "White Monkey's Journey". It's in my hands."

This spell requires many different kinds of cold air and cold water, and nine types are considered as an introduction. It is a bit difficult to practice, so Li Yuanjiao saves it for the time being, and intends to find out which houses have cold air, and practice slowly.

……

Li Yuanjiao retreated for half a year, stabilized his cultivation, took the Lu Dan at home, easily broke through the ninth level of Qi training, and finally established a foundation.

Now that he has broken through the customs, and asked carefully, most of the monks in the family have gone to retreat to practice.

This time, the demon disaster clan had a lot more money, and a lot of clan salaries owed were also paid out. Everyone either made progress at the critical moment of life or death, or had savings to buy pills, and broke through individually.

Li Qinghong's cultivation has also improved a lot after this demonic disaster and fighting, but the accumulation of qi is especially heavy in the later stage of qi training, and he has not yet broken through the eighth level.

Li Yuanjiao had just left the customs, and the servants had already delivered the letter. It turned out to be a letter from Guyan Temple. Chen Donghe finally collected a copy of [Jinyang Huangyuan]. go.

Going out full of joy, after crossing [Xiping Mountain], billowing golden sand swept in, and Li Yuanjiao landed in front of the Guyan Temple, his complexion suddenly became much uglier.

The ancient city wall, which stretched for thousands of miles, has now collapsed and been divided into three or four sections. The existing city wall is also mottled and full of cracks.

Chen Donghe's complexion was still pale, with an appearance of new wounds that had not healed from old wounds, he flew up to him, and said:

"Son!"

Li Yuanjiao pointed to the city wall, frowned and said nothing, Chen Donghe replied:

"It's a magician."

"This year, demon cultivators often came across the border. Most of them left with the wind, and some became greedy and besieged the Guyan Temple... During the battle, the ancient city wall was constantly affected, and it became what it is today."

Chen Donghe sighed and continued:
"The reason why [Jin Yang Huang Yuan] was late for more than half a year is because of this, the city wall collapsed, and it could have provided gas for three people, but now it can only accommodate two..."

Li Yuanjiao suddenly felt a headache. This is not something that can be easily repaired. The requirement of [Jinyang Huangyuan] is to have the ancient pass. If he repairs it at home, it may destroy the place where the gas is collected.

'Could it be possible to send someone to protect it! '

But the combat strength of his own direct line is small, and it is very dangerous to distribute here to protect and delay his practice, not to mention.

"This place is too dilapidated, and the efficiency of gas extraction is very low. It seems that we need to send another person out to look for it..."

He took the jade box handed over by Chen Donghe right now, gently opened the jade box, saw the golden light flowing inside, a piece of red gold, nodded and said:
"Does my aunt know about my uncle? After all, he is an uncle, so I can go back to the clan...to pay my respects."

Chen Donghe understood what he meant: "You can go to the Hui family", which means that [Jinyang Huangyuan] still needs to be collected. What a knowledgeable person Chen Donghe is, he said in a warm voice:

"Young master, please send her back. This anger is getting worse and worse. Donghe has to hurry up, so he won't do it."

Li Yuanjiao nodded silently, and sent someone to invite Li Jingtian, and after a while, people came back, saying that Li Jingtian refused to go home, and only worshiped at a distance, and changed his white clothes, which was considered as a courtesy.

Chen Donghe sighed slightly, and bowed slightly to Li Yuanjiao as an apology.

Li Yuanjiao understood what it meant, so he had no choice but to leave behind the pills and merits, ride the wind in the long-smoky setting sun, and disappear into the yellow smoke alone.

It wasn't until Li Yuanjiao disappeared into the sky that Chen Donghe straightened up, sat down against the city wall, stared at the slowly setting sun, and suddenly felt lonely.

He is also an old man in his 60s. Once Tian Youdao died, there was one less person who could sit down and recall the past, and murmured:
"The setting sun is blood red, and the earth's veins are surging. It seems that the fire veins have erupted again."

There are many fire veins in the desert, and it is not a good place for ordinary people to live. Li Jingtian's body is getting worse day by day, and his personality is becoming a little stubborn. If he were young, he would not do such embarrassing things for Li Yuanjiao.

"Xiao'er... Orphaned and widowed, I don't know how I'm doing now..."

"Jianghe Yiqi Jue" likes water and lakes, years of life in the desert made Chen Donghe's cultivation progress much slower, but he didn't care about it at all, just sat silently on the gray and white city, humming a few songs from his hometown.

……

Li Yuanjiao returned home with a muffled sound, and sat on the bluestone for an hour before he felt that his mental strength had recovered and his expression became lively. Someone from below reported that it was Li Xijun who had come.

"Let him come up."

Li Yuanjiao waited for a while, and Li Xijun came up quickly in a brocade robe. The magic weapon [Late Red Glaze] given to him was carefully inlaid into the jade ring by him, and it dangled on his waist, which was quite beautiful.

"Xijun has met Father Zhong."

Li Xijun clasped his fist, looking quite relaxed, Li Yuanjiao's spiritual sense swept over him, he immediately understood, and said softly:
"Five layers of Yujing wheel with fetal breath, it's hard work."

Li Xijun was 16 years old, at the time when he was rising like the sun, his qualifications were worse than Li Ximing, and Li Ximing, who came to Xiao's house, was almost condensed in Yujing.

Li Xijun said a few words of modesty, Li Yuanjiao knew that he was here to ask for the pill, and took out the jade bottle from the storage bag and handed it over.

When Li Xijun and Li Ximing take this pill, they will be monks at the peak of fetal breath, but there is only one copy of [Jinyang Huangyuan]. Li Yuanjiao organized his words and said softly:
"Jun'er, I only got one copy of [Jin Yang Huang Yuan] at home, and there are some problems with the Qi source in the desert, I'm afraid the next one will have to wait for more than ten years..."

Li Xijun nodded slightly, looking a little surprised, the situation of his elder brother Li Xiyou was his turn, but his personality was completely different from that of his own brother Li Xiyou, respectfully said:
"Xi Jun will follow the orders of the elders!"

He never stepped up for Li Yuanjiao, so Li Yuanjiao had no choice but to fall silent for a moment, Li Xijun lowered his sword eyebrows, paused for two breaths, couldn't bear to see the elder's guilty expression after all, and said with a smile:

"Xi Jun likes the "Cold Truffle and Snow Jue", it's elegant and dusty, and the cold air is harsh, suitable for walking with a sword."

""Golden Palace Huang Yuan Jue" sounds like a landlord who suddenly became rich, and it's boring to practice."

Li Xijun made a joke, but Li Yuanjiao couldn't laugh. "Cold Truffle Snow Jue" is just a third-rank skill, but "Golden Palace Huangyuan Jue" is a fourth-rank ancient method. If you take this aura of heaven and earth, it will determine the next hundred years way.

Treating one favorably than another, the palms of hands and the backs of hands are full of flesh, which can be conveyed with a single joke. Although Li Yuanjiao has thousands of emotions in his heart, he is not good at expressing them, so he just sighs:

"After the breakthrough, the cultivation base has stabilized, and then go to the foot of the mountain to get the [Cold Pine Snow Qi], and prepare for the breakthrough."

He took out the "Tu Jun Sunflower Light" from the storage bag, handed it to Li Xijun as compensation, and said in a rare warm voice:
"This is a new fourth-grade spell at home. You should read it carefully first, practice slowly, and come to me when you can absorb the cold air and cold water."

The bottle of [Earth Demon Cold Spring] at home is not like [Han Pine Snow Qi], which can be regenerated from heaven and earth. Li Yuanjiao didn't intend to use it. After reading the spell carefully, the amount needed is not much, so he agreed to use it. Take it out and use it.

"Thank you, Father Zhong, for bestowing the Dharma!"

Li Xijun nodded calmly, took the spell and read it carefully, then swore the Xuanjingling oath, and retreated with fists folded, Li Yuanjiao came back to his senses, wrote a letter at his desk, handed it to the servant, and said in a deep voice:
"Go to Xianyou Peak and ask Mr. Ming how his cultivation is. If he has broken through Yujing, he will come back quickly."

"Do not."

He took back this little letter, scribbled on it for a while, and ordered:
"Let him write a letter back, and I will pick him up in person."

(End of this chapter)