Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 401 Invitation from the Deer Demon

When the news of Li Jingtian's death came, there was no one in the Li family. Although she was just a mortal, she was Li Xiangping's daughter, Li Xuanfeng's younger sister, and one of the oldest members of the family.

Chen Donghe rushed back all the way with his wife in his arms, and Li Yuanjiao greeted him all the way, with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, without saying a word during the whole process.

Chen Donghe finally came back, he is now 70 years old, he started practicing Qi in his [-]s, he looks like he is in his early [-]s, he can already be considered an old man, he stood up straight at the funeral.

Li Qinghong just learned of the death of her mother Lu Wanrong, and the body of her aunt Li Jingtian was transported back to the Li family. Two relatives passed away one after another.

After half a year of busy work, it was only then that the matters before and after were arranged properly. Li Qinghong had just made a breakthrough, and was overjoyed and saddened by the fluctuations in his cultivation base, so he had to retreat to stabilize his cultivation base, leaving Li Yuanjiao at home.

Qingdu Mountain.

Li Yuanjiao led Chen Donghe into Mount Qingdu as usual, seeing that he was quite energetic and calm, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said politely:
"I have troubled my uncle all these years... Now that the juniors have grown up one by one, there is no need to let my uncle stay in that desolate place, and I can just leave the gathering of qi to the younger generation. My uncle can practice with peace of mind."

"Where is it."

Chen Donghe saluted politely first, then sighed, and replied:
"Who is the family going to send there?"

Li Yuanjiao replied:
"An Zheyan has two sons, both of whom are married to my daughter of the Li family. Both of them have mid-term cultivation, can stand up to the stage, are reliable and loyal, and I want them to alternately gather energy."

Chen Donghe nodded:
"This subordinate will write a letter and explain to Bai Yinzi."

He paused and continued:

"Bai Yinzi of Guyan Temple has the heart to make friends. He can send a few of his own people there to make in-laws. In less than 20 years, they should be able to give wings to my family and serve as pawns to go deep into the desert."

"it is good."

Li Yuanjiao readily agreed, and with a sweep of his spiritual sense, Chen Donghe in front of him already had the eighth level of Qi training, so he said politely:
"My uncle has worked so hard all these years, so I have to reward him. There is a secret barrier-breaking elixir at home. My uncle took it and took it, breaking through the ninth level of Qi training."

"This... I'm already a decadent body, so I don't deserve this medicine, I'd rather leave it to Xi Ming Xi Jun..."

Chen Donghe frowned, what he said was very sincere, not polite and perfunctory:

"This old man is over seventy years old! How about breaking through the ninth level of Qi training sooner or later? It's better for the younger generation..."

Li Yuanjiao had no choice but to stuff the elixir into his hand, explaining:

"I have already reserved enough shares for the children... How can my uncle convince the public like this!"

Chen Donghe had no choice but to put it away, chanted a few Xuanjingling vows to himself, and went to find a place to retreat.

Li Yuanjiao sat down on the stone bench, and the old books brought back by Chen Donghe were piled on the table, which were all collected and annotated by Li Jingtian during his lifetime. He put them away and sighed softly.

"Aunt...it's a pity."

He sat in the courtyard for a while, and a tall man came in and said:
"Xi Yu pays homage to the ancestor."

"Ah."

Li Yuanjiao raised his hand and supported him with magic power. Li Yuanping's body has gradually weakened in the past half a year, and most of the things in the clan were handed over to Li Xijiao. Li Xijiao cupped his hands and said:
"The output of the family is increasing. The first batch of spirit fish raised in the lake by monsters has been harvested, and a total of seven spirit stones have been sold. There will be more and more in the future, and the income of at least four or five spirit stones will be increased every year. .”

"As for the two ore veins that have been dug in depth, not many minerals have been found yet. In a few years, there should be output."

When Li Yuanping took over the Li family, it was running a deficit every year, and the down-and-out family was tearing down the east wall to make up for the west wall. When it was handed over to Li Xiyu, it was already a good account with more than ten spirit stones making profits every year. Li Yuanjiao nodded secretly when he heard the income.

"In recent years, three more qi practitioners have been added to the family, and five miscellaneous qi practitioners have replaced digital fetal breath among the five peaks."

The Li family has now shown the posture of a noble family, mixed qi monks have sprung up like mushrooms, and there are also many qi training monks. Li Xiyi himself has three levels of qi training.

"The ninth level of Qi training is headed by An Zheyan. Chen Donghe and Uncle Xuanxuan are monks in the late stage of Qi training. Tian Zhongqing, Xu Gongming, Bai Hou, Chen Mufeng, Li Wen and others are in the middle stage of Qi training. 11 people, a total of 27 qi training monks, 41 miscellaneous qi."

"There are four people who established the foundation, Father Zhong, Aunt Qing Hong, Senior Wu Shao, and Master Kong Heng. Now my Li family has surpassed the Yu family in power and is the overlord on the lake."

Li Xixi sighed:
"Now my family has more than 45 Li people, and the Lingtian is struggling. I have tried my best to control it. I am only limited by the oath of the three families and cannot go north. Otherwise, the moon will be swept away, the dense forest will be captured, and the cold clouds will be captured. What a shame for the Fei Yu family! "

There are new foundation-building monks at the top, and the Qi of the Li family is full of vitality. The number of monks practicing Qi and miscellaneous Qi is increasing. With the transfer of the five peaks, the space released by setting up the power position is exhausted, and there are some postures that there are too many monks and too little food.

Li Yuanjiao listened to what Li Xijiao said one by one, nodded lightly, and replied:

"If you want to go north... unless Yu Muxian dies first, and then you have a place in the Qingchi sect, let Wangyue Lake belong to Qingsui Peak... then you can become powerful."

"Qingchi has been affiliated for 70 years, and Yuan Wufeng has only [-] years left."

Li Xixi responded, and Li Yuanjiao said in a low voice:
"Now there are four Foundation Establishment members in my family... We may consider setting up a branch overseas...Firstly, most of the Foundation Establishment demon generals in China have some background...It is difficult to capture, and secondly, they can also communicate with the inside and outside, obtain spiritual objects, and digest the population. .”

Li Xijiao only waited for him to make up his mind, and responded obediently, but Li Yuanjiao still had some doubts in his heart, so he could only think of himself and said:

"Firstly, most of the overseas islands have their own owners. It is difficult to find a safe and spacious foothold...Secondly, at least two foundation builders are needed to gain a firm foothold. It is not very appropriate to send anyone out..."

Li Wushao is the head snake of the East China Sea, and he was the most suitable to be sent out with him, but the mine veins in Wangyue Lake have just begun to be excavated. Without the guards of the monster generals, a group of monsters will not follow anyone's temper. Yes, I'm afraid something will go wrong.

Li Yuanjiao was calculating in his mind, but he saw An Zheyan hurried up, and said respectfully:

"Old Ancestor! There is a fox delivering a letter."

"Huh? Come up quickly!"

Li Yuanjiao heard that it was a fox demon, and knew it was a letter from Bai Ronghu, so he quickly replied. An Zheyan had a weird expression on his face, so he nodded and went on.

Not long after, An Zheyan came up again, holding a red fox the size of a pillow in his arms, with bloody blue eyes and a jade slip in his mouth, looking very cute.

"It turned out to be a fox... not a fox demon..."

Only then did Li Yuanjiao understand An Zheyan's words, took the jade slip and read it carefully.

"...The cave has already assigned a demon general to come here... It's a deer demon... He has cultivated in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and he sent a good gift to the door... I want to talk to the nobles..."

"It turned out that the new demon general took office... The reaction of this demon cave is slow enough..."

Li Yuanjiao suddenly nodded, and handed the jade slips to Li Xijiao's hands. He looked at it twice, and said hesitantly:
"This demon deer... is afraid of my family!"

"Can you not be afraid!"

Li Yuanjiao laughed and explained:
"Only died under my family a few years before I took office, and Bai Ronghu was kept clean, and there was no rumor at all. This is usually the treatment of three sects and seven sects!"

"He bites the bullet and comes to guard. Naturally, he has to make a deal with my family. Otherwise, wouldn't he just sit on that peak and wait for my family to come and take his life?"

Li Yuanjiao sized up the little red fox obediently standing in front of him, and said softly:
"Then let's see what this deer demon is."

Li Xiyi nodded slightly, and told An Zheyan to retreat with the fox in his arms, and then reminded:
"Old Ancestor... Uncle Xuanxuan... the demons are getting worse and worse. Although the old man doesn't say anything... he can't stand by and watch."

Li Yuanjiao's face was a little gloomy, he shook his sleeves, and said in a deep voice:
"Xi Jun and I mentioned it several times. I went to inquire for a long time. I heard that [Hengzhu Daomen] has a way to resolve it. You can find someone to take him there!"

After leaving the words, Li Yuanjiao looked very indifferent, and drove away on his own.

Li Xixi was stunned for a moment, smiled wryly twice, looked up at his drifting back, and murmured in embarrassment:
"But... it costs a lot, and Uncle Xuanxuan refuses to go!"

He was in a dilemma, Yu Tingwei stood silently on the side, Li Xijiao thought to himself for a while, and said in a low voice:
"I can only ask Brother Jun!"

……

ancestral hall.

Li Xijun stayed on the mountain for another half a year. Everyone regarded him as being grounded, and no one disturbed him. He was also happy to be at leisure, practicing swordsmanship and magic, both of which were advanced.

When the news of Li Jingtian came back, Li Yuanjiao came in and chatted with him a few times. He changed into white clothes in the ancestral hall, still thinking about Li Xuanxuan:
"The old man's mental strength is not good, I don't know if he can bear it."

After practicing in the ancestral hall for another half a month, Li Xijun originally planned to go out after the three-year term expired, but Li Xiyou hurriedly came to tell him about the news, Li Xijun couldn't sit still immediately.

'Both sides are not submissive...harmful! '

Li Xijun was worried about Li Xuanxuan, and when he heard that Li Qinghong was retreating and Li Yuanjiao went out again, he couldn't bear it anymore, and finally left the ancestral hall and flew to Dan Pavilion.

Stopping at the entrance of the Dan Pavilion, he saw a woman standing quietly beside the door. She was fair and beautiful, and she actually had qi training skills. Her eyes quickly stopped on his face, and she respectfully said:
"The little girl has seen the senior."

"It turned out to be Meng."

Li Xijun responded very alienatedly, and knocked on the door alone.

Li Ximing was holding the vermilion [Long Xing Yuan Huo] for alchemy, pushed with both hands, and six pills flew out of it, put them away one by one, and said softly:
"Which fellow Taoist?"

Li Xijun waited for a while until he put away the alchemy fire before entering the hall. Li Ximing was very happy when he bumped into him while he was making alchemy properly, and said with a smile:
"Hold in for a year, will you come out?"

Li Xijun shook his head and asked:
"Let me ask you, how many pills does Uncle take this year? But it's still normal."

Speaking of this, Li Ximing's face was not very good-looking, and he said in a low voice:

"It's very difficult. [Jingxin Pill], [Jade Ice Pill], and [Zhuanyun Pill] have been taken a lot, and the effect is getting worse and worse...I'm afraid we can't delay any longer. Eldest Father has always refused to speak, Zhong Father I don’t often ask…”

Li Xijun shook his head lightly:
"Father Zhong has been to the ancestral hall several times, just waiting for me to mention this matter. Although the two elders are not very close on the surface, they are father and son after all."

Li Ximing felt a little sad:
"I can't even put my face down, I'm twitchy..."

He didn't speak clearly, and he didn't know who he was talking about. Li Xijun glanced at him, shook his head and sighed.

Li Xijun has carefully checked the family history in the ancestral hall these years, and now he only said:

"Father and son originally had a estrangement, and the only uncle who could resolve it died young. The estrangement deepened. Uncle Xuanxuan couldn't hold back his face, and Uncle Jiao couldn't speak soft words, but he felt very uncomfortable..."

Li Xijun took out a jade slip from his bosom, and said softly:

"Uncle Jiao didn't say anything, but he was very concerned about it. He sent someone to inquire about it earlier. Now, Uncle's appearance is no longer an ordinary pill that can be cured. There is a meditation spell in [Hengzhu Daomen], and there should be a way .”

"I know that too."

Li Ximing replied, but said helplessly:
"This spell requires the assistance of many spiritual beings, forty or fifty spirit stones at a time, my father is used to being frugal, so how can I agree with it!"

"It's easy to handle."

Li Xijun whispered:

"I tricked him out in the name of looking for Lingshui. When I arrived in Hengdong County, I killed him first and then played. I invited the Hengzhu disciples, and my uncle had no choice but to follow."

Li Ximing nodded repeatedly and said:
"It's a good idea. It's just that the two of you are going south. Now that there are so many demon cultivators, I'm afraid something will happen..."

Li Xijun replied:
"Don't worry, let Kong Heng send me there. He was born in the orthodoxy of Buddhism, and he is very good at calming and nourishing Qi, so there won't be any problems halfway."

He blinked and smiled:
"It's just that it's not convenient for me to talk about it, and I have to tell Uncle Jiao as your idea."

Li Ximing nodded knowingly:
"clear."

Li Xijun didn't hesitate, nodded slightly, and flew straight to the cave on the mountain to invite Li Xuanxuan.

Leaving Li Xi sitting in a trance in the Mingdan Pavilion, Meng Zhuoyun gently pushed the door in and said softly:

"Brother Ming..."

Li Ximing breathed a sigh of relief, and led her up, the two exchanged a glance, and Meng Zhuoyun sat beside him, the two of them had been together for more than a year, and the window paper had already been pierced, there was nothing to avoid.

Li Ximing naturally pushed aside her white clothes, pinched her smooth and tender shoulders, and thought about other things.

He lingered on Meng Zhuoyun's beautiful eyebrows for a while, only to find that there was a dark blue osmanthus flower in her hair, which looked like a magic weapon, and it set off especially beautifully under her white dress.

Meng Zhuoyun seemed to be tender, aware of his gaze, and said softly:

"It was left by my father before he died, and he built it for several days."

Li Ximing said in a low voice:

"Meng Lao has gone? When did it happen!"

"last night."

Meng Zhuoyun said quietly:
"He overestimated his strength, and died after retreating for three months."

Li Ximing immediately let go of her shoulders and comforted her:

"My condolences... my condolences..."

Meng Zhuoyun laughed and said softly:
"Why? Don't you do it today?"

Li Ximing rambled:
"It's a pity for Mr. Meng... Damn, life and death are like this, there is no way... People live to be more than 190 years old, and many foundations don't live as long as him... Just think about how many monks can live to be two hundred years old..."

Meng Zhuoyun looked at the long-winded man in front of him, snorted amusedly, couldn't help but shed tears, kissed him tearfully, and bit his lower lip.

Li Ximing's mouth was slightly salty, knowing that she was sad, he explained in a long-winded manner, and Meng Zhuoyun in front of him finally stopped pretending, and cried out with tears in his eyes:
"Can you still do it!"

Li Ximing stared at her blankly, pulled her into his arms, and the woman in front of her finally burst into tears.

"Oh! Just think about how many people can live to be two hundred years old..."

Li Ximing repeated a few words, Meng Zhuoyun laughed while crying, his eyes were very complicated, and he sighed softly after a long time.

"Ugh!"

(End of this chapter)