Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 453 Silver Hook Spirit Thunder
Li Xijun arranged the family affairs well, and read all the things that happened during the retreat. There were no major problems left and right. The income of the family was slightly reduced due to the increase of monks, and it was only one or two missing spirit stones, which was not a big deal. question.

"Not bad...Brother Xiyou is getting more and more stable in managing the family."

Li Xijun praised, Chen Donghe was dressed in jade armor and had white hair all over his head. He was standing by the side of the hall. He had stayed on the ninth level of Qi training for many years, and his swordsmanship had gradually become more advanced. On family affairs.

Chen Mufeng, the original head of the Yuting Guard, was demoted, and the old man Chen Donghe took over the Yuting Guard. Now he is the only one in the family who has this prestige and ability. Li Xijun looked at it and suddenly asked:

"Does Wutu Mountain still have Tian women?"

Li Xijun stayed in seclusion for a while, not knowing how Li Ximing was progressing, and couldn't find any relevant information, so he asked a question, seeing Chen Donghe said:
"Wutu Mountain sent all the former female relatives down the mountain, and no one has been allowed to go up the mountain these years. Even An's family has not been to Wutu Mountain a few times."

Li Xijun was surprised, and thought to himself:

"Brother Ming! Why did he change his gender!"

Let the old man go back down, he flew up in the wind and fell to Wutu Mountain.

The fire in Wutu Mountain has been burning for more than ten years, and it has gradually stabilized. The fire and evil spirit gushing out day and night changed the whole Wutu Mountain.

Li Xijun broke through the formation and landed on the top of the mountain. On the top of the mountain, the golden palace of Qionglou was flowing with golden light and magnificent. Two guards stood quietly in front of the white jade steps.

"I met the uncle."

Both of them are juniors of the collateral lineage. They grew up in the cave, and their talents were not good, so they practiced this "Kowtung Su Wei Jue" early on, quickly broke through to Qi training, and stopped before.

The two asked respectfully, and Li Xijun asked:
"Is Ximing doing alchemy?"

One person responded and went down to ask, and soon came up, saying respectfully:
"The elder is already waiting in the temple."

Li Xijun nodded, stepped inside, walked through several corridors, and entered the main hall.

Compared with the gold carvings and jade masonry in front of the court, the interior of the hall is very elegantly decorated, with only a few pots of orchids for decoration. Li Ximing's face is younger than Li Xijun's. He is dressed in gold and holds a small jade stove in his hand. , sitting in the temple.

Li Xijun sat down in front of him, Li Ximing smiled and said:
"Xi Jun is here, and I'm thinking about the medicine."

Li Xijun took a closer look, and found that the jade stove in his hand turned out to be a magic weapon, and a elixir was being baked inside, as if preparing for alchemy.

"I see."

Along the way, Li Xijun felt that the place was deserted and deserted. He didn’t see any pavilions. Most of them were storage places for different elixir. He nodded slightly and praised:
"I thought the ground was full of Yingying and Yanyan, but I never thought it would be a good place to practice."

When Li Xijun said this, Li Ximing seemed even more helpless, and said softly:

"Self-breaking through foundation building is useless. Unless the other party also has foundation building... otherwise it's useless... Since it's useless... I don't want to spend time."

"No wonder."

Suddenly, Li Xijun glanced at the decorations in the hall, wiped his hands with the white cloth on the table, and asked:
"What happened to the pill?"

Li Ximing was already prepared, took out a small white jade bottle from his bosom, put it on the table, and said softly:
"[Three Perfect Realm Breaking Spirit Pills] can assist qi training monks to break through. I specially refine this bottle first, so I can take it away first."

"There are six pieces in this bottle. If you can't use them up, the rest can be distributed to the clan members at home."

The prescriptions that Li Xizhi sent home back then were [Sanquan Breakthrough Pill] and [Second Solution of Continuing Rescue Spirit Pill]. There are two levels of Qi training and foundation building.

Li Xijun nodded and accepted it, Li Ximing took out another blue jade bottle and said:

"This is the [Three Perfect Realm Breaking Profound Pills], which can assist foundation-builder cultivators to break through, and I can only train this one."

Li Xijun paused and said softly:

"You can keep it, how about the cost?"

Li Ximing replied with a little embarrassment:

"The spiritual materials needed for these elixirs are very precious. It took nineteen spiritual stones for this qi training level elixir. As for this foundation building elixir, I was lucky. I used it only once and it took nearly Thirty spirit stones..."

"As for the [Second Solution to the Continuing Rescue Spirit Pill], it is even more difficult. It took more than a dozen spirit stones to make a fuss, and even the simpler ones may not be able to be refined, let alone..."

This is the case with alchemy. The initial investment in each type of elixir is very large. It was once taught selflessly by Xiao Yuansi, so it is very easy. Now it is naturally more expensive to study it by yourself.

Li Xijun was in great pain, so he nodded encouragingly:
"It's not too bad to be able to make a pill by refining it for the first time, and there will be opportunities later."

Thinking of this, Li Xijun reminded:
"Senior Xiao Yuansi has been kind to you. He taught me selflessly many years ago. Do you remember it in your heart? Now that you have broken through the foundation, you should pay a visit due to both emotion and reason..."

Li Ximing was still thinking about the solution of that elixir. Hearing the words, he nodded again and again in horror:
"You're right, you're right, but I forgot about it and almost fell into a place of injustice! I'll clean up and go to Xiao's house."

Li Xijun nodded, told the news over the years, took out two jade bottles, big and small, and replied:

"My aunt came back from overseas when you were in retreat, and brought back a copy of [Yuwa Stone Liquid] and three pieces of [Xuanmin Pill]. They are all good treasures that only the direct descendants of the immortal sect can afford."

He said with some joy:
"I don't know why, after I established the foundation, my cultivation speed became faster and faster. With these things added, and after taking the Xuandan... the speed is even faster."

Li Xijun smiled and congratulated Xi, his mood improved a lot, chatted a few words, and quickly retreated.

Li Ximing took a look at the jade stove, counted the time, dared not neglect, immediately drove the wind out of Wutu Mountain, and flew to Xiao's house.

……

East China Sea, Qunyi Strait.

The cloudy clouds in the East China Sea have been dense for several years, and finally dissipated slowly. Except for the more frequent thunderstorms and overcast clouds among the seas, most of the sea areas are finally clear and sunny.

The Qunyi Strait winds and stretches, forming a continuous stretch. Except for Lizhou in the deep sea, this is the only place that is fairly densely populated. Several narrow and long islands are connected back and forth, stretching endlessly, and the sea water is turbulent.

The bright sky was slowly dimming, covered with dark clouds, two beams of Dharma light came from the north and landed on a small island.

The leader, Jin Guang, is a middle-aged man in armor and robes, standing with his hands behind his back, and the purple light slowly settles down, revealing his figure. It is a spear-wielding female cultivator in jade armor, standing on thunder, waiting in the air for a while , looking at the cloud.

"Father Zhong, there are indeed dark clouds, maybe this time we can hit it right!"

This female revision is Li Qinghong, holding a Du Ruo gun, her aura is already in the middle stage of foundation establishment, the purple light under her feet is rolling endlessly, shining on the top of the mountain under her feet, the purple light is brilliant.

The East Sea has descended and thundered, especially in the past few years. Most of the Leifa monks have made progress. Li Qinghong took the opportunity to retreat and break through, and successfully broke through the middle stage of foundation establishment, and his strength is much stronger.

A few years passed in a blink of an eye, his elder brother Li Yuanjiao had not yet left the customs, Li Xuanfeng was wandering around the East China Sea, Li Qinghong went back home to ask Lei, got the news, and went to the East China Sea to look for Ling Lei.

Li Xuanfeng stared at the lightning in the dark cloud for a few moments, then nodded slightly:

"In the East China Sea [Water Falling Thunder], many thunderbolts have descended one after another. It is said that there are several kinds of spirit thunders in the square market, and this method of yours just happens to be used."

"Extremely."

Black clouds billowed and gathered on the island, and thunder broke out. The natives of the small island raised their heads and kowtowed endlessly. Li Qinghong glanced at it briefly, but ignored it.

This place is remote and has reached the edge of the East China Sea. A group of aboriginals were yelling, not the local language. They knelt down together, and one or two staff holding sticks seemed to be priests. Butt trembling.

Li Qinghong waited for a while, and a bright white snake-like thunder slowly condensed in the clouds, circling for a circle, restless, and slowly beating in the dark clouds.

"It really is [Silver Gou Xuanlei]."

Li Qinghong got a lot of news about thunder and lightning through the secret method, not to mention what he missed during the retreat, and went back and forth five or six times after the retreat, but he always found nothing.

"Fortunately, the island is isolated from the rest of the world. It hasn't changed much for thousands of years, and its name has been relatively intact."

Li Qinghong got the news that this [Silver Gou Xuanlei] landed on Lulai Island in the Qunyi Sea. After searching around in the Qunyi Strait, it is estimated that this Lulai Island is relatively similar.

Seeing the dark clouds condense, and the silver-white thunderbolts floating in the clouds, Li Qinghong was overjoyed, and rode into the wind, waited for a few breaths, and stretched out his slender fingers to hook in the air.

"Boom!"

The silver-white thunder was lingering in the clouds for the moment, as if attracted by something, it fell headlong and hit her fingertips with a bang, turning into a violent and flashing white thunder.

There were still some fine thunderbolts left in the clouds, like swallows returning to their nests, falling like rain one after another, compressed and gathered at her fingertips, and condensed into a small silver-white bead.

Li Qinghong clasped his palms together, exhaled slowly in the air for a while, and collected it into the thunder pool. After losing the thunder, the dark clouds in the sky disappeared immediately. Li Qinghong was in a good mood, nodded to Li Xuanfeng, and flew up on the wind.

After leaving the strait, Li Xuanfeng stopped and said softly:

"Let's not rush, let me search around here."

Li Qinghong nodded knowingly, the two searched for a week, Li Xuanfeng glanced casually, and the golden bow behind his back suddenly lit up, Li Xuanfeng was a little happy, and sneered:
"Sure enough... this evil animal is still hiding in the sea."

Li Xuanfeng and her went out several times to look for Lei Ting, and they had to check carefully wherever they went, just to find out what was there. When Li Qinghong heard the words, his spirits were lifted, and he saw Li Xuanfeng holding a bow and an arrow, and a spiral of light came from his hand. raised his longbow.

"Go!"

The mysterious arrow in his hand disappeared, and a violent sound suddenly erupted from the island not far away. Li Xuanfeng retracted the longbow with his backhand, and stepped on the golden shuttle to fall.

……

Changzhou Island.

Changzhou Island is long and narrow, with many rivers and dense houses. Many monks drove ordinary people to carry all kinds of stone and wood to the highest mountain.

There are more than a dozen temples, large and small, built on the top of the mountain. The largest one is resplendent and resplendent, with connected corridors and several lotus flowers floating in the clear lake water.

The main hall is gloomy and dark, with hundreds of stone statues of different shapes carved on the back, and a jade platform stands in the middle. The blood boils under the jade platform, and only half of the body is placed on it. The skin is constantly broken and stitched again. Absorbing the blood from below, it looked hideous and terrifying.

Erwu sat on a high jade platform, motionless, practicing cross-legged. Under the jade platform was a pool of blood several feet wide, bubbling and bursting out streaks of colored light, which transformed into All kinds of scenes.

Either for beautiful women and fine wine, or for pavilions and pavilions, they circled around him, and the monks on both sides were dressed in black and lined up in two rows, neatly waiting beside him respectfully.

Mo Wu let out a sigh of relief, looking a little annoyed:
"This place is really not a good place... Far away from the south of the Yangtze River... The population is sparse and slow, and there are many adopted children, which are wasted..."

He flew across the sea in despair for a while, and finally found this place. He massacred on the island for a while to stabilize his cultivation, and soon built a temple.

Mowu's current strength really does not allow him to continue fighting, and the adopted son of the earth is tasteless to eat, so he preached that the adopted son of the earth is the Taoist body, and the mortal body is a sin. He quickly controlled the island and fabricated a group of adopted sons and monks to provide him with blood food.

He spends a lot of time overseas, and he is very proficient at playing this game. He quickly established a complete system in the local area, drinking blood and eating flesh for mortals.

But what makes him quite uncomfortable is that this island is deserted and remote, with little inspiration, most of them are mortals, and the blood food provided will be enough to keep him alive. It is almost impossible to heal his wounds or fly away from here to the West Sea.

"I had to slowly gather together, and inspired a few men to go to the surrounding islands to collect blood food for me..."

Mowu has quickly recovered from the initial despair. As long as there are people on this island, he has the hope of recovering his strength. After all, mortals are easier to raise than any spiritual creatures, and they are quite effective, almost no business.

As he was thinking about it, he felt inexplicably cold all over his body, and there seemed to be a buzzing sound in his ears that made him go out of his wits:
"Buzz..."

'how is this possible! '

Mo Wu was stunned for a moment, and the terrifying roar that dominated him day and night rose again in his heart. The monk's body jumped twice on the jade platform, his ears were bleeding, and he murmured:
"he came!"

The blood under the body suddenly boiled and climbed up the jade platform, but there was no time at all. There was a loud roar, and the jade platform exploded into two sections, and bursts of colorful light rose up.

"Mage!"

The monks on both sides vomited blood in unison, all the sculptures in the hall shattered at the same time, stone powder flowed down, and the hall let out a mournful cry before it collapsed.

Almost at the same time, many stone statues also exploded in Qinling County in the north, and monks in Heshuihai... Zhuluhai raised their heads in panic:

"The second senior brother has also fallen!"

(End of this chapter)