Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 471

Li Yuexiang knelt in front of him, weeping uncontrollably, while Li Xijun stood in the courtyard, the [寒绪] on his waist was shining silently, his eye circles were slightly red, and his eyes turned around on the broken jade on the ground.

A series of thoughts emerged in Li Xijun's mind, and flowed through his mind one by one, and what appeared before him was Li Xuanxuan's old face.

The lights in the ancestral hall were flickering, Li Yuexiang whimpered softly, and Li Xijun showed an extremely complicated expression as the breeze blew. He took a step back and turned around to leave the ancestral hall.

Li Xijun first rode the wind and landed in front of Dan Pavilion, with his hands in his sleeves, he stepped on the stone steps.

The front of the court was empty, gray and black, and the only light was the open flame of the alchemy furnace in the main hall, casting a shadow that danced on the ground. Li Ximing was sitting in front of the alchemy furnace, making seals with his hands, and raised his eyes to look at him.

Li Xijun waved his hands and didn't speak. He waited until he finished refining the elixir and put away the elixir furnace before he took a step forward.

"Father Zhong's life jade has been broken."

Li Xijun said softly.

Li Ximing was still immersed in the research of Danfang, and was stunned for a moment, raised his head in disbelief, and lost his voice:

"This...then...how!"

Li Xijun covered his face and stepped back, listening to Li Ximing's bewildered voice behind him, he raised his head slightly, the lights on the side peak Fufeng were still flickering.

The night was dark, Li Xuanxuan did not rest, Li Xijun could hardly face Li Xuanxuan, and told the old man that his last son also died in a family affair.

"Let's procrastinate first... procrastinate first... Maybe there will be a turning point."

……

Qingsong Island.

Compared to most of the ongoing battles in the cave, the fighting on Qingsong Island seemed chaotic and disorderly. The casual cultivators fought together, fought together, and robbed each other.

Li Qinghong was flying around the island with a gun in hand, the brilliance flowed from the jade armor, bouncing off the splashed blood, and the purple thunder reverberated around him, causing the sea water to surge up and turn into white mist.

The sea water in front of him was shaking, and something suddenly fell from the void. It was a dark and shiny stone, but the size of a fingernail, floating quietly in the air, and immediately attracted a group of monks.

Li Qinghong let out a thunderbolt in her hands, and took a step ahead. She swept across with her long spear, causing several people around her to retreat one after another. She snatched the spirit creature born in front of her, put it in the storage bag, and quickly retreated.

Li Qinghong has broken through the middle stage of foundation establishment, and his strength is regarded as the best among all the cultivators. He has won many times and has attracted a lot of attention. Looking around, several people around him have the intention of joining forces.

Although Li Qinghong was not afraid, he also understood the principle of accepting as soon as he saw something good. He steered the thunder and lightning and slowly backed away, flying all the way to the edge of the sea area of ​​Qingsong Island. Only then did the figures in the sky gradually decrease.

She teamed up with the Han family in Dongliu Island. She had a good plan at first, but the situation in the world changed, the ideas were vague, and all kinds of spiritual things were born. Everyone was scattered in an instant, and they snatched the spiritual things. They disappeared soon. The opponent's trace.

Here is the fusion of the cave and the world, and there are many strange gray clouds emerging, hindering the spiritual consciousness, and the Han family can't be found. Li Qinghong only rescued a few Han family juniors within his power, and quickly made a fortune , go away quickly.

Not being able to join forces with the Han family is not a bad thing for Li Qinghong. After all, she is stronger, and she can gain a lot by herself with the help of the celestial book. She doesn't have to share it with others, but she is comfortable.

She pulled back her hair, landed on a reef, and sank into her spiritual sense.

Before he checked the surrounding situation clearly, he saw a blue light falteringly coming from the illusion, wandering unsteadily in the mirror, the blue light faded, and turned into an ordinary talisman, lingering in it.

Li Qinghong's hand holding the gun suddenly clenched and turned white, and stood there for a long time as if he was suffocating, then hurriedly took off on the wind and flew towards the small island where Li Xuanfeng entered the cave.

The island was deserted, and there were no traces of people or fights. Li Qinghong stood there for a moment, wiped the corners of his eyes, and thought:
"Since the elder brother has an accident, the second uncle will definitely have a hard time. I don't know what's going on in this cave. It's best to try here and wait until he comes out... If he is seriously injured, there can be someone to take care of him..."

……

Following Li Yuanjiao's death, the Immortal Foundation dissipated, and the power of the Purple Mansion Spiritual Artifact quickly swept in. Li Yuanjiao's body gradually disappeared in Li Xuanfeng's hands, turning into green rain.

Li Xuanfeng was empty-handed, leaving behind only a long sword, a jade bottle, and a plain black-striped storage bag.

He hung these three things around his waist, took out a jade box from the storage bag, and moved his lips, the green rain from the sky suddenly fell into the box, converging into a box of blue-gray spiritual water, shaking gently .

The vision in the cave was very light and thin, the light blue rain drifted for a while, and soon scattered and disappeared, leaving only gray clouds to dissipate.

When Zhuji dies, he often returns to heaven and earth. There is a custom in the south of the Yangtze River to bury relatives, and they are often replaced by spiritual objects left behind. Xiao Yongling stood aside and watched, with his hands behind his back.

He silently watched as Li Xuanfeng put away the jade box, the bleeding from Li Xuanfeng's hands had stopped, he put the Qingchi sword on his waist, and stayed in place, Li Xuanfeng drove down the wind and saw Yu Muxian's body on a mountain top.

Yu Muxian died when he was beheaded, his bones had already been broken into two pieces, sharp and fine little golden needles were flowing out from his meridians, and the ground was covered with glittering, pine needle-like gold.

His once fairy-like face has now turned into a fish that can be cut into pieces, revealing bright red flesh, puzzled remains in the re-opened eyes, and his lips are slightly parted, full of blood.

Beside his wrist, lay a white jade buckle, shaped like a boat, smooth and delicate, not stained by blood.

During the battle, Yu Muxian's Yuyi suffered two penetrating wounds, and it was broken into pieces. In the remaining sleeve of that Yuyi, there was a lavender round thing buttoned up. I don't know what kind of trump card it was , never played out until death.

With a wave of his sleeve, Li Xuanfeng put away the torn feather coat and the jade button on his body in one breath, then ingested his storage bag with his magic power, probed it with his spiritual sense, and sealed it tightly.

He took off the feather coat, Yu Muxian's lower abdomen was rising and falling slightly, covered with bloodshot eyes.

"Snapped…"

There was a muffled sound from Yu Muxian's abdomen, and as the "Gold Pin Hole" dissipated, all kinds of magic weapons flew out of his abdomen, jumped up one after another, shaking their heads in the pool of blood.

Several magic tools are from the peak of Qi training to foundation building level, not very outstanding, only the six magic shields and eight golden shuttles are a complete set of magic tools, which are very precious.

There was a tinkling sound from a distance, Tu Longjian was dressed in black, and slowly fell down, the black and red token beside him was suppressing a golden circle, the air kept trembling, and the circle was burning red.

"[Quyun] couldn't find a trace, and had already run away."

After he muttered, Li Xuanfeng's expression didn't change much, he nodded and handed Yu Muxian's storage bag to him, and said hoarsely:

"Thank you fellow daoist for your help. This person's storage bag is here and has never been opened."

Tu Longjian hesitated for a moment, opened the storage bag, [Six Dings and Fire] rose up, and wiped off the prohibition and backhands on the storage bag.

The abdominal injury was still there, and Tu Longjian was not polite, but took out the precious medicine and panacea from the storage bag and swallowed them, and took out some healing medicines to smear on Li Xuanfeng.

The things on Yu Muxian's body were really good things. Li Xuanfeng's flesh grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although he was still injured, it was not as shocking as before.

Tu Longjian found a jade box from his storage bag, put it in his pocket, took some other things, returned the storage bag, Li Xuanfeng handed it back to Xiao Yongling, and said softly:

"Thank you, senior, please choose some more, as a little compensation."

Xiao Yongling looked at it, but didn't say much, hesitantly searched for two magical artifacts on the ground, and then looked them up in the storage bag, and Tu Longjian said softly:
"Senior, there are still your things in this golden circle."

He intensified the flames, and the two Zifu spirit weapons fought in the air for a few breaths, the Zhige Golden Circle finally let go, spit out black smoke, and flew out a golden bead.

Li Xuanfeng glanced at it, and then remembered that the first arrow was caught by the golden circle, polished by spiritual weapons, tempered by fire and fire, and even hit by various spells, it was refined into this appearance.

After taking it smoothly, Xiao Yongling pushed the storage bag over, took out a bright golden halberd, offered it with both hands, and said softly:
"The long halberd that Tang Shedu had taken a fancy to just now...return to its original owner."

This long halberd belongs to the ancient Wei Kingdom, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it was returned to the original owner. Li Xuanfeng accepted it on behalf of the Li family. A lavender round object, asked:
"This thing...is the Purple Mansion Talisman?"

Seeing the two nodding their heads, Li Xuanfeng said:

"I hope to get this thing and use it to suppress the clan's fortune, and I won't take the rest."

Pushing the storage bag out, he pointed to the storage bag itself, and replied:
"This thing... I shouldn't keep it."

This storage bag is really hot, Tu Longjian nodded slightly, and said softly:
"give it to me."

The few people divided their belongings, found a mountain peak to settle down, and silently adjusted their breath, only waiting for the cave to be closed to leave.

There is no alternation of day and night in the cave, Li Xuanfeng and others adjusted their breathing for a few days, each of them recovered, and then they opened their eyes.

Although the three were all sitting on the peak, their faces were not calm. The development of the matter was beyond Tu Longjian's expectation, which made him hesitant to speak until there was a rumbling sound of changes in the sky and the earth, and the clouds and mists rose and fell like tides. road:

"Seniors, I still have important things to do, so I can't accompany you two out of bounds, please forgive me."

Of course Li Xuanfeng and Xiao Yongling knew that Tu Longjian would definitely fall into the hands of the Zifu if he went out so bluntly, so they both bid farewell. Tu Longjian hesitated for a while, and replied:

"Senior Yuanjiao's matter, Tu Long is very regretful. If Tu Long is lucky enough to escape from birth and find a foothold in the East China Sea, he will eventually rebuild Tu Junmen. One day, he will come to visit and exchange exercises. Jun Taoism."

Li Xuanfeng didn't know what kind of in-depth contact his family had with Tu Jun's sect, he just assumed that this was the reason why Tu Longjian came to help, so he answered for his family, and said in a deep voice:
"I don't know the details. It may be a chance for Yuan Jiao alone, but the younger generation in the family should know the name and wait for it."

Tu Longjian nodded, said a few words of condolences, drove the fiery red streamer, disappeared into the sky like a whirlwind, sank into the deep sea of ​​clouds, and disappeared.

The remaining two people rode the wind, but found that everything around them was slowly fading away, and the stars in the sky were also rapidly fading away. Xiao Yongling waited for a while, and finally couldn't restrain himself, and said softly:

"Condolences..."

Li Xuanfeng waved his hands, grief only flashed in his eyes for a moment, and then turned into deep patience, Xiao Yongling looked at his face carefully, and said softly:
"Back then in Lixia Tujun, you and Ruyu chased after him, killing Situ's family members righteously, still before my eyes. In the past few decades, I feel that you have changed a lot."

Li Xuanfeng lowered his eyes and said:

"What happened back then was like a copper mirror sinking into water, sharpened by sand and stones, and the reappearance is hazy and invisible. Thinking about it now, it is like the previous life, no matter how difficult it is!"

Xiao Yongling paused, not knowing how to answer him, so he could only say softly:

"Back then, I only thought that you were so sharp and short-sighted that you would suffer from it. I thought about mentioning it to Tong Ya. Now, it seems that you are better than your reputation. I am short-sighted and made a joke."

Li Xuanfeng shook his head deeply, not in the mood to answer his words, and wanted to say a few polite words, but Xiao Yongling who was beside him suddenly went away, disappeared completely from head to toe, and all the stars, clouds, and mountains faded away.

"The cave is closed!"

Li Xuanfeng raised his eyebrows to look, and the surrounding area was already filled with blue sea water.

There were still islands and sandstones at the feet, and the formation that had been set up was still faintly flickering when he entered. Lin Chensheng was dressed in black and stood beside him with his hands on his chest. The bright red blood was dripping from between his fingers. Falling.

On the other side, Kan Ziyan fell to the ground with a plop, sat cross-legged, and immediately recovered from breath adjustment. Li Xuanfeng's spiritual sense swept across the island, but found no trace of Zhong Qian. Something happened in the cave, and it is very likely that it has fallen into the hands of Zifu.

Although he didn't find Zhong Qian, he saw a familiar figure, dressed in jade armor, holding a spear, with reddish eye circles, staring at his hands.

"Qinghong!"

Li Qinghong nodded vigorously, but he didn't know the situation, so he didn't dare to say more, so he choked up and replied, "Li Xuanfeng killed Yu Muxian, and he didn't want to stay here. away from the city.

Only then did he ride the wind, and he was suddenly stunned. The space in front of him was broken and shaking, and a man in a platinum helmet stepped out. An old man in green robe.

The old man had a childlike face, a tall nose, golden lines all over his eyes, and a long strip attached to his back. He just stood quietly in the air, and beside him, a golden dagger was buzzing, the tip of the sword was straight. Pointing directly at Li Xuanfeng.

The sword clanged, as if it was pointing at something, and on the other hand of the old man, a familiar golden ring was slowly circling, making a whistling sound, as if he was wronged.

Tang Shedu's breath was weak, his armor was broken a lot, and even the long halberd had two scars, his face was like gold paper, he looked much weaker than when he fled, he said hoarsely:
"Report to the real person! It is this person!"

(End of this chapter)