Xuanjian Xianzu

Li Qinghong paused for a moment, and someone was already flying up on the wind. His Taoist uniform was fluttering. He put his hands together and bowed:

"This subordinate has seen the adults."

Zong Yan has lived a comfortable life these years, but there has been less suffering in the past ten years. His demeanor has been completely different, his eyes are piercing, and there are still traces of the pain of being a servile servant before bending to the monster, but it is very faded. His back straightens, and he has Human-like.

Li Qinghong was always polite, so she replied to him and listened to him recite the island's expenditures by heart.

Zong Yan finished speaking anxiously. The accounts are naturally in the red. There is no production on the island. The things in the sea have always belonged to dragons. No one dares to touch them. How can they not lose money?It's just that the female cultivator in white in front of him didn't seem to listen. Looking around at the scenery on the island, Zong Yan was a little uneasy.

Zong Yan's emotions towards the Li family are very complicated. In addition to his deep gratitude, there is also the almost bottomless surrender to the strong in East China Sea customs, extreme fear of the foundation-building monks who can level the island in a rage, and worry about being abandoned. , making him tremble.

Li Yuanjiao stayed here for a long time, and Zong Yan understood that Li Yuanjiao was a person who disdained bullying and hated eating blood, so he felt better. Facing the unfamiliar Li Qinghong, Zong Yan did not dare to gamble.

Monk Kongheng had already rushed over by the wind and landed in the mountain. As always, he lowered his eyebrows and put his hands together, and said softly:

"I haven't seen you for many years. My Taoist friend has improved a lot."

The monk's eyebrows were small, and it was hard to see clearly when he was so low. Li Qinghong responded casually, and his attention was indeed not on Zong Yan. He let him talk about the loss of hundreds of kilograms of spiritual rice, and he was accurate to two. He just waved his hand and said:
"Yes, the population is still thriving."

Li Qinghong's first reaction when he arrived on the island was exactly the same as his brother's. He searched for temples and statues with his spiritual consciousness. Seeing that there was not a single temple on the island, he felt a little relieved.

She brushed her beautiful hair, Li Qinghong practiced Qi very early, but now she is only about [-] years old, less delicate and more dignified, said softly:
"I'm here this time to collect my brother's belongings first."

As soon as these words came out, Kong Heng was stunned for a moment, closed his eyes, folded his hands in front of his chest, and muttered something.

Zong Yan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the cold-hearted and kind-hearted middle-aged man had passed away. He offered a few words of condolences. The customs in the East China Sea were very different. He did not say any polite words and took Li Qinghong directly to the cave where Li Yuanjiao was retreating. .

Li Qinghong stepped into the cave, and saw that the cave was clean and tidy, the ground was smooth and spotless, empty, there was no incense burner altar, jade tables and chairs, only a gray futon in the middle.

Li Qinghong was silent and could only take the futon. When she scanned it with her spiritual consciousness, she saw that it was a very ordinary Qi training object. She turned her hands and put it away. Just as she was about to say something, the formation roared.

She raised her eyebrows and looked, her spiritual sense hooked up to the formation, and she saw a monster with a fish head and a human body standing outside the formation, with two fleshy wings growing behind it, squatting beside the formation, showing a very impatient expression.

"The medicine is here."

Li Qinghong took a look, his almond eyes moved slightly, and thought to himself:
"It seems that there are countless caviar and fish grandchildren in the waters of Zongquan Island. I just sailed across the sea with the wind. This monster got the news so quickly."

She rose up in the wind, waved her sleeves gently, and opened a gap in the formation. The snake flapped its fleshy wings and came in with the wind. The old demon finally broke through the foundation and turned into a human form, but he still had to hold on to the Fish head with huge eyes.

Hu Yao's eyes widened when he saw Li Qinghong's appearance. His eyes glanced at the purple lightning at her feet. He was slightly startled. His face shrank, and the fish head began to expand and contract, and soon turned into an old man. appearance.

The Zaozhonghao clan is an aquatic clan, and most of the water in the cultivation house is not good-looking. Even if it turns into a human form, it still looks weird. The two sides of the face are divided into two parts, showing the shape of a fish. look.

Li Qinghong was covered in thunder and looked more difficult to offend than Li Yuanjiao. He also restrained himself and shouted:
"Where's Li Yuanjiao?! He promised me to go kill the enemy with me, why is there no one now!"

Fei Yao has already gone to this island several times, who knows that Zong Yan asked him three questions, and Kong Heng even told him to stop eating blood when he met him. Say more.

After finally catching a member of the Li family, Yan Yao hurried over. After asking carefully, Li Qinghong only glanced at him and said softly:
"My elder brother got some injuries in [Qingsong Cave Sky], he went back to take care of him, and because he killed Dazheng's disciple, he couldn't leave home and walk around at will. From then on, I have been guarding here for more than ten years."

At first she wanted to cover up her own family, but there are few monks who practice Thunder Art, and the foundations, exercises, and even magic tools of various foundations are easy to recognize. Now, Yao also guessed that her family is the Li family, so she let go mouth.

Hu Yao hummed a few words, not expecting the Li family to get a piece of the pie in Qingsong Cave, and he didn't expect to kill a real disciple, so he doubted his belief and said:
"Oh? I don't know which real person it is!"

This news has only spread at home and abroad, and has not yet spread among the demon clan. But counting that the day will probably come soon, Li Qinghong waved his hand:
"The nobles are well-informed and will know it in a few months."

After saying this, Hui Yao was a little bit convinced and muttered "That's it! That's it..." and then smiled and said:
"On the contrary... fellow daoists are in charge of thunder, this trip will be of great benefit! Let that stinky cloud octopus... fall into the sea!"

Li Qinghong asked:
"Let's go... what kind of monster do you want to kill?"

虺药 only said:

"I just killed a cloud octopus. I am practicing "Mian Jin". The foundation of the Tao is "Auspicious Qi Yun". It is a monster that is as greedy for money as life. I am in the late stage of foundation building. I have two foundation building under my command. I am a small Qi practitioner. There are hundreds of demons.”

"This damn thing is taking advantage of the wind and clouds to come to my territory to plunder one by one. It just so happens that his broken Daoji is very valued by Longzi. I will take advantage of the opportunity to kill this thing first to avoid the arrival of new Longzi. Here, I let him ride on my head.”

Fei Yao pointed to the guide, and said in a strange voice:
"Just going south from here, the more clouds and mist, the closer to the cape, and the easternmost part of the South China Sea, he lives in that cloud and mist."

Li Qinghong calculated the combat power of the two parties and felt that they were slightly inferior, so he asked:

"Do you still have a helping hand? Are you the only demon general?"

Snake medicine said:
"There is also my seventh brother of 360, called Hui Er, who is in the middle stage of cultivation."

Li Qinghong was taken aback for a moment, and said with shame:
"Lingtang... the descendants are prosperous."

Chang Yao transformed into the fish head, leading the way ahead, waiting for Li Qinghong and Kong Heng to catch up, muttering:
"My family has one birth per year, and one birth has [-] offspring. Only three cubs are born, and the rest degenerate into eels, eels, and eels... It is incomparable to your human race."

These words made Li Qinghong and both of them have a sense of eye-opening. He Yao sighed and said in a low voice:
"I, the third son and the fifth grandson of the Chilong, intersected with the eel. I don't know how much blood has been lost. It is only a thousand years old. Naturally, I look down."

"You and other human ancestors were born earlier, and they occupied countless gold-nature fruition positions. They were as stable as a mountain, and they even went so far as to be extravagant enough to use so-called surnames to classify different gold-nature descendants...There are countless cultivation methods, none of which can be compared to us. "

"Even the descendants of Zhen Chi... have only achieved some attainments in Shui De and Twelve Qi for thousands of years. In the end, they are not as good as you and others."

On the surface of the medicine, there is no appearance of the monster dragon genus roaming the world, but a little depressed, shrugging and saying:
"Otherwise... why would you want to eat people? It's really a great supplement. If you steal it from the secrets, you will enjoy endless benefits."

The two listened silently, and the medicine quickly changed the subject, explaining:
"This cloud octopus, whose practice is "Mianjin" among the twelve qi, can also be called "Rui qi". Its frontal combat power is not too strong, just don't let him go."

There are many types of orthodoxy such as water virtue and fire virtue. Twelve Qi is also one of them. There are twelve types in total. Some of them are particularly famous, such as "Zi Qi" of Ziyanmen and "Xi Qi" of Jinyuzong.

The most famous one is the [Xiao Qing Qi] that can be seen everywhere. Among them, the 'Qing Qi' is the most convenient to collect, and most of them are practiced by casual cultivators.

Kong Heng traveled south and north, and has seen many, only Li Qinghong has never seen it, and was a little curious, and they drove the wind deep into the south, and the sky became darker and darker.

Huang Er was already waiting in the mist with a group of fish, and he was even uglier, with his head like a watermelon that had been opened. He left all his subordinates where they were, and followed without saying a word.

Li Qinghong estimated the strength and found that there were still no two people left in this group of monsters. He opened some distance and slowly went deeper to the south. Gray clouds rose around him and lingered around, spinning around in the light of everyone's dharma. His ideas were also slow. Slowly fade away.

After flying for another quarter of an hour, I saw whirlpools rising up, rushing into the gray mist, turning into rain and falling. The spiritual power here was quite strong, and gray eight-clawed octopuses fell from the sky.

Some cloud octopuses have already cultivated, and they fly in the sky with clouds and mist. The huge octopus carries some large and small animals and human races. When they see the crowd, they disperse one after another. What's more, they start to spew out golden mist and hide in the sea. .

When Yao Yao saw this scene, he was immediately overjoyed and smiled in his heart:

'God damn you old bastard!Bringing two helpers is the right way, let these two bump into your behavior, and add a bit of hatred in my heart out of thin air! '

Kong Heng closed his eyes slightly and didn't speak. There was a vague shout in the air. Li Qinghong frowned, feeling a little reckless, never thinking that Qu Yao would take a step forward, and took out a golden scroll in his hand.

He stretched it out slightly, glanced at it pretentiously, and shouted:

"Yun Xiaozi, Master Longzi has arrived at Zhulu, why don't you hurry up and meet me!"

When he said this, the whole gray mist shook, and a big gray octopus actually came out, its tentacles shuttled through the clouds, its skin was covered with large and small sea beetles, its eyes were black and big, like a window sill, Looking straight at it.

The cloud octopus quickly turned into a human shape, it was an old man with a saddle nose, a flat nose, leaning on a wooden stick, showing doubts, he said:

"What! Where is the token!"

The medicine cursed:

"You're so blind, you dare to look at the token."

With a sneer, he pulled up Jin Er beside him, and shouted:
"Let's go! Don't blame me for not reminding you!"

So he drove away in the wind. Yun Xizi couldn't sit still anymore. How could he dare to bet on this? He hurriedly chased after him in the clouds and mists, saying:
"I'm just joking!"

He rode the wind and chased for several miles. He was able to catch up with everyone. Li Qinghong thought to himself:
"This monster has made progress. This plan is a good one. It is enough to deal with the monster."

Fei Yao shook his head, showing a very domineering attitude, which was obviously planned carefully, and sneered:

"Longzi thinks highly of me, let me welcome the guests in person, you can show some respect."

Yun Xiaozi sized up Li Qinghong and Kong Heng, and Xiao Yao introduced:

"This is a disciple of Xianmen..."

Yun Zhuzi had no choice but to step forward. Unexpectedly, after taking a few steps, the four people in front of him suddenly burst into flames. Thunder, flames, magical light, and demonic power all hit him, making a loud roar.

"Boom!"

Yun Xiaozi let out a sharp whistling sound, and a golden mist exploded all over his body, covering a radius of ten miles in an instant. There was a violent collision and explosion sound, and there was no trace of him in place.

Fei Yao let out a hearty laugh, and took out a bell from his bosom, showing a bright green light, lifted it into the air, took a breath, and shook it gently.

"Clang clang clang..."

With the sound of intensive bells, the turbulent sea water just under the feet calmed down instantly, like a gray mirror, or like a smoothed mountain rock, silent.

On the sea, it was like the wind blowing the grass and trees, rustling, the golden mist dissipated in an instant, and several spiritual senses that were originally shielded swept across the sea one by one, chasing towards the south together.

"You...you borrowed the magic weapon!"

Yun Xiaozi looked a little embarrassed, his face was scorched black, showing a look of panic, but he saw a purple light galloping towards him, using a long spear as a front, stabbing straight at his back.

"Rayfa!"

Yun Zhuzi shouted. Now that he has been discovered, the human form has lost its concealment effect. Eight tentacles broke out from under the robe, and the lips turned into purple-black hooks as sharp as beaks, rapidly rolling the huge Hidden in the flesh.

A gigantic eight-clawed monster appeared in the gray sea of ​​clouds. Although Li Qinghong's cultivation was a little weak, he was not afraid at all. The spears swept across, and thunder fell like rain.

The purple bottle with profound patterns around the waist floated up, and slowly aimed at the monster's eyes, condensing out streaks of purple electricity, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and thunder flickered.

Li Qinghong only made a slight move, and did not use the Thunder Pool Xuanlei at the bottom of the box, but he had already terrified the monster, knowing that this person was the most difficult one to deal with, and said straightly:

"Fellow Daoist...what enmity do I have with you!"

"Boom!"

The thunder came faster than his words, a pillar of thunder erupted from the purple bottle mouth, purple and white intertwined, bombarded his body, it was scorched black, his skin was torn apart, and his mouth let out a howling sound again , the eight tentacles were irritated and generally grabbed into the air.

"Chong!"

However, they saw the golden light shining all over the body of this fine-eyed monk, sitting cross-legged in the void, his eyes wide open, and he was not angry. He stretched out one hand, and the golden light rolled down, forcefully pressing back all his tentacles.

Kong Heng's cultivation these years is not in vain, he is no longer the young monk who just broke through as a mage, showing a bit of power, the golden light is so hot that all the tentacles of the cloud octopus curl up and avoid them one after another.

Fei Yao and Fei Er arrived slowly, and the two demon fishes looked at each other, and they both saw the confusion and panic in each other's eyes.

'Damn it...there's no need for the two of us! '