Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 499 Fighting
When Chen Yang said this, he thought about all the possible actions of the boy in front of him, but he held himself together and said nothing wrong. He was highly cultivated, so he only lowered his head slightly, pretending to be humble.

'I don't break the rules?What can you do? '

But he didn't hear the answer for a long time, his eyes quickly stopped on Li Zhouwei's face, the black pupils moved to the narrow and long corners of the eyes, revealing a gloomy and contemplative look, neither bowing nor bowing, even a bit condescending.

His glance was right in the eyes of the prince in front of him, and his heart was suddenly emptied, as if all the sinisterness and arrogance in his heart were completely seen, and he said in his heart:
"broken."

In a blink of an eye, Li Zhouwei in front of him suddenly took a step forward, and Chen Yang felt his throat tighten, and his hands suddenly went up his neck like lightning, and clasped tightly on his neck.

"you!"

He never thought that Li Zhouwei in front of him would suddenly explode, but he was like a tiger or a leopard crashing into him with such force that he became unstable for a moment and was pushed to the ground with a plop.

"Oh!"

The back of Chen Yang's head slammed into the rocky ground so hard that his eyes were filled with stars. The impact was not insignificant. If he hadn't been at the fourth level of fetal breath, he would probably have passed out after such an impact.

The poisonous fire in his heart scorched his throat, he grasped his hands emptyly, and several spells appeared in his mind. Only then did he restrain his shock and anger, only to find that the other party had already straddled up, pressed his chest, and put his hands on the ground. On both sides, no spells could be pinched out for a while.

Chen Yang couldn't breathe, but he was controlled by the posture of casting spells, and he panicked suddenly, but he was not a simple person, so he quickly reacted in his mind and just broke his hand.

"His cultivation is much lower than mine, as long as I use my mana, I can counter him immediately!"

He just came up with this thought, but Li Zhouwei let go of his hand decisively, freed his hand, picked up the inkstone on the case, and smashed it neatly on his head, instantly smashing Chen Yang's forehead into red and black, and the black ink was dizzy Dyed open, raised his eyebrows angrily.

"Fuck you."

This smashing immediately let his hands loose. After all, Chen Yang is a fourth-level cultivation base of fetal breath, and he reacted after only a moment of confusion. The contempt and anger in his heart finally couldn't be restrained, and he pulled his hands on Li Zhouwei's clothes, wanting to He pulls up.

Chen Yang is not an ordinary child. The Chen family has had a lot of swordsmanship and methods in the past century. If you say that practicing Qi and building a foundation is not as good as the Li family's direct line, but the methods at the level of fetal breath are really not bad, and the hands are already glowing.

"Chong."

But Li Zhouwei was beyond his expectation again, only heard the clang of cold iron, the table case was kicked over, and Li Zhouwei had already pulled out the halberd under the table case.

The blue light in Chen Yang's hand stopped in his hand, and the edge of the gleaming halberd pointed straight at his neck. The icy metal cold stimulated his hair to stand out, and the anger and hatred in his heart quickly disappeared and subsided.

'Damn... who would put the halberd under the case!It's not a personal sword!He is always on guard against someone assassinating him! '

But before he had time to think about it, his throat felt a sharp pain, Chen Yan hurriedly walked back, and met those dark golden eyes, he couldn't see any emotion, and there was only the sound of two pairs of boots rubbing against the ground one after the other in the courtyard .

Li Zhouwei didn't say a word, his eyes were calm, he pushed him to the corner step by step, and then he said the first sentence:

"Don't look at me like that."

Chen Yang paused for a moment, restrained his facial expressions with utmost familiarity, and quickly put on a disguise, all those cunning, contemptuous, and judging the situation were gone.

But he felt that Li Zhouwei's hand was squeezing tighter and tighter. The halberd moved forward and pressed hard. Chen Yang felt unbelievable and said wildly in his heart:

"He's crazy!"

"Pfft."

The long halberd ruthlessly pierced into the wooden wall behind him, and Chen Yang's heart was finally terrified like an avalanche of landslides. Sweat dripped down his head and face, his legs were pulled hard, and he fell to his knees limply. Then he lowered his head, but The person in front of him raised his jaw again.

He was forced to look into the dark golden eyes, and saw the large and small ring-like objects in them shrinking slightly, like black rings falling into the golden water, rising and falling.

Li Zhouwei saw the look of panic in his eyes as he wished, and then silently let go of his hand, allowing Chen Yang to lie softly in front of him. Chen Yang tried his best to support himself, and vaguely saw three people standing quietly in front of the courtyard.

One of them was Wujin in armor, with broad shoulders, and the other was in white clothes, with a sword behind his back, and he didn't speak, just watched quietly. Only an old man came up quickly, helped the table, and asked:
"what happened!"

Chen Yang's blood mixed with ink dripped from Li Zhouwei's forearm, and the boy clasped his hands and replied:

"My lord, it's just playing around."

Li Xuanxuan sighed, waved his hand, let the white ape who was waiting outside the courtyard come in, and said in a low voice:
"Take it down first and use the meditation spell to comfort it. The child is frightened. I'm afraid he needs to take a good rest."

Chen Yang was picked up by the white ape and quickly carried out of the yard. Li Xuanxuan frowned and looked at the mess on the ground. He cast a few magic spells casually, and then used his magic power to arrange all the objects before sitting down.

Waiting for Li Xuanfeng to sit down, Li Xijun sat down to make tea with a smile on his lips, and said softly:

"This boy from the Chen family...is quite interesting."

Li Xuanfeng only observed Li Zhouwei carefully, and said casually:
"Somewhat fierce."

Li Xuanxuan remained silent, but Li Xijun showed no worry, and said with a smile:

"There's more than enough treachery, not enough prudence, and you can't bow your head if you rely on your talents. You have to be talented. You can kill people and make a career in today's world, but sooner or later you will die of arrogance."

After Li Xijun said this, Li Xuanxuan nodded slightly, but Li Zhouwei, who was sitting obediently beside him, blinked, as if he understood that he meant something else, and accepted it silently.

"I just hope that I can change after a setback."

Li Xuanfeng moved his cup and whispered:
"This kind of people can't be changed, just like Jia Nixi back then, everything is done lightly, no one is an enemy, when the big thing comes, it's just death."

Li Xuanxuan pondered for such a long time and finally spoke and replied softly:
"Only the son of the Chen family can control this child of the Chen family."

Li Xuanxuan diverted the worries of several people with a word, touched Li Zhouwei with a smile, and said softly:

"It's only been less than two years, and it's already born on the second floor of the Minglun."

Li Xuanfeng had been observing him carefully, and after a while he said:

"I've been traveling back and forth between Southern Xinjiang and the East China Sea these days, and I've paid special attention to many things, so I'll explain it clearly to you."

He paused and said softly:

"The first is Mingyang. In the past, there were few orthodox traditions. There were only Mingyang remnants on a few overseas islands. Now because of the East Fire incident, Mingyang foundations have appeared both at home and abroad, and they are gradually becoming known."

"This foundation building is most suitable for descendants, but practitioners tend to gradually become more aggressive, either becoming more domineering or more stubborn, influenced by the immortal foundation."

Li Xijun frowned slightly, thinking of Li Ximing on the mountain, Li Xuanfeng continued:

"Among the yin and yang, 'Ming Yang' corresponds to 'Jue Yin'. Taoism complements and conflicts with each other, so we should pay attention to one or two things."

"The state of Wu is close to the West Sea in the northwest, and it is called Jizhong. There is a state of Chen, also known as the country of daughters. The practice is "Jueyin". In today's world, you don't often move around, but you have to be careful."

Li Xuanfeng asked, Li Xijun nodded silently, the old man casually talked about some recent events, Li Xijun was very alert, and asked:
"I don't know about Boring Gold Sect Situ Chen's affairs..."

Li Xuanfeng didn't change his face, and said no:
"not my business."

The young man in white nodded thoughtfully, and Li Xuanfeng pulled Li Zhouwei over and asked:

"Wei'er, Mingyang is the overlord who governs people. Hearing about it is helpful for cultivation. I need you to take care of the family affairs a little bit more from now on."

"Zhou Wei understands."

Li Zhouwei nodded, Li Xijun finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked:
"Why...Brother Ming cultivates Mingyang, but it is somewhat different from many descriptions."

Li Xijun explained the situation before and after Li Ximing. Li Xuanfeng twirled his beard and said softly:

"I don't think Ximing is suitable for cultivating Mingyang at all! Mingyang is a way of entering the world. If he wants to cultivate like Xiyao and Chengliao, he should practice some orthodoxy such as Twelve Qi and Yuzhen. Right now, his thoughts are not in line with the orthodoxy. , Go against your will everywhere, it’s meaningless."

"It turned out to be like this!"

Li Xijun only felt that his hands were numb, and he put the jade pot on the table in a daze. He suddenly remembered that one night under the moonlight, Li Ximing seemed to have a premonition of something, and gently handed the [Jinyang Huangyuan] to his hand and asked for it. Exchange their skills.

Burning pain arose in the young man's heart, and his voice was low and deep:
"I'm waiting... How can I understand, I just hope to leave the best for him..."

Li Xuanxuan was listening at the side, seeing Li Xijun's appearance, a rare look of anger appeared on his face, and he only said:

"Don't say who is to blame! There is no such thing!"

Li Xuanfeng read the blame from his elder brother's gaze, and said softly:
"I shouldn't have said that the "Ming Hua Huang Yuan Jing" at home is of extremely high grade now, and Ximing has never suffered a disadvantage. Even if he chooses it himself, he will choose a higher grade one for his own way."

Li Xuanfeng didn't know that Li Xijun and Li Ximing thought about exchanging exercises when they were young, but Li Xijun remembered clearly, his face quickly regained his composure, and he said in his heart:

"This is one or two...I'm sorry for Brother Ming."

Li Xuanfeng only talked for a moment, without any delay, got up and took out his bow, and said to several people:
"I'll go there first and then come back home to take a look in a few years."

Li Xijun and Li Xuanxuan sent him out together. Li Xuanxuan was in a good mood, and he didn't realize that the calm appearance of his nephew and younger brother was full of turmoil and grief.

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Doufu Mountain, Song family.

The Song family's territory is in the south of the Fungi Forest and in the north of Helin County. The territory is neither big nor small, and it can be regarded as a long-standing family.

The Song family's current territory is not commensurate with its own strength, especially after the death of the last foundation builder, a mere Qi Lian family should not occupy such territory.

It's just that the Song family once had a female cultivator who would rather commit herself as a concubine to marry a disciple of the Immortal Sect who came down from Qingchi Mountain at that time. Get developed all at once.

I never thought that this disciple named Chi Wei would break through the Purple Mansion later, and this blessing would last forever. Even though Nu Song is only a concubine, she can still keep the family prosperous for a hundred years.

"It's a pity that the future generations are not up to date and have fallen to such a point!"

Yuan Hu stood alone in the courtyard where the gongs and drums were blaring, his appearance was much younger than Yuan Huyuan's, with sunken eye sockets and a higher nose, which made him look a bit sinister.

In the courtyard below, people greeted and laughed, but no one dared to speak to him, only the Patriarch of the Song family stood behind him with a flattering face, saying some innocuous words.

Yuan Fuyao was dressed in a red robe, standing in the courtyard with a smile on his face, his childhood sweetheart was wearing a hijab in the backyard, he was proud of his spring breeze, he had all the treasures and beauties in his pocket, his face was slightly red, showing his color.

Yuan Hudu squinted his eyes quietly, observing back and forth in the courtyard, and soon saw an old man in black and gold armor standing on the far side, standing with folded hands, watching the scene in front of him coldly.

Yuan Hudu didn't use spiritual knowledge to test, but felt that this person was unusual with his intuition, so he quickly asked someone to come up, and said softly:
"Go and find out if there is anyone in the Li family with white hair and gold clothes."

Yuan Hudu vaguely guessed who he was, at least nine times out of ten it was the Li family who came, but he was not afraid at all, and even had some expectations.

"I'm really tolerant. I've been wandering around outside every day during this period, and finally I'm waiting for you!"

With this tone, Yuan Hu thought to himself that he would not be able to bear it if he changed himself. He knew that the Li family would come sooner or later, but he just waited for the Li family to come.

"Can't you just kill me by retiring the engagement? It's nothing more than scolding. It's better to fight, or even hurt me."

The more the two families quarreled, the more obvious the intention of going to Chi's house, anyway, Yuan Hudu was so happy that he couldn't lose his life.

"It's just that no matter who it is...even Li Qinghong...don't be this fierce god..."

When his subordinates came up and whispered a few words, Yuan Hudu's complexion suddenly turned ugly, and he murmured:

"It really is him! [Jin Geng Gangxian] Li Xuanfeng!"

Yuan Hu was not trained as a master by himself, and he was not as talented as Yuan Chengdun. It took more than half of his life just to cultivate the foundation, so how could he not be afraid?
He is not very talented and is not good at fighting. He relied on elixirs when he broke through. He can only be ranked in the middle level among cultivators. How can he be Li Xuanfeng's opponent!Even if Li Qinghong came, he would probably be killed within a hundred rounds.

Yuan Hudu exhaled deeply, and when he took a closer look, he found that those calm and prestige eyes were already looking at him.

"Damn!"

Yuan Hudu showed a forced and stiff smile, and the hand hidden in the sleeve suddenly grabbed the sleeve. He had heard that this murderous man had no fear, and he couldn't help being surprised.

Finally, he saw the man coming forward step by step, getting closer among the crowded and laughing crowd. The crowd unconsciously parted a path, allowing him to step forward calmly.

Yuan Hudu seemed to only hear the cold sound of the black-golden boots stepping on the ground. He forcibly resisted the urge to run away and stood there pretending to be calm.

Li Xuanfeng kept walking in front of him, until Yuan Hudu could even see the lines of the black gold spirit armor on his body clearly, then saw him turn his head slightly, and said quietly:
"Yuan Hudu?"

This cold voice was very clear amidst the noise, making him break out in a cold sweat.

(End of this chapter)