It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 286 I’m back
Li Qinglin's heart moved and he asked some more details about the matter.

Although the white-haired monk was a little murmuring in his heart, after all, this matter was causing quite a stir in the Huainan Mansion's immortal world, and even Taoist boys of several years old had heard about it.

However, these people also regard Li Qinglin as an old monster who has been in seclusion for many years, and they dare not hide it. At this moment, they can tell everything they know.

"The master of Tingyu Sword Manor, Qu Xi, one man and one sword, Taiyi ruthless, went straight to Huanglong and killed the master of Partridge Cave."

"The Three Mountains of Qingshitan claim that Partridge Cave sent spies undercover in Qingshitan to assassinate the monks of the Three Mountains, destroy the harmony of the Three Mountains, and then kill the chickens to scare the monkeys. This is not an act of evil!"

"The deputy palace master of the Blood God Palace, Tu Buqing, showed up to refine the Styx suture bag technique. He can take the monk's corpse and refine it into the demon corpse to cause boundless evil!"

"The Three Mountains of Qingshitan Mountains strongly condemned this and repeatedly warned Tu Buqing not to violate the boundaries. The Partridge Cave has been the sacred place of the Three Mountains of Qingshitan Mountains since then. Anyone who dares to interfere will definitely be wrathed by the thunder!"

……

After learning about the major events that had happened in Huainan Mansion in recent years, Li Qinglin felt a flash of thought in his heart.

The three mountains of Qingshitan are uncharacteristically high-profile, which must be related to Yimo Valley.

Go to Feng County.

Su Yunqing was silent for a moment and slowly picked up the Xuantian Gourd Vine.

When Li Qinglin thought of this, his eyes suddenly smiled, and he threw the Xuantian Gourd Vine on the ground, then rose into the sky, turned into a blue light, and left quickly.

Back then, Shangfeng County was caught in a bloody disaster that shrouded everyone's head!
A cultivator of unknown origins, claiming to be a Taoist from Liquan, used all the warriors in the city as blood sacrifices to practice seeking disaster, causing a bloody storm.

There are many casinos, art houses and restaurants in the city, and there are many vendors.

On the side are prepared mourning flags, paper towels and other condolence objects.

It seems that a man of such high moral character and respect that the whole city paid tribute to him is about to pass away.

Today, that young hero has long since disappeared without a trace.

Feeling the compelling spirituality in the Xuantian Gourd Vine, for some reason, Su Yunqing did not feel the slightest joy after successfully seizing the treasure.

But today, whether it is a coincidence or not, there is a burning brazier at the door of many houses and shops in the shanty towns, the outer city, and the inner city.

Snow was falling heavily, and the eaves and tiles were covered with ice crystals.

And his mother, the cloth seller, was on her deathbed.

However, the Three Mountains of Qingshitan have obviously blocked the truth, and they always use the skin of a righteous tiger to disguise their true purpose.

Su Yunqing's eyebrows were solemn, and his expression suddenly became extremely determined.

……

"Haha, in the Yimo Valley, the Broken Mountain Gate where Taoist Jia Ling is trapped is full of demons, and they can't be killed like maggots on the tarsus. If there is a way to cure it in the three mountains of Qingshitan, there is no need to act in such a high-profile manner to attract everyone. look?
There is progress, but not much..."

The younger generation may not know it, but the older people in the city do.

The mysterious senior just now saw this Xuantian Gourd Vine, and there was a trace of... disgust in his eyes that was difficult to conceal?
Su Yunqing had the illusion that he had worked hard to win the treasure, but in the end he picked up a piece of trash.

"Foundation building!"

In the brazier, charcoal fire burned.

Afterwards, the son of a cloth seller from a shanty town appeared and killed the immortal cultivators, turning the tide and ending the turmoil.

The miracle doctor of the inner city palace took his pulse personally and shook his head helplessly, saying that he was at the end of his destiny and there was nothing he could do to save him.

The old people who knew about the killing of the immortal spontaneously prepared to pay their respects.

Perhaps, in a few years, these last batch of old people will pass away.

No one remembers what happened back then.

And at this moment,
Outer city, Li Mansion.

The once spacious and bright second-entry courtyard has become a bit cramped and cramped.

In the open-air patio, it seems that there is no space for a few strong men to stand randomly. Although there are traces of repairs and repairs many times, the mottled traces of time can still be seen from the corners and under the eaves.

"Cough cough cough..."

A weak cough came from the bedroom.

Li Qingjing, who had been sleeping lightly, immediately opened his eyes, stood up from the floor, walked to the bed, and held a cold hand tightly.

"Mother?"

Li Qingjing, who is fifty years old, has many wrinkles on his face, but perhaps because he has been in a high position for a long time, he still looks energetic and high-spirited, and his actions give people a sense of majesty without anger.

Twenty years ago, Li Qingjing had already reached the second rank and was the internal history officer of Zhisu.

But twenty years later, he still stopped at governing Su Neishi. He only served as Guanglu Qing, with a salary of two thousand dan, a silver seal and a green ribbon, and became a member of the think tank of the current emperor.

Just because, those who go one step further and rank among the three nobles and nine ministers are no more ordinary people.

But a real immortal from the Immortal Sect!
The current emperor does not practice immortality, cannot practice it, and is not allowed to practice it!
So naturally there are times of collapse.

But only the Sangong and Jiuqing, those few people who stand at the final point of Jiang's official career, have remained unchanged for thousands of years.

He was firmly controlled by the Immortal Dynasty of Changsheng in secret.

After learning this, Li Qingjing changed his original intention to reform the new law, and instead trained his descendants, established family traditions and ancestral traditions, personally compiled elementary education, and sorted out the relationship between the Li family.

He even retired to Feng County, where he often stayed with Li Xian.

wait……

At dawn!

"Brother Lin, Brother Lin..."

The sky was a little dark, and heavy snow was falling outside the window.

Li Xianshi reluctantly opened his cloudy eyes, his dry lips opened and closed, but he repeatedly said the three words 'Brother Lin'.

Li Qingjing's eyes turned red when he heard this, but there was a hint of anger in his heart.

Twenty years, a whole twenty years!
Li Qinglin has not returned to his hometown, there is no news from him, and he has almost disappeared from the world!
Li Qingjing, who has been involved in officialdom for decades, naturally guessed that his brother might have a huge secret.

Pretending to be cruel and no longer in contact is to protect your family.

But reason and emotion are often diametrically opposed.

Especially when he saw the lonely and concerned look in Li Xianshi's old lady's eyes every time she looked at the door, Li Qingjing could not hide her resentment and anger towards Li Qinglin.

And now, maybe I won’t even be able to see Li Qinglin before he dies!
"Mom, don't worry, I have asked someone to find my brother's whereabouts." Li Qingjing said softly.

Li Xianshi seemed to have no strength to even open her eyes, but she didn't know what was supporting her almost exhausted body, but still retained the last breath.

"Okay, okay, I'm waiting for Brother Lin, I'm waiting for...Brother Lin..."

"The alley... is too dark. Remember, remember to leave a light on, wait, wait..."

Li Xianshi was almost talking in sleep.

call……

A breeze blows from nowhere. It is not cold, but full of the warmth of spring, with a faint fragrance of grass and trees.

When Li Xian heard this, he felt much more energetic and opened his eyes.

Then I saw a figure standing silently in the corner of the bedroom, walking slowly, his face illuminated by the flickering candlelight.

"mother."

Li Qinglin knelt in front of Li Xianshi's bed and said softly,
"I am back."

(End of this chapter)