Lijing Village was noisy until late at night yesterday, but the villagers all got up when the rooster crowed.

The Liu and Li families put some dry food, and the refugees curled up at the entrance of the village to eat, and the middle-aged man in the lead looked at the more than twenty people around him worriedly, and said to himself:

"Now there is really a lot of suffering, killing the person in charge of other people, let alone staying, I can't even leave."

The refugees were in a commotion, and they looked up at the mountain road, and someone shouted:

"There are people on the road, look at that old man!"

But I saw a gray-haired old farmer walking on the winding road, with blood on his upper arm, dragging a bloody corpse with his left hand, and a broken head with scattered hair hanging from the hoe he was carrying in his right hand.

"It's the assassin!"

The sharp-eyed person recognized the clothes of the headless corpse, and couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, he only escaped at night, and his head was removed in the morning.

Seeing Old Man Xu approaching, the people on both sides hurriedly retreated one after another, giving way to a road.

Old man Xu was pale, his eyes were blankly streaked, and he walked by himself without glancing at the people around him.

When he moved to the Li family courtyard at the end of the village, a tenant had already gone to report the letter, and the Li family opened the courtyard door, and Li Mutian looked tired and led a group of family members to greet him in front of the door.

"Uncle Xu, you are ......"

"The remnants of the Yuan family...... Tell me to kill it, the corpses are all here, ask Liu Linfeng and Tian Shoushui to distinguish it."

Old man Xu hunched over, his hands and feet were cold, he put the body on the ground, sat on the ground and gasped.

Li Tongya hurriedly brought tea from the inner room to the old man Xu, but the old man's hands and feet trembled, and he couldn't even catch the tea, so he just let Li Tongya bring it to his mouth and drink it.

Not long after, Liu Linfeng and Tian Shoushui came together with the eldest son of the Xu family, and Old Man Xu told the story in front of everyone, and after several confirmations, this person was really the remnant of the Yuan family.

"Uncle Xu, the eldest brother has avenged his great revenge, and the Li family is grateful......" Li Tongya was saying something with red eyes, Old Man Xu waved his hand with difficulty, and said with tears in his eyes:

"You don't have to thank me, I have received Hu'er's kindness, so I will kill this person for him, and I will never threaten you to seek the wealth of your Li family. The old man doesn't have a few years to live, if you have the heart to say thank you, wait for the child to be born and bring me to see it."

After saying that, he reluctantly got up, but did not listen to the Li family's reluctance, and helped the Xu family son out.

Li Changhu was generous and righteous during his lifetime, so every household cried. It was not until two months after Li Changhu was buried that he stabilized his state of mind, condensed the Xuan Jing Wheel, and stepped into the door of immortal cultivation.

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Two years later.

The bright sunlight in the early morning shone on a few sparse trees in the courtyard, illuminating the entire courtyard with fine shade, but under the tree sat cross-legged a handsome young man, who was engrossed in swallowing and exhaling.

Not long after, he exhaled a long breath of turbid air, accepted the spell, and looked at the courtyard with a smile.

But a two-year-old boy with a few wildflowers ran to the backyard, laughing very happily, and babbling:

"Uncle...... Embrace ......."

Li Chijing smiled and stretched out her hand to hold it gently, picked up the child high, put her head on the child's little head, and asked eagerly:

"Is Xuan'er obedient today?"

"To... Hug ......" The child ignored him, giggled, and twisted around in Li Chijing's hand.

"Xuan'er! Come out quickly!"

Ren did not dare to enter the backyard and shouted in a low voice at the door of the courtyard.

Putting the child on the ground, watching him jump and throw into his mother's arms with a smile, Li Chijing said softly:

"This Zhou Xinglun is really difficult to repair, a full year and a half, it will finally be done!"

"Jing'er, you are so dissatisfied!"

Li Xiangping behind him stood up and laughed and cursed in a low voice:

"I just completed the Chengming Wheel, and I haven't even touched the corners of the Zhou Xing Wheel, but you complain that the cultivation is too slow and you have wasted your time!"

Li Chijing smiled, did not answer him, and continued to himself:

"Tonight, I can start condensing the circumference wheel, so that you can see what it means to circulate mana and travel endlessly."

"You kid."

Li Xiangping laughed, saw Li Mutian walking into the backyard with his hands behind his back, lowered his head and called:

"Father."

Li Mutian has really changed a lot in the past two years, his hair is gray, his wrinkles are thick, he always has a straight face all day long, and he looks unsmiling, looking more than ten years older.

"Xuanxuan, this kid is really naughty!"

After Li Changhu's death, the old man always thought about food and drink, and was sleepy.

As soon as Li Xuanxuan was born, Li Mutian got up from the bed, summoned everyone in the Li family, and asked Li Xiangping to find three sentences from the "Introduction Method" as the order of the Li family's generation in the future.

Li Xiangping carefully considered it for a few days and selected three sentences from the book to describe the method of fetal breathing, these three sentences are:

"The mysterious scenery is clear, and the moon is bright.

Zhou Xing Cheng Gate, so he told Qing Yuan.

Yujing reflects the image, only the beginning of the spirit."

Li Tongya and Li Xiangping and other sons took their names from this mysterious scene, boys took Xuan, girls took pictures, and so on.

Li Mutian asked Ren again, Ren Ping'er thought about it all night, took a proclamation, and became the name of Li Changhu's posthumous son: Li Xuanxuan.

"But my father is too fond of me."

Li Tongya smiled and shook his head, put the wooden slip in his hand on the shelf, and replied.

"Nonsense!"

Li Mutian pretended to be annoyed, blew his beard and glared, and then said seriously:

"I want Ye Sheng to learn more from me."

"Li Yesheng?"

Li Tongya lowered his head and thought for a few breaths, then spoke:

"It's also a good way, Li Yesheng is alone, very close to my family, I have to practice the magic technique and breathe in the aura, so I don't have time to take care of the worldly chores, this Li Yesheng is also the bloodline of the Li family, it is very suitable."

"I'm afraid that as time goes by, this person will have selfish intentions and do things that enrich his own pockets......" Li Chijing asked with a frown.

"I can live for another ten years, at least I can still keep him down!"

Li Mutian said in a tough tone and continued coldly:

"After ten years, my children and grandchildren will also grow up, and I will have a bad idea when I get him!"

"Governing people must also pay equal attention to grace and power, and when he Li Yesheng gets married and has children, everything will be easy to handle." Li Xiang spoke flatly.

"Exactly."

Li Chijing took out the wooden slips on the shelf, blew the dust on them, and laughed softly:

"Ten years of immortal cultivation is really exciting."