The main courtyard of the clan is located at the foot of Lijing Mountain, close to the foot of the mountain, and used to be the compound of the Li family at the foot of the mountain, guarded by two courtyards on the left and right, and the entire courtyard sits north and south, in a rectangular shape.
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The front yard is made of stone bricks, it is an open-air venue, each stone brick was tamped by the four brothers of the Li family back then, Li Changhu and Li Tongya bricked, Li Xiangping and Li Chijing and seams, if you observe carefully in the cracks of the wall, you may still be able to see the immature fingerprints of Jianxian at that time.
Li Xiewen is now in his thirties, and he has become a serious and upright middle-aged man, wearing ordinary clothes, standing in the front yard, Li Xuanxuan practiced in seclusion, and Li Yuan practiced at home, Li Xiewen consciously handed over the work in the town to his eldest son Li Pingyi and came to the clan courtyard to do things.
Just like the night when Li Yesheng handed over Li Jingzhen to his hands, Li Xiewen took Li Pingyi's hand, and the two held candles all night and talked for a long time, from his grandfather Li Yesheng releasing ducks on the Meichi River to Li Xiewen's lineage now to how prominent Li Xiewen's lineage is, Li Xiewen held Li Pingyi's hand and said solemnly:
"My lineage has been in charge of Lijing Town for generations, your grandfather and Xiang Pinggong died together in the land of Shanyue, while my father and the master balanced the families in Lijing Town, restraining the disciples for eighteen years, you must know that the rise and fall of my lineage is all related to the young family head alone, and act cautiously!"
Li Pingyi is a shrewd person, these things have always been seen in the eyes of children, since he was a child, he knows how to follow Li Yuanxiu, naturally understands his father's hard work, and now he has assisted Li Yuan's cultivator for more than a year, and he has never slackened.
Li Xiewen stood in the courtyard, and the clan soldiers who came and went all bowed their heads in response when they saw him, he replied one by one, and after waiting for a stick of incense, he saw his eldest son Li Pingyi walk out of the courtyard and bow his hands and said:
"Question, Lord Zhuzheng has already gone down the mountain, please come with me."
The two of them have their own positions in the clan's main courtyard, and the eyes of all the clans are fixed on the father and son, so naturally they do not dare to be called father and son in the courtyard.
"Thank you, sir."
Li Xiewen followed Li Pingyi into the middle hall, and saw many clan soldiers standing quietly in the hall, His Highness was still kneeling on the ground, both of them took off their shirts and whipped them with thorns, blood splattered all over the ground, the two gritted their teeth and did not dare to say a word, and there were gray-white wooden markers inserted in their heads and necks.
Bypassing the gloomy nave, the light in the back hall was much brighter, with windows open on both sides, letting out a few rays of sunlight, and shining lights, which seemed to be lit with mana, without any gray and black smoke.
Sitting above was a young man, looking sixteen or seventeen years old, with black hair standing upright, wearing a jade crown of jade, his sword eyebrows were gentle, the lines on his face were smooth, and his gray-black eyes looked over and said with a smile:
"Hearing that Uncle Xie Wen was looking for me, Yuanxiu hurriedly went down the mountain, asking Uncle Xie Wen to wait a little longer, and please forgive me."
"I don't dare! I don't dare!"
Li Xiewen saw his sincere face and felt comfortable listening to him, but he didn't dare to make a big deal out of it, and said in a deep voice:
"My subordinates have been assigned this duty of inquiry and were ordered to supervise the Xiaozong and the branch monks, and recently got the news and hurriedly came to report it."
"Uncle, please speak."
Li Yuanxiu nodded slightly, Li Xiewen clasped his hands, and continued:
"The son of the Chen family worshipped Li Qiuyang and married his sixth daughter to a doll, and the Chen family has already devoted himself to the Qiuyang lineage, so it ......"
"My uncle has already told me about this."
Li Yuanxiu waved his hand, obviously already knowing about this, and said with a smile:
"My uncle and Uncle Qiuyang are both the pillars of my family, so this matter is fine."
Li Xiewen could see that Li Yuanxiu did not want to delve into this matter, so he deliberately interrupted himself, and some words would offend people, so he gave up immediately and continued:
"Now there are more than 6,500 people in the Ye side branch of my Li family, and 1,200 people in the small sect, with a total of eight monks, and the disciples who participated in the struggle of the three major monks with foreign surnames have been identified one by one, and there are more than 600 mortals...... There are three monks."
"Hmm."
Li Yuanxiu frowned slightly, thought for a few breaths, and said softly:
"Most of these mortals have become in-laws with monks with foreign surnames, so it is inevitable that they will be involved......"
"As for the monks of the family, Xiaozong is not alone, it has its own relatives and family, and it is not easy to deal with the entanglement of interests."
Looking at Li Xiewen at the next head, Li Yuanxiu said softly:
"The clan uncle saw the disciples with good talent, transferred them to Huaqian Mountain to practice with his uncle, and stay away from these right and wrong, the rest of the people are just some people who are trapped in the womb for the rest of their lives.
"Yes."
Li Xiewen responded in a deep voice, and explained some messy details, and then bowed and stepped back, and Li Pingyi on the side looked at Li Yuanxiu and said in a low voice:
"Zu Zheng, do our people continue to fuel the ......?"
"No need, withdraw it."
Li Yuanxiu took the wooden slip on the eucalyptus surface, took the tea bowl and drank it, and replied:
"After a long time, there was a real fire, but it was not beautiful, but now the intensity is just right, making them grit their teeth but have no choice."
"The number of monks in the family is increasing day by day, and the monks are not really not eating the fireworks of the world, the spiritual rice and spirit stones can make them fight for their heads, and the struggle in it is a matter of time.
Li Pingyi nodded in response, Li Yuan practiced the pen and drew on the cloth in front of him, raised his slender eyebrows, and said in a low voice:
"But now most of the elders in the family are in retreat, things should be done steadily, don't alarm the elders, you should send a few people to keep an eye on it, if something really happens, warn in advance, and it will not look good if someone dies."
"My subordinates understand."
Li Pingyi clasped his hands and recalled the reports of the past few days, when suddenly something came to mind, Li Pingyi whispered:
"Clan leader, the man from the Tian clan broke through the five-layer jade capital wheel of fetal breath, so spiritual consciousness was born, and all the movements around him were clear, and the children in the clan were almost seen through by him many times, so his subordinates had to ask them to withdraw first, so as not to reveal the filling."
"The fifth-layer monk of fetal breath has transcended the mundane and is inconvenient to manage, I have also considered this."
Li Yuanxiu put down the brush in his hand, obviously he had concerns for a long time, and said in a low voice:
"When a monk reaches the fifth layer or peak of fetal breath, he is no longer human under the blessing of his cultivation, and he is not something that the clan courtyard can control."
"I am considering writing a letter to the Eyebrow Ruler, asking the monk with more than five layers of fetal breath to be stripped away from the crowd, and it would be too wasteful to let him go to farm with spiritual consciousness.
Li Yuanxiu paused, thought about his thoughts repeatedly for a while, and continued:
"It's just that there are still too few of these monks in the family who have given birth to spiritual consciousness, and it is difficult to separate them into an organization, and when the monks with foreign surnames in the family slowly grow up, this matter will have to be put on the table sooner or later."
"The young head of the family is right."