"Father Zhong!"
Li Xuanxuan knelt down in the cave with a thud, and Li Tongya sat quietly, looking at Li Xuanxuan's face full of tears, and saw his nephew gritted his teeth and said:
"This matter... Forget it!"
"Forget it?"
Li Tongya lowered his eyebrows and said in a deep voice:
"Now it's not whether my Li family wants to forget it, but whether the Yu family wants to give up! The two families have become enemies, and it is not something that can be ended if any family wants to..."
Li Xuanxuan raised his head, wiped his tears, and gritted his teeth and said:
"It was he who harmed my Li family, and he even hooked up with his brother, but he still hates me and waits! Don't give up! Where is the reason... When my disciple is killed, I am afraid that the Yu family will not give up, where else..."
Li Xuanxuan moved his lips and swallowed the word "axiom" at the corner of his mouth, he was also a forty-year-old man, no longer had any naïve and naïve thoughts, but he still felt deep powerlessness and grief and anger, and lowered his head to cover his face and cry.
"This is the way the world is... The way of heaven is ruthless, and all living beings are like ants."
Li Tongya's gray hair hung down, the old man sighed mournfully, Li Xuanxuan covered his face and choked up:
"Xiu'er is the most sensible child, and all the elders like him as the head of the family, but now he is folded here..."
"Xiu'er is gone, looking at the disciples, Yuan Jiao is fierce, Yuan Yun is gentle and weak, Qinghong is too free, who will the family be handed over to in the future?"
Li Xuanxuan muttered a few words, Li Tongya shook his head and said in a low voice:
"Family affairs are not urgent, you take over first, but don't go down the mountain, let Xie Wen sort out the affairs under the mountain and send them up the mountain, practice qi for two hundred years, you are just at the beginning, if a few Yuan characters are not suitable, wait twenty years before looking at the juniors."
"Now the Yu family is eyeing us, don't let the juniors go down the mountain again, especially be optimistic about Yuanjiao, Qinghong I will send you to the Fei family... Wait a few more years."
Li Xuanxuan's lips trembled, he closed his eyes and squeezed out two tears, and spat out a word:
"Yes."
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The warm summer breeze crossed the lake from the north and crashed into Dali Mountain, and the damp and cold water vapor finally dissipated.
The wind on the south bank of the lake brought up gray-black scraps of paper all over the sky, and as far as the eye could see, there were stripes and cries drifting around, from Lijing Mountain to Huazhongshan, and then from Huazhongshan to Milin County, there were people with white cloths.
Li Yuanxiu was torn to pieces by thunder and fire, and there was only one piece of debris and flesh and blood in the collapsed backyard, Li Xuanxuan and Li Xuanfeng moved away the collapsed ruins, shoveled out the blood-soaked sand, mixed with broken bones and poured them into the coffin, and carved a portrait with wood, which was similar to Li Yuanxiu's appearance, placed on the sand, and buried in a coffin.
"Xiu'er!"
The coffin was wrapped in white gauze and transported from the town to the mountain, there was silence on the way, only whining cries, those uncles and brothers only mourned, but the clan elders cried out loud, their wrinkled faces drooped, leaning down, and causing the uncles to fall down in fear.
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Li Yuanjiao raised his head and looked at everyone's eyes as if projected, seeing the ugly faces of his several concubines in the crowd, both sadness and anger.
As soon as Li Yuanxiu died, Li Yuanjiao's succession was carried out secretly, and in the eyes of several people, it was a concubine again, Li Xuanxuan became a qi practitioner, and he was not allowed to be attached to the position of power, and the position of the head of the family was likely to be lost from the hands of the Changhu lineage and fell into the hands of Li Yuanyun, how could he not worry these shrewd brothers?
Although the Li family treats everyone equally, and the elders emphasize treating each other as brothers, except for the spiritual tricks who grew up together in the mountains since childhood, they really treat each other as brothers, and there is a difference between the clansmen under the mountain after all.
Li Yuanjiao understood the thoughts of his brothers just after thinking about it, but he had no time to pay attention and was immersed in grief and anger.
"The Yu family... And Yu Mugao."
Li Yuanjiao gritted his teeth and recited it, but then sighed powerlessly at the cultivation of the three layers of fetal breath in his body, and secretly hated:
"The Yu family has the ancestor Yu Yufeng in the late stage of foundation building, and Yu Xiaogui in the early stage of foundation building, Yu Mugao himself is a monk in the middle stage of qi training, this revenge is difficult to avenge......"
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Different from the crying under the white silk on Lijing Mountain, although there is white silk hanging on Huazhong Mountain, there is laughter below.
"Congratulations to the head of the family!"
"Congratulations, congratulations, An Jingming and his son deserved their crimes and were removed by the Yu family, and now Hua Zhongshan is finally our territory!"
The person who led the four layers of cultivation of fetal breath had a look on his face, nodded in satisfaction when he heard the words, and shouted:
"An Yuyan is an ignorant fool who spends the resources of the entire family on his precious son. In addition to these two scourges, my family has the support of the master, and it will prosper in the future!"
If it weren't for the Yu family's means, this life would only be the life of the middle level of the family, but now with the support of the Yu family, he has become the head of the family, and he is triumphantly feasting.
"That's right!"
The person at the bottom was full of flattery, his cultivation was only the second layer of fetal breath, and he looked like a slave, and he said flatteringly:
"If these resources had been given to adults before, they would have become foundation building, and it would be a pity to waste them on An Jingming in vain!"
These words seemed to hit the sad part of An Yuyu at the top all of a sudden, and he raised his head with a fierce expression and shouted:
"So what! Now that the Yu family has given me the food for cultivating immortals, I can practice qi within three years!"
"Yes, yes!"
The next man slapped himself in the face, his eyes rolled, and he said in a low voice:
"Master, the Yu family took An Jingming's head away, saying that they wanted to observe it carefully after nitrate, An Jingming's body is still here, I don't know... How to deal with it?"
An Yuyu's eyes widened, and he was immediately overjoyed, shooting out two greedy and hateful gazes, gritted his teeth and said:
"I have heard that the body of a genius has many miracles, and it is rumored that if you put it in the temple of the five organs, you can get one or two miracles.
An Jingming was generous during his lifetime, kind to his people, mean to the clan, offended a group of people led by An Zhenyu, but he had a good reputation among the people.
The two chatted and laughed for a while, and not long after, an old servant sent a wooden drawer and a brazier soup pot, and the servant saw the old servant's tears in his eyes, and immediately became furious, kicked the man on the waist, and shouted:
"Why do you cry and mourn on a big day? drag it down and beat it to death!"
The words fell, but the guards on both sides remained motionless and wept, and the servant became even more angry and shouted:
"You can't die either!"
Only then did two guards come out and drag the old servant down, the old servant with his beard and hair on his back, and said in pity:
"I have served the An family since I was a child, and I have experienced four generations, the father is not virtuous, the son is unfilial, only Ming'er is wise, but he is killed, and the whole family is a lackey of the Yu family... An Yuyu, you are the only one in the whole clan......
The old servant's cry disappeared into the corridor, but An Yuyu laughed and said with a smile:
"When I was young, I only gambled on two gold bars, and this old thing sued my father, beating me so hard that I couldn't get out of bed for three days.
After An Jiyu said this, he lowered his head proudly, put down the wine glass, and dipped his fingers in the blood flowing from the wooden drawer, only to feel a slight rust smell, no fishy smell, smelled it carefully, and exclaimed:
"I have heard that the bones of people who practice qi do not smell for several days, and they are true!"