Yuting Mountain is the most steep and steep of the Li family mountains, towering into the clouds, the courtyard on the top of the mountain is not large, but there is a jade well as a pond as big as a pond, the patterns on it are intricate, quite ancient, in which the well water is clear and the Dharma is shining.
Li Qinghong exhaled a breath of white air, opened her purple hazy apricot eyes, pushed her palms, and gushed out thunderous mana, and her red lips opened lightly:
"Is "Purple Thunder Secret Yuan Gong" really a secret method changed by later generations......"
She has practiced this method for six years, and has read many other qigong methods, but the simplicity and domineering in the Purple Thunder Secret Yuan Gong are unique, and the various formulas and techniques in it are unheard of, which often makes Li Qinghong feel wonderful.
Looking forward to the mysterious power of cultivating 'Xuan Lei Bo' in the future, he waved his hand to disperse the spell in his hand, Li Qinghong's eyes swept through the courtyard, and said softly:
"Li Xiyue!"
There was a sound of hurried footsteps from behind the house, and a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy ran out, with smooth eyebrows and sweating profusely, stopped in front of Li Qinghong and said with a smile:
"Auntie!"
Li Xiyu in front of him is the son of Li Yuanyun, the eldest brother of the Xiyue generation, his father Li Yuanyun has no spiritual aperture and has never practiced, so he gave birth to a son at the earliest, the eldest son Li Xiyu is already thirteen years old, with spiritual aperture, but his talent is in the same vein as his father, and he can only be regarded as above average.
Li Yuanyun went to Fangshi, Li Xiyu had to be taken care of again, Li Qinghong was Li Yuanyun's sister, the most suitable, Li Xiyu was naturally sent to Yuting Mountain to practice on the mountain.
"Practice guns."
Li Qinghong casually grabbed a wooden spear, put it in Li Xiyu's hand, let the child hold the spear, and stood alone in place, Li Qinghong's eyes blinked, and asked:
"Are you practicing the "Shanglang Wheel Cultivation Method"?"
"Go back to your aunt! Exactly."
Li Qinghong nodded and said nothing, "Shanglang Wheel Cultivation Method" is the third-grade method that Li Tongya exchanged for the direct line to practice in the family, and as a person who received the talisman seed in her family, she practiced the "Taiyin Breathing and Nurturing the Wheel Sutra", so naturally it cannot be said.
"Xiyu, Xizhi, Ximing...... I don't know who can get the fairy scroll..."
"Brother Jiao wants to send Xi Zhi into the sect... I'm afraid I can't accept it, that is to look at Xi Ming and Xi Yu!"
Li Qinghong thought about it, Li Xiyu was already sweating profusely, his hand holding the gun trembled, and he gritted his teeth and said nothing.
She straightened Li Xiyu's arm and was about to open her mouth to give instructions, but she heard a voice rolling like thunder, coming from outside the formation:
"San Xiuning and Yuan came to meet him, and asked the Li family mountain master to show up!"
Li Xiyu was immediately startled by this sound, threw away the wooden gun in his hand, made a crisp sound on the ground, wiped his sweat, and looked at Li Qinghong timidly.
Li Qinghong raised her eyebrows and looked over, and saw that the young man outside the formation was dressed in green clothes, the storage bag on his waist and the magic sword were flowing, and his body was covered with spiritual gauze, and even the embellished jade was of the highest quality, extremely luxurious.
"Loose cultivation? Coax your aunt!"
Li Qinghong sneered and flew out of the battlefield, but Ning Heyuan was still noisy, muttering in his mouth:
"I have long heard of the name of the Li family in Li Jing, who is the best at using swordsmanship, and has come from thousands of miles away, just to pick down his noble peers with a sword to prove his swordsmanship......"
Before Ning Heyuan finished speaking, a woman in a white dress had already flown out of the large formation in front of him, full of heroic spirit, with a lightning-like purple meaning in her eyes, her red lips pursed lightly, staring straight at him.
"Female cultivator?!"
Ning He had never seen the sword-wielding boy in his imagination, he paused slightly, and suddenly burst into laughter, but Li Qinghong sneered, pulled out his spear, and smashed it down with a crackling head, and a surging purple thunder appeared together with a wave of his hand, with a huge momentum.
"Wait... Ancient law... Girl!"
Before Ning Heyuan could speak, he hurriedly drew his sword to block it, Li Qinghong's spear had already been smashed down, and in an instant, thunder roared and roared, blowing Ning Heyuan to pieces.
Ning Heyuan was not a straw bag either, after the first fight, he was caught off guard and withdrew for a while, and rain clouds like clear water also appeared on his body, floating and floating beside him, and the sword energy on the long sword was quite clever, blocking Li Qinghong's offensive to death.
"Good technique... surnamed Ning..."
Li Qinghong saw that he was full of magic light, four layers of qi cultivation, and the exercises were the Great Sect Orthodox Method, and the grade was quite high, and he already had a guess, so he thought to himself:
"Aoike Sect ......"
At the moment, it was clear that Li Qinghong had just lost his father, and his heart was already depressed and indescribable, but his current shot became more and more ruthless, the true essence flowed in the Qi Sea cave, and the 'Long Sky Dangerous Sparrow' brightened up, and the speed and attack were superior.
Ning Heyuan then resisted Li Qinghong's offensive, never thinking that this white-clothed female cultivator was getting stronger and stronger, and the thunder exploded the sky brightly and darkly, he fought with the thunder monk for the first time, his palms were secretly numb, and he smiled bitterly:
"It's not that the Li family is a family of sword immortals, how did they come to the thunder method... This technique is also very weird, there are visions between actions, where is it like practicing qi... Those who don't understand the reason think it's a foundation building!"
The two fought for a while, Li Qinghong became more and more courageous as he fought, his eyes were rich in purple, and he fought Ning Heyuan back and forth, Ning Heyuan had to block her spear, and the long sword in his hand suddenly glowed, transforming into two rainbows of light, and went towards Li Qinghong's face.
Li Qinghong's spear moved, picked out several purple spear flowers, and fluttered into the rainbow light in the air, while he was empty, drawing a thunder talisman in the void, zigzag outline, dark purple thunder primeval essence injected, shouting:
"Tie!"
This technique is a technique recorded in the "Purple Thunder Secret Yuan Gong", written by the predecessors, the grade has not been recorded, Li Qinghong has also been practicing for many years, this time it was used, the talisman suddenly rose like the sun, and fell far away towards Ning He.
"Okay!"
Ning He saw Li Qinghong using the technique, and his free hand also pinched the technique, and a clear and bright mana gushed out, colliding with the talisman.
"Boom!"
I only heard a thunderous explosion in the clear sky, purple lightning and flames gushed out, smoke billowed, mana flowed in all directions, and it threw towards Ning Heyuan, Ning Heyuan cursed secretly, pinched again, and gathered a bright light.
The dazzling thunder and sharp gunlight were pushed away by several feet, and the fire and smoke calmed down together, silent.
Li Qinghong took more than ten steps back, the spear in his hand creaked, and the light was dim.
"Good technique!"
Li Qinghong looked at the magic light in Ning Heyuan's hand fiercely, and guessed at a glance that this was the inheritance of several main peaks of the Qingchi Sect, most of which were fourth- and fifth-rank spells.
The techniques passed down from the three sects and seven gates are called real techniques, and they have never circulated outside the sect, compared to them, the techniques circulated between scattered cultivators and families in the world are simply child's play, and most of them are things that are not in the flow of one or two products.
Fa Guang was still unfazed and was pinched by Ning Heyuan in his hand, but he cursed lowly, waved his hand to disperse the Fa Guang, and said a little dejectedly:
"The girl is good at thunder and marksmanship... forced me to use my own dry light... I was the one who raised it."
Li Qinghong had no good impression of the Ning Chi surnames of the Qingchi Sect, she only silently wrote down the name of Ji Yuan Qianguang, nodded coldly, and replied:
"Your Excellency, please go back, and I will not send you far."
Ning Heyuan suddenly choked, opened his mouth, full of emotion to be blocked in his stomach, seeing that Li Qinghong was about to fall back to the mountain, he had to say:
"Can the fairy leave a name?"
Li Qinghong paused, and finally spoke:
"Li Jing Li family, Li Qinghong."