Li Qinghong fell back into the mountain by herself, leaving Ning Heyuan to stand awkwardly in place for a while, not knowing what to do, and having no face to compete in other mountains.
This woman was also dressed in green clothes, with good eyebrows and eyes, she looked in her early twenties, her cultivation was in the middle of the foundation building, her face was like frost, she frowned and stared at Ning Heyuan, and said in a cold voice:
"Have you made enough trouble?"
Ning Heyuan's face suddenly turned pale, he took a step back, and said in a straightforward manner:
"Auntie......
Ning Wan glanced at him, the momentum on her body fluctuated, obviously she had just done something with others, calmed down, and replied:
"I won't go to the Fei family to investigate the situation and ask you to wait by the lake, you are fine...... I hit the mountain gate of the Li family!"
"Auntie!"
Ning Heyuan smiled flatteringly and explained:
"Didn't I hear the name of the sword immortal! Let's take a look at what is so peculiar about his swordsmanship, not to mention that I call myself a scattered practitioner, so it's harmless!"
"Scattered cultivation?!"
When Ning Wan heard the word Sword Immortal, a trace of guilt flashed in her eyes, and she was laughed at by Ning Heyuan angrily, and the good-looking Liu Meishu spread out and said angrily:
"Fool! Whose scattered cultivators are full of magic weapons? It just so happens that the surname Ning and the character generation can also spell [Ji Yuan Qianguang]? You have had enough fun with that group of lackeys in the sect, do you really think that the people outside are also fools?"
Ning Heyuan waved his hand indifferently and replied:
"Who cares? My Sect said yes, that one dares to squeak?"
"You really look like that late smoke!"
Ning Wan suddenly froze, scolded angrily, while Ning Heyuan lowered his head and said nothing.
"Harm!"
Ning Wan was still practicing at Yuehu Peak back then, and had dealt with Li Chijing several times, and she had a good impression of this child in her heart, but she never thought that she would come to this point later, she only sighed gently, a little melancholy:
"Li family... Li Chijing seems to have an older brother named Li Tongya, who is also good at swordsmanship... I, Qingchi Sect, am sorry for them, Chi Wei said a few words, where can I persuade a little woman..."
"It stands to reason that Li Chijing should also know that Li Chijing has fallen, Chi Zhiyun acted meticulously, and the Li family should only know that he has fallen and does not know the truth."
"Qingho Sword Immortal."
Ning Heyuan paused, perhaps because of Li Chijing's outstanding swordsmanship, sighed with some regret, and replied:
"After decades, Li Chijing's people of the same generation have died, make up a cause of death and send something to make it meaningful, take a child into the sect, and it can be regarded as ending the matter, and you can still delay the living because of a dead person."
He chuckled, the luxurious clothes on his body flowed with Faguang, and he smiled:
"Haven't it been cured like this for hundreds of years, how could an unknown ancestor a few generations ago have shining magic weapons and spiritual objects that are tempting?"
"You."
Ning Wan shook her head, her expression was full of worry, and she said softly:
"You, Chi Zhiyan and Chi Zhiyun brothers, as well as the elders of the Ning Chi family, are all too contemptuous... My Qingchi Sect has ruled for five hundred years, and there has never been a decent trouble that makes you arrogant and complacent."
Ning Heyuan laughed and replied:
"My Qingchi Sect has five purple mansion inheritances, thirty-six peaks, and the methods of domination, coercion, differentiation, and inducement accumulated over the past five hundred years, including the talents of the world, monopolizing the practice of a hundred methods, not only to coerce these five hundred years, but also to coerce for another thousand years!"
Ning Wan only sneered and said:
"Yuehua Yuanfu has suppressed Jiangnan for 1,200 years, where is it now?"
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Li Yuanping was sorting out the affairs of the family on one hand, and on the other hand, he had to handle the marriage of Li Qingxiao and the Xiao family Yushan.
His thin figure supported the white robe and looked a little cumbersome, his already pale face was a little paler because of his thoughts, and his gray-black eyes stared silently at the letter on the eucalyptus.
Dou Yi, who was the next leader, looked at him a few times, and his heart was entangled for a while, then he took a step forward and said:
"Young master...... Madam has already come to urge three times, let's take a break......"
Li Yuanping shook his head casually, turned his pen, and responded:
"I am a monk of fetal breath, and it doesn't matter if I don't sleep for three or two days, so I have troubled my mother."
Seeing that the persuasion was fruitless, Dou Yi gritted his teeth secretly and bowed:
"Madam means... She can share some of the affairs at home, I just hope that the young master will take care of his health and practice his qi as soon as possible......"
Li Yuanping frowned and replied:
"I already know my own roots, what else is there to practice qi or not, don't mention it again!"
Li Yuanping also knew that Mrs. Dou had good intentions, and he had no other plans, but he couldn't make this bad start, so he put down his pen and spoke:
"The Fei family has been closed for two months... No news yet?!"
"Never."
Dou Yi responded, looked at Li Yuanping's face, and replied:
"The five immortal mountains of the Fei family are all closed, and the [Cloud Gathering Southern Formation] is worshipped every day on Hanyun Peak, and the white light flows without interruption."
"The people on the Fei family's secular land are even more chaotic, barely maintaining their rule, and three waves of people have come to ask if there is news about my family......"
Li Yuanping nodded, the Fei family's mountain protection formation has a long history, it is a formation hundreds of years ago, several times to rescue the Fei family from danger, it is one of the best formations on the lake, and the consumption is also a lot, and it is not a small number to launch it with all its strength for a month.
"The ancestor also closed the door..."
Li Yuanping muttered a few sentences, remembering that Ning Heyuan appeared abruptly on the lake half a month ago, and thought to himself:
"This Ning Heyuan is undoubtedly a member of the Qingchi Sect... If you know such a high-quality technique, it should also be the direct descendant of the Ning family, could it be that the Fei family's closure of the mountain also has the monks of the Qingchi Sect who are obstructing it?"
Looking at the four words [Ji Yuan Qianguang] in the pen, Li Yuanping was silent, and then he saw a person coming up from the bottom of the head, clenching his fists and saying:
"Young master! A group of scattered cultivators started fighting on my family's territory!"
"Scattered cultivation?!"
Li Yuanping threw away his pen, knowing that ordinary fetal breath monks would never report to him, and quickly asked:
"What cultivation?! How many people?"
"Both the Fetal Breath Monk and the Miscellaneous Monk have... I don't know the specific cultivation level, there are about six or seven people, fighting and dying between the mountains and forests, alarming An Sheng, and they have already gone to investigate the situation!"
Li Yuanping walked down from above, paced a few steps in the courtyard, and said softly:
"A few miscellaneous qi loose cultivation, An Yuyan practiced qi seven layers, and there should be no problem."
As soon as the words fell, he heard the sound of ping pong outside the courtyard, and a bald man walked in, wearing gray fur, majestic and powerful, holding a thin old man in his hand, looking angry and almost dying.
"Young master."
An Yiyan nodded and said, threw the old man in his hand to the ground, and threw it under the steps with a thud, causing the scattered cultivator to moan continuously, and An Yuyan clenched his fists and said:
"That's it!"