"But it is said that Yu Mu Gao looks so arrogant~ Wearing fluttering black clothes, holding a divine weapon in his hand, he is talking about ———Wutong stationed in the phoenix~ Can Xiao Xiu be willing to surrender?!"
The tavern was very lively, a group of spectators raised their heads, stared and listened, three circles inside and three circles outside, the man in gray in the middle continued to have a goatee, and said seriously:
"That An Jingming is a first-class immortal talent, so he naturally sneered and raised his head, shouting:"
"I am a fairy bone, but I am favored by God, you little centipede, what is it called a sycamore~"
As soon as the man in gray finished speaking, the crowd of spectators immediately applauded and cheered continuously, and he also pinched his beard happily, quite proud.
At the edge of the crowd at the bottom stood a young man who looked like eleven or twelve-year-olds, standing sassily, holding a fur coat, with snow-white hair wrapped around his cuffs, and at first glance he looked like a young man from a wealthy family.
The young man was holding a boy who looked like he was five or six years old in his left hand, who looked clever and looked quite portrait.
"Brother Xizhi, this An Jingming is so famous."
The boy muttered childishly, and then saw the luxurious-looking young man waving his sleeves and smiling:
"An Jingming did many good deeds during his lifetime, and he was an outstanding talent, and he met a miserable end, so people naturally remember it more deeply."
The boy nodded sternly, he was small, he couldn't see the scenery in the crowd clearly, and the crowd cheered again, and he couldn't even hear the voice clearly, so he had to hurriedly say:
"And then?"
"And then?"
Li Xizhi stood with his hands folded and replied casually:
"In the play, it is said that he killed many enemies in one go, and since then he has traveled between heaven and earth and has no bonds anymore."
"Say it in the play?"
Li Ximing tilted his head and couldn't help but ask:
"What about actually?"
"Naturally, it was killed by the Yu family, and even the head was nitrated, and now it should be placed in the Yu family's treasure house."
Li Xizhi's expression was desolate, the young man always had a dream of three years of qi training and ten years of building a foundation, so he had a feeling of regret for An Jingming, and immediately picked up Li Ximing and said softly:
"Read less scripts and read more family history to understand the bloody thousands of miles beyond the peace of these towns."
Li Ximing leaned into his arms and responded with a murmur, but a person suddenly appeared in front of him, with a sword at his waist and a solemn expression, but his tone was a little helpless, and he said in a low voice:
"Two young masters... tell me to find a meal."
Li Xizhi glanced at him and replied:
"Congratulations to Uncle Gongming, the achievements and qi training are different, and they are found faster than Yu Tingwei."
"Where, where."
Xu Gongming had just broken through the qi refinement and was overjoyed in his heart, and when Li Xizhi praised him like this, he immediately showed a smile and replied:
"Young master, you're welcome!"
The Li family has been safe and sound for the past five years, and the news that Li Tongya forced the Yu family to retreat alone came, which confirmed his name as a sword slashing Maha.
In the past five years, many people have made breakthroughs in qi training, first Mrs. Dou used Xiaoqing's spiritual energy to achieve qi training, which made the Dou family prosperous for a while.
Later, Xiao Guiluan used the Xiao family's Qingxi vitality to achieve qi training, which was also a third-grade exercise, good at dissolving misfortune and detoxifying, and subduing the enemy with softness, and his strength was better than Mrs. Dou's ordinary qi training.
Counting Xu Gongming, who had just left the customs, and Li Xuanxuan, who was far away in Fangshi, the Li family had five early qi cultivators who had practiced the Dharma, and it was more than enough to take care of the house.
"I don't know what's going on?"
Li Xizhi now also has a three-layer cultivation of fetal breath, holding Li Ximing and asking, Xu Gongming replied in a low voice:
"The second master has returned from Wutu Peak and is talking to the head of the family in the town, waiting for the two young masters to pass."
As soon as he heard that his father had returned from Wutu Peak, Li Xizhi's expression was a little solemn, and he said seriously:
"I know, thank you, Uncle Gongming!"
After saying that, he performed the divine action technique and rushed to the foot of the mountain.
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Li Yuanping is now nearly twenty years old, and his years of experience in running a house have made his eyes pause with a sense of oppression, although his face is still pale, and his cultivation is only three layers of fetal breath, but it is impossible to underestimate it.
Li Yuanjiao was wearing his usual black clothes, sitting on the side, his cultivation had just broken through the sixth layer of qi training, holding a light purple jade slip in his hand, and said in a deep voice:
"Xizhi took Ming'er out again?"
"Hey."
Li Yuanping laughed and replied:
"Brother, after all, the time is approaching, and seeing that there are not many days to stay at home, it would be good to let the two brothers get close."
Li Yuanjiao nodded silently, Yuan Tuan of Qingsui Peak had already broken through the barrier a few years ago, successfully built the foundation, and cultivated the immortal foundation 'Qingxuan Yue', taking over the position of the peak master of Qingsui Peak, and opening the peak to accept apprentices.
Yuan Tuan replied to the Li family after leaving the customs, and the words in the letter were eager, first informing and mourning Li Chijing, claiming to have accepted the task, and after a few months, he came to Wangyue Lake to see Li Xizhi's roots.
Although the Li family does not have the secrets of the three sects and seven sects that have accumulated to detect roots and bones, it can be seen from Li Xizhi's cultivation speed, and it is enough to enter the Qingchi Sect to achieve three layers of fetal breath in six years.
Li Yuanping put down the red pen in his hand, and when he saw Li Yuanjiao's solemn face, he wondered:
"I don't know why... Let my brother come back in person?"
"Count the days, and the time has come to pay the Qingchi Sect offerings."
Li Yuanjiao frowned and replied, Li Yuanping suddenly replied:
"Brother, don't worry, although the demonic plague has slowly subsided in the past few years, the business in the market is still good, and in the past few years, there have been a few more miscellaneous monks with foreign surnames, and there has been a bumper harvest of various spiritual objects at home, so there is still no problem in coping with this offering."
"My brother has been busy with this matter these days, and he has already sorted out a lot of affairs, so there will definitely be no omissions."
Li Yuanjiao listened to Li Yuanping's answer, nodded approvingly, and spoke:
"You have been in charge of everything at home in the past few years, so I am naturally relieved."
He changed his mind and said in a low voice:
"It's just that I got news from Gui Luan that Yu Muxian of Yuanwufeng personally took over the offering this year and drove the Xiaguang Cloud Boat to Mochiyue Lake!"
"Yu Muxian!"
Li Yuanping suddenly froze, his face was a little ugly, and he lowered his head and said:
"It's really a bit difficult..."
Li Yuanjiao looked at him, knowing in his heart how tricky this matter was.
After all, Li Tongya cut off Yu Xiaogui's path, and I heard that Yu Muxian had been hanging his life with elixir blood sacrifices in the past few years, and Yu Muxian had made a lot of friends in the sect, and there were already people in Yuanwu Peak who were fighting for him.
It's just that Yu Muxian himself has not expressed his position, and the name of the Li family Sword Immortal has resounded around him many times, so no one dares to jump out and cause trouble.
Now Yu Muxian, as a foundation-building immortal cultivator, personally came to Wangyue Lake, the momentum was fierce, Li Yuanjiao was secretly uneasy in his heart, everyone said that the Li family sword cultivation heirloom, Qingsui Sword Immortal and Yue Que Jian were brothers, and they were famous.
"But only you know your own suffering..."
Only Li Yuanjiao and Li Yuanping in the Li family knew about Li Tongya's death, Li Yuanjiao thought silently for a while, and comforted:
"I once heard my late uncle say that Yu Muxian is ungrateful, and my family has the protection of the immortal clan, so I probably won't do too much!"
Li Yuanping nodded slightly, his pale face showed a hint of peace, but he saw a young man in a brocade coat walking in from outside the courtyard, heroic and sassy, holding a boy in one hand.
Li Xizhi sent his hand, took a step forward, and said respectfully:
"Xiji has seen his father and uncle"