Li Yuanping was riding a horse, the excitement was over, and he faintly felt like he was about to cough, the military uniform on his body was cold, and the sweat was sticky inside, Li Ximing in his arms was holding the horse's head, faintly noticed, and asked:
"How is Daddy's health ...... lately?"
"Huh."
Li Yuanping didn't answer, with a pale face, he rode to the carriage with a fluttering black flag, turned over and dismounted, Dou Yi on the side quickly took the reins, Li Yuanping replied:
"This horse is taken to ...... Just give Xiyu a ride, and you don't have to prepare a car for travel from tomorrow."
Li Ximing sensibly lit the brazier in the car, Li Yuanping coughed twice, sat down next to the brazier, and said softly:
"Sitting high in the hall, the letters from various towns are always full of peace in the four realms, and in the past few months, I have taken advantage of the heavy pressure to see it with my own eyes, and I finally feel at ease."
"Then Li Jiman also read it, Ming'er, what do you think of this person?"
Li Ximing's face was slightly golden red from the fire, and he fiddled with the charcoal fire twice with a wooden stick, and replied:
"The child sees him arrogant, stingy and cold."
"Yes."
Li Yuanping nodded in response and said gently:
"In your opinion, is it better for this Shanyue Kingdom to fall into the hands of the Tian family, or is it better to fall into the hands of Li Jiman?"
Li Ximing frowned slightly and spoke:
"The child thinks that no matter who it falls into, it is no different, just to see which side can bring greater benefits to my family...... The land of Shanyue is vast, and the spiritual rice paid now is too little."
Li Yuanping sighed in a low voice and replied:
"Not only Shanyue, as the clan grows, the wind of open and secret fighting prevails among the seven towns, and the Wang clan and the branches fight fiercely and bravely.
"The clan has gone through five generations so far, if it is calculated according to the day the ancestor returned to establish his business, it has been nearly a hundred years, and it is easy to succeed and difficult to maintain a family, this is the truth."
The father and son were talking in the car, the leading spirit horse snorted and stopped, and Dou Yi shouted outside:
"Master, I'm in town."
Li Yuanping led his eldest son out of the car, Dou Yi echoed and whispered:
"Master, Chen Donghe and others are already waiting in the palace."
"Hmm."
Li Yuanping stepped into the hall, although he was just a fetal breath monk, several qi training monks in the hall avoided the table, Li Yuanping sat down on the top, first looked at Chen Donghe on the side, and said politely:
"Uncle, this is it?"
Chen Donghe is now in his fifties, practicing qi with a four-layer cultivation, his eyes are gentle, he gently bows his hands, and replied:
"I have prepared my luggage and am ready to go to the West Bank with Jing Tian."
Li Yuanping nodded suddenly, picked up a storage bag on the eucalyptus, quickly took a few steps down, handed it to Chen Donghe, and said in a deep voice:
"This is the talisman and spirit stone provision prepared at home, and the town has already prepared two miscellaneous monks from Shanyue to do some small things for my uncle...... Uncle, take care!"
Chen Donghe and his wife originally had the intention of going out, and what they said to the outside world was that the couple went out for a trip, but in fact, they went to the desert of the Golden Feather Sect in the west to collect [Golden Yang Huangyuan].
This matter was originally a secret matter, and when he heard Li Yuanping say that he wanted to bring the miscellaneous energy of the two mountains, Chen Donghe looked up and saw Li Yuanping smiling:
"Uncle, don't worry, these two have multiple bonds and have issued a mysterious oath, which is very useful."
Shanyue's exercises are simple and simple, and they are in line with the bloodline of the various ethnic groups in Shanyue, but they are easy to practice but cannot be cultivated, so over the years, five miscellaneous monks have emerged, and there are all kinds of spiritual herbs, which are useless.
It took twenty years to collect Jinyang Huangyuan alone, Chen Donghe naturally knew what Li Yuanping meant, and immediately nodded knowingly, thanked him, and it was difficult to say anything with outsiders present, so he immediately accepted the tip bag and left.
It wasn't until Chen Donghe left that Li Xiyu on the side took a step forward and said respectfully:
"Master, in the past five years, the spiritual rice and spiritual objects of Dongshanyue have been offered, 2,100 pounds of spiritual rice, 200 pieces of white yuan fruit, 200 pounds of topaz spiritual rice, and 11 kinds of miscellaneous spiritual objects."
He paused and replied:
"A total of seventy spirit stones worth it! It has been sent to the foot of the mountain."
"Okay."
Li Yuanping nodded in response, the Qingchi Sect almost belonged to the state of free-range for the small clan of fetal breath and qi training, and only received a little offering to show that it was subordinate to the upper and lower ranks, but it was heavily taxed and exploited by these families.
Now that the Li family is a family, the spiritual objects that they have to pay every five years can be described as priceless:
"Ten thousand pounds of spiritual rice can be converted into 100 spirit stones, 500 white yuan fruits, 500 pounds of topaz spiritual rice, converted into 100 spirit stones, and the rest of the miscellaneous spiritual objects should be offered twenty or thirty pieces......"
And the Li family's current output can only be less than half, and the remaining more than a hundred spirit stones have always been a headache for Li Yuanping.
In previous years, the first was from Guanyun Fengfang City, and a task was issued for foreign surnames and family monks to go into the mountains to collect herbs and hunt monsters, plus Li Xuanxuan and a few others to draw talismans, and they also had to subsidize these family monks, barely getting forty or fifty pieces of income.
On the other hand, relying on the Qingwu ore vein in the territory, mining with all his might, you can get forty or fifty spirit stones in five years, and the rest is all up to Li Yuanping to search and barely make up for it.
"I also need to provide food for the monks at home......"
Li Yuanping heard that Li Xiyu's income this year was not very rich, and he had a big headache for a while, so he moved the cup on the cicada and muttered:
"There is no formation on Wutu Mountain yet, it is really cold... It's not a way to lose money every year."
Li Xiyu in front of him stood respectfully, Li Yuanping saw that he was speaking quite smoothly just now, without any dull look, and couldn't help but ask:
"What is the situation in Shangoe?"
Li Xiyu was obviously not mentally prepared, he was slightly shocked, thought for a few breaths, and said a little uneasily:
"Tian clan assists the government...... Prince Li Jiman is brave and strong......"
"Okay."
Li Yuanping heard that Li Xiyu was not "the Tian family is in power", nor "the Tian family controls the government", and he was too lazy to listen anymore, and said softly:
"Go practice."
"Yes!"
Li Xiyu withdrew, Li Yuanping let out a long breath, turned his head, looked at Li Ximing who was reading carefully on the side, and said in a low voice:
"Xiyu is honest, gentle and generous, if you manage the family in the future, your Brother Xiyu can do things, but you can't let him be alone."
Li Ximing still liked Li Xiyu, the eldest brother, nodded for a while, neither shook nor shook his head, silently buried his head in the book, but fortunately, one person came up at the bottom and reported:
"Report to the head of the family, the Yuan family has news."
"Oh?"
Li Yuanping quickly raised his head and saw the man answer:
"Immortal Master Yuan Tuan has arrived at the Mushroom Forest Plain, and he will arrive at Moon Lake on the fifteenth day of the winter month."
"Okay!"
Li Yuanping was suddenly happy, now it is the third day of November, which means that Yuan Tuan will arrive in twelve days, so he smiled and said:
"Send someone to reply to the letter, saying that my family is waiting for the immortal master Ben Lin."
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Linghai County is surrounded by mountains, gloomy and damp, and the rain converges between the valleys, often submerging low-lying places.
The young man walked in the dense rainforest for a while, and the ground was full of frogs, he frowned and said in a muffled voice:
"Master, why do you have to go around and go back to this bird place?"
"Who knows what the Qingchi Sect is crazy about."
The man behind him had messy hair, rough and fierce, walking on the black mist, and his voice was hoarse:
"However, a related foundation was not sent, so I could only go over Linghai County first and go to Yishan City on the southern border to take a look!"
"This body is no longer useful, if I hadn't practiced 'drinking people's blood' and been able to suppress this body, this body would have been worn away by the golden nature into a puddle of pus and blood......"
The young man squinted his eyes and said inexplicably:
"But isn't the master looking for a few special Taoist foundations? If you break into Yishan City like this, I am afraid you will never be able to turn back, so you can only go to Southern Xinjiang."
"If you go to the depths of the southern border, where will you find the body to take it for you?"
The young man was Jiang Yan, who had been missing for many years, and countless monks were causing chaos around the country of Yue under his banner, but he ran back to Linghai County without realizing it.
Jiang Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of doubt, and he asked tentatively, but saw Jiang Boqing waving his hand indifferently and replied:
"Your master, I am thirty years old and sixty years old Zifu, I am extremely talented, I will think of some ways then!"
Jiang Yan shook his hand, smiled, and replied:
"Since the master claims to be a genius of thirty foundations and sixty purple mansions, why did he lose this Purple Mansion Jindan Dao back then and revise the spell scriptures?"
"Damn it."
The rough man screamed, the lines on his face twisted together with the change of expression, and said in a vicious voice:
"I was a genius at the beginning, how could I understand the sloppiness of the Purple Mansion and the Golden Pill, I only know that I have never seen someone with the same immortal foundation as me, and I was immersed in penance all day long, and later became the Purple Mansion——"
"I just found out that this is what Duanmu Kui, the lord of the damn Wushan, cultivated!"
The body he was controlling was on the verge of collapse, his expression was distorted and ugly, and he could barely tell that he was laughing, and continued:
"Duanmu Kui is a figure who has been overwhelmed for a lifetime, how can I wait for him to make a move? I was so frightened that I immediately reduced my supernatural power and cut the foundation of the Tao, sought emptiness as a talisman, and lost most of my cultivation, and then I became a strange man."
"Oh?"
Jiang Yan's expression was calm and asked rhetorically:
"What is the purpose of seeking emptiness as a talisman?"
Jiang Boqing shook his head, a hint of pride on his face, and explained:
"This is the method I got from an ancient book, that is, to practice the life magic power as a talisman, and turn my cultivation into an immortal talisman along with the Dao foundation, and change from the golden elixir path to the witchcraft path......"
A little hope appeared on his face, and he said gently:
"When I was young, I got the legacy of the seniors of the Huayuan Mansion in January, and this technique was among them, which was quite difficult, and it was also very related to the three nine natures of the upper witch lotus blood and the talisman, which was successful."
"Treat your cultivation as a talisman to practice ......"
Jiang Yan chewed on these words, turned around, tears shining on his face, and said in a low voice:
"Master, is he practicing my entire cultivation as a talisman?"
Jiang Boqing was still chattering, and when he heard the words, he was stunned, and he opened his mouth and scolded:
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Jiang Yan became more and more affirmative, the tears gradually stopped, staring at his eyes quietly, and said in a deep voice:
"Although the disciple does not practice the Purple Mansion Golden Pill Way, he also understands that this path is by no means something that can be easily turned around, turning the pill into a talisman is already the limit, and it is occupied by the golden nature, how can there be such a casual thing!"
His eyes sparkled, and he said in a cold voice:
"If the disciple guesses correctly, Master's golden nature has already been severely damaged, and now the golden nature has collapsed, and there is no chance to occupy the foundation of the Dao and start over again!"
"Harm...!"
Jiang Boqing's angry expression slowly calmed down, and then turned into a trace of appreciation, and said softly:
"Yes, I have no chance of giving up......"
Jiang Yan slowly took a step back, looking at Jiang Boqing's defenseless appearance, a smile appeared on his face, and he said hatefully:
"It seems that you and Qingchi Somoben have been looking for goods all the way, no wonder... No wonder what a behemoth the Qingchi Sect is! I have been wandering in the five counties for many years, and I can't even catch a small monk of mine."
"Blood flowed like a river along the way, and every time I broke through a stronghold of the Qingchi Sect, there were always materials that matched the breakthrough...... Those blood and grievances that have been collected for ten years and decades can always be delivered to me gourd by gourd."
His child hole was enlarged, his fists were about to pinch blood, and he said in a sharp voice:
"Jiang Boqing! What a self-directed and self-acted show... You and Qingchi each had their own needs and had a good show!"
"You have never been a monk who has given up any special immortal foundation, but you are just a kind word to comfort me! The Three Nine True Fu in my Qi Sea Acupoint, the Witchcraft Blood Pool in my Shengyang Mansion, this is what you planned!"
His voice echoed in the mountains, Jiang Boqing in the town was speechless, the flesh and blood on his face fell down, Jiang Boqing was stunned for a few breaths, and replied:
"I have a close relationship with Bu Zi, and the Demon Disaster is indeed an exchange of interests between me and the Qingchi Sect... This blood and resentment will be sent to you one by one, you are a smart child, and you can guess these things well."
He paused, shook his head slightly, and replied:
"It's just that my golden nature is damaged, and there is no possibility of taking it away, it's not something that can save it, the two witches on your body were cultivated by me...... It is miraculous and extraordinary, but it has no effect on the foundation of the deprivation."
Jiang Boqing's body was covered in blood, but he could see that his eyes were gentle and he said in a low voice:
"Occupying this body is just to protect you thoroughly, there is no special elixir to match, sooner or later it will fall with this body, I thought I could hide it from you until I sent you out of the Southern Border......"
Jiang Yan was unmoved, took a step back again, looked vigilant, looked at him coldly, and replied:
"If you say no, no? How do you want me to believe you!"
Jiang Boqing frowned and glanced at him, frightened, suddenly stirred up his tongue and lips, and shouted:
"Tie!"
Jiang Boqing's lips and teeth closed, and he spat out a thunderous and lightning shout, which made Jiang Yan's head buzz, Jiang Boqing's expression changed drastically, and he scolded:
"Damn, the magic is dazzling!"
Jiang Yan's eyes were clear for a while, and he was stunned when he heard it, and then he saw Jiang Boqing pull him up, ride the wind, and shout:
"Leave quickly, he uses his magical powers to block him, he must not be far away!"
"Purple Mansion?!"
Jiang Yan suddenly stood on end, urging his whole body to fly with the wind, and asked rhetorically:
"Aren't you in the same league as the Qingchi Sect? Why is there still a Purple Mansion sent out to chase you!"
"Most of them are Lao Tzu's enemies back then!"
Jiang Boqing's body was five big and three thick, his hair was messy, and he scolded a few words, constantly calculating in his heart, and said in disbelief:
"How is that possible?! Which one can be counted!"
The two of them took a breath, the north wind between heaven and earth stopped abruptly, the wind condensed in the mana under their feet also stopped flowing, and black streamers appeared in the void in front of them, and the colors of the Purple Mansion's magical power gushed out.
"Senior Jiang."
The young man paced slowly out of the void, dressed in a Taoist robe unpretentious, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, holding a magic bead in his hand, gray and invisible.
"You also have today."
"Qingji Fang ......"
Jiang Boqing stared at the young man, obviously this person appeared here was unexpected by Jiang Boqing, and even his intentions were unclear, so he only said in a deep voice:
"What do you want to do?"
This Purple Mansion monk's Taoist robe was drifting away, and the magic bead in his hand turned slightly, staring at him quietly, and spoke:
"Seniors don't need to be nervous, juniors have a lot of questions to ask, or the "Answer to the Beggar under the Sang", or the Shangyuan Sword Immortal, Xiao Chuting, Tang Yuanwu......"
"What are you planning? Whose hands did the immortal book end up... I am very curious... Please come back to Wu Guo with me."