"The Book of Blood Massage ......"
Li Xuanxuan thought for a while, vaguely remembering that this exercise had been mentioned by Li Tongya, it seemed to be the method of the Golden Feather Sect, and the beginning of the volume was written as the fourth grade, and only the qi training part of the exercise.
"It seems that this demon cultivator is also threatened with exercises, controlling each other layer by layer, after all, the demon cultivator is selfish, if he hadn't threatened him with the Tao, he would have scattered long ago..."
"It should be more than that."
Li Yuanjiao paused slightly, not all demon cultivators have hope of breaking through the foundation, these demon cultivators should still have some connections or methods to control the above.
"It's not surprising that the three sects and seven gates have demonic path techniques, but this Golden Feather Sect technique is a bit interesting on the demon cultivators on the territory of the Qingchi Sect, could it be that the demon cultivators of Qingchi secretly defected to the Golden Feather Sect?"
He was puzzled and whispered:
"Or ...... The demonic disaster is something that the Golden Feather Sect and the Qingchi Sect acquiesced or even intentionally facilitated, but this is ......."
"But what's the benefit of this!"
Li Yuanjiao was dressed in black and stared at his father tightly, quite puzzled:
"The family and the scattered cultivators have supported Qingchi for many years, and they have been slaughtered by demon cultivators in vain, not to mention that the Qingchi Sect will send people to enlighten it again next year, the place where the demonic disaster is raging will be sluggish for at least a few decades, and the small clan will have to grow up for nearly a hundred years.
"Maybe... the demonic disaster has no other use."
Li Xuanxuan shook his head, moved his mind away, and read several inky black jade slips one by one.
They are the "Sacrifice Blood Scroll" used to escape for life, which should be the blood wind of the demon cultivator's escape, followed by the reincarnation of the "Ghost Baby in the Belly", and the "Blood Transformation Capital Yuan Jing" used to transform the immortal path into the demon path......
There are a total of five techniques, all of which use human blood and spirits, resentful heads, not a good thing, the two of them only read the general outline, and probably understood the secrets of demon cultivation.
The demon cultivator also started from fetal breath, but after condensing six rounds of fetal breath, it turned out that he did not practice qi immediately, but the six wheels merged into one different house.
This different mansion is completed, and the three of Ju Que Ting, Shengyang Mansion, and Qi Sea Acupoint are one, and the body is no longer the foundation of practice, but becomes a boat in the sea of suffering like Buddhist cultivation.
There are many mysteries in this, as if there is a peculiar magic power that wants to suck in the spiritual consciousness of others into it, and unconsciously run according to the route in the exercise, but fortunately, this force is not strong, and the two of them only woke up in a daze.
Li Xuanxuan thought that he was not a strong-willed person, so he didn't dare to look closely, so he hurriedly let go.
"Different houses...... This is what the so-called technique of different houses and the same furnace means..."
Li Yuanjiao also heard Murong Xia's words when he went south, saying that what kind of person is raised in the belly, and it is different.
"It's just that I went to Guanyun Peak Fang City a few days ago, and the four foundation-building demon cultivators who besieged Guanyun Peak had the brilliance of an immortal foundation... What is the explanation for this?"
Li Yuanjiao was thinking, but Li Xuanxuan in front of him silently picked up the black jade slip of the "Turning Blood Capital Yuan Jing".
"Peng!"
Li Xuanxuan moved his hand, pinched the jade slip that recorded the "Turning Blood Capital Yuan Jing", put away the remaining four jade slips, and said to Li Yuanjiao:
"Find a secret room and store it, with these exercises as a reference, so that the juniors will not be unprepared for the demon cultivator."
Li Yuanjiao nodded and picked up a jade bottle from the eucalyptus, which was one size larger than the ordinary pill jade bottle, and the whole body was light blue.
Spiritual consciousness reached into it, and the bottle contained a mouthful of clear and bright spiritual water, deep and cold, light black, about half a bottle, swaying, like a whole, exuding bursts of chill, frozen Li Yuanjiao in a daze, and said softly:
"Heaven and earth spiritual water?"
Li Xuanxuan quickly took a look, and he was also shivering from the cold, but his knowledge was not much higher than Li Yuanjiao's, although he had known some spiritual objects in Fangshi all year round, but he had never seen the spiritual water of heaven and earth.
"Maybe? It is also possible that there is some special spiritual energy of heaven and earth......"
He hesitated for a moment, and when he saw Li Yuanjiao carefully put it away, he hurriedly said:
"And receive the treasure house of the clan, just in case."
The remaining elixirs were scattered and few bottles could be used, and there were even two green bottles, one bottle of blood and one bottle of resentment, estimated, there were about a thousand people, and there were some heads and organs of qi cultivators, which were used to cast spells, and they were hurriedly buried.
I didn't know what to do with these two green bottles, so I could only save them first, and the remaining more than thirty spirit stones were the big head, which made Li Yuanjiao breathe a sigh of relief.
It can only be said that the demon cultivator burns, kills and loots, and has a lot of wealth, and the ordinary qi cultivator only has five or six, and he has a full thirty-five, which is enough for the Li family to be at ease in the next five years.
"It's a pity that the demon cultivator storage bag can't be kept, the space is quite large, it must be worth a lot! This demon cultivator doesn't seem to be strong... I don't know where it was stolen."
Li Xuanxuan shook his head regretfully, the storage bag is the easiest place to manipulate and feet, even the storage bags of the Li family's direct descendants are now in some hidden hands, Li Xuanxuan was in an urgent situation at that time, how could he have thought that this storage bag was so good, let alone keep it.
After the two of them divided the property, they were in a good mood, and there were already clan soldiers coming up below, followed by an old monkey about five feet tall, with wrinkles on his face, clear and wise eyes, and bowed silently.
Only then did Li Xuanxuan see that the monkey head was not young, washed off his charcoal ash, his hair was snow-white, and he was short, not reaching Li Xuanxuan's chin, and looked at him gratefully.
"Dare to ask......"
Li Xuanxuan didn't know for a while whether to call him a Taoist friend or a senior, but he found that the monkey seemed to have some problems with his throat, and could only make some syllables, and said gently:
"Don't know your friend's name?"
The old monkey shook his head, pointed to Li Xuanxuan, and pointed to his forehead, Li Xuanxuan thought about it and asked:
"Are you willing to live in my Li family?"
The old monkey nodded repeatedly, Li Xuanxuan was overjoyed, after all, this old monkey is a four-layer combat power of qi training, and most of them also understand pharmacology and spiritual plants, which is really a good help, so he said tentatively:
"Daoist friends will enter the wall of my house from now on, from my Li family."
The white monkey nodded, opened its mouth, and spat out a turquoise jade pestle, Li Yuanjiao looked at Li Xuanxuan taking it, and was also surprised, and said repeatedly:
"The [Wanling flower] on Huaqian Mountain has not sprouted for a long time, so why not ask him to take a look."
Li Xuanxuan understood, lowered his head to explain to him for a while, and ordered the clan soldiers to send him over, then turned around and smiled at Li Yuanjiao:
"Don't look at these magic tools so bright, I don't think they are as good as this old monkey, let him learn to write tomorrow, write down the exercises and knowledge, and my family will have many inheritances!"
"Father's good fate."
Li Yuanjiao also had this idea in his heart, and happily praised, picking up the emerald green jade pestle and jade mortar, although both of which are low-grade magic weapons, a rare set and quite precious, and pondered:
"It's called [Jasper Pestle] and [Jasper Mortar]."
The corners of Li Xuanxuan's mouth twitched, and for the first time he realized that his child was not generally bad in naming, so he shook his head and said:
"Xizhi's name is Gui Luan's idea!"
"Not bad."
Li Yuanjiao didn't know why his father asked about this, but he didn't know why, but he saw Li Xuanxuan smiling and shaking his head again and again.
Li Xuanxuan was raised in the cave for a few days, Li Yuanjiao wanted to wait for the news of Guanyun Peak, and he simply didn't go back to Wutu Peak, just waiting for the news on Lijing Mountain, and by the way, he talked more about family affairs with Li Xuanxuan.
Li Xuanxuan spoke for two days since the death of his father Li Changhu, and then a clan soldier came to report, saying that Tian Youdao and An Yuyan were back.
Tian Youdao only broke through qi training at the age of sixty, and now he also looks like an old man, wearing a gray coat, he was sent to check the situation of Guanyun Peak, bowed his hands seriously, and replied:
"Chen Tao was shocked by one enemy and four enemies, and held on for a long time, died of exhaustion, and shouted before he died: Daling Daotong is extinct, the sound shakes the heavens and the earth, and the birds are endless."
Li Xuanxuan and Li Yuanjiao looked at each other, both had a feeling of cold lips and teeth, Tian Youdao continued to look at each other and said:
"This person will die immediately, the green water on Guanyun Peak is floating, like rain and mist, and the demonic smoke is billowing, and the demons are carried to the south."
"South?"
The two of them suddenly relaxed, as long as the group of demons did not scatter in Lixia County and bloomed everywhere, it would definitely be a good thing, Li Yuanjiao said in a low voice:
"The south should go to Mushroom Forest and other places."
In this way, the actions of this group of demon cultivators were particularly suspicious, it was the demon cultivators from Mushroom Linyuan and other places who gathered together, broke through the Xiao family's market, and immediately went back to their respective homes, obviously to embarrass the Xiao family.
After Tian Youdao reported the situation, he immediately retired, An Yuyan hurriedly came up, his temperament was much more carefree, although he had experienced ups and downs, but he still spoke in a stormy manner:
"Report to the head of the family! The Xiao family's large formation of Youfeng was held for six days, isolating inside and outside, and telling me to wait for a good life."
"Until the formation was lifted, the Xiao family only came out and led me and a few other families in, and met with the young master of Guitu, saying that although the Xiao family was attacked, there was no serious problem.
"The real person has returned to the peak."
Li Yuanjiao waved his hand to let him go down, and he couldn't guess how true or false Xiao Guitu's words were, but the Xiao family was his own backer, and he could only believe in the truth or falsehood.
"Wait for now..."
An Yuyan then stepped back, the old monkey was already busy coming up, gesturing with Li Xuanxuan for a while, and finally understood.
"It's the spiritual spring of Huaqian Mountain that is not enough to provide sufficient inspiration."
Li Yuanjiao suddenly realized, no wonder Wang Xun said that this [Wanling Flower] is delicate, and the spiritual spring on Huaqian Mountain cannot satisfy this spiritual root.
"The East Bank families... The Rui family and the Pu family near my house seem to have a spiritual spring, right?"
Sending troops to the east bank was Li Yuanping's plan, firstly, it could resolve conflicts within the clan, secondly, it could collect offerings, and thirdly, these families used mortals as medicine, and they could also occupy the righteousness.
"In this way, these families have to be asked."
Someone was sent to inform Li Yuanping that since the demon cultivator had never come from the west, Li Yuanjiao did not have to hurry to take that elixir, but only practiced silently, striving to break through the seventh layer of qi training before the end of the year.
The market was shattered, and Li Xuanxuan naturally couldn't go anymore, so he simply took advantage of this time to realize something in the line of life and death, and practiced in seclusion.
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Heavy snow at the end of the year.
The snow in the past two years has been particularly rare, and this year's heavy snowfall is rare, perhaps to pay tribute to those who died in this disaster, which is particularly heavy.
The world was white, Li Yuanping stood on the high lookout, looking down, the soldiers and horses below were sluggish, trembling in the cold winter.
He patted the snow on his body, Li Ximing on the side was already nine years old, with a second-level cultivation, holding a fur coat, standing in the snow with his father.
Li Yuanping's face was still pale, but there were more dry straws than in the previous two years, and his hair was slightly grayer, but he was deliberately dyed black, but he looked younger.
The Li family spent several months inquiring about the news, saying that this demon cultivator wandered to the territory of Ziyanmen, and some people said that they were wandering on the mushroom forest plain.
"If you want to have a headache, the Yuan family should have a headache."
Li Yuanping had dealt with Shanyue's affairs these days, so he hurried up and took advantage of the fact that the demon cultivator did not come to Mochiyue Lake to solve the matters at home first.
This matter is naturally Li Yuanping's long-awaited dispatch of troops to the east bank, to subdue the chaotic families on the east coast, and to rectify the order.
"Master, it's time."
The young man's voice woke him up, Li Xiyu in front of him was dressed in armor, holding a spear, standing quietly in front of him, these years of experience made him look a lot more mature, at least he was not confused in speaking and doing things.
"Hmm."
Li Yuanping looked down again, the soldiers and horses below stood in the heavy snow for a while, looking sluggish, and the rest of the soldiers and horses had already set off, leaving only this one lingering.
Li Xiyu finally got the order, hurriedly walked off the high platform, turned over and mounted his horse, and the heavy horse under him was taller than himself, standing quietly in the snow.
"Drive!"
The cold snowflakes splashed, and he drove his horse, taking these young master soldiers through the snowy mountains and forests, always having doubts in his heart:
"The families on the east bank are weak... As long as one person practices qi, a few fetal breaths will come out, and the snap of the fingers will be determined, so why bother with the children of the clan as soldiers... Isn't it superfluous?"
This time, the Li family used more than 5,000 people, divided into five routes, and the other four routes were all clan soldiers, probably because there were not enough manpower, and they recruited the children of the clan to make up for his way, led by Li Xiyu.
Li Xiyu maintained an unhurried speed to shuttle through the jungle, a little unable to understand the intentions of the clan, the snowflakes fell down, thinking about other things:
"The head of the family said that he was rectifying the family style, so he used the children of the clan as soldiers, but he had not practiced before, and suddenly, just marching in the snowy night was of no use."
Li Xiyu's doubts in his heart grew stronger, this conscription was simply sudden, as if he was taking in prisoners and forcibly escorting a group of children over, most of whom were also full of bad deeds......
He suddenly realized, looked back at the soldiers and horses who had been pulled out more than ten steps away, and silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"Maybe... I don't need their group at all..."