Qingchi Sect, Qingsui Peak.
The small attic on the top of the mountain has changed owners several times, still standing quietly in the snow, the golden sun jumped up, the rainbow light was shining, and the young man in green clothes in the small building sat cross-legged, quietly swallowing it.
Time flies, Li Xizhi followed Yuan Tuan to the peak to practice for more than a year, the aura on Qingsui Peak is strong, he only broke through the third layer of fetal breath before he came to Qingsui, and now he is ready to break through the fourth round of fetal breath.
"Crunch."
Yuan Tuan looked like he had just returned to the mountain, dressed in capable clothes, his cuffs were tightly tied, and he looked into the attic, Li Xizhi was practicing silently as usual, and couldn't help nodding:
"It's still Xizhi well-behaved."
Yuan Tuan accepted another apprentice this year, it was the Yuan family who stuffed it in, although Yuan Tuan had some grudges against the Yuan family in his heart, he still accepted this child, but this child was stubborn, I am afraid he would not be a great talent.
Yuan Tuan's eyes stayed on it for a while, Li Xizhi finally woke up from meditation, quickly got up, and said respectfully:
"Master! You're back."
Yuan Tuan nodded and asked:
"How is your sword cultivation?"
"The sword light has already become, and there is still some distance from the sword qi."
Li Xizhi responded with some distress, looking very pressured, and replied:
"There are always people in the sect who come to compete with me, if the master hadn't gone out and locked the mountain gate, I would probably have suffered."
Yuan Tuan smiled slightly:
"The Xiao family was attacked, I went back to the Mushroom Forest Plain a few days ago, did some things, and finally felt at ease, but now there is chaos everywhere, demon cultivators are raging, and it is not appropriate to stay outside for a long time."
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Yuan Tuan was able to survive alone on Qingsui Peak, earn a way to survive, break through the foundation, and his sense of smell and observation of the situation was naturally extremely keen, so he hurriedly came back.
"How is the Xiao family?"
After all, his mother Xiao Guiluan was a member of the Xiao family, and the Xiao family could still be regarded as his mother's family, so Li Xizhi was naturally very concerned and hurriedly asked.
"It's okay."
Yuan Tuan responded, took off the sword on the wall to play with, the sword was cold and shining, but it swam obediently in her hand, she continued:
"The Zhenren Chuting underestimated the killing intent of the Three Sects and Seven Sects against the Chen family, and was trapped in the East China Sea by the Tianyuan design of the Golden Feather Sect, so they could not return to help, and the Xiao family suffered a big loss."
"The Xiao family is the barrier of my Qingchi, and the 'Xishang Weng' of the Chuting Zhenren is very critical, they dare not act rashly, so they go through all these twists and turns, but they are just shocked to kill Chen Tao."
Yuan Tuan said amazingly, Li Xizhi only remembered it silently in his heart, and was about to interject, but Yuan Tuan changed his mind and said with a smile:
"Your Li family should be fine, I was next to Guanyun Peak at the time, using 'Qing Xuan Yue' to give the Li family - it should be your uncle, and prayed three times, at least to save his life."
Li Xizhi was overjoyed and said repeatedly:
"Thank you, Master!"
"You don't have to be like this."
Yuan Tuan raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile:
"I am a Taoist foundation, and I don't have supernatural powers, at most it is a small help, not a big help."
Li Xizhi said some good things obediently, Yuan Tuan seemed to be in a good mood, listened to it quite usefully, and suddenly asked:
"Li Tongya should be gone!"
Li Xizhi was still happy in his heart, and he was caught off guard by his question, and his hair stood on end, and he replied almost immediately:
"Xi Zhi has never heard of ......"
Li Xizhi's reaction was not unpleasant, but his body's reaction could not be faked, Yuan Tuan didn't know where he was, staring straight at him and sighing:
"It's a pity."
Li Xizhi lowered his head silently, holding back the uneasiness in his heart, he was just a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, how could he deceive Yuan Tuan, this would react, Yuan Tuan had already mourned for two breaths, and spoke:
"If Li Tongya is not dead and joins forces with Chen Taojing, he may not be able to save Guanyun Peak... There will be more and more flaws from now on, I hope your father can cover it up for a few more years."
Looking at Li Xizhi's somewhat low appearance, Yuan Tuan comforted:
"Don't worry, I heard that your uncle Li Xuanfeng has already taken leave in Yishan City, and he is also a good person when he succeeds in getting out of the customs."
Yuan Tuan talked about this, Li Xizhi had some questions that had been held back in his heart for a long time, and quickly seized the opportunity and said in a voice:
"Master! Is there a precedent for the monks with foreign surnames in Yishan City to be transferred back? If so, how can I get it back?"
Yuan Tuan paused slightly, his face showed a thoughtful expression, and he said in a low voice:
"The sect has also summoned monks in previous years, if the children of the sect go for more than ten years, they will come back, and the recruited clan cultivators generally can't last a few years... There is a precedent for returning, probably in fifty to sixty years, if someone in the sect helps intercede with his connections, he may be able to let it go."
Li Xizhi nodded thoughtfully, Yuan Tuan thought for a few breaths, swallowed some things he shouldn't have said, changed the subject, calculated the time, and said softly:
"Have you ever thought about what kind of qi you can use to achieve qi training?"
Li Xizhi was silent for a long time, one thought after another flashed in his heart, his heart was pounding, and he finally smiled calmly:
"Whichever practice in the sect has the most people, the disciples will practice whichever one they practice."
"Oh? Why is this?"
Yuan Tuan looked at him deeply, and Li Xizhi replied:
"There are more people cultivating, so maybe you can walk more smoothly."
"Crunch—"
Before Yuan Tuan could answer, he heard a crunch, it was the sound of the courtyard door slowly opening, the faces of the two people in the attic changed, Li Xizhi frowned, and Yuan Tuan's face was already full of horror.
Li Xizhi had not yet given birth to spiritual consciousness, thinking that it was the junior brother of the Yuan family who went upstairs to visit, but Yuan Tuan's foundation-building level spiritual consciousness swept over, only to find that there was white snow in the courtyard, and there was obviously no one there!
"How is that possible!"
Yuan Tuan's heart was shocked, she could be completely undetectable, and she could easily go in and out of Qingsui Peak as if she was walking in her own courtyard, there was only one kind of person:
"Purple Mansion Real Man?!"
Yuan Tuan's face changed, and the horror in his heart was like an overwhelming mountain, and in an instant, the mana of his whole body was suffocated, and only a few thoughts flashed through him......
The two looked different, the man outside walked like the wind, and walked to the front of the attic in two strokes, took off his shoes and walked in carelessly.
"Wow......
The bamboo curtain in the attic was lifted at once, and a handsome monk in green clothes walked in, with jade around his waist, obviously full of smiles, but his eyes were cold, and he poked straight at Li Xizhi.
Yuan Tuan, the peak master locked the peak, the formation was isolated from the inside and outside, and a Taoist in green clothes walked in quietly, Li Xizhi was shocked, and just as he was about to ask a question, he found that his body was stiff and he couldn't move.
The scenery in front of him suddenly darkened, Li Xizhi's eyes stiffened, looking at Master's frightened face, the alarm bell rang in his heart, and the only remaining consciousness looked at Yuan Tuan's red lips opening and closing up and down, and made a mouth shape:
"Buzi."
"Buzi?"