Qingchi Sect.
A gentle breeze was blowing on the quiet path, and a monk wrapped tightly wrapped in the road was walking at high speed on the road, with white light on his feet, obviously blessing the divine walking technique.
"Finally back."
Li Xizhi was embarrassed, his brows furrowed, and he silently walked forward on the path at the foot of Qingsui Peak.
"This garrison has been for two months, and there are so many affairs under this mountain... If it weren't for my experience at home, it would have been really tricky.'
Not all the disciples of the Qingchi Sect can practice well on the mountain, and they often have all kinds of affairs, some are relaxed, some are embarrassing, as for how to distribute them, most of them depend on the power of their respective immortal peaks in the sect.
Qingsui Peak has been declining for many years, and Li Chijing has been protected by Si Yuanbai when he practiced, and there is no major event yet, after all, Si Yuanbai's Fu Dao cultivation is profound, and there is a backstage in the sect, so he doesn't even have to do this common business.
But now Yuan Tuan is a soft-tempered person, and he has no majesty and backing in the sect, so it is naturally not a good thing when it is his turn.
In addition, there were many sword cultivators among the peaks who came to admire it, and Li Xizhi did not dare to show his face at will, and his heart was full of complaints.
Most of these sword cultivators are qi cultivators, shouting what lowers their cultivation, but these monks have practiced for decades more than him, not to mention the sword path, not to mention the same deep swordsmanship, and their vision is even more vicious, where can he deal with it?
Li Xizhi was afraid of losing face at home and Qingsui Peak, so he had to sneak up and down the mountain every day, wrap himself tightly, and try to keep a low profile as much as possible to avoid getting into trouble.
Finally climbed to the platform on the top of the mountain, Li Xizhi let out a long sigh and raised his head suddenly.
Then I saw the bamboo forest in front of me, and among the slowly falling bamboo leaves, there was a one-foot-tall green deer, and a lady sitting on it, with a delicate face, looking at him quietly.
"Master!"
Li Xizhi spoke respectfully, Yuan Tuan nodded calmly, and did not ask him why he was dressed like this, as if he had expected it, and said softly:
"The exercises are back for you."
She folded her hand and handed over a pale yellow jade slip, Li Xizhi hurriedly took it, and when her spiritual consciousness moved, she saw five big characters:
"The Secret of Morning Glow Dew"
Li Xizhi breathed a sigh of relief, and saw Yuan Tuan say softly:
"This technique is also a fourth-rank technique, although it cannot be compared with those immortal peak direct lineages, but it is not worse than the exercises commonly practiced in the sect, and it is quite difficult to practice, so few people practice in the sect, only to the content of foundation building."
Li Xizhi didn't ask his master why he didn't want the better "Yuanqing Yuyu Jue", he just listened silently, and then he saw Yuan Tuan's lips move, and a whisper sounded in his ear:
"Most of these exercises and references have been lost, only a few broken inheritances have been passed down in Wu Kingdom, so don't worry."
Li Xizhi didn't know how much thought Yuan Tuan spent to get this technique, and he could only say respectfully while being moved:
"Master's grace is like ......"
Yuan Tuan suddenly spoke, interrupted him bluntly, and said softly:
"It should be."
She stared at Li Xizhi's eyes and said softly:
"This exercise has to take [morning glow colorful qi], go up into the clouds, and fall into the deep valley, which is quite troublesome, and it is absolutely impossible for the sect to hand over the qi collection technique to your family for your clansmen to help, so you can only buy it from the sect at a high price."
Li Xizhi raised his head slightly and said in an astringent voice:
"I don't know ...... this price."
"One hundred and twenty spirit stones."
Yuan Tuan's voice was cold, but there was a bit of gritted teeth, Li Xizhi was shocked by this price and lowered his head, his heart was at war, Yuan Tuan only replied:
"Let the family get together, if it's not enough, I'll subsidize it."
"Thank you, Master!"
He suddenly walked into his small courtyard, lit the lamp without saying a word, spread out the letter, and did not write for a long time.
The dim lights beat, shining on his face with gold and red, Li Xizhi pursed his lips, and a drop of ink dripped from the brush in his hand.
He put down his brush with peace of mind, changed to a piece of rice paper, and then began to feel anxious again, and started to stay in a daze.
……
Although he had not practiced qi, the magic weapon [Qing Xuan] on his wrist turned into a blue-striped road-colored deer, jumping and following behind.
The Li family naturally refused to let Li Ximing go to the Xiao family alone, now that the demon cultivators in various counties were infested, even if Li Ximing's green deer was much faster than the usual fetal breath, it would take a few days to walk, and it was not safe in the end.
Without the need for the clansmen to speak, Li Yuanjiao personally rode the wind and sent him to the Xiao family.
Li Yuanjiao sent Li Ximing away, Li Yuanping ordered a group of people to disperse, and then they saw a white light flying in the distance, quickly landing on the formation.
"Yuan family monk Yuan Huyuan, come to meet you! Please also open a mountain gate!"
The sound of mana drummed, and Li Yuanping in the mountains stagnated slightly.
"Yuan Huyuan? How did he come?'
Yuan Huyuan is a monk at the peak of qi training, and he is also a direct descendant of the Yuan family, although there is no hope of building a foundation, but his status is noble, and now he is dressed in a vestment, waiting quietly outside.
Li Yuanjiao was not in the clan, Li Qinghong on the side rode the wind, walked out of the formation, stepped forward with a gun, closed his jade hands, and said in a clear voice:
"Li Qinghong of the Li family, I have seen the seniors."
Li Qinghong's jade armor spear, heroic, although Yuan Huyuan was also a hundred-year-old monk, his eyes still lit up, so he pinched his beard and smiled:
"It turns out to be a noble Lei Xiu, and the old man has heard of the young lady's name."
His spiritual consciousness politely touched and left, and said in surprise:
"I never thought that the young lady had already practiced qi! this..."
Li Qinghong didn't want to talk to him about this at all, he didn't do much, he just thought that he had heard something polite, and said with a smile:
"I don't know senior...?"
"Oh."
Yuan Huyuan came back to his senses, still full of incredulity, shook his sleeves, took out a secret letter from it, and replied:
"There is a letter from home, including one from Xizhi, which was specially sent to the nobles."
Yuan Huyuan, a monk at the peak of qi training, came to run in person, naturally it couldn't be as simple as he said, presumably there were some things that were inconvenient to say outside the formation, Li Qinghong thanked him and took it, and he understood it.
So he first stuffed the small letter into his sleeve and said with a smile:
"Please also invite the seniors to join the battle."
"Okay!"
Yuan Huyuan was not polite, the two fell together, Li Yuanping below had already cleaned up the hall, and when the two of them walked in, even the spiritual tea was served.
Yuan Huyuan first picked some things and didn't deal with them for a few words, and then gradually got to the point and said softly:
"I don't know how Senior Tongya is now?"
Yuan Huyuan was escorting Li Chijing back when he first came to Li's house, his cultivation was already in the middle stage of qi training, Li Tongya was just a small cultivator of fetal breath, building a noble foundation, but now he had to call Li Tongya's senior.
Li Qinghong chuckled and replied:
"It's a pity that the ancestor has already retreated, which disappointed the seniors."
"Hey."
Yuan Huyuan glanced at her meaningfully, and did not mention this matter more, but said:
"Your family Xizhi practiced at Qingsui Peak, but he was competitive, and now he has six layers of fetal breath, so I came here now to ask on behalf of Yuan Tuan's ancestor:
You and I are both elders of Xizhi, and now this child is about to break through qi training, I don't know what arrangements the nobles have?"
Li Qinghong first looked surprised, and said without thinking:
"The exercises in the sect are naturally much better than those of my family, and everything is arranged by the ancestor."
"Haha."
Yuan Huyuan laughed dryly twice and replied:
"The ancestor naturally thought that Xi had cured it, and the fourth-rank "Yuanqing Yuyu Jue" was naturally indispensable, just thinking about touching the fifth rank."
"In the Qingchi inheritance, the fifth-grade "Dark Floating Cloud Sutra" can only be cultivated by the direct descendants of the Chi family, and the "Ce Wen Tian Yu Jing" is the secret that is not passed down......"
Yuan Huyuan said a lot in a row, then paused slightly and said with a smile:
"There are many ancient methods, I don't know what the nobles think."
Li Qinghong took a sip of tea, looked at Yuan Huyuan in front of him, and almost wrote the moon moon on his face, feeling helpless:
"Don't you think I look so good at deceiving you, and what you said is too explicit."
He opened his red lips lightly and said with a smile:
"My Li family is poor and white, and it all depends on the ancestor to make the decision."
"Okay, young lady understands people."
Yuan Huyuan nodded naturally, and his heart was also very embarrassed, he Yuan Huyuan was a hundred-year-old old cultivator, and he had always been generous to others, and an old face still had some weight between the families, so it wasn't like this...
If it weren't for the greedy luck of the ancestor Yuan Licheng in the family, who was persecuted, how could he Yuan Huyuan pull down his face to do such a thing? Now he seemed to be relieved and said with a smile:
"There is one thing, I want Miss He Xi."
Li Qinghong listened attentively, and Yuan Huyuan then congratulated him:
"The noble Daoist Li Xuanfeng has already forged an immortal foundation on Yishan City and cultivated it into [carved gold stone]!"
"What! Uncle Xuanfeng has broken through the foundation!"
Li Qinghong immediately reacted, and now there was a sincere smile on his face, and he said with a smile:
"Thank you, Senior Yuan, for informing me!"
Yuan Huyuan nodded happily and said:
"Congratulations! Congratulations! Now the nobles are three generations of a family building the foundation, and they already have the atmosphere of a big family!"
Yuan Huyuan naturally included Li Mutian in his mouth, which was really far-fetched, but it was an auspicious word anyway, Li Qinghong smiled and thanked him, and then heard a rustling sound of falling snow, and a young man in black came to the hall.
Li Yuanjiao sent Li Ximing away this time, and he really caught a demon cultivator on the way, but at the peak of fetal breathing, there was a huge difference between demon cultivators who practiced qi and those who had never practiced qi.
He shook off the snow on his body now, holding a bloody storage bag in his hand, breathing hot air in his mouth, threw the storage bag on the eucalyptus, glanced at Yuan Huyuan, and said suspiciously:
"Who is this?"
"Yuan family Yuan Huyuan."
Yuan Huyuan replied, Li Qinghong introduced the situation before and after, Li Yuanjiao also nodded with a smile and replied:
"I've seen seniors."
He had already speculated and was not surprised, Yuan Huyuan continued:
"Senior Xuan Feng has been promoted by the Elemental Real Man again, and he is already a general in Yishan City! He can also be regarded as a member of the Qingchi Sect, and he is not what he used to be."
The brother and sister looked at each other, his Li family had been harmed by the Purple Mansion for so long, and he had long lost trust in these Qingchi Purple Mansions, and he only felt that he was going to do bad things, so he smiled reluctantly.
On the contrary, Yuan Huyuan said mysteriously:
"Elemental real people have always been alone, and they are not close to all the purple mansions in the sect, and there are no immortal peaks and families under their command, so your family can seize this opportunity......"
Seeing the two brothers and sisters thoughtful, he laughed, arched his hands, and said with a smile:
"The words have been delivered, take your leave!"
The two of them were sent out of the formation, still confused, and when they returned to the palace, Li Yuanjiao said:
"The Elemental Real Man heard that it is the [Cave Spring Sound], and it can't be hit with the [Gold Stone] eight poles... This immortal foundation is estimated to only be used by the Golden Gate..."
Li Qinghong remembered something and said in a low voice:
"[Cave Spring Sound]? There is an exercise in my family called [Cave Spring Sound], which is the exercise "Cave Spring Che Ling Jue" practiced by Uncle Xuanxuan, but unfortunately there are only three grades... It can only be cultivated to build a foundation."
"If it is the Qingchi Sect's technique, even if it is the same immortal foundation, there must be more than three ranks."
The two of them tried to no avail, and they had no choice but to give up, Li Yuanjiao took out a blue jade bottle from the storage bag and said with a smile:
"Look at this thing."
Li Yuanjiao worked hard to run this trip, but it was not just as simple as escorting his juniors.
Back then, Li Xuanxuan got a spiritual water of heaven and earth in the storage bag of the demon cultivator in the market, and he still didn't know what to do, but now he has the opportunity, so he asked Xiao Yuansi along the way.
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Xiao Yuansi was well-informed and knowledgeable, so he explored a little, took out a few more books and compared them, and knew the root of this thing.
Looking at Li Qinghong's puzzled expression, Li Yuanjiao replied:
"This thing is a spiritual water of heaven and earth, comparable to a treasure medicine, called [Earth Evil Cold Spring], which can extinguish fire poison and add evil energy... It can be used with many exercises, it is a good spiritual water."
"Comparable to a treasure medicine?"
Li Qinghong immediately held it tighter.
Treasure medicine is not as simple as a simple foundation-building spiritual object, just like a spiritual object like [Wanling Flower] can only be called a foundation-building spiritual object, but not a treasure medicine, the gap between the two is very large.
Foundation-building spiritual objects are only spiritual objects that can work on foundation-building monks, and some of the best treasure medicines have magical effects, to the point where even the Purple Mansion will covet them.
The two put away the spiritual water of heaven and earth, and then took out Li Xizhi's letter and read it carefully.
Li Qinghong stood with a gun, his spiritual consciousness swept and he could see clearly, his silver teeth bit lightly, and said in a deep voice:
"One hundred and twenty spirit stones? Crazy, why does heaven and earth aura want such a price?! Blatantly blackmailing my family!"
Saying this, Li Qinghong looked at his silent brother, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart, and said a little tentatively:
"I still have to make up for Zhi'er......"
Li Yuanjiao gently put away the letter, gritted his teeth, raised his eyebrows, and looked gloomy:
"Minato... The sale of the spiritual objects in the clan must also be made up for Zhi'er!"
He paused and said in a deep voice:
"How many spirit stones are there at home!"
Li Yuanping on the side stepped forward and replied:
"There are more than eighty more."
Li Yuanping finished speaking and quickly emphasized:
"The day of paying the offering is not long in coming, brother! I already gave Qingxiao a spirit stone, but now it is already difficult to take it out and use it anymore!"