"The Xiao family has a letter."
An Siwei held it in both hands and presented a light blue letter, which Li Qinghong took and only felt that it was soft, like silk.
"A kind of spiritual cloth used for writing letters... The Xiao family is worthy of being an immortal race.'
An Siwei bowed and stepped back, Li Qinghong opened the small letter, and saw the top and said:
"Gui Tu Bai: The Liao River is located in the Liao land in northern Yan, the Xiao family knows very little, [Liaohe Temple] has never heard of it, only heard of the cold and bitter Liao land, Buddhism has since begun, there are many ascetics, the scriptures are the strictest, practitioners are often not allowed to enter, and there are no great supernatural powers.'
"Now the seven phases of Buddhism and cultivation are very different from the laws of Liao."
"Yan Bei."
Li Qinghong put away the letter, rubbing the handle of the gun, and suddenly saw a fluctuation in the formation, and the young man in black stepped in and landed on the top of the mountain.
"Qinghong."
"Brother!"
Seeing Li Yuanjiao fall straight down, Li Qinghong knew that he should have come with a mirror, and handed over the small letter in his hand, Li Yuanjiao looked at it with a calm face and said softly:
"I will meet him when I go down the mountain."
The two of them rode the wind out of the formation, and the monk was carrying a piece of mahogany, using his hand as a knife, cracking into several pieces, polishing it finely, and the ground was full of broken wood, slowly drifting away in the wind.
Seeing a man and a woman falling at the foot of the mountain, the man in the black robe was gloomy and serious, and the woman in white was heroic.
"The little monk Kong Heng, I have seen the Taoist priest!"
Li Yuanjiao's face was calm and he replied:
"Under Li Yuanjiao, if the master has something to ask for, he can say it."
Kong Heng bowed and spoke:
"I can't be a [master], the little monk has been traveling since then, and I just hope to stay as a guest for a while and act as a guest minister."
Li Yuanjiao smiled, stared at Kong Heng's calm and clear little eyes, and said politely:
"The eminent monk was born in a large temple, my family is small, I am afraid I have neglected the eminent monk, half a month to the east from here, it is the Xiao family of the immortal clan, why not go there to take a look."
Kong Heng shook his head helplessly, and had to say:
"The monk hopes to practice under the nobles for a while, and if there is anything that the monk can reach, please ask the Taoist priest to give orders."
Li Yuanjiao saw that he didn't know what to do, so he insisted on staying, and suddenly froze, Li Qinghong behind him raised his willow eyebrows and said softly and hardly:
"If you don't explain your intentions clearly, how dare my family keep you?"
Kong Heng lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows, and replied:
"The monk has a calamity, he should be a nobleman, please rest assured, the monk does not practice the seven phases......"
After saying something unclear, Li Qinghong and Li Yuanjiao refused to give up, but they heard a thunderous sound sounding in the sky:
"Boom!"
Deep black clouds jumped from the town, screams came one after another, and the clouds quickly wandered around the town, gushing along the streets and alleys, and several rampant sly laughter came.
Li Yuanjiao's chest was hot, his expression was gloomy, and he shouted:
"Demon cultivator!"
With a twist in his hand, a talisman had already flown out of his cuffs, soaring into the sky, lighting up with crimson fire in the sky, and in an instant, the formation of the five mountains of the Li family opened one after another, and various colored barriers appeared in the mountains.
He pressed his hand on the [Green Ruler Sword], and quickly became suspicious, his eyes lingered on the monk's equally suspicious face for a moment, and he said fearfully:
"Shi Xiu has always been good at calculating, but this empty balance has a demon cultivator as soon as it comes... Could it be intentional, for some reasons that can't be done!'
His gaze only paused for a short time before he heard a loud shout:
"Hahaha, the reaction is pretty fast!"
The demonic energy at the front was already coming towards him, and only a high-pitched and rough cry came from the mist, wisps of white air flowing, and there were plenty of figures.
It turned out that a black-clothed demon cultivator strode out, his cultivation was the peak of qi training, and he didn't even stand still in front of Li Yuanjiao, he was greeted with a palm, and said with a smile:
"Where is Li Xuanxuan's rats? It's so hard to bully me, Qiu wants to get it back now!"
Li Yuanjiao had long heard Li Xuan preach about one or two things that happened in the market, and immediately reacted, his heart was cold, knowing that this person's practice was extraordinary, and this white qi was devastating flesh and blood, and it was extremely difficult to deal with.
The green ruler sword in his hand jumped out, and the awe-inspiring sword arc exploded, and the sword energy collided with the white qi, consuming several white qi and forcing the face of the demon cultivator surnamed Qiu.
"Foundation Building Weapon?!"
Seeing that his invincible spell was deflated, the demon cultivator was not surprised but happy, laughed, and a greedy color immediately appeared between his eyes, and a palm shattered the sword qi that flew in front of him, and said with a smile:
"As expected of a sword immortal family, qi cultivators have foundation-building magic tools in their hands, which is really luxurious!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a thunderous explosion:
"Boom!"
But Li Qinghong made a move silently, [Du Ruo Gun] broke out of the air with a purple dragon Qingying and smashed heavily, the white gas in the hand of the monk surnamed Qiu gathered, and a palm hit the side of the gun, making a violent explosion.
"Another foundation-building magic weapon!"
Li Qinghong's brother Li Yuanyun died at the hands of this person, and he didn't say a word with a calm face at the moment, but he fought hard, his marksmanship was smooth, and he hit this person one after another.
The demon cultivator surnamed Qiu didn't know that the mortal who was casually killed was her own brother, but he could also see the deep hatred on the female cultivator's face in front of him, which resolved her offensive with contemptuous eyes:
"Really, I am the group of [Blood Mo Dharma Books] spawned by the trash who can only run away and not fight, can't I? It's just thunder, what can you do to me? If you use any spell, I am afraid of you for three points..."
That being said, in fact, he also had a slight headache against Li Qinghong, plus Li Yuanjiao on the side came over with a sword, and could only carry the attacks of the two of them, and only had defensive power for a while.
But he was not the only demon cultivator who came, and several figures appeared from the billowing demonic smoke, all of them were covered in red and black light, laughing wildly.
"Master Qiu, you are just a seventh layer qi training and a sixth level of qi training, can this be difficult for you?"
One of the demon cultivators in this group of demon cultivators held a red magic weapon mirror, practiced six layers of qi cultivation, leaped forward, laughed loudly, and joked, but it was the three people who bypassed the melee and clasped it on Yuting Mountain with a palm.
The large formation on Yuting Mountain was left over from the An family back then, and its power could only be regarded as decent in qi training, like water flowing, creating waves of ripples in everyone's attacks.
The hammers, mirrors, and shields used by these five people, as well as one person holding a rather rare pagoda, were not sharp weapons for breaking the formation and destroying the temple.
Under the attack of the two of them, the pressure increased sharply for a while, and when he saw this scene, he immediately cursed:
"Fucking Zhang Huaide! I'm fighting to the death here, but you went on the offensive, wouldn't it be beautiful to work together to kill these two people and divide the items! What a fool!"
Zhang Huaide shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said with a smile:
"Boss, wait a minute, I will break through this formation and come back to help you!"
The big fat of Yuting Mountain was right in front of him, no one would gnaw on those two hard bones, so naturally he took advantage of his inability to pull out his hand to divide Yuting Mountain first.
"Although Li Chijing and Li Tongya died one after another, who knows how many means the Li family still has to press the bottom of the box?"
Zhang Huaide's abacus crackled, smiled coldly, and said secretly:
"Grab some property, forget it, once these two are in a hurry, what magical power talismans, what talismans, swords, and jade orders are sacrificed, killing these little demon cultivators like me is like killing an ant......"
Zhang Huaide practiced secret techniques, and his perception was extraordinary, but as soon as he saw the [Green Ruler Sword] in Li Yuanjiao's hand, he felt a chill in his eyebrows, and he had already flinched, and his heart was full of just thinking about grabbing one and running away.
Just as he was thinking in his heart, he saw several streamers rising in the distance, coming across the sky, and the leader, with a big shiny bald head, dressed in a fur coat, cursed:
"The little demon cultivator actually violated my Immortal Mountain, do you want to test the sharpness of the Immortal Sword?"
This person is An Jiyan, who is currently in the cultivation of the eighth layer of qi training, and he is already sweating profusely with anxiety, his current descendants An Siming and An Siwei are in the Yuting Mountain formation, and at the moment, regardless of the three, seven, and twenty-one, a spell in his mind will smash over.
Zhang Huaide was unceremonious, and as soon as he pinched it in his hand, a blood-colored magic light flew out, abruptly defusing many of his spells, and said with a smile:
"Ridiculous! There is only one cultivation in the air!"
An Yuyan was already at the eighth level of qi training, while Zhang Huaide only had a sixth level of qi cultivation, but the "Blood Massage Law Book" was exquisite, and this Zhang Huaide mastered many secret methods, so he immediately became one with him.
Li Xuanxuan's face was tense, and he followed closely behind, holding a big axe, practicing qi with seven layers of cultivation, the decoration on his body looked like a direct monk, followed by an old monkey with four layers of qi training, which looked quite bluffing.
The demon cultivators below looked at each other, and met a demon cultivator with five layers of qi training with a bite of the bullet, and after taking a few moves, the apprehension on his face immediately turned into ridicule, and replied:
"What a big person I thought it was!"
Then the two streamers were Tian Jia's uncle and nephew and Xu Gongming coming to help, all three of them were in the early stage of qi training, and they were able to resist a demon cultivator in the early stage of qi training.
The remaining two demon cultivators looked at each other, seeing that they could not break through the Jade Court, they did not hesitate to abandon this large formation and attack the Tian family's uncle and nephew together.
"Harm!"
Kong Heng, who was left on the ground by everyone, sighed, and the Zen staff in his hand stood tall, and he actually rose up in the wind as a mere monk, his hands glowing with golden light, and sighed:
"Don't commit murder!"
So, the Zen staff with the copper ring jingled and danced at high speed, enveloping the two demon cultivators inside, emitting bursts of golden light in their hands.
The two demon cultivators were shocked and shouted:
"Master Master?!"
Shi Xiu was not an immortal cultivator, he had to wait until the mage to ride the wind, and his strength at this time was already comparable to that of the middle stage of foundation building, which immediately scared the two of them enough to choke, and the blood light on their bodies rose, and they each distanced themselves.
However, this golden light only forced their bloodlight back, and the two of them were stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, one of them held a large shield and shouted:
"I was talking about how Ren could fly, and I was thinking about the mage, who was originally driving a magic weapon!"
The other person's face was quite similar to his, and he cursed, shouting:
"Ren... You are such a fool! The adult said it in official language!"
These two people had loud voices, and Kong Heng was stunned for a moment, his eyes opened slightly, and he said in surprise:
"Zhao people!"
It's just that the two of them came up with magic weapons again, and Kong Heng hurriedly propped up the Zen staff in his hand to block it, causing him to retreat again and again, and the shield holder said again:
"Agan! Don't be an enemy of the Buddha!"
The other person held the pagoda in his hand, silent, but his hand was also a little looser, the air balance was originally strong enough to resist one person, but now he actually retreated while fighting, so the stalemate was over.
"Two wastes!"
Zhang Huaide heard it clearly, and couldn't help but scold twice, and the beaten An Yuyan retreated again and again, while the monk surnamed Qiu became more and more sharp, but he could not get rid of the two of them.
Li Yuanjiao and Li Qinghong didn't have many opportunities to cooperate, they were a little rusty at first, but they became more and more skilled with the cooperation of the two compartments, Li Qinghong's thunder method broke the demon, Li Yuanjiao's sword qi was sharp, and the advantage became more and more obvious.
The monk surnamed Qiu was powerless, his technique was originally the most harmful magic weapon and body, and he had been invincible over the years, but he happened to meet two people who practiced qi cultivation in their hands, all of which were foundation-building magic weapons, and they couldn't be eroded no matter what, and they suddenly felt embarrassed.
His eyes swept across the field, his anxiety was much relieved, and his side had the upper hand in the rest of the places, so he immediately entangled the two of them and sneered:
"So what, the sword qi is inferior after all, how can you break my spell!"
As soon as these words fell, three more streamers came from the distance, naturally Xiao Guiluan and Mrs. Dou's two female scrolls, as well as the guest minister Li Qilang who defected.
Li Qilang practiced qi for three layers, with a simple appearance, and honestly followed behind, Xiao Guiluan's phoenix eyes swept on the field, and said decisively:
"First save Mr. Tian!"
Tian Zhongqing's uncle and nephew themselves practiced poor skills, and they didn't have any good magic tools and spells, and the magic of that demon cultivator was particularly powerful.
Tian Zhongqing even ate this demon cultivator's hammer, beating his internal organs hot, spitting blood from his mouth, his face flushed, his hands trembling, and he reluctantly spoke:
"Thank you!"
With the intervention of the three of them, the situation was reversed in an instant, Xiao Guiluan practiced the third-grade technique of the Xiao family, and the magic weapon Chang Ling in his hand was also quite powerful, and everyone worked together to beat the demon cultivator and shout for help.
Seeing this, Zhang Huaide couldn't hold back any longer, and slapped An Jiyan away with a slap on the trigger, and the blood in his hand was full of blood and raised high, condensing mana and brewing a red light.
"Peng!"
But a purple thunderbolt crossed over, knocking down his charged spell.
It turned out that with such a delay, Shamori, who was far away in Dongshanyue, also arrived, and now he was training for four layers, controlling the thunder in his hand, and turned to reinforce An Zhenyan.
Zhang Huaide was suddenly in a hurry, but An Yuyan in front of him received the thunder blessing of breaking the demon, and the defensive posture that was originally close to danger suddenly eased, and it was even more difficult to break.
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"Zhang Mutong! Be more agile!"
When Zhang Huaide called out, this would suppress Li Xuanxuan and the old monkey's mid-stage qi training demon cultivator Zhang Mutong was also anxious, and used several spells in a row, and the blood and light flowed in the air.
But Li Xuanxuan in front of him looked in danger, but he inexplicably held on while vomiting blood, but he couldn't recover for a while, and was greeted by the old monkey from behind, which made Zhang Huaide call him a stupid bird.
Li Qinghong watched the situation gradually stabilize, and looked at his brother, Li Yuanjiao immediately understood, raised his sword and moved forward, while Li Qinghong pinched it in his hand and summoned a purple light.
"[Purple Fu Yuan Guang Secret Method]!"
This is naturally one of the two secret methods in "Purple Thunder Secret Yuan Gong", originally lost its name, Li Qinghong studied for many years, and gradually mastered the subtleties of it, so he took a name himself.
At that moment, he put his hands together, rubbed them gently, summoned a ray of rich purple light, and then used the void as a talisman to outline for a moment.
When the monk surnamed Qiu saw such a posture, he was immediately shocked, put his hands together, and pushed out a fluffy white gas, shouting:
"Grandma's, these are serious! Zhang Huaide! Don't hide it anymore!"
That Zhang Huaide's face was gloomy, he stroked the robe on his chest, the cuffs were windless and automatic, and the soaring blood light came out of him, and he said in a deep voice:
"Fellow Taoists! Protect the Dharma for me!"