Li Yuanjiao's face turned slightly pale, and he took an elixir to remove cold poison and condition the true essence, his face looked much better, and Li Qinghong on the side consumed a lot of money, and also took medicine to regulate his breath.
Although he was slightly injured, Li Yuanjiao still had a smile on his face, and the storage bag in his hand was shining brightly, full of runes, and it didn't look like an ordinary thing, and said with a smile:
"This demon cultivator looks extraordinary, he is also a member of Zhang Huaide and Qiu Ji, he is a core figure, different from those little demon cultivators, I am afraid he will gain a lot this time."
As he spoke, Li Yuanjiao did not open the storage bag easily, but held it in his hand and played with it, Li Xuanxuan said with some concern:
"Jiao'er, how is your injury?"
"It's okay, just let Gui Luan adjust for me for two days, and after a few months of stable cultivation, I can break through the ninth layer."
The meaning of the words is that it is a pill, the old monkey followed and flew behind, so he didn't say it, the three of them and a monkey flew silently for a while, Li Yuanjiao suddenly stopped, and said softly:
"I found it!"
At his feet was a small tribe of fetal breath, the demon correction killed happily, Li Yuanjiao fell in the wind, and slashed with a sword.
After a while, a fetal breath demon cultivator was brought back, who had already cut off his limbs, and a lonely and smooth body, his eyes widened, crying out for mercy.
Li Yuanjiao's eyes were bright, unmoved, he just threw him to the ground, and then smashed the storage bag of the qi cultivator on his face, and ordered:
"Open it with spiritual consciousness."
The demon cultivator obediently did as he said, the mouth of the storage bag was slightly loose, and he poured out a lot of items, and there was no marking spell activated, and it seemed that there was no backhand.
Li Yuanjiao didn't bother to see if this demon cultivator was marked for revenge, and stepped on his head in the midst of begging for mercy, and burned it clean with pyrotechnique, picking up the storage bag and many spiritual objects.
All this was only a few dozen breaths, and it was simply solved, Li Qinghong held the gun to adjust his breath, as if he had not heard it, Li Xuanxuan frowned and interjected:
"You don't have to cut a stick... He will be fine with a sword, why bother like this, there will be blood everywhere."
"It's easier to worry, you don't have to guard against what talisman he uses."
Li Yuanjiao rummaged through the storage bag and checked the harvest, and soon he had crossed the various families and reached the edge of the Yu family's territory.
The Yu family's Milin County was already surrounded by fireworks, full of devastation, streamers and spells collided with each other, and smoke billowed.
Li Xuanxuan stopped and looked for a while, and said in a low voice:
"Yu Yufeng to Yu Chengyi has only been four generations, and it has already declined to this point, and it is difficult to return!"
"Who said it wasn't?"
Li Qinghong held the gun, stared at the bright extinguishing fire in the county, and replied:
"The family started from the beginning, and the ancestors were either talented and scheming, or hearty and generous, knowing how to make good use of people, or being cautious and resourceful, suspicious and cruel, in order to stand out."
"The first generation of the establishment of the industry, the second generation of the success, most of them are far inferior to the predecessors."
"Future generations are indulging in pleasure, indulging in cultivation, and do not know the warmth and coldness of the world.
Li Yuanjiao looked at the sword and said in a muffled voice:
"My family's great-grandfather has gone through four generations so far, and Xiyue is already the fifth generation."
He turned around and suddenly asked:
"Are there any people in the children and grandchildren who are comparable to the great-grandfather and great-grandfather?"
Li Qinghong never thought that the topic would suddenly become so heavy, and quickly smiled:
"Brother is joking, there are generations of circumstances, so there is no need to compare."
Li Xuanxuan listened to the discussion between the brother and sister along the way, without saying a word, entered Lijing Town and went to the peak to draw talismans, while Li Yuanjiao and Li Qinghong fell to the main hall together and divided the many spoils with Li Yuanping.
The Fetal Breath Monk's storage bag had ten pieces, and he filled the treasury with spiritual objects and magic weapons, leaving only more than forty spirit stones, which were added to the clan treasury, finally filling the vacancy left by the spirit stones left for Li Qingxiao Yushan.
Pouring out the savings of the qi cultivation demon cultivator, there were as many as twenty light spirit stones alone, and Li Yuanjiao was about to hand it over to Yuanping again, so he frowned and said:
"Brother and sister always want some! All of them are handed over to the clan, where did they get their food for cultivation? Brother needs to build a foundation now, think more about yourself."
Li Yuanjiao brothers and sisters looked at each other, one and a half were divided, each took a few bottles of useful elixirs, and most of the rest were magic skills, Li Yuanjiao picked and chose, looked at them one by one, and finally his eyes lit up, and said with a smile:
"There is a fourth-grade spell."
Most of the spells widely circulated by Wu Yue are of the first and second ranks or even do not enter the stream, and most of the third and fourth ranks are secretly hidden by the family, and then they are owned by the Immortal Sect Immortal Sect, as soon as they heard this, everyone immediately gathered around, Li Yuanjiao read it carefully, and replied:
"Strange thing! It is the fourth-grade spell of the Wu Kingdom's small sect [Tu Jun Sect], called: [Tu Jun Kui Guang], using different cold air and cold water to practice, you need nine cold air or three cold water to get started, and Dacheng requires ninety-nine and eighty-one!"
"On weekdays, these cold air and cold water sacrifices are practiced into the index finger of the left hand, and the [Tu Jun Kui Guang] is released with a pinching technique, which can hinder the operation of the enemy's magic power.
After Li Yuanjiao finished speaking, Li Qinghong took it and read it carefully, sighed regretfully, and said softly:
"I can't use it, thunder belongs to fire, the most broken yin and cold, let alone sacrifice practice into the index finger."
Li Yuanjiao nodded, his own practice of "Jianghe One Qi Technique" and "Cold Truffle Snow Technique" several inheritances are quite consistent with this technique, and the qi collection [Cold Pine Snow Qi] of "Cold Truffle Snow Technique" can be used as a cold air sacrifice to practice this technique.
"There is still a spiritual water of heaven and earth [Earth Evil Cold Spring] at home, which can be used."
"[Tu Junmen] ......"
Li Yuanjiao only felt familiar and wondered:
"It seems that the old monkey practiced in this sect, and it was mentioned in the "White Monkey Travels" that the exercises of this sect were cold, the ancestors were too broad, and there were several secret methods, which were later destroyed by demon cultivators, and finally passed on to us and others."
This spell requires many different cold air and cold water, nine kinds are considered entry, it is a bit difficult to practice, Li Yuanjiao will save it for the time being, planning to inquire about which ones have cold air, and practice slowly.
……
Li Yuanjiao retreated for half a year, stabilized his cultivation, took the pills at home, easily broke through the ninth layer of qi training, and finally built a foundation.
Now that he broke through the barrier and asked carefully, most of the monks in the family had gone to retreat and practice.
This time, the Demon Calamity Clan was much more prosperous, and a lot of the clan salaries owed were also paid, and everyone either made progress at the critical moment of life and death, or had savings to buy elixirs, and each broke through.
After this period of demonic disaster fighting, Li Qinghong's cultivation has also improved greatly, but it is especially heavy in the later stage of qi training, and it has not yet broken through the eighth layer.
Li Yuanjiao was out of the customs, the servant had already sent the letter, it turned out to be a letter from Guyan Temple, Chen Donghe finally collected a copy of [Jinyang Huangyuan], Li Yuanjiao was immediately overjoyed, took Li Qinghong to take care of the house, and went west by himself.
Traveling with joy, when he crossed [Xiping Mountain], the rolling golden sand swept in, and Li Yuanjiao fell in front of the Guyan Temple, his face suddenly becoming much uglier.
The ancient city wall, which used to stretch for thousands of miles, has now collapsed in several pieces and has been divided into three or four sections, and the existing city wall is also mottled and full of cracks.
Chen Donghe's face was still pale, and he looked like he had not recovered from old injuries and added new ones, flew in front of him, and spoke:
"Young master!"
Li Yuanjiao pointed to the city wall, frowned and said nothing, Chen Donghe replied:
"It's a demon cultivator."
"This year, there are often demon cultivators who cross the border, most of them ride the wind, and some of them are greedy and besiege the Guyan Temple... During the battle, this ancient city wall was affected from time to time, and it became what it is now."
Chen Donghe sighed and continued:
"The reason why this [Golden Yang Huangyuan] was delayed for more than half a year is because of this, the city wall collapsed, and it could have been used for three people to collect air, but now it can only accommodate two people..."
Li Yuanjiao suddenly felt a headache, this is not a good thing to repair, [Jin Yang Huangyuan] is to ask for an ancient pass, if he repairs it again, maybe he will destroy this gas collection place.
"Could it be that you still have to send someone to protect you!"
But the combat power of their own direct line is already small, and it is very dangerous to protect and delay their practice here.
"This place is too dilapidated, and the gas extraction efficiency is very low, it seems that someone else will be sent out to look for it again..."
He immediately took the jade box handed over by Chen Donghe, opened the jade box gently, saw the golden light flowing inside, a piece of red gold, and nodded and said:
"Does my aunt know about my uncle? After all, he is an uncle, so he can go back to the clan... Worship once."
Chen Donghe understood the meaning of his words: 'You can go back to the clan', which means that this [Jinyang Huangyuan] still has to be collected, Chen Donghe is such an interesting person, he said gently at the moment:
"Please send her back, this anger is getting more and more difficult to pick, Donghe has to hurry up, so he won't go."
Li Yuanjiao nodded silently and sent someone to invite Li Jingtian, and soon the servants came to report back, saying that Li Jingtian refused to return home, so he only worshipped from afar and changed into white clothes, which was considered to be a courtesy.
Chen Donghe sighed slightly and bowed slightly to Li Yuanjiao, which was considered an apology.
Li Yuanjiao understood the meaning, so he had to leave the elixir and food, riding the wind in the long smoke and setting sun, and disappeared alone in the yellow smoke.
It wasn't until Li Yuanjiao disappeared into the sky that Chen Donghe straightened up, sat down against the city wall, stared at the slowly falling sunset, and suddenly felt lonely.
He is also an old man in his sixties, and as soon as Tian Youdao dies, there is one less person who can sit down and reminisce about the past, and he muttered:
"The sunset is blood red, the earth veins are surging, it seems that the fire veins have erupted again."
There are many fire veins in the desert, it is not a good place for mortals to live, Li Jingtian's body is getting worse day by day, and his personality is also a little stubborn.
"Xiao'er... Orphans and widows, I don't know how they are doing now......'
Years of desert life have made Chen Donghe's cultivation progress much slower, but he didn't care at all, just sat silently on the gray and white city, humming a song or two from his hometown.
……
Li Yuanjiao went home in a muffled voice, and sat on the bluestone for an hour before he felt that his mental strength had recovered, and his expression became vivid.
"Let him come up."
Li Yuanjiao waited for a moment, Li Xijun came up quickly in a brocade robe, and the magic weapon [Late Red Glaze] given to him was carefully inlaid into the jade ring, swaying and falling around his waist, which was quite beautiful.
"Xijun has seen Zhongfu."
Li Xijun clenched his fists, looking quite relaxed, Li Yuanjiao's spiritual consciousness swept over, immediately understood, and said softly:
"The five-layer jade capital wheel of fetal breath is hard work."
Li Xijun was sixteen years old, and it was when he was rising like the sun, his qualifications were worse than Li Ximing's, and Li Ximing, who came to the Xiao family, was almost condensed in Yujing.
Li Xijun said a few words modestly, Li Yuanjiao knew that he was here to ask for the pill, so he took out a jade bottle from the storage bag and handed it over.
When Li Xijun and Li Ximing took this pill, they would both be monks at the peak of fetal breath, but [Jin Yang Huangyuan] only had one copy, Li Yuanjiao organized his words and said softly:
"Jun'er, I only got one copy of the [Jinyang Huangyuan] at home, and there are some problems with the qi source in the desert, and I am afraid it will take more than ten years to wait for the next one..."
Li Xijun nodded slightly, looking a little surprised, it was his turn to be in the situation of his brother Li Xiyu, but his personality was completely different from his own brother Li Xiyu, and he said respectfully:
"Xijun is all at the command of the elders!"
Li Xijun lowered his sword eyebrows, paused for two breaths, and finally couldn't bear to look at the guilty expression of the elders, and said with a smile:
"Xijun loves the "Cold Truffle Snow Formula", which is elegant and dusty, cold and cold, suitable for walking with a sword."
""The Golden Temple Huang Yuan Jue" sounds like a landlord who suddenly got rich, and it is boring to practice."
Li Xijun made a joke, but Li Yuanjiao couldn't laugh, "Cold Truffle Snow Formula" is just a third-grade exercise, but "Golden Hall Huang Yuan Jue" is a fourth-grade ancient method.
Although Li Yuanjiao has thousands of emotions in his heart, he is not good at expressing it, he only sighs:
"After the breakthrough, stabilize your cultivation, then go down the mountain to get the [cold pine and snow qi] and prepare to break through."
took out the "Tu Jun Kui Guang" from the storage bag, handed it to Li Xijun as if compensation, and said in a rare and gentle voice:
"This is a new fourth-grade spell at home, you read it carefully, practice slowly, and come to me when you can store cold air and water."
The bottle of [Earth Evil Cold Spring] at home was not as renewable as [Cold Pine and Snow Qi], Li Yuanjiao had no intention of taking it out and using it, but later read this spell carefully, and the amount needed was not much, so he was willing to take it out and use it.
"Thank you, Uncle Zhong, for giving me the Dharma!"
Li Xijun nodded calmly, took the spell and read it carefully, then issued a Xuanjing Spirit Oath, clenched his fists and retreated, Li Yuanjiao came back to his senses, Fu Yuan wrote a letter, handed it to the servant, and said in a deep voice:
"Go to the peak and ask how the young master is doing, if he has broken through Yujing, he will come back quickly."
"No."
He took back the small letter, drew for a while, and ordered:
"Ask him to write a letter back, and I will pick him up in person."