"Can my family make a profit from it?"
Li Xuanxuan just asked, secretly beating drums and hoping in his heart, fearing the Purple Mansion on one hand, and greedy for profit on the other, he said in a low voice:
"[Dongli Sect] was also a prominent Immortal Sect back then, not to mention the spiritual water, spiritual fire, and spiritual energy outside this grotto-heaven, which one is not a rare thing?"
"Can you send a few Keqing foreign surnames to grab it from those scattered cultivators around the cave house, if you can grab one or two of them, it will be of great benefit to the family's development in the future!"
Li Qinghong listened to him finish speaking, Liu raised her eyebrows lightly, and said softly:
"It's hard to say, if you really want to involve my family, whether it is a foreign surname or a guest minister, it is no different from the direct line..."
Li Qinghong continued:
"What's more, what kind of spiritual water and spiritual fire did these foreign guest ministers get, where would they honestly hand it over, and it would be good to escape between heaven and earth..."
Li Xuanxuan suddenly had nothing to say, and then saw Li Qinghong and said:
"Naturally, it is impossible for my own family to take risks, although Chu Yi entered the cave heaven, but who can guarantee that he can finish the soup and leave on the periphery? Maybe as soon as I arrived at Dongli Mountain, I lost my heart..."
"There is nothing to covet as a casual cultivator, it's just a try, my family is different."
Li Qinghong thought for two breaths and said softly:
"My family can't enter Dongli Mountain to take risks, but there are many people who are willing to enter the mountain... Bears hunt deer, sparrows steal food, and harriers can't rush in, can't they benefit from sparrows?"
Li Qinghong took out a map from the storage bag and pointed to Dongli Mountain:
"Dongli Mountain is located on the border of Yufu County, and the north and south sides are large counties, and the clans of the nobles are all over the place.
"If the scattered cultivators get the treasure out of the mountain, they will definitely not go west, north, south, and north, the best direction is the east, and they will flee straight to the Ziyanmen land boundary with loose control."
"The strength of the Purple Smoke Sect is already weak, and at the moment it is busy dividing the treasures in the grotto-heaven, the territory is empty, and there is not enough manpower..."
Li Qinghong was about seven or eighty percent sure, and said aloud:
"If I were a scattered cultivator who got the treasure, I would definitely flee to the east, and when I left the Ziyan Land Realm, I would leave along the edge of Shanji County, enter the estuary of the great river, and go incognito in the East China Sea to establish Taoism..."
Li Xuanxuan twisted his beard and was silent for a while, and said in a low voice
"Qinghong means: ambush on the boundary of Ziyanmen?"
"No."
Li Qinghong's eyebrows were full of interest, and he said with a smile:
"At the mouth of the river! Ziyanmen is so close to Dongli Mountain, it is too dangerous, Qinghong takes a trip to the river with a mirror, the immortal mirror can peek into thousands of miles, which foundation can catch me? Which qi practice can beat me?"
"Now the eyes of the Purple Mansion are all on Dongli Mountain, the place where it enters the sea is tortuous, under the rule of the Xiuyue Sect, I will wait around there, if I can wait, I will make money, and if I can't wait, it is not a loss, but it is a matter of more than ten days..."
Li Xuanxuan sounded like a good idea, but he was old and cowardly, and his little courage had long been worn away in the calamity of Fangshi, his lips moved twice, and he was silent.
Li Qinghong glanced at his face, and immediately understood, so he had to purse his red lips lightly and stop talking.
"Uncle Xuanxuan is already too old to look good, and he has wandered between life and death several times, and he has long been tired... I'm afraid there is no intention of enterprising.'
Li Qinghong thought to herself, was silent for two breaths, and sure enough, she saw Li Xuanxuan:
"Jiao'er's life and death are uncertain in seclusion, if you have any strengths and weaknesses, the family will be broken! What's more... If you want to use the treasure of the town clan, I'm afraid it's inappropriate."
"Okay... The juniors are taught."
Li Qinghong smiled disappointedly and replied:
"But don't rush... I heard that this grotto-heaven has not yet been opened, and I don't know how many people are waiting..."
Li Qinghong gently clasped her hands and was about to retreat, but she saw that the ground was clear and bright, the gurgling water calmed down, and the north wind in the sky swarmed, blowing the dark clouds in the courtyard clean.
"Boom!"
There was a muffled sound in the clear sky, the sky suddenly darkened, and the clear water in the courtyard jumped up from the ground, cracking the ground one after another, getting into the stone crevices, and disappearing.
"Brother! Brother has broken through!"
Li Qinghong was stunned for a moment, and then saw the stone door of the cave open with a bang, and a gust of north wind blew out, stirring up a blue-gray mist, and Li Xuanxuan also stood up excitedly and took a few steps forward.
Sure enough, I saw a young man in black walking out of the gray mist, carrying a sword behind him, and stepping out with a smile on his face, his eyebrows were full of joy.
"[Vast Sea], it's done!"
Li Yuanjiao's voice was rare joy and refreshment, and the emotions that had been suppressed for many years were finally vented, and there was a little more emotion in his heart to live up to his trust, looking at his father and sister in the courtyard, he smiled and said:
"I have forged the immortal foundation and become a monk in the early stage of foundation building!"
When Li Xuanxuan saw his appearance, he laughed out loud, took a step forward, and said happily:
"My family's Jiao'er is naturally stable when building a foundation! Now that my family has added such combat power, I can move many things that I didn't dare to do before."
Li Yuanjiao shook his head gently, with a look of happiness on his face, recalling the various difficulties he had encountered in the retreat in the past few years, and faintly broke out in a cold sweat behind him, and replied:
"Father said it easily, but in fact, Yuanjiao died nine times... If you are not lucky and young, I am afraid you will not be able to survive this life and death catastrophe."
Li Xuanxuan thought that Li Yuanjiao would at least come naturally, but he never thought that he would look like the rest of his life after the disaster, and replied in a daze:
"How could it be... If even you are so difficult, there are still a few people in the family who can build a foundation!"
"There are few, my father should think of foundation building too simple... Let's see how many people died in the Fei family and the Yu family on the foundation..."
Li Yuanjiao shook his head, but Li Qinghong on the side felt that there was nothing, looked around his brother, and said with a smile:
"How does my brother feel? How different is there from my grandfather back then?"
Li Yuanjiao put away his smile and said seriously:
"This is exactly what I was puzzled about..."
After he said this, he slowly stretched out his hand, the black robe fluttered gently in the wind, the immortal base in his body was moving, and the sound of a rumbling waterfall suddenly sounded in the ears of the three of them.
"Wow!"
A blue-gray spring water gushed out from the cracks in the floor tiles and stones, circling around the soles of the three people's feet, climbing up along Li Yuanjiao's robe, and instantly turning into a dragon snake with teeth and claws, layers of scales clearly visible, circling beside him.
Li Yuanjiao said softly:
"I have cultivated the Immortal Foundation, and I do not have the ability to [Condense Fu Water], but I have obtained another mystery, which should be called [Jiao Zhi Hu Hai]..."
He looked strange and continued:
"This miracle can listen to the language of water beasts, be friendly with underwater monsters, spread clouds and rain, and induce water veins..."
Li Qinghong was stunned, and a word inexplicably rose in her heart, muttering:
"[Jing Dragon King]?!"
Li Yuanjiao nodded approvingly and said in a deep voice:
"I also think this path is closer to [Jing Dragon King] than [Vast Sea]...... But everyone knows that this is just a different name for the immortal foundation! [Jing Dragon King] is the ancient name of the vast sea......"
"What's more!"
Li Yuanjiao slowly frowned and said the question that worried him the most:
"I compared my uncle's description back then, after condensing the [Vast Sea], there was no improvement as he said, and the recovery speed of the primeval essence and the sea of qi were only half of my uncle's..."
Li Tongya was able to exert such a suppressive power among the same ranks, not only relying on that "Yue Que Sword Classic", but also related to his staggering primeval essence recovery speed.
Even the treasure medicine [Huazhi Fruit] that was able to take the treasure medicine in the end always insisted on dying without exploding his body, and he also relied on the deep power of [Vast Sea]...
Now these two crucial mysteries are not as good as Li Tongya, which immediately reduced Li Yuanjiao's excitement, and he thought about it for a while and sighed:
"Maybe this is the [Jing Dragon King]! There is a difference from [Vast Sea] after all!"
"Is it that medicine?"
Li Qinghong asked in a low voice, and the three of them suddenly fell silent together.
Li Qinghong watched Li Yuanjiao go out of the customs, and the plan in her heart suddenly had confidence, introduced the changes in the family, and talked about the previous plan with a smile, and asked:
"What do you think, brother?"
Li Yuanjiao nodded and said softly:
"This matter is feasible, but the magical power is strange, do you know if it is vaguely influenced or from the heart?"
Li Qinghong hesitated:
"According to the talisman at home... It shouldn't be affected..."
"Not necessarily..."
Li Yuanjiao was suspicious by nature, obviously thoughtful, and said in a low voice:
"In my opinion, this talisman can resist supernatural powers, but it requires direct blessings from supernatural powers to stimulate it.
"If not, why does my uncle always say that he has been guided by supernatural powers many times? Why is Uncle Xuanling inexplicably going to Luoxia Mountain? It's related to fate!"
Li Yuanjiao broke through the foundation building, comprehended many wonders, and his vision was also very different, and all kinds of things that he had not understood before now appeared in his heart one by one, Li Qinghong frowned when he heard this, and asked:
"If that's the case, everyone will be carried away by fate, and where else in the world can there be a few things that dare to do!"
"Who says it's not... The Purple Mansion should not have such great magical powers, otherwise there would be no Xiao family, but my family has only been tortured by the Purple Mansion twice, and it is inevitable that I will be afraid."
Li Qinghong glanced at the two of them, gritted her teeth and said:
"If you don't become a purple mansion, you will be an ant after all!"
Li Xuanxuan sighed, the more decadent his old face became, Li Yuanjiao gently and skillfully lifted the sword in his waist, after all, he had just broken through the foundation, and the depression that had been suppressed for many years exploded overnight, and replied:
"Don't be too afraid, because you choke on food."
Li Qinghong hurriedly looked over, and Li Yuanjiao replied:
"Tell the sacrifice to the Dharma, clarify your mind, if you are correct, you can go."
Li Xuanxuan listened for a while, but he couldn't let go, his hands were shaking violently, and the flames and demonic energy in the market always appeared in his mind, and he couldn't stop sighing.
He was physically and mentally exhausted during the catastrophe in the market, and he was trembling all these years, always dreaming of Li Tongya and Li Mutian, and often woke up when he practiced, and his heart was full of anxiety.
Seeing that the two juniors had sacrificed the Dharma mirror and confirmed that it was correct, Li Xuanxuan sat in a daze in his position and said tiredly:
"Qinghong stays, just let Jiao'er go alone."
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Dongli Mountain.
Dongli Mountain is a rare mountain in the north of Yue, most of which are maple trees, and the red all over the mountains at this time of year is dotted with streamers floating by from time to time, which is quite beautiful.
There are not many monsters in Dongli Mountain, the Qingchi Sect surrounded the mountain a hundred years ago, and entered on time, leaving a large number of forbidden formations when the Dongli Sect was destroyed, and it was also a good place for the experienced children of the three sects and seven gates, even the peak master level figures would enter from time to time to look for spiritual objects.
At this moment, there were streamers all over the mountain, and before the grotto-heaven descended, there were already a large number of scattered cultivators and demonic cultivators flowing, and from time to time there were streamers rushing into the mountain, exploring in the Forbidden Formation.
The sky over Dongli Mountain was cloudless and quite clear, and a person stepped out of the void, wearing a light gold armor, holding a halberd in his hand, and a jade seal on his waist.
The Purple Mansion monk stood in the air for a while, and another person broke out of the air, dressed in gold, although the robe on his body was loose, he could also see that it was a woman, wearing a curtain hat, and the white gauze hung down, making it impossible to see her face clearly.
"It's a long night."
The female cultivator of the Purple Mansion called out, and the element turned her head, glanced at her with a calm gaze, and replied:
"It turns out to be Qiushui Zhenren, congratulations to the real person for cultivating magical powers and breaking through the late stage of Zifu."
The female cultivator was silent, the two Purple Mansion monks stood quietly, both silently looking at the grotto-heaven that was floating in the void, and the element said softly:
"Senior Dongli has worked hard to hide it for so many years, but it was finally torn off, after all, it is Luoxia Mountain, and now the Taoist gate of the world that has appeared in the world, only Luoxia holds the cow's ear..."
The female cultivator of the Purple Mansion listened silently to him, and added four words briefly and powerfully:
"The Taoist Gate of the World."
The two Purple Mansions were chatting with each other, and the Qingchi Sect's Xiaguang Cloud Boat had already broken through the heavy clouds and slowly descended on Dongli Mountain, shining brightly around them.
Li Xizhi stood on the big boat, looked at the monks below, and said in a low voice:
"It's another bloody storm, I don't know how many monks died in the demonic plague, and now that it's like this, I don't know how many monks are left in Yue..."
"Brother Zhi doesn't know anything."
Li Xizhi stared down, and Yang Xiaoer on the side looked at him with a smile:
"For the three sects and seven gates, there is always no shortage of scattered cultivators, how vast is the East China Sea? As long as the monks guarding the coast relax a little, hundreds of monks from the East China Sea will be greedy for the wealth of the country and will rush in to become casual monks."
Yang Xiao'er glanced at the people on the left and right, and said with her divine consciousness:
"The monks of the Yue Kingdom want to go out when they get the treasure, there are no three sects and seven gates in the East China Sea to suppress it, it is natural to establish a sect, the monks of the East China Sea are used to wanting to come in, after all, not every place can grow something with a handful of spiritual rice..."
Li Xizhi nodded after hearing this, and said softly:
"I heard that the Changxiaomen was moved in the past two hundred years, and the seven gates can be more or less, they can be moved or dispersed, but only the three sects have always been suppressed."
Yang Xiaoer seemed to suddenly remember something and wondered:
"It's just... The ancestor of Brother Zhi... But called Li Mutian? It is said that he followed my ancestor to conquer Shanyue..."
Li Xizhi's heart suddenly sounded like a bell, and a careless look appeared on his face, and he said softly and skillfully:
"Not bad."