Kong Tingyun stood in the air, the townspeople at the foot of the mountain were bustling, looking up at her one after another, not very scared, she looked around and asked:
"Your family's territory is not big, but the population is prosperous, and there are many monks with fetal breath and miscellaneous qi."
Li Xijun nodded in response, and Kong Tingyun reminded:
"The more people and monks the better, and they still need to be controlled."
Kong Tingyun was also kind, very tactful, Li Xijun also nodded and replied, and said softly:
"Thank you senior for reminding me that my family is already screening for spiritual apertures, and it is rare for ordinary talents to enter the walls of my house."
The two were talking, and the middle-aged man in Xuanyue Gate had already completed his investigation and came back in a calm tone:
"Lord Zhenfeng, the fire vein here is auspicious, it can be drawn out of the earth vein, and it will get a flat earth evil fire, which can refine tools and refine elixirs, and the qi collection will be slower."
"After all, it's by the lake, so it's not bad."
The middle-aged man stepped back, Kong Tingyun praised, and asked:
"If there is no problem, bring out this fire vein."
"Senior can arrange it."
Li Xijun bowed, Kong Tingyun tilted his head slightly, the middle-aged man had to give orders, and he became busy, his brother Li Xiyu stepped forward and asked a couple of questions, bowed to Kong Tingyun, and stepped back to contact the middle-aged man.
Li Xijun couldn't let Kong Tingyun wait at this end, so he politely led him to Qingdu Mountain, and as soon as Kong Tingyun sat down, he asked:
"I heard that there is a nobleman named Lei Xiu, who is still a sister, but I don't know if I have the chance to see it."
"Senior, Aunt Qinghong has already broken through the retreat and built the foundation."
Kong Tingyun whispered softly:
"It's a pity, in recent years, several thunder methods have appeared in the world, and there is also a thunder cultivator at home, and I, Xuan Yue, have also heard of it."
She paused and said with a smile:
"I made a bet with a few colleagues that Li Jialei should be the first to build the foundation, and now it seems that it is nine out of ten."
Li Xijun paid attention and didn't dare to say more to her, listening silently, but Kong Tingyun was very excited:
"That Qingchi Buzi should be a whim, the fate has arrived, in the past few years in the East China Sea, rarely come back, the East Fire Cave Heaven is all the end of the Golden Feather Sect."
"Qingchi Grotto-Heaven should not be able to stand it anymore, saying that he is going to send down a late Purple Mansion monk, called Sui Guan Zhenren, to suppress the sect."
Li Xijun nodded when he heard this, his heart was slightly shocked, his face was very relaxed, and he asked:
"In the late Purple Mansion... Shangzong is really profound."
"Of course it's deep."
Kong Tingyun curled her lips and said in a low voice:
"The thirty-six peaks of Qingchi have two or three monks who have successfully built the foundation every ten years, and in the past five hundred years, there have been four Zifu who are not surnamed Chi, although most of them are only the size of a county, but they are even more created by heaven and earth, guess how many Purple Mansions there are?"
"It's amazing."
Li Xijun praised impartially, bowed his head and said nothing, Kong Tingyun leaned on his seat to play with the golden beads, and after waiting for a while, the Wutu Mountains shook, and Kong Tingyun said:
"The fire vein has begun to activate, my senior brother will stay in the nobility to manage the leyline for a year and a half, and take care of it for three years.
She stretched out her jade hand and said:
"Can you return my [Jade Plain] to me now?"
Only then did Li Xijun know the name of this array of plates, took it out, reluctantly handed it to Kong Tingyun, and said respectfully:
"Can I rent this plate for seniors?"
Kong Tingyun saw the hope in his eyes, smiled lightly, and replied:
"It's difficult, there is a life in the sect, I will go to the East China Sea, and my whereabouts are uncertain... Besides, when I arrived on the island, I also had to protect myself against the enemy and could not lend it."
Kong Tingyun put away the array, and Li Xijun confessed and sent him out of the Li family's territory, and then came back in the cold wind.
There was a large open space on the top of Wutu Mountain, with many pale red lines engraved on the smooth ground, and a large mouth in the middle was rolling out with thick smoke.
Li Ximing on the side was holding a jade gourd, and as soon as the black smoke rose, he was taken into it one by one, and the middle-aged man was standing next to the big pit, pinching the magic trick to control the formation.
This Xuanyue sect had a dead face, looking at the fire in his hand by himself, Li Xijun fell to his feet, he moved his expression slightly, and said hoarsely:
"In Xia Xuanyue Kong Gu Falcon, I have seen Taoist friends."
"Qingdu Li Xijun."
Li Xijun replied kindly, Kong Gufalcon nodded and continued to control the fire vein.
Li Ximing on the side also had the ability to control fire, it was itchy to watch, but it was not easy to expose, so he couldn't take action, Li Xijun looked at it for a while, but didn't notice any doorway, his brother Li Xiyu had already ridden the wind.
He had good facial features, a tall figure, and his younger brother was a head taller, always with a proper and serious expression, and said in a low voice:
"Jun'er, that monk is leaving!"
He is more than ten years older than his brothers, close to the age of fatherhood, Li Yuanyun ignores his family, he has always been raised by him, so he is called by his nickname.
After all, Li Qinghong listened to the monk's suggestion, she went to Tianlei Peak on the front foot, and Li Xijun sent someone to look at the monk to death, and now after hearing the news, he hurriedly said:
"Can you stop it?"
Li Xiyu said helplessly:
"The monk refused to comply."
Li Xijun took his brother out in the wind, and sure enough, he saw a golden light on the lake, and several monks from the Li family were surrounding him.
Xu Gongming bore the brunt of it, holding a pair of short halberds in his hand and half a mask on his face to cover up the magic injuries he suffered in the demonic disaster.
Behind him were two rookies - An Siming and An Siwei, one holding a gun and the other holding a sword, both of them were qi cultivation, protecting the left and right wings.
Although these two brothers are not as genius as An Jingming back then, they are also twenty-five or six qi training characters, they are very sensible, and they have always been low-key.
Monk Kong Heng was surrounded by everyone, squinting his thin eyes, holding the Zen staff in his white and tender hands, and said softly, Li Xijun's eyesight was extremely strong, and he could see that what he was saying:
"Why are you stopping the little monk?"
Li Xijun sighed secretly and thought:
"It appeared a little early, and I haven't moved around for several years, so it's hard to explain the past."
So his mind moved, he tugged at the corner of his brother's clothes and said in a low voice:
"Please let them disperse first and lead Kong Heng to Qingdu Mountain."
Li Xiyu was stunned, and then found that Li Xijun beside him had already practiced qi for five layers, and he was happy and surprised, and obeyed the order, while Li Xijun fell back to the mountain in the wind.
After finding a small forest on Qingdu Mountain, he casually set up a few stone benches and tables, and Li Xijun made tea silently.
Kong Heng's temperament has long been understood by the Li family over the years, Li Xijun is not afraid that he will not come, and after waiting for a while, Kong Heng really followed the wind down the mountain.
The monk was stunned for a moment, looked at him in disbelief, read two long, unknown honorific titles, and spoke:
"Xiaoyou's cultivation is improving rapidly."
"It's just luck."
Li Xijun responded, Kong Heng and he had only met a few times many years ago, and it was still within the understandable range, Kong Heng quickly shifted the topic back and said politely:
"The monk wants to go out, and ask the Taoist to let me go."
Li Xijun had already grasped his character, stared straight into his eyes, and said solemnly:
"The master practices the Buddhist Dharma, I only ask the master, but I went to Tianlei Peak!"
Kong Heng was stunned for two breaths, smiled bitterly and nodded, and Li Xijun said kindly:
"My parents are breaking through and building a foundation there, and it was the master's suggestion, and now they are going forward quietly and rashly.
Kong Heng sighed in a low voice and had to say:
"The little monk practices the ancient method, the opportunity to break through is there, and I hope that the Taoist friend will be fulfilled, since the Taoist believes in me, please let me go, I will only practice at the foot of Tianlei Peak."
Li Xijun looked at Kong Heng's sincere eyes, gritted his teeth and said:
"It's not that I don't want to fulfill Master Quan, it's really that this excuse is difficult to distinguish between true and false, and Xijun can't gamble."
After saying that, he had already pressed it on the sword, and then said:
"The mage must go?"
Kong Heng's slender eyes stared at him, nodded and said:
"Not bad."
As soon as he finished speaking, the [Qingniu Cuddle River Formation] on Qingdu Mountain was activated, and nine blue lights rose, intertwined, Li Xijun also drew his sword, the sword light pointed directly at the empty balance, and said in a low voice:
"Master, put out this thought and give up!"
Golden light also rose on Kong Heng's body, his hand was jingling, his face was as heavy as water, resisting Li Xijun's sword light, and replied:
"If the monk says a deceptive word, he will make me use all my cultivation!"
Li Xijun swung his sword and slashed, throwing out several sword qi as white as frost, which were blocked by his Zen staff one by one, and a huge patterned green ox had already lit up behind Kong Heng, and his hooves were about to step on his back.
In the formation, Kong Heng couldn't even ride the wind away, so he could only draw his staff to turn around to resist, and was kicked back a few steps in a row, lost a move, and became even more passive.
Li Xijun had already pinched the spell at this end, and a cold light emitted from his hand, along with several silky white normal lines, wrapped around Kong Heng's body, and then spoke:
"Does the mage have other intentions?! My family doesn't want to provoke Buddhism, if I can say it, I won't kill the master and let the master go north!"
He drank this, a little bright white brilliance appeared in his eyes, and he looked at the change in Kong Heng's face carefully, seeing that his frozen face was pale, Qing Niu had already bumped into him, but he still gritted his teeth and said:
"Kong Heng is sincere and never deceives!"
"Peng!"
As soon as the words fell, the spells, green bulls, and sword qi in front of him all dissipated, and Kong Heng staggered, Li Xijun quickly helped him up and said in a low voice:
"Xijun didn't dare to believe it, and I hope the master can be considerate of one or two... The family was miserably harmed by Anger Maha, and there really can't be a second time..."
Kong Heng didn't react for a while, and glanced at him blankly, Li Xijun said:
"Please wait outside the formation, I will call Senior Wushao to send the mage over!"
Kong Heng was overjoyed, and after repeated impacts, he couldn't even maintain the expression on his face for a while, and said again and again:
"Thank you, Daoist, for your success! Thank you for your support!"
The opportunity to break through was lost and regained, and the moment of life and death suddenly turned into a breakthrough that was imminent, even if this monk had been cultivating his mind for many years, he couldn't restrain it for a while, and said seriously:
"From now on, if the nobles have any requests, the empty balance will do it himself! If Brother Xijun asks for it, he will die a thousand deaths!"
Kong Heng is very transparent, this time he really owes Li Xijun a favor, leaving a sentence "Don't worry!" This head happily rode the wind out.
Then he disappeared, and the young man in black slowly walked out of the shadows, Li Xijun said softly:
"Please take a trip to the senior, be optimistic about him... If there is any change, there are people in the Yuan family who are watching, so please communicate with them first."
"Okay."
Li Wushao glanced at him with some mischief, and also went out on the wind, leaving only Li Xijun alone.
"Duke!"
The sword was stuck in the pine wood, still buzzing, Li Xijun rubbed his eyebrows:
"If something happens... I am dead!"
Li Xijun has always looked at people very accurately, so among the Li family, the one who trusts Kong Heng the most and has the most affection for Kong Heng took great pain.
The monk's thoughts were clear, and his eyes were full of gratitude before leaving.
"If Kong Heng really agrees with his words and deeds, he can trust him a little more ...... in the future."
He was obviously sure, but his cheeks were sweating because the bet was too heavy.
He called someone up and said tiredly:
"Haven't the ancestors left the customs yet?"
Li Yuanjiao's retreat this time was a serious healing, not an ordinary retreat practice, otherwise he would have been called out as early as when Kong Tingyun came, instead of not daring to disturb and restrain himself like he does now.
Looking at the confidant who came up and shook his head, Li Xijun let out a long breath and said to himself:
"What if... If he harms his aunt, even if Jun commits suicide, it will be difficult to atone for this sin."
He didn't dare to think about it, he just sat on the stone bench in the forest in a daze, and after a few more breaths, he saw Li Ximing hurriedly riding the wind and hurriedly said:
"What's going on! Why did you open a big formation!"
Li Xijun opened his mouth, but did not speak after all, Li Ximing was even more indecisive, if he told him about this, it would only add one more person to worry and mess up his position.
At the moment, he only sighed:
"It's okay... It's okay... You practice well, and leave the rest to me."
……
Yishan City had rare heavy snowfall, and the snowflakes were overwhelming, Li Xuanfeng was dressed in golden armor, holding a longbow in his hand, and stood quietly on the city wall.
He practiced for decades before he completed the cultivation of [Clear-eyed Spirit Boy], his eyes were flowing with magic light, sweeping through the heavy snow, he just stood quietly on the city wall, and the monsters outside the city retreated many distances, trembling.
Li Xuanfeng's reputation in the country of Yue is not very large, but it is thunderous in this southern border, [Jin Geng Gang Xian] bow and arrow coming, not dead is also seriously injured, the number of demon generals killed is already two hands.
Li Xuanfeng only looked at it in a daze, without moving, the years did not leave much trace on his face, but it raged in his mind and thoughts, and now he could no longer see the wild posture on the surface.
Li Xuanfeng stood for a moment, a clear light came from the north, and fell beside him, it was a woman, dressed in a black patterned feathered robe, her waist was like a plain silk, tied with white gauze, her eyebrows and eyes were a little melancholic, and she whispered:
"Husband..."