The heavy snow was flying, and the husband's cry was very pleasant, Li Xuanfeng's eyes were on this soft and lovely person, and he said very politely:
"He Mian, but a real person calls me?"
Ning Hemian responded briefly, shook his head, and replied:
"Someone has come from the grotto, and the real person has returned to Qingchi Peak to meet him."
Ning and Mian have been married to him for five or six years, Li Xuanfeng couldn't refuse at the beginning, married her, five or six years have passed in the blink of an eye, and they have always respected each other.
Li Xuanfeng put the bow on his back and walked side by side with her, Ning and Mian were very polite to him, the two of them had been sleeping in the same bed for several years, and it was naturally impossible to say that they did not move, but they were always a little uncomfortable in their hearts.
Li Xuanfeng's hatred for the Qingchi Sect was very deep, and the deaths of several close relatives were inseparable from Qingchi, and his wife and children died together in the transaction between Qingchi and the Gold Sect.
Originally, seeing Chi Wei's death, the Qingchi Sect had a strong tendency to be a foreign purple mansion, and secretly cheered up in his heart, and the elements were very disdainful of the Chi family, as if they had a lot to do, and they were making calculations in their hearts.
Who knew that a few months ago, the elemental summoned that the elemental real person was going to leave Yishan City and meet some Sui Guan real person, saying that he was from the Qingchi Cave Heaven.
"But another purple mansion has come down from the Qingchi Grotto-Heaven! What is this!'
Hearing that there were people from Qingchi Grotto, he was in the late stage of the Purple Mansion, maybe there were more in the grotto, which made him very frustrated, and he took out the monster on the city wall for ten days in a row, and immediately walked around the city head on the snow without saying a word.
He had many thoughts in his mind, the heavy snow on the horizon was flying, Ning Hemian beside him followed quietly, Li Xuanfeng waited for a moment, but still planned to ask:
"And cotton can know this grotto... Where did it come from?"
Ning Hemian nodded and said very politely:
"My Ning family still knows more, just listen to it, don't spread it."
Seeing Li Xuanfeng nodding, Ning and Mian spoke softly:
"My father went in with a real person, outsiders called it Qingchi Grotto-Heaven, but in fact, this grotto-heaven is called [Huaiyu Tian], few people go in, and there are no people inside."
She hesitated slightly, as if she was thinking about something, and continued:
"This true monarch who created the grotto-heaven didn't know what he thought back then, this grotto-heaven has no heaven and earth, no day or moon, only blue water and waves, if you really want to talk about it... It is not from the Qingchi Sect."
"Oh?"
Li Xuanfeng was surprised and asked:
"Whose magic weapon is that?"
Ning Hemian smiled reluctantly and said in a low voice:
"Whose it's? Maybe it's from a true king? This world is unrestrained, Jindan has a long life, maybe he is also in a corner of the grotto-heaven, maybe he has gone out to retreat outside the sky... In short, Qingchi can't control [Huaiyutian] ......"
"What's more, you can't stay in [Huaiyu Tian] for a long time, not to mention mortals, the foundation building monks will turn into blood after staying in it for a few days, and the Purple Mansion monks will lose their minds after a year and a half, and their magical powers will be exhausted, turning into mortals."
The worry in Ning Hemian's expression was even more obvious, and he said softly:
"Occasionally, the Purple Mansion in the sect goes in and comes out on order, my father went in because of his special skills... There is no one inside."
"But it happened to be such a grotto-heaven, suddenly a person stepped out, dressed very new, calling himself a real person from Sui Guan, surnamed Chi."
Li Xuanfeng thought carefully and felt a chill on his back, Ning Hemian whispered:
"That Sui Guan Zhenren, my cousin has also seen it, I can't tell which lineage or surname, nor which ancestor it is, he said that his surname is Chi, how dare Chi Zhiyun say anything,"
Li Xuanfeng looked at her blankly:
"You say..."
Her smile looked empty:
"Qingchi's every move was ordered by the Purple Mansion from the grotto-heaven, I thought they couldn't come out before, but it turned out to be too lazy to come out."
Ning Hemian said lowly:
"Maybe the grotto-heaven is not the property of the Qingchi Sect, but... The Qingchi Sect is a grotto-heaven thing."
Li Xuanfeng opened his mouth, Ning and Mian had already pulled him into the house, closed the door tightly, and the shielded formation automatically operated, she took off his clothes and said softly:
"I secretly told you this is also selfish..."
"Husband, I sleep with you, and I can sense things to some extent... The Qingchi Sect is a desperate behemoth, clinging to it in the void... Don't hate it... Don't hate it..."
Li Xuanfeng sat down on the collapse, Ning and Mian rubbed into his arms, undressed him, and tears welled up in his eyes:
"I know you hate it... My Ning family did not live well in the early years, if it weren't for the achievements of real people, I don't know how miserable it is now."
"Does the Yang family hate it? Do the Deng family hate it? Do you hate it at home? Originally, Qingchi only had sixteen peaks... Now there are thirty-six peaks, and the later children of these families are very proud and call themselves Qingchi."
Ning and Mian looked at his expression, guessed some thoughts, and continued:
"The Deng family has suffered such torture, and there are only a few relatives who hate it in their hearts, doesn't Chi Zhiyun know? I just don't care... The Deng family is below the direct lineage, which one does not consider themselves Qingchi? Who represents the Deng family?"
Li Xuanfeng gritted his teeth and hugged her, watching her soft face turn pink, Ning and Mian looked at him with emotionally squinting eyes, and said softly:
"Does my husband think that the descendants of Li Xizhi and Yang Xiaoer will resent Qingchi because of Li Chijing, who has been separated by several generations? Although I don't know how my husband hid it from my ancestor, presumably not everyone in the Li family has this method..."
"Today's Yang and Yu are tomorrow's Li clan, no matter how bad they are, they are still the Deng clan, Qingchi's plan can disintegrate kinship, turn enemies into friends, and merge into the sect..."
Li Xuanfeng's palms were so hot that her white and tender arms turned red, Ning and Mian looked at him emotionally, the man's sharp eyebrows and eyes were shining, staring at her:
"Within the sect may not be friends, and outside the clan may not be enemies."
Ning and Mian chuckled, pressed against his chest, and whispered:
"My Ning family is a friend of the nobility, as for who is the enemy, you and I know in our hearts."
Li Xuanfeng let her toss in his arms for a long time, and he had already ignited the fire, so he immediately hugged her and said viciously:
"What else do you say 'my Ning'? We are all married, you and I are one, what are you talking about!"
"Hmm!"
Ning and Mian responded tactfully, the two of them didn't have the alienation of guests for the first time, the woman raised her chest and smiled thoughtfully.
……
Qingdu Peak.
Qingdu Peak was originally full of duckweeds, but it was winter, and it was about to snow heavily, and it turned snow all over the place, and the rain and snow stopped, but the sun became brighter.
Xiao Guiluan was practicing in the quiet room, Dan Feng's eyes were very delicate, and he was simply wearing a black skirt.
Xiao Guiluan has now practiced qi for five layers, her talent is good, she has come over step by step over the years, although she can't catch up with her husband Li Yuanjiao, but she can be regarded as making extremely fast progress.
Xiao Guiluan didn't like black very much, but Li Yuanjiao liked black patterns, so she wore it too.
Xiao Guiluan has always been very low-key in the Li family, if Li Yuanjiao is the head of the family, then her methods must be very different now, but she understands that Li Yuanjiao does not like it, and obediently practices on the mountain.
Exhaling a breath, Li Yuexiang had already come from the courtyard, looked at her twice, and asked:
"Mother, where is my father?"
Li Yuexiang has only a handful of opportunities to get along with Li Yuanjiao since he was sensible, which should not have happened, Xiao Guiluan understood his difficulties, and only pulled Li Yuexiang up alone.
She was talking to Li Yuexiang with a smile, but the door of the cave house banged and creaked away, Li Yuanjiao paced out, his expression was quite relaxed, and he seemed to have made some progress in his cultivation.
"Husband!"
Xiao Guiluan greeted her happily, Li Yuanjiao hugged her, not seeing her for a long time, and he was also very happy, but the first sentence in his mouth was still:
"How is your home?"
Xiao Guiluan replied:
"Kong Tingyun has already come as an appointment and opened up a fire vein in Wutu, leaving a Xuanyue disciple to take care of it, and the array plate has also been taken away."
Although Li Yuanjiao had been prepared, he still felt very sorry in his heart, so he asked carefully about the date and replied:
"It's a pity! If he hadn't been injured by Shanyue Jiji, it wouldn't be a problem to go to the East China Sea to catch a monster and come back! The time is just right."
This was all within Li Yuanjiao's expectations, and he said again:
"What else?"
Something has happened to Li Yuanjiao in the past two years of retreat, if you really want to count it, it is still a big deal, Xiao Guiluan said in a low voice:
"Mrs. Lu failed to break through qi training back then and lost her longevity... She is almost seventy years old... There is no chance to break through again, stop here, a few days ago there was just news that the old man went."
"When she died, she was lying on the collapse, holding a food box in her arms, two jade pieces, she practiced in the forest, and there were only two old women by her side."
"Mrs. Lu?"
Li Yuanjiao was slightly stunned, and then remembered that Mrs. Lu's name was Lu Wanrong, and she was Li Xuanling's frost, who had lived alone in the mountains and forests for many years.
Li Xuanling was killed by Maha back then, Lu Wanrong was so grief-stricken that she almost committed suicide, and stayed on the fourth round of fetal breath Qingyuan for ten years.
Later, the youngest son Li Yuanyun died in the market, and Lu Wanrong reached the point of despair.
Although her daughter Li Qinghong is still competitive, Lu Wanrong has no head and lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests, just waiting for death.
Now that he heard this news, Li Yuanjiao could only sigh:
"Qinghong should not be able to break through until next year, I'm afraid... I can't make it, let Xijun Xiyu send it."
Xiao Guiluan nodded, organized a sentence, and said softly:
"Mother... I'm afraid it's only a few days."
The mother in these words naturally did not refer to Mrs. Dou, but to Li Yuanjiao's biological mother, Mu Yalu, who was Li Xuanxuan's concubine, who married from Shanyue back then and is now almost seventy years old.
"What?!"
These words were like a bolt from the blue, hitting Li Yuanjiao's heart, he couldn't help but turn white, and immediately rode the wind from afar and galloped towards the town.
Xiao Guiluan followed behind and comforted him a few times, Li Yuanjiao naturally didn't have the heart to listen, and immediately landed in the compound in the town, and the old maid holding the basin below could still recognize him, shouting:
"Young master!"
Li Yuanjiao waved his hand and went in, and the old man was lying on the couch.
Although she is a mortal, she has lived more than ten years longer than ordinary people because of her high status and good maintenance.
She was originally lying on the couch in a daze, but when she saw Li Yuanjiao come in, she was much more energetic, so she barely sat up straight and said eagerly:
"Jiao'er... I heard that you were injured by Shanyue... But is there anything else?!"
No matter how ruthless and gloomy Li Yuanjiao was outside, he couldn't help it anymore when he heard this, knelt down in front of him with a plop, and choked up:
"Mother! The child is fine!"
Mu Yalu only stared at him with a smile, looking at his expression and demeanor.
In everyone's evaluation, Li Yuanjiao has always been inseparable from suspicious and ruthless, even his demeanor and appearance are not a good person, but in the eyes of Mu Yalu, he couldn't be better, she only held her hand and laughed continuously.
Xiao Guiluan pointed out all the servants and closed the door, only to find that there was still a person sitting on the chair next to him, so thin that he didn't look like a dead tree, just hanging a gray coat like a dead tree, leaning quietly aside.
"Father."
Li Xuanxuan opened his eyes and nodded, his eyes stopped on Li Yuanjiao, he had the hardest time all these years, illusions were chaotic, squinting and staring at Li Yuanjiao, as if he was remembering something.
The atmosphere of the family of three was extremely gloomy, Li Yuanjiao was a person who couldn't speak warm words, so he kept kneeling on the ground, watching Muya Lu gasp.
Mu Yalu only smiled and looked at him, as if he had nothing to say, and said it again, and then his lips and teeth were cold, his hands and feet were cold, and his arms were blue and black.
Li Xuanxuan held a pipe in his hand, smoking silently, the fine white smoke filled the air, the three of them were silent, watching Mu Yalu take in more air and let out less air, losing its vitality little by little.
"Hey!"
Li Xuanxuan coughed and stood up to say something, but Li Yuanjiao only hugged his mother and went out on his own, leaving him alone in the house.
The sun was in full swing, and the dazzling light illuminated his ugly face through the doors and windows, Li Xuanxuan had no expression on his face, but his hands trembled, showing an extremely unpeaceful heart.
He coughed twice, walked up to Xiao Guiluan, and took out three stacks of talismans from the storage bag, with intricate patterns, colorful, and all kinds of talismans, he spoke:
"Gui Luan! This is what I drew this year!"
Xiao Guiluan took it in a daze, and Li Xuanxuan flew away in the wind and went to Lijing Mountain to get a blank talisman paper.
For a while, only Xiao Guiluan was left standing in place, neither taking nor receiving the talisman paper in his hand, his heart was painful and irritable, so he put it on the eucalyptus and chased after Li Yuanjiao.
……
Xiao Guiluan rode the wind around and finally found her husband.
Li Yuanjiao stood in front of Li Tongya's tomb, his expression had quickly calmed down, he couldn't see any sadness, he pressed his sword, and said nothing.
The tomb behind him was repaired by his brother Li Yuan, and there were some soot scattered, because the edges and corners shown by years of touching were much smoother, the tomb was a tomb, and more than half of the Li family's cemetery was a tomb.
Li Yuanjiao let out a sigh, his eyes swept over Xiao Guiluan's face, and asked:
"What's else at home?"
Xiao Guiluan nodded, unable to see his state, paused hesitantly, and said softly:
"Monk Kongheng is gone."
"Left."
Li Yuanjiao didn't look surprised, and only replied:
"Go back to the north or go to Tianlei Peak? Where is Li Xijun?"
Xiao Guiluan whispered:
"Go to Tianlei Peak."
"Heavenly Thunder Peak"
Li Yuanjiao's face became a little gloomy, and he said in a low voice:
"Let's go, go back to Qingdu Peak and ask Xijun."