"Qinghong will become!"
Li Yuanjiao was slightly happy when he heard this, but he was very thoughtful, and he only nodded a little on his face and said in a low voice:
"Master, go back with me first."
Kong Heng talked a lot in front of Li Wushao, but only nodded and stood up in front of Li Yuanjiao, and the two of them rose up in the wind and rode back from the road.
Speechless all the way, Kong Heng rode the golden light, and the light of the Zen staff in his hand flowed, looking very different.
Li Yuanjiao took a look and asked:
"Since the mage has broken through, what are your plans for the future?"
Kong Heng lowered his head slightly and replied:
"If the nobles ask for something, Kong Heng will try his best to repay them, and if he asks for nothing, Kong Heng will still practice on Mochiyue Lake."
When the two arrived at the peak, Kong Heng confessed and fell down to practice, while Li Yuanjiao fell back to the peak, did not continue the retreat, but stood with his hands on his back in the forest.
Sure enough, after a stick of incense, he saw the hurried summons outside the formation, and Kong Heng's voice was very urgent:
"The little monk wants to meet the benefactor of Yuanjiao! Please also open a big formation."
Until he fell in front of Li Yuanjiao, Kong Heng said eagerly:
"Senior! The little monk... Don't let Xijun suffer for me."
"I only thought about the secret of my own cultivation before, and I couldn't say much, so I didn't reveal it for a long time, it's my fault! Now that it has been completed, I would like to thank the nobles for their completion..."
Kong Heng defended for a long time, Li Yuanjiao glanced at him, did not say anything, Kong Heng has been in the Li family for more than ten years, his character is obvious to all, although Li Yuanjiao does not like Shi Xiu very much, this combat power cannot be wasted.
"After inquiring about the details this time, this person may be able to use it."
Li Yuanjiao replied:
"This is my family business, don't bother the master, wait until he is punished, he will naturally be released."
Kong Heng shook his head and was about to speak, but Li Yuanjiao asked:
"Is the Liaohe Dharma Achievement Master different from Zhao Guo's Buddhist practice? The mage's current strength is probably not under the ordinary foundation, right?"
Kong Heng had no choice but to follow his words, shook his head again and again, and replied:
"The benefactor does not practice Buddhism, this is very complicated, the monk can't understand it, it is only comparable to the foundation of the Zifu Jindan Dao, if compared with the Seven Paths of the Northern Buddha, it is even worse."
Li Yuanjiao had seen the ancient immortal cultivator Wang Xun, and thought that the ancient monk would be much stronger, but he was a little surprised and asked:
"The ancient method is not as good as the current law?!"
"Not bad."
Kong Heng sighed and explained:
"In the Buddhist path, the master and Maha correspond to the foundation building and the purple mansion respectively, and the master is the same, to cultivate the spell internally, and to seek the fate ......of the scriptures."
"But today's Zhao Guo Shixiu has taken a shortcut, the master does not practice the Dharma, but worships the Maha Dharma, recites his name every day, borrows supernatural powers, and uses gold to create a colossus for cultivation, so his strength is very strong, far better than building a foundation."
Li Yuanjiao rarely heard this secret, very focused, Kong Heng continued:
"This Tao does not cultivate itself, and as a result, it achieves nondescript pity, and without the supernatural power that should have been cultivated, it has become a stronger mage, and it is naturally weaker in the face of the Purple Mansion!"
"On the contrary, these Mahas, without the constraints of the way of heaven, are reincarnated at will one life after another, originally nine deaths, but now they are steady, much stronger than the Purple Mansion."
"I see!"
Li Yuanjiao had been puzzled about the strength of this Buddhist cultivator for many years, and as soon as the doubts in his heart were resolved, his brows were stretched, and Kong Heng sighed:
"Because it borrowed the power of Maha, the master is particularly miraculous, fascinated, stored, and calculated, and the monks and soldiers are confused and controlled by the master, and the pity and master are controlled by the master, and the huge Zhao Kingdom, rising early and sleeping late, there is not a single person who is very different, a single cry, and a single objection!"
"The mage above said, the lower head is happy to obey fate, killing is justified, cannibalism is good, the old man is lining up to be the first to enter the belly, the child just hopes to grow up quickly and be happy."
There were tears in Kong Heng's eyes, and he said in a low voice:
"In such a world, the mages say—"
"Release the country on earth!"
Kong Heng was a little confused and muttered:
"Shizu once said that he wanted to achieve Datong, so that there would be no evil and no sorrow in the world, no killing and no fighting, and they did it.
As soon as these words came out, Li Yuanjiao only felt suffocated, and asked in a deep voice:
"Then... What about Emperor Zhao!"
"That Hu Jie ......"
The air balance bows:
"Hu Jie was very majestic when he entered the customs a thousand years ago, and his destiny was added, and he was the appearance of an emperor, in order to be an emperor for generations.
"Later, when I handed over the golden nature and welcomed Maha into Beijing, today's Zhao Emperor is like a slave and will only kneel!"
Li Yuanjiao was silent and said in a low voice:
"No wonder I said... Zhao Guo has no day to make a head, what he looks like when he is alive and what he looks like when he dies, and his mind is not his own, where did he come from?"
"Harm!"
Kong Heng sighed and said in a low voice:
"The little monk has lost his temper, my Taoist tradition comes from Beishi and is at odds with Zhao Shi, and I have always had a heart of sympathy for Zhao, and the benefactor laughs."
"As for right and wrong, who can argue? Under the rule of my Liaohe Temple, people fled every night, smuggled into the Zhao state, and even forced death to call our temple an evil path."
Kong Heng was very desolate, stopping on the peak, Li Yuanjiao asked some more questions in the corners, waved his hand and let him go down.
Monk Kong Heng was a reasonable, although he still wanted to argue a few words for Li Xijun, he sighed in a low voice and said softly:
"It was Xijun who suffered for me."
After saying that, he left on the wind, leaving Li Yuanjiao standing with his hands on his back, holding the green sword in his hand, hesitating.
"Father Zhong!"
While hesitating, Li Ximing rode the wind from behind, bowed down, and said in a low voice:
"The junior congratulates my second father, who has improved his cultivation and become a purple mansion early."
Li Yuanjiao's return was the first time he came out of seclusion, Li Ximing came to pay his respects, and his words were very sincere:
"Xijun also has his reason..."
"Six layers of qi training, not bad."
Li Yuanjiao didn't answer, looked at his cultivation, was slightly happy, and asked:
"It seems that it is not far from breaking through the seventh layer of qi training, and it should be able to impact the foundation at the age of thirty."
Li Ximing told him about the big and small things he practiced before and after hearing this, and Li Yuanjiao became interested and said suspiciously:
"You... Things in the boudoir also help practice?!"
Li Ximing was a little embarrassed when he heard this, and nodded, but Li Yuanjiao would not skip it hastily, he took out a jade slip from the storage bag, read it carefully, and said in a deep voice:
"It seems that there is such a thing! Although I don't know which golden nature the "Golden Temple Huangyuan Jue" is, after all, it belongs to Huangyang, and it makes sense left and right."
After saying that, he nodded and said in a low voice:
"I already know, you go down."
He watched Li Ximing go away, picked up the small letter on the table, this letter was sent from the Qingchi Sect very early, Li Xizhi made people worry-free, and inquired about the news clearly.
"[Blood Fruit]."
This elixir Li Yuanjiao had never heard of before, so he could only send out his hands to inquire first, as for finding this thing, I am afraid he would have to go deep into the mountains.
"Retreat and practice first, and talk about this matter when Qinghong breaks through and returns!"
……
Li Ximing returned to the yard and opened the black stove lid, the liquid crystal of the medicine in it was translucent, slightly gray, and looked a little sticky.
"It's okay! It's okay!"
Li Ximing was already very talented, and he was taught by Xiao Yuansi, and he had not burned a furnace of elixirs since he returned home.
He spent some time refining the remaining elixirs, and six of them came out of one furnace, put them away in the jade bottle, and suddenly there was a knock on the door outside.
"Tuk tuk."
Li Ximing frowned slightly, the door creaked open, and someone came in and said respectfully:
"My lord, a female cultivator came outside, on the order of the head of the family, saying that she came to ask for advice."
"Ask for advice?"
Li Ximing was stunned for a moment and said softly:
"Bring her up."
The servant stepped back, and a woman came up not long after.
This woman looked no more than twenty, with a very beautiful appearance, very white skin, wearing a navy blue dress, blinking her eyes, and bowed:
"The little girl Meng, I have seen the senior."
Li Ximing lowered his eyebrows and said softly:
"It turns out to be Meng."
Meng Zhuoyun saw that his eyebrows were lowered, and he looked up and down, and he had already seen that Li Ximing's expression was a little wrong, so he only said respectfully:
"Xiao Xiu was ordered to come and ask his seniors for advice on Dan Dao... The head of the family also promised it."
"Okay."
Li Ximing looked up and down, with a strange color in his eyes, and said with a smile:
"You arouse your heart, I'll take a look."
After he finished talking to Li Yuanjiao, Meng Zhuoyun came to the courtyard, it was inevitable that he would think too much, Li Ximing couldn't make up his mind in his heart, so he only taught gently first, and secretly said:
"Could it be that Mrs. Meng is going to throw herself into the wall of my house, so she marries me with a woman? She is about to break through qi training, which must be of great benefit to my practice.'
Meng Zhuoyun is a complete beauty, with delicate skin and a delicate appearance, Li Ximing naturally cannot escape the vulgarity, talking about the secret of alchemy, but having thoughts in his heart.
Meng Zhuoyun at this end is not a little girl anymore, she is very shrewd, and her heart is secretly moving:
"This Li Ximing looks very different from the Li family, I heard that he is quite fond of beauty, if he can rely on it, maybe he will be able to live better in the Li family in the future."
The two of them had their own ghostly intentions, and looked at each other.
……
Li Xijun didn't kneel in the ancestral hall for long, and he practiced on his own in just a few days, but he was worried about it and came to ask from time to time.
The Li family was running smoothly until winter turned to spring, the heavy snow had melted, and a light of law came from the west, soaring through the clouds and fog, very eager.
This Dharma light stopped on the boundary of the Li family, and immediately someone came to greet him with the wind, but it was Xu Gongming, in the middle of qi training, hugging his fists and saying:
"I don't know..."
This Dharma Light stopped and revealed his figure, but it was a burly man, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, angry eyes, looking very eager, dressed in leather armor, and only shouted:
"But Li Jing Li family!"
Xu Gongming was stunned and corrected:
"Now it's Qingdu Li's family..."
This big man was majestic, his eyes were slightly red, and he scolded fiercely:
"I don't care which of you are Qingdu, I just ask if your family has [Wanling flower]!"
Xu Gongming then realized that this person was actually a foundation building monk, and he was shocked and said in a daze:
"I do have this thing in my house... I don't know the senior..."
The foundation-building man was overjoyed, stretched out his hand to pick up his collar, and said fiercely:
"Hurry up and give it to me! I can't make you suffer!"
Xu Gongming only felt pain in his limbs when he was caught, and he screamed in his mouth, as if there was a fire burning in his heart and lungs, and reluctantly said:
"Senior, wait a moment, I'll report to the elders!"
Only then did the big man give up, and hurriedly let go of him, shouting:
"Go, go, go!"
Xu Gongming did not dare to neglect it, and hurriedly rode the wind down, and the Yuting guards at this end had already noticed it, and hurriedly surrounded it, Li Xiyu rode the wind and said in a deep voice:
"What's going on! Why did you come to build a foundation for individual families?"
Xu Gongming told the cause and effect, Li Xiyu frowned and said:
"What is this! Next year, the offerings will be paid, and the [Wanling Flowers] harvested in recent years have already been sold to other families! Where else would there be a special reserve for him?"
"Although there is some self-use at home, it is also in the ancestor's cave house, and he has been in seclusion for a long time!"
The two discussed, and the big man in the sky couldn't stand it anymore and shouted:
"Those boys! Do you have this flower in your family, don't waste my time!"
He was so eager that he stretched out his hand, and a group of monks hurriedly protected Li Xiyu as if facing a great enemy, and Chen Mufeng on the side shouted:
"Senior, think it through!"
The big man suddenly stopped, although he was very anxious, he still had reason, glanced gloomy, gritted his teeth and said:
"Then give the flowers quickly!"
Li Xiyu was also very nervous and ordered:
"Hurry up and go to Qingdu! Call the ancestor out!"
"Boom!"
As soon as the words fell, the rolling thunder roared, lingering in the heavens and the earth for a long time, abruptly covering up his words.
"Boom!"
The dark clouds in the south rolled, and the thunder of a muffled winter resounded in the sky, and the first thunder of spring sounded, and a brilliant purple light came from the south.
"Taoist friends have something to ask for, but they act so domineeringly, I'm afraid they don't take my family seriously!"
But I saw a foundation-building female cultivator riding thunder, her jade armor was warm, and her willow eyebrows and apricot eyes were bright and beautiful, but she implied a warning, showing an extra heroic appearance.
Her long black hair slowly fell out in the wind, setting off her small and exquisite ears were very delicate, and purple thunder flowed on her long hair, emitting several silvery-white halos, making everyone present stay in unison and speechless for a while.
"Auntie!"
Li Qinghong was holding the silver-white spear in her hand upside down, heroic, and slowly fell in front of her, Li Xiyu was the most excited, and she cried out on the spot, and the joy in her expression couldn't stop, laughing.
Li Qinghong nodded slightly, her eyes were as bright and beautiful as ever, she looked much gentler when she looked at her family, but she became more and more exciting, stepping on the rolling thunder and lightning under her feet, shortening the distance.
Li Wushao, the young man in black behind him, was full of awe, and bent down and stepped back very respectfully, with some embarrassment marks on his clothes, scorched black, looking like he had just been beaten.
This burly man was drunk like this, he was originally a little embarrassed, but his eyes stayed on her, and he couldn't move away several times in amazement, and said a little out of breath:
"Who is Your Excellency!"
Li Qinghong was dressed in a capable outfit, heroic and sassy, without applying makeup, and only relied on the excited purple thunder to add a bit of brilliance and inviolability to her already heroic face.
Her eyes were filled with purple lightning, and she said loudly:
"Qingdu Li family, Li Qinghong."