Although she is just a mortal, she is the daughter of Li Xiangping, Li Xuanfeng's sister, and one of the oldest people in the family.
Chen Donghe rushed back with his wife in his arms, and he couldn't see anything unusual, Li Yuanjiao greeted him all the way, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and never said a word the whole time.
Chen Donghe finally returned, he is now seventy years old, he only entered qi training at thirty, his appearance looks in his early fifties, he can already be regarded as an old man, and he is straight at the funeral.
Li Qinghong had just learned the news of the death of her mother Lu Wanrong, and the body of her aunt Li Jingtian was transported back to the Li family.
Li Qinghong had just broken through, and his cultivation fluctuated, so he had to retreat to stabilize his cultivation, leaving Li Yuanjiao at home.
Qingdu Mountain.
Li Yuanjiao led Chen Donghe into Qingdu Mountain as usual, seeing that he was still in good spirits and his demeanor was also very calm, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said politely:
"I've troubled my uncle all these years... Now that the juniors have grown up one by one, there is no need to let my uncle stay in that desolate place.
"Where are you?"
Chen Donghe first bowed politely, sighed, and replied:
"Who are you planning to send to your family?"
Li Yuanjiao replied:
"An Yuyan has two sons, both of whom married my Li daughter, both of them now have mid-stage cultivation, can support the field, reliable and loyal, I want to let the two take turns taking breath."
Chen Donghe nodded:
"My subordinates will write a letter and explain it to Bai Yinzi."
He paused and continued:
"Bai Yinzi of Guyan Temple has the heart to make friends, and he can send a few of his own people to make in-laws, and within twenty years, he should be able to serve as wings for my family and as pawns in the desert."
"Okay."
Li Yuanjiao readily agreed, and his spiritual consciousness swept away, Chen Donghe in front of him already had an eight-layer cultivation of qi training, so he said politely:
"Uncle has worked hard over the years, I can't help but reward him, there is a secret barrier-breaking elixir at home, my uncle took it and took it, breaking through the ninth layer of qi training."
"This... I am already an old man, where is it worth taking this medicine, it is better to leave it to Xi Ming Xi Jun ......"
Chen Donghe frowned, his words were very sincere, not polite and perfunctory:
"The old man is over seventy years old! What if you break through the ninth layer of qi training earlier and later? Or for the juniors......"
Li Yuanjiao had no choice but to stuff the pill into his hand and explained:
"I have left enough for the children... How can my uncle convince the public like this!"
Chen Donghe had no choice but to put it away, recited two mysterious spiritual oaths by himself, and found a place to retreat.
Li Yuanjiao sat down on the stone bench, and the old books brought back by Chen Donghe were piled up on the table, all of which were collected and annotated by Li Jingtian during his lifetime.
"Auntie... It's a pity."
He sat in the courtyard for a while, and a tall man came in and bowed:
"Xiyu, meet the ancestor."
"Hmm."
Li Yuanjiao raised his hand and supported him with mana, Li Yuanping's body gradually weakened for more than half a year, and most of the things in the clan were handed over to Li Xiyu, Li Xiyu clasped his hands and said:
"The output at home is increasing, and the first batch of spirit fish raised in the lake through monsters has been harvested, and seven spirit stones have been sold, and there will be more and more in the future, and the income of at least four or five spirit stones can be increased every year."
"As for the two veins, they have been dug deep, and not many minerals have been found yet, and in a few years, there should be output."
When Li Yuanping took over the Li family, it was a deficit every year, and the down-and-out family that demolished the east wall to make up for the west wall was already a good account with more than ten spirit stones every year.
"In recent years, three more qi practitioners have been added to the family, and five miscellaneous qi have been replaced in the five peaks."
The Li family has now shown the posture of a family, miscellaneous qi monks have sprung up like mushrooms after rain, and there are many qi cultivators, and Li Xiyu himself also has a three-layer cultivation of qi training.
"The ninth layer of qi training is led by An Zhenyan, Chen Donghe, Xi Ming, and Uncle Xuan Xuan are all monks in the late stage of qi training, Tian Zhongqing, Xu Gongming, Bai Hou, Chen Mufeng, Li Wen and others are in the middle stage of qi training, and in the early stage of qi training, there are eleven people with foreign surnames and Yuting Wei, a total of twenty-seven qi cultivators, and forty-one miscellaneous qi cultivators."
"There are four people who build the foundation: Zhongfu, Aunt Qinghong, Senior Wushao, and Master Kongheng, and now my Li family has caught up with the Yu family back then, and they are already the overlords on the lake."
Li Xiyu sighed:
"Now there are more than 450,000 people under my family's rule, and the spiritual fields are tight, and we have tried our best to control them, only limited by the oath of the three families, and cannot advance north, otherwise we will sweep through the moon, and the dense forest will take away the cold clouds.
There are new foundation-building monks above, and the qi phase of the Li family is full of vitality, and the number of qi training and miscellaneous qi monks is gradually increasing.
Li Yuanjiao listened to Li Xiyu say one by one, nodded lightly, and replied:
"If you want to go north... Unless Yu Muxian is killed first, and then there is a place in the Qingchi Sect, so that Mochi Lake belongs to Qingsui Peak... Only then can it become a momentum."
"Qingchi has been affiliated with every seventy years, and Yuanwu Peak only has about twenty years left."
Li Xiyu responded, and Li Yuanjiao whispered:
"Now my family has four foundation builders... You can consider setting up a branch overseas... First, most of the foundation-building demon generals in the sea have some background... It is not easy to capture, and secondly, it can also communicate inside and outside, obtain spiritual objects, and digest people."
Li Xiyu was just waiting for him to make up his mind, and he agreed obediently, Li Yuanjiao's heart was still a little suspenseful, so he could only say to himself:
"First, most of the large and small overseas islands have owners, and it is difficult to find a safe and broad foothold... second, at least two people need to build a foundation to gain a firm foothold, who to send out... It's not very appropriate."
Li Wushao is the head snake of the East China Sea, it was the most suitable to be sent out, the veins in Wangwangyue Lake have just begun to be excavated, without the demon general guarding, a group of monsters will not follow anyone's temper, if Li Wushao has been away for a long time, I am afraid there will be problems.
Li Yuanjiao was calculating in his heart, but he saw An Yuyan hurriedly coming up and said respectfully:
"Ancestor! A fox sent a letter."
"Huh? Hurry up and welcome me!"
Li Yuanjiao heard that it was a fox demon, and knew that it was a letter from a white banyan fox, so he quickly replied, An Yuyan's expression was a little strange, and he nodded his head.
Not long after, An Yuyan rode up again, holding a pillow-sized red fox in his arms, with bloody feet and blue eyes, holding a jade slip in his mouth, looking very well-behaved.
"It turns out to be a fox... It's not a fox demon..."
Only then did Li Yuanjiao understand An Yuyan's words, took the jade slip, and read it carefully.
「… The cave has already assigned a demon general to come... It's a deer demon... Cultivation in the middle of the foundation building, sent a gift to the door... I want to talk to the nobles..."
"It turns out that the new demon will take office... The reaction of this demon cave is slow enough...'
Li Yuanjiao nodded suddenly, handed the jade slip to Li Xiyu's hand, he looked at it twice, and said hesitantly:
"This demon deer... It's because I'm afraid of my family!"
"Aren't you afraid!"
Li Yuanjiao smiled and explained:
"He died at the hands of my family a few years before taking office, and he let the white banyan fox clean up, and there was no rumor at all, this is usually the treatment of three sects and seven sects!"
"He bit the bullet and came to guard, so naturally he had to negotiate with my family, otherwise wouldn't he be sitting on that peak in a daze, waiting for my family to take his life?"
Li Yuanjiao glanced at the little red fox standing motionless in front of him obediently, and said softly:
"Then let's see what kind of goods this deer demon is."
Li Xiyu nodded slightly, and asked An Yuyan to retreat with the fox in his arms, and then reminded:
"Ancestor... Uncle Xuanxuan... The demons are getting heavier and heavier, although the old man doesn't say... But you can't stand by."
Li Yuanjiao's face was a little gloomy, he threw off his sleeves and said in a deep voice:
"Xi Jun and I mentioned it several times, I went to inquire for a long time, and I heard that [Hengzhu Daomen] has a way to resolve it, you should find someone to take him there!"
After saying this, Li Yuanjiao didn't care and left on his own.
Li Xiyu was stunned, smiled bitterly twice, raised his head to look at his floating back, and muttered embarrassedly:
"But... But the cost is huge, Uncle Xuanxuan refuses to go!"
He was in a dilemma, the jade court guard on the side stood silently, Li Xiyu thought for a while, and said in a low voice:
"I can only ask Brother Jun!"
……
Ancestral hall.
Li Xijun stayed on the mountain for half a year, and everyone thought he was grounded and no one disturbed him, and he was happy to be idle, practicing swordsmanship and spells, both of which were diligent.
When the news of Li Jingtian came back, Li Yuanjiao came in and chatted with him a few times, he changed into white clothes in the ancestral hall, and he was still thinking about Li Xuanxuan:
"The old man's energy is not good, and I don't know if he can bear it."
After practicing in the ancestral hall for another half month, Li Xijun originally planned to go out after three years, but Li Xiyu hurriedly came, and when he told the news about this, Li Xijun suddenly couldn't sit still.
"Both ends are not submissive... Harm!'
Li Xijun was worried about Li Xuanxuan, and when he heard that Li Qinghong was in retreat, Li Yuanjiao went out again, and he couldn't stand it, so he finally left the ancestral hall and flew to the Dan Pavilion.
stopped at the door of the Dan Pavilion, and saw a woman standing quietly on the side of the door, fair and beautiful, and actually had qi cultivation, stopped on his face, and said respectfully:
"My daughter has seen her senior."
"It turns out to be Meng."
Li Xijun responded very distantly and knocked on the door by himself.
Li Ximing was pinching the vermilion [Changxing Yuan Fire] alchemy, pushing with both hands, six pills flew out of it, put them away one by one, and said softly:
"Which Taoist friend?"
Li Xijun waited for a moment, until he put away the pill fire before entering the hall, Li Ximing was rarely alchemized by him in an orderly manner, he was very happy, and said with a smile:
"I've been holding back in it for a year, are you willing to come out?"
Li Xijun shook his head and asked:
"Let me ask you, how much does my uncle take this year? It's pretty normal."
Talking about this, Li Ximing's face was not very good-looking, and he said in a low voice:
"It's very difficult, [Meditation Pill], [Jade Ice Pill], and [Turning Cloud Pill] have all been taken a lot, and the effect is getting worse and worse... I'm afraid I can't delay it any longer, my grandfather has always refused to speak, and my second father doesn't often ask..."
Li Xijun shook his head gently:
"Father Zhong has been to the ancestral hall several times, just waiting for me to mention this, although the two elders are not very close on the surface, they are father and son after all."
Li Ximing was a little sour:
"I can't put my face down, it's twisted..."
He couldn't say this clearly, and he didn't know who he was talking about, Li Xijun glanced at him, shook his head and sighed.
Li Xijun has carefully checked the family history in the ancestral hall over the years, and only said at the moment:
"The father and son originally had a gap, and the only uncle who could be resolved died early, and the deeper the gap, Uncle Xuanxuan couldn't pull his face, and Uncle Jiao couldn't say soft words, but he felt very uncomfortable..."
Li Xijun took out a jade slip from his arms and said softly:
"Uncle Jiao didn't say anything, he was obviously very worried in his heart, he sent someone to inquire earlier, and now my uncle's appearance is no longer an ordinary elixir that can be cured.
"I know that too."
Li Ximing replied and said helplessly:
"This spell requires many spiritual objects to assist the left, forty or fifty spirit stones at a time, my grandfather is used to being frugal, how can he be willing to follow it!"
"This is easy to handle."
Li Xijun whispered:
"I deceived him out in the name of finding spiritual water, and when I arrived in Hengdong County, I cut him first and then played, and invited the Hengzhu disciples, and my uncle had to comply."
Li Ximing nodded repeatedly and said:
"Good way, it's just that the two of you are heading south, and now there are many demon cultivators, I'm afraid something will happen..."
Li Xijun replied:
"Don't worry, let Kong Heng send me over, he was born in the revision system, and he is very good at meditating and cultivating qi, and he won't have any problems halfway."
He blinked and smiled:
"It's just that it's inconvenient for me to talk about this, and I want you to tell Uncle Jiao as your idea."
Li Ximing nodded knowingly:
"Understood."
Li Xijun was not long-winded, nodded slightly, and flew straight to the cave on the mountain to invite Li Xuanxuan.
Leaving Li Ximing sitting in a daze in the Dan Pavilion, Meng Zhuoyun gently pushed the door in and said softly:
"Brother Ming..."
Li Ximing breathed a sigh of relief and led her up, the two looked at each other, Meng Zhuoyun sat beside him, the two had been together for more than a year, and they had already pierced the window paper, so there was nothing to avoid.
Li Ximing naturally pushed aside her white clothes, pinched her smooth and delicate shoulders, and thought about other things.
His eyes lingered on Meng Zhuoyun's beautiful eyebrows for a while, but found that there was a dark blue osmanthus flower on her hair, which looked like a magic weapon, and it looked particularly beautiful under her white clothes.
Meng Zhuoyun seemed to be tender, noticed his gaze, and said softly:
"This was left by my father before he died, and he built it for a few days."
Li Ximing whispered:
"Meng Lao is gone? When did it happen?"
"Last night."
Meng Zhuoyun said quietly:
"He overestimated his own strength, and died after breaking through the retreat for three months."
Li Ximing immediately let go of her shoulders and comforted:
"Mourning... mourning..."
Meng Zhuoyun laughed and said softly:
"What? Don't do it today?"
Li Ximing babbled:
"Meng Lao is a pity... Harm, life and death are like this, there is nothing that can be helped... A person has lived for more than one hundred and ninety years, and many foundations have not lived as long as he has... Think about how many monks can live to be two hundred years old..."
Meng Zhuoyun looked at the long-winded man in front of him, sneered very funny, couldn't help but shed tears, kissed him with tears in his eyes, and bit his lower lip.
Li Ximing's mouth was slightly salty, knowing that she was sad in her heart, and enlightened her in a long-winded manner, Meng Zhuoyun in front of her finally stopped pretending and shouted with tears:
"You can't do it yet!"
Li Ximing glanced at her blankly, pulled her into his arms, and the woman in front of him finally cried.
"Oops! Think about how many people can live to be two hundred years old..."
Li Ximing tossed and turned for just a few words, Meng Zhuoyun cried and laughed, his eyes were very complicated, and he sighed softly after a long time.
"Alas!"