Qingdu Mountain.
It has been nearly ten years since Qingdu Mountain was moved, the earth veins have changed, and three small peaks have risen on both sides, high and low, the highest is about a hundred fathoms, just halfway up the mountainside of the main peak of Qingdu, and the short ones are fifty or sixty fathoms, and many houses have been built.
The highest left peak is called Fu Peak, which is reserved for Li Xuanxuan to live in all year round, followed by a few Fu Dao apprentices, and the lower ones are left to Li Chengmu and Li Chengshi brothers of Xiaozong.
These two brothers have now become Yujing, and they follow Li Xiyu to govern the clan, and they are considered reliable.
"Xiyu behaves well, and the two brothers were also raised in the Qingdu Cave Mansion since they were children, and they are loyal and reliable."
Li Yuanjiao rode the wind back into Qingdu Mountain, the cave entrance on the top of the mountain was brightly lit, the two of them were guarding in front of the door, he went down the stone steps, suddenly it was open, and the Ming Hall was so big.
This place is naturally the Snake Demon Cave Mansion back then, and today's Qingdu Cave Mansion has been repaired by the Li family for decades, and the holes on the walls are very regular, although the inspiration is not strong, but it is vast and huge, and can accommodate several foundation building monks to practice.
Thanks to Li Tongya's occupation of this place many years ago, now the Li family sees that the foundation is building more and more and will not have nowhere to practice, but it is not a problem.
"The fire vein of Wutu Mountain has been completed, and Kong Gufalcon of Xuanyue Gate is still taking care of it in Wutu, making it gradually stable, Ximing began to move over... Qinghong is in retreat again, no wonder it is so deserted."
was watching, Li Xijun came over with the wind and said respectfully:
"I have seen Zhongfu."
Li Yuanjiao nodded and asked:
"When will you break through the retreat?"
Li Xijun acted steadily, he had been staying in the fifth layer of qi training for a period of time, polishing his cultivation, and now seeing that his aura was thick, he was already very refined, and said respectfully:
"It's just these days."
Li Xijun and Li Yuanjiao strolled around the Qingdu Cave Mansion for a while, and there was a faint voice, Li Yuanjiao said:
"Ahead is ......"
"Most of the children of the Chengming generation have already entered the house to practice."
Li Yuanjiao suddenly understood:
"More than ten years have passed before I know it, and Chengming's juniors have grown up......"
The two of them rode forward, and a group of teenagers were gathered in the small courtyard, holding each other and shouting incessantly.
The boys and girls are naturally the children of the Chengming generation in the family.
Li Yuanjiao even saw this group of children for the first time, and gently stroked his hand, hiding his figure.
Li Xijun was in retreat a few years ago, he practiced hard, he didn't have much time to be active, and he had never seen it a few times.
The youngest of these children was only six years old, and the eldest was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and their cultivation was between the first layer of fetal breath and the third layer of fetal breath.
"No wonder Brother Yu said that there are no superior figures, most of these children's spiritual talents are above average."
Although the Chengming generation is prosperous, most of them are the children of the big clan brought up by the small sect, except for Li Xiyue, a few Xiyue monks have not yet given birth, so it seems that there are no strangers.
Li Xijun's eyes stayed on more than a dozen people in the courtyard, and there were no people with outstanding temperament, but the oldest boy was very tall, and his words were quite bold and atmospheric.
He had thick eyebrows, shining eyes, holding a gun in his hand, standing in the yard, and he was the oldest person, in charge of a group of brothers and sisters, and everyone admired him.
Li Xijun stared at him carefully, and saw that he had cleaned up the game between the brothers, instructed his younger brother, and dragged the injured to heal, thinking it was interesting.
Looking at Li Yuanjiao on the side, the clan uncle was very focused, and the boys and girls below gathered together to chat, Li Yuanjiao was a little happy, and he immediately drove the wind down.
……
"Brother Liao!"
Li Chengliao is sixteen years old this year, the oldest among the sons, with thick eyebrows, nothing surprising, only standing with a sword, a group of children are finishing their training, and they are being greeted by him and sitting together.
When the brothers and sisters were all seated, Li Chengliao sat in the middle, and one of them said:
"Brother Liao, what are you talking about today?"
Li Chengliao only said:
"You all come to ask me, there are only a few ways to achieve foundation building at home, as for how wonderful it is, why not practice it yourself?"
"Brother, what you said is so unreasonable."
The girl on the side smiled, her eyes were round and her eyebrows were curved, and she spoke:
"How many people are building the foundation in the family? You are a direct lineage with high talent, and you can accomplish anything you practice, but I am not as talented as you, so I just listen to it, where can I practice?"
A group of boys and girls nodded slightly, all looking dejected, but a child in the corner spoke and said in a crisp voice:
"Sister Gong's words are not interesting, my father said that my great-grandfather only broke through Yujing when he was in his twenties, and he still became a [vast sea], and building a foundation is not just about talent."
For this group of teenage boys and girls, building a foundation is already a rare great supernatural power, and the immortal foundation has its own mystery, which is passed down by word of mouth, and the more it is spread, the more mysterious it becomes, so naturally they are all building foundations in their hearts.
Li Chengliao nodded and said in a very elderly tone:
"Cheng? Even if you can't build a foundation, you have to cultivate qi no matter what, and you must not lose the face of your own veins."
The children replied yes, they looked very harmonious, although several teenagers looked at each other very competitively, and the atmosphere was not bad.
Li Chengliao smiled and looked at the brothers and sisters, and then spoke:
"But I heard that there is a new method in the clan, called "Pheasant Fire Long Walking Gong", which is a dignified fourth-grade method, swallowing [Long Walking Pheasant Fire] and cultivating the immortal foundation [Pheasant Departure]."
The girl Li Minggong on the side quickly asked:
"What's so wonderful?"
"How do I know?"
Li Chengliao responded angrily, and the teenagers began to discuss with giggles, their eyes full of yearning, Li Cheng? He also thought about it, lowered his head and pondered silently.
Li Xijun stood sideways beside Li Yuanjiao and said softly:
"They are all pretty good, at least they all grew up in the Qingdu Cave Mansion, and they teach every day, and there are no people who are not foolish."
Li Yuanjiao nodded slightly, and the nephew on the side said regretfully:
"It's a pity that although these children's talents are much better than their parents, they are all decent, and there is little hope of building a foundation."
Li Xijun's words were very tactful, in fact, if this group of children didn't have any adventures, I was afraid they wouldn't even be able to touch the ninth layer of qi training, Li Yuanjiao hummed, with rare tenderness in his eyes, and said with a smile:
"In the past, my uncle was also decent among the four sons, and there was only hope of practicing qi, who would have thought that he would be famous in Jiangnan? As long as there is a spiritual aperture, there is hope after all."
"It's a pity..."
Li Yuanjiao paused slightly:
"These children have never been taken care of by immortals, they can be pillars, not leaders."
Li Xijun lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows, Li Yuanjiao smiled and said:
"Go down and take a look."
Li Chengliao was picking up the wooden weapon on the ground, and the noisy voices of the brothers in his ears suddenly disappeared, and the surroundings were so quiet that they could be heard, only Li Minggong's nervous voice:
"Brother Liao... Brother Liao..."
Li Chengliao was called by the left and right, and raised his head in response, only to find that there was a young man standing in front of him, dressed in white and chic, carrying a sword behind him, with a dusty temperament.
His eyes became excited, and he said nervously:
"Liao'er has seen his uncle!"
Li Xijun was stunned for a moment, only then did he realize that this child was the eldest son of his brother Li Xiyu, whom he had seen before, and had not yet chosen a name when he was born, but in a flash of ten years, he was no longer recognizable.
"Your name is Li Chengliao?"
He was a little embarrassed and said softly:
"Liao'er... Come... I've seen my uncle."
Only then did Li Chengliao realize that there was a middle-aged man beside Li Xijun, with short eyebrows, slightly slender eyes, a simple black robe, and a sword behind him.
"Uncle?!"
Who else can be called 'uncle' by Li Xijun so respectfully? Coupled with Li Yuanjiao's outfit, Li Chengliao was suddenly in awe and ecstasy, bowing down in disbelief, and even trembling a little:
"Chengliao pays homage... Uncle!"
The heads of the boys and girls who had just raised their heads hung down in an instant, and they didn't even dare to look at each other, so they bowed down and said in unison:
"Junior, meet uncle!"
Li Chengliao's gaze was too admiring, which caused Li Yuanjiao to look away slightly, raised his palm slightly, lifted everyone up, and said in his heart:
"If Uncle Tongya is here, these little cubs must not be happy and crazy."
Thinking in his heart, Li Yuanjiao has always been very kind to his family, and said softly:
"What kind of family are they all descendants?"
"Zhongmai's eldest son, Li Chengliao!"
Li Chengliao stood up first, and the girl Li Minggong on the side was the eldest sister, and said respectfully:
"Sister Bo Maiyuan, Li Minggong."
"Zhongmai Yuan Yun Zhi Youji, Li Cheng?."
「……」
The twelve people answered according to their age, Li Yuanjiao nodded, calculating the age, Li Minggong and Li Cheng, who had the best talent? A few people were just similar to Li Xiyu, and only said softly at the moment:
"And they all practice hard, many exercises in the clan, except for a few spiritual energy that are too difficult to collect... You can read it and choose your favorite exercises to practice."
The teenagers responded, Li Yuanjiao looked at the weapons scattered on the ground, and sure enough, they were either guns or swords, and occasionally there were one or two bows, and instructed:
"You can learn whatever weapon you like, you don't have to just stare at these three, there must be someone who can learn all the weapons at home, and the clan can go to the market to find techniques for you."
After saying that, he said softly:
"Have you ever killed someone? Have you ever killed a demon?"
Seeing that all the children shook their heads, Li Yuanjiao had a plan in his heart and said to Li Xijun:
"Tong Xiyu said, now there are a lot of qi training at home, don't kill the fetal monsters caught in various prefectures and towns easily, and send them in to the children to see the blood."
"Yes."
Li Xijun smiled and agreed, but the Chengming generation did not feel afraid, they all looked eager to try, Li Yuanjiao paused and pondered:
"As for murder... There will be opportunities in the future... It doesn't have to be so early..."
Not to mention the dead lineage of the Li family, there are now more than fifty Keqing and monks who died accidentally, either killed by monsters or killed by passing scattered demon cultivators.
Li Yuanjiao pointed out the children's practice, and at Li Xijun's happy request, he reluctantly showed the [Jing Dragon King] to the juniors.
Li Chengliao and the others were still cheering at first, but when the blue-gray dragon snake bared its teeth and claws, they turned pale in horror, and they threw their weapons and sat down on the ground one by one.
After vetoing Li Xijun's suggestion to divide the immortal base into snakes, shrimp, crabs, and fish to beat up the Chengming generation, Li Yuanjiao took Li Xijun and drifted away, soaring through the clouds and mist, and disappeared over the cave.
The two of them left for a long time before the children eased up, but they admired the power of building the foundation even more, Li Chengliao's heart was pounding, and he was very excited when he looked at the brothers and sisters on the left and right.
"Come on, come on, practice!"
Li Yuanjiao looked at Li Xijun's happy appearance beside him, and finally laughed a little, and he said in a muffled voice:
"It's really my aunt and nephew, you look the same as Qinghong when you play around! There is no proper shape."
Li Yuanjiao said softly:
"When she was a child, she insisted on using a gun to hook up the peach, and tricked Yun Di to pick it up, which made Yun Di cry, and she laughed happily.
Li Xijun pursed his lips and smiled, he could clearly see the smile in Li Yuanjiao's eyes, the eldest brother didn't talk about the second brother, he just listened obediently and responded with a hint.
Li Yuanjiao said a few words, broke free from the memories, and realized that he had lost his temper and changed back to a heavy appearance, but his tone was much gentler:
"The children are all good, very cute."
Li Xijun also bowed his hands and said softly:
"I have already asked Brother Ming about Uncle Xuanxuan, he has always wanted to see you."
"Okay."
Li Yuanjiao said in a deep voice:
"I'll go over now."
Li Xijun nodded and left, first riding the wind towards Wutu Mountain, reminding Li Ximing so that Li Yuanjiao would not encounter some embarrassing things.
Li Yuanjiao naturally had a clear understanding in his heart, but he knew that he knew, and he didn't want to break through it face to face, waiting for almost time before he slowly fell to Wutu Mountain.
Wutu Mountain.
Li Yuanjiao listened to him finish the matter respectfully, resisted the urge to ask "Did Xijun teach you", and said in a deep voice:
"It's good... Hengzhumen has been in business for many years, what does your grandfather say?"
Li Ximing hurriedly said:
"Xijun went to ask, the old man insists on finishing the talisman for the next two years before leaving, and it will take a while to delay."
"Just go if you want to."
Li Yuanjiao looked him up and down and praised:
"Yes, I'm about to practice qi for the seventh layer."
Li Ximing hurriedly said:
"I could have made a breakthrough, but I thought that the progress was too fast recently, and I was afraid that the foundation would be unstable, so I haven't broken through yet."
"Hmm."
Li Yuanjiao nodded, Li Ximing was taught in cultivation that he was in line with the way of the Xiao and Li families, so he would not make such a mistake.
He swept his eyes in the courtyard and saw a painting hanging in the corner, most of which was painted, and the painting showed Li Ximing sitting back, dressed in white, with a very calm expression on his face.
Li Yuanjiao squinted his eyes slightly and said softly:
"The painting is vivid."
Li Ximing nodded a little awkwardly, and Li Yuanjiao tilted his head to look at him:
"Do you still like it?"
Li Ximing was stunned for a moment and replied:
"It's just a painting, how can I like it or not?"
Li Yuanjiao only sighed and went out with his hands on his back.