Li Xizhi casually dealt with the large and small people in the market, and took the time to go to the yard, where his grandfather Li Xuanxuan was holding a talisman pen, stained with some spiritual ink, and carefully outlining it.
The old man has been drawing talismans for more than 70 years, and he can draw them perfectly with his eyes closed, raising his gray eyebrows, looking at Li Xizhi, outlining steadily in his hand, and smiling in his mouth:
"Zhi'er is here."
Li Xizhi responded respectfully, Li Xuanxuan's hand moved, and a talisman had already emerged, it was the [Guiyuan Shield] in the later stage of qi training, snow-white and crystal clear, Li Xuanxuan looked at his rather curious appearance and said with a smile:
"It's just a big road, and it can't be compared with the talismans in your sect."
Li Xizhi glanced at it twice and said softly:
"It's really much worse, my grandfather's talisman technique already has a high level of attainment, but it doesn't have a high-quality inheritance, and it's abandoned on this level of talismans."
"The threshold of the Fu technique is low, and there are more abandoned scattered cultivators like me in the country."
Li Xuanxuan smiled and waved his hand, took out [Ding Zhen Feng] from the storage bag, handed the golden magic weapon to him, and instructed:
"This [Ding Zhen Feng] has the name of Situ Mo written on it, as well as the mark of the Golden Gate, I don't dare to take it and use it, I hope to find a family in the market and change it and repair it for me, so that it can be used anyway."
He twisted his beard and said in a pale voice:
"I took advantage of the opportunity to go out, who knew that there were a few alchemists in the market who could cultivate and reform, and they were afraid of offending the Gilding Gate, so they kicked me out, and the only one who was willing to take over offered a sky-high price! Look at this... Harm!"
Li Xizhi understood, took the magic weapon, and said with a smile:
"Leave it to my grandson, although I can't act recklessly and make some money in this market, I can use my power to open a convenient door.
Li Xuanxuan nodded repeatedly and said with emotion:
"A few years ago, my uncle and I discussed that if you can stay at home, it is most suitable to manage the family... It's a pity that you went to the sect, and you were the only one who was suitable to go at that time, if it was a few years later..."
Li Xizhi shook his head, and Li Xuanxuan turned again:
"But in the final analysis, you are also the best candidate to join the sect, Ximing is ruthless, if his temperament enters the sect, I am afraid it will be amazing! Xijun is too sharp, Xiyu is too serious, you are the only one who can commit to dealing with and show patience and goodwill......"
"I heard that you married the Yang family, but you are considerate? Bring it back when you have time and let A-Weng see ......."
Li Xuanxuan was old and spoke a lot, Li Xizhi listened with a smile, and then said softly:
"Grandpa, wait a moment, I'll go and ask someone to reforge the magic weapon."
Li Xuanxuan waved his hand to let him go out, and the backyard creaked twice, Li Xijun stepped in, his complexion looked much better, and he said with some doubts:
"Uncle... I still have to make time to go home early, I will naturally be safe in this market, but I am afraid that Situ Mo will not harm us, so I will go to Qingdu Mountain, my aunt is alone, I am afraid that I am not his opponent."
"Yes."
Li Xuanxuan suddenly felt reasonable, stopped the talisman pen in his hand, and replied:
"When Jiao'er leaves the customs, I can go home together, and let Xi Zhi send the magic weapon later."
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Li Xizhi left the yard, and the two old men came up very attentively, and he asked softly:
"Who is the best at refining weapons in this market?"
An old man came forward and said with a sneer:
"There is a sword monk here... Good at creating magic weapons, but... He is also a child of the Immortal Sect, he has been closed for a long time, and his temperament is not very kind, I dare not invite him, I am afraid that I will have to ask an adult to visit..."
"[Wan Yu Jianmen]... It's okay, take me there."
Li Xizhi nodded suddenly, and as the two of them stepped forward, they rode the rainbow, and the two followed behind, looking at the rainbow light under his feet with admiration and fear, and one of them transmitted with mana:
"This master is really lucky, he was born in the direct line of Qingdu, and became a child of Qingchi, the master is the foundation of the Yuan family in Mushroom Forest, and his father is the ancestor of the Li family, three generations of foundation... It's really above your head as soon as I was born..."
The other old man nodded secretly and replied with mana:
"Who says it's not... Presumably, this adult's background in the sect can also be counted... Don't touch the oil and water in Fangshi... Maybe I don't like it at all!"
Li Xizhi couldn't hear the conversation between the two, so he stepped into the courtyard and saw a young man straddling the ground, looking at it with a drawing, and glancing at him with drooping eyelids.
"In the lower Wanyu Jianmen, Cheng Jinzhu, I don't know which peak of Qingchi is from?"
Seeing him so arrogant, Li Xizhi secretly felt that this matter was difficult to handle, and said softly:
"Qingsui Peak Li Xizhi."
"What Qingsui Peak? I've never heard of it...!"
Cheng Jinzhu replied calmly, suddenly frowned, his posture was a little more upright, and he wondered:
"You Li family, not [Fuchen Peak] Li family? Aho... But the green ears of the sword immortal?"
"It's Moon Lake, Qingdu Li."
Li Xizhi's voice fell, and Cheng Jinzhu immediately jumped up from the ground, his face changed drastically, and his smile became enthusiastic, and he said ashamedly:
"Excuse me... Seeing that the Taoist looked so young, I thought he was the direct descendant of the Demon Sect... It turned out to be a child of the Sword Immortal family! I'm really sorry!"
Cheng Jinzhu can generously call the Qingchi Sect Demon Sect, but Li Xizhi did not dare to admit it, and could only silently bow his head as if he had never heard of it, and said humbly:
"The shadow of the ancestors is not worth mentioning."
Cheng Jinzhu's attitude was completely different, and he pulled him over and said heartily:
"What's not worth mentioning! When the sword intent of Yue Que appeared, the [Wan Yu Sword Book] in my sect was also moved, it was written that the name of the sword was [Qing Chi], and the sword intent was [Yue Kai], ethereal and changing, and it was the right way at first glance!"
"I don't like to call it the Immortal Peak of the Demon Gate, but when it comes to Sword Immortals, I use the name of the sword."
He looked sad:
"It's a pity that something happened in Southern Xinjiang! It's a pity."
Cheng Jinzhu took Li Xizhi's hand and said softly:
"Your family was born in Qingchi, otherwise my Jianmen should have been the closest to your family, my sect has been fighting everywhere over the years, and the state is really not good, so I can barely protect myself, otherwise I will definitely have to take your children to start practicing..."
He said softly:
"In the matter of anger and Maha, although my parents never participated in the filthy things of Buddhism, they also made an exception to secretly help people in the void, which had some unexpected effects, but unfortunately it didn't work out in the end..."
Cheng Jizhu seemed to hold back his anger, and spoke bitterly, Li Xizhi listened carefully, slightly touched, Cheng Jizhu then realized it later, and said with a smile:
"Come on, come on, Taoist friends learn from their origins, quickly compare with me with a sword!"
Li Xizhi understood that he was afraid that he would pretend to be the Li family to make money for him, so he pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword to charge his strength, and said calmly:
"Okay, I'll only draw one sword."
"After all, I can only use this sword in the 'Yue Que Sword Code'......'
Li Xizhi muttered in his heart, and Cheng Jinzhu in front of him suddenly turned serious, drew his sword, his sword energy was bright, flowing endlessly, and he was on high alert.
Wan Yu's swordsmanship has been passed down for a long time, Cheng Jin cast the sword, observed Li Xizhi's movements, and saw the sword on his waist jump up, hooking up a huge sword arc and hitting his face.
"When..."
The sword in his hand shook away, the sword arc in front of him had disappeared, Cheng Jinzhu withdrew a few steps, and if he was thinking, Li Xizhi's heart was empty:
"What a fast sword, although he is a late-stage qi cultivation level, he can easily resolve my family's swordsmanship like this, which shows his strength."
Cheng Jinzhu touched his chin and said softly:
"The nobleman's swordsmanship is very interesting."
He felt itchy in his heart, thinking about letting Li Xizhi use a few more swords, but Li Xizhi didn't want to delay any longer, so he just asked:
"I got a magic weapon from the Golden Gate, and asked a Taoist friend to reforge it for me so that my family can use it."
"Gold Gate."
Cheng Jinzhu responded and said naturally:
"Naturally, it's no problem, but it's a foundation-building magic weapon?"
Li Xizhi handed over [Ding Zhenfeng], Cheng Jinzhu took it and praised:
"Be ingenious, good baby."
He looked like an experienced person and only asked:
"Want to forge a sword? What kind of primordial essence can be controlled?"
Li Xizhi said:
"Pine, wind, frost, snow, and the like."
Cheng Jinzhu took a look, nodded and replied:
"What cold jade and cold stone do you have there, just bring it, I will reforge it for you, about... It will take about two or three years! The material of this golden awn is excellent, and it is overkill to make it look like it is now, and it is easy to change it to a sword."
Li Xizhi thanked him happily, and quickly asked:
"I don't know how many spirit stones?"
Cheng Jinzhu casually stroked the [Ding Zhen Feng] in his hand, and said very casually:
"Look at it, don't take advantage of you, there is only one request - after this magic weapon is cast, I must name it."
Li Xizhi didn't care about this, he just nodded in agreement, and the two of them said a few words and said goodbye and left.
When he turned around and landed in the yard, the family was already ready to leave, Li Xizhi saw his family for half a month, and suddenly felt reluctant, and hurriedly stepped forward and said to Li Yuanjiao:
"Is my father's wound healed? Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
Li Yuanjiao said softly:
"The injury has stabilized, and this injury can be cured in a day or two, or you have to go home and retreat for three or five years."
He stroked his black clothes and said in a deep voice:
"There are a few things I want to ask you."
Li Xizhi responded, who would have thought that Li Yuanjiao would say:
"Fight with your brother."
"Huh?"
Li Xizhi looked at Li Xijun holding the sword in front of him, was slightly stunned, and immediately understood, Li Yuanjiao really said:
"Let's see how much difference there is between my family's direct lineage and the disciples of the Qingchi Sect!"
Li Xizhi landed down a little embarrassed, Li Xijun in front of him was dressed in white, staying for six layers of qi training for a long time, while Li Xizhi had just broken through, dressed in brocade.
He thought for two breaths, put away the feather coat on his body, and then nodded to his brother.
"Brother, I'm offended!"
Li Xijun stepped in the void, carried the "Turbulent Step Across the River", strode forward, pressed the hilt of the sword with his hand, his expression was solemn, and the white energy in his eyes moved, and flew towards Li Xizhi's side.
Li Xizhi held the scabbard and stood out of thin air, the colorful light under his feet was unfazed, and one side was already several feet away, Li Xijun suddenly stopped and thought to himself:
"This technique is too clever, I can't think about shortening the distance......"
Immediately made a decision, drew his sword, and brought out a mighty white sword arc, Li Xizhi did not bully him, and also drew his sword and greeted him with the Yue Que sword arc.
Li Xijun's sword was ordinary, while Li Xizhi was a Dharma light flowing, dazzling and dazzling, and at first glance it was not an ordinary thing, the two collided and made a roaring sound.
"Boom..."
The two collided in the air, smoke and dust rose, Li Xizhi scattered a wisp of sword energy flying over with his sleeve, and finally had a hint of surprise, nodded and said:
"Okay!"
Li Xizhi is older than him, has been practicing swordsmanship longer than him, and his own swordsmanship talent is better than him, but he can practice many spells in the sect, and the time spent on swordsmanship is naturally far less than that of Li Xijun.
Li Xijun had the upper hand with one move, and he had to get closer, hitting each other with his sword energy, but Li Xizhi shook his head and smiled, pinching the formula in his hand, and a colorful light flowed out.
【Floating Light Picking】
This colorful light was hazy and floating, coming and going like lightning, Li Xijun only felt that his hand was empty, and the sword in his hand had already reached Li Xizhi's hand.
"What kind of spell is this!"
Li Yuanjiao on the side was originally just watching quietly, watching Li Xizhi take the sword in Li Xijun's hand with a "brush" sound, and suddenly changed color, and his heart was shocked.
"Sure enough, there is a method of restraint in the art of restraint!"
The scattered cultivators couldn't cultivate spells, and the only ones that could compete with the Immortal Sect were swords, guns, and knives...... This kind of skill, the threshold is low and the upper limit is high, Li Yuanjiao has always suspected that the Qingchi Sect has a targeted method, and suddenly his heart chuckled:
"If that's the case, where can there be any chance of winning, a spell and even the sword have been taken away!"
Li Xijun was also caught off guard, but fortunately, he reacted quickly, and immediately put his fingers together and released [Tu Jun Kui Guang], white light gushed out, hitting Li Xizhi.
"Good spell."
Li Xizhi praised, the backhand was also pinched, the middle finger and ring finger were bent into the palm of the hand, and the rest of the side formed a cauldron, one sentence at a time:
"Enter, I, heart, cauldron."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sunflower light converged into a white line, wandered in a circle and fell into the palm of his hand.
Li Yuanjiao and Li Xuanxuan looked at each other, both full of shock:
"Zhi'er is not Qingchi's direct lineage, but "Chaoxia Dew Picking Formula" is a complete and comprehensive that Qingchi can call... It's already so powerful! If the Chi family changes..."
Li Xizhi bowed to his younger brother, looked at the silent appearance of the two elders, and said silently:
"Zhi'er is not weak in the sect..."
Li Yuanjiao sighed and asked:
"How many spells can the average child of Qingchi practice?"
Li Xizhi said respectfully:
"Three or four paths, if there are too many, I am afraid it will delay the foundation building."
Li Xizhi looked at his father, hesitated for a moment, and replied:
"Disciples in the sect often build foundations in their fifties or sixties, not limited by talent, but in order to minor spells and wait for the opportunity to break through.
"Why is this?"
Li Yuanjiao frowned slightly, and the eldest son replied:
"Once the monk forges the immortal foundation, there will be a lot of natural mystery, if the spells to be learned cannot be harmonized with it, it will be difficult to improve..."
"On the contrary, if you learn the spell early before the foundation is built, this spell will be affected by the immortal foundation after the foundation is built, and there may be many more mysterious changes!"
"Therefore, the disciples in the sect can push as much as possible, and often some people get older, and in the end they cause many tragedies."