Qingdu Mountain.
Time passed like flowing water, and Qingdu Mountain had completely stabilized into a peak in the lake, completely blending with the water veins and earth veins in the lake, and there were no traces of moving.
Li Xijun is practicing swordsmanship on the mountain, he and several brothers are not very talented, in the past two years, Li Ximing has broken through the ninth layer of qi training, and his cultivation has gradually perfected, Li Xizhi has also broken through the seventh layer of qi training, only he is still wandering back on the sixth floor.
"The third layer after qi training is particularly difficult, my talent is not as good, I just took advantage of it before, so I can barely be on par with them, and it is also appropriate to fall."
He has a very stable mentality, practicing his swordsmanship day and night, and he has gradually gained some charm between the long sword swings, and it is successful.
"[Three-point moon streamer] is really difficult, after so many years of hard study, I have finally made some progress."
Li Xijun was practicing swordsmanship, but he watched a monk fall on the peak, carrying a long jade box behind him, looking at him gently.
"The master is finally back!"
Kong Heng has been gone for two years, if it weren't for Li Xizhi sending a letter back to explain, I am afraid that he would have suspected that something happened to him on the road, Li Xijun glanced at the jade box behind him, had a hunch, and said happily:
"But the magic sword was cast!"
The ceramic red bead and talisman weapon [Late Red Glaze] originally sent by Li Yuanjiao could be regarded as a very good qi training-level magic weapon, but he gave it to his sister Li Yuexiang early on for self-defense, and now he only has a sword in his hand.
Now that his brother has specially created a foundation-building magic weapon for himself, how can Li Xijun not like it, and it is rare to show joy when he is so calm.
"Exactly!"
Kong Heng nodded, took off the jade box behind him, held it in both hands, and took out a long sword from it, the sword body was like white snow, the cold light flowed, the blade was thin, and the overall was slightly slender.
Kong Heng held his hands flat and offered his sword:
"This sword is three feet nine inches and three minutes long, weighs ninety-two pounds and twelve taels, and is cast from cold iron and pure gold, building a foundation for magic weapons, as bright as flowing water, as clean as white frost, and is called [Han Yan]."
Li Xijun's eyes could no longer be taken away, so he took it tremblingly and nodded:
"Okay... Okay..."
The [Han Qiaojian Sword] was held in his hand, and it made a clanging sound, and the two seal characters [Han Yan] on the sword body lit up and released a white awn, as if rejoicing.
Li Xijun reversed the green blade and held the sword back, the snow-white blade reached his other shoulder, releasing a cold air, he took two breaths and said again:
"Okay!"
He raised his sword eyebrows, danced his sword, and a biting cold wind blew beside him, and a little cold light swayed left and right in the wind, turning into three streamers, snow-white and crystal clear, jumping and flying in the air, wandering around him.
"[Three-point moon streamer]!"
Li Xijun let out a long breath, the three streamers disappeared, and the swordsmanship that had not been displayed for many years finally danced with the blessing of Han Yan, freezing the bluestone under his feet to pieces.
"Okay!"
But he heard a deep hoarse voice, Li Xijun was very familiar with this voice, quickly sheathed his sword, and said respectfully:
"I've seen the ancestor!"
Li Yuanjiao walked out slowly from the stone road, very satisfied, and said softly:
"You have a good talent for kendo, you are better at being diligent and hardworking, and you will eventually gain something."
He paused and said softly:
"Ancestor Tongya also practiced swordsmanship for thirty years before he got this move, but you caught up with him."
Li Xijun quickly denied it and said respectfully:
"How can this be compared! Although my ancestors have practiced swordsmanship for thirty years, they can only learn this sword book in ten years, so naturally they can't compare!"
Li Yuanjiao saw that his face was panicked, he was really in awe rather than pretending to be modest, so he smiled and said with satisfaction:
"Okay, no matter what, it's at least better than me!"
Li Xijun was about to speak, but was interrupted by Li Yuanjiao's wave, took the Han Liao sword and looked at it, and said in a deep voice:
"This material is very good... I'm afraid it's second only to [Qingsha], the price will definitely not be good, fortunately... It's just that the change is not the construction... Take thirty spirit stones and send them to Zhi'er, don't let him be strong and delay his practice."
Li Xijun responded, the Li family now has a lot of surplus, and there have been hundreds of spirit stones in reserve in the past few years, and it is not reluctant to spend dozens of them.
Li Yuanjiao handed Qing Feng back to him and muttered:
"The name is good."
Li Xijun pursed his lips, Kong Heng was silent, apologized, and quickly withdrew, Li Yuanjiao took out a small letter and said seriously:
"The letter sent back by Zhi'er was sent to my cave a long time ago, take a look."
Li Xijun nodded, glanced roughly, and said in a deep voice:
"I want my nephew to come and see... Go overseas immediately, on one end you can find an island to gain a foothold overseas, and on the other hand, you can't let Situ Mo have the energy to concentrate on targeting Xuanyue Gate."
"After all, Xuanyue Sect has a good relationship with my family, and Kong Tingyun is a friend of the second uncle.
He was quick to think and quickly made an inference:
"It is best to find out Situ Mo's helper or background and remove it, so that he cannot guess my family's whereabouts, and the threat can be greatly reduced."
He said softly:
"As long as the family is left to the air balance... He is the best at defense, coupled with the large formation at home, Situ Mo has not returned overseas, so naturally there is nothing to do!"
Li Xijun said this, in fact, as long as the direction is determined, the family does not have to build a foundation to stay, he understood that Li Yuanjiao was cautious, so he swallowed this words.
Li Yuanjiao has been in seclusion for more than two years, healed his wounds, and with the assistance of many elixirs, his cultivation has improved slightly, and he only said at the moment:
"What is feasible is what is possible... It's just that if Situ Mo's helper is really Zhao Shi, without Kong Heng's help, he may not be able to find this monk, let alone do anything to him."
Li Xijun nodded slightly and said in a low voice:
"Aunt is a great combat force, you must go, uncle means... Let Senior Wushao stay?"
"Hmm."
Li Yuanjiao nodded and replied:
"In the East China Sea, this demon snake is also needed to lead the way, so it is better to solve Situ Mo's matter first, and then let Qinghong return home and replace him."
"That's all there is to it..."
Li Xijun sighed in a low voice and said doubtfully:
"I'm afraid that as soon as I leave here, that person will calculate it!"
"I asked Kong Heng, this person will have to pay some price to calculate my direction, so I won't know it all the time, so it's better to make a quick decision, go immediately, and catch Situ Mo off guard..."
Li Yuanjiao said in his mouth, but he was secretly suspicious in his heart, and said secretly:
"My family has gradually gained status, and I can hear some news, the Purple Mansion should not do anything, but what I should be most afraid of is that a group of Master Zhao Shi are specially ambushed!"
He pondered and decided to let Kong Heng go to the East China Sea first, bring a letter to Kong Tingyun of Xuanyue Gate, ask about the current situation, and then make a plan.