Li Xijun arranged the things at home, looked at everything that happened during the retreat, there was no big problem left and right, the family's income was slightly tightened because of the growth of monks, and it was only one or two spirit stones less, which was not a problem.
"Not bad... Brother Xiyu is becoming more and more stable."
Li Xijun praised, Chen Donghe was dressed in jade armor, full of white hair, standing on the side of the hall, he had been in the ninth layer of qi training for many years, and his swordsmanship was gradually becoming more proficient, but he did not break through the certainty of building the foundation, and spent more time on clan affairs.
The original head of the Jade Court Guard, Chen Mufeng, was demoted, the old man Chen Donghe took over the Jade Court Guard, and now the family is up and down, only he has this prestige ability, Li Xijun looked at it and suddenly asked:
"Is there still a female roll in Wutu Mountain?"
Li Xijun retreated for a while, not knowing how Li Ximing is progressing now, and he didn't find any relevant news, so he asked, and saw Chen Donghe:
"Wutu Mountain sent all the original female scrolls down the mountain, and no one has been allowed to go up the mountain over the years, not even the An family has gone up Wutu Mountain a few times."
Li Xijun was surprised and said to himself:
"This Brother Ming! How did you change your sex?"
Let the old man go back, he flew up with the wind and fell to Wutu Mountain.
The fire veins of Wutu Mountain have been around for more than ten years, gradually stabilizing, gushing out day and night, and the entire Wutu Mountain has also changed.
Li Xijun broke the formation and landed on the top of the mountain, the golden gate of the mountain was gilded, the golden light flowed, and it was magnificent, and there were two guards standing in front of the white jade steps, standing quietly.
"I've seen my uncle."
Both of them were juniors of the collateral lineage, they grew up in the cave mansion since they were young, and their talents were not good, so they practiced this "Knocking on the Court Guard Technique" early, and quickly broke through to qi training and stopped moving.
The two asked respectfully, and Li Xijun asked:
"Ximing can be in alchemy?"
One person went down and asked, and soon came up and said respectfully:
"The elder is already waiting in the temple."
Li Xijun nodded, stepped inside, walked through several corridors, and entered the main hall.
Compared with the golden withered jade masonry in front of the court, the palace is very elegantly decorated, only a few pots of orchids are placed for decoration, Li Ximing's face is younger than Li Xijun's, dressed in gold, holding a small jade furnace in his hand, sitting in the hall.
Li Xijun sat down in front of him, and Li Ximing smiled:
"Xijun is here, I am thinking about pharmacology."
Li Xijun took a closer look, and the jade furnace in his hand turned out to be a magic weapon, with an elixir baking inside, as if preparing for alchemy.
"I see."
Li Xijun came all the way, feeling that the place was deserted, he didn't see any pavilions, most of them were storage places for different elixirs, nodded slightly, and praised:
"I thought the ground was full of warblers and swallows, but I never thought it would be a good place to practice."
When Li Xijun said this, Li Ximing looked even more helpless, and said softly:
"Self-breakthrough and foundation building, that matter is no longer beneficial, unless the other party also has foundation building cultivation... Otherwise, it would be useless... Since it's useless... I don't bother to spend time."
"No wonder."
Li Xijun suddenly glanced at the decorations in the hall, wiped his hands with the white cloth on the table, and asked:
"What about the elixir?"
Li Ximing was already prepared, took out a small white jade bottle from his arms, put it on the table, and said softly:
"[Three Perfect Realm Breaking Elixirs], can assist qi cultivators to break through, I specially refined this bottle first, you can take it and use it first."
"There are six in this bottle, if you can't use it up, you can distribute the rest to your clansmen."
The two elixirs are extremely difficult to refine and have a high value, and the [Three Complete Realm Breaking Pills] have two levels: qi training and foundation building.
Li Xijun nodded and accepted, Li Ximing turned out another blue jade bottle and said:
"This is the [Three Perfections Realm Breaking Xuandan], which can assist foundation building monks to break through, and I am only capable of practicing this one."
Li Xijun paused and said softly:
"You keep it, how much does it cost?"
Li Ximing replied slightly embarrassedly:
"The spiritual materials required for these elixirs are very precious, this qi training level elixir cost nineteen spirit stones before and after, as for this foundation building mysterious pill, I was lucky, I only used it once and succeeded by chance... It cost nearly thirty spirit stones......"
"As for the [Second Solution of the Continued Rescue Pill], it is even more difficult, it took more than a dozen spirit stones to beat the water, and the simpler ones may not be able to be refined, let alone ......"
This is the case with alchemy, the early investment of each elixir is very large, and there was once Xiao Yuansi's selfless teaching, so it is very easy, and now it is naturally much more expensive to study it by yourself.
Li Xijun was very painful, but nodded and encouraged:
"The first refining can be made into a pill, which is not bad, and there will be a chance later."
Thinking of this, Li Xijun reminded:
"Senior Xiao Yuansi has been good to you, you taught me selflessly many years ago, can you remember it? Now that you have broken through the foundation, you should visit it..."
Li Ximing was still thinking about the solution of that elixir in his heart, and when he heard the words, he nodded repeatedly:
"You are right, you are right, but I forgot about this and almost fell into an unjust place! I'll pack up, and I'll go to Xiao's house."
Li Xijun nodded, told the news over the years, took out two jade bottles of large and small sizes in his hand, and replied:
"When you were in retreat, my aunt came back from overseas and brought back a [Yuwa Stone Liquid] and three [Xuanmin Dan], both of which are good treasures that only the direct line of the Immortal Sect can afford."
He said with some joy:
"Somehow, after I built the foundation, my cultivation speed became faster and faster, and with these things, I took the Xuandan... the speed was even faster."
Li Xijun smiled and congratulated him, his mood improved a lot, chatted a few words, and quickly retreated.
Li Ximing held the jade furnace and looked at it, calculated the time, did not dare to neglect it, and immediately rode out of Wutu Mountain and flew to Xiao's house.
……
East China Sea, Qunyi Strait.
The clouds in the East China Sea have been dense for several years, and finally slowly dissipated, except for the more frequent thunderstorms and clouds between the seas, most of the seas are finally cloudy and rainy, bright and sunny.
The Qunyi Strait is winding and connected, except for Lizhou in the deep sea, only here is quite densely populated, and several long and narrow islands are connected back and forth, stretching endlessly, and the sea is turbulent.
The bright sky was slowly darkening, clouds were shrouded, and two rays of Dharma light came from the north and landed on a small island.
The golden light at the head was a middle-aged man in armor and a robe, standing with his hands on his back, the purple light slowly settled, and he appeared as a female cultivator with a spear in jade armor, stepping on the thunder, waiting in the air for a moment, looking at the clouds.
"Uncle Zhong, there are indeed dark clouds, maybe you can hit it this time!"
This female corrector is Li Qinghong, holding a Du Ruo gun in her hand, her aura is already in the middle of the foundation building, and the purple light and thunder under her feet are rolling endlessly, shining on the top of the mountain on the soles of her feet, the purple light is brilliant.
Most of the thunder monks have made progress, Li Qinghong took the opportunity to break through in seclusion, smoothly breaking through the middle stage of foundation building, and his strength is much stronger.
Li Qinghong went back to his home to ask about Lei, got the news, and went around the East China Sea to look for spiritual thunder.
Li Xuanfeng stared at the lightning in the dark clouds for a few moments, and nodded slightly:
"The East China Sea [Water Falls and Thunder Rises], many thunders have fallen one after another, it is said that there are several kinds of spiritual thunder in the market, just use your magic technique."
"Extreme."
The black clouds rolled in, condensed on the island, thunder roared, the natives of the island raised their heads one after another, bowing incessantly, Li Qinghong glanced at it slightly, but ignored it.
This place is remote, it has reached the edge of the East China Sea, a group of natives speak wow, not the language of the sea, kneeling down, one or two of the staff seemed to be priests, with cultivation on their bodies, and they understood the momentum of building the foundation better, pouting their buttocks and trembling.
Li Qinghong waited for a moment, and a bright white snake-like thunder slowly condensed in the clouds, circling around, restless, and slowly beating in the dark clouds.
"Sure enough, it's [Silver Hook Mysterious Thunder]."
Li Qinghong got a lot of thunder and lightning news through the secret method, not to mention what he missed during the retreat, he also ran back and forth five or six times after the retreat, but he always found nothing.
"Fortunately, the island is isolated from the world, and there has been no change for thousands of years, and the name has been relatively intact."
The news Li Qinghong got was that this [Silver Hook Xuan Lei] fell on Lulai Island in the Qunyi Sea, and he looked around the Qunyi Strait, guessing that this Lulai Island was relatively close.
Seeing the dark clouds condensing and the silver-white thunder rising and falling in the clouds, Li Qinghong was overjoyed, rode the wind, waited for a few breaths, and stretched out his slender fingers to hook in the air.
"Boom!"
The silver-white thunder was already wandering back and forth in the clouds, as if attracted by something, and fell headlong and smashed into her fingertips with a bang, turning into a tyrannical flashing white thunder.
There were still some fine thunder left in the clouds, like a swallow returning to its nest, falling like rain, compressing and converging at her fingertips, condensed into a silver-white bead.
Li Qinghong put his palms together, breathed slowly in the air for a moment, put it into the thunder pool, lost this thunder, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly disappeared, Li Qinghong was in a good mood, nodded to Li Xuanfeng, and flew up with the wind.
After leaving this strait, Li Xuanfeng stopped and said softly:
"Don't worry, let me look for a lap here."
Li Qinghong nodded knowingly, the two of them rode the wind for a week, Li Xuanfeng's eyes swept casually, and the golden bow behind him actually lit up, Li Xuanfeng was a little happy and sneered:
"Sure enough... This evil beast is still hiding in the sea."
Li Xuanfeng and her went out to look for thunder several times, and they had to check carefully wherever they went, just to find out the chalk, Li Qinghong was in high spirits when he heard this, and saw Li Xuanfeng holding a bow and arrows, and a spiral of bright light rose from the longbow in his hand.
"Wear!"
The mysterious arrow in his hand disappeared, and a violent sound erupted on the island not far away, Li Xuanfeng put away his longbow with his backhand and stepped on the golden shuttle and fell.
……
Long stomach island.
Changwei Island is long and narrow, with many rivers and houses on the island, and many monks drive mortal porters to transport all kinds of stone and wood to the highest mountain.
More than a dozen temples of various sizes have been established on the top of the mountain, the largest one is resplendent, the corridors are connected, and there are several lotus flowers floating in the clear lake.
The main hall is eerie and dark, with hundreds of stone statues of different shapes depicted on the back, and a jade platform towering in the middle.
Yan Wu sat on the high jade platform, motionless, practicing cross-kneeling, under the jade platform was a pool of blood several feet wide, bubbling up, rising into colorful lights, transforming into various scenes in the air.
Whether it was beautiful women and fine wine, or pavilions and pavilions, they circled around him, and the monks on both sides were dressed in black, lined up in two rows, neatly and respectfully waiting beside them.
Yan Wu let out a breath, looking a little irritable:
"This place is really not a good place... Away from Jiangnan... Not to mention the sparse population, there are many adopted children, which are wasted in vain..."
He flew desperately at sea for a while, and finally found this place, slaughtered on the island for a while to stabilize his cultivation, and soon established a temple.
He preached that the adopted son of the earth was the Taoist body, and the mortal body was a sin, and quickly took control of the island, fabricating a group of monks to provide him with blood food.
He spent a lot of time overseas, and he was very skilled at this set, and quickly built a complete system in the local area, drinking blood and eating meat for mortals.
But what made him quite uncomfortable was that this island was desolate and remote, his inspiration was shallow, most of them were mortals, and the blood food provided would be enough for him to save his life, and it was almost impossible to heal his wounds or fly away from here to the West Sea.
"I had to slowly gather and order a few men to go to the surrounding islands to collect blood food for me......"
Yan Wu had quickly recovered from his initial despair, as long as there were people on this island, he had hope of regaining his strength, after all, mortals were easier to raise than any spiritual creature, and they were quite effective, almost a capitalless business.
He was thinking secretly, inexplicably feeling cold all over his body, and there seemed to be a buzzing sound in his ears that made him lose his soul:
"Buzz..."
"How is that possible!"
Yan Wu was stunned, and the terrifying roar that dominated him day and night rose again in his heart, the monk's body jumped twice on the jade platform, his ears bleeding, and he murmured:
"He's here!"
The blood under his body boiled suddenly, and he climbed up along the jade platform, but it was too late, only to see a loud roar, and the jade platform exploded into two pieces, rising with bursts of colorful light.
"Master!"
The monks on both sides vomited blood together, and all kinds of sculptures in the hall shattered at the same time, and the stone powder flowed down, and the hall let out a scream and collapsed with a bang.
Almost at the same time, there were also many stone statues bursting in various parts of Qinling County in the north, and the sea of Heshui... Zhu Huaihai and some monks raised their heads with fearful faces:
"The second senior brother has also fallen!"