Chapter 471 Out of the Cave Heaven
Li Yuexiang knelt in front of him, crying silently, while Li Xijun stood in the court, the [Han Yan] on his waist glowed silently, his eyes were slightly red, and his eyes turned on the broken jade on the ground.
A series of thoughts appeared in Li Xijun's mind, flowing through his mind one by one, and what appeared in front of him was actually Li Xuanxuan's old face.
The lights in the ancestral hall flickered and flickered, Li Yuexiang whimpered softly, the breeze blew, Li Xijun showed an extremely complicated expression, he took a step back, turned around and walked out of the ancestral hall, the heavy rain dripped down, converging into a stream at his feet.
Li Xijun first rode the wind, landed in front of the Dan Pavilion, put his hands in his sleeves, and stepped on the stone steps.
The court was empty, gray and black, the only light was the open fire of the alchemy furnace in the hall, shining a shadow, beating on the ground, Li Ximing was sitting upright in front of the alchemy furnace, his hands were sealed, and he raised his eyes to look at him.
Li Xijun waved his hand and did not speak, waiting until he finished refining the elixir and put away the pill furnace before taking a step forward.
"Uncle Zhong's life jade is broken."
Li Xijun said softly.
Li Ximing was still immersed in the study of the pill formula, and was stunned for a moment, raised his head in disbelief, and lost his voice:
"This... That... What!"
Li Xijun nodded vigorously, just to understand the situation, he dared to say less, and only choked up and responded, Li Ximing killed Xiao Yongling, and he was even more willing to stay here, bowing heavily to Lin Shensheng, riding the wind, and quickly heading towards Kuaidao Fang City.
After all, you are weaker, and you can also gain a lot by yourself with the Immortal Mirror, so you can share it with me, but it is also restrained.
Li Xijun covered his face and stepped back, listening to Li Ximing's bewildered voice behind him, he raised his head slightly, the lights on the side peak Fu Peak were still flickering.
And Kan Ziyan on the other side sat down on the ground with a plop, sitting cross-legged, and immediately recovered, Li Ximing's spiritual consciousness swept down the island, and did not find any trace of Zhong Qian, knowing in his heart that this person was less fierce and more auspicious, even if there was no accident in the grotto-heaven, it was likely that he had not yet fallen into the hands of the Purple Mansion.
"Thank you juniors, and ask juniors to pick some and make up for a little."
Several people divided their belongings, found a mountain peak to settle down, silently adjusted their breath, and left when the grotto-heaven closed.
……
It was late at night, Li Xuanxuan did not rest, Li Xijun could hardly face Li Xuanxuan to tell the old man that his last son was also killed in the clan affairs.
"Junior, there is nothing of him in the golden circle yet."
"The halberd that Tang Shen looked at just now... Things return to their original owners."
Dragon Tu Jian found a jade box from my Li Qinghong, put it in his pocket, took a few more things, and returned Li Qinghong, Li Ximing handed it to Shu Wenjie again, and said heavily:
Although the eight were all sitting under the peak, their expressions were all fierce, and the development of things was beyond Tu Longjian's expectations, which made me hesitate to speak, until there was a rumbling sound in the middle of heaven and earth, and the clouds and mist rose and fell like a tide, and Dragon Tu Jian said:
If the dragon slayer is not lucky enough to escape and find a foothold in the East China Sea, he will eventually rebuild the Tujun Gate, and one day he will come down to meet and exchange exercises, and you will be the Taoist of Tujun."
The old man had crane hair and a childlike face, the bridge of his nose was low, his eyes were covered with golden lines, and there were long strips attached to him in front of him, standing quietly in the air, and beside me, a golden dagger was buzzing, and the tip of the sword was pointing straight at Li Ximing.
Jiangnan did not have the custom of burying relatives, and occasionally replaced it with the spiritual objects left behind, Li Xuanfeng stood aside and watched, his hands in front of him.
"Back then, you only felt that you were sharp, had a short reputation, and would suffer from it, and you thought about mentioning it to Tongya, but now it seems that he is better than you everywhere, it is you who are short-sighted and made a joke."
Tang Shedu's breath was healthy, his armor was shattered, and there were no two scars even under the halberd, his face was like gold paper, and he looked much healthier than when he fled, so he said hoarsely:
Although Shu Wenjie was afraid, she also understood the truth of accepting bad things, so she rode the thunder and lightning and flew all the way to the edge of the waters of Qingsong Island, and the figures in the sky quickly increased.
Li Xijun broke through the middle stage of foundation building, his strength was considered inferior among the cultivators, and he had won it repeatedly, but he had not yet attracted a lot of attention.
Li Xuanfeng looked at it, didn't say anything, and looked for two magic weapons underground without any hesitation, and then it looked like in Shu Wenjie, and the dragon slayer Jian said heavily:
My once fairy-like face has not yet become a fish meat that has been cut a thousand times, revealing bright red flesh, and there is still a solution in the reopened eyes, and the lips are slightly open, full of blood.
This is the fusion of the grotto-heaven and the present world, with very few strange gray clouds emerging, hindering spiritual consciousness, and even more so the Han family, Li Xijun only saved a few seniors of the Han family within his ability, and made a fortune very slowly, and quickly left.
Li Ximing raised his eyebrows and looked, the surroundings were not yet full of blue water.
"Qinghong!"
There was an alternation of day and night in the grotto-heaven, and Shu Wenjie and the others had been breathing for a few days, but none of them recovered, and then they opened their eyes.
After taking it easily, Li Xuanfeng pushed Li Qinghong over, took out a dark golden halberd, held it with both hands, and said heavily:
"This thing... You should stay."
Dragon Tu Jian nodded, said two words of condolences, and rode the fiery red streamer, like a whirlwind that specially disappeared to the edge of the sky, sinking into the deep sea of clouds, disappearing to see.
"Snap..."
I muttered, Li Ximing's expression changed slightly, he nodded and handed Xiao Yongling's Li Qinghong into my hands, and said hoarsely:
Li Ximing glanced at it, and then remembered that the first arrow in succession was collected by the golden circle, and was polished by spiritual weapons, tempered by fire and fire, and even beaten by various spells, and was refined into that appearance.
I added a small flame, and the two Purple Mansion spiritual weapons fought in the air for a few breaths, and the gold circle finally let go, spitting out white smoke and flying out a golden bead.
"Two juniors, you don't have anything to do yet, I can accompany you out of the world, please forgive me."
Qingsong Island.
Li Ximing waved his hand, his sorrow only flashed for a moment, and then turned into deep patience, Li Xuanfeng looked at my face sloppily and said heavily:
You pulled your hair and settled under a reef, your spiritual consciousness sinking into the mirror.
"This thing... But the Purple Mansion Fu?"
"Let's drag it out first... Procrastinate first... Maybe there is no turnaround."
I hung the eight things under my waist, took out a jade box from Li Qinghong, and buzzed my lips, and the blue rain in the world suddenly fell into the box, converging into a box of blue-gray spiritual water, shaking heavily.
Li Xijun's hand holding the gun suddenly clenched and turned white, and he stood in a daze for a long time as if suffocating, and slowly hurriedly took up the wind and flew towards the island where Li Ximing entered the cave heaven.
Li Ximing's skin and flesh grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, although he was not injured yet, but the cause was as shocking as the succession.
Xiao Yongling died when he was beheaded, and the bones had not yet broken into two pieces, and the sharp and fine large golden needles were flowing out of my meridians, and the ground was shining and pine needle-like gold.
Li Ximing shook his head deeply, in the mood to answer my question, and wanted to say a few polite words, but Li Xuanfeng beside him suddenly walked away, disappearing from head to toe, and the stars, clouds, and mountains all faded away.
The island was deserted, there was no trace of anyone, and there were no traces of fighting, Li Xijun stood there for a moment, wiped the corners of his eyes, and thought:
Although I didn't find Zhong Qian, I saw a strange figure, dressed in jade armor, holding a spear, with slightly red eyes, staring at my hands.
Li Xuanfeng paused, knowing how to answer me, he only said in a bad voice:
I silently watched Li Ximing put away the jade box, Li Ximing's hands were bleeding still unstoppable, he put the green ruler sword under his waist, and stayed in place.
Pushing Li Qinghong out, I pointed to Li Qinghong herself and replied:
"Leave it to you."
Lin Shensheng was dressed in white, covering his chest and standing beside him, crimson blood dripping from between my fingers.
The two of them rode the wind, but found that everything around them was fading rapidly, and the stars in the world were rapidly fading, Li Xuanfeng waited for a moment, and finally restrained himself, and said heavily:
Li Xijun took a small step back with a thunderbolt in his hand, you swept the spear, beating several people on your side one after another, grabbing the spiritual object born behind the face into his hand, and entering Li Qinghong, very slowly entering and leaving.
Dragon Tu Jian hesitated twice, opened Li Qinghong, [Eight Ding and Fire] rose up, and casually erased Shu Wenjie's prohibitions and forehands.
Several magic weapons are all from the peak of qi training to the foundation building level, and they are considered very good, but these eight magic shields and four golden shuttles are complete sets of magic weapons, which are very precious.
Before checking the surrounding situation, he saw a blue light staggering from the illusion, wandering in the mirror, fading the blue light, turning into a common talisman, lingering in it.
"When Li Xia slaughtered the county, he chased after Ruyu together, and the righteous killing of the Situ family was still behind his eyes.
The abdominal injury was still there, and Tu Long Jian was polite, but took out the treasure medicine and elixir from Li Qinghong and swallowed it, and took out several healing medicines for Li Ximing to apply.
"You are vague about the details, maybe it is the opportunity of Yuanjiao alone, but the younger generation in the family should know the name and sweep the bed and wait."
Xiao Yongling's feathered robe was wounded twice in the battle, and it was broken into pieces, and in the remaining sleeve of this feathered robe, there was a lilac circular object buckled.
Li Ximing waved his sleeves, put away the broken feather coat under me with this jade buckle in one go, and then used his mana to ingest my Li Qinghong, and used his spiritual consciousness to probe it, sealing it tightly.
"The grotto-heaven is closed!"
"What happened back then is like a bronze mirror sinking into water, being ground by sand and stones, and looking back at the hazy is obvious.
"[Go to the clouds] is looking for traces, and he hasn't run away yet."
"You expect to get this thing and use it to suppress the clan's luck, and you take the rest."
Shu Wenjie lowered her eyes and said:
The sea water behind his eyes shook, and something suddenly fell in the void, it was a dark white and shiny stone, the size of a fingernail, suspended quietly in the air, immediately attracting a group of monks.
"Report to the real person! It's this person!"
Li Xijun flew on the edge of the island with a gun, the light flowed under the jade armor, deflecting the splashed blood stains, and the purple thunder echoed around him, causing the sea to surge and turn into white mist.
As Li Yuanjiao died and the immortal foundation dissipated, the power of this Purple Mansion spiritual weapon swept in very slowly, and Li Yuanjiao's body gradually disappeared in Li Ximing's hands, turning into green rain falling.
Li Ximing was vague that he had no in-depth contact with Tu Junmen, but when it was not the reason for Tu Long Jian to help, he came up for his own family and said in a deep voice:
Compared with the battle that ended in a small part of the cave heaven, the battle under Qingsong Island seemed chaotic and orderly, with scattered cultivators fighting together, fighting together, killing and grabbing each other.
Li Ximing was empty-handed, leaving only a long sword, a jade bottle, and a simple white patterned Shu Wenjie.
……
I took off my feathered coat, and Shu Wenjie's belly was rising and falling slightly, full of blood.
I just rode up with the wind, and suddenly froze, the Taixu behind my eyes broke, shaking, a woman in a white gold helmet stepped out, an unfamiliar halberd pointed out of thin air, and in front of me, an old man in a blue robe was standing.
The vision in the grotto-heaven was very heavy and thin, and the light blue rain drifted for a while, and then scattered and disappeared very slowly, leaving only the gray clouds to dissipate.
That Li Qinghong was really hot, Tu Long Jian nodded slightly, and said heavily:
The halberd was from the ancient Wei Kingdom, and it was calculated that it was returned to its original owner, Li Ximing took it on behalf of the Li family, glanced at Li Qinghong slightly, and did not take out the thing to keep, but showed the lilac round object just now, and asked:
"Thank you for your help, this person's Li Qinghong is here, and he has opened it."
"Mourning......
Shu Wenjie's abdomen made a muffled sound, and as the 'Golden Pin Hole' dissipated, a similar magic weapon flew out of my abdomen, jumping up one after another, shaking her head in a pool of blood.
On my wrist, there was a white jade buckle lying quietly, shaped like a big ship, rough and delicate, dripping with blood.
Seeing the two nodding, Li Ximing said:
Of course, Shu Wenjie and Shu Wenjie knew that if they went out so bluntly, they would definitely fall into the hands of the Purple Mansion, so they all said goodbye, and Dragon Tu Jian hesitated for a while, and replied:
"Since my brother has an accident, the seventh uncle must have been bad, because he knows what the situation is in that grotto, and at worst, try to wait here until I come out... If you are seriously injured, you can still have no one to take care of you..."
The sword rattled as if it was identifying something, and under the other hand of the old man, an unfamiliar golden ring was circling sharply, making a whistling sound of wind, as if aggrieved.
You joined forces with the Han family of East Sulfur Island, the original plan was to think badly, but the wind and clouds in the world changed, the inspiration was blurred, and all kinds of spiritual objects were born, and everyone was dispersed in an instant, each snatching the spiritual objects, and they were very slow to see each other.
There was a clanging sound in the distance, and the dragon slayer Jian was dressed in white and fell hurriedly, and the white and red token on the side was suppressing a golden ring, and the air was broken and trembling, burning the ring red.