Li Xuanxuan held the child, Li Xuanfeng looked down, thinking in his heart, and said:
"The matter of Qingsong Guan is intricate, interests are entangled, whether it is fate or not, the talents scattered in Jiangnan... Almost all of them were swept away, this is a lesson from the past, and the family should pay more attention to it."
He told the ins and outs of Qingsongguan's affairs and said softly:
"Jindan was reincarnated once, Jiangnan didn't know how many more geniuses there were, more or less fateful, several Immortal Sects secretly observed, guided them to Qingsong Temple, and used and eat."
"But if you really have to think about it, even the Purple Mansion can't see it, the people who came to Qingsong Temple are all scattered cultivation geniuses, and they are the ones who have the most fate, so they are easy to be discovered by the Immortal Sect."
He looked at everyone and continued:
"But is there a genius who falls into the family, the direct line of the Immortal Sect? Presumably, there is, not to mention that they are at least a genius, these people know how to do it, and they hide their genius."
"After all, it is definitely not normal for scattered cultivators to go smoothly, but the son of the Immortal Sect of a noble family can easily practice qi and build a foundation, who can say anything wrong?"
Li Xuanfeng said softly:
"When this child becomes an adult, the family will almost control Mochiyue Lake, and he will be promoted to a big family such as the Yuan family and the Han family.
"Instead, pay attention to the cultivation."
As soon as he said this, several people nodded, after all, fate is invisible and intangible, even if there is something grotto-heavenly, he can get the news himself, and he knows that the inside story will not be sent in.
On the contrary, the Mingyang Wei Li lineage that can be seen at this glance is very coveted by Shi Xiu, but Shi Xiu's high cultivation cannot come in after all, and no matter how much he covets it, it is not as dangerous as the greed of the Purple Mansion.
Li Xuanfeng saw that everyone listened to the words, nodded and said:
"The lesser of two evils, no matter whether this child has a fate or not, he is called Wei Li bloodline, the young master of the Li family."
"Young Master..."
Li Xuanxuan glanced at Li Chengliao, who was slightly embarrassed, and said in a low voice:
"Chengliao is now the young master... It's better to use the ancient system and call him the prince!"
"Not bad."
As soon as the words stopped, Li Ximing picked up his sleeve, took out a jade bottle, and spoke:
"Brother Zhi got several prescriptions in the East Fire Grotto-Heaven back then, and there was a blind three-perfect realm-breaking pill, among which the Xuandan can assist in foundation building breakthroughs."
"I have been studying it for the past few years, and I have refined it and refined it into this one."
He lit up the jade bottle, which contained a round red Yingying elixir, and as soon as this end was opened, a fragrance surged out, making people feel refreshed.
He closed the jade bottle and said softly:
"It is very effective for breakthroughs in foundation building, uncle is going to Southern Border, why not bring one?"
Li Xuanfeng paused slightly, and first nodded in affirmation:
"The elixir that can assist the foundation breakthrough can only be refined by a few people in the Qingchi Sect, and your Dan Dao cultivation is really good."
"It's just that I'm going to southern Xinjiang this time, and I have my own arrangements, so let's keep it at home for my own use!"
He spoke in a word, and his tone was decisive, Li Ximing had to put it away, Li Xuanfeng thought about it, and took out three arrow shafts from his arms.
The arrow shaft was dark black, but the arms were short, there were no arrow clusters, and there were four deep golden feathers hanging from the tail.
Li Xuanfeng handed these three arrow shafts to his brother Li Xuanxuan and instructed:
"These three arrow shafts are left at home, if there is an urgent need at home, break them, I will immediately feel it in the distance, hurry up, and you should be able to reach home in two or three days."
This kind of warning object is not uncommon, but it cannot be stored for too long, even the life jade that shows life and death must be kept close to the body at all times, and it will be replaced after a maximum of a year, Li Xuanxuan nodded and asked:
"How long can it be maintained?"
Li Xuanfeng replied:
"This is refined by me in my spare time in the past few months, ordinary spiritual power and mana have not been maintained for a long time, I have studied for a long time, condensed with golden gangs, there should be no worry of failure within five years, I will send a few more back."
In fact, the elemental real person mentioned that he should not run home too often, but Li Xuanfeng hid these words in his heart and did not say it:
"Brother's temperament, if he says the meaning of the elements, he will definitely refuse to use this arrow shaft to drag me down, and then he will delay the big thing."
Li Xuanfeng looked at the sky, pinched his fingers, and said with a slight regret:
"The time to return is approaching, and I am leaving."
He stepped out of the courtyard, took out a small jade boat from his belt, threw it into the air, turned around and instructed:
"If there is anything at home, you can write a letter, which is much freer than before."
Everyone nodded and watched as this turquoise jade boat disappeared into the brilliant sunset, this jade boat was borrowed from Ning Wan, it was extremely fast, and it disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.
Not long after, only the clouds in the sky were golden, the sunset was orange and red, and the golden red brilliance was overwhelming.
The infant Li Zhouwei stared at the sunset with his eyes, the dark golden brilliance flowing with golden red, complementing each other and looking thrilling.
Everyone watched Li Xuanfeng leave, and soon dispersed, Li Chengliao happily hugged the child and fell into the yard.
Although she was a qi cultivator, this child was born with a lot of tossing and overdrawn her physical strength and mana, took the elixir, and was in the house.
Father Li Xiyu followed him with a smile, raised his beard, and kept looking into his arms, the father and son closed the door, Li Xiyu looked again and again, and suddenly said:
"If your grandfather were still alive, you should be relieved a lot..."
Uncle Li Yuanyun is a rare mortal in the direct line, he lived a life of embarrassment and was unstable when he died.
Li Chengliao persuaded tactfully:
"It's all over... Look forward..."
……
Qingchi Sect.
The forest on Qingsui Peak was covered with snow, the attic was empty, and a woman in a Taoist robe was sitting on a platform made of bamboo, holding her chin in both hands.
Her eyebrows and eyes were a little ordinary, but the vestments on her body were quite gorgeous, which set off a bit of beauty, and the mana of cultivating immortals added a bit of brilliance to her, giving her a more fairy spirit.
Yang Xiao'er sat here every time she left the customs, and when she looked down, she could just see the colorful rainbow light emerging from the cave on the mountainside, where her Taoist companion Li Xizhi was practicing in seclusion.
This colorful light floated up from the sky above the cave house, turning into six colors, rising to the highest point, and then turning into colored mist and scattering, this was the [Six Rainbow Mist] she borrowed.
Qi training breakthrough foundation building I don't know how many monks are life and death, naturally there are many mysterious rumors, this is the most widely spread with the formation of things related to the immortal foundation, Qingchi Sect has been tested many times, and this statement has already been denied, but Yang Xiao'er took this spiritual object with the idea of believing in it.
This object was a perfect match for her husband's immortal foundation, so she set up a spell to trap it in front of the cave, hoping to increase Li Xizhi's chances of breakthrough.
Yang Xiao'er stared at it for a moment, silently praying.
In reality, she needn't have worried. Li Xizhi was naturally gifted, and his knowledge of magic and scriptures was profound. He had chosen a moment of urgency, not to mention the Suiyuan and Xuandou Dan she had begged from her mother's family. The chances of him failing to achieve a breakthrough were minimal.
But since he was her beloved, Yang Xiao'er couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation, waiting silently on the platform.
The tinkling of bells echoed from below, and a middle-aged man emerged. His appearance was unremarkable, with a rather honest air. He bowed to her and said in a deep voice,
"Junior sister, I'm going back to my clan."
This man was Senior Brother Yuan Chengzhao, a direct descendant of the Yuan family, a late Qi training cultivator. His face was filled with worry, and he hesitated to speak.
Master Yuan Tuan had been away in the East China Sea for several years. Yang Xiaoer, a member of the Yang family, naturally knew all about this, even more than Yuan Chengzhao, a member of the Yuan family. He said softly,
"Don't worry... the nobles still have six Foundation Establishment cultivators. They can hold on no matter what."
Yuan Chengzhao shook his head and said softly,
"If the six ancestors could work together, it wouldn't be a big deal... but..."
He smiled wryly and said,
"My clan brother Yuan Chengdun is truly gifted. He's currently... He's the strongest warrior in the clan, supposedly from the direct line, but adopted from a collateral line... Ancestor Huyuan wants to push him up the mountain to become an elder... It's causing a lot of chaos..."
"Master has disappeared from the East China Sea, except for the Qunyi Strait. Without a leader in the clan, everyone wants a few treasures, and it's a mess."
This is the Yuan family's own problem. Yang Xiaoer remained silent. Such incidents are not uncommon. The ancestor's death has had a significant negative impact, but the Yuan family is still relatively well off.
Yuan Chengzhao, even within the clan, felt the thorny situation from the vague news he'd heard about his family. He paced anxiously, angrily saying,
"What are you fighting for? What's there to fight for? Just go up the mountain. How could someone like Cheng Dun stay down there running errands? Those treasures are truly remarkable; just keep them among the clan for them to rotate through! What's there to fight for?"
He had cultivated in the mountains since childhood and was unfamiliar with these matters. Yang Xiaoer, seeing that he would be at a disadvantage if he returned to the clan, warned him,
"We're fighting for more than just a position... There's also the underlying interests at stake." And clan law... Don't underestimate it, or follow in the footsteps of the Yuhu Jiang family."
Yuan Chengzhao nodded hesitantly. Yang Xiao'er, lost in thought, asked, "Your ancestor narrowly failed in his attempt to break through to the Purple Mansion. The anomalous phenomenon caused rain to fall across four counties, lasting for months. It was truly a monumental event! It seems they're just one step away."
Yuan Chengzhao sighed. When his family members achieved a breakthrough through seclusion, success was a source of glory within the clan and beyond, with everyone coming to congratulate them. Failure was a significant loss of vitality, with no one to care. The disparity was immense, and it weighed heavily on him.
Yang Xiao'er lowered her head and said, "It's the same in my family. Our ancestor has been in seclusion for decades, trying to break through, and we don't know what's going on. We hope for a vision, yet we're also secretly afraid..."
At this point in their conversation, the two suddenly looked up, as if struck by something. From afar, they saw a rainbow flying in from the east, landing in the mountains. Instantly, a spiritual mist rose, and a rainbow-colored mist drifted through the mountains.
"Big Brother, you've accomplished it!"
Yuan Chengzhao was overjoyed, and Yang Xiao'er, unable to contain herself, descended on the wind. Sure enough, they saw the cave door swing open, and out flew a young man draped in feathered robes.
He had elegant features, an imposing bearing, and a broad chest. His demeanor exuded a graceful and elegant air. With a smile on his face, he embraced Yang Xiao'er.
Yang Xiao'er sensed the profound change in the man's demeanor after his breakthrough. Her face flushed, stunned, but that was more than a thousand words could express. She murmured, "This 'Changxia Mist' has been cultivated, and it's... quite noble!"
Li Xizhi scanned the scene with his spiritual sense and indeed noticed that his appearance had become more refined and elegant. However, he didn't care for the change, not noticing much. Reaching out, he took the [Six-Color Rainbow Mist] in his hand, examining it carefully:
"What a magical object! I could craft a magical weapon!"
He then landed on the peak with Yang Xiao'er, and saw his junior brother Yuan Chengzhao approaching.
"Congratulations, Senior Brother!"
Yuan Chengzhao offered his congratulations repeatedly, the worry fading considerably from his brow. Without disturbing the couple, he quickly rode away.
Li Xizhi smiled as he saw him off. He and Yang Xiaoer returned to the cave. He held the woman in his arms and asked gently, "How have you been?"
Yang Xiaoer, her cheeks still slightly flushed, hummed a few words in response, and looked at him excitedly, her eyes glistening with tears of joy as she giggled.
Li Xizhi kissed her forehead and set her down. The moment Yang Xiaoer's gaze met his, it softened like water, lingering on him, unwilling to look away.
The woman already had a fondness for her beloved. She leaned against him like a cat, listening to Li Xizhi say, "This 'Changxia Mist' is adept at escaping, gathering rainbows, and casting spells. Simply harnessing its escaping light, it can surpass comparable cultivators by leaps and bounds, and its spellcasting is even more swift... Even more remarkable is its ability to gather the rainbow mist, disorienting its foes, blessing entire mountains and regions, and fostering spiritual inspiration."
Yang Xiao'er smiled upon hearing this, saying, "It's a perfect immortal foundation to sit on."
Li Xizhi paused, then said, "My breakthrough went quite smoothly. Many years have flown by, and I don't know how things are going back home. I've actually broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage. I should hurry home... I'm sure my father will be delighted."
An expectant smile graced his face. Yang Xiao'er understood something, but she had no idea what was happening within the cave. Just as she was about to share some good news, Yuan Chengzhao eagerly knocked on the stone door. Li Xizhi opened it, somewhat puzzled.
Yuan Chengzhao lowered his head and whispered, "Senior Brother, I heard outside that Yu Muxian is dead."
Li Xizhi was stunned. Before he could rejoice, he looked at his junior brother's expression and recalled a discussion he had had with his younger brother, Li Xijun. Suddenly, his heart sank. He frowned and asked, "Who killed him?"
"He died along with your father..."
Li Xizhi's face paled and he took two steps back. Yang Xiao'er, standing beside him, quickly supported him. The three of them fell silent for a few moments. Yang Xiao'er felt a dampness on her face.
Li Xizhi's tears streamed down his neck, dripping onto his feathered robe. He pursed his lips and said reluctantly,
"Thank you, Junior Brother, for telling me..."
He glanced back at the cave. When he turned back, the tears had vanished. Li Xizhi locked the cave's formation and whispered,
"I'm going to the main peak to sort out some chores before returning home to attend the funeral."
Yuan Chengzhao simply said,
"I'm going back too. Why don't we go together?"