Qingdu Mountain.
Li Xijun stepped out of the hall, the middle-aged man with complex patterns on the Taoist robe was already waiting outside the hall, Liu Changdie raised his eyebrows and looked at him, and said softly:
"Congratulations to my nephew for breaking through the foundation!"
Li Xijun nodded and said politely:
"I've seen Uncle Shi."
Liu Changdie looked at the appearance of the young man in white, and took a closer look, only to feel that he was personable and quiet as snow, which was very different from what he remembered, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly:
"Sure enough, the way of frost and snow is suitable for this eighth young master... Compared to the previous life, there is less cynical coldness, more restraint in Feng Zangxue, but less fame."
He actually had a faint look of joy, so he calculated, only Li Ximing had never seen the few young masters, and he didn't know what it looked like now, so he guessed that he had already laid the foundation.
Liu Changdie thought about it, but Li Xijun's eyes wandered around him, and he thought to himself:
"The family said that this person may have a fate, and he didn't run away when he looked like this!"
Liu Changdie was a casual practitioner, and he was wearing a feather coat, and the entire Li family could afford to wear it because Li Xizhi was a relative of the Yang family, and he knew at a glance that he was not an ordinary person.
Liu Changdie reacted and said with a smile:
"Dear nephew, the formation has been arranged, just waiting for the nobles to come and inspect it."
Li Xijun raised his hand, followed him out, and saw Liu Changdie smiling:
"This large formation is all water virtue, with five waters arranged in formation, ten formations are all over Qingdu Mountain, which can change the five waters to block the enemy, I call it [Five Waters Imperial Dry Formation]."
"As long as the nobles use this large formation, there will be water waves to hook up the lake water veins and Qingdu water veins to assist in resisting the formation, with a total of five water phases, which can at least resist the monks in the middle stage of foundation building."
Li Xijun and him rode the wind and stopped in the sky on the top of the mountain, Liu Changdie took out a small flag from his sleeve, waved it gently, turned around and smiled:
"This formation combines what I have learned all my life! Dare to say that all the foundation-building formations in Jiangnan now have to bow down, then Wanhuaqian crawled out of the ground to build the foundation, maybe he will lose to me!"
No wonder he boasted that the formation masters of the Yue Kingdom could not avoid the name Wanhuaqian, and even the simplification of several formations circulating in the Yue Kingdom was from his hands, and Wanhuaqian's name was not much worse than Li Chijing back then.
"It's just the formation inheritance of the Ten Thousand Families... Where did you end up!"
Li Xijun was mentioned by him, and this thought flashed through his mind, the destruction of the Wan family was written by Li Tongya himself, and the inheritance of the Ji family is now in the hands of the Li family, and nothing has been gained.
"Maybe he was sent to the Golden Gate by Ji Dengqi."
He was thinking that the entire Qingdu Mountain suddenly had a great idea, ten cold rays quickly rose, flowing out a blue curtain of light, falling from the zenith, Liu Changdie explained:
"This first water phase is boiling water, called [morning meng]."
He gently pinched the trick, and a gray mist suddenly rose on the lake, quickly spreading out, blocking the prying eyes of spiritual consciousness, and the silky water mist quickly climbed up and wrapped around Li Xijun's robe.
Li Xijun appeared surprised, and gently waved his sleeves to disperse it, this water mist was like a boil attached to the bone, he used his pupil technique, and immediately saw the mist clearly, obviously this water mist had no effect on him.
Li Xijun didn't think it was strange, he was a mutual blessing between pupil technique and qi, if he couldn't see through it, there would be a problem, but he saw Liu Changdie saying:
"This heavy water is similar, and how many qi cultivators besiege it is in vain!"
He pinched the spell again and said softly:
"[Snake Flow]"
The lake around Qingdu Mountain suddenly boiled, turning into smart and cunning water snakes, twisting their bodies on the lake, and the weapons in their hands kept waving, looking very fierce.
Liu Changdie explained:
"This is also facing the siege of qi training monks, the water monsters summoned by these formations hide in the fog and can better attack the enemy and defend the formation."
"[Qingyuan]"
This water phase added another layer, Liu Changdie's green and gray brilliance appeared, and his whole person seemed to be a little lighter, obviously blessing his own formation technique.
This is not outstanding, but it is not as stunning as the first two layers of water, Liu Changdie also understood, and without saying much, the magic formula in his hand changed:
"[Not floating]"
The magic wind under Li Xijun's feet suddenly sank, and he stood a little unsteadily in the air, and had to raise his mana to fight, but this heavy meaning was quite peculiar, and it was getting more and more intense, frantically consuming his mana.
Liu Changdie showed a proud look and said with a smile:
"Thanks to the rare product in this mansion water, which actually has a lot of weak water power, I can bless this layer of Forbidden Emptiness Method to this extent! Even foundation-building monks have to weigh in the face of such consumption!"
Li Xijun raised his eyebrows in surprise, this spell was quite different from the ordinary forbidden space, and it was actually getting stronger over time, and he thought to himself:
"I heard that this water was taken out by my sister-in-law... She didn't say anything in her words, but it was obviously a precious thing... Most of them are quite rare high-quality products in Fushui, and now they owe a favor..."
Liu Chang was excited on his head, and the formula in his hand changed again, and the last layer of water appeared on the stack, and said with a smile:
"[Laminar flow]"
The surrounding lake surface suddenly became turbulent, surging rapidly, climbing up along the mountains, quickly covering the entire blue formation, tightly protected, and the lake water was gray and black, looking very calm.
Li Xijun looked at it carefully, until Liu Changdie loosened the spell and all the water phases quickly returned to their original appearance, he sighed and said:
"My family refuses left and right, Shibo doesn't hold a grudge, and even forges the magic circle with more care! How embarrassing is this!"
Of course Li Xijun understood that the little things he gave were really not enough to build such a large formation, and Liu Changdie didn't know how many private goods he had stuffed into it in private! Where is this magnificent ordinary foundation building formation?
He sighed in his heart, groped his sleeves, and took out another storage bag, wanting to supply Liu Changdie, but saw this man waving his hand vigorously and said in a deep voice:
"Changdie has been here for so many years, and he is not the fool he used to be! How many people are staring at me behind my back... I am self-aware! In any case, don't talk about any favors, and it won't drag down the nobles when you talk about it."
Li Xijun stunned slightly, as he said, Liu Changdie has been in the market for so many years, and he is no longer the same Lengtou Qing at the beginning, and it can be seen that he doesn't want to owe favors to the Li family over and over again, in case something happens to him in the end... But this thought was heartless after all, and Li Xijun found it difficult to answer for a while.
Liu Changdie was very generous and said gently:
"This is reported to Yuan Jiao, I understand a lot, if the nobles can still trust my character... Don't stuff some spirit stones over."
His eyes were pure, his tone was frank, he blocked Li Xijun's words in one breath, smiled lightly, and quickly changed the subject:
"I have met all the young masters, but I have not seen Xi Mingxian's nephew... I don't know..."
Li Xijun smiled politely, feeling slightly sad in his heart, and replied:
"Ximing is breaking through in seclusion, but it's not a coincidence..."
Liu Changdie had no choice but to nod, it was a pity, his daughter was Li Ximing's concubine in his previous life, speaking of which he had some friendship with Li Ximing, and even Li Ximing's son Li Chenghui was learning formations under him.
"I heard that Mingyang is the easiest to have children, I don't know if it's a rumor, I dare to ask what happens to Prince Ximing's succession?"
Li Ximing's eldest son had just measured his roots, and he had no spiritual skills, which made him feel much more gloomy, so he just waved his hand:
"I think it's a rumor, Brother Ming's young son is dead."
These words shocked Liu Changdie, and his heart chuckled, afraid that he had messed up something again unknowingly, and secretly said:
"How could it be... How... Meng Zhuoyun is an overseas Meng family, and the Li family is also a descendant of the foundation... How could it be..."
The well-behaved appearance of the disciple came to his mind, and he couldn't stand it, and suddenly his heart jumped, and he asked:
"The old man asks one more question? Mrs. Ming Gongzi is..."
"Mr. An."
"Mr. An!"
Liu Changdie slowly closed his eyes, Li Xijun felt that the questions he asked were always strange, but the words just now were too sincere, and Li Xijun also answered smoothly.
Liu Changdie's heart was already bitter water, and his heart was bitter:
"Maybe Meng Zhuoyun died on the way here... Done... It's all over."
He suddenly felt like he was in a dream, his hands and feet were burned, his peaceful mood was destroyed in an instant, he stood in the air in despair, his eyes lowered, and he couldn't even hear the people around him calling him.
When he came back to his senses, he had already fallen into the town, only took two steps, looked up and squinted to see, the plaque on it said Hu Mansion.
He had unknowingly returned to the mansion of his previous life, but it was not Liu's mansion, so he had to turn around and retreat, as if he had been taken away, and his spiritual consciousness trembled and swept through the mansion quickly.
Liu Changdie vaguely heard a soft singing voice, his figure was just a flicker, and he immediately fell into this Hu Mansion, a woman was singing and dancing in the courtyard, looking frightened, obviously with cultivation in his body, shocked by his spiritual consciousness.
Her eyebrows were beautiful, she had a miserable softness, her body was weak, showing a completely different demeanor from her previous life, and her cultivation was far inferior to the five layers of fetal breath in her previous life, but she was able to cultivate into a mysterious scene.
But Liu Changdie's foundation-building cultivation was real, and he suddenly fell to his knees, Hu Liu's head was close to the ground, and he said respectfully:
"I don't know ...... senior."
Liu Changdie only felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, so he replied, and his wife knelt in front of him like this.
"Qing'er..."
Liu Changdie read dumbly.
Of course he understood why he didn't come to find her.
The moment he was reborn, he was ecstatic, too many regrets and regrets were placed in front of him to save him, and there was not a single wife and daughter in his mind, and now he understood that from the moment he was reborn, he no longer looked down on Liu.
Even if there are decades of marital relationship, he is ecstatic... He really wouldn't be the lucky disciple in his previous life, the miscellaneous monk, and he wouldn't be the incompetent Liu Changdie!
He will be a foundation building monk!" He will even be a Purple Mansion monk! He is going to marry the fairy of the Immortal Gate! What he wants to hold is a lovely person from a wealthy family!
He despicably thought in his heart that in his previous life, he could look at it without counting, and the women he would meet in this life were better than Liu's in temperament and appearance.
So he forgot for decades in one breath, even if he didn't remember it at all, and occasionally he was touched and left it behind.
But looking at Liu's shock and fright, his face turned pale, Liu Changdie's head seemed to have been hammered hard, the shyness of the bridal chamber flower candle night, and the beautiful scenes when his wife and daughter were together came to his heart, his throat seemed to be blocked with phlegm, and he made an unpleasant cough.
Liu Changdie always thought that Liu was slightly chubby, because he didn't like her very much for a long time, until she fascinated him with her gentle patience and admiration.
He only now realized that she also had a skinny, haggard and feminine side, and in her previous life, she loved him, so there was light in her eyes.
Hu Keqing's face changed suddenly, and he muttered:
"Sunny... Qing'er...!?"
A moment of humiliation appeared on his face, but it quickly disappeared, Liu was just a concubine, if he could get the love of Jiji, his own glory and wealth would be inexhaustible!
Hu Keqing said flatteringly:
"My lord... My lord... This is rainy and sunny... The most melodious song..."
"I just had a miscarriage a few days ago and am a little weak..."
He didn't say this, but Liu Changdie's spiritual consciousness was swept away, and he could already see clearly, and even knew what kind of cold medicine he was harmed by, so he watched Hu Keqing push Liu.
Liu Shi was puzzled and frightened, and fell trembling in front of him, Liu Changdie had already become a human spirit, and his eyes hurt when he saw it, and he shouted:
"Yes!"
He cried and laughed, rode up in the wind, his mouth was fishy and sweet, and he scolded:
"I should!"
Liu Changdie fled with the wind, he had escaped from death in the East China Sea for so many years, but he had never flown so fast, Liu's eyes and situation were like a fairy sword, as long as he had a little beating, he could never be reborn.
"How many years have I been reborn... Focusing only on filling one's own pockets, full of greed, just to seize other people's opportunities, how many heroic good relationships have been missed? Not to mention stopping the demonic disaster and heavy rain, have you ever saved someone?"
"I should have had my own measure, but I was just a vulgar and timid mortal, but how many spiritual creatures have I wasted in my lifetime! Ruining the opportunities of more heroes, how many young heroes are missing from the demonic disaster? How many people have been harmed as a result!"
To this day, Liu Changdie suddenly realized that his rebirth was a lame drama from beginning to end, it was a mediocre talent who took advantage of the good fate in vain, so that more talented people regretted leaving, he was not a hero, and even a little bit of a rat, and he would be like this for a few more lifetimes!
After harming others, but also harming his wife and daughter, brothers, and elders, just look at how his wife in her previous life lost her own rescue and ended up in the general trend of the decline of the Liu family.
"Marrying a concubine... Persecuted and lost their children... Such a lovely person in his previous life... Now it looks like a withered body."
There are many monks in the Li family, but it can be said that it is very rare for a monk to marry a concubine, obviously it was the Liu family who was defeated in the fight, she is just a small collateral, and she has fallen into this situation!
Although he was not in the Li family, he knew the situation of the Li family very well, and there were all kinds of feelings in his heart, and the smile on her slightly chubby face appeared, and he was shattered by that frightened face, choked up:
"It's just an empty cultivation!"
Of course Liu Changdie can turn a blind eye, he obviously didn't owe her anything, this Liu family was not the Liu family in the previous life, Liu Changdie really boasted that he was selfish and the best, but he had a bit of a conscience after all.
"Qing'er... Abysssal dragon... Chenghui... Ah Girl..."
The night was deep, and this conscience made his dignified foundation monk soften his feet, like a bird with broken wings, falling into the lake.