Early morning.
The craftsmen of the Li family built this elephant according to the shape of the hooked snake Li Wushou, with two winding tails and a high head of the beast.
Li Zhouwei came out of the nave, the brocade golden boots made a crisp sound on the ground, pressing the saber on his waist, he had matured a lot in the past few years, and his innate temperament had converged, and he was no longer daunting.
The brilliance of those eyes slowly converged, turning into a more distinctive black and brown color, as if there was no terrifying atmosphere at all, and stepped forward lightly, only a little cunning flashed between Gu Pan, and the vigor and agility accidentally revealed in his demeanor were astonishing, and he only felt that he did not look like a teenage child.
Chen Yuan was dressed in black armor, following behind, Li Zhouwei grew a head, the two were already about the same height, his expression was not obvious, he only followed silently, waited in front of the hall, consciously waited outside the hall, and let Li Zhouwei go in alone.
Li Chengliao was reading the letter at the top of the head, and when he saw him stepping forward, he smiled and said:
"Wei'er is here."
Li Zhouwei is now eleven years old, with a four-layer cultivation of fetal breath, and the Li family did not let him go up the mountain like ordinary direct descendants, but practiced in the main hall and practiced the halberd technique a lot, for fear that the practice would be too fast and the foundation would be unstable.
I didn't see how he practiced, a few days ago, he broke through the fourth layer of fetal breath, and his cultivation was steadily rising day by day.
He was wearing a wolf fur coat, looking very majestic, and asked:
"How are your eyes now?"
Li Zhouwei sat steadily and replied:
"If the child doesn't make a move or get angry, he won't be able to show gold."
"Okay."
Li Chengliao couldn't figure out how he did it, so he didn't ask much, took out an exercise book from the case, and said softly:
"Your uncle Xizhi has gone home, this pupil technique has been begged for you, you should take a look first."
Li Zhouwei strode forward and gently took this exercise, and the cover read:
"The Golden Eyes"
Since Li Chengliao said to take a look first, he gently turned around in the palace:
"In the autumn of the fifth year of Wuming, I visited my friend Xuandou, and saw Yang Jinxin, the judge of Youyin......
These prefaces introducing the origin of the exercises are followed by thousands of words, which are probably teaching the use of mana to cultivate in the eyes, and to cultivate a golden eye, which can be cultivated in only twenty years in ancient times.
It is best to get an aura, called [Ming Xi Cuisine], which can greatly shorten the cultivation time.
Li Zhouwei glanced at it, and Li Chengliao said softly:
"I asked about this Cui Yan, it is rumored that he was a Jindan monk from the Zhaoyuan Immortal Mansion of Wei State, known as the True Monarch of Shangyao, this pupil technique should have been created by him in his early years, the grade is not high, only the third rank, it can just cover your eyes."
Li Chengliao said, while asking Li Zhouwei to sit down, and continued:
"I remember the origin of the exercises obtained in this grotto-heaven in such detail, if it were replaced with an ordinary Jiangnan method, where would it still be paid? It has long been lost."
He saw Li Zhouwei nodding, picked up a book and a jade slip from the table, and said softly:
"As for this book, it is the halberd method obtained by Xuanfeng Ancestor from overseas, it was originally recorded in this jade slip, you have not yet given birth to spiritual consciousness, I have already copied it for you."
"A rubbing, an original, are all here."
Li Zhouwei took it gently and returned the salute:
"Thank you, father."
He glanced at the cover of this halberd method and wrote:
""Jiazi Soul Refinement and Halberd Tactics"
Li Zhouwei was not in a hurry to flip through the books in this hall, but changed the topic and spoke:
"I know some things about the Great Wei, but they are all just words, I don't know how many true kings I can get? Is there any news at home?"
"My family has learned something over the years."
Li Chengliao was surprised that he suddenly asked about this, and replied:
"In ancient times, Jindan was manifested, the Taoist fetus walked, the world was several times larger than it is now, and the overseas was dozens of times larger, and there were several true kings before and after the Wei Kingdom, there were two surnames with the surname Cui, one of which was Shangyao Cui Yan, and the Li family was Taizu and Emperor Yuan......"
"Four true kings."
Li Zhouwei responded, Li Chengliao nodded when he heard this, and said softly:
"After the destruction of Wei, Qi, Liang, Zhao, and Yan, the cultivation of the emperors from generation to generation became lower and lower, and in the end, only Emperor Zhaowu of Zhao was the true monarch level.
Li Zhouwei nodded lightly after hearing this, Li Chengliao saw that he was thoughtful, and had no intention of asking, and said with a smile:
"I'll introduce you to someone."
As soon as his words fell, a gray aura rose from the side of the hall, swept over, and appeared on the side, it was a man in gray clothes, with a gloomy face, bowing down on one knee, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Wushao has seen the prince."
Li Zhouwei nodded in return, Li Chengliao said:
"This is Senior Wushao, with a cultivation in the middle of the foundation building, and his family specially sent him to protect him."
Li Wushao has been cultivating at the bottom of the lake over the years, and has gradually cultivated some cronies to practice qi monsters to look at the bottom of the lake for him, but he doesn't have to control it every day, just show up occasionally, he was with Li Yuexiang, but now Li Xizhi has come to pick up his sister, and Li Xijun sent him down the mountain.
Li Zhouwei asked him to get up, Li Wushao clasped his hands competently, without saying a word, and quickly sank into the shadow in the corner, the young man took a closer look, looked up at Li Chengliao, and asked aloud:
"It seems that there are affairs arrangements at home."
"Not bad."
Li Chengliao said:
"You are getting older, Uncle Yuanping has already taken over the main position of the family at this age, and you are of Mingyang blood, and there are few talents in the main lineage, so you will definitely run the family in the future."
"I want to choose a place in Shanyue, you can bring some soldiers and horses, just in time to practice halberd techniques, and when the time comes, you will see blood."
Li Zhouwei nodded, put the things into his sleeve robe, and was about to go down, when he was suddenly called by Li Chengliao.
The young master dressed in a wolf fur coat and charming between his eyebrows smiled and said softly:
"My family thought about it for a while, and I decided to follow the old practice, not call you by name, and give you a name...... Or a title."
Li Zhouwei raised his eyebrows with interest, and when he smiled, the corners of his eyes became more cunning, and he asked:
"What kind of Taoist name did you choose at home?"
Li Chengliao looked very happy, laughed heartily twice, carefully mentioned two words on the case, gently picked up the paper paper, and replied:
"Minghuang."
Li Zhouwei squinted his eyes, pressed the sword on his waist, and lowered his chin slightly.
The expression on his face was not so much satisfaction as a beast meeting An Ran in a cave suitable for sleeping.
"Hmm."
The young man laughed loudly, and the color in his eyes disappeared with the smile, and the fragrant aroma of peonies gradually filled the hall, and the sound of Sasha's flapping wings emerged.
"Buzz......
The golden morning sun on the stone steps climbed faster, winding like a snake and quickly climbing and jumping in the hall, the already golden brilliance became brighter, and Chen Yuan, who was outside the hall, couldn't open his eyes.