Zhu Huai Sea, Zongquan Island.
The clouds on Zongquan Island are fluttering, the water vapor is wet, and the bronze altar stands tall, with intricate patterns, carved with various colors of rain, mist and thunder patterns, and the colors of bluestone and copper and iron shine.
Li Qinghong has been practicing here for more than ten years, and it is inconvenient to come and go, so he sent Zong Yan to build another altar here, so that the people on the island can get some rewards.
She got up slowly, thunder flowed on the jade armor, and thunder flashed on a circle of various copper and silver statues around her, one after another, flowing down from the jade sleeves at her wrists.
Li Qinghong practiced in seclusion here, and for more than ten years, his strength has gradually grown, and his breath has become more and more refined.
Li Qinghong has the blessing of the Dharma altar, and from time to time he goes out to look for thunder, and sympathizes with the thunder pool in his body.
After restraining her mana, she stepped out of the thunder, and there was a young man standing under the altar, looking like he was in his twenties, also practicing the thunder method, holding a gun in his hand, standing quietly, seeing Li Qinghong stepping on the thunder and bowing:
"The junior has seen my aunt."
"Cheng?"
Li Qinghong nodded slightly, this junior is also a child of Zhongmai, and he has been following her since he practiced the thunder method, guarding the island overseas, and borrowing the altar to assist in practice.
Li Cheng? was a taciturn, didn't say much, and bowed his hands to congratulate him:
"Congratulations on your great progress in your cultivation."
He only said this, Li Qinghong nodded slightly, pointed out his cultivation, and then took up the wind and flew out of the island.
"Count the time, and the spiritual thunder will also fall."
Li Qinghong used this altar to collect spiritual thunder many times before and after, although he could not recognize the place name and sea name, he could not often get it in his hand, and he would go out to sea from time to time, and occasionally gain something.
Li Qinghong rode out of the wind, stepped on the thunder, and flew all the way north, the thunder pattern mysterious bottle tied around her waist was dazzling and dazzling.
The mysterious pattern bottle contained eleven thunderbolts, but it was still stable and sturdy, and the thunder-like lobe patterns on the outside were even more shiny, containing translucent thunder, and the lilac thunder was up and down, which was truly amazing.
Over the years, she has become more and more familiar with this altar.
The surrounding twelve statues each represented an area, and it seemed that the subordinates of the ancient thunder were all divided, and whichever direction the thunder fell from was the property of whichever it fell.
The dragon-shaped statue in the southeast direction was the most active and provided the most information, and most of the thunder she had obtained over the years was from the southeast.
She flew in the air for a while, and was about to turn to the southeast, when she suddenly looked back and saw a brilliance rising above Zongquan Island, and the jade talisman on her wrist emitted a warm light.
When Li Qinghong left Zongquan Island, she would leave the jade talisman in case something happened on the island when she left, but her mana was not long in existence, and she had not made a special trip to learn this technique, this jade talisman could only take effect within a month or two.
"What is this... Fortunately, I didn't go far.'
Li Qinghong turned around and quickly rushed back to the island, and saw Li Cheng? He had already waited in front of the formation, passed Zong Yan and the others, stepped forward and bowed, and said with a secret method:
"Auntie, the third uncle has already entered the battle and is severely injured."
"Xiji!"
Li Qinghong's heart jumped, she didn't care about saying much, she immediately rode the wind and entered the formation, Zong Yan and the others only had time to open their mouths, she had disappeared like lightning.
Li Qinghong entered the cave and saw Li Xizhi sitting cross-legged, his face like gold paper, his body was flowing with colorful light, and the injury was resolved.
Li Cheng? Waiting in front of the formation, he whispered:
"Auntie... The third uncle hid his figure, called me out with a jade pendant, and then took the opportunity to sneak into the formation, and no one on the island knew except me."
When Li Qinghong heard this, she deduced in her heart, her face was a little embarrassing, and she said in a low voice:
"There must be something wrong, you should pay attention to sealing the news, don't let others know that Zhi'er is here."
Li Cheng? Nodding, slowly withdrawing, and waiting for him to disappear, Li Qinghong shook his head slightly and thought about it silently.
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Qingchi Mountain.
The bell on Qingchi Mountain rang three times, and the glow cloud boat brought brilliant brilliance, and its huge colorful wings floated and flew back from all directions.
The Purple Mansion fell, and the monks guarding various places were recalled, and some monks who had been absent from the sect all year round also showed their faces, either from the East Sea, or from the Southern Xinjiang, and even from the North Sea.
"Yuan Wu has fallen..."
Li Xuanfeng paused in the air on the wind, turned twice in the white mist, and landed on the peak, the Ning family stood in order, Li Xuanfeng looked up, the green mountains in all directions were still green, not like the rumored golden yellow.
When the news came back, it was said that the gold and iron that fell in the peak were enough to bury several people, and now that the gold and iron all over the mountains after the fall of Yuanwu had already been put away and taken into the sect.
When Ning Heyuan learned about this, he laughed and joked, saying that Yuan Wufeng would not need to take gold and iron from the sect within a hundred years, just use Yuan Wu.
Li Xuanfeng listened to the Ning family laughing, but he was still secretly thinking in his heart:
"You can do it on the lake, but I don't know what Xizhi is doing."
He waited for a moment, and soon the Ning family dispersed into the peak, this was [Dongquan Peak], which was originally ranked among the thirty-six peaks, but the elements were never operated, and the outstanding Ning family all went to Southern Border, so their reputation was not prominent.
When Li Xuanfeng entered the main hall, he saw the element sitting upright, and the surroundings were also empty, obviously not daring to wander in front of him, but Li Xuanfeng was dressed in golden armor and bowed in front of him.
"I've seen real people."
The elemental expression was inexplicable, he lowered his head and glanced at him, and said in a low voice:
"Yuan Wu is dead, you can meet the Chi family with me."
Li Xuanfeng was slightly suspicious, didn't dare to say more, nodded and stood up, and as the element left the hall, there was a middle-aged man standing in front of the palace gate, tall, it was Ning Hejing.
Ning Hejing is the clan brother of Ning Heyuan and Ning Hemian, and he is one of the few monks left in the sect by the Ning family, and he is the peak master of Yuan Xing Peak, and he has a good personal relationship with Chi Zhiyun.
Chi Buzi is Chi Zhiyun's great-grandfather, and Chi Zhiyun is the mother of Ning and Jing's lineage.
Immediately arched his hands, Ning Hejing said to the elements:
"Zhenren, please go to the main hall."
Ning Hejing nodded lightly, riding the wind, Ning Hejing and the others on the side nodded slightly, without even a smile, maintaining a position, and flying with the elements and several Ning family descendants.
Ning Heyuan's face was gloomy for a moment, and soon returned to normal, and the faces of the juniors of the Ning family behind him were also not good-looking, obviously dissatisfied with Ning Hejing's actions.
Ning and Jing owed their faces, and only treated Li Xuanfeng a little better, Li Xuanfeng nodded in return, and rode the wind down together, to the main hall of Qingchi.
This hall was filled with clouds and mist, with clear air, and a golden bell in the middle, presumably it was the sound of this bell ringing, and there was a person standing next to this golden magic weapon, with a middle-aged appearance, who looked like a member of the Chi family.
At the top was a person standing there, with a dazzling robe and a sword on his waist, presumably it was Qingchi Sect Master Chi Zhiyun, and then look at the similar appearance of these two people, the person in the audience must be Chi Zhiyan's brother Chi Zhiyan.
Li Xuanfeng was the first time he saw this Chi Zhiyun, but he was no stranger, he squinted his eyes slightly, and his heart moved slightly.
In the final analysis, the reputation of his own sword immortal was still given by this person, and Chi Zhiyun was still the young sect master, and it was the supervisor Li Chijing who went to the southern border, and seventy or eighty years had passed.
Chi Zhiyun is now in the later stage of foundation building, and he doesn't know how many secret methods he has practiced, his face is warm and moist, and he is majestic, presumably he has taken a lot of precious medicines, standing on it, majestic.
"I have seen the sect master!"
The monks saluted, but Chi Zhiyun was only busy saluting the elements first, and said respectfully:
"I've seen the elemental real person."
The element waved his hand and bowed slightly to the tablet in the middle, even if he had bowed to Yuan Wu, the subsequent Ning family members bowed one by one, Chi Zhiyun looked at it coldly, and when the process was over, he winked at Ning and Jing.
Ning Hejing looked at Ning Heyuan and said in a deep voice:
"You wait to step back."
Ning Heyuan's eyelids jumped when he heard this, turned his head to look at the real person's face, and looked at the element's unconscious expression, so he could only lead the person out silently.
Although this scene was short, it could be seen that Li Xuanfeng knew it in his heart, and when everyone withdrew, Element spoke:
"Where is Senior Sui Guan?"
When he said this name, Chi Zhiyun's hand on the hilt of the sword tightened slightly, he smiled on his face and said in a low voice:
"The real dragon sees the beginning and the end, shuttles through Taixu, and travels back and forth between the sea and overseas, and I and other juniors naturally don't know."
When he said this, the jade talisman on his waist shook slightly, causing Li Xuanfeng's pupils to dilate slightly and he lowered his head silently.
This jade talisman could not be more familiar, he used this talisman to kill people overseas, and tied dozens of storage bags to this jade talisman, but now when he looked at it, it was hanging on Chi Zhiyun's waist.
"It's a warning... Or hint."
Li Xuanfeng was looking at Chi Zhiyun, but the young sect master of the Qingchi Sect was also secretly observing him.
"Li Chijing's nephew."
Chi Zhiyun certainly remembers the young man, eighty years have passed in the blink of an eye, he has never forgotten that sword, every time he practices with a sword, there is always a clear breeze and bright moon in front of him, stopping to think, silently remembering.
Later, his cultivation level became higher and higher, and his swordsmanship and spells became more and more profound, and he was no longer the Chi Zhiyun who was rushing to cultivate his cultivation, but he always felt that the sword was amazing, so much so that he was ashamed of himself and rarely used the sword.
"With such an uncle, it's no wonder there are such nephews!"
And the previous Li Xuanfeng, his eyebrows and eyes were much sharper than the original boy, the vicissitudes of life were fierce, and the armor on his body was full of blood, almost a sword that was easy to use and made people want to collect it.
He had taken many treasure medicines, so he looked much younger, Li Xuanfeng looked like an old man, Chi Zhiyun still retained his middle-aged demeanor, he was slightly stunned, and the element finally spoke:
"Sui Guan wants to take you to watch the ceremony?"
Chi Zhiyun quickly came back to his senses, answered with his hands, and said respectfully:
"Reporting to the real person, exactly!"
Element nodded, pointed at Li Xuanfeng, and spoke:
"In my clan, there are wastes on both sides, only take this junior, if you have the opportunity, you can communicate well."
Ning Hejing on the side was scolded inexplicably, and he didn't dare to say more, after all, he had only cultivated in the early stage of foundation building, and his talent was not even comparable to that of a few younger brothers, and he also knew Li Xuanfeng's reputation, so he suffered silently.
Chi Zhiyun was stunned, but quickly reacted, a kind smile appeared on his face, and he nodded and said:
"Obey the orders of the real person."
Element nodded and led Li Xuanfeng away, leaving the three of them standing in the hall, Ning and Jing standing in the corner, Chi Zhiyan, who had never said a word, finally spoke, his expression was a little ruthless, and he said in a low voice:
"This is Li Xuanfeng!"
Chi Zhiyan's face was quite similar to Chi Zhiyun, but he looked more feminine and cunning, and said in a cold voice:
"What kind of conspiracy did Li Chijing use to defeat the eldest brother... The clan hates the Li family very much... Some people have long been quite dissatisfied with him! Wait until the element dies..."
"Smoke!!"
Chi Zhiyun quickly stopped him and scolded:
"You are so bold!"
Chi Zhiyan had to shut up and be silent, Chi Zhiyun stepped down with a dark face, and said coldly:
"How many times have I told you! Li Chijing defeated me with his sword intent in a dignified manner, this is not something unspeakable, you are repeatedly blurring and twisting like this, you look like a loser!"
Seeing Chi Zhiyan curling his lips, he shouted coldly:
"You...! I admitted defeat in the light, and I didn't harm the Li family afterwards, this is to save face.
Chi Zhiyan listened to this, silently shut up, and looked a little embarrassed.
Being defeated by Li Chijing, Chi Zhiyun really never took it to heart, how many people in Jiangnan have practiced swordsmanship so far? Losing is losing, and he never disdains to play those tricks.
What's more, as his sect master's situation became more and more embarrassing, Chi Zhiyun tossed and turned to find someone who could be used, and instead regretted it a little:
"At the beginning, Ruruo Ancestor had never harmed Li Chijing... How many more capable assistants will I have in my hands now?! Not to mention Li Chijing's sharpness, his mind is also first-class, if he can be assisted, he won't have to be provoked by this group of idiots!"
"What's more! What's more, there are Li Tongya, Li Xuanfeng, and even Li Xizhi, all of whom can take out their hands to guard one side... Why are you just these fools in your hands today..."
Chi Zhiyun sighed, but suddenly found that his younger brother beside him had no voice, and then looked back, seeing his trance-like expression, he was immediately shocked and asked:
"What have you done again!"
Chi Zhiyan was distracted by his sentence "harming the Li family", and was a little embarrassed by his brother, so he could only whisper:
"It's nothing..."
Chi Zhiyun looked at him carefully and asked coldly:
"Hejing... The spirit bell rang six times, was Li Xizhi ever ordered to return to the sect?"
Ning Hejing recalled carefully for a while, shook his head and said:
"Never."
Chi Zhiyun's heart clicked, he was furious, and scolded:
"Bastard! Li Xizhi, I keep it and it's useful! You harmed him like this, and there are still a few people in the sect who make him strong!"
"You really want to harm me!"