Qingdu Mountain.
The morning sun just rose from the mountain, gurgling on the treetops, and the jade-like road was beautiful, often called the Qingjie by the Huzhou family, which was borrowed as the step of promotion.
A young man quickly stepped down the steps, imposing and imposing, dressed in a platinum Taoist robe, with tight cuffs, looking crisp and neat, facing the golden morning light, his pupils covered in the shadow of the bridge of his nose, shining with some gold.
The grim young man following behind him was dressed in black and had a low voice:
"Your Highness, the new children of all ethnic groups have entered the house... Compared with last year, it is 20% less."
Li Zhouwei was seventeen years old, and he was devoted to cultivating pupil techniques, when Li Xizhi Li Ximing was only just practicing qi at this age, but his cultivation had already practiced five layers of qi, which can be described as the first class in several generations of the clan.
Chen Yuan also threw off a lot of his peers, only practiced qi a few years ago, and was known as the first person with a foreign surname in a hundred years.
"Twenty percent."
The two of them paced on the peak, both understanding in their hearts why, Li Zhouwei stood with his hands on his back, and the brilliance of the golden stars in his pupils kept floating.
This color is no longer the monster appearance of the past, and the brilliance of mana can be clearly seen, it is the [Da Zhen Golden Eyes] brought back by Li Xizhi back back then, causing golden light spots to rise and fall in his eyes from time to time.
He had refined the [Great Golden Eyes] earlier, this Ming Yang pupil technique was not easy, the ancient Wei Li had to practice for twenty years, but it was easy in his hands.
Chen Yuan is very good at observing words and expressions, judging the situation, and only replied with his hands clasped:
"The war in the north is unclear... These guys are afraid, afraid of sending their children over and sending them to the north every few years..."
"They left one or two and sent them away in the name of travel, one in the east and one in the west, controlled by 20%... The spiritual aperture fluctuates every year, and it is difficult to leave any excuses."
Li Zhouwei and him arrived at the foot of the mountain, the lake was full of gold, several fetal monks had already driven boats to shuttle through the lake, pinched the water avoidance technique, and sank into the lake to mine minerals, the young man lowered his eyes and said:
"How much is missing?"
Chen Yuan said respectfully:
"Chen Dou, Xu, Tian, and Li Jing are all looking around more than in previous years, the four towns of Huaqian and the seven cities of Huayu are all 10% less, and the eight towns of Wutu are more mountainous and more numerous, and there have been no fewer people, and the dense forest population is sluggish, much less, a full 20% less......"
"As for the missing list, it is supervised by Yuting, and my subordinates dare not ask."
After hearing this, Li Zhouwei looked at the water with his bright pupils and replied
"The families have been favored for many years, and they can be regarded as loyal, Chen Yuan, you go to check the list, go to each family to ask in person, and send a few letters to the north by the way."
Chen Yuan nodded knowingly, his tone was respectful, and he showed a little heavy smile.
"Your Highness... Just ask once?"
Li Zhouwei waved his hand:
"Ask first."
Chen Yuan was ordered to retreat, and Li Zhouwei stood on the shore for a moment, showing a little coldness.
Li Xijun was seriously injured in that battle, and he had to go to retreat urgently, hanging his life, Li Ximing had to leave the customs, patrolling the lake on one hand, and taking alchemy and taking care of Li Xijun on the other.
He is getting older, and he has temporarily taken over the right to speak on Qingdu, and now he is constantly mobilizing, not only to send people to the north, but also to send people out to investigate in many ways, and the manpower is already a little insufficient.
In the final analysis, it is a bit unworthy in the eyes of the families, for the sake of mortals to take risks, several of them are even more reluctant, Li Zhouwei is naturally clear, and he is not in the mood to deal with it:
"I just took care of my family, and at this time of great change, it shouldn't be too harsh... otherwise..."
He had no choice but to send Chen Yuan, asking on the surface, but just warning in private, this person is fierce and sinister, this kind of thing is the most suitable for him.
Li Zhouwei only rode the wind, went all the way up the mountain, flew to the top, and saw a stone platform, wandering with brilliance and complex patterns.
A dark golden halberd was inserted on the top, the long branches were curved, like a crescent moon, and a bright white arc was outlined in the middle, the structure was mysterious and ingenious, shrouded in a confusing idea, silently emitting bright light, illuminating the grass and trees on the side of the stone platform, gray and yellow.
On the side was a circular magic weapon, a small golden-red ring, about the thickness of the little finger, and the material was neither gold nor silver.
"Two ancient magic weapons......"
These two are both ancient magic weapons, the former is the magic halberd obtained in the grotto-heaven, all of them are flowing with brilliance, the combined value of the two is not to say that it is worth the Li family, but it can also be worth the combination of the Li family's foundation-building magic weapons.
Today's Li family doesn't even have a decent magic weapon in Li Ximing's hand, Li Xizhi still uses a qi training level magic sword, but he has prepared such a valuable magic weapon for him.
"Breaking through the fifth layer of qi training, you can take this ancient magic weapon!"
Li Zhouwei took a step forward and passed through the formation that shrouded the stone platform, and the dazzling bright light appeared in front of him, this halberd had been sealed here for ten years, and the large formation was already surrounded by the aura of Mingyang, if it were not for the protection of the formation, this stone platform would have turned into white sand.
Li Ximing had also taken this magic weapon, although he was the foundation of Mingyang Daoji, but this halberd only lit up slightly in his hand, emitting a few rays of light, and there was no reaction.
And Li Ximing only mentioned the magic weapon, and went to refine the elixir by himself, and he has not refined it and put it away, and he doesn't even know the name of the magic weapon now.
Li Zhouwei walked to the front of the halberd, the blade had already made a buzzing tremor, the bright blade radiated a white brilliance, and two seal characters faintly emerged from the halberd shaft.
"[Daisho]"
He gently held the long handle, the halberd shook violently, swallowing the mana like hunger and thirst, the golden light in Li Zhouwei's pupils overlapped, and he slowly pulled it out.
"Buzz......
The halberd was cheered and refined by him, and the golden light suddenly flew out of the arc in the middle of the halberd and landed on him, transforming into the appearance of the bright sun in the sky.
The golden light was fleeting, Li Zhouwei pulled out the halberd, and a sudden enlightenment rose in his heart:
"[Great Dragon Halberd]"
This halberd was not heavy in killing intent, it seemed to have been created a long time ago, and it was put into the grotto-heaven by the people of Qingsong Temple early, and it was even rarely stained with blood, but was nourished by spiritual energy in the grotto-heaven of the upper and lower bodies.
He couldn't count the time, but most of the five hundred years were there, so he was full of inspiration and spirituality, but there was no bloody murderous aura.
Li Zhouwei roughly understood that this halberd itself was strong and sharp, after all, it was built in ancient times, and it has nourished it for such a long time, and it is much stronger than today's magic weapons.
As soon as the mana was injected, the halberd emitted an invisible white light, and the opponents were exposed to the scorching sun, restless, and sweating.
And in the arc in the center of this halberd, there is also a mystery, there is a brilliance and mystery inside, once it is attracted by the Mingyang Immortal Foundation, it can bless the owner of the magic weapon, possessed by the bright light, stepped on the light to catch the flames, and was majestic.
Li Zhouwei was immediately satisfied in his heart, he had not yet built a foundation and could not use it, but after all, this is an ancient magic weapon, easy to use, especially fit, holding it in his hand is like breathing.
"Good magic weapon!"
He carried it behind him and glanced at the golden red sun ring on the side, this magic weapon now had no other characteristics except that it was strong, but he couldn't take his eyes off.
"So kind..."
Li Zhouwei looked at it blankly for a while, and the urge to take it with him arose, but unfortunately he heard that this magic weapon was an important thing in Qingsong Guan, and he couldn't take it out at will.
He went out of the formation, and only then did he arrive in front of the mountain, and suddenly saw An Siwei hurriedly falling in the wind.
The middle-aged man only said in a deep voice:
"Your Highness, there is a person outside the formation, claiming to be the Miao clan of Tingleidao in the South China Sea, and wants to meet Qingdu..."
"Miao family?"
Li Zhouwei sank slightly and said in a cold voice:
"The elders in the family are still patrolling in the lake, signaling flying flames, as for the Miao family, please ask him to wait in the pavilion at the foot of the mountain first."
Li Qinghong's matter has long been related to the family, the Miao family is not good at it, the timing is just right, just when the Li family is empty, Li Xijun is seriously injured, it is really dangerous......
"I don't know if it's Miao Quan, I heard that this person is outstanding... If it starts to attack, it will be really troublesome."
Li Zhouwei held his hands and asked:
"Is this person willing to join the battle and talk in detail?"
"My subordinate asked... Although he looked embarrassed, he nodded after all."
Hearing that this person was willing to join the battle, Li Zhouwei knew in his heart:
"It seems that there is not much malice... Either I can't figure out my family's strength at all... It's just that there is a purple mansion behind it, after all, it has entered the foundation building formation, and there is a suppression in the later stage of foundation building, so it can be said that it is in a dangerous place..."
The Miao family gave a sincerity that was willing to talk, the Li family naturally had one more enemy than one less enemy, Li Zhouwei was a little polite, and ordered:
"Bring him tea."
He ordered and thought carefully for a while, his father Li Chengliao also arrived in the formation, listening to the Miao family's politeness, frowned, Li Zhouwei said in a deep voice:
"I'm afraid that Bian Yanxian Gong shot Murong Wu in a quarter of an hour and was too famous, which scared them."
The father and son discussed carefully for a while, and soon had a countermeasure, Li Zhouwei said softly:
"Father goes up and guards, I'll wait for my uncle."
Li Chengliao nodded calmly and left, the light outside the formation flickered, it seemed that Li Ximing was not far away, and soon he came over with the wind.
Li Ximing was dressed in a golden Taoist robe, he searched around the lake, but found nothing, only killed a few demon cultivators, and most of the day passed, and he was a little depressed:
"It's really troublesome... Check all the way to see if there are any traces of foundation building... The eighth brother is really patient, and it takes more than half a year to do such a thing."
Li Xijun was seriously injured, and the rest of the time must be taken by himself, Li Ximing had no dissatisfaction, but counted the days, and several secret methods were still far away, which would inevitably give him a headache.
"Purple Mansion... How difficult!"
Li Ximing was shocked by his five-layer cultivation of qi training, and he was speechless for a while, so Li Zhouwei had to speak first and said things concisely.
"Please come up..."
When he heard about the Miao family, Li Ximing felt even more headache, but he had to carry this beam, and his face replied calmly.
Li Zhouwei understood the temperament of this uncle, so he called Li Chengliao and Li Xuanxuan for him, and without hurting his face, he only answered softly:
"My father also got the news early and is already waiting in the palace, my uncle just needs to sit in it, no need to say anything."
Li Ximing glanced at him blankly, but he also came to him, nodded with a smile and said:
"Okay!"
Li Zhouwei injected the mana into the Dasheng halberd, making this magic weapon shine brightly, and the arc in the middle was amazingly bright, and then handed the magic weapon to him, and said sternly:
"The Miao family is a monk in the South China Sea, with the most demon cultivators, often afraid of power and not virtuous, Bian Yanshan Immortal Bow is famous and has great deterrent ability, these people must also have a void in their hearts, uncle put a halberd next to the seat, just look at the face and speak coldly."
Li Ximing's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he nodded and said:
"I will do this."
He rode the wind up, landed in the hall, and sat down at the top, followed by the Miao family into the main hall.
This Miao family has a square face and thick eyebrows, a burly figure, and their clothes are very strange, like Taoist and non-Taoist, like monks but not monks, with two large copper bowls tied around their waists, and their demeanor is quite polite.
"Listen to Leidao Miao Ye! I have seen Taoist friends!"
Miao Ye was also a practitioner of thunder, the sound was like thunder, buzzing, Li Ximing was dressed in gold, leaning on it, beside him stood the crescent moon and arc intertwined with the Great Rising Halberd, lowered his eyebrows and said:
"Under Li Ximing, I have seen Taoist friends."
Not to mention anything else, Li Ximing looks really good, with a deep cultivation, one hand on the seat, what his father Li Yuanping taught him finally came to life from memory, and his demeanor was much more vivid.
Miao Ye saw the Great Rising Halberd, and the familiar form almost made him jump, seeing that his heart was empty, and his heart jumped like thunder, and he said secretly:
"So it's him! It was indeed Li Xuanfeng in the grotto! He killed Yu Muxian... took this halberd from Tang Shedu's hands!"
Miao Ye had been to the Qingsong Grotto-Heaven back then, and he happened to find this halberd, and he fought with Situ Chen of the Golden Gate over this magic weapon.
He fled in a hurry in the hands of Tang Shedu and almost lost his life, but fortunately a group of people came to kill him and indirectly saved his life.
"It is said that Li Xuanfeng has been put into the Ning family... But this weapon is clearly in the hands of the Li family! Yes, after all, his surname is Li, how can he be clear!"
Miao Ye was still thinking about which family Li Xuanfeng was from, and only now did he understand, and then looked at Li Ximing, only to feel that this person had a bright light flowing on his body, the immortal foundation was good, and his breath was thick, and he had obviously stayed in the late stage of foundation building for a long time.
Although he had never heard of this person's name, he must have good strength, he judged the situation, his voice was much lower, and he said with a smile:
"I have heard the name of the Taoist friend! I have only seen Senior Xuanfeng, who saved his life in the secret realm, and has always been inexplicably grateful to the nobles... I am fortunate to see it now, and I really admire it."
"Oh?"
Li Ximing had some interested smiles on his face and asked:
"I would like to hear the details."
Miao Ye said carefully, starting from the encounter with Situ Chen, and mentioned the golden door twice, but the old man on the side immediately sank, as if he was a little disgusted with the name.
Li Xuanxuan had personally experienced the ambush of the Golden Gate, and he was always impressed, and Li Ximing also knew, and added coldly:
"It turns out to be a gold gate... Don't worry, Situ Chen died in the East China Sea..."
Miao Ye didn't feel it at first, but after repeating two or three sentences, his heart suddenly felt cold:
"The relationship between the Li family and the Golden Gate is very bad, and since the grotto, Situ Chen has no news... Falling into the East China Sea, could it be... Situ Chen was also killed by Li Xuanfeng..."