Yanshan Pass.
Li Qinghong had only been practicing in Guanzhong for a few months, and Qingchi's order arrived immediately, all the way to Zhao Tinggui of Yuehu Peak in Guannei.
Li Qinghong came out of the cave to greet him, Zhao Tinggui waved his hand to stop in front of the hall, and entered the hall alone, his face was quite calm, wearing white clothes, Li Qinghong estimated that he was in a low mood at the moment, and said softly:
"Stop returning to the Taoist."
"I don't dare... Senior is polite."
Zhao Tinggui's Yanshan Pass foundation was mobilized, and he didn't know how much Shuiling would lose, which greatly increased his pressure, and he had to explain to the families and factions of these monks, which was a brainless thing.
When the man's hand is broken, how can he explain to these people? As a result, he had to build a new foundation, and he Zhao Tinggui offended people, and he didn't dare to hate Qingchi, didn't he dare to hate him Zhao Tinggui?
He was originally a person who didn't offend him, and when he was forced to do this kind of thing, he was naturally very irritable in his heart, and he still said politely on his face:
"After receiving the order from the sect and transferring you all forward, I read the order and was very urgent, so I hurried over."
Li Qinghong responded, and Zhao Tinggui sighed:
"The order within the sect must not be shirked, and please take care of your seniors, after all... Now that I am sharing joys and sorrows, my little junior brother died in battle, and I really don't want anything to happen again."
Li Qinghong nodded and only replied:
"This time to the north, Yuexiang will trouble Taoist friends to take care of you."
She didn't know who would lead her when she went to the north, and she didn't know how dangerous it was to get to the bottom, so she was ready to fold in that place, worried about Li Yuexiang, and asked one more question.
"Don't worry, senior, Tinggui has always regarded her as his own peak..."
Seeing that Li Qinghong was still worried between his eyebrows, Zhao Tinggui paused and said in a deep voice:
"Stopping Gui's parents died early, although he claims to be not a good person, but the senior brothers in the peak regard him as his own brother.
Li Qinghong could only let him say that the news given by the order was very urgent, and he couldn't delay it, so he left the cave house, summoned Li Wushao and Kong Heng, and flew towards Bianyan Mountain.
Kong Heng has spoken less and less in recent years, and he still seems to be practicing silently, while Li Wushao has a calm face as usual, and Li Qinghong has the opportunity to talk to him in detail, and said softly while riding the wind:
"The matter of White Snake Valley... Lin Gu Lanying is very apologetic, after all, the two must be happy with each other..."
"My lord."
Li Wushao was slightly stunned, and then he understood, and only said in a hoarse voice:
"My snake is different from humans, I don't care about whether the two are happy or not, the breath can't arouse desire when it smells, even if it is deeply affectionate, the body should not be empty talk, there is no such thing as mutual love, adults are too worried."
These words were unexpected by Li Qinghong, and made her breathe, Li Wushaoyun said calmly:
"When I was in the East China Sea, this happened early, the upper white snake was difficult to give birth, and there were more than 100 wives and concubines.
"It's okay if the cultivation level is higher... When the cultivation level is low, even if the two snakes are in love with each other, as long as the white snake summons them gently, they will immediately lose their minds and flee to become his wife and concubine."
Li Wushao's expression was a little complicated, and there seemed to be many words accumulating in his chest, and he said in a muffled voice:
"Until it becomes a foundation, there is still a view of blood... My father once said... I am a hooked snake like me, just be confused, but I have a mind like a human being, but I can't resist my body, which is the biggest sorrow."
Li Qinghong lowered her eyebrows and didn't know how to comfort him, Li Wushao said softly
"Even if the two love each other are happy, when they turn into the main body, the breath smells each other, and they suddenly lose their appetite, and they are uncontrollably tired of it from the heart! I am like this."
After he said this, Kong Heng on the side finally opened his eyes and said in a low voice:
"Not only demons, but also people may not be transcendent."
Kong Heng's words reminded Li Qinghong of her own prince, she thought secretly, fell silent, and Li Wushao stopped talking.
This incident was just a small episode in the world of the hook snake, but it made Lin Gu Lanying visit in person, which made Li Wushao a little embarrassed.
Several people rode the wind all the way and quickly fell into the mountains, and the cultivators were almost there, and many familiar faces could be seen at a glance.
Li Qinghong raised his head, and the middle-aged man at the top was black-haired and dressed in gold, with sharp eyebrows and a fierce side face, as if he was about to turn into a tiger and leopard and pounce on him at the next moment.
The golden brilliance flowed on him, his wide and powerful palm was holding an exaggerated golden bow, he stood quietly on the stone platform, beside him the Immortal Sect's direct lineage bowed his head, and the various clans built a foundation and worshipped.
"Uncle..."
The appearance in his memory almost made Li Qinghong go back decades in an instant, when his father Li Xuanling was still there, and Li Xuanfeng was still the most genius monk in the clan.
She followed her eldest brother Li Yuanxiu up the mountain, and the second brother Li Yuanjiao also smiled and talked about Li Xuanfeng's amazing archery skills.
She lowered her eyes and thought secretly:
"Zhongfu may have made another breakthrough."
……
Li Xuanfeng waited in the mountains for a while, and the cultivators were soon ordered to arrive, he glanced slightly, Li Qinghong and the others had arrived, and the white snake and the woman on the other side should be Lin Gu Lanying.
On the other end, there were several monks from the Ning family and two disciples of Yuehu Peak, as well as a few guest ministers transferred back by Qingchi from the East Sea and the South Sea, and three sent by the Golden Feather Sect, totaling sixteen foundation builders.
As for the practice of qi and fetal breath, it is naturally dispatched from the mountains, and the number of these people is not large, firstly, it is of no great use in fighting, and secondly, Qingchi refuses to send disciples in the sect.
"Midnight is coming, so you can set off with me."
Li Xuanfeng ordered softly, and his family naturally responded, the people sent by Qingchi and Jinyu were all Keqing, and they belonged to the elderly from all over the world, and they all gave him face, and approached him respectfully.
He took out the Ning family's jade boat from his sleeve, it was Ning Wan's [Changbi Liuyun Boat], and with a light pause in the air, it suddenly turned into a large boat, and everyone fell into it one after another.
Ning Heyuan beside him was slightly behind him, flew up with him, threw a piece of gauze from his sleeve, and enveloped everyone's figures, and then smiled and said:
"Everyone, let's talk about it."
Li Xuanfeng had been looking at it for a while, the several guest ministers sent by Qingchi were all naturalized monks of the East Sea, and their strength was ordinary, but the monks of the East Sea at least had experience in dealing with demon cultivators, and they had more skills in saving their lives.
Although these people had little combat power, they could still hold back a few demon cultivators.
Only the three sent by the Golden Feather Sect were still a little interesting, one was carrying a talisman sword behind him, claiming to be Zhuang Cheng, a monk of the Gu Yan Desert, and the other was an old man over two hundred years old, claiming to be from Gu Yan, named Lin Shouye.
Only the last one was an old Taoist priest, who seemed to have come to make up the numbers, and seemed to have broken through the foundation, his breath was vain, and he called himself Gu Yan Bai Yinzi, with a bitter face.
Jin Yu and Qing Chi are a little different, Jin Yu Sect has looser control over exercises and Sui Yuan Dan, and the self-stripping is much looser, and there are many restrictions on mergers, there are many large families that have lasted for hundreds of years, and the number of qi training is obviously higher than that of Qing Chi.
What's more, the Qingchi families had not yet recovered from the struggle and persecution before Chi Wei's death, the previous geniuses were eaten clean, and the subsequent geniuses refused to send them to Qingchi at will.
"As for the rumors that most of the Taoists of the Yue Kingdom are from the six sons of the Ming Hall, they are more excellent, and the competition is particularly fierce, so those who stand out are often better than the Wu Kingdom... I don't know if it's true or not, but looking at the two people in front of me... The strength is acceptable."
Li Xuanfeng thought about it, Li Qinghong and others all opened their mouths to introduce, but when they saw Bai Yinzi's eyes lit up, he approached Li Qinghong's side and said in a low voice:
"Several adults, Xiao Xiu is a monk in the small temple of Guyan... Donghe's seniors came back then! and stationed for a long time..."
Li Qinghong immediately understood that it was the place where she collected [Golden Yang Huangyuan], but she had never seen the person in front of her, so it was not easy to judge, so she could only nod her head and count over.
Seeing her so polite, Bai Yinzi had to sit down again and listen to everyone in the boat chatting.
Jin Yu and the others were also experienced, and Lin Shouye was an old monk who was over two hundred years old, and soon chatted with several Donghai monks.
Ning Heyuan waited for a moment to speak, and said in a deep voice:
"Everyone, this time I went to [Shuiling] to fight with the demon cultivators of the Murong family, this is not an ordinary demon cultivator, you should pay attention."
Although the real Murong family's direct lineage is Li Xuanfeng, Tang Shedu and others dealt with it, but the rest of the demon cultivators were not those ordinary goods, Ning Heyuan was afraid that they would underestimate the enemy, so he specially instructed and said:
"As for [calling Shuiling], do you know?"
Several monks did not speak, only the old monk Lin Shouye raised his eyelids and said in a pale voice:
"It is the mausoleum of the descendants of King Ning, originally blessed by the ancient formation, and hundreds of years ago, it was broken by the Duke of Xu and the Xu families, and the spiritual treasures in it were plundered..."
"There should be only an empty shell left... It's just that the original sects have fled overseas, which can just be used to accommodate the demons."
Ning Heyuan nodded and said:
"The old-timers are very knowledgeable."
Lin Shouye smiled softly and replied:
"I went there to practice in my early years, and it is rumored that there is a cave in Ningguo, and someone has entered through that called Shuiling, but I don't know if it is true or not..."
Lin Shouye's words really shocked Ning Heyuan, originally just praising his words, but now he has a bit of sincerity, but his mouth is noncommittal:
"There are indeed such rumors..."
Lin Shouye stroked his beard and did not speak, but Zhuang Cheng, who was carrying a talisman sword behind him, spoke, his voice low and powerful:
"After all, Xu Guogong died suddenly shortly after breaking the formation, there must be a lot of evil in this [called Shuiling], I am afraid that it will be used by that group of demon cultivators, making us suffer some hardships, and it will not look good if the situation is reversed."
Lin Shouye nodded and praised:
"What Daoist Zhuang thinks is that Xu Guo Immortal Dao has gradually declined since then, and it is not as good as day by day, even the prosperous Golden Gate you have slowly fallen down, which is why there is a matter of Shi Xiu going south later... The matter of Shangyuan Zhenjun's action..."
At that time, Shangyuan was still a real person, but now he has cultivated into a true monarch and has become a legendary existence in everyone's mouths, so naturally he can only be called a true monarch.
After all, he was a member of the Golden Feather Sect, and he didn't feel deeply about it, and many people present had participated in resisting Shi Xiu in person, and they were very emotional when they saw Shangyuan make a move.
Lin Gu Lanying listened to this for a while, nodded slightly, the turquoise hairpin swayed behind her hair, and said softly:
"The head of the Murong family is very famous, and many spells are good at defeating more with less, so you should be careful."
While several people were talking, Li Qinghong only listened silently, and soon saw that the clouds outside the boat were gradually thickening, the demonic energy was drifting, the mountains were undulating, and the thunder pool in her sea of qi was floating, obviously the demonic aura was overflowing and stimulated.
"Call it Shuiling..."
Li Qinghong's pupil technique faintly saw the ruins of the broken wall below through the fog, and several magic lights floated in the clouds, wandering back and forth, as if searching for something.
She carefully observed the terrain and noticed that she seemed to have been to this place, using the altar to pray for thunder back then, and had been to many possible places in Xu Guo to collect thunder, and seemed to have been here.
"In the Dharma altar, it is not called [called Shuiling], but called Anhuai County of Wei State... It seems that Ning Guo was only established after the fall of Wei, and used it as a royal tomb..."
At that time, there were still several sects here that checked and balanced each other, and they were very polite to her, a foundation building monk, there should be several leylines that could pass here, including many caves.
"This group of demon cultivators should be among them now... This place is also very close to the Daojiao Mountain in the Golden Gate..."
Everyone gradually fell silent, while Li Xuanfeng looked at him with his bow behind his back, the light of the token in his hand flickered on and off, as if he was pulling something.
Soon the brilliance on the token reached its peak, and runes emerged one by one, Li Xuanfeng read it carefully, calculated the distance, untied the bow behind his back and took it into his hand, and said in a deep voice:
"Tang Shedu and others have arrived, so you should get ready."
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, a white light rose from the fog in the distance, and a huge white man rose from the sky, staring at two huge blue-black eyes, two bloodshot red eyes staring straight outside, bloody and tearful, and his white fangs were neat and bright, shining with white light.
"Bold!"
The human head suddenly opened its mouth, its neat teeth opened like a door panel, and dense blue-black spots of light gushed out, which swarmed and turned into snakes, insects, ants and scorpions, falling from the rain with a bang, giving birth to wings, and searching for each other.
Li Qinghong had seen the reincarnation of Murong Xia back then, and the head in the belly released by the monk was not so big, but what he spat out was the soul of a living person, who could talk and laugh, and could also thank Murong Xia...
"Murong Xia is Maha after all, and he has already practiced to the point of blessed land in his belly, and the direct line of the Murong family in front of him is much inferior, and you can see at a glance that it is some kind of magic skill..."
Li Qinghong's heart suddenly enlightened, but Li Xuanfeng narrowed his eyes, he looked middle-aged now, very fierce, such a squinting look was terrifying, which made everyone look sideways.
But I saw the middle-aged man slowly raise the golden bow, and a golden arrow jumped out of his waist and landed on the string.
"Buzz......