"Today's casting Taoist..."
The monk stopped and said with some doubts:
"Daoist, the Taoist has already gone to Fenkuai Island, and there is no way to prove it, which is a pity."
His tone wavered slightly, but he was afraid that a few people would deliberately pinch Cheng Jinzhu when he was not there to ask, so he finally said in a deep voice:
"The three of you may have other certificates, if not, I am afraid you will not be able to let a few of you go by one side."
Li Xizhi suddenly felt embarrassed, Jianmen would probably not sell the face of the Qingchi Sect, if he took out the Qingchi Jade Order at this time, it would have no effect, and it would be repeated, which would make people even more suspicious.
He held his sword and was about to speak, when Li Qinghong behind him had already taken a step forward, a touch of clear thunder appeared in his hand, Zi Yingying turned in his hand like a swimming fish, and said softly:
"Li Qinghong in Lower Wangyue Lake is practicing the ancient thunder path, I don't know if it can be used as proof..."
After hearing this, the monk carefully looked at the thunder in her hand, calculated the details before and after, and finally let go, thought for a while, and said softly:
"Since it is the Li family, my Jianmen also has a reason to help, I see that several Taoist friends are injured, and there happen to be a few seniors in the door who are going to Wu Guoda Xiyuan, why don't you go together and get off the boat at Mochiyue Lake on the way?"
"Jianmen is acting very positively..."
Where can't Li Xizhi hear his arrangement? Since he didn't know a few people who really followed suit and didn't look like evil people, he took a salary from the bottom of the pot and sent it all the way to the Li family to ask.
This recipe is a good method, but it is really troublesome for Jianmen, Li Xizhi thought to himself that if he came to guard the ferry, at most he would keep a few people out, and he would not go to great lengths to do these things.
Li Quantao nodded, he had a good impression of Jianmen, and only used the secret method to persuade him:
"Brother Zhi, Jianmen has been decent for many years, and it won't harm me and wait..."
"Then it will trouble your faction."
Li Xizhi responded, the monk's face was like a spring breeze thawing, he suddenly became gentler, and said softly:
"Then come with me quickly, if the time is delayed, it will be really troublesome."
Several people followed him forward and flew over the ferry, Wan Yu Jianmen's architectural style was unique, sharp and exquisite, quite a sword cultivation style, and the attics were often connected by corridors, and the eaves were high, which was very eye-catching.
The big boat of Jianmen was stopped on the ferry, and in front of the big boat was standing a sword cultivator, wearing a simple black robe, carrying a long sword behind him, narrow eyes and long eyebrows, looking at the west.
"Little Master!"
The monk who led a few people over called out and told the situation in a low voice, and the dashing sword cultivator turned around in surprise and asked:
"Qingdu Li family?"
He smiled slightly, the white sword on his body sounded slightly, and this dashing sword cultivator asked:
"In the next draft, I haven't seen you for many years, and I don't know what happened to Brother Yuanjiao? He once said that he had the opportunity to visit, but he never heard from him."
Li Xizhi was shocked slightly when he heard this, and had to answer:
"My father fell in [Mirage Heaven]... It's been 18 years now."
Cheng Manuo was stunned, and then asked:
"Who was killed?"
"Tang Shedu..."
Cheng Man stood with his hands folded, paused, observed Li Xizhi's appearance, and then said:
"You are his heir? No need to wait in this cloud, come on board..."
He waved his hand to let the person from the sword gate retreat, took a few people into the sword boat, sat down in front of the table, and immediately someone stepped forward to serve tea, Cheng Man said in a deep voice:
"I used to cultivate sword essence in the East China Sea, and I have been raising it for twenty years, and I have never thought of so many things... It's a pity..."
Li Xizhi didn't know what Li Yuanjiao's relationship was with this person, and he didn't dare to say more, so he saw Cheng Manu's breath and said in a low voice:
"Now that Tang She has been shot and killed by Senior Xuan Feng, he can be regarded as understanding cause and effect!"
Li Xizhi listened to this work, as if a big stone had been unloaded in his heart, and he was immediately relieved, and Cheng Manuscript then asked:
"How many of you are from the Li family?"
"Li Qinghong is Li Yuanjiao's sister..."
Li Qinghong replied gently, Cheng Manuscript nodded very friendly, while Li Quantao was slightly embarrassed and said in a muffled voice:
"Qingchi Mansion Chenfeng, Li Quantao."
Cheng Manuben held the teapot and poured tea into the cup, but after hearing this, he slowly raised his head, put down the teapot in his hand, raised his sword eyebrows lightly, and asked:
"Who are you, Li Encheng?"
"It's my father..."
Li Quantao's voice trembled slightly, and Cheng Manu's head nodded and said kindly:
"It's all my own people... You're welcome."
Li Quantao's chest straightened slightly, and his face was a lot rosy, Cheng Manu's eyes looked at him twice, and said softly:
"Guan Xue Zhenren was good friends with my Jianmen back then, and he had a lot of support, although the nobles voted for Qingchi, in the end, Quan Tao didn't have to be polite."
Several people didn't understand this at all before, but after Yu Yuwei's earlier suggestion, they quickly reacted:
"The real person from Hongxuemen!"
Li Quantao was stunned, pressing the cup tightly with one hand, Cheng Manu, glanced at him, and said softly:
"It doesn't have to be... No matter who it is... Even the Donghua Sword Immortal is not perfect, and not all the evil people who besieged him back then were evil.
His words were so enlightening that Li Quantao's eyes were slightly red, and the depression in his heart dissipated, he slowly took a sip of tea and asked:
"Senior, can you tell me... My real person is... How did it happen?"
Cheng Man nodded slightly, put one hand on the table, and said:
"When Donghua fell, Chang Zhen Miaofa was scattered, and all the things that originally existed in Taixu with mana fell down, and the sky was really crystal clear and brilliant."
"There was a big fight on the lake, there was chaos, Guan Xue Zhenren got the fairy sword, secretly held it in his arms, did not dare to go back to his sect, went all the way west, and did not dare to escape into Taixu, and ran all the way to Wu Guo."
Cheng Manuscript showed emotion and said softly:
"It is said that the sword is called 'Xue Li', it is really a fairy sword."
"When I arrived at the Xunyang Pool in Wu Kingdom, Guan Xue Zhenren had an attack and had to stop and find a place to retreat, but the fairy sword jumped out of his arms and circled around his neck, telling him to separate his body and head."
"Guan Xue Zhenren was caught off guard, entangled in sword energy, did not dare to move a step, stood alone on the pool, and soon died, while the fairy sword escaped into Taixu and was never seen again."
Since he said it was an immortal sword, Li Quantao naturally did not ask why the Purple Mansion monk died after his head was cut off, but thanked him:
"Thank you senior for informing me."
Cheng Manuo only nodded and replied:
"I am going to Ganzi County in Daxiyuan this time to meet guests, I can't talk to you more, when you have time, you can come to my Jianmen to sit down."
Li Quantao nodded naturally, several people drank tea for a while, Jian Xiu pointed to the soles of his feet, and said softly:
"Lake Mochizuki has arrived."
Cheng Manu, seeing this, nodded, sent the three of them out, and said softly:
"I will practice in Ganzi County in Daxiyuan for the next few years, if a few people come to the West, they can come and sit here with me."
After he finished speaking, he got up again in the sword boat, returned to the boat and sat down, filled his tea, and pondered silently.
"What a coincidence... Li Quantao actually walked with the Qingdu Li family...'
The sword cultivator took a sip of tea and thought:
"That's right... Qingdu Li is Wei Li, Hongxue Li is also Wei Li, and it is normal to help each other."
……
It is called Shuiling.
The demonic clouds rolled in the sky, the thunder muffled, and it was pitch black all around, only to see a little brilliance echoing in the air.
The rustling rain kept falling, Li Xuanfeng stopped riding the wind from the black water, the magic smoke on the water rolled, Murong En's death had dissipated, but the black smoke gradually thickened, revealing a scene that covered the sky and the sun.
This place is already the edge of the water mausoleum, it looks naturally better, the water color has turned gray, Li Xuanfeng looked at it from a distance, the middle-aged man beside him looked ordinary, with two gourds tied around his waist, and his rattan armor was shining.
This person is Qingchi's high-level cultivator [Rao Zi Scorpion] Lin Gu Rao, who has been guarding the South China Sea all year round, and the man's voice was hoarse and he said deeply:
"Daoist Xuanfeng, can you still move forward?"
Lin Gu Rao actually became famous earlier, and if you really want to talk about generation, it is more suitable for Li Tongya's generation, but he has been in the South China Sea all year round, and he has no communication, so he doesn't need to worry about so much in this pass, so he has always been called a Taoist friend.
Lin Gu Rao didn't know what medicine Yuan Xiu gave Li Xuanfeng, but it had only been three months, and he was afraid that he would still be injured, so he asked specifically, and when he saw the man, he nodded and said:
"Don't worry, fellow Taoist."
Li Xuanfeng saw the real people killing Murong En that day, and the ruins fell between the voids, heavy rain poured down, lightning and thunder, but he didn't have a chance to stay longer, and was soon taken back to Bianyan Mountain by Yuan Xiu Zhenren.
Yuan Xiu still had an old face, took out a strange wooden bottle from his arms, and ordered:
"You are not seriously injured this time, but after all, you have suffered two injuries to your divine body, and there is a drop of [Chui Jin Bao Lu] in this bottle, you can take it, and you will be able to break through within three months, and you will be sent to do things then."
Li Xuanfeng naturally accepted this medicine and took it in the cave house, worthy of being used in the Purple Mansion, within three months, the injury was indeed cured, and after careful questioning, it was indeed a heavy loss.
"Zhuang Cheng sent by the Golden Feather Sect was seriously injured, Lin Shouye lost his life, Lin Gu Lanying's hook snake died, and he himself was missing, and few of the rest had news..."
Not only did people from all sides suffer losses, but the defense line of Qingchi also shrank a lot, originally with Yanshan Mountain as the center, Yanshan Pass on one side, and Baixiang Valley and Xianhu Lake on the other, occupying most of Xu Kingdom.
Now that both ends have suffered heavy losses, the Baiguang Valley in the east is better, retreating to the edge of Yushan, and the Yanshan Pass in the west directly retreating to the riverbank, leaving only one side Yanshan is still in the middle of Xu State, and several defense lines are connected together, which is only a quarter of Xu State.
What's worse is that the manpower in the north has added another Jing Bo Gao family, and the Purple Mansion in the void must be under a lot of pressure, but fortunately, the Gao family is on the side of the Golden Feather Sect, and Qing Chi does not have to face this demon race.
Li Xuanfeng's investigation this time called Shuiling, firstly, it was an order from the sect, and secondly, he also wanted to find traces of his own family.
The two of them shuttled through the magic smoke for a while, and the few qi practitioners flying in the magic land naturally couldn't find their traces, the two circled around the edge twice, and Lin Gu Rao's voice was slightly lower, and his mana reached Li Xuanfeng's ears:
"Daoist Xuanfeng, I have a doubt, I don't know if I should talk about it..."
Li Xuanfeng glanced at him lightly, his spiritual consciousness continued to search back and forth on the ground, and replied with mana:
"Fellow Taoist, let's talk about it."
Lin Gu Rao's voice was slightly hoarse, and he said in a low voice:
"I heard that the Taoist friend was rewarded before, and it was an unheard of elixir, known as the [Gengjin Three Qi Pill], I don't know what kind of magic it is?"
Li Xuanfeng guessed that he was going to ask about this, but he couldn't answer him, so he could only apologize:
"This medicine is given by a real person, without the permission of a real person, but I can't say it casually."
Lin Gu Rao's eyes were slightly smaller, but he revealed a calm and calculating taste, looked at him deeply, and said in a deep voice:
"Shangzong wants to send me to recover Baixiang Valley and Xianhu, so that the Northern Demon Cultivators and the Jiangnan and East Sea Demon Cultivators will collude with each other and exchange and grow... Let's attack together..."
Li Xuanfeng said calmly:
"The Taoist is strong enough to live up to expectations... It's a pity that I am not strong enough, and I was injured instead of attacking Shuiling, and the sect still wants me to rest more, so I can't go with my fellow Taoists."
Lin Gu Rao's attention was always on him, as if he was more sure of some speculations because of his words, and replied with a low eyebrow:
"Xuan Feng is humble, the Taoist friend is no longer an ordinary foundation, naturally I can't compare."
"When the sect rewards it, the Taoist friends can also make great progress."
Li Xuanfeng replied, Lin Gu Rao suddenly let out a deep breath, the speculation that had troubled him for a long time was finally confirmed, the expression on his face did not move, and he continued to preach with mana:
"Thank you, Taoist friend."
Li Xuanfeng has already guessed a lot of things to this day, but it still needs to be confirmed, and the reward that Lin Gu Rao received next can also confirm the conjecture in his heart, and he only said politely:
"At that time, the Taoist will have to compete with me more."
"That's natural."
The two flew for a while, passing mana to each other and talking, and soon saw the demonic clouds rolling, and the black water in front of them gradually turned blue, and the demonic energy in the air became thinner and thinner.
Lin Gu Rao took out a thin piece of gauze and threw it lightly into the air, which immediately enveloped the figures of the two of them, and the brilliance was hidden, and even ordinary foundation building could not be discovered.
The two flew along the blue water for a while, and finally the power of the foundation building monk emerged, and they could even feel the familiar aura, which was the Taoist tradition of the Southern Purple Mansion Golden Pill.
The demonic path in the north also has a lot of ways to practice the Purple Mansion Golden Pill, so that it accounts for a large proportion of the demon cultivators, but the practice is more extreme, often taking blood and qi, and the practice is faster and more convenient.
Even in the eyes of the northern monks, the Purple Mansion Golden Pill Dao was originally a branch of the Demonic Dao, and was often referred to as the [Purple Gold Demon Dao], as for the [Different Mansion Tongfu] known as the Demonic Dao in Jiangnan, it was called the [Heavenly Fetal Demon Dao] in the north, in the final analysis, it was just a matter of position.
Therefore, when the monks from the north and south were fighting, there was often a situation where they called each other demon heads, unless it was an ancient immortal path that practiced to convince and cultivate their spirits, wherever they went, someone would denounce them as demon heads.