Li Xuanfeng frowned slightly when he saw him, looking at Si Yuanli flying extremely fast, without the slightest vigilance, thinking in his heart:
"This person has something to rely on, and he is so confident that he still has real people to protect him all year round, so he is naïve and careless, and he is not vigilant."
The people of the Si family are low-key and restrained in the sect, Li Xuanfeng has not seen much, and he has never had contact with Si Yuanli before, and he has never heard of his name, I am afraid that he is a reckless person who will harm himself in the end.
He followed closely behind, holding the golden bow in his hand, his eyes scanning, his pupils working, sweeping over the scenery on a lake, the two of them only flew for a dozen breaths, and soon saw the Qinggong on the water, and a golden light stopped above hazily.
"Shi Xiu!"
Shi Xiu's golden light was not difficult to recognize, Si Yuanli saw it clearly at a glance, his face rose with disgust, he looked at Li Xuanfeng, and said in a low voice:
"Brother Xuanfeng, don't let him get ahead of him!"
Li Xuanfeng was naturally not afraid of offending Shi Xiu, the golden strings buzzed, and a golden arrow jumped out of his waist, simply condensing the qi, the strings were buzzing, and he just let go, and the golden light in the distance flew out like a rain of flowers.
"Your mother... Where is the evil spirit? How dare you harm the old man with evil laws!"
The golden light shouted coldly, jumped up from the air, Li Xuanfeng and the two arrived in an instant, he cast his eyes, coldly bumped into the old monk in the golden light, raised the golden bow in his hand, and pointed at this person.
"Old man... I..."
The monk's eyes were gloomy, and scorching anger shot out of his eyes, just as he was hitting his cold gaze, his tone softened, and his fierce gaze turned into horror in the blink of an eye, and he said in horror:
"Li Xuanfeng!"
"I... The little monk... I don't want to hold grudges with my Taoist friends, this fate belongs to my Taoist friends!"
He escaped into the golden light and fled in a hurry, leaving behind a series of flower rains, obviously his injuries were too late to hide.
The brilliance on Li Xuanfeng's strings slowly dissipated, I don't know how much more fighting there is, and I don't want to waste my mana on this Liao, Si Yuanli glanced sideways, paused for a long time, and then said:
"Daoist... Brother Xuanfeng... Please..."
The two went down together, stopped in front of the hall, Si Yuanli only waved his sleeves and pushed open the palace door, a large table was placed in the middle of the hall, with several jade chairs, luxurious and generous, surrounding an incense burner, antique and clean.
"Xuan..."
Si Yuanli just spoke, and when he saw Li Xuanfeng, he said softly:
"Fellow Taoist, hurry up, collect the things, and hurry to the center."
"Okay."
Si Yuanli paused, and walked quickly along the corridor on the water, Li Xuanfeng watched as his spiritual consciousness quickly swept through the entire hall, and the magic weapons flew into the storage bag one by one, flowing out of the air with a colorful light.
Li Xuanfeng immediately had some understanding of this person's temperament, raised his hand, and looked at the screen in the center of the hall, and saw a man in armor, each holding a strange beast in one hand, turning his head to look at it, quite heroic.
The screen is indeed an ordinary screen, there is nothing strange, but the person painted on it is very powerful, and a line of small characters is inscribed on the side, and the handwriting is tactful:
"[Emperor Liang established the country], gifted to Brother Jiang."
Finally, he also mentioned the payment:
"Chen Xuanli."
Li Xuanfeng looked at it with interest, picked it up casually, Si Yuanli happened to finish collecting the treasures in the palace, hurriedly walked to him, looked at the things in his hand, and asked:
"Fellow Taoist, this is..."
"It's interesting to see this."
Li Xuanfeng turned his hand to accept it, the two of them didn't stop, they flew up together, and rushed to the center at high speed, the lake scenery under their feet quickly passed, and after about a dozen breaths, another palace appeared in front of them.
This palace was smaller than the previous one, but Si Yuanli was full of interest and took the lead in riding the wind down, Li Xuanfeng had to follow him down, and his spiritual consciousness hurriedly swept into the hall, and sure enough, it was empty.
Si Yuanli had a look of regret on his face, Li Xuanfeng looked at him and said softly:
"Daoist friends don't have to be like this, these palaces look like this, most of them must have stopped before, it is really not appropriate to delay any longer, they should immediately go to the cliff in the center, if they delay any longer, I am afraid they will not be able to tell anything."
Si Yuanli rode up with him, showing a little embarrassment, as if he had some concerns, and nodded after a few breaths and sighed:
"What the Taoist said is! Let's move forward quickly!"
Although Li Xuanfeng kept looking forward, he secretly paid attention to his expression, thoughtfully, the two of them instantly pulled out two long tail flames in the air, flying straight towards the cliff.
After about half a stick of incense, the cliff appeared in front of him, Li Xuanfeng had vaguely seen someone falling, and nodded secretly in his heart:
"Although [Daning Palace] is vast, it cannot be compared with the grotto-heaven, all the monks are not ordinary, everywhere they go are like locusts crossing the border, and it takes less than a stick of incense to enter the grotto-heaven, leaving only a few palaces on this mountain to search."
Everyone will definitely have a fight on the mountain, this is the highlight of this grotto-heaven, and it is no longer like the original exploration of the grotto-heaven, and there is no one in sight for several days.
And from his point of view, he understood that maybe it was a change in heaven and earth, a move by the Purple Mansion, or something else, none of the formations of [Daning Palace] were effective, they all became decorations, and the cultivators came and went freely, just like wandering in their own back garden.
This cliff is the center of the [Daning Palace], and it is also the most critical point of the entire fairy palace, but when he looked up, there was still very little brilliance on the entire cliff, and he could count it on one hand, and it was still bleak, and it could be finished with a few arrows.
"It's so comfortable... It can't be compared with the [Mirage Heaven] of Qingsong Temple at all... The direct line of the various families has means, and everything has been paved by the Purple Mansion, and the real thing lies in the struggle between each other..."
He only took out his bow and fell down with Si Yuanli, his spiritual consciousness swept across the air, the mountains were full of blue halls, and he found a palace nearby.
Li Xuanfeng then fell into the hall, and suddenly his face was deserted, and a rich inspiration came to his face, and the array in the middle of the hall was pure and pure spraying spiritual energy, so rich that it turned into [Xiaoqing spiritual energy], scrambling to rush out of the hall, flowing out of a white patch.
There were four large cauldrons around the array in the hall, all spraying white gas outward, with a dazzling array of treasures and luxurious thrones, and a huge but finely carved fairy seat above the hall, and six cyan square cauldrons on both sides, stacked with various spiritual objects.
Two square cauldrons had already been knocked over in front of the steps, lying horizontally and vertically, and a dazzling array of dazzling colorful lights shone over, making people unable to open their eyes.
There were already several monks standing in the hall, confronting each other, but Li Xuanfeng's eyes were not on them, but quickly passed over these monks and fell all the way to the back screen behind the immortal seat.
The back screen is filled with a faint blue light, the whole body is made of dull dark green, and the edges are painted with intricate runes, a total of eight sides of the screen, blocking spiritual consciousness and not being able to see the back.
This back screen seemed to have a unique charm, which caught his gaze at once, and it was difficult to move away, the eight sides were connected to each other, and the overall appearance of a hall was presented, which made people dizzy when they looked up.
"This is..."
This strong sense of familiarity made a throbbing in his heart, obviously he had never seen it before, but there was a sense of familiarity in this quaint shape, his eyes kept following the painting screen to the last picture, showing the scenery outside the palace.
Until this moment, Li Xuanfeng's mind was shocked, and he finally remembered where this familiarity came from, he had clearly seen the scenery outside the hall, painted in black and green [Chongyuan Gale], as if it was still swaying slightly in the wind......
"Chongming Hall! On this screen are the six sons of Chongming!"
He quickly retracted his gaze and swept back into the hall as if nothing had happened, and several monks in the hall looked at him one after another, either with demonic energy, or with true fire spreading, or with rippling light, their eyes falling on him.
Li Xuanfeng's gray eyes narrowed slightly, and he swept over mercilessly, completely ignoring the warning in the eyes of several people, he stepped forward dignifiedly, stepped into the hall with one foot, holding a bow in one hand and carrying it behind him with the other.
Si Yuanli followed closely behind him, his expression was a little nervous, the long sword in his hand was full of brilliance, almost standing against his armor, his eyes straight at the four cauldrons in the center.
"It turns out to be a Xuanfeng Daoist..."
The atmosphere in the hall was deadlocked for a while, and finally someone spoke, this person was wearing a dark red robe and holding a horse spear in his hand, it was Gao Fangjing of the True Fire Dao Tong.
Many demon cultivators and Buddhist cultivators were already puzzled when they saw him dressed up, because his words became fearful, and the eyes that had been cast at him also looked away one by one, looking at each other as if nothing had happened.
Li Xuanfeng beat Murong Wu to the point of annihilation in a quarter of an hour, shattering the Yuqian Dharma body, and tearing the monster with his hands, raining blood all over the sky, which already shocked the northern demon cultivator.
Several demon cultivators had never seen him in person, but they had also heard his name, and they knew that he was not easy to mess with, and they didn't want to fight him.
Gao Fangjing looked around, the real fire on his body was burning, and finally spoke:
"You don't have to drag it out like this, there will only be more and more monks coming, if you drag it to the back, how many things can you grab even if you are strong? How much injury do you have to pay?"
When his voice fell, the spear in his hand was raised high, and he said with a smile:
"Now that Xuanfeng Daoists are coming, it happens that there are eight people here, so it is better to duel two by two and take a tripod each!"
Hearing this, he was silent, Li Xuanfeng only stretched out his hand to protect him, and said softly:
"Taoist friends can protect themselves."
Before he finished speaking, the palace exploded with brilliance, Li Xuanfeng took a step forward, grabbed the nearest cauldron with one hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and found that no one was willing to compete with him.
Instead, the two nearby demon cultivators looked at each other, and suddenly burst out, one end released billowing purple qi, and the other end of the demonic smoke rose, surrounding Gao Fangjing, who was full of true fire, and made a violent roar.
"There are still acquaintances..."
Li Xuanfeng could see clearly that one hand had already lifted the cauldron over, which showed a heavy blue color, warm to the hand, full of bird and beast patterns, dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, very gorgeous.
And one of the two demon cultivators who besieged Gao Fangjing was cultivating 'Purple Qi', it was Murong Gong, who had fought with him a few days ago, hiding in the purple clouds, freeing up a piece of magic light.
"Hahahaha..."
Gao Fangjing laughed angrily, the spear in his hand was scorching like a hot spiritual flame, emitting a dazzling golden red brilliance, and a low shout came out of his mouth:
"Murong Lao Gou has always been despicable and shameless! I know you have this one!"
The seven leaders in the foundation building fought in the hall, and a huge roar erupted, golden light and white light, immortal energy and demonic energy, intertwined and gushing out, but this hall was as stable as a mountain, motionless.
"Boom!"
With the action of several people, a huge roar came from the distance almost at the same time, and the entire Daning Palace had a chain reaction, which was as calm as water a moment ago, and all the places in the silent confrontation burst out at the same time, and the idea was reversed and distorted, and there was chaos.
Li Xuanfeng lifted the cauldron, not only was it tightly covered and unshakable, but even his spiritual consciousness could not be detected, and he silently let go of the brilliance of the mysterious mystery, and there seemed to be another world inside, which could not be stored in the storage bag.
He had no interest in this cauldron, after all, no matter how good there was, nine out of ten would not fall into his own hands, but Si Yuanli's eyes were almost glued to this cauldron, Li Xuanfeng lightly handed the cauldron to him and said in a low voice:
"Follow me!"
Si Yuanli nodded hurriedly, the satisfaction on his face was about to fly out of his face, where was the meaning of refusal? muttered:
"Daoist friend Gao Yi! I will definitely say a few kind words to the Taoist friends in front of the ancestor, and there will be a generous reward when I get out of the grotto......"
Li Xuanfeng didn't respond, but his spiritual consciousness silently locked the picture screen behind the immortal seat and did not pay attention to him.
This treasure may have been stimulated by many magic lights and magic lights, and the dark green picture screen was even more vivid at the moment, some close to the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of copper green, standing steadily behind the hall, not swaying because of the residual power of the stirred mana.
Li Xuanfeng no longer hesitated, his eyes never stopped at all on the mountain of treasures piled up on the ground, and his figure quickly flew towards the fairy seat, grabbing the picture screen.
"Huh?"
Li Xuanfeng squinted his eyes slightly, and a white-gold line suddenly lit up on his chin, flowing down his chest, turning into a simple and beautiful [Heavenly Golden Helmet], and his two eyes also flashed with light darkly, looking at him intently.
"Benefactor..."
A person suddenly appeared in front of him, quietly standing in front of him, this strong man had slender eyebrows, the top of his head was shiny and clean, his body was draped in a golden cassock, his eyes looked over, and he said softly:
"The monk has long heard the name of the benefactor and yearns for it, but fate is to make people happen, and I can't see him again and again... Now I'm finally waiting for the benefactor..."
Li Xuanfeng raised his eyebrows coldly, he had already grabbed the golden bow with one hand, and he didn't say a word to him, the golden light flowed, and the five golden arrows jumped on the golden strings at the same time, and the piercing buzzing sound resounded throughout the hall, making all the monks on the field quiet.
"Clang!"