The moon is full of gold, in the main hall in the continent, the two Taoists are standing uneasy, no one looks at the row of jade boxes on the table, and the girl in the red dress is sitting on the side to drink tea, her eyebrows and eyes are curved.
"Ming Gong girl..."
The Taoist on the side had black stripes on his face, wearing a tiger-striped Taoist robe, his physique was two circles larger than ordinary people, and he stood respectfully with his face full of respect.
"Girl... Can a real person have news..."
The man in this tiger-striped Taoist robe is the cave master of the Miyun Cave in the Three Sects of Mipan, the immortal foundation achieved in the South China Sea, put it a day ago, the shore where Li Ming Palace was stationed was often invaded by the Miyun Cave, and he couldn't even see the crested tiger, but now it has been turned upside down.
Seeing him breathing in a low voice, Li Minggong didn't take it and said softly:
"Please wait for the monks in my clan to report."
The other Taoist priest's cultivation was still weak, but he was in the middle stage of foundation building, his face was ordinary, his body was like an ordinary person, he locked his breath tightly and did not dare to release, it was the cave master of Fanyun Cave, Ping Wangzi, the only immortal cultivator among the three cave masters, probably because Fanyun Cave was weaker, but he was the quietest one among the three sects on weekdays.
Although he was an immortal cultivator, he could see Ping Wangzi's closed aura appearance, obviously he didn't use blood and qi on weekdays, and he didn't even dare to say anything now.
The two looked at each other, only took out the jade box and stuffed it into Li Minggong's hand, the tattooed tiger was five big and three thick, but he spoke very roundly, and said with a shy smile:
"Ming Gong girl, I just hope that Siwei Daoist can say something good, but who knows that he is upright and looks down on my filial piety... Girl, look..."
Li Minggong had just fought with the people of Miyun Cave a few days ago, so he would not accept his things, so he only said politely:
"Take it back, I can't speak in front of the ancestor, you still have to think about danger."
The three sects of the secret pan were all sects on the same level as the Li family before, but they were powerless in front of the Purple Mansion after all, the Floating Cloud Cave had been destroyed, and the two cave masters were restless in the hall, and finally saw An Siwei come down from the clouds.
The two hurriedly greeted each other and said all the good things, An Siwei ignored it, so he had to look at Li Minggong, the girl in the red dress glanced at the table table, the two understood, and quickly mixed this thing into the seized spiritual object.
Before Li Ximing left the customs, An Siwei saw with his own eyes how arrogant the three sects of Mi Pan were, and although his anger was relieved, he was not very polite to the two of them, and said in a deep voice:
"Two lords, please."
The two of them bit the bullet and rode the wind with him, the sky was already a little dark, and the tattooed tiger lowered his eyebrows and shuttled through the corridor of the main hall, his heart was heavy:
"I just don't know what kind of magical power this real person has in practice, whether it is a fate supernatural power... If it is a supernatural power, it will be difficult to deal with it at the moment...'
Even if he didn't care about Li Ximing before, it was gone now, and the best way to face real people was not to think about it, and quickly suppressed his thoughts.
He walked for a while, entered the main hall, and saw a monk in a white and gold Taoist robe standing on it, facing him sideways, and he could vaguely notice that the sky light was dazzling in the center of his eyebrows, and there was nothing unusual about his side face.
"Xiao Xiu Wen Hu/Ping Wang, meet the real person, congratulations on the real person's supernatural powers!"
The two of them hurriedly lowered their heads and bowed together, only to feel that the top of their foreheads was hot, and it should be the real person who was looking at them.
Li Ximing glanced at the two of them slightly, the sky light in the center of his eyebrows had already seen through, the Tiger Daoist was the 'Hurricane Ghost Yin' of the 'Crane Kui' series, and Ping Wangzi's immortal base was peculiar, and he might also be of the same ancient lineage, and he had never seen it before.
"Wen Hu still has some strength, but the 'Hurricane Ghost Yin' has been defeated by me, and I can suppress him before I become a Purple Mansion.
No wonder the two of them have been hesitating for more than ten years, only thinking about cutting the flesh with a soft knife.
The two of them didn't dare to look at him, Li Ximing took a sip of tea and said softly:
"Let's talk about the origin!"
Although it was the collusion between the three secret sects and the Golden Gate, Li Ximing knew that there must be other Purple Mansion methods behind it, and the Golden Gate was just a little ghost on the surface.
Now that it was time to show the background to save his life, Wen Hu did not dare to neglect it, this man who looked like five big and three thick bowed his hands first and said respectfully:
"Wen Hu's real name is Shi Wenya, he is a monk from Xiaomuro Mountain, and later received the guidance of the Red Calf Daoist of [Bai Ye Du Immortal Dao], and went all the way to the South China Sea Treasure Land to practice, cultivating the immortal foundation, and gradually gained some fame.
He lowered his eyebrows and bowed, and said all the names clearly, the Bai Ye Duxian Dao in his mouth was one of the two sects of the Purple Mansion that established the Jiangbei sect ten years ago, Li Ximing put one hand on the table, nodded and said:
"It turned out to be Bai Ye Immortal Dao, my family has never had a grudge with your Taoist, this matter has come to this point, can the Red Calf Daoist leave a message?"
The patterned tiger responded repeatedly, and said respectfully:
"My lord said that he will personally apologize to the real person in three months."
Li Ximing was noncommittal, this Bai Ye Immortal Daoist obviously didn't have much sincerity, but the real person of the Purple Mansion behind him heard that he was originally a scattered cultivator in the East China Sea, and had cultivated three magical powers, so he naturally had capital.
He turned his head to look at Ping Wangzi, who quickly smiled and flattered:
"Zhenren Mingjian, the three sects have never been involved in the affairs of the immortal race, and at most the three sects are coerced with the intention of being in unison, so I, Fanyun Cave, have to come out..."
Li Ximing had heard An Siwei say that Fanyun Cave was indeed not very active, but 90% of the reason was that the strength was insufficient and the manpower was insufficient, so he only said softly:
"Ask where you came from."
Ping Wangzi was so frightened by this sentence that his nose was covered in cold sweat, he didn't dare to blink, and said in an astringent voice:
"My original name is Wang Jun, a monk from Fanyun Cave in Xiaomuro Mountain, who was supported by Lord Zhong Qian in his early years, and his achievements were built to build a foundation, and he followed him all the way into Jiangbei."
"Later, under the guidance of the adults, I returned to Xiaomuro Mountain, revitalized the Fanyun Cave lineage, and operated in Jiangbei with the covenant of the three sects..."
Li Ximing's face was slightly softer, and he said softly:
"It turns out to be [called Yunxian Sect], and the head of Zhong Qian has a lot of connections with my family."
He put down the teacup in his hand and replied:
"How about the Floating Cloud Cave?"
Ping Wangzi quickly echoed and said in a low voice:
"The southernmost part of the Fuyun Cave territory, which is also the hole that causes trouble on weekdays, is the gold gate behind it, so you can rest assured."
Li Ximing thought quietly.
At present, the three caves have become clear, saying that Yun Men was originally Chang Yun Zhenren with a group of demon cultivators to establish a sect, the weakest among the families, and had some connection with his own family.
The Golden Gate still has some foundation, colluding with the Floating Cloud Cave bordering the Li family, and causing trouble repeatedly, as for the [Bai Ye Du Immortal Dao] behind the Miyun Cave, it is obviously not a good thing, and even a greater threat!
Seeing that Li Ximing was silent, Wen Hu said diligently:
"Reporting to the real person, most of the cultivators in the Floating Cloud Cave have been captured by the real person! The cultivators wept bitterly, wishing they could die loyally for the real person... Please also ask the real person to check clearly!"