Divide Kuai Island.
Many of the long pillars set up by Ning and Jing have already been melted and replanted with many trees, and several peaks have been replaced with pine forests, with small pavilions and wings.
A young man in black was standing in the pavilion with a sword, the sword body was golden, and the six rays of mangjin were circling beside him, with a long streamer, he raised his eyebrows and exhaled in the face of the brilliant rising sunset.
"Foundation building monks, what is the difference?"
This person was Li Zhouluo, who came to divide Kuai Island, and had already left the customs, broke through the foundation, and achieved the 'Golden Beast Feather'.
Now that he has left Wangyue Lake, he is in high spirits, showing a vigorous look, waiting in the pavilion, and a woman in green clothes comes pacing on the path, holding a swaddling baby in her arms.
"Yun Qing!"
Li Zhouluo turned around and nodded at her.
The woman smiled quietly, went to the table, handed him the child in her hand, took out the jade pot and poured tea for him.
Li Zhouluo took it from her hand, thanked him, turned to look at the child, and the woman in green clothes sat quietly at the table and followed his gaze.
This woman in green clothes is Pang Yunqing, and it is also Li Xizhi who has looked for him several times, and finally the person who looks at the right eye, is from the Pang family of Zhuxi Island, a family under the rule of Chun Yi, and is currently practicing in Qingchi.
He soon left the customs, resigned and came to the island, took the elixir and then retreated, and at this time Li Zhouluo's major events - whether it was foundation building or marriage, had already been arranged.
Li Xizhi found a lot of people for Li Zhouluo, whether it was the North Sea or the South China Sea, there were many families looking forward to coming up, and there was no shortage of beauties.
There is not much to commend here, the Zhuxi Pang family has been under the rule of Chun Yi for generations, the inheritance is stable, Pang Yunqing is a newly accepted disciple of Qingchi after being controlled by the Ning family, the master is the Ning family's confidant Lin Wuning, came quietly, Li Zhouluo saw that she had a good temperament, and the two families were suitable, so he decided to get married, and later transferred to Kuai Island, and it was rare to have an heir, Ji Mai's current eldest grandson, Li Jiangchun.
Although Li Zhouluo had a child with her, there was still not much talk between the two, Pang Yunqing didn't talk much, except for taking care of the child, he was practicing against time, and he didn't have time to talk.
Although she was quiet, she also had her own path of cultivation, and she didn't have much other thoughts, and after hearing a word or two of love words, she hesitated awkwardly, and in the end the two of them were like Taoist friends, but they just talked about practice.
Now that Li Zhouluo has been out of practice and practiced spells, he will take care of Li Jiangchun, the two of them have always been like this, not once or twice, Pang Yun waited lightly for a moment, apologized, his beautiful eyebrows lowered, and he took his leave, obviously hurry up and went to retreat.
"I'm afraid... Nine out of ten Taoist couples in the world look like this.'
Li Zhouluo was already used to it, picked up Li Jiangchun in his arms, walked around the yard, and saw a middle-aged man in black coming up from the side, and quickly looked up and said:
"Uncle Wushao... This is..."
The years did not leave too many traces on Li Wushao's body, he still looked the same as before, saluted, and said in a deep voice:
"The Pavilion Master is invited!"
Li Zhouluo hurriedly got up, looked left and right, but there was no one there, so he had to hand the child over to Li Wushao and replied:
"I'll go over now!"
This made Li Wushao jump three feet high in fright, took the child in a panic, and stood there at a loss, the child cried again, he suddenly felt that he was two years old, but Li Zhouluo had already left in a hurry.
Li Zhouluo went all the way to the peak, a man wearing a feathered robe and a graceful demeanor was sitting in it, Li Zhouluo hurriedly saluted and said respectfully:
"I've seen my grandfather."
Li Xizhi raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said softly:
"Come on."
He asked Li Zhouluo to sit down, and then spoke:
"Last March, you must have heard the news of the South China Sea, several Purple Mansions besieged [Baoqing] Maha, if it weren't for Shitu's response, the temple master of [Da Guanhai Temple] would have been watching from the sidelines, and he would not even have a chance to be reincarnated."
"This battle broke one Maha, five pity, only three survived in pity, although [Baoqing] escaped, but he was already extremely injured and could not come out to toss, so the families divided the South China Sea."
"Now that the real person of Qiuhu has taken action to coordinate, carefully discussed with the real person Zhu Sheng of Shahuang to exchange the island of Beidan back, although it is gone, it is also a key garrison place."
Li Xizhi said softly:
"Qiu Hu Zhenren sent people to guard it, Tantai recently wrote a letter recommending Uncle Yuanqin on the one hand, and on the other hand, he also pushed away the position of sect master on the grounds of breaking through the Purple Mansion through seclusion.
"Qiu Hu Zhenren asked him who would fill the gap, and Tantai Jin pushed me hard."
Li Zhouluo raised his head when he heard this, and said repeatedly:
"My grandfather's strength and reputation are the first, and no one in the sect is convinced, there is such a voice, Tantai is close..."
Li Xizhi waved his hand:
"Tantai Jin said it nicely, but I can't be this sect master, I returned to Qiu Hu Zhenren and pointed out Si Tongyi to him, the real person is understanding and will not force me, but once Si Tongyi becomes the Qingchi Sect Master, Qin Xian, Lin Wuning and these people will definitely be in high positions."
"Yun Qing is a disciple of Lin Wuning, I asked him to transfer someone to Mushroom Forest Plain, not far from Wangyue Lake, where you and your husband practice, you and your husband can take care of everything at home."
Li Zhouluo hurriedly bowed and asked:
"Father and grandfather..."
Li Xizhi shook his head and said:
"Estimating the time, your father will leave the customs soon, with the things left by the Yang family and me, he can practice safely, and sending you out now is also a change in the situation... I don't want to stay on Fenkuai Island."
"Huh?"
Li Zhouluo was stunned for a moment and asked:
"Grandfather, this is..."
Li Xizhi sighed slightly.
His cultivation has been stopped in the late stage of foundation building for a long time, and it has reached the extreme, and his technical attainments over the years have continued to rise, reaching a certain height, and slowly slowing down, if there is no higher blessing, I am afraid he will not be able to improve further.
And he was unwilling to sit on the position of the Qingchi Sect Master, at the moment the benefits brought by dividing Kuai Island were getting less and less, and he had even been doing day work for Qingchi, Li Xizhi was extremely quiet, looking at his cultivation that had not changed for many years, and finally decided to leave this place.
Li Ximing has also written to him over the years, although the Sun Dao Tong has clearly said that the Xiaguang Dao Tong Road is rare, even among the ancient Taoist traditions, there are few inheritances, but which monk does not have the vision of the Purple Mansion? Not to mention a monk like Li Xizhi who was only one step away from the Purple Mansion?
The news of the retreat attacking the Purple Mansion came one after another, and Li Xizhi naturally couldn't sit in the mountains.
"The world is glowing and the Taoist is unified, one out of the sunset, the second out of the mountain, I want to find a way to break through the Purple Mansion, I am afraid that the only way to go is to go to the mountain of the dragon, whether it is the ancestor of Guxia back then, or the Taoist of "The Secret of Morning Sunset Picking Dew", in the end there is no exercise, they are all forcibly broken through in the area of Xuanshan... There must be a clue there."
"I have already sat in the third round of the position of Fenkuai, if it were for individual monks, it would have been full of fishing, a year ago, I would have asked to guard the duties of Fenkuai and asked to visit him home, and Qiuhu Zhenren also agreed."
He took a sip of tea and said:
"I went to my home to send a letter, the real person has already gone to retreat and practice, so I will take the ray out of the clouds, go back to the lake to take a look, ask the real person, and then leave the sea and go to the four seas to find the Xiaguang Taoism."
Li Xizhi was actually worried in his heart, so he had to ask Li Ximing what that fragment meant, this thing could neither be told to the outside world nor written in a letter.
When Li Zhouluo heard this, he could only bow:
"I just hope that my lord is safe."
Li Xizhi waved his hand, stood up with his hands on his back, looked very chic, and replied:
"Just arrange the affairs of you and Chenghuai, and then end my knot, my father sent me into the sect, all I wanted was to protect the clan, and when the real person achieved the Purple Mansion, I had the intention of leaving, but the family was in turmoil, and one or two knots were not over, so I stayed on the island to watch and help each other..."
"Now that the clan is gradually settled, it is time to go back and take a look."
……
Junichi Island.
Waves splash, reefs stand.
Pure Island is an archipelago, in the early years there was only one sea fairy mountain, after the Pure One people of the past generations moved mountains and reclaimed the sea, surrounded the sea and built land, it slowly expanded, and now the area is 70% of Chijiao Island.
From a distance, the fairy mountain and the fairy island were regular, the pool water on the island was like a crescent moon, shining, and the monks refined the moon and soared through the clouds and mist, which was extremely pleasing to the eye.
The relationship between the three families has become worse and worse in recent years, and they were even more brutal when they were at Qingsong Temple.
Pure and peaceful, but a cyan streamer came from the north, quickly speeding past the island, stopping in front of the fairy mountain, and turning into a man.
The man was dressed in blue, with a young face, fluttering sleeves, light blue eyes, and standing with his hands on his back, but the monks patrolling left and right turned a blind eye, only the formation on the Immortal Mountain rippled slightly, and a person flew out of the air.
This man was dressed in white, with a wavy crescent pattern on his robe, a light silver jade belt around his waist, an outstanding appearance, a tall nose, but his eyes were full of caution, and he stopped from a distance and looked at him cautiously.
"In Xia Chehong, I have seen a great real person... But Buzi is in person?"
The man in green clothes in front of him was really late, his face was leisurely, and he replied:
"Chehong... In just a few decades, you have added two real people, I don't know if Yuan Shang seniors are available?"
"A friend of the Sun Taoist came to visit, but he couldn't even enter the door."
As soon as he heard this, Che Hong Zhenren recognized him, his expression was much more distant, but considering that his supernatural power cultivation was too strong, he did not turn his face, but said lightly:
"Don't joke with the real person."
This pure Chehong Zhenren was merciless, just one sentence: The Qingchi Demon Sect is also worthy of the Sun Taoist system? Chi Buzi didn't care, and said casually:
"Chunyi is now four real people, his strength is directly catching up with Hengzhu, and even Yuan Shang real people are suppressing him, are you still afraid that I will be alone?"
Che Hong Zhenren looked cold and replied:
"The real person doesn't have to joke with me, if it's okay, I won't send you far."
Chi Buzi laughed, raised his hand, palm up, and suddenly a gray-black color emerged, hovering in the palm of his hand, converging into a palm-sized ball.
"Look, what is this?"
This silky gray water ball is naturally an extremely solid magical power, Chehong Zhenren has this inheritance in his own family, and he doesn't need to recognize it at all, it is the magical power 'Ugly Guizang'!
Che Hong Zhenren frowned, he had known that Chi Buzi had broken through the late stage of the Purple Mansion, this great real person had traveled thousands of miles to his own mountain gate, naturally it was impossible to just show off his magical powers, and he didn't speak for a while.
But he observed carefully for a moment, and his secret feeling was not good, which made his heart skip a beat, and a sense of familiarity suddenly rose:
"This is my own magical power!"
Chi Buzi said casually:
"I cultivate my own nature, but I can cultivate your family's magical powers, senior Yuan Shang doesn't have to take a look."
As soon as these words came out, Che Hong Zhenren did not speak, but stared at Chi Buzi tightly, and the blue-eyed man said:
"There are some things that can't be said, you have to join the battle, right?"
Che Hong finally wavered and hesitated for a while.
The formation on Chunyi Island is no joke, Chi Buzi is making trouble, and he can't stretch his hands and feet in the formation, not to mention that the four real people are by his side, and his actions to enter the formation late are considered sincere.
"Chehong, let him in."
The voice of the supernatural power rang in his ears, even if Che Hong Zhenren was reluctant, he could only turn sideways and invite him in.
The platform at the top of the mountain built a circular jade pool, crystal clear, and the pool water inside showed a snow-white mixture of moonlight, looking like pool water, and like piles of falling snow, the tables and chairs on the shore were buried in the snow, and a middle-aged man in white was standing by the pool.
Chi Buzi finally had some serious looks, and bowed his hands and said:
"It turns out to be a Daoist friend of Fuxuan, but he didn't see Senior Yuan Shang?"
"Master doesn't like to move around much in recent years, and he doesn't leave the customs anymore."
The middle-aged man didn't seem to have as strong a prejudice as a pure monk, nodded slightly, asked him to sit down next to the round pool, and said softly:
"As expected of the Chi family's treasure tree, if you didn't follow Chi Wei's wishes, today's Qingchi and today's Sun Daotong would not look like this."
Chi Buzi was noncommittal and said with a smile:
"Presumably the Taoist has also seen it, I got some chance, accidentally obtained the ancient technique, and has cultivated the 'Ugly Gui Zang', I suspect that this is the nobleman's "Ugly Gui Water Method"... This time, I am here to verify."
He raised his eyebrows and smiled, and replied:
"The "Chou Gui Water Seeking Method" was given by the Xi family from the Sun Taoist system, I am afraid that this family is the only one, this Taoist system has fallen into the hands of the younger generation, where did this opportunity come from, which Taoist system is it, I don't need to say more!"
After all, the magical power in the palm of people's palms cannot be faked, but it is not easy to say whether it is self-cultivation or self-cultivation, and at the moment he only raised his eyebrows and said:
"Taoist friends say that self-cultivation is not as good as taking a look under [Tai Chun Lingjian], and it is also good to see the magical powers."