Li Ximing shook the [Miao Hui Xu] in his hand, Luo Zhenren laughed dryly twice, and replied:
"Right now... There are no Mingyang spiritual objects..."
In the Witch Kingdom, he is the only demon king, but when he comes outside, he is either Li Ximing and Ding Yangzi, who are famous in alchemy and refining tools, or they are immortal cultivators who are in the Sun Taoist system and hold several treasures, how can there be anything that can be looked down upon? Only smiled:
"I exchanged the exercises with Daoist Ning Wan, and there was nothing I could get in my hand... Fortunately... Fortunately, there are several Ming Yang techniques..."
Li Ximing didn't catch a cold, these were all he didn't lack, not to mention that the other party was a demon cultivator in Southern Border, what kind of good Taoist system could he come up with? I asked casually, and sure enough, they were all ordinary goods, at most they were at the level of [Guangming Tiantao].
He smiled and refused, Luo Zhenren didn't dare to come up with any magic cultivation method of his own, so he could only think about it for a while, gritted his teeth and took out the white bead that blindly shone with the light of 'Heshui', which was also the food of the Purple Mansion, and wanted to exchange it for him.
Li Ximing didn't want any spiritual resources, so he shook his head and replied:
"Daoist friend can't do this, fortunately, it's not very useful, it's not in a hurry right now, and my family wants to refine a piece of armor, so I will keep this thing in the hands of Daoist Dingyangzi, waiting for the Daoist to need it one day, or have useful spiritual resources in his hand, and then come to find Daoist Dingyangzi, no matter how bad it is, you can find me on the lake!"
After he said this, he went to see Ding Yangzi, saw the old man's face calm, and replied:
"That's fine... Today's world is unstable... It's even more inconvenient to go back and forth, so I take care of it."
Li Ximing only thought that his instability was a dispute between the north and the south, so he was polite, silently left the arrangement, and said goodbye to Ding Yangzi one or two words, calculating the time, Liu Changdie was afraid that he was still in Boro, so he rode the wind and went all the way north.
As soon as Li Ximing left, Ding Yangzi's cold face softened a little, and he was a little more polite to Luo Zhenren, frowning and saying:
"I've told you a few times... That thing was entrusted by Nanshun Luoyan, that is, that is, Dilu Tian Sanglin's thing! Nowadays, witchcraft in the south is probably the first in him, but you are good, you have to ask before you give up."
Luo Zhenren smiled and replied:
"Dilu Tian Sanglin... Fame is great, isn't he also a person who sells friends for glory? Just ask. If he hadn't had the idea of turning into the land of Buddhism now, why would he have to toss so much..."
"Where is this?"
Ding Yangzi frowned, but Luo Zhenren said:
"If this is a lie! I'll cut off your head!"
This foul language made Ding Yangzi frown, and he replied:
"But you don't do anything about you and me, your friend at sea... Didn't that treasure elephant get a gold and stone? You can ask so that this thing is always empty in my hands."
Luo Zhenren laughed twice, shook his head and said:
"You're in a hurry, even if you have one more scale, you won't be able to make any waves... It's nothing more than relieving some pressure for your master's longing for the Sun Dao system..."
"Have you ever thought about it? Then Wei Xuanyin is already the great real person of 'Jueyin', and there is also a 'Jueyin' Zong Chang and a 'Xiqi' general Gongsun Stele in the Zhao Emperor's palace, can you expect the Li family to share the pressure on the Sun Dao Tong? Murong Yan is enough for them to have a headache."
Ding Yangzi looked calm, but he did not deny it, and said in a deep voice:
"It's better to just make Bai Lin more conspicuous and attract more attention, chaos is everywhere, and the Sun Dao system really needs to stay out of the matter and hide its light..."
……
White Sea Creek.
Since the ancestor Su Xian left with the carefully cultivated Qi Qiuxin, the hearts of the people here immediately dissipated, and they no longer saw the laughter and ease of the past.
Two streamers arrived here one after another, manifesting a man in black cloud black clothes, a gold-rimmed costume on a white background, and a woman in Xiang clothes, Qi Lanyan smiled:
"This is the Mysterious Temple... After crossing the river, it is a mountain disaster!"
Kong Tingyun's eyes swept over Jiangnan in the night, in just a few days, she already had an understanding of the retreat for so many years, sweeping through the West, she couldn't help herself:
"Zhaojing real person Li Ximing, he really became it!"
To calculate, Kong Tingyun is the only one who came to warn Li Qinghong [Ming Fang Tianshi] not to use it for Li Ximing, although Kong Tingyun thought it was a good intention, which shows this result, it is inevitable that his heart will be gloomy:
"Now it seems that Li Ximing has finally used [Ming Fang Tianshi], otherwise where would such a speed come from... A kind reminder has also become a grudge that blocks the way... How can you say it clearly? Li Ximing must have a grudge against me!'
She was full of emotion in her heart, and even more apprehensive about to see her clansmen, but Qi Lanyan beside her had cultivated her life powers and felt extremely keenly.
"Senior Xiao Chuting, he has already left Jiangnan..."
"Xiao Chuting..."
When Qi Lanyan heard this name, he held his hand and showed a smile, and replied:
"He made his fortune by murdering Duanmu Kui, and has been valued a lot since then, and now it is normal to move to Beihai, how can he still toss in Jiangnan?"
Kong Tingyun was silent, the two of them went south together, and soon arrived in front of Shanji County, so they saw that the county was gloomy, messy everywhere, no longer the same as before, and when they arrived at the mountain gate again, they saw that the formation was crystal clear, and the mountain range inside was missing one piece in the east and one less in the west.
Kong Tingyun lowered his eyebrows, Qi Lanyan stood in front of the formation, and sure enough, he saw a woman in purple stepping on the wind, stopping in front of her, with a polite smile on her face, and just said:
"I have seen two Taoist friends... Congratulations to Daoist Kong!"
Kong Tingyun didn't know her very well, but he knew the clothes of the Purple Smoke Gate on her body, and he responded politely, but Qi Lanyan looked kind, and only said:
"Tingyun is my disciple of Tongxuan, and he has attained enlightenment in Jiangbei, so he came here to pick up his relatives."
Tinglan listened to the other party's Tongxuan disciples one by one, feeling extremely embarrassed in her heart, and still smiled on her face:
"Zhu Gong is in retreat, but fortunately, it was arranged earlier."
She was tormented in her heart, so she only ordered someone to step forward, so Keqing rode up in the wind, and there were four people behind her, in front of an old man with sunken eye sockets, his clothes were new and gorgeous, and his hands were nervously clasped in front of him.
He seemed to have taken some good elixir, and the skin on his body and bottom showed a rosy color, but his eyes were still round, sunken in the eye sockets, showing an indelible Zhang Huang, and his body was unconcealably rickety, looking extremely short.
Kong Tingyun glanced at him blankly:
"Lonely?"
The old man seemed to be dreaming, his pale lips and speechless.
Even today, his age is definitely not old, but the pressure of these years has completely crushed him, showing a weak and unbearable appearance, making her unrecognizable in person.
And the two middle-aged people behind Kong Guxi, the woman was holding half of the big boy in her hand, her face was yellow, dumbfounded like a wooden chicken, it was Kong Qiuyan, who was young, beautiful, feminine and moving back then.
The man was stiff, his eyes were full of tears, it was Kong Xiaxiang, who was famous for his impulsiveness and courage, holding a pair of folded golden armor in his hand, a powerful mask was on the armor, and his eyes were black.
In just over ten years, the demeanor of the three of them has been like two people, huddled together as if warming each other, looking at her through the clouds, fearful and incredulous.
Kong Tingyun's expression gradually changed, her soft eyes quickly filled with tears, and her voice was hoarse:
"There are only three of you."
She looked at Kong Qiuyan, who was like a middle-aged woman, and said quietly:
"What is the child's surname?"
Compared with the two people beside her, Kong Qiuyan didn't have much despair, only deep fatigue and confusion:
"The real person, surnamed Dai."
Qi Lanyan stood beside him without saying a word, his eyes calmly looking at Tinglan with low eyebrows, his eyes were as clear as cold iron stone, revealing silent but powerful irony:
"Look at the good things you have done!"
"It's your Sun Dao system, the sin created by your Tinglan! You hate me for taking action and cooperating with orders to disrupt the situation in the world, now do you know the reason? Look at your Sun Dao Unified Demon Cultivation into Jiangnan, is it a good thing!'
Tinglan's face was expressionless, her heart was in turmoil, and she didn't know how to speak: Does it mean that Xuanyue, under his Changxi rule, is not a good thing? Does it mean that Zhu Gong has already shown mercy? Or is it that Zhu Gong is not invited to Jiangnan, this place is occupied by the Immortal Dao, and the methods will inevitably be more cruel? But everything is if, no matter what... It was difficult to speak, so he could only say:
"Duxian is aggressive... Zhu Gong hastily accepted the legacy of your family, she was born in the East China Sea, and she acted recklessly, so it was inevitable that she would be rougher."
When relatives met and stared at each other, Kong Tingyun couldn't speak for a long time, and after a while, he asked:
"Xuanyue's children, how many people are left?"
Kong Xiaxiang was about to speak, but was taken a step ahead by Kong Guxi and said in a hoarse voice:
"The sect collapsed, but fortunately, with the protection of Zhaojing Zhenren, the younger generation dispersed his disciples on his own and made a living under the rule of Mu Quan Xianmen, and there is no Xuanyue so far."
Kong Tingyun's eyes were cold, but he still saluted Tinglan very politely and replied:
"The seniors of Zhu Gong have been sheltered for many years, and the juniors will keep it in mind.
Tinglan was full of bitterness and sighed, but Qi Lanyan didn't give her many chances, so she turned around with Kong Tingyun and rode away with the wind, leaving Tinglan standing in the moonlight.
"The world is difficult!"
After leaving the mountain, Kong Tingyun's polite smile disappeared after all, and he quietly glanced at Kong Guxi, who was afraid of waking up like a falling dream, and said with a slight choked:
"After the ancestor fell, who did he really protect?"
Kong Guxi's feet did not dare to step on it, two cloudy tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, and a little sadness finally appeared on the old face that allowed him to breathe, and in the crying of the two people behind him, he gritted his teeth and cried uncontrollably:
"After the fall of the real person, the wolves in the four realms, I can't wait to eat it every day, the Jingyi clan, I can't see it, the mysterious and wonderful colleagues, the mountains are happy, Xuanyue made friends in the past, all of them are cold-eyed! The only one who has compassion, love, and is willing to extend his shade is Zhaojing Zhenren!"
"Its grace... When my Kong family is in the ninth generation, it will be difficult to pay!"
……
North Shore.
The mountain wind howled, the snow was flying, and snow fell again in the mountains for no reason, and the white was pressed down on the pavilion, showing a lively white.
But at the foot of this mountain, around the river, a large number of monks were fighting with the monks, and the sound of killing shook the sky, like a blood-colored picture scroll in the snow, dyeing the stones on both sides vermilion.
The north had only been settled for more than half a year, and a large number of monks crossed the river again, like locusts that were not afraid of death, and they crashed into the large formation built by the monks on the lake.
Li Zhouwei rarely changed into white clothes and stood quietly in the pavilion, while Li Ximing had just stepped out of Taixu, holding a teapot to make tea, and was about to speak, but he saw a person flying in the heavy snow, kneeling in the snow.
Li Ximing suddenly stopped speaking, glanced at it, and kneeling in the snow was a man in a formal robe, with his forehead pressed to the ground and a complicated expression.
"Jue-gin? What's wrong!"
This person is Cui Jueyin!
Li Ximing frowned slightly and asked him to get up, but saw that the man did not dare to get up, always kneeling on the ground, and his voice was low:
"Subordinate... I am here to apologize!"
Li Zhouwei glanced at him with some surprise, and saw that his tone was low and uneasy:
"A few days ago, when I encountered a real person inspecting Jiangbei, Donghai Ben sent a letter to the juniors, hoping that the juniors would build a solid foundation and cultivate well, and there was hope that the Purple Mansion could go back to the East China Sea to take a look..."
"I never thought that the adults in the family would go out and be killed, my grandfather had not moved in seclusion for a long time, there was turmoil in the state, Yangya Zhenren returned to his ancestral land, asked about recent years, and sent back the Zifu exercises of the 'Changming Steps', which is also a meaning, I hope... His subordinates returned to the East China Sea for retreat, honed their cultivation, and prepared to break through the Purple Mansion."
"This matter has been delayed for too long, and now the real person is speaking... I'm afraid it is... I can't hide it."
Li Ximing was stunned for a moment, shook his head and gritted his teeth:
"What a sunny cliff!"
Li Zhouwei understood in his heart:
"Now the situation is getting more and more intense, and the breakthrough of the ancestors of the Cui family is becoming more and more hopeless, Chongzhou still does not have the Purple Mansion, Yangya does not want Cui Jueyin, the seed of the Purple Mansion, to be caught in the chaos of the dispute between the north and the south! I don't want the Cui family to be involved in my affairs.'
He said softly, but just by looking at Yangya's actions, he knew that he was biased towards the position of severing contact with the Cui family and the Li family, and now he came back and suddenly discovered this matter, maybe so many people in Chongzhou were scolded by him.
At this sentence from him, Cui Jueyin immediately became frightened and choked up:
"Please don't blame me, my lord! Real people also have their own considerations! It is definitely not his intention! If you want to have a grudge because of the junior... It's really hard to avoid!"
"I was thinking of waiting for the real person to come back and apologize to you, but I haven't seen any trace of the real person for a long time, but the order from the state is from the real person of Yangya... I can't delay, it's rare to meet ...... today"
Cui Jueyin has been on the lake for many years, and has long become his own, Li Ximing trusts him more than the average lineage, but now he has to leave, it can be described as tears, seeing Li Zhouwei silent, Li Ximing said for a long time:
"Since it is an order from a real person from your family, I can't force you to stay, but you are highly respected, how can you leave empty-handed?"
Cui Jueyin was about to speak, but Li Ximing shook his head, took out several jade slips from his sleeves, put them in a jade box, and said softly:
"You can take these techniques and use them, no matter how Chongzhou arranges them, the lake will also prepare them for you! It's definitely not bad for you!"
Cui Jueyin said in fear:
"I dare not accept real people's rations!"
Li Ximing sneered:
"I dare not accept it... If Yangya asks, you can just say that it is a severance of kindness, and I will compensate you!"
Li Ximing not only had heartache, but also weak anger, and his voice was much softer:
"Originally, it was said that the two children of the two families interacted, the two identities of my family Xiu Mingyang were sensitive, but it was not easy to get by, you have been on the continent for so many years, and you have long regarded you as your own children. I just hope that you will become a supernatural power as soon as possible and live up to your years of practice."
Cui Jueyin bowed his head again and again, after all, he rolled up his robe and went down, seeing Li Zhouwei turn his head and feel guilty, Li Ximing drank a few glasses with a calm expression, unable to see joy or anger.
But I saw a person come to report:
"Wu Shao Keqing is back, saying that he has something important to report!"
The snow between heaven and earth became thicker and heavier, and the man in black came up with a gloomy face, and the shadows on the soles of his feet seemed to be hovering with snake tails, it was Li Wushao who had rushed back from Qingchi.
Senior Brother Quan Yuxuan deliberately revealed, deliberately did not avoid him, and leaked all the news that several people inquired about in the sect and that the Si family got through their connections and background.
Although he Li Wushao was just a monster, the father and son who followed him were extremely respected figures on the lake, and their status on the lake was not low at all.
He knelt on the ground, his voice low and sinister, and he stated it in detail.
『…… According to your words... it should be Sui Guan Zhenren..."
"Sui Guan!"
Li Ximing originally didn't pay much attention to him, silently observing whether the few foundations of the lakeside fighting needed rescue, but when he heard this, the gloomy mood immediately dissipated, and then a deep sense of uneasiness arose, he was stunned and whispered:
"Why is it him!"
The two looked at each other and both saw the uneasiness in each other's eyes - when Li Qinghong passed by Xuanyue, Kong Tingyun revealed a secret to Li Qinghong:
"If the true monarch goes to the sky, the Sui Temple will live in the Qingchi Huaiyu Heaven, and he will not dare to enter the present world, let alone Jiangnan."
"Explanation... The True Monarchs outside the sky have already finished fighting! Most of them have already returned to Huaiyutian!"
Li Jiangqian and Li Que Wan on the side had just arrived, and the man in the silk clothes had a gloomy face, and his tone was full of coldness:
"It is rumored that this is a great real person, not only is he an existence whose cultivation has reached the top in the Purple Mansion, but his heels are even more extraordinary... Qiu Hu Zhenren... is no longer independent!"
"No wonder I haven't seen Ning Wan for many months... All the Sun Taoists probably thought she was recovering from her injuries!"
Li Quewan thought for a moment and said in a low voice:
"If the Sui Guan real person returns... no matter how he is, he is also a figure of the Sun Taoist system... Now that we are in the period of confrontation between the north and the south, the affairs of the Kong family are not clear, and his position is even more important."
Li Zhouwei was noncommittal, only listened to Li Wushao finish speaking, and replied:
"It's just hard work for you... Such a dangerous thing... Rush all the way back."
Li Wushao shook his head darkly, and then saw a trace of doubt flashing in Li Zhouwei's eyes, and replied:
"In the early years, there was speculation that this Sui Guan real person was similar to Dongfang Heyun, if it weren't for some magical power change, magic weapon incarnation, at least he was blindly burning water and transforming, and I don't know how many years have passed since he became a supernatural power... It is also unique among supernatural powers, and it has the ability to stop things from the north and south, but you can hope for him, so it is better to consider Chi Buzi."
"Now it seems that there is probably a lack of Ning Wan who can contribute, and even the Qingchi Sect may not be willing to stand on the side of the unification of the Sun Dao."
Everyone was silent, and Li Ximing said:
"I just don't know if the families know."
A trace of fatigue flashed between Li Zhouwei's eyebrows, discussing the fact that Huai Shui and Sui Guan were in danger, and several juniors were not suitable to participate.
"I have long heard about Qingchi's withdrawal of manpower and the reduction of disciples, I thought it was Qiu Hu Zhenren who changed his manpower in preparation for Si Yuanli's breakthrough, but now it seems that it should be the meaning of Sui Guan..."
The two of them couldn't figure out the meaning of this Sui Guan, and were slightly silent, but Li Wushao was very careful and said in a low voice:
"My subordinates searched around the sect and found nothing, but when they passed through Fangshi, they got the portrait left by the Chi family that depicted the real person of Sui Guan... Now it's brought."
"Got it in the market?"
This point could not be more obvious, I am afraid that it was the same group of people who secretly revealed that Sui Guan had returned, Li Ximing sighed in his heart, nodded and said:
"After all, there is no formation here, let's go to the continent and take a look."
Li Zhouwei held him down and said thoughtfully:
"Just watch here."
The monster immediately stood up, picked up his sleeves, took out a scroll from it, and lifted it to the same height as himself, then tore away the silk in it, and saw a portrait spread out.
The person in the painting is standing quietly, with a slender figure and narrow corners of his eyes, and only he is drawn on this white paper, but the pupils of his eyes are not pointed, and they look blank.
Most of the supernatural powers and great powers are a bit strange, the several true monarchs of the [Chongming Cave Xuanping] back then were faceless, and the immortals were even a golden circle to signify, and it was normal for the Purple Mansion not to draw pupils.
But the person who painted the painting was extremely cautious, and the shape of the body was only outlined, not even painted, only a little blue was dotted on the corner of the clothes, indicating that the clothes were cyan, and it should be dressed in green clothes with golden spikes, the usual decoration of the Qingchi Sect's purple mansion.
And the word [Sui Guan] did not dare to be written, the sides were empty, and not a word was mentioned.
"The skills are superb, and there is a fierce smell across the paintings."
Li Wushao was not tall, so he straightened his arms and was a little restrained, but fortunately, an empathetic, white hand gently passed over his palm, turned the painting around, and looked at it carefully.
The man stared at the painting in his hand, the corners of his mouth curved, and the heavy snow in the sky suddenly had a sense of stagnation, frozen in the air, and became his background.
Li Wushao still stood in place respectfully as if he didn't notice, his gray-black pupils reflecting the other party's blue-purple demonic eyes and a face full of smiles.
Then he heard a chuckle in the heavy snow:
"Si Yuanli is too careless, how can I be so fierce!"