Not to mention that after Ling Lang and Kong Qingyan finished dealing with the matter, they didn't stay any longer, turned around and went down the mountain.

Besides, the gray-clothed man turned into a ball of golden light, and on the way, a white-bearded old man wearing a gray and white tunics used an inkstone to collect it.

After that, the old man searched the surroundings with his soul thoughts, and seemed to confirm that no one was following, and he knew that the man in gray was seriously injured, and he couldn't care much, so he unfolded his body, turned around and hurried back.

For a while, the vitality in the air was agitated, and I saw a lot of afterimages, and behind the white-bearded old man, there was a long line. But it was the speed that flew by, a few points faster than Ling Lang's full strength.

In a few moments, the old man had come to a mountain col.

There are five old-fashioned blue-brick houses built in the col, arranged in a staggered manner. Looking closer, the sill wall and window are far taller than ordinary people's. At this time, twilight fell, but here is only a mountain pass, but the candles are bright, and there is a faint image of steaming.

Seeing someone flying over, there were soul shadows flying out on the roofs of the five old green brick houses, there were rickety old men, middle-aged village husbands, half-old, and even a young man with a sword on his back. These people saw the identity of the person who came, and they came silently and left without stopping, but at a glance, they disappeared in the darkness.

The white-bearded old man flew straight to the middle of the col, the most imposing blue brick house, and then landed and walked to a protruding hall in the backyard.

The hall is only three meters high, square, not too big, but it feels like the walls and roof are very thick, except for a square altar with many inscriptions, there is no other debris inside.

At this time, in the middle of the square altar, a young man with an inch head was sitting cross-legged. The young man was in his early thirties, dressed in gray, with blood running from the corners of his mouth and his arms hanging at his sides.

The old man took out the square inkstone, held it in his palm, and said something in his mouth, and then a golden light flew out of it, paused slightly, and then flew to the eyebrows of the young man in the altar, and disappeared in a flash.

"Ahem...... Cough ......" received the golden light, the gray-clothed young man's face turned pale, his eyes slowly opened, and he coughed up two mouthfuls of black blood one after another.

The black blood sprayed on the strange patterns of the altar, it was like a splash of water in the dry land for a long time, at a speed visible to the naked eye, fainting and penetrating, but after a few breaths, it all disappeared, leaving no trace.

"Uncle Grandpa, this time I capsized in the gutter, blaming myself for being too careless. It's just that the green gray fox you commanded, I can't do it when I see it. Xuan Liang felt guilty and asked his uncle to punish him. The young man in gray seemed to have been hit too hard, and he said words that he would not admit defeat, but his eyes were gloomy, and he looked lifeless.

"Your soul body is seriously injured at the moment, and the matter of the green gray fox is dispensable, so you don't need to worry too much. But the day before yesterday, on a whim, I thought that someone would interfere with you, but I couldn't imagine such a danger. Who did this to you?" The old man waved his hand, the appearance on his face changed slightly, and the white beard under his forehead also became half black and half white, but he was not the leader of the dragon group - who else could Li Mingyi have? This old man is not only rumored to be proficient in numerology, but also has such outstanding soul body cultivation, no wonder he can be so high and powerful in the dragon group.

Li Xuanliang endured the pain of his injuries and told the ins and outs of his trip to the Immortal Cave today. Listening to his account, Li Mingyi's face sank slightly: "Falian, Soul Mountain, is it him?"

Seeing that his uncle and grandfather seemed to know the origin of the enemy, Li Xuanliang asked urgently, "Who is it?"

Li Mingyi said slowly: "If my guess is correct, the person who hurt you should be the Ling family I mentioned to you." ”

"Is it him?" Hearing that the person he met turned out to be his "natural enemy", Li Xuanliang couldn't suppress his shock. I thought that I had won the favor of my ancestors, and I had already been able to leave it far behind, but who knew that if I met and fought today, I would not be at a disadvantage, but I was actually controlled by it, and I had to rely on self-mutilation to escape. Suddenly, Li Xuanliang's heart was looking at the world, so there was one point left?

Li Mingyi saw Li Xuanliang so low, but he didn't try to comfort him. Young people naturally need to be brave and courageous, but it is not a good thing to be too high-flying. If a small opponent of the same age has become an insurmountable hurdle, he Li Mingyi should be the wrong person, but it is no longer worth wasting his scheming.

However, Li Mingyi also knew that his nephew had always been strong-minded and good at forbearance, and he would never fall into it, so he didn't give up lightly: "Your soul and soul are seriously injured, and you have to find a way to remedy it, otherwise I'm afraid that in the future, you will fall into miscellaneous roots, and you must not take it lightly, you must be cautious." ”

Li Xuanliang hurriedly begged: "Please also ask my uncle to teach me." ”

Li Mingyi sighed lightly: "Okay, I'll help you again." ”

Although Li Xuanliang is ruthless, he is still sincerely grateful to this uncle. From childhood to adulthood, in all aspects, he took good care of himself, he hurriedly thanked him, and promised again that he would do his best in the future and no longer let his uncle and grandfather down.

Li Mingyi smiled slightly and said: "You and I are blood relatives, and you don't need to be like this." The things I went to do this time were very important, and I might have to go with the head of the four-room family, so I could only leave the people in the big house here to take care of them. If you stay in the ancestral altar, you will heal well. Don't worry about the enemy coming, my Li family's ancestral house here is guarded by the Five Elements Great Array, even if Na Tian Mo Ran comes, he can block it. ”

Seeing that his uncle and grandfather had a thorough arrangement, Li Xuanliang made up his mind. didn't say much, closed his eyes, cooperated with the mysterious ancestral altar below, controlled the Li family's unique soul method, and slowly tried to repair his soul body and soul thoughts.

Li Mingyi saw that his confidence had recovered slightly, nodded with a little satisfaction, and no longer bothered him, left the hall, and returned to the physical body in the middle of the room.

The next day, Li Mingyi took the rickety old man, a middle-aged farmer, a half-aged, and a young man with a sword-like thing wrapped in black cloth on his back.

The five of them first left the Li family's ancestral house in Woniu Mountain on foot, and at the foot of the mountain, several cars were parked in front of a family.

Five people, three cars, and finally went to live in a Li compound in the east of the city of Maoming.

At midnight, Li Mingyi's soul went out of his body, came to the roof of the building, and saw that there were already four people waiting, covered in black clothes and black pants. Li Mingyi looked up at the sky, and chuckled: "It's been a month and the wind is high, let's go."

After speaking, the soul body shook lightly, and it had reached a mile away.

The four men in black followed. In just a moment, everyone had already arrived at the foot of Dongshan Mountain.

From a distance, a very large-scale, magnificent temple building is faintly visible in the faint night.

The four men in black glanced at each other and spread out in all directions. In addition to the young man who carried the sword-like thing on his back, the other three people also had an extra object in their hands, including talismans, gossip, and square seals, all of which were flowing with luminous light and simple ornamentation, and they knew at a glance that they were not mortal.

Li Mingyi waited for the four of them to hide their figures, and then continued to move forward, and came to the temple in a blink of an eye.

Looking at the two closed vermilion lacquer gates, there are animal heads and rings, which are dignified and powerful, and there are two big red lanterns hanging on them, which are always bright. Dongshan General Temple, hehe, has been operated by the Pan family for hundreds of years, but the weather is solemn and magnificent. It's just that after all, it's only a hundred miles away, and the incense is far from being at its peak.

Li Mingyi flashed into this general's temple, which was much larger than the one in Yudu County, came to the main hall, saw the three-meter-high gilded statue of the general, and bowed slightly: "Li Mingyi, a descendant of Li Tang, will visit General Pan tonight, and ask the general to show his Dharma body." ”

The descendants of Li Tang, in the eyes of ordinary people, are just an old history, but in the eyes of the gods who enjoy incense in many places, they are still famous and often dare not be contemptuous.

But Li Mingyi finished his words, but he didn't see any movement. He didn't think it was wrong, but the smile on his sallow face was a little more cold.

Standing up and treating each other, after half a cup of tea, the gilded general statue of the right side of the table, slowly walked out of a bun of hair, wearing a mixed yuan hat, wearing a blue robe, a short beard under the forehead, and holding a sword upside down.

He looked at the person who came slightly, he was not an acquaintance, he was dressed in black, and he was actually a living soul. However, his cultivation did not seem to be worse than his own, so he asked, "Who is the Taoist friend?

Li Mingyi stared at the old Taoist priest, and also looked up and down, confirming that it was the main soul of that person, and the smile on his face did not decrease, and he arched his hand again: "But I came to borrow the general's things for a purpose." ”

The old Taoist priest seemed to be staring at himself like this, and his face was clearly smiling, not only did not have a trace of warmth, but made people feel extremely cold. He knew that the person who came was not good, and he was angry, but he was afraid of the other party's cultivation, so he was still patient, and asked more: "What do you want to borrow?"

"The soul of the general. "There is no need to talk nonsense.

"Haha, oh, what if the old man doesn't borrow it?" The old Taoist priest laughed angrily, holding back the anger in his heart, secretly thinking about it, but he raised his voice and asked rhetorically.

"The general doesn't have to try, there is a radius of one mile here, and Li has used a secret treasure to lay down a magic circle, isolating the induction of heaven and man, and your scattered souls may not be able to sense your location for the time being." And it's better for them to come, otherwise Li is afraid that the material of your main soul is a little worse. Li Mingyi spoke without hurry, but there was a little bit of it as if he was trying to kill someone. It's like wandering around the streets, where I'm interested, I see a favorite object, and I talk to the businessman.

The old Taoist priest's face finally changed drastically, and he shouted: "Thief, bold, how dare you?" He was also a decisive person before his death, and he stopped talking nonsense at the moment, pinched a sword trick with his left hand, and pointed at the sword in his hand, and stabbed Li Mingyi with a finger.

The sword carries the wind and thunder, accompanied by the dragon and the tiger, in every corner of the main hall of light and cold, hundreds of ever-bright oil lamps are extinguished together, and the cloth and drapes in the hall are blown to fly.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was like an electric stab, Li Mingyi's body flew upside down, slightly widened a distance, took out an object from his body, one foot wide, and shouted loudly: "You are a wild god in the mountains, you only worship one surname, and you don't worship enough people, you dare to speak disrespectfully and insult my descendants of Li Tang? Then he showed the thing in his hand, but it was a foot of Huangjin Holy Decree, with auspicious clouds and cranes on the back, and a vermilion character "seal" written on the front.

"Thou bold. In the midst of that holy decree, a deep and loud voice came out. Then between the words "seal", stretched out a big hand of gold and jade, purple gas, full of vitality, when the air was grabbed, the old Taoist priest was like a plastic screaming chicken, was held tightly in that big hand, only had time to scream, was squeezed to the soul deformed, eyes bulging.

Li Mingyi saw that the treasure had made a contribution, and said softly in his mouth: "Collect." The big hand took the old Taoist priest like a dragon to the cave, and retracted into the one-foot Huangjin Holy Decree.

The Li family has descendants, and they can be gods with a will.