Lijing Village was noisy until late at night yesterday, but the villagers got up when the rooster crowed, and the air was sweet and crystal clear in the early autumn morning, but the village was bleak.

The Liu and Li families put some dry food, and the refugees curled up and lay at the entrance of the village to eat, and the middle-aged man who led the way looked at the more than 20 people around him worriedly, and said secretly in his heart:

"Now there is really suffering, killing the principal of other people, let alone staying, and even leaving."

There was a commotion among the refugees, and they all looked up at the mountain road, and someone shouted:

"There are people on the road, look at that old man!"

But I saw an old man with gray hair walking on the winding road, with blood stains on his clothes and arms, and a bloody corpse dragged by his left hand, and a tattered and scattered human head hanging from the hoe he carried in his right hand.

"It's the Assassin!"

The sharp-eyed person recognized the clothes of the headless corpse, and couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, he only got away at night, and his head was taken off in the morning.

Seeing that Xu Laohan was approaching, the people on both sides hurriedly retreated one after another, making way for a road.

Xu Laohan's face was pale, his eyes were walking blankly, and he didn't glance at the people around him, walking by himself.

When he moved to the Li family's courtyard at the end of the village, a tenant had already gone to report the news, and the Li family opened the courtyard door, and Li Mutian looked tired and led a group of family members to greet him in front of the door.

"Uncle Xu, ...... you are"

"The remnants of the Yuan family...... Tell me to kill, the corpses are all here, and call Liu Linfeng and Tian Shoushui to distinguish them. ”

Old man Xu leaned over, his hands and feet were cold, he put the body on the ground, sat on the ground and gasped.

Li Tongya hurriedly brought tea from the inner room and sent it to Xu Laohan, but the old man's hands and feet trembled, and he couldn't even catch the tea, so he only relied on Li Tongya to send it to his mouth to sip.

Not long after, Liu Linfeng and Tian Shoushui came together with the eldest son of the Xu family, and Xu Laohan told the ins and outs of the future in front of everyone, and after several confirmations, this person was really the remnant of the Yuan family.

"Uncle Xu, the eldest brother's revenge has been avenged, and the Li family is grateful......" Li Tongya was saying something with red eyes, Xu Laohan waved his hand hard, and said with tears in his eyes:

"You don't have to thank me, I received Hu'er's kindness, so I killed this person for him, and I will never coerce you to make your Li family rich. The old man has a few years to live, and if you have the heart to say thank you, you will wait for the child to be born and bring it to see me. ”

After saying that, he tried his best to get up, and he didn't listen to the Li family's voice, and helped the Xu family to go out.

The Li family's white affairs were done for a few days, and the white scarf was hung in a courtyard, and Li Changhu treated people generously and was righteous before his death, so every family had crying. The affairs were busy, and Li Tongya's preparations for a breakthrough were also pushed again and again, until Li Changhu was buried for two months before he stabilized his state of mind, condensed the Xuanjing Wheel, and stepped into the door of cultivating immortals.

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Two years later.

The bright morning sunlight shone on a few sparse small trees in the courtyard, illuminating the courtyard with fine shade, but under the trees sat a handsome young man sitting cross-legged, swallowing and exhaling with all his heart.

After a while, he let out a long breath of turbidity, took the trick, and looked at the courtyard with a smile.

But it was a two-year-old boy with a few wild flowers in his hand who ran to the backyard, laughed happily, and babbled:

"Uncle...... Hug ......"

Li Qijing smiled and stretched out his hand to gently hold it, picked up the child high, put his head on the child's little head, and asked eagerly:

"Is Xuan'er obedient today?"

"To... Hug ......" The kid ignored him, giggled, and writhed in Li Qijing's hand.

"Xuan'er! Come out! ”

Ren didn't dare to enter the backyard, and shouted in a low voice at the gate of the courtyard.

Putting the child on the ground, watching him jump and throw himself into his mother's arms with a smile, Li Qijing said softly:

"This week's wheel is really difficult to repair, and after a year and a half, it's finally going to be done!"

"Jing'er, you're so dissatisfied!"

Li Xiangping, who was behind him, stood up and scolded with a low laugh:

"I waited until I cultivated the second-layer Chengming Wheel of Fetal Breath, and I didn't even touch the corners of the third-layer Zhou Xing Wheel, but you complained that the cultivation was too slow and missed the time!"

Li Qijing smiled, didn't answer him, and continued to his own heart:

"Tonight, I can start condensing the Zhou Xing Wheel, so that you can see what it means to have mana flow and endless circulation."

"You kid."

Li Xiangping laughed, saw Li Mutian walk into the backyard with his hands behind his back, lowered his head and called:

"Father."

Li Mutian has really changed a lot in the past two years, his hair is gray, his wrinkles are heavy, and he always has a straight face every day, looking unsmiling, and he looks more than ten years old.

"Xuan Xuan, this kid is really naughty!"

Seeing his grandson Li Xuanxuan, Li Mutian finally had some smiles on his face, after Li Changhu's death, the old man always didn't think about tea and dinner, and he was sleepy, and the birth of this posthumous son undoubtedly injected new life into the old man, and he cheered up again.

Li Xuanxuan was born, Li Mutian got up from the bed, gathered everyone in the Li family, and asked Li Xiangping to find three sentences from the "Quotation Law" as the order of the Li family in the future.

Li Xiangping carefully considered it for a few days, and selected three sentences from the book to describe the method of fetal breath, these three sentences are:

"Xuanjing Yuanqing, Chengming Xiyue.

Zhou Xingjiang que, then Qingyuan.

The image of Yujing is only seen at the beginning of the spirit. ”

The sons of Li Tongya and Li Xiangping took their names from this Xuanjing, the boy took the Xuan, the girl took the scene, and so on.

Li Mutian asked Ren again, Ren Ping'er thought about it all night, and took a Xuan character, which became the name of Li Changhu's posthumous son: Li Xuanxuan.

"But my father pampered me too much."

Li Tongya shook his head with a smile, put the wooden tablet in his hand on the shelf, and replied.

"Nonsense!"

Li Mutian pretended to be annoyed, blew his beard and glared, and then said:

"I want Ye Sheng to follow me and learn more."

"Li Yesheng?"

Li Tongya lowered his head and thought for a few breaths, and then said:

"It's also a good way, Li Yesheng is alone, and he is very close to my family, I want to practice the method and breathe out the aura, so I don't have time to take care of the worldly chores, this Li Yesheng is the blood of the Li family, it is very suitable."

"I'm afraid that as the days go by, this person will have selfishness and do things that fill his pockets......" Li Qijing asked with a frown.

"Lao Tzu can live for another ten years, at least he can still live in the town!"

Li Mutian spoke in a tough tone and continued coldly:

"Ten years later, when the children and grandchildren are also older, which round will he have a wrong idea!"

"To govern people, you must pay equal attention to grace and power, and when he Li Yesheng gets married and has children, everything will be easy to handle." Li Xiang spoke blandly.

"Exactly."

Li Qijing took out the wooden slip on the shelf, blew the dust on it, and laughed in a low voice:

"Ten years of cultivating immortals is really exciting."