Li Xiangping only broke through the Qingyuan wheel yesterday, and became the fourth round of this fetal breath like his brother Li Tongya, arranged the affairs of the family, and was studying the "Xuanshui Sword Technique" in the courtyard, but heard a sound of footsteps coming from outside the courtyard.

"Brother?"

Li Tongya entered the yard in the dust, his body was drenched in rain and dew, and there were mud spots stuck on the upper of his shoes, he put the cloth bag in his hand on the table, and gave Li Xiangping a bear hug when he met.

Li Xiangping breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a smile:

"You're finally back, so my father can't sleep at night."

"Hahaha, I've brought a lot of things back."

Li Tongya laughed, first carefully took out the silver box from his arms, carefully checked it, and saw that the Wu Tussah looked sluggish, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice, then he untied the blue and black longbow behind him, and put it in Li Xiangping's hand with a smile.

"Can you try it?"

Li Xiangping was surprised, pulled the bowstring, and carefully stroked the bow, and the string suddenly lit up under the urging of mana, flashing with a bright white light, Li Xiangping said continuously:

"This, this is a magic weapon?"

Li Tongya chuckled and explained:

"I bought it from Fang Market, and it cost me two and a half spirit stones."

"It's so expensive, where did you get the spirit stone?"

Li Xiangping was distressed for a few breaths, and then turned his head suspiciously and asked the second brother.

Li Tongya told Li Xiangping about the affairs of Guanyun Peak, and Li Xiangping nodded again and again when he heard it, and sighed:

"Jing'er has also grown up."

Not long after, Li Xuanxuan, Li Qiuyang and others heard the news and went up the mountain, Li Tongya gave Wu Tussah and the insect book to Liu Rouxuan, and said:

"This Wu Tussah is the first time my family has raised it, you read this book carefully, pick a few old women who are good at raising silkworms at the bottom of the mountain, find a yard to raise, I will immediately call Li Yesheng, and order someone to send you the spirit rice leaves and straw, this spirit insect is bumpy all the way, and it is already dying."

"Yes."

Liu Rouxuan hadn't seen her husband Li Tongya for several months, and she missed it tightly, but she also knew that this thing was important, so she carefully took the silver box and went down the mountain.

"Uncle clan, this Qingchi Immortal Sect is extremely extravagant."

Li Qiuyang sat on the wooden chair, looked at Li Tongya with interest, and said in a low voice.

Li Qiuyang is now eleven or twelve years old, he is mainly responsible for the spiritual rice in the past few years, and he is very low-key in the village, and his father Li Chengfu is a sensible person, restraining his elder brothers to farm and build yards, and he has not made any ugly things to bully people.

"That envoy is driving a glowing cloud boat, and the sky is full of red clouds, which is very magnificent!"

Li Tongya laughed twice and replied with a bright face.

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"It's so magnificent!"

Li Qijing put his left hand on the Qingfeng on his waist, resisted the urge to draw his sword, and said coldly.

"I've been in retreat for a few years, but I didn't know that Qingsui Peak also had a new disciple."

The young man in front of him gently threw the jade bead in his hand and said lightly.

He is quite handsome, but the distance between his eyes is a little narrow, and he looks a little out of style, wearing a fox fur and a storage bag around his waist, and he is dressed very magnificently.

As the young man approached step by step, the few people who followed him gradually moved forward to surround Li Qijing, and gradually forced him into a corner on this narrow path.

"Senior brother, don't panic, just try your quality."

"You are a Qi cultivation period cultivator, but you are not ashamed to come to surround me with a spirit chakra at the peak of fetal breath."

Seeing that several people were surrounded, Li Qijing slowly retreated, but he had already stuck to the cold stone wall, and the Qingfeng in his hand was clenched, staring at the movements of the young man.

The young man smiled slightly, the gold bead in his hand shone brightly, and suddenly struck at Li Qijing.

Li Qijing frowned, a blue spiritual net appeared in front of him, and he pressed his body to avoid the golden bead, and approached in two steps.

"Ling Qingsui Peak really knows everything, but he doesn't know how to use a sword."

The young man laughed, and when he saw Li Qijing bullying forward, he couldn't help but admire:

"It's decisive."

Li Qijing held the scabbard in his left hand, pressed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and slammed the magic weapon of the person in front of him, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, but he took a leap and had already arrived in front of the young man.

The young man was startled, and immediately tried to use his spiritual sense to recall the spirit bead, but saw that the light blue net had already entangled the magic weapon spirit bead, although the spirit bead broke free with a slight movement, but it was also a few breaths slower.

Li Qijing gritted his teeth, the Qing Feng in his hand was finally pulled out, and a brilliant moon-white arc sword light rose from his left hand, and stopped at the light white long sword pulled out by his right hand, and suddenly gushed out, heading towards the young man's neck.

"How is that possible!"

The young man's hair suddenly froze, the thoughts in his heart flashed, and he didn't even have time to pinch the magic trick, and the peace talisman around his neck was full of spiritual light, holding up a golden light cover, which could block the sword light, and shocked the young man to take a few steps back.

"Not good!"

Regardless of the vibration in the sea of qi, the young man hurriedly changed his pinching trick, and stubbornly stopped the golden bead that was heading towards Li Qijing, and then looked at Li Qijing who was standing with a sword with a complicated expression.

Qi cultivators can control magic weapons to face enemies from afar, and only by trying to get close to the sword can they survive in death. Li Qijing also used a sword that he meditated on and refined when he cultivated the Xuanshui Sword Technique, and it was particularly powerful.

"But you won!"

On the road of the young man, he saw Qingsui Peak, who had always looked unpleasant, and he had come to scare this new disciple with the heart of a game, but at this moment, his expression was complicated, thoughtful, and he arched his hand towards Li Qijing.

Li Qijing's face turned pale, put his sword into the sheath, and reluctantly replied:

"Thank you Daoyou for keeping your hand, this sword is also the first time to face the enemy, and I can't hold back my strength."

The young man patted his bag, took out a few bottles of wound medicine, put them in front of Li Qijing, and said in a low voice:

"My subordinates accidentally injured a fellow Daoist, and Deng begged for it in Xiayuan Wufeng, and he will definitely come to the door to make amends in person in the future."

Seeing that Li Qijing's face was pale, Deng Qiuzhi hurriedly sent two people to help him back to Qingsui Peak, and he fled with people as if he was in the wilderness.

After walking a short way, Deng Qiuzhi turned his head with an ugly face and slapped the person behind him hard.

"Tomorrow go with me to that Qingsui Peak to make amends!"

The man bowed his head aggrievedly, and couldn't help but sneer:

"You're going to provoke people yourself......"

Who would have thought that Deng Qiuzhi would suddenly pick up the man's neck, lift him high, and ask with a complicated expression:

"He doesn't hold a grudge against me, does he?"

"Childe! You also gave him the medicine for the wound, no, Childe..."

The man was so frightened that he begged for mercy.

Deng Qiuzhi heard him babble a few words, suddenly squinted his eyes, looked at him coldly, and said word by word:

"You don't hold a grudge against me, do you?"

The man was suddenly horrified, his legs trembled, and he said with a crying voice:

"The small ones don't have ......"

"That'll be fine."

Deng Qiuzhi put him down casually, and said to himself thoughtfully:

"Qingsui Peak Li Qijing ......"