Chapter Eighty-Three: The River Breathes

Li Mutian's funeral was too grand, it didn't look like a dead old man, but like a dead county lieutenant or a taishou, the long white bula filled the villages, and the descendants of the Li family were dressed in white clothes, dragging the locomotive through the stone road.

The news blew into the villages like a gust of wind, and Chen Erniu got up, shocked by the news brought back by Chen Sanshui, and was speechless.

Putting down the wicker in his hand, Chen Erniu rinsed his mouth and sat silently at the table, with an indescribable sadness rising in his heart.

"No kind of character can escape death, as long as he can't cultivate immortals, it's just a puff of loess."

Chen Sanshui disagreed, pouted and said:

"It's just that the three brothers of the Li family have cultivated the immortal path, how can an ordinary old man have such a big pomp? What Li Mutian is, he doesn't necessarily have to be a character. ”

Chen Erniu squinted his eyes, grabbed the wicker and slammed it on Chen Sanshui's body, scolding so much that the stars flew sideways:

"Idiot! Sooner or later, you bastard, you're going to die! ”

"Yes, yes, the fourth brother is the best, doesn't he have a spiritual knack?"

Chen Sanshui muttered a few words, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and got off the table, and walked out of the yard without caring about Chen Erniu's gloomy face behind him.

Lijing Mountain.

Lu Jiangxian looked at a plain courtyard, the wooden chair that Li Mutian often sat on in the backyard was empty, and his heart was a little gloomy, watching Li Mutian be buried, he suddenly touched his divine sense, and saw a shuttle streamer in the sky approaching rapidly, and slowly stopped outside the large array of Li Jing Mountain.

"Xiao Yuansi of the Xiao family came to visit! Please also open the mountain gate. ”

Xiao Yuansi stopped outside the mountain, although the mountain protection array under his feet was like nothing to him, a monk who had already broken through the eighth layer of Qi cultivation, Xiao Yuansi still stopped politely.

Not long after, the two brothers Li Xiangping opened a big array, Xiao Yuansi slowly fell into the courtyard in the mountains, and saw Li Xiangping and Li Tongya dressed in white, the courtyard was plain, the smile on his face was closed, and he said solemnly:

"But the old man ......"

Seeing Li Xiangping and the two nodding, Xiao Yuansi sighed, said a sigh of condolences, and said in a low voice:

"Jing'er and I will go to southern Xinjiang in the near future, and there has been no news for decades, but my junior brother has brought you the Fa-rectification Qi Cultivation Technique and Qi Harvesting Technique, and I will bring it to you while I am back home."

"This is the three products of the "River One Qi Jue", swallowing is the clear air in the river, you need to find the river network is dense, the place where the calamus grows luxuriantly, stay until the dawn of dusk, the clear air is on and the turbidity is down, and then the gas collection method is collected on the river surface, and a wisp is obtained around June, and ten wisps are a portion."

Xiao Yuansi patted his bag, took out a few jade slips, and continued:

"As for the "Qing Ling Yuan Method" of these two products, it uses Xiaoqing Aura, which can be collected by collecting Aura, although it is not as good as "Jianghe Yiqi Jue", but it is better than the ordinary exercises on the market."

Li Tongya hurriedly took the wooden slip handed over by Xiao Yuansi, and thanked him softly, only then did he see Xiao Yuansi sigh lightly, and said with a somewhat complicated expression:

"The shelter of Qingsui Peak is limited, the wind and clouds are changing, and the waves are turbulent, so cherish yourself!"

Master Si Yuanbai's inexplicable retreat, the disciples of Qingsui Peak never saw it, and the voices in the sect urging a few people to go to southern Xinjiang became more and more urgent, all of which made Xiao Yuansi smell a strong sense of strangeness.

Suddenly remembering that Qingsui Peak's subordinate mushroom Lin Yuan gave it to the boring Golden Gate for looting without a sound, Xiao Yuansi suddenly felt cold and hairy standing up, as if he was a small bargaining chip in the hands of those Purple Mansion monks, and lost his mind for a while.

"The Immortal Sect has made frequent moves over the years, and has repeatedly handed over the mortals under its rule, isn't it true that there is a Purple Mansion in the Sect that is about to sit down?"

Xiao Yuansi's back was cold, Li Tongya and the others tentatively called several times before pulling him back to reality, smiled reluctantly, and asked:

"What?"

Li Tongya arched his hand and said:

"But I want to ask the immortal master if he has this clear qi in the river? I'll wait for some savings and try to buy one. ”

Xiao Yuansi's worried look and vague words also made Li Tongya and the others nervous, the mountains in the west were about to move, and the Ji family in the east was eyeing each other, Li Tongya also wanted to advance to Qi cultivation earlier, if it took five years to collect the clear qi in the river, and then it would take another four or five years to break through the Qi training, I am afraid it would be too late.

It just so happened that he got some money by killing that old dao, and he should be able to exchange thirty or forty spirit stones for his scattered pieces, plus the old dao's one-foot square storage bag, he can also exchange eighty or ninety spirit stones, and it is definitely enough to buy Jiangzhong Qingqi.

"I do."

Xiao Yuansi nodded, smiled and untied the small jade bottle on his waist, and said softly:

"There is still one in the bottle, and the price is about fifty spirit stones on weekdays, can you get it?"

Li Tongya nodded, flipped his hand, took out the pale cyan metal that Lao Dao had melted from the storage bag, and said respectfully:

"I wonder how much this thing is worth?"

Xiao Yuansi glanced at it, frowned, weighed it twice in his hand, and pondered:

"It should be blue-grained steel, a material in the gas refining period, such a piece is worth about twenty spirit stones."

Li Tongya and Li Xiangping glanced at each other, nodded, and took out the twenty-five spirit stones in the old Taoist storage bag, and handed them over to Xiao Yuansi together with the five spirit stones accumulated at home a few years ago, in exchange for this Jiangzhong Qingqi.

Lao Dao's storage bag is full of a zhang square, and it is also a zhang high, which is worth a yard, whether it is marching or storage, it is of great use, and the two of them are reluctant to sell.

The two of them took out the jade bottle that stored the evil qi in the fire and put it in the Jiangzhong Qingqi, and then took out the jade bud pill of the old way to show Xiao Yuansi, Xiao Yuansi just sniffed it and said with a smile:

"It's a good qi cultivation food, and it's worth seven or eight spirit stones."

The two thanked themselves and chatted with Xiao Yuansi for a while, and Xiao Yuansi said goodbye.

When Xiao Yuansi flew away, Li Tongya gently opened the jade bottle, looking at the clear qi in the river like the river water shining under the sun, the six rounds of fetal breath in his body were about to move, and he had the urge to swallow the aura of heaven and earth now.

Li Xiangping smiled lightly and said in a low voice:

"When the second brother breaks through the qi training, the qi training monster has also been settled, and you can also sacrifice the Fajian and try the qi."

Li Tongya also had irrepressible joy on his face, and took out the jade slip of "Jianghe One Qi Technique", and his spiritual sense slowly probed into it.

These techniques and exercises during the Qi training period are often extremely long, and it is feared that they will have to be piled up as a small mountain if they are replaced with wooden tablets, so the jade slips made of this warm jade are used, and the information can be read as long as the spiritual sense is probed into them.

It's just that this jade slip is light and fragile, and it is often only used to record exercises, convey messages, or use durable things such as spiritual silk fabrics.

After carefully reading this Fa-rectification, Li Tongya raised his head with a radiant look and said in a deep voice:

"After a few days of pranayama, I can retreat and break through the qi practice!"