"In the spring of March, the Yu family hid in a treasure bead with a spell, that is, it was placed in the green black, which was dug up by the next people, and was dedicated to the son's cultivation.

Li Yuanyun has grown up a lot, his black hair has also been tied up, and he has the appearance of a teenager, he looked up at the half of the burnt wooden tablet, his eyes were sour, and he continued to write:

"There are many mourning voices among the people, and every family is vegetarian, so they know that the son of the Yu family is ruthless and vicious."

Li Jingtian was pregnant, leaning on the desk and squinting sleepily, Chen Donghe had already returned to the mountain to take care of his wife, and took two oranges to peel in the sunset, and the pale golden sunset fell on the middle-aged man's white robe, lighting up a few golden spots.

"Auntie, take a look."

Li Yuanyun presented the finished book, Li Jingtian took a look, and said softly:

"Yes."

Li Yuanyun took it again and checked it twice, then put down the pen, picked up the half of the burnt wooden tablet and looked at it, the words on it were scorched black, only scattered strokes remained, and he turned it over carefully, and there were still a few complete words left on the side, which was a sign-off.

“…… Gift to Brother Cloud"

Li Yuanyun was still looking at the wooden tablet in his hand, and Li Jingtian on the side took the orange handed over by Chen Donghe, and said in a low voice:

"Yun'er, in this situation, there is no one in charge of the family, do you have to go down the mountain to do something......"

Li Jingtian's words were straightforward, Li Yuanyun knew that Li Jingtian was asking him if he meant to be the head of the family, he shook his head and replied:

"My nephew doesn't have this idea, firstly, my nephew doesn't like to take care of things, and secondly, there is Brother Jiao, who has spiritual skills, and is more suitable than me."

"After all, mortals are too weak in front of immortal cultivators, if a mortal is allowed to take care of this cultivator who cultivates qi, I am afraid it will damage the majesty of my family."

Li Yuanyun talked about his concerns, and Li Jingtian nodded slightly and replied softly:

"Yes."

She looked at Li Yuanyun, who was reading with her head down, and continued:

"It's just that you're old, and if you stay in the mountains all year round, I'm afraid you don't have a favorite woman..."

Yan turned his head to look at Chen Donghe, who was obediently peeling oranges on the side, and asked:

"Is there an age-appropriate spirit under the mountain?"

Chen Donghe raised his head and thought about it, and replied gently:

"No, the young ones haven't grown yet."

Li Jingtian thought for a few breaths, but had to give up, leaning on the case and squinting her eyes sleepily, Li Yuanyun and Chen Donghe both quieted down, and for a while the sunset in the courtyard was golden, and only the sound of her even breathing remained.

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"The head of the house."

Li Xie Wen still had a white cloth tied to his forehead, arched his hand to Li Xuanxuan on the side, and said in a low voice:

"Yamagoe sent someone."

"Oh."

Li Xuanxuan raised his eyebrows, his face was still in his thirties, but his expression was quite tired, he looked a lot older, he thought for a while, and asked:

"What happened to the heirs who were left in the Li family?"

Li Xuanxuan and Li Xie Wen are old partners, although they have not run a family for a while, they are also familiar with the road, Li Xie Wen was prepared before going up the mountain, and said respectfully without thinking about it at the moment:

"All the sons are no more than three or five years old, and they can't see anything, and they study together in the school of the children of the clan."

"I see, let people come up."

Li Xie Wen withdrew in response, and Li Xuanxuan sat back in his position, polished the ink, and spread out the rune paper to draw the rune.

Li Xuanxuan is now dealing with affairs on the mountain, and he has to go up and down the mountain for a while, and he has to pass through the Riyi Xuanguang Array, which is a lot of trouble, he finished drawing the talisman in front of him, and waited for a pillar of incense before Li Xie Wen led people into the small courtyard.

The second talisman in Li Xuanxuan's hand had not yet been drawn, and the bright red pen was outlined on the pale yellow talisman paper, the messenger did not dare to make a sound, knelt on the ground and waited tremblingly for a moment, Li Xuanxuan lifted the pen, breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded with satisfaction.

Li Xuanxuan's success rate in drawing talismans is now 23 out of ten, and now he has succeeded twice in a row, which is rare, and he secretly thought:

"Since I broke through the Qi practice and cultivated the "Cave Spring Clarity Technique", this exercise is quite compatible with the talisman, and it has become more and more convenient to draw the talisman!"

Only then did he raise his head to look at the messenger, and seeing that he was dressed in white and covered with a layer of linen, Li Xuanxuan said in a low voice:

"Why did the messenger come?"

"When the king of Shanyue heard that Gongzi Xiu had been killed, he was very sad, so he asked his subordinates to bring tribute and sacrifice 360 slaves for the burial of Gongzi......"

Now that Shanyue has become a vassal, the envoy no longer dares to call Mo Li the king of my family, but calls him the king of Shanyue, and also claims to be a vassal, and his posture is low, Li Xuanxuan frowned after hearing this, and said in a deep voice:

"My family doesn't want to be martyred, and the slave will be sent back."

"Yes."

The messenger touched his head, kowtowed his head busily, and knelt on the ground, Li Xuanxuan raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and asked:

"What else?"

The messenger was sweating profusely, and his white garment was attached to his body, and his rough bronzed skin was wet, and he replied:

"The king of Shanyue has sorted out the affairs of the country these days, and the people's livelihood has settled down, but he feels that there is no son and half a daughter around him to serve, and he is lonely and lonely, and the four sons and one daughter are still in the east, so he thinks...... I thought... Take a son back ......."

The messenger knelt down and trembled, but Li Xuanxuan didn't say a word, stared at him quietly, and said secretly:

"You shouldn't have noticed the problem with that exercise, but I was just thinking about whether I could take these protons back for one or two cultivations."

Li Xuanxuan raised his head and said in a low voice:

"Then take the princess back."

The envoy below froze slightly, where did Moli care about his daughter, he only wanted to bring back a few men, but he didn't dare to say more, he got up as if he had been pardoned, and said in a loud voice:

"Thank you, King!"

"Hmm."

Li Xuanxuan responded, the man hurriedly retreated, and Li Xie Wen stepped forward and handed over a piece of cloth.

"Several spiritual objects offered by Dongshanyue are recorded together, and most of them are fetal level things."

Li Xuanxuan took it and looked at it, estimated two breaths in his heart, sneered, and said in a low voice:

"Zero and zero always seem to be a lot, and they will not add up to more than three spirit stones, and judging from the news we have discovered, it will not be easy for Moli."

Li Xie Wen nodded at the bottom, and Li Xuanxuan took out a piece of rune paper again, sketched it with a vermilion pen, and said secretly:

"He won't be able to find out the sequelae of this exercise for a while, and when he marries his wife for more than ten years, he will definitely find out that something is wrong, and then he will be anxious to find his son."

Li Xuanxuan's eyes appeared in front of him again, holding a sledgehammer and thundering, he was a little worried in his heart, and pondered:

"If the middle father fails to break through, then besiege and kill this person, "Purple Thunder Secret Yuan Gong" is a profound technique after all, although this person swallows miscellaneous gas, but it should not be underestimated, after all, Shanyue has a population of hundreds of thousands, and it can be a scourge at a critical moment."

(End of chapter)