The clouds on Wutu Peak were covered with mist, the sunlight shuttled in the pale white clouds, and the black-clothed young man slowly exhaled, and the spirit and aura poured into his lips and teeth like clouds, scrambling, quite strange.

"Whew..."

On the big bluestone on the side sat a woman, handsome, wearing jade armor, with a gun on her lap, holding a light-colored jade slip in her jade hand like a tender onion, reading it with some distraction, and the corners of the jade slip were finely engraved with a few small characters.

Feather Gun

The woman gestured silently in her hand, and the young man on the side let out a long breath, spit out white clouds, and as soon as his eyes opened, the morning glow on the horizon was slowly rising, and his face was full of worry:

"The ancestor has also been gone for a few days, and he has not heard any news at all."

Li Qinghong, who was on the side, put down the jade slip in his hand, picked up the spear on his lap, stepped down from the bluestone, and said in a muffled voice:

"Why don't you let me go out and look for him!"

"No!"

Li Yuanjiao shook his head, hurriedly got up to stop it, and said solemnly:

"When the ancestor left home, he specially ordered me to take good care of you, so I called you to come to Wutu Mountain to guard it personally, just to prevent you from going out alone to find ......"

Li Qinghong turned his hand and put away the jade slip, shook his head a little depressedly, and replied:

"If that's the case, who can calm down? I have read the marksmanship that this ancestor got from the Xiao family over and over again, and I can't help but worry about him old man, you can take a look at the sky from time to time while you are practicing, and there is no improvement. ”

Li Yuanjiao shook his head and took out a warm jade from his arms, the warm jade was dim, and there were faint cracks, Li Qinghong leaned over to look at it, opened his mouth, and did not speak.

After the Li family became a family, Li Tongya specially looked for someone to create this thing, and originally wanted to use things such as soul wood soul lamps to show blessings and blessings, but he was jumped by the cost, and he could only choose the cheapest life jade.

As long as this life jade is recuperated for a break after the blood is dropped, it can show the life and death of the monk who dripped blood, and the cost is already expensive, and it requires at least qi cultivation, so only a few qi cultivators of the Xuanzi generation and Li Tongya have built it.

This thing should have been in the ancestral hall, Li Xuanling and Li Xuanxuan took it to Fang City, Li Xuanfeng's life jade has lost its effectiveness because it has not been warmed for too long, and Li Tongya is left in the family, Li Yuanjiao specially took it out and took a look at it from time to time.

Now seeing that this life jade is bleak, the brother and sister glanced at each other, and they both saw the worry in each other's eyes, Li Qinghong sighed, his willow eyebrows were bent, and he said softly:

"In the past, there was a father and a father on the head, and the heart was always steady, but now I want you and me to support the family, and at a glance the road ahead is dim, the sect is sinister, and the day and night are timid, which makes people secretly frightened."

"Not bad!"

Li Yuanjiao felt the deepest among the sons, Li Tongya personally entrusted the Li family into his hands, when he took the jade box, he only felt extremely heavy, and he couldn't breathe, and now he thought about it, and said in a low voice:

"The effect of the Qi Swallowing Spirit Urn is very good, I have now practiced the fourth layer of Qi, and I may be able to build a foundation in twenty years......

Li Qinghong had just broken through the third layer of Qi training, and when he heard this, he was a little envious, and replied:

"It's worthy of the foundation building level of Qi Qi, it's really good, back then, your cultivation speed was not as fast as mine, but now you are surpassing me!"

The two were chatting, and there was a person under him, with some similarity to Chen Donghe between his eyebrows and eyes, he looked about twenty years old, but he already had a fourth-layer cultivation, it was Li Qiuyang's apprentice Chen Mufeng, who was now transferred back from the Fang City and was working beside Li Yuanjiao.

"Childe, miss."

Chen Mufeng saluted respectfully and said:

"Prince Yuanping is invited, saying that there is news!"

"What!"

The brother and sister were overjoyed, looked at each other, and didn't care about what to say, and hurriedly drove to Lijing Town.

Wutu Mountain is not far from Lijing Town, Li Yuanjiao's [Qi Devouring Spirit] has the effect of stirring clouds and mist, and Li Qinghong's [Sky Danger Sparrow] also has the effect of blessing the flight speed, and it flies faster than ordinary Qi refining cultivators, the two of them landed in the courtyard one after the other, Li Yuanping had already waited for a long time, and hurriedly greeted him:

"Brother! Sister Hong! I've already got news from my ancestor! ”

Li Yuanping didn't wait for the two to ask, and hurriedly told the news he had received, Li Yuanjiao was overjoyed at first, and said repeatedly:

"Good! Good! ”

Secretly thought for a while, and then wondered:

"Is this news likely to be true?"

"About 70% ......"

Li Yuanping also knew that there were many doubts, and replied:

"Before the ancestor left, he felt that it was a life of nine deaths, and it was difficult to save his life, who knew that this news was so shocking...... I don't want to build a foundation, and it's still a little credible to change it to a purple mansion..."

"Sword Slash Maha Reincarnation ......"

Li Yuanjiao smiled bitterly and replied:

"If you think about it, you know that it is impossible, how much is the difference between Maha and Zhuji? What's more, Maha played with the number of lives, and he wanted to die on purpose...... I'm afraid I'm in a hurry to give birth! ”

Li Yuanjiao was bitter and made a little joke, Li Qinghong admired his eldest father to the extreme, but he believed the news for eight points, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile, and said softly:

"It should be that Maha has suffered a loss, since the matter has been settled, and Wen Yu has not been broken, I can wait quietly for the ancestor to return."

"That's the ......"

Li Yuanping nodded, looked at the warm jade that Li Yuanjiao showed, and slowly put his mind at ease, several people talked in a low voice, Li Qinghong said:

"Now that the ancestor has gained his prestige, I am afraid that it will slowly spread in a few days, and the so-called "Sword Immortal Family" will be hyped again, and the families on the lake and around will come to congratulate and send some small gifts..."

Having said that, there was no joy on Li Qinghong's face, the willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and the two brothers Li Yuanjiao also looked at each other, Li Yuanping nodded and said:

"The ancestor has not returned, and there will inevitably be some trouble under the fame... I can only accept these congratulatory gifts first, and adapt to the situation! ”

"It's a small thing."

Li Yuanjiao rubbed the scaly Jiaopanying on his waist and replied:

"I'm more afraid of something... The ancestor beheaded the reincarnation of Maha, and I don't know how many Buddhas I will offend! ”

As soon as these words came out, both of them nodded, with a look of horror, obviously they had already thought of it, Li Yuanping sighed, and said in a muffled voice:

"It won't be long before the entire Jiangnan and Jiangbei rivers will resound the prestige of the ancestors, how many sword cultivators along the river, how many small temples are cultivated, and some are troublesome!"

Li Yuanjiao looked at his younger siblings, stabilized his position first, and said loudly:

"Fortunately, the ancestor is fine, so wait for a while."

Several people were chatting, but they saw a person falling from the sky, dressed in a gray robe, with a solemn and solemn face, between the eyebrows and eyes, but full of mourning, with a little wet marks on the sleeves, and covered with dust.

"Father!"

"Head of the house!"

This person is Li Xuanxuan, who is sitting in Fang City, and now that the wind is falling, the three juniors hurriedly bowed, but Li Xuanxuan waved his hand, took out a few jade fragments from his sleeve, and mourned:

"Xuanling, dead!"

Li Xuanxuan's words sounded in the ears of the three of them like thunder, Li Yuanping and Li Yuanjiao were both pale, while Li Qinghong raised his head in a daze, his face was pale for a while, staring at the broken jade in Li Xuanxuan's hand, and muttered:

"Dead?!"

Her face turned pale as if she had lost blood, Li Xuanling was her biological father, and now that she heard the news, how could she not break her heart, she just sat down softly, hiding her face and saying nothing.

(End of chapter)