Kong Tingyun stood in the air, and the townspeople at the foot of the mountain were bustling, and they all looked up at her, not very afraid, she looked around and asked:

"Your family is not big, but the people are prosperous, and there are many fetal breath and miscellaneous qi cultivators."

Li Xijun nodded in response, and Kong Tingyun reminded:

"The number of people and monks is not as good as possible, it still needs to be controlled."

Kong Tingyun was also kind and very tactful, Li Xijun also nodded and replied, and said softly:

"Thank you seniors for reminding me, my family is already screening spiritual tricks, and ordinary talents are rare to enter my door."

The two were talking, and the middle-aged man from Xuanyuemen had already finished his survey, and he came back in a flat tone:

"Lord Yufeng, the fire veins here are auspicious, and they can be drawn out of the leylines, and they will get a flat fire in the ground, and they can refine the alchemy, and the qi extraction will be slower."

"It's by the lake, after all, so it's not bad"

The middle-aged man stepped back, Kong Tingyun praised it, and asked:

"If there is no problem, then draw out this vein of fire."

"Seniors can arrange it."

Li Xijun bowed, Kong Tingyun tilted his head slightly, the middle-aged man had to be ordered, and he got busy, and his brother Li Xiyun stepped forward to ask a few words, bowed to Kong Tingyun, and retreated to contact the middle-aged man.

Li Xijun couldn't let Kong Tingyun wait, and politely led him to Qingdu Mountain, Kong Tingyun sat down and asked:

"I heard that the nobles have a Lei Xiu, and they are still sisters, so I don't know if I can see them."

"Senior, Aunt Qinghong has broken through the retreat to build a foundation."

Kong Tingyun whispered softly:

"It's a pity, in recent years, several thunder methods have appeared, and there is also a thunder cultivation in the family, and my Xuanyue has also heard of it."

She paused and smiled:

"I made a bet with a few of my fellow disciples that the Li family's Lei Xiu should be the first to build the foundation, and now it seems that he is nine out of ten."

Li Xijun paid attention, didn't dare to say more to her, and listened silently, but Kong Tingyun talked very happily:

"That Qingchi Buzi should be a whim, the fate has arrived, in the past few years, he has been going around in the East China Sea, and he rarely comes back, and the East Fire Cave Heaven is all in charge of the Golden Feather Sect."

"Qingchi Dongtian should not be able to stand it, saying that he wants to come down a monk in the late stage of the Purple Mansion, call him Sui Guan Zhenren, and suppress the sect."

Li Xijun nodded when he listened, his heart was slightly shocked, his face was very comfortable, and he asked:

"In the late Purple Mansion... Shangzong is really profound. ”

"Of course it's deep."

Kong Tingyun pursed her lips and said in a low voice:

"Qingchi Thirty-six Peaks have two or three monks who have successfully built the foundation every ten years, and there have been four Purple Mansions that have not been surnamed late in the past five hundred years, although most of the Qingchi Cave Heaven is only the size of a county, but among them, there are more heaven and earth creation, guess how many Purple Mansions are there?"

"It's amazing."

Li Xijun praised impartially, bowed his head and said nothing, Kong Tingyun leaned on the seat to play with the gold beads, and after waiting for a while, the Wutu Mountains shook, and Kong Tingyun said:

"The fire veins have already begun to be triggered, my senior brother will stay in the nobles to take care of the veins for a year and a half, and take care of them for three years, Li Yuanjiao looks like he won't be able to get out of the customs for a while and a half, so I won't wait any longer."

She stretched out her jade hand and said:

"Can you give me back my [Jade Plain] now?"

Only then did Li Xijun know the name of this array, took it out, reluctantly handed it into Kong Tingyun's hands, and said respectfully:

"Can I rent this plate from my predecessor?"

Seeing the look of hope in his eyes, Kong Tingyun smiled lightly and replied:

"It's difficult, there is a life in the sect, I will go to the East China Sea, and my whereabouts are uncertain... Besides, when I get to the island, I also need to defend myself against the enemy, and I can't lend it. ”

Kong Tingyun put away the array, and Li Xijun confessed and sent it out of the Li family's territory, and then came back in the cold wind.

There is a large open space on the top of Wutu Mountain, and many pale red lines are engraved on the smooth ground, and a large mouth in the middle is belching out thick smoke.

Li Ximing on the side was holding a jade gourd, and as soon as the black smoke rose, it was included in it, and the middle-aged man standing on the side of the big pit was pinching the magic trick to control the formation.

This Xuanyue Sect man had a dead face, looking at the fire in his hand with his own care, Li Xijun fell to his feet, he moved his expression slightly, and said hoarsely:

"In the Lower Xuanyue Kong Lonely Falcon, I have seen Taoist friends."

"Qingdu Li Xijun."

Li Xijun replied kindly, and Kong Gufalcon nodded and continued to control the fire vein.

Li Ximing on the side also has the ability to control fire, and he is itchy to see it, but it is not easy to expose, so he can't bear to make a move, Li Xijun looked at it for a while, but he didn't find any way, and his brother Li Xiyu had already come up.

He has good facial features, a tall figure, a head taller than his younger brother, always with a dignified and serious look, and said in a low voice:

"Jun'er, that monk is leaving!"

He is more than ten years older than his brothers, close to the age of being a father, Li Yuanyun does not care about the family, he has always been brought up, so he calls him a nickname.

After all, Li Qinghong listened to the monk's advice, she went to Tianlei Peak on the front foot, and Li Xijun sent someone to treat the monk to death, and now after hearing the news, she hurriedly said:

"Can you stop it?"

Li Xiyu said helplessly:

"Stop it, stop it, the monk refuses to follow."

Li Xijun pulled his brother out on the wind, and sure enough, he saw a ball of golden light on the lake, and several monks of the Li family were surrounding him.

Xu Gongming bore the brunt of the attack, holding a pair of halberds in his hand and wearing half a mask on his face to cover the magic injuries he suffered in the demonic calamity.

Behind him are two rookies - An Siming and An Siwei, one with a gun and the other with a sword, both of whom practice qi cultivation and protect the left and right wings.

An Partridge didn't succeed much, but he gave birth to a good son, although these two brothers were not as talented as An Jingming back then, they were also twenty-five or sixteen Qi training characters, they were very sensible, and they have always been low-key.

Monk Kongheng was surrounded by everyone in the middle, squinting at those thin eyes, holding the Zen staff with white and tender hands, and said softly, Li Xijun's eyes were extremely strong, and he could see that what he said was:

"Why did you stop the little monk?"

Li Xijun sighed secretly and said:

"It appeared a little early, and I didn't move around for a few years, and it's hard to explain the past."

So with a thought, this head pulled the corner of his brother's clothes, and said in a low voice:

"Trouble brother, let them disperse first and lead Kongheng to Qingdu Mountain."

Li Xiyu was stunned, only then did he find that Li Xijun beside him had practiced the fifth layer of qi, he was happy and surprised, and obeyed the order, while Li Xijun rode back to the mountain.

found a small forest on Qingdu Mountain, and set out a few stone benches and stone tables, and Li Xijun silently brewed tea.

Kong Heng's temperament has long been figured out by the Li family over the years, Li Xijun is not afraid that he will not come, and after waiting for a while, Kong Heng really followed the wind and fell down the mountain.

The monk was slightly stunned at first, looked at him in disbelief, recited two long, unknown honorific titles, and said:

"Xiaoyou's cultivation is improving rapidly."

"It's just luck."

Li Xijun responded, Kong Heng and he had only met a few times many years ago, and it was still within the understandable range, Kong Heng quickly changed the topic back and said politely:

"The little monk wants to go out, and I ask the Taoist friends to let me go."

Li Xijun had already grasped his character, stared straight into his eyes, and said solemnly:

"The mage is cultivating the Dharma of the Buddha Sect, I only ask the mage one sentence, but I went to the Heavenly Thunder Peak!"

Kong Heng was stunned for two breaths, nodded with a wry smile, and Li Xijun said kindly:

"My ancestors are breaking through the foundation there, and it was the mage's suggestion, and now they are going quietly and rashly, if you can't give a reason, I can't let people go."

Kong Heng sighed in a low voice, and had no choice but to say:

"The little monk cultivates the ancient method, the opportunity to break through is there, and I hope that the Taoist friends will be fulfilled, since the Taoist friends believe in me as a person, please let me go, I will only practice at the foot of Tianlei Peak."

Li Xijun looked at Kong Heng's sincere eyes, gritted his teeth and said:

"It's not that I don't want to become a mage, it's really that it's hard to distinguish between truth and falsehood in this pretext, and Xi Jun can't gamble."

The words were already pressed on the sword, and he said again:

"Do you have to go?"

Kong Heng's slender eyes stared at him, and he nodded:

"Not bad."

His voice fell, and the [Qingniu River Array] on Qingdu Mountain was launched, rising nine blue lights, intertwined, Li Xijun also drew his sword, the sword light pointed directly at the empty balance, and said in a low voice:

"The mage has extinguished this thought, so stop it!"

Kong Heng's body also rose with golden light, the bell in his hand rang, his face sank like water, resisting Li Xijun's sword light, and replied:

"If the little monk has a deceitful word, he will tell me to cultivate to the end!"

Li Xijun swung his sword and slashed, throwing out several sword qi as white as frost, which were blocked by his Zen staff one by one, and a huge patterned green bull had already lit up behind Kong Heng, and his two hooves were in the air, and he was about to step on his back.

In the formation, Kong Heng couldn't even ride the wind away, so he could only draw his staff and turn around to resist, and was kicked back a few steps, losing a move, and becoming more passive.

Li Xijun had already pinched the trick to cast a spell, and a cold light was released in his hand, and a few silky white normal lines flowed out, wrapped around Kong Heng's body, and said again:

"Does the mage have other intentions?! My family doesn't want to provoke the Buddha, if I can say it, I won't kill the mage, and let the mage go north! ”

He drank these words, and a little white brilliance appeared in his eyes, and he looked carefully at the change in Kongheng's complexion, and saw that his frozen face was pale and pale, and the green cow had already hit in front of him, but he still gritted his teeth and said:

"Kongheng is full of sincerity, never deceive!"

"Bang!"

As soon as the words fell, the spells, green bulls, and sword qi in front of him all dispersed, and Kong Heng stumbled, Li Xijun hurriedly helped him up and said in a low voice:

"Xi Jun doesn't dare to be gullible, and I hope that the mage can be considerate... The wrath of the Maha in the family is so miserable that there can't be a second time..."

Kong Heng didn't react for a while, he looked at him blankly, and Li Xijun said:

"Please also ask the mage to wait outside the formation, I will call the senior Wushao to send the mage over!"

Kong Heng was overjoyed, and even the expression on his face couldn't be maintained for a while under the repeated impact, and he said again and again:

"Thank you for your success! Thank you for your success! ”

The opportunity for a breakthrough was lost, and the moment of life and death suddenly turned into a breakthrough that was imminent, even if this monk had cultivated his heart for many years, he couldn't restrain himself for a while, and he said:

"After that, if the nobles ask for it, the empty balance will do it himself! If Brother Xijun has a request, Kong Heng will never give up! ”

Kongheng is very transparent, this time he really owes Li Xijun a favor, leaving a sentence of "rest assured!" "This head happily rode out of the wind.

Then he disappeared, and the young man in black slowly walked out of the shadows, and Li Xijun said softly:

"Trouble the seniors to take a trip, look at him... If there is any abnormality, there are also people in the Yuan family who are watching and talking to them first. ”

"Okay."

Li Wushao glanced at him with some palpitations, and also went out in the wind, leaving Li Xijun alone, his face changed several times, and he threw the sword in his hand on the branch, with a low expression.

"Tuk!"

The sword was stuck in the pine wood, still buzzing, Li Xijun rubbed his eyebrows:

"If something happens... I can't redeem my death! ”

Li Xijun has always been very accurate in looking at people, so among the people in the Li family, he is the one who trusts Kong Heng the most and has the most good impression of Kong Heng.

This monk's thoughts were transparent, and his eyes were full of gratitude before leaving.

"If Kongheng really matches his words and deeds, you can trust him a little more in the future......"

said so, now that Kong Heng has really gone, the pressure has stayed on Li Xijun, he is obviously sure, but his cheeks are sweating because the stakes are too heavy.

He summoned a man and said wearily:

"Hasn't the ancestor been out of the customs yet?"

Li Yuanjiao's retreat this time is the healing of the Eight Classics, not an ordinary retreat cultivation, otherwise he would have called him out as early as when Kong Tingyun came, instead of not daring to disturb and restraining his hands and feet like now.

Looking at the henchman who came up and shook his head, Li Xijun let out a long breath and said secretly:

"If so... If he harms his aunt, it will be difficult for Jun to atone for this sin even if he kills himself. ”

He didn't dare to think about it, he just sat on the stone bench in the forest in a daze, and after a few breaths, he saw Li Ximing hurriedly riding the wind and hurriedly said:

"What's going on! How did you open a big array! ”

Li Xijun opened his mouth, but he didn't open his mouth after all, Li Ximing was even more indecisive, if he told him about this, it would just add one more person to worry about and mess up.

At the moment, he only sighed:

"Nothing... Nothing... You cultivate well, and I'll take care of the rest. ”

……

It is rare to have heavy snow in Yishan City, and the snowflakes are overwhelming, Li Xuanfeng is dressed in gold armor, holding a longbow in his hand, and stands quietly on the city wall.

He had cultivated for decades before he had completed the cultivation of the [Clear Eyes Spirit Pupil], his eyes were full of light, sweeping in the heavy snow, he just stood quietly on the city wall, and the monsters outside the city retreated many distances, trembling.

Li Xuanfeng's reputation in Yue is not very big, but in this southern Xinjiang, it is like thunder, [Jin Genggang string] bow and arrow, not dead is also seriously injured, and the number of demon generals killed has already been two.

Li Xuanfeng only watched intently, and did not move, the years did not leave many traces on his face, but they raged in his mind and thoughts, and now he can no longer see the wild posture from the surface.

Li Xuanfeng stood for a moment, a clear light came from the north, and landed beside him, it was a woman, dressed in a Xuanwen feather robe, with a waist like a plain, tied with white yarn, her eyebrows and eyes were a little melancholy, and she said in a low voice:

"Husband..."

(End of chapter)