Li Xizhi casually dealt with the large and small people in the market, and took the time to go to the courtyard, where the eldest father Li Xuanxuan was holding a talisman pen, stained with some spiritual ink, and carefully outlined.

The old man has been painting talismans for more than 70 years, and he can draw them with his eyes closed, his gray eyebrows are raised, he looks at Li Xizhi, he sketches steadily in his hand, and says with a smile in his mouth:

"Zhi'er is here."

Li Xizhi responded respectfully, Li Xuanxuan's hand moved, and a talisman had already emerged, it was the [Guiyuan Shield] in the late stage of Qi training, snow-white and crystalline, Li Xuanxuan looked at him with a rather curious appearance, and said with a smile:

"It's just a big road, and it can't be compared with the talismans in your sect."

Li Xizhi glanced at it twice and said softly:

"It's really a lot worse, the eldest father's talisman technique already has a high attainment, but there is no superior inheritance, and it is abandoned on this kind of talisman."

"The threshold for the art of talisman is low, and there are more deserted cultivators like me."

Li Xuanxuan smiled and waved his hand, took out [Ding Liao Feng] from the storage bag, handed the golden magic weapon into his hand, and instructed:

"This [Dingqiao Feng] has Situ Mo's name recorded on it, as well as the mark of the boring golden gate, we don't dare to take it and use it, I hope to find a family in the Fang City, and return to the furnace for us to change it, repair it, and use it."

He twisted his beard and said in a pale voice:

"I took advantage of the time to go out, who knew that there were few rare refiners in the market who could cultivate and reform, for fear of offending the Golden Gate, so they drove me out, and the only one who was willing to take over opened a sky-high price! Look at this... Alas! ”

Li Xizhi understood, took the magic weapon, and said with a smile:

"Leave it to my grandson, although I can't act recklessly and get some oil and water in this city, I can use my power and power to open a convenient door, this matter is difficult to deal with at home, but it is very simple for me."

Li Xuanxuan nodded again and again, and said with emotion:

"A few years ago, I had a discussion with your father Ji, if you can stay at home, it is most suitable to govern the family... It's a pity that I went to the sect, and only you were suitable to go at that time, if it was a few years later..."

Li Xizhi shook his head, and Li Xuanxuan changed again:

"But in the end, you are also the best candidate to enter the sect, Ximing is ruthless, if his temperament enters the sect, I am afraid it will be terrible! Xi Jun is too sharp, Xi Yu is too serious, you are the only one who can commit to the circle and show patience......"

"I heard that you married the Yang family, but you are considerate? Bring it back when you have time to show Aung ......"

Li Xuanxuan was old and muttered when he spoke, and after listening to Li Xizhi with a smile, he said softly:

"Father, wait a minute, I'll go and ask someone to reforge the magic weapon."

Li Xuanxuan waved his hand to let him out, and the backyard creaked twice, Li Xijun stepped in, his complexion looked much better, and he said with some doubts:

"Uncle... I still have to make time to go home early, I am naturally safe in this city, but I am afraid that Situ Mo will not be able to harm us, so I will go to Qingdu Mountain, my aunt is alone, I am afraid that it is not his opponent. ”

"Yes."

Li Xuanxuan suddenly felt reasonable, stopped the talisman in his hand, and replied:

"When Jiao'er comes out, I can go home together, and the magic weapon will be sent by Xizhi."

……

Li Xizhi walked out of the courtyard, and the two old men came forward very attentively, and he asked softly:

"Who is the best at refining weapons in this city?"

An old man stepped forward and sneered:

"There's a Sword Gate monk here... Good at crafting magic weapons, just... He is also a disciple of the Xianmen, he has been closed for a long time, and his temperament is not very kind, I dare not invite, I am afraid that I will have to visit the adult..."

"[Wanyu Sword Gate]... It's okay, take me there. ”

Li Xizhi nodded suddenly, and as the two stepped forward, they rode the rainbow up, and the two followed behind, looking at the rainbow light under his feet with admiration and awe, one of them said with mana:

"This master is really a good life, he was born in the Qingdu lineage, and became a disciple of Qingchi, the master is the foundation of the Yuan family of Fulin, and the father is the ancestor of the Li family, three generations of the foundation... I was born on top of you and me..."

The other old man nodded secretly and replied with mana:

"Who's to say it isn't... Presumably, this adult's background in the sect is also countable... Don't touch the oil and water of the city... Maybe I can't look at it at all! ”

Li Xizhi couldn't listen to the conversation between the two, and when he stepped into the courtyard, he saw a young man sitting straddling the ground, looking at a drawing, and glancing at him with drooping eyelids.

"In the Lower Wanyu Sword Gate, Cheng Jinzhu, I don't know which peak of Qingchi is here?"

The relationship between Wanyu Sword Sect and Qingchi Sect is not good, but it is rude for this person to straddle and squint like this, seeing that he is so arrogant, Li Xizhi secretly feels that this matter is difficult to handle, and said softly:

"Qingsui Peak Li Xizhi."

"What Qingsui Peak? Haven't heard of it...! ”

Cheng Jinzhu replied lightly, suddenly frowned, his posture was more correct, and he said suspiciously:

"You, the Li clan, are you not the [Fuchen Peak] Li clan? Aoho... But the green spike of the sword fairy? ”

"It's Mochizuki Lake, Qingdu Lee."

Li Xizhi's voice fell, and Cheng Jinzhu immediately jumped up from the ground, his face changed greatly, and his smile became enthusiastic, and he said ashamedly:

"Disrespectful and disrespectful... When I saw that Daoist friends looked so young, I thought it was the descendant of the Demon Gate... It turned out to be a child of the Sword Immortal family! I'm really sorry! ”

Cheng Jinzhu can be called the Demon Gate of Qingchi Sect generously, but Li Xizhi didn't dare to admit it, and he could only bow his head silently when he hadn't heard of it, and said modestly:

"The remnants of the ancestors are not worth mentioning."

Cheng Jinzhu's attitude was completely different, and he pulled him over and said heartily:

"What is not worth mentioning! When the sword intent of Yueque appeared, the [Wanyu Sword Book] in my sect was also moved, and the name of the sword was [Qingqi], and the sword intent was [Yueque], ethereal and changing, and at a glance it was the right way! ”

"I don't like to call it the fairy peak of the Demon Gate, but whenever I talk about sword immortals, I use the name of the sword."

His face was sad:

"It's a pity that something happened in southern Xinjiang! It's a shame. ”

Cheng Jinzhu took Li Xizhi's hand and said softly:

"Your family was born in Qingchi, otherwise my Sword Sect should have been the closest to your family, and my sect has been fighting everywhere over the years, and the state is really not good, barely self-preservation, otherwise I will definitely take your children to start cultivating..."

He said softly:

"Angry Maha, although my parents have never participated in the dirty things of the Buddha's cultivation, they have also made an exception to secretly save people in the void, and there are some unexpected effects, but unfortunately it didn't work out in the end..."

Cheng Jinzhu seemed to hold back his anger, and poured bitter water to talk about it, Li Xizhi listened carefully, and was slightly touched, Cheng Jinzhu realized it later, and said with a smile:

"Come on, come on, Taoist friends learn from their families, quickly compete with me with a sword!"

Li Xizhi understood that he was afraid that he would pretend to be the Li family to earn him, so he pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword to accumulate strength, and said very calmly:

"Okay, I'll only use one sword."

"After all, I will only have this sword ...... the "Moon Que Sword Codex"?

Li Xizhi muttered in his heart, and Cheng Jinzhu in front of him suddenly turned positive, drew his sword and came out, the sword aura was bright, flowing endlessly, and he was ready to fight.

Wan Yu's swordsmanship has been inherited for a long time, Cheng Jinzhu picked up the sword, observed Li Xizhi's movements, and saw the sword on his waist jump up, hooking a huge sword arc, rushing towards him.

"When..."

The sword in his hand shook and fell, the sword arc in front of him had disappeared, Cheng Jinzhu withdrew a few steps, thoughtful, Li Xizhi was empty:

"Such a fast sword, although he is in the late stage of Qi cultivation, he can easily dissolve my family's swordsmanship like this, which shows his strength."

Cheng Jinzhu touched his chin and said softly:

"The nobleman's sword technique is very interesting."

He was itching in his heart, thinking about letting Li Xizhi have a few more swords, but Li Xizhi didn't want to delay any longer, and only asked:

"I got a magic weapon from the hand of the boring golden gate, and asked Taoist friends to recast it for me, so that I can use it for my family."

"Boring the Golden Gate."

Cheng Jinzhu responded, and said naturally:

"Naturally, it's no problem, but the foundation building artifact?"

Li Xizhi handed over [Ding Lifeng], Cheng Jinzhu took a look at it, and praised:

"Ingenuity, good baby."

He looked familiar, and only asked:

"To forge a sword? What kind of true element to control? ”

Li Xizhi said:

"Pine wind, frost and snow."

Cheng Jinzhu glanced at it, nodded and replied:

"What kind of cold jade and cold stone do you have there, just bring it, I'll reforge it for you, about... It's going to take about two or three years! The material of this golden mangs is excellent, and it is overkill to make it look like it is today, and it is also easy to build a foundation when it is changed to a sword. ”

Li Xizhi thanked him happily and hurriedly asked:

"I don't know how many spirit stones?"

Cheng Jinzhu stroked the [Dingqiao Feng] in his hand casually, and said very casually:

"Look at it, don't take advantage of you, there is only one request - after this magic weapon is cast, I must name it."

Li Xizhi didn't care about this, he only nodded and came down, and the two of them said a few words, said goodbye and left.

When he turned around and landed in the courtyard, the family was ready to leave, Li Xizhi saw his family for half a month, and suddenly felt reluctant, and hurriedly stepped forward and said to Li Yuanjiao:

"Is my father's wound healed? Why are you in such a hurry to leave? ”

Li Yuanjiao said softly:

"The injury has been stabilized, and this injury can not be cured in a day or two, but I still have to go home and retreat for three or five years."

He stroked his black clothes and said in a deep voice:

"There are a few things I want to ask you."

Li Xizhi responded, who would have thought that Li Yuanjiao said:

"Fight your brother."

"Huh?"

Li Xizhi looked at Li Xijun who was holding the sword in front of him, he was slightly stunned, and immediately understood, Li Yuanjiao really said:

"Let's see how much difference my family's lineage is between the disciples of the Qingchi Sect!"

Li Xizhi landed a little embarrassed, Li Xijun in front of him was dressed in white, and he had stayed at the sixth level of Qi cultivation for a long time, while Li Xizhi had just broken through and was dressed in brocade.

He thought for a while, put away the feather coat on his body, and then nodded to his younger brother.

"Brother, offended!"

Li Xijun stepped in the void, picked up the "Crossing the River Turbulent Step", strode forward, pressed the hilt of the sword with his hand, his expression was solemn, the white gas in his eyes moved, and flew towards Li Xizhi's side.

Li Xizhi held the scabbard of the sword, stood out of thin air, the colorful light under his feet, the waves were not alarmed, one side of the body had reached a few feet away, Li Xijun was suddenly suffocated, and secretly said:

'This method is too clever, and I can't think about closing the distance......

Immediately made a decision, drew his sword out, and brought out a mighty white sword arc, Li Xizhi did not bully him, he also drew his sword out, and greeted him with a sword arc of Yueque.

Li Xijun's sword is ordinary, but Li Xizhi is the flow of law light, dazzling, not a mortal thing at a glance, the two collided, making a roaring sound.

"Boom..."

The two collided in the air, smoke and dust rose everywhere, Li Xizhi scattered the wisps of sword qi that flew over with one sleeve, and finally had a hint of surprise, nodded and said:

"Good!"

Li Xizhi is older than him, has been practicing swords longer than him, and his own kendo talent is better than him, but he can practice many magic tricks in the sect, and the time spent on kendo is naturally far less than Li Xijun.

Li Xijun gained the upper hand with one move, and he had to force himself to get closer, and hit each other with sword qi, but Li Xizhi shook his head and smiled, pinching the trick in his hand, and a colorful light flowed.

【Floating Picking】

This colorful light was misty and ups and downs, coming and going like electricity, Li Xijun only felt that his hand was empty, and the sword in his hand had already reached Li Xizhi's hand.

"What kind of spell is this!"

Li Yuanjiao on the side originally only watched quietly, watching Li Xizhi take the sword in Li Xijun's hand with a "brush" sound, and suddenly changed color, and his heart was horrified.

'Sure enough, there is a method of restraint art! ’

The scattered cultivators can't cultivate spells, and the only ones that can compete with the immortal sect are swords, guns, and knives...... This kind of skill, the threshold is low and the upper limit is high, Li Yuanjiao has always suspected that the Qingchi Sect has a targeted method, and he suddenly sighed in his heart:

"If that's the case, where can you still win, a spell and even a sword have been taken away!"

Li Xijun was also caught off guard, but fortunately, he reacted quickly, and immediately put his fingers together, releasing [Tu Jun Kwai Light], and the white light gushed out, hitting Li Xizhi.

"Good spells."

Li Xizhi praised a sentence, and his backhand was also pinched, his middle finger and ring finger were bent into the palm of his hand, and the rest of them formed a tripod shape, and said sentence by sentence:

"In, I, heart, ding."

His voice fell, and the sunflower light was bundled into a white line, and it swam around smartly, falling into the palm of his hand, Li Xizhi turned it lightly, and hit it aside, and the white air swirled, freezing and shattering the bluestone on the ground.

Playing to the current appearance, Li Xijun could only sigh helplessly, Li Yuanjiao and Li Xuanxuan glanced at each other, and they were full of shock:

'Zhi'er is not a descendant of Qingchi, but "Morning Glow" is a complete and comprehensive number that Qingchi can be called... It's already strong! If you change the Chi family...'

Li Xizhi arched his hand towards his younger brother, looked at the silent appearance of the two elders, and said silently:

"Zhi'er is not weak in the sect..."

Li Yuanjiao sighed and asked:

"How many spells can the average child of Qingchi practice?"

Li Xizhi said respectfully:

"Three or four, if there are more, I'm afraid it will delay the foundation building."

Li Xizhi looked at his father, hesitated for a moment, and replied:

"The disciples in the sect are often fifty or sixty to build a foundation, not because of their talent, but because they are delayed in cultivating spells and waiting for the opportunity to break through.

"Why is that?"

Li Yuanjiao frowned slightly, and the eldest son replied:

"Once the monk casts the immortal foundation, there will be a lot of natural wonders, and if the spells to be learned can't be harmonized with it, it will be difficult to improve..."

"On the contrary, if you learn the spell early before the foundation is built, the spell will be affected by the immortal base after the foundation is built, and there may be many more more wonderful changes!"

"Therefore, the disciples in the sect are able to push as much as possible, and often some people get older, and in the end they cause many tragedies."

(End of chapter)