The towns of the Li family held a funeral in white and hemp, Li Xiyu followed the will and did not do it very big, but Li Jiman, the king of Shanyue, hurriedly returned and cried very sadly.

Whether this sadness is true or not, at least the meaning is there, Li Xiyu helped him up, this person has already practiced the sixth layer of Qi cultivation, it can be seen that he has been cultivating intentionally over the years.

It's just that for the Li family today, the Qi cultivation cultivators are no longer a key combat power, they are nothing more than helping to work at the middle level, there are a large number of monks fighting for each position in several spiritual mountains, and the Qi cultivation in the Jade Court Guard has reached double digits in the past two years, and his six-layer cultivation is nothing.

Li Xijun guarded in the mountains for two months, but when he saw the golden black in the sky, cloudless, he raised his arm, brushed his sleeves, and dusted off some smoke.

'The water on the lake is a thousand miles away... Where did the sand smoke come from......'

He paused, looked surprised, and sighed in his heart:

"Brother Ming has become!"

Li Xijun hurriedly went down, and sure enough, he saw that the golden light in the cave was bright, the rustling wind sounded, and a man in a robe stood with his armrest, his face was young, and the golden light and golden fire on his side shuttled repeatedly, stepping on the fire, and said with a smile:

"I have already cast the foundation of the Dao, practiced at the age of six, and have been practicing for twenty-seven years now, achieving the 'Huangyuan Pass'."

Li Ximing broke through the foundation half a month ago, and it took a while to stabilize his cultivation, and then he broke through, and Li Xijun in front of him calculated the time for a while, and said in surprise:

"That's... About three years, how difficult is it, but it comes naturally? How fast! ”

Li Ximing paused and thought:

"At first, it was the most difficult, and I struggled to condense it, although there was a great hope of cultivation, and it would take five years anyway."

"But just a few months ago, I suddenly hallucinated many golden light illusions, and the immortal base in my body spontaneously condensed, dozens of times faster than my hard work, and soon condensed... I don't know what it is. ”

Li Xijun listened to the golden light, and suddenly remembered the [Seeing Yang Ring], and thoughtfully, Li Ximing had already proudly introduced:

"This immortal base is called 'Huangyuan Pass', grabbing the light of the sky, catching the flames, stepping on the light and dust, driving away evil spirits and destroying disasters, giving birth to all things, and the night is ten... Ahem. ”

He was proud for a moment, and said that he had slipped his mouth, and then he explained seriously:

"There are two great wonders, one is to be able to [seize the light of the sky], take the light of the sky to cast spells, and can beat most of the magic light."

He pinched his fingers, and the magic light in his hand really became golden and bright, as if he had cultivated some special spell, dazzling, Li Xijun cultivated the pupil technique, and did not dodge, he looked straight and nodded, Li Ximing said:

"Second, it is called [Minghuang Yangguan], which can summon a Minghuang Pass to suppress the enemy, and as the cultivation becomes more and more profound, this pass will grow higher and higher......"

He smiled and continued:

"As for the technique of controlling fire, the combination of yin and yang, and stepping on the light and dust, they are all small paths, and they are not worth mentioning!"

After all, "Golden Palace Huang Yuan Jue" is a four-grade exercise, and the immortal base cultivated is very powerful, and it has been greatly improved in all aspects, although there is no exclusive exercise cheats to practice, it is also a step higher than the three-grade exercise.

He was very proud, and he didn't even notice the white yarn in the mountains for a while, until he saw Li Xijun's face with a sad face, and then he changed color in hindsight.

"This..."

He was stunned, and Li Xijun in front of him sighed:

"Please also mourn on the Seventh Brother's Day."

Li Ximing shook his sleeves and suddenly realized:

"Oh!"

Li Ximing's voice choked up in an instant, the joy in his heart vanished, he stood in the air for a few breaths, and replied:

"When? Can my father be buried? ”

He asked a few words stupidly, and began to cry, and as Li Xijun stepped into the air and landed in the mountains, Li Ximing said:

"Eighth brother... I just want to put it aside and wait for Tsukiki to see him again. ”

Since the Xiao family came back and had a big fight, Li Ximing never saw his father again, Li Yuanping's heart was full of disappointment, and he didn't take the initiative to see him, Li Ximing was very afraid, and he dragged on day by day not to face his father's face, and he never thought that it would drag on for many years, and his father dragged him to death and couldn't see him.

Walking in the cemetery at the moment, looking at a gray stele, Li Ximing's face was full of tears, trembling from head to toe, cold sweat, and he couldn't stop for a moment.

walked all the way to Li Yuanping's stele, the inscription was brand-new, and some life achievements were engraved on it, Li Ximing knelt softly, and Li Xijun on the side retreated silently, wanting to leave him his own time, but he never thought that Li Ximing groaned:

“… Don't go..."

He had to stand silently, Li Ximing in front of him seemed to be confused and scared more than sad, and fell softly in front of this stele, kneeling for a long time, until the bright moon rose and the rain fell from the sky, he was terrified.

Li Ximing hurriedly jumped up, looked around, flew up in the wind as if he was fleeing, stumbled back to the cave, tripped over the threshold twice in a row, and fell in front of the stone table.

On this table was a wad of small letters, all of which he had placed outside the secret room during his retreat, and he grabbed one of them in a daze:

"When will Ximing leave the customs, there are thirteen kinds of pills at home, and the number must be arranged, if there is a gap, please come and see me."

The handwriting is very heavy, it looks thoughtful, and the signature is my father Li Yuanping, about half a year ago, I took out another one, and it was written:

"If Xi Ming is out of the customs, please come to see me."

This one is more recent, only about three months, Li Ximing read them one by one, there are a total of fifteen of these letters, one is more concise than the other, and one is more urgent than the other.

The last letter was half a month ago, Li Yuanping finally stopped calling him Li Ximing, his father's handwriting was no longer regular, crooked, and wrote:

"Come quickly."

Li Ximing's heart was full of confusion and stunned before, and there was not much grief up, until now there was an overwhelming sting pain in his heart, he threw away the letter like lightning, gasped twice, and said:

"Daddy... Father... I was wrong... Daddy..."

There was a thunderstorm in his mind, everything in front of him spun rapidly, stirring his whole mind to be extremely painful, Li Ximing's fingers and toes were trembling, and the world was silent.

"Plop."

Li Ximing slowly regained consciousness, and found that he was lying on the table, stretched out his hands, took these letters and communications into his arms, and threw himself into the air, rustling all over the stationery, and the last one was still hanging on his cuffs, and the four small characters made him unbearable to look at.

Li Ximing was only stunned for a moment, and the foundation building made him wake up quickly, his face was pale, and he stood in place sluggishly.

He never dared to see his father, but only dared to wait for his father to call him back.

Li Yuanping was stubborn and endured until the end, but in the afterglow of his father's life, from the order of making excuses to the euphemistic invitation, from the request to the last breath of mourning, Li Ximing never heard a word.

Li Ximing's mind was like a mess of paste, and today, he finally realized it - those things he didn't dare to face, and he never had a chance to face them again for the rest of his life.

(End of chapter)