"Command?"

The five eyes were trembling with pity, and then they saw the voice of the head and said coldly:

"So bold..."

Five-eyed kowtowed in pity, and said in horror:

"Xiao Xiu understands! Minor repairs understand! The immortal industry of adults is vast, and the fate is natural, and the small cultivation fate has gone astray, and only the turn of life can glimpse the face of the adult! ”

"Now that I have seen my lord, I have climbed the dignity when I ascended my life... Xiao Xiu understands that everyone on top is here together... Seeing Xianrong, he also wants to die violently here... Now there is only a heart of respect! ”

Five-eyed replied in a mournful voice:

"There are all kinds of dust, and all the karma created is willing to be compensated with their bodies, and they are burned by all kinds of karma, and they are only willing to get rid of a pure body, and they are invited to the immortal dignity, and they are a child in the immortal cave and a small official in the law realm......"

His voice was full of sorrow, and his eyes were full of tears, and Lu Jiangxian couldn't help but sigh when he saw it:

'It is worthy of the mercy of the Buddha! A good tongue! ’

His voice was soft, echoing in the air, ignoring the words of pity in his eyes, and said coldly:

"The deity has fallen into the world, but you have many hands and feet...... If you leave traces in the future, why don't you have to burn yourself in all kinds of karmic fires......"

Five-eyed pity understood that the key was coming, and he only wanted to take out his heart and reveal it, and said in horror:

"Shangxian... Shangxian... There are still some means for minor repairs! It must be done properly! Never let the immortals worry for half a minute, if there is chaos, they will suffer the most painful and deep, and they will never be able to be reborn! ”

There was never a bright light falling from above, straight into his mind, and the voice of the white-clothed immortal above was ethereal, and he replied:

"Today's oath should be in you."

The brilliance in Lu Jiangxian's hand flowed, the bright and positive flickered, the pity of the five eyes in front of him drifted away like smoke, dissipated, and the moon-white hall slowly disappeared, returning to the deep sky.

The memory of the five-eyed pity flowed through, and Lu Jiangxian looked at it carefully.

This five-eyed pity is commonly known as Xiao, the first is a small cultivation in the northern Tiefu country, and the practice is demonic skills, at that time under the rule of Emperor Zhaowu's father Qi Yan, these five-eyed mercy is still the retinue of the Helian family.

"This father Qi Yan is an enlightened king, ruling the three realms of immortals, demons, and liberation, and they are each prosperous, and they all have a place."

At that time, the five eyes broke through the foundation, and the memory was dim, the sky was full of red blood, the wood and stone on the road wept, and everyone was panicked.

Wumu hid underground for three months, and when he came out, he learned that Emperor Zhaowu's father Qi Yan collapsed in Yuncheng County, and the prince's father Qi Dangle ascended the throne, welcoming the statue of Qidao into Beijing, and Wumu was repeatedly hunted down because of his identity as a demon cultivator, and almost lost his life.

He hurriedly threw away the Dao system and transferred to the Buddha Sect, never thinking that his temperament was exactly in line with this Dao, and he stepped into the position of mercy step by step.

This person cherishes his life the most, even if he becomes a mage and has many means of reincarnation, he rarely leaves the north, and only does whatever he wants on one acre and three points of land in his Wumu Temple, seven hundred years of memory, four hundred years of enjoyment.

Finally, on a whim, I planned to go to the south, but I didn't know that I arrived in Xu Kingdom, Jiangbei, and happened to meet Duanmu Kui, who came to Jiangbei to find things and had seen immortals.

Seeing that he was only in the late stage of building the foundation, Wumu was pitiful again, laughed three times, and never wanted to be beaten into meat by Duanmu Kui's book, so the merciful body was wasted, and he never crossed the river again.

"Seven hundred years of practice..."

Most of the five eyes are in the memory of the interpretation method, but after 700 years of practice, the exercises of demon cultivation and immortal cultivation have been consulted in detail, and the exercises of demon cultivation needless to say, the immortal cultivation is all ancient methods.

He skimmed it, these exercises at the time of the alternation of Liang and Zhao, the magic skills and the immortal methods were not very clear, and the exercises of the Purple Mansion Jindan Dao were naturally attached to all kinds of methods of swallowing and participating in the same ginseng.

"No wonder the five-eyed pity also classifies the Purple Mansion Jindan Dao as a demon cultivator..."

He quickly changed direction and checked carefully, and in the memory of the five eyes, there were still three visions of the fall of a true monarch like Emperor Zhaowu, let alone suspicious...

"The other three are concentrated in the two hundred years between 700 years ago and 500 years ago..."

Lu Jiangxian silently wrote it down, and used the back hand left in the five-eyed pity soul to secretly observe the scene in the void.

…………

The five-eyed pity woke up from the void in a trance, and the magic trick in his hand was only half pinched, as if it was only a breath in the past, and he only felt like a world away, the golden light in front of him was shining, and the lotus flower fell.

He was shocked for a moment, feeling the scorching mana looming in the depths of his soul, and understood that everything was not an illusion, and his heart suddenly felt bottomless.

"How?"

The red-skinned and blue-eyed pity on the side asked, but his tone was very sarcastic:

"Lord Gomu woke up suddenly, presumably because he was affected by the number of orders, and he had some good chance! Tell me about it? ”

Although the crowd was motionless, each holding a magic weapon, like a pile of dense statues, the five-eyed pity understood that he had already fallen into the eyes of the cultivators, and they were all looking at him.

What makes him even more frightened is the emptiness of the Maha [Shalu] behind him, although he is sinking in the void at this moment, he transforms into a thousand-eyed body to watch Xu Guo, but there is a lot of movement, and this Maha must seem that his situation is more difficult.

He was in danger, and the small bronze sword in his hand pretended to be panicked and put away, and sure enough, when he saw the pity of his bare skin and blue eyes, he laughed and said sarcastically:

"Yuan is your arhat dead!"

As soon as these words came out, he secretly applauded in his heart, and sure enough, he saw that the peeping gaze retreated by more than half, and he moved away boringly, and his five eyes were pitiful and only said coldly:

"Chiluo, what does it have to do with you?"

This Chi Luo's pitiful dojo is close to his Wumu Temple, and he has never dealt with it, not to mention that there were many disputes in the early years, and the five eyes hated it for a long time, and for the first time he felt that this guy was somewhat useful, and he did a good job of his expression, and sure enough, he saw Chi Luo and said with a smile:

"Your Arhat died in Jiangnan, right?"

Without waiting for him to answer, Chi Luo only said pitifully:

"Duanmu Kui died early! I'm afraid to the point where I can... It's considered to have lost all the empty face, and there is such a waste as you under Lord [Shalu]? If I had been there at that time, I would have beaten this brute to the point of bleeding. ”

'Not good! ’

He screamed bitterly in his heart, and sure enough, as soon as he mentioned [Shalu], an eye slowly came from behind him, staring directly at the two of them, and his voice was like a ghost:

"Hugh be noisy! There are guests coming. ”

Five-eyed pity paused in his heart, and said secretly:

"In the end, the means of the immortals are high, my life is in the hands of Maha, and something is planted in the soul, and he doesn't know anything... Sure enough, it is at least a means of Jindan level! ”

He was thinking about it, but a hundred golden rays rose in front of him, a lotus platform flew up out of thin air, and a child of five or six years old sat on it, carved in pink and jade, delicate and lovely, and there was a golden temple suspended behind him, and incense and smoke flowed out like a waterfall, soft and beautiful.

Immediately below, there is a minor repair announcement:

"Welcome to the Lotus Temple [Great Compassion, Kindness, Happiness and Lotus World] Violet Lotus Maha!"

"[Kindness and Happiness] is here..."

A thought flashed through the hearts of the people, and they saw the child's voice drifting, and cried out:

"Shalu! The Tuoba family is here! ”

……

White Country Valley.

Li Xizhi practiced for half a year, the wind and waves were calm, and gradually there was snow in winter, the mountains and forests were white, and the scenery was different from the south of the Yangtze River, which was very reassuring.

Stationed for a long time, it coincided with the continuous changes of heaven and earth, and there was a glow flowing, Li Xizhi's savings were already thick, swallowed the pill, and naturally broke through the late stage of foundation building.

The two people who came with him: Yu Yuwei of Panqi Peak and Quan Yi of Lianhe Peak, have gradually settled down now, Yu Yuwei's two disciples have arrived, and Quan Yi, who was cowering at the beginning, also practiced with peace of mind.

A few people talked in the courtyard from time to time, facing the white snow in the sky, the two juniors served in front, and everyone in the valley knelt down to listen, listening to it as if they were fascinated, drinking and talking about some small things, and there was really a sense of leisure.

Occasionally, several checkpoints on the edge of the valley under the jurisdiction of everyone sent people to come, and the Zhuji monks stationed there came to report, but there was no major incident, only a few demon cultivators rushed over.

"Brother Xizhi!"

The middle-aged man Quan Yi is now called a brother, although he is slightly older, he does not dare to hold up.

"It's a good snow!"

In half a year, Li Xizhi is also familiar with this Quan Yi, this person grew up in the sect since he was a child, he is not scheming, he has no wife and no children, and only an old mother is in the peak.

He has no Taoist thoughts, and he doesn't have any partners, the rare thing is to build a successful foundation, and he just wants to protect his mother in his old age, and now that he has been recruited, he is naturally reluctant, but fortunately, he has become acquainted with him for most of the year, and he has a little smile.

Yu Yuwei sat aside, took a sip of wine, and sighed:

"Xizhi... That elder of your family is really powerful... Slash Murong Wu..."

Li Xizhi laughed, he was really happy when he got the news, Quan Yi also asked questions, and it slowly faded in the past few months, only this Yu Yuwei always remembered, always had to talk about it, and often had a sense of memory.

Li Xizhi nodded slightly, still thinking about his family on the other side of the mountain, staring at the snow quietly, and after a while, he saw a black light galloping from the south and stopping outside the formation.

"Huh?"

Li Xizhi stood up, and Yu Yuwei, who was there with the old god, also became serious, and suddenly heard the shouting from outside the formation:

"Three sons! The third son? The black shoots are here! Send something over! ”

"Li Wushao..."

Li Xizhi was a little surprised, Li Wushao was personally surrendered by his father Li Yuanjiao, he naturally had seen this demon snake, and even in the name of the patriarchal law, he was Li Wushao's master.

Recognizing it at a glance, he flew to the front of the formation and asked softly:

"How's it going at home? How did you send you? ”

Li Wushao shook off the flying snow on his body, revealing his black clothes that had not changed for ten thousand years, and replied:

"Third son, I just resisted a wave of demon cultivation when I closed it, and it was no big deal, but Lord Qinghong received the magic weapon and recast it and asked his subordinates to send it."

Li Xizhi nodded, and looked carefully, it was indeed Li Wushao, checked a few tokens, and then came out, Li Wuzi stared at him twice, envy appeared on his gloomy face, and said:

"The third son's cultivation has surpassed me! I really envy me. ”

Li Xizhi looked at it with his spiritual sense, and it was indeed Li Wushao, so he led him into the battle and replied:

"Although you practice slowly, you live a long life, and each has its own benefits... Hugh wants to say who envy whom. ”

Li Xizhi confessed to the people in the courtyard and took Li Wuzi back to the room, and Li Wuzi took out a folding fan from his sleeve.

I saw that this fan was blue, showing a large arc circle, the twelve umbrella bones were clean and neat, exuding a faint brilliance, which seemed to be mixed with some kind of glow light, and a little colored light appeared on the fan body.

Li Xizhi smiled a little, took it in his hand, and carefully experienced it, Li Wuzi replied:

"This is Lord Qinghong who killed the people of the Helian family and snatched it, originally there were only six fan bones, it was a magic weapon, the whole body was refined with soul and blood, it was very exquisite, it could blow out a gray demonic wind, maybe there were other uses..."

"Later, I asked people to change it carefully, and I thought about bringing it to my son, so I removed these blood and souls, and made up for them with cold essence and dark iron, and the quality dropped slightly, but it was not bad."

"It was originally a big fan that could cover half a person, but now it has a fan bone and a thick fan surface, but the size of the chest... I searched and searched for only a few glowing treasures, and smelted them in. ”

Li Xizhi listened carefully, and replied very softly, 'yes', in his eyes, this magic weapon can only be regarded as ordinary in the foundation building, but it has a different meaning, so he smiled:

"Trouble the senior to tell my aunt, I'm worried about my aunt."

Li Wushao nodded and replied:

"Surely to... Childe can come up with a name, and I'll go back and reply. ”

Li Xizhi tried it slightly, in the end, it was not as good as the sword, but it also had unique advantages, and it was very convenient to use some spells of rejection, investigation, and capture, and said softly:

"It's called [Xiayu]."

Li Wushao nodded, and Li Xizhi quickly remembered something in his heart:

"When I broke through that year, Xiao'er picked a [Six Rainbow Mist] for me, and now it is still in the storage bag, so I just took it out, refined it day and night, and refined it into this fan."

As he pondered, Li Wushao quickly nodded, took a letter and handed it to him, and replied:

"Then the subordinate went back... I'm afraid that if I leave for too long, something will happen to the level, and I will have to settle the truth..."

Li Xizhi nodded naturally, sent it all the way, and flew outside the big array, Li Wushao's gloomy face hesitated, and replied:

"The old master is not alive... Wu Shao was supposed to stay by Childe's side, but he was not close to the assignment, so he asked Childe to take care. ”

This old snake is gloomy and gloomy on weekdays, and he scolds people unceremoniously, but in the past few decades, he has lived a life that the East China Sea can't compare to at all, and the kindness is remembered, Li Xizhi listened silently, nodded in response, and sent it all the way out of the valley.

He hung this [Xia You] spirit fan on his waist, flew all the way, read the letter, and also knew something about the affairs in Guanzhong, and fell back into the formation, Yu Yuwei only glanced at it, and said with a smile:

"Congratulations to Xi Zhi for winning the magic weapon."

Quan Yi glanced at it enviously, he just thought that of course the sword behind Li Xizhi must be a foundation building, and there is a feather coat, and the treasure fan is also a foundation building, congratulations two sentences, and sighed secretly:

'It's a pity that my whole family ancestor... I missed the opportunity, and it was a good time to be single and throw myself into the green pond early... Even if we occupy more territory and wait to be merged... My whole family can also compare the surnames of Yuan, Yu, and Ning, not to the point of being passed down from generation to generation...'

He was secretly thinking, but Li Xizhi and Yu Yuwei stood in horror, looking at the north together, only to see the gray mist rising, looming, floating in the air.

Quan Yi's face turned pale, and he said in horror:

"There's movement in the Tuoba family!"