The grass and trees are verdant, the mountain fog is like a waterfall, the snow white eaves are flowing, the blue color is the bottom, the yellow two colors are embellished, the stone steps are translucent, and they are shrouded in a thin white mist.

"Click."

The cloth boots will break through the white gas, showing the lines of the stone steps below, and the man in the feather coat is tied with white silk on his forehead, and his bearing is already graceful, and the corners of his eyes are flowing with colorful light, which makes people sigh.

The young man beside him slowed him half a step, bowed slightly, spoke in a respectful tone, and said in a low voice:

"The peak master's Changtian Peak is inevitably empty, so it's better to ask someone to buy some things... It's good to decorate the façade..."

"No need."

Li Xizhi's long white silk tail fluttered in the wind, the clouds behind him were picturesque, the fairy peak was in the clouds, like a sword breaking through the sky, he tilted his head and said softly:

"Thank you for your kindness, but I don't need these things, there are very few Changtian Peak halls, and it looks quieter."

Si Tongyi obediently followed, and the two entered the hall together, and sat down on the throne in turn, and the young man arched his hand and said:

"It's just Lord Xuanfeng's reward, there was some dispute in the main hall, Chi Zhihu meant that his father and his son should be handed over to Li Yuanqin, and my lord said that Lord Xuanfeng had instructed him to give things to the Li family..."

"Oh?"

Li Xizhi bowed his head lightly and asked:

"What do you think?"

"What do you mean... It's better to put this matter aside first, since the spiritual objects can't be lightly divided, first exempt the Li family from worshipping, summon some disciples to the peak to practice, reward some magic weapons, and wait until Lord Zhiyun comes out of the customs before discussing. ”

"Oh."

Li Xizhi poured the tea and did not answer, Si Tongyi immediately took over and replied:

"There is no rush to a conclusion on this matter, and the adults will definitely fight for it."

"Thank you, then, sir!"

The first secret battle between the two parties has been staged in the main hall, Li Xizhi did not say much, and Si Tongyi changed the topic and said softly:

"Since the peak master has returned, the matter of accepting apprentices must also be prepared, all counties in Qingchi can take a walk, if there are suitable children under the mountain, as long as the talent is enough, they can be included in the peak."

Li Xizhi only nodded and sent Si Tongyi out, returned to the main hall, and put the letter in his sleeve on the case.

"Reward."

Li Xizhi didn't take this reward to heart, and most of it wouldn't have anything really useful, how could the Purple Mansion Mingyang Spirit Artifact that the Li family really planned hope for this?

Si Yuanli and Chi Ning have seen too much, Li Ximing built the foundation in the later period, practiced Mingyang oneness, and the Li family went to find the Mingyang spiritual object of Zifu again? Clearly want to break through the Purple Mansion! I'm afraid I can't even mention it.

"The conspiracy of this spirit must be kept secret... Now only a few seniors of Xuanyue Sect Kong Tingyun know..."

He sat in the hall for a while, and Yang Xiao'er came up from behind the hall and sat down beside him obediently.

She was born in the Yang family, so she didn't have to worry about anything, she naturally used up the sixty years before the foundation building, and now she is fifty-eight years old, and she is polishing and repairing to impact the foundation.

Although Yang Xiao'er is nearly sixty, the Yang family's cultivation elixir and food are unusual, looking at it is less than thirty, the husband and wife whispered a few words, and a person came in from outside the hall.

"Xizhi..."

This person's eyes were shining, magnificent, and the feather coat on his body was very noble, and he said to Li Xizhi, and then to Yang Xiao'er:

"Eleventh sister."

This person is Yang Ruizao of the Yang family, in the battle between the north and the south, he went out of the mountain with Li Xuanfeng in the first battle of Bian Yan Mountain, killed several demon cultivators, returned with serious injuries, and has been recuperating in the sect.

Li Xizhi chatted with him casually, and Yang Ruizao praised and regretted it, with a bit of sincerity, and sighed:

"It's a pity that I was seriously injured and didn't stay on the riverbank together, so I couldn't do my part..."

He changed his head and said:

"There was heavy snow on the peak last night, and the east wind blew and the west wind blew, and I don't know when the heavy snow will stop."

Li Xizhi bowed his head towards him and said:

"The snow scene on the peak is good, and there are no people under the peak, so naturally the longer the better."

Yang Ruizao smiled, quite approving, felt that this sentence was in line with his heart, and raised his glass to Li Xizhi, the two of them were silent, Li Xizhi said softly:

"I invited my uncle to come this time, but I need to inquire about something."

He took the letter directly from the case and handed it to Yang Ruizao.

Yang Ruizao took it and looked at it, and saw that it was a letter from the Li family, and was immediately overjoyed, only to feel that Yang Xiao'er and Li Xizhi were in love with his wife, and this move was regarded as his own family, and he secretly thought in his heart:

"Eleventh sister and him were originally married... It is very rare to be able to love like this. ”

After he finished reading the handwriting on the letter, his face suddenly became strange, and he paused for several breaths, and then smiled bitterly:

"Xizhi... You've got the right person... This He Daoren's real name is He Town, and as for his best friend in the sect..."

Yang Ruizao laughed twice and replied:

"The flood washed the Dragon King Temple, and that best friend is my ancestor!"

"This..."

Li Xizhi paused for a moment, put the jade cup in his hand on the table, and immediately replied kindly:

"This ancestor is... Tianya Ancestor? ”

"Exactly!"

More than 100 years ago, the wilderness on the riverbank was entrenched in the mountains, and Yang Tianya, the ancestor of the Yang family, led his troops to attack, passing through Wangyue Lake, and Li Mutian, the ancestor of the Li family, still has a relationship.

He has been in retreat for a hundred years, although there is no clear news, but according to the time, most of them have fallen, Li Xizhi calculated the time, this He Town is also the age of the end of his life, and he can really match it.

Yang Ruizao said warmly:

"He Daoren is a refiner, and he has some skills, and he has a reason for living here..."

"He has a Dao Foundation Building Magic Weapon [Nine Gate View] in his hand, but it is actually not his thing, but the magic weapon of the Golden Feather Sect Tianyi Zhenren."

The Yang family has been a family for many years, and even had a somewhat transcendent status hundreds of years ago, so naturally they know these things well, Yang Ruizao said:

"Tianyi Zhenren wants a Zifu spiritual weapon, but he has always had a bad temper, and he is dissatisfied with Yuanwu, Hengli and others, looking for it, and He Daoren took over the matter."

"He accepted He Town's nephew as an apprentice, and He Town spent the rest of his life refining [Nine Gate Views] for him, this magic weapon is particularly unique, requiring all kinds of Taoist systems scattered large and small, a total of forty-five, let the forty-five families go to cultivate, from generation to generation, He Town will be warmed for a hundred years with his own Dao foundation, so that he can refine this purple mansion embryo with the body of the foundation."

"No wonder!"

Li Xizhi finally solved his doubts, why the small families under the rule of He Daoren on the West Bank were scattered, everywhere, and they remained the same year after year, Jin Yu and Qingchi didn't pay attention to him, and no one collected the offerings...

"It turned out to be the handwriting of Tianyi Zhenren, he has never appeared for a hundred years, and he is practicing the embryo of the sacrificial instrument..."

Li Xizhi frowned and asked:

"Now this embryo..."

If this is the case, this He Dao person is indeed a troublesome matter, Li Xizhi just asked, never thought that Yang Ruizao smiled:

"Don't worry! It's been sent to the Golden Feather Sect a long time ago! ”

As soon as he heard this, the expected difficulties did not appear, Li Xizhi was secretly glad that he still had some luck, and thanked him:

"It turns out that there is such a relationship, which solves a lot of my doubts... Thank you, uncle! ”

"Say something to see!"

Yang Ruizao waved his hand and said with a smile:

"I also saw He Daoren in the year I was born, he hugged our brother, and later met several times, he is a gentle teacher who is very good at talking, you and I will go to the lake and talk to him in person!"

"He is a good gentleman, and now that time is running out, he will not refuse the kindness of the nobles..."

He smiled and replied:

"I can't take anything with me when I leave, and I make a big family for my nephew for no reason, it's a sure deal!"

Li Xizhi nodded gently, and the two talked freely in the hall, Yang Ruizao was a neat act, and said straightforwardly:

"I've always been very busy, it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, it's better to go to the lake and get this done first."

Yang Ruizao was obviously afraid that he would miss any major changes when the sect came out, so he wanted to hurry up and deal with this matter while it was still peaceful and there was no major conflict.

The sooner and as soon as the Moon Lake is unified, the better, Li Xizhi also thought so, both of them nodded, and before they could say a few words, someone from outside the hall came in to report, bowed down in the hall, and said respectfully:

"Lord Yufeng, Yuanwu Peak Fei Qingyi is here to visit!"

'Fei Qingyi broke through? ’

Li Xizhi tilted his head slightly, taking in Yang Ruizao's surprised look, obviously well-informed, he didn't know that this woman had broken through, Fei Qingyi was afraid that he would come to see him as soon as he got out.

Li Xizhi nodded, took a sip of tea, and said softly

"I have a distinguished guest coming to the door, and I am going to leave for the south at this moment, if she has a spare time, it is better to go together."

……

Lake Mochizuki, Mt. Qingdu.

The main hall on Qingdu Mountain was dimly lit, Li Qinghong was dressed in a simple white dress, Du Ruo's gun was placed on the shelf, the mana lamp was beating slightly, and the size of a white soybean was a little brighter.

Li Qinghong's cultivation has gradually reached perfection, and the Immortal Base Thunder Pool has been tempered for many years, and gradually has a taste of no progress, although there is still some effort to go completely out of nowhere, but it is not much worse.

"The way to break through the Thunder genus... I'm afraid it's rare now. ”

Li Qinghong was originally a seeker, and his talent was not low, but now that he has reached this point, he thinks about it silently.

"Except for that cave sky, only the North Sea and the South China Sea have the Purple Mansion Thunder Law on the bright side..."

The Xuanlei of the North Sea is quite prosperous, and there are several Thunder Dao systems, among which there may be Xiao Lei Dao systems, and most of the Miao families in the South China Sea are Xuanlei Dao Systems, and they are not able to get their hands on them.

She had met Shen Yanqing and Miao Quan in the East China Sea, and the two had mentioned [Xuanlei Heavenly Stone] in their words, and now that she thought about it in combination with the doubts before and after, it might be Xiao Lei's Purple Mansion Spirit Object.

Since Shen Yanqing has the [Xuanlei Heavenly Stone] in his hand, the Shen family may have the Xiao Lei Technique, but unfortunately it may not be the [Xuanlei Bo]. ’

Thinking about it, I'm afraid that the Dao of the Purple Mansion will be ethereal, and the only chance is in the cave of the [Celei Boyun Dharma Dao], and it will be swallowed by the dragon genus...

When she thought about this, she was relieved:

"It's good that it was swallowed by the dragon, otherwise it would have been a disaster."

You must know that the "Purple Fu Yuanguang Secret Method" in her hand is the [Celei Boyun Dao] Dao system, but it has been recognized by more than one person, whether it is Miao Quan or the Xi family... They all recognize this trick.

Since these people can recognize it, the real people of Ziyanmen have long seen it, and their own exercises are derived from Lingyanzi... Needless to say, Ling Yanzi thought he was pretending to be, I'm afraid he would have been recognized a long time ago!

"When I went to meet this person back then, there should have been a real person from Zifu standing aside and listening carefully, but this cave was given to the dragon genus, and Yuan Tuan and Yuan Chengdun were used as keys, and it was useless for Zifu Zhenren to take the two of me..."

Only then did she realize the dangerous situation over the years, and sighed in her heart:

"Let's take care of the family affairs first!"

When she opened her eyes, purple light flashed, and a small pocket screen of arm length appeared in her palm, which was dark all over, and it didn't look conspicuous, but the rich purple thunder flowed on it, which looked extraordinary.

It took Li Qinghong several months to finally finish practicing this magic weapon, and the name slowly appeared in his heart:

"[Chongmyeongdong Xuanping]."

As the time spent on the ritual became longer and longer, she slowly realized the uniqueness of this thing, and now her expression was solemn, and she specially drove the thunder to rise from the temple, and the night was bright, all the way to the side hall.

The hour was not early, Li Xijun was still practicing his sword, he had just broken through the sword yuan, there were too many things that could be digested and comprehended, and he was not willing to waste a moment, seeing Li Qinghong coming in, he put the sword back into the sheath, and said suspiciously:

"Auntie?"

"I've already refined that ancient magic weapon."

Li Qinghong replied neatly, and with a light throw, the [Chongming Cave Xuanping] had already fallen in the hall, emitting a burst of dark cyan streamer, gradually stretching, revealing its original form.

The edge of this heavy Ming Cave Xuan screen is made of dark and dull dark green gold stone, the pattern is simple, a total of eight sides, all glowing with a faint clear light, the aunt and nephew looked at it together, and saw the pictures on this screen light up one by one.

Chongming Cave Xuanping is a big hall painting, the whole is connected with each other, makes people dizzy, the eighth side of the hall outside the Xuanfeng green pine, quite fairy, the steps are several steps, up is the temple door, there is a person standing outside the door, make a listening sound.

The man was dressed in white, with a delicate face and a respectful face, and a sword at his waist, and a crescent-like jade hanging from the spike of the sword.

Entering the hall, there was a young man in green clothes sitting on the outermost, with ink boots on his feet, holding a book in his hand, sitting in an extremely casual posture, his face was blank, and he had no facial features.

In front of her was a woman in purple, standing upright, with a spiritual cover and a purple book on the case in front of her, her face was still blank, and even the four people behind her had no facial features.

Forward, there were two men in red clothes and one in white, the man in red was taller, slightly one step forward than the white clothes, the white clothes carried the sword, and the red clothes held the halberd.

Further on, under the first seat, there was a man in a gard robe, wearing a token around his waist, unremarkable, and nothing outstanding.

The person in front stood sideways next to the first seat, his face was blank, and the sword hung on his waist at will, Li Xijun's gaze crossed this person and landed on the first seat.

The only thing on the throne is a golden circle.

There are a total of seven people in the hall, only the person outside the hall has facial features, and the rest of the people have extremely fine textures of clothes and magic weapons, but their faces are blank, which is terrifying.

"I'm afraid it's the ...... of Chongming Palace"

He turned his head sideways to look at Li Qinghong, but saw that she was staring directly at the white-clothed person next to the side of the immortal seat, without saying a word, the hand holding the gun was slightly white, and the surging thunder flashed, surrounding her.

"Auntie?"

Li Xijun sensed that her state was wrong, and called twice in a row, and hurriedly blocked between her and the [Chongming Cave Xuanping], blocking her line of sight, facing those eyes.

Li Qinghong's gray-black eyes faintly reflected the stars in the sky, she seemed to fall into the sea of thunder, and said word by word:

"I think I've seen this person......"

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(End of chapter)