Qingike Sect.

Qingfeng towers, the clouds and smoke are swirling, the law light is bright in the hall on the side, the Zhumen is high, the corridor of the compound road, the three eaves and four clusters, the fluttering cigarette swirls, a group of fairy gate weather.

A clear light galloped in, stopped in front of the steps, turned into a man with a gorgeous crown, went up in two steps, crossed the fairy threshold, flew into the hall, and the middle-aged man on the top was lifting a pen to paint.

The man's expression was a little anxious, but the middle-aged man blocked his words first, and pulled him over to see, but the painting was a high-crowned peach tree, and three snakes climbed on it, each with its own minions.

The one on the right is fat, the shape is bloated, but the tail is shiny, the one on the left is thin and weak, can be dotted with gold paint, the vermilion painted clouds, and the middle one is majestic and majestic, but quite old.

The middle-aged man smiled:

"Fellow Daoist of the Mountains, look at this painting... How is it? ”

The Huaguan man had no choice but to pause to look at the painting, glanced at it twice, and said softly:

"Sect Master Danqing's skill... Good... It's just that there is space under the tree, and adding a deep pool is more interesting. ”

"Hahaha!" Si Yuanli laughed loudly and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother is so knowledgeable." ”

The Huaguan man saluted him back and said in a low voice:

"My falcon has come back from the north, when the sky is bright in Mochizuki Lake, the purple flames of Wushan are monstrous, the colorful clouds are rolling, and there is a bright sun, I am afraid that it will affect in the future, at least it will cover the entire Mochizuki Lake."

"Wow!"

Si Yuanli raised his head suddenly, glanced at it with blazing eyes, shook his head and sighed:

"Harm! Li Ximing has fallen! ”

The Huaguan man frowned and said softly:

"According to my previous inference, his retreat period should have been twelve to fourteen years ago, but if he became a purple mansion now, the time was indeed too short."

"It's not too short!"

Si Yuanli shook his head and said:

"It will take about ten years to push the immortal base into the ascending sun, even if he uses the pills given by the Xiao family, and he has prepared a lot of treasure medicines himself, it will take five years! The Li family is not a family with deep roots, and he Li Ximing is not a dragon slayer. ”

"Manifesting supernatural powers is even more dangerous, it takes six years, I haven't discussed the Tao with him, I don't know how much understanding he has in Mingyang Dao, let's count him as taking the Mingfang Tianshi, hitting the luck, and passing this level."

"This is followed by ignorance, often for more than ten years!"

He sighed leisurely, polished away the cyan spirit ink, and replied:

"At this time, there was a vision, it must have fallen!"

Seeing that he added ink to the paper again and again, and drew the pool, the Huaguan man said softly:

"But the vision was so powerful that it was unusual."

"Because he took the Ming Fang Tianshi!"

Si Yuanli shook his head and replied:

"That's a Purple Mansion level treasure, after taking this thing, isn't the momentum huge? Tianshi is facing Huangguan, you may not have this condition near Tangtai, he himself is Wei Li, he repaired Mingyang, and took the treasures of Zifu, this vision is also a matter of course. ”

The Huaguan man frowned and said:

"Couldn't it be the Purple Mansion?"

Si Yuanli thought for a moment and replied:

"It was originally possible, he was Wei Li after all, and he was afraid that there was some method passed down in his family to prove Yang's unique advantages, so he dared to use the Ming Fang Heavenly Stone... But how could you not have thought of this? ”

"As long as he uses it, he doesn't need to care about him, he will be ignorant for decades, even if it does, what will happen? Before that, Li Zhouwei had already been solved... If he fights for energy, it is not bad to be able to become Mingyang Purple Mansion, and he is in the north, just blocking Shi Xiu... Pity... Now it's gone. ”

"But... I heard that he is weak, even if he passes the level of supernatural powers, how can he live endless illusions? After all, it was empty. ”

Huaguan man finally had nothing to say, and waited quietly beside him, Si Yuanli packed up the painting, handed it to him, and walked out.

When the platform was opened closely, there was indeed a small pond under the peach tree, and most of the snake on the left was covered by the edge of the pond, and it looked thinner and thinner.

Si Yuanli went out of the main peak, and flew all the way into another peak in the clouds, the attic on this peak was independent, as if suspended in the clouds and mist, and many jade talismans hung on it, swaying and clanging.

"Xizhi Daoyou!"

Si Yuanli stepped into the pavilion, and was bumping into Li Xizhi holding a jade slip reading, he already had a middle-aged appearance, still elegant and generous, and his nobility was undiminished, but the accumulated years of his career as a pavilion master obviously made him more elegant.

"I've seen the Sect Master!"

Li Xizhi hurriedly got up to greet him, Si Yuanli didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly helped him, his heart was unspeakably jealous.

"After so many years, I don't know how far his spells have gone!"

In the entire Qingchi Sect, the only person who can make him Si Yuanli jealous is the person in front of him...

In Si Yuanli's opinion, Li Xizhi's scheming is simply unfathomable, obviously a wizard of magic, but since he joined the sect at the age of more than ten years, he has no reputation in magic, I am afraid that even Yuan Tuan has been deceived by him!

"Even Tuoba Chongyuan chased and killed him back then, and the line of life and death was never exposed!"

It wasn't until the Battle of Jiaohai became famous that Si Yuanli knew that the person in front of him was the most powerful genius of the Li Jiaxi Yue Dynasty, and his talent in spells even surpassed Yu Muxian, who was known as a genius in spells back then!

"If it weren't for the fact that his wife was the Yang family... I must have a relationship and take it for my own use... That's it, it's not bad now! ”

His heart sank, but a look of worry appeared on his face, and he whispered:

"Xiji, something happened to Mochizuki Lake!"

Li Xizhi really frowned Si Yuanli spoke before and after, and his words were naturally not the same as before, mentioning Li Ximing euphemistically and movingly, knocking on the side.

Li Xizhi himself also knew a lot about the Purple Mansion, and when he heard Si Yuanli say this, his heart suddenly emptied, he slowly closed his eyes and breathed, and said in a low voice:

"What does the suzerain mean... My brother he... I'm afraid that the breakthrough has failed! ”

Si Yuanli nodded hesitantly and replied:

"Not necessarily... Maybe he will succeed in breaking through..."

Li Xizhi understood that he was polite, and stood quietly for a few breaths, and then said respectfully:

"Thank you for telling the sect master, but I don't entertain much."

Si Yuanli understood that he withdrew from the wind, Li Xizhi sent him away, and forced him to the pavilion, only then did he close his eyes and weep, the bright tears on the man's face flashed, and he only spit out five words:

'It's not easy to ...... tomorrow'

Li Xizhi squinted his eyes, stopped his tears with his mana, and while pulling out the letter from the case, he wrote in ink, and his heart gradually became cold:

'Since Ming'er has failed and fallen, the eldest father must be heartbroken... Xiyue is the only one in the family, everyone is thinking about my family's descendants, even if I fight for this body to cultivate for my life, I have to save Zhou Wei..."

……

The morning light brightened, the purple flames on Wushan Mountain soared into the sky, and the white gardenias rolled along the flames on the top of the mountain, and the pale golden sand and stone swirled.

Wushan was originally the main body of basalt, the soil is brown and red, now the brown soil in the whole mountain turns into black lacquer, the stone is cracked, all of them are turned into the color of the bright square, it has become the territory of Mingyang, the great array of spiritual wit changes suddenly, and the power is greatly reduced.

The spiritual sand on the soles of his feet rolled, the gardenias bloomed, Li Ximing became familiar with the body, the sea of qi and the sea of danxia were moved, and the juque court was bright, the snow had melted early, and the sky light had turned into a bright sun purple flame, flowing everywhere in the court.

"In the heart of the fire, the yang is bright and bright, the bright and brilliant powers are completed, the brilliance is more than nine feet, the purple flame is light, and the colorful clouds rise to annihilation......"

Li Xi couldn't understand it in the morning, but now at a glance, this fire naturally refers to the giant court located in the heart, and the Mingyang purple flame is stored in it, and the thoughts can be spewed out.

"Golden armor and golden clothes, all over the sky, the sun is in the east, and the earth is in the south, so you are too void, and the golden lotus is calcined..."

The morning light on the horizon is clear, but there is no golden armor and golden clothes, maybe because his supernatural powers have not appeared, he paused slightly, and his spiritual sense swept the sun of Wushan.

The Mingyang Purple Flame in the south was particularly violent, burning the stones on the ground to pieces, and sure enough, there were streams of red-black earth demons gushing out, but they were pressed by the purple flames and trapped in that small place.

"This is said to be the sun in the east, and the earth is in the south! I have achieved miraculous powers, and this mountain has benefited a lot... Then it became the treasure land of Mingyang, this evil qi is extraordinary, not only can it be alchemized and refined, but I am afraid it can also extract some Mingyang qi. ”

He sat for a few breaths, and it was so empty that two people came out of his side.

Li Ximing raised his head slightly, his eyes turned pale gold, the heavenly light at the center of his eyebrows flashed, and the gray light on these two people immediately faded, revealing their original appearance.

This man was of short stature, with two horns on his forehead, a gray cloth, set between his neck, and an ugly appearance, with two eyes almost stretched to the side of his face, and only half of his eyes could be seen in the front, with slender teeth, dark pupils, and a gray and long pen in his hand.

The other was a little taller, with a string of copper coins draped over his body, his face was wide and long, dragging all the way to his chest, the whole bridge of his nose divided his face into two petals, his eyes were pink, and he struggled to hold a large book.

The man with the horns stood still, and bowed his hand a little casually, and his voice was sharp and thin, and he said:

"I've seen Daoyou! In the lower netherworld, the Yin Si sent Wang Long, a good thing... Meddlesome! Daoist friends have obtained supernatural powers, and I sent them to congratulate them on behalf of Yin Sizhu, congratulations! I wish the Taoist friends not to enter life and death, the divine passage is completed, the five laws are perfected, the catastrophe is avoided, the fruit is ascended first, and the beginning and then come true...! ”

He congratulated in a shrill voice, four words, and when he finished congratulating, the long-faced man on the side echoed:

"Best wishes, best wishes!"

Wang Long then bent down to introduce, pointing to the long face:

"This is partner Zhang Gui."

"It turned out to be the envoy of Si Yin!"

No wonder it came so quickly, it turned out to be the person of Yin Si, Li Ximing returned the salute first, Wang Long's voice was high-pitched, and he asked with a smile:

"But 'Huangyuan Pass'?"

Zhang Gui on the side glanced at him, his long face was unwavering, and replied:

"Yes, the French style is simple, Wei Li's 'Heavenly Gate' of the year, Daoyou this way is not authentic, it is estimated that it is the practice of the side royal descendants of the northern garrison, it is much simpler, it is called 'Huangyuan Pass'."

"Good, good."

Wang Long's voice was extremely high-pitched, and he immediately picked it up, and then turned his head to ask him, and asked:

"What's your name?"

Li Ximing had just passed the boundless fantasy, and the name was really choked on the side of his mouth, and he almost couldn't say it, and only after a pause did he say quietly:

"The children of the Li family are bright, the sky is bright, and the sun and the moon are bright."

As soon as his words fell, the pen in Wang Long's hand flashed twice, and ink appeared, and the man with horns on his forehead pushed the long-faced man holding the thick book, and shouted:

"Did you find it?"

Zhang Gui still swallowed slowly, swept the pages, searched with his hands, checked all the way, and never squeaked, Wang Long was an anxious person, he didn't want to look at him, and muttered to Li Ximing:

"Tell me... A few Zhenjun-level characters, what are you fighting well? There was a leak in the sky, and several true monarchs went to watch it in person, which caused the heavens and the earth to be not quiet. ”

"Fellow Daoist, I came out here, and I heard that a piece of meat fell from the sky of Wu Kingdom, as big as a city, and it was eroded in the four realms, I don't know which one is dissatisfied, harm..."

He muttered back and forth, and his half-human, half-ghost face showed worry, and he whispered:

"Si Daoyou doesn't know if he can rush to Jindan, if not... This hundred years of gold can't be harvested again! ”

Li Ximing responded casually, not knowing the rules of the Yin Si people, and not speaking casually, Wang Long waited for a while and became more and more dissatisfied, turned his head and frowned, and said sharply to the long-faced Zhang Gui:

"Old man, what time is it! Drag it out, wait for those old things to know, and then talk about the neglect of the ghostly death, and hang you to eat! ”

Zhang Gui looked left and right, covered all the books, wrinkled his eyebrows, his face looked even uglier, and he replied slowly:

"I can't find him."

Wang Long was stunned, tightened his hands and lifted the book cover, pushed hard with both hands, let out a muffled snort, pushed the big book to the ground and folded it into several books in an instant, scattered all over the ground, he scolded:

"Can this also be wrong? You copied it in vain! ”

The two Yin Si sent seemed to be very critical to time, and they were scrambling to find it together, Li Ximing glanced at it, there were many volumes of this book, with different colors, and there was nothing in the spiritual sense.

"I'm afraid I can't hold this book with mana, and I can't use any spells on the book... I don't know if I can pinch it up with supernatural powers. ”

The two of them were busy bowing their heads and lying down, you take a copy, I hold a copy, and quickly flipped through and searched.

This book is a set of treasures, which cannot be explored by spiritual sense, and the sound of pages turning is everywhere for a while.

"Whoa..."

Li Ximing took the opportunity to lower his eyebrows to look, the cover of this book under his feet was purple and gold, and a few white ropes were worn, the most noble in so many volumes, and he was flipping by himself, turning to the last page in the purple flames of the waves, and the side of the page was writing:

"The envoys from the five parties of the two states of Jiaoyang have seen the list of supernatural powers of the Purple Mansion - Zhang Gui, the ghost of the Picket Record."

At the top of this page is a line of golden handwriting, using ancient seal characters in Yin, which Li Ximing can identify at a glance.

"On the third day of the middle month of the 697th year of the Yin Dynasty, the first person of Yangzhou Guli, the monk of the Qingchi Mountain Realm, and the official Xuan Zhenren Yang Tianya achieved supernatural powers."

And this golden handwriting is followed by another line of words:

"On the twenty-third day of the winter month of the six hundred and ninety-eighth year of the Yin Dynasty, a member of the Wuzhong tribe of Jiaozhou, a monk of the current Linhai County, Lin Wei, a real person in the future, achieved supernatural powers."

Li Ximing's heart suddenly shook.

He knows all the two people written on this page, Yang Tianya doesn't need to say it, then the real person of Hou Fei is the real person of the big elbow view today! When he broke through that year, his family was in the midst of the Xu Xiao Rebellion!

"Yang Tianya has achieved supernatural powers!"

"He achieved supernatural powers earlier than Hou Xuan!"

(End of chapter)