Chapter 1035

Li Zhouwei's words fell into Li Jianglong's ears, causing him to raise his head and reply:

"Thank you, Lord, for your appreciation. There is much chaos in the north and south. Being able to share the worries for the Father King, for Tingzhou, and for the Song Court is the good fortune of the junior..."

Li Jianglong's words made Yang Ruiyi smile and shake his head. He helped him up, looked at Li Zhouwei, and said sternly:

"The King of Wei is injured, so it is not convenient to disturb you, but the affairs of the Song Court are important. The Lord values the King of Wei and let me make this trip, so I specially discussed the matter of the Purple Jin Dian with the King of Wei... I am afraid that when the King of Wei is in seclusion to heal his injuries... the Imperial Order of the Court will arrive, and it will be disturbed again."

"The Emperor's deep consideration is something Tingzhou is grateful for."

Li Zhouwei replied casually. Seeing that Li Jianglong had been standing quietly on the side, he nodded and said:

"You go to the Imperial Capital... and it just so happens that you can also see your younger brother."

Li Jianglong raised his eyebrows and responded respectfully, without other words.

Since Yang Ruiyi did not intend to stay long, Sima Yuanli and the others naturally had to return to report their duties together, so they bid farewell together. Once the divine abilities left, the mountain immediately became quiet, with only the slight sound of the wind.

Li Zhouwei was still sitting by the table, thinking quietly. After waiting for a while, he saw his subordinate come up to report, saying that the old master had come up the mountain to see him.

"Please come up."

Li Xuanxuan usually wore that ink-blue robe, but now he had changed into white, draped in plain clothes on the outside, and hurriedly came up from the mountains. Seeing Li Zhouwei, he hesitated and asked:

"How is the True Person's injury?"

Whether it was Li Ximing or Li Zhouwei, Li Xuanxuan did not often call them by name. Most of the first sentences were calling them True Person. Li Zhouwei smiled and replied:

"It doesn't matter."

There were many casualties at Wangyue Lake, and Li Zhouwei had been slow to appear, causing people's hearts to be turbulent, and his injuries were extremely sensitive. At this time, only Li Xuanxuan could stand up and come up the mountain to ask. Hearing Li Zhouwei mention Yang Ruiyi's words with a solemn expression, he sat by the table and said in horror:

"Purple Jin Dian Holding the Mysterious..."

Everything in Yang Ruiyi's words was undoubtedly a heavy hammer, which would set off a stormy sea in the Yue State, overturn the existing order, and attract countless ambitious people... The old man listened to it completely and explained somewhat:

"If the Song Court really has the ability to confer titles on many people who Hold the Mysterious, and has divine blessings like Lianmin, I am afraid that ninety-nine percent of the figures will not be able to resist the temptation."

Li Zhouwei closed his eyes and said thoughtfully:

"Yang Ruiyi's meaning is quite obvious. The Purple Jin Dian is a settled matter. He gave me face, so he specially brought this matter to the mountain in advance."

The old man pondered and saw him say:

"If I press it down on the mountain and don't speak now, when I go into seclusion, there will be no one in the family to make decisions. Then if I give Jiangxia and Jianglong brothers an order of reward and summon them to Si Min, there will be no turning point in this matter at all. He is not afraid that my family's people won't go, but is afraid that it will be done too ugly."

Although Li Zhouwei did not live with his sons day and night, he knew what kind of character the golden eyes were. No matter how different their temperaments were, their nature was to love power and climb high to seek distance. The Purple Jin Dian was precious, so once this order was issued, Li Jiangxia and Li Jianglong would definitely go.

"He specially mentioned Jiangxia. If there is no change in the situation, sooner or later Jiangxia should also have a position."

His golden eyes moved slightly, and he replied:

"In this way, it will be easy to guard the lake."

Facing Li Zhouwei, Li Ximing often had times of silence, but the old man seemed to be even more at ease than that True Person Zhaojing Li Ximing, sighing:

"Minghuang... Wangyue Lake is too shallow to accommodate them... You alone are in it, and you are already unable to stretch your hands and feet, let alone squeeze in these brothers, and have such a father..."

"I understand."

Li Zhouwei's expression was as usual, and that hopeful disappointment had long since left him, revealing a bit of calmness:

"Whether it is Li Jianglong or Li Jiangxia, both have the heart of arbitrariness and hate being tied up. It is just that I have divine abilities and can suppress them, letting them restrain their friction as if they were in a prison."

He said quietly:

"Emperor Gong of Wei always had a good reputation, but he still couldn't avoid giving bracelets to his younger brother, or giving slaves. The descendants of Mingyang look at each other with mutual disgust. They cannot listen to their father harmoniously at the same time. The higher the status of the monarch and father, the more they have to distinguish between life and death among them."

"It's not obvious now, but when they become divine abilities, they won't be able to suppress it anymore, and it's inevitable that some things will happen. Now the matter of the Song Court may not be a bad thing--let them toss about."

The higher Li Zhouwei's cultivation is now, the more profound his understanding of Mingyang is. The old man was silenced by his words, but Li Zhouwei's expression was slightly gloomy:

"Especially Qian'er... he also hates these two younger brothers. If he didn't practice Li Fire, it would have been irreconcilable long ago. There is only one monarch and father in the world, and his descendants also try to make their father have only one son. If not so, it is not enough to replace the monarch and father. Golden eyes are clear, actually representing the same ambition."

"Replace it."

He put down the cup and said softly:

"I am also like this."

Li Xuanxuan listened and moved his lips several times, not speaking for a long time. He suddenly understood the intention of Li Zhouwei not wanting to let Li Jianglong and others enter the Li clan's generation back then. He pushed the cup anxiously and asked:

"Jiangqian... Jiangqian should be better!"

Li Zhouwei knew what the old man was saying and said quietly:

"He thinks he is unique, and I only have one true son, the rest are fake, otherwise... today would not be this appearance, but that root, that heart, cannot be erased."

The two were silent for a while, Li Zhouwei changed the subject and asked:

"How are the casualties at the lake?"

Li Xuanxuan sighed long:

"The injuries are tragic, fortunately it doesn't shake the roots."

The old man said in a low voice:

"This time is different from previous years. Most of the casualties are Taixi and mortal troops... The Buddhist practitioners and Zhao army in the north are more interested in people, either capturing them or killing them on the spot to take blood... Qi Refining only lost more than ten, miscellaneous Qi more than thirty, Zifu four... two of whom were people of the Song Court in the wilderness."

"The remaining two, one is a loose cultivator Zifu who was practicing at our lake, and has always been on the north bank. The other is more important, it is Chen Yang's own child, the direct eldest of the Chen clan, Chen Jinxi."

"The remaining seriously injured Qu Bushi, White Ape and others have all picked up their lives. Zhou Da can also walk, Ding Weijian and Ming Gong are slightly injured..."

Li Zhouwei raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked:

"Chen Jinxi..."

The prestige of the Chen clan is tied to Chen Yang alone. It was not easy to have a Chen Jinxi, and now that he is dead, it can be said that his strength is greatly damaged. But for Wangyue Lake, the lives of the direct descendants are all preserved, which is indeed a matter that cannot hurt the roots.

He nodded and said:

"The Chen clan still needs to be appeased. Jianglong is leaving the continent, and the family also needs a backbone. Does the old master have a candidate?"

Li Xuanxuan stroked his beard and pondered:

"Counting the days, Jiangzong will be out of seclusion soon, but the north bank is covered in blood, and the family chaos cannot be delayed... Let Ming Gong temporarily support the scene. Although Zhou Ming is reckless, Shouyu can handle things, and then let Chen Yang and Jiangxia assist."

In fact, even if Jiangzong is out of seclusion, he still has to ask Li Ming Gong for advice when facing this kind of scene, and the difference is not big. Li Zhouwei nodded in understanding and said in a low voice:

"I am injured and have no time to be distracted by family affairs. Please ask the old master to give them more guidance."

He closed his eyes slightly, and the mysterious Dao rhyme was still shuttling through his spiritual sense, as if faintly sensing somewhere in the Grand Void, further solidifying his cultivation.

So he raised his hand, turned his hand to take out a 【Mysterious Certain Heart Medicine】, put it into the pot, pointed his fingertips slightly, and ordered:

"Hair-growing three yang, slowly reaching spring light, heart-harmonizing medicine, spirit-nourishing spirit."

This pot of clear tea was immediately different. The hair-growing power of Mingyang fell down, condensed into pure white medicinal liquid in the pot, and Li Zhouwei put it into the old man's hand:

"This pot is condensed by Mingyang's hair-growing. It can heal limbs and regulate Qi and blood within a day. The old master should go down and share it with them, and let Sun Bai use it according to the injuries. If the medicinal power is surplus, use sexual intercourse to vent it. At most, it cannot exceed one mouthful, otherwise there is a danger of slipping and losing essence."

After this battle, especially the loss of Tai Xi and Chi Luo, and receiving feedback, Li Zhouwei's cultivation, which had been a step behind, finally took that step, surpassing Helian Wujiang and others, only below the Great True Person!

'Already comparable to some Zifu who have mediocre talent and have refined their cultivation all their lives, and even have the ability to follow their words with imagery! Back then, Uncle had to find Su Mian to treat Ding Weijian, but now I don't need to!'

He can manifest these divine objects with Mingyang colors one by one, but at most it cannot exceed one day, and with the growth of cultivation, not only the power of divine abilities has faintly risen, but the speed of healing and luck has also improved.

Besides, the speed of his cultivation of techniques has greatly improved, and he has faintly touched a higher threshold.

'If I go one step further, reaching the realm of crossing the Zifu, divine abilities at ease, or even the realm of Chi Buzi and Chang Xiaozi, every move is comparable to ordinary third or fourth-grade techniques. If I study carefully, I can even write a third-grade one myself. Only fifth or even sixth-grade techniques are worth practicing...'

Don't look at the third-grade techniques as not high in grade, this is clearly a watershed. The Zifu Golden Core Dao is born from nourishing Qi and nature. Both techniques and techniques have origins, and most of them are ancient traditions modified by later people. Some techniques are even used without modification... For modern cultivation, the foundation of cultivation itself is picking up people's wisdom, and following the steps to lower the threshold, how can one walk out of a new path? The writing of techniques is surprisingly difficult. Third-grade is already an extremely amazing achievement. Chi Buzi and Chang Xiaozi are all candidates for seeking gold!

Li Zhouwei made such an estimate, and his heart was sorted out:

'Only with the cultivation and understanding of Chi Buzi and Chang Xiaozi can one have the qualification to practice nourishing Qi and nature from childhood, and practicing ancient methods is eight or nine times out of ten not as successful as the Zifu Golden Core Dao.'

'It's a pity that 【Ming Zhang Sun and Moon】 requires breaking divine abilities and defeating demons and Buddhists, letting Mingxiang and General Gongsun Bei walk away... But it doesn't matter, there will always be a day when they can't walk.'

He pondered secretly, and with an order, Li Xuanxuan naturally put his injuries first, and did not stay, hurriedly going down the mountain. Li Zhouwei sent him all the way out and reminded:

"When I go into seclusion, place Jiangxia on the east bank. If there are envoys from the Song Court, let him decide for himself, no need to report to the clan."

The old man hurriedly went down, while Li Zhouwei operated his divine abilities slightly, his eyes suddenly brightened, his majestic magic power and divine abilities surged down, and the rolling black flames lit up together, suppressing the Xi Qi in his body one by one, so that strands of clear Qi emerged to repair the injuries.

In this battle, he also got an unexpected joy:

''Sui Qi' really has the effect of resolving 'Xi Qi', which helped me a lot... Perhaps it is because the Great Qi of 'Xi Qi' perished in the hands of the Great Liang, and 'Sui Qi' is the Great Liang tradition...'

He frowned slightly and pondered in his heart:

"Now it seems that the origin of the 【Jia Zi Po Lian Halberd Technique】 is definitely not simple. I am afraid it is the secret transmission of the Tuoba family. Since it is so precious, why did it fall into the hands of a mere Zifu of the lord back then... and it is also a wonderful method that happens to suppress 'Xi Qi'..."

Li Zhouwei naturally did not believe in coincidences. Since it was obtained in the East Sea, the biggest suspect is actually the dragon species, but he was born not long ago, and the one who could react so quickly... was the Underworld that was the biggest suspect.

However, these things are not very important. With the help of the 【Black Soul Demon Luo Dharma Body】, the ability of Jun Daowei and the Lu Qi respond to each other, superimposed with the "Xuan Hong Technique", Li Zhouwei absolutely has the opportunity to compress the healing time to within one year. If Yang Ruiyi's spiritual resources are added, I am afraid he will be as good as new in more than half a year.

The 【Yuan E】 on his body is even less of a problem. This object is made of 【Lin Wu Spiritual Transformation】, which originally had the divine ability to escape, but was locked by the Xi Terrace and could not be exerted, and it has the ability of self-healing and recovery. Just throw it into the Sha Spring of this Zhijing Mountain.

And although his 'Jun Jun Daowei' has not been specifically practiced in the past two years, it has approached perfection as he breaks through dangerous situations again and again, senses the fate of White Qilin, and improves his cultivation Lu Qi!

"Give me about a year, not only will I be able to heal all these injuries, but I will also be able to start practicing 'Red Broken Arrow'!"

This battle gave him a thick sense of crisis, and Li Zhouwei realized one thing deeply:

'With Luoxia watching from the sidelines, the pressure in the north is increasing. This fierce siege may just be a test. If I cannot break through divine abilities in a short time, the lake will definitely be covered in blood!'

Although 【Ming Zhang Sun and Moon】 has extremely high divine ability, killing the opponent and suppressing, or even being suppressed by the opponent, are completely different results. Li Zhouwei did not take much advantage in the hands of Mingxiang and General Gongsun Bei this time. His cultivation will definitely get higher and higher, finally reaching the perfection of divine abilities, but the difference between being calculated by Buddhist practitioners to suppress escape and having gains in every North-South Great War is huge... The final cultivation difference must be worlds apart!

'Luoxia stands by and watches, the Buddhist practitioners in the north will definitely try their best to shorten the time for me to catch my breath and improve my cultivation... This battle shows that they... will never hesitate to overestimate my strength... I must make them miscalculate... to have gains.'

'If so, according to the inference of the Emperor of Song, or the Northern Buddhists, I should need five to ten years to heal my injuries. If I can break through to the middle stage of Zifu in these five to ten years, I will definitely be able to take advantage in the next great war, thereby winning and killing, to further promote 【Ming Zhang Sun and Moon】, and get enough cultivation in silence... increasing the possibility of seeking gold.'

'And Jiangqian and Quewan both have talisman seeds, and the breakthrough time is unexpected. If they can both succeed, they can continue the breathing time... If Uncle can go further, Zifu middle stage... or which promising junior can become Zifu... these are all variables...'

He flicked his fingers lightly, took a golden storage bag from between the pillars, and in an instant, spiritual rice like a waterfall poured down, all sinking into the burning demon flames on his body, continuously feeding the Dharma body.

In this thought, he lowered his eyebrows slightly and had a different idea:

'Luoxia stands by and watches without participating... is actually another kind of participation, forcing my cultivation to get higher and higher, disguisedly shortening my preparation time... If I don't become a Great True Person, I can't make the north fear me, but once I become a Great True Person, what I welcome may be the eighth or even ninth generation Mohe, or even the Chang Xiao and Wei Xuan Yin with perfect divine abilities! I must be perfect to ascend to the throne.'

No!