Chapter 1053: Evil Sacrifice of the Heavy Mountain

The light breeze on the island blew, and the sunlight was extremely scorching, baking the reefs white. The man in white stood in the clouds by the sea for a while, silently, appearing very calm.

An Siwei was old. After his father An Zhiyan died, he was the oldest elder of the An clan. The Great Desire Dao went south, and An Xuanxin and many of the An family's direct descendants and supporters were wiped out. For the Li clan, it could not be considered a bone-breaking injury, but for An Siwei, it was simply a bolt from the blue!

This blow to him was extremely heavy. The letter sent by An Xuantong from the lake was a long scroll. An Siwei read it with tears streaming down his face, covering the letter and sighing, reading it three times before finishing it, not knowing how to reply.

"To have suffered such a disaster!"

His heart was infinitely terrified. He clearly understood that the An clan's status still seemed stable, but An Xuantong had no sons. In the next hundred years, the An clan would inevitably have no one to use, and the struggle between north and south was becoming more and more intense. If luck was bad and An Xuantong fell, the An clan would be the next Tian clan!

A cultivator's appearance is related to lifespan, and even more so to spirit. Once the spirit is exhausted, this loyal An guest elder suddenly aged dozens of years, looking like an old man, standing blankly by the sea, his heart actually began to hope:

"Although I am old and useless, I do not begrudge my life. Can I beg the old lord to send me to the river... to save Xuan Tong's life..."

He had discussed this thought privately with his children. An Xuantong strongly opposed it, swearing to avenge his brothers' blood feud, just like him back then. But An Siwei was a person who had been through it, and he knew in his heart that this feud could not be avenged, not in a hundred generations or a thousand generations.

This made him trance for a while, actually thinking of his father:

"When my brother died, did my father have such plans as I did—he probably didn't. He only had one son in his heart, only one Jingming, just as he called out before he died. We were just those offspring he had more of in compliance with his will."

Various affairs in the clan and home weighed on his heart, making him stand foolishly, at a loss.

He waited by the sea for a while, and suddenly saw the waves rolling, as if something pitch-black was floating on the seabed. He immediately dispelled his thoughts, became alert, and held a talisman in his hand.

"Which monster... dares to come to my Lulai Island."

Lulai Island had Zifu guarding it, so there was no need to worry about any attacks. The Li family and the Dragon clan were close, so An Siwei only suspected that it was some monster rushing over, but he saw the water splashing, and a white figure jumped out from within.

It was a man wearing a green carved silk short jacket, draped in a brocade cloak, with fine green scales vaguely visible on his neck, his cultivation was extremely thick, permeating a suffocating

pressure.

And behind him the water rippled, and the monster from the seabed carried out a green palace sedan, decorated with gold and jade, with seven floors of pavilions, six large courtyards, decorated with pearls and tassels, like a high platform floating up. An Siwei was shocked and immediately knelt on the ground.

In the sea, who could have such power... besides the Dragon clan, which family could it be! He had been in the East Sea for many years and naturally knew how domineering the Dragon clan was!

But the man's expression was very polite. He took a step, bowed across the formation, and said respectfully:

"Is this the Li clan? Please report to the master of the house, the Xushui Demon King is visiting."

An Siwei was horrified, hurriedly sent someone up, gave detailed instructions, entered the formation to report to Liu Changdie, and waited humbly on the side, looking at it with fear and trepidation, carefully saying:

"Is it... is it Lord Ying in person?"

The young man in brocade lowered his eyebrows, showing some gratitude, nodded and said:

"It is indeed this little demon... it is an old friend from the Great River."

An Siwei's heart settled a bit, and he hurriedly said:

"Does the lord remember Fuyun Cave? Wei Wang conquered the north, and this little one was under his command..."

"It's already Wei Wang..."

An Siwei didn't need to explain the two words Wei Wang, but as long as it touched a Wei, Ying Hebai already knew clearly, only feeling his heart boiling hot, at a loss:

"The grace of saving the clan, I don't know how to repay!"

Back then, the situation in the sea changed drastically. Ying Hebai did not dare to stay and hurriedly retreated. Although he saved his life, he left his post without authorization before the news from the sea came, which was ultimately a dereliction of duty, angering his direct superior, and he had never had a good time.

Since returning from the sea, the situation of his clan had taken a sharp turn for the worse. The Xushui Demon King went to the divine ability banquet of the Jiaohai Long Wang. His aunt was reckless and made the Baitao Demon King unhappy at the banquet. Although she was protected by the Xushui Demon King, she had since fallen out of favor, and the tasks he was assigned became more and more dangerous. His clan had suddenly fallen, and there was already a danger of extermination.

Fortunately, this Wei Wang mentioned a word in front of the Beihai Long Wang, and the superior of his direct superior personally spoke, and even that Baitao Demon King came to apologize, which greatly gave Xushui face...

"In one word, you saved the life and glory of my clan!"

Perhaps in the early years Ying Hebai was only respectful to him for the sake of Ding Jiao, but now he was truly convinced:

"The meaning of this Wei Wang is probably something even the Beihai Long Wang has to respect a little, not to mention the Xushui Demon King. Today, promoting me to this position, as a pioneer for the King, is both to show the Li clan... and for the Xushui Demon King to show loyalty to Beihai..."

He lowered his eyebrows and restrained his expression, waiting quietly. In just a breath, a man stepped out of the air, his silver light divine abilities brilliant, bowed, and hurriedly said:

"Outer cultivator Yuan Bian, pays respects to the Great King!"

Liu Changdie only heard that the Dragon clan was coming, and his heart was actually very clear. Li Ximing was pressed for time and didn't even have time to see him. He hurriedly took Li Quewan away, presumably in a hurry to open up relations with the Dragon clan, so as to rush back to the sea in time... which made him feel a little emotional:

"After all, the position of Wei Li is difficult, he doesn't dare to stay long in any place..."

Only then did he see a man in ink-black armor descend from the pavilion, wearing a helmet, unable to see his face, with a long bow on his back, stepping inside with a heavy and powerful voice:

"I am Lu Xu, ordered to come to the island, sorry for the disturbance."

"Don't dare..."

Liu Changdie only led him inside. The two did not enter the grotto-heaven but sat in the courtyard on the island. The Demon King's expression was calm, and he said faintly:

"Long heard of your name."

These four words fell into his ears, and Liu Changdie realized that the other party did not come here just for Senior Fuxun. His heart became vigilant, but his mouth said:

"Never thought that a little bit of fame would actually mislead your ears!"

The Xushui Demon King directly raised his tea and replied:

"I am a vulgar person, not used to your human set, and I won't deal with you much. How much stuff there is, I will talk about how much. There is a Great True Lord called Chang Xiao who wanted to kill you, but it was my family's Xuanchi Thunder Girl who saved you—if not for this, you would have lost your life long ago."

The doubt in Liu Changdie's heart was suddenly confirmed. He hurriedly left his seat to bow, appearing inexplicably grateful, and bowed:

"Yuan Bian had a premonition long ago... truly thank this lord..."

Lu Xu did not give him much of a good face, his expression was plain, and he continued:

"Although it is the cycle of heaven, in the eyes of Lord 【Xuan Nu】, it is not good to watch you, who are favored by the Si Tian, fall, but it is also because this Xuanchi Thunder Girl has some fate with you..."

Liu Changdie was stunned for a moment, doubting:

"This Xuan Nu..."

Lu Xu, however, seemed to have been bitten by his words. His originally calm expression changed greatly, and he reminded in a low voice:

"How can you call 【Xuan Nu】 like that... The 【Xuan Nu】 of the world is only that 【Daughter of Xuan Pin】, the 【True Lord of Wonderful Dao Transformation】, 【Mother of Nine Heavens Xuan Pin】 in the mouths of you cultivators..."

Only then did Liu Changdie realize that the Xuan Nu in the other party's mouth was Mother Pin Shui. Cultivators indeed called her Mother more often. For a moment, he broke out in a cold sweat, and was also exposed by the other party's sentence "favored by Si Tian" for the deepest secret in his heart. He was flustered and unable to hold himself, hurriedly rewarded himself with a few slaps, repeatedly apologized, and used questions to cover up:

"Don't know this... Thunder Girl..."

"Favored by 'Si Tian'... Mother Pin Shui... Could it be that the one from 'Si Tian' had a friendship with this Mother Pin Shui? But isn't this Mother already not showing herself in the world..."

His thoughts were thousands of miles away, and his mouth repeatedly apologized. Only then did the Xushui Demon King's expression soften a bit, and he continued:

"When the lord was in human form, her name was Li Qinghong."

Liu Changdie finally realized, and all kinds of doubts from the past seemed to have been answered. His heart was sour, and he didn't know how to answer. Lu Xu looked at him quietly:

"You guard this place, and don't run around. One day if you run to the sea or the various seas, and are killed by someone, we can't manage it..."

His expression was faint, as if distinguishing whether the other party had been persuaded by his words. Liu Changdie sighed repeatedly, almost shedding tears:

"It turned out to be the favor of the Li clan... Since this is the case, I guard this place, and I am originally a guest elder of the Li clan again... The fate of the world is actually so wonderful!"

The Xushui Demon King then ordered:

"Call that monster up!"

Liu Changdie hurriedly apologized. After waiting for a while, he saw the young man with white clothes and red pupils enter the hall hurriedly, knelt down and bowed, hurriedly saying:

"Pay respects to the lord!"

With this bow, outside the vision of the three, it was already pale yellow flowing. Senior Fuxun's eyes behind his head opened again, his pale eyes staring blankly at the sky.

This Xushui Demon King, however, did not notice it at all, looked at him with some novelty, and secretly praised:

"Actually a Rui beast, so rare! Wait until the Mingyang matter is over, it's not certain that the Long Wang will need him..."

"It's just that at this time, it should be hidden... lest the various kings see it, otherwise when they fight to grab it, it will ruin the big event."

So he took a posture and asked:

"Since it is Wei Wang's entrustment, naturally it can be used. I wonder where you want to be stationed?"

The eyes behind Senior Fuxun's head turned, his lips and teeth buzzed, as if discussing with each other, and he said in a low voice:

"The East is not yet dawn... and Zhongli White Deer... cannot see us..."

"The various barbarians are good... the world is also good... in this place... making a posture of receiving Pin, they cannot see."

Senior Fuxun was already weeping, and replied:

"I have no one to rely on, only this brother, hoping to be closer to True Lord Yuan Bian..."

Lu Xu had long expected his thoughts, just afraid that he would walk around and attract the attention of other Dragon Kings, and smiled:

"Between this group of reefs and the world, there is a Danping Reef. It is okay for you to guard it, but you cannot leave your post at will without reason. If you delay the lord's affairs, you will not be spared!"

Senior Fuxun was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly. The Xushui Demon King took him away, turned his head to look at Ying Hebai, and ordered:

"From now on, I will order you to patrol the sea here, bring all the clansmen over, and if there is Wei Wang's entrustment, go straight to the palace to find the Jiaohai Long Wang!"

His territorial sea was not here. At the moment, he was handed over to the Jiaohai Long Wang Dongfang Brother Ding Jiao, who was close to Wei Wang. The Xushui Demon King was not a master who was easy to serve. Ying Hebai nodded and thanked repeatedly, his heart was ecstatic, almost shedding tears, and he sent this huge palace sedan away all the way, only then did he drive the wind back, specifically looking for An Siwei.

The scales on the monster's neck opened and closed, his face was full of crystal-like tears, clanging on the armor, kneeling on this deserted beach, weeping:

"Please report to Wei Wang, the great kindness is hard to repay, even if one day you want to eat my heart and lungs, use my life, Hebai will also accept it!"

Southern Frontier.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, the blue-purple banner fluttered in the air, the chaotic wind rolled, and one could vaguely see batches of barbarian people like ants under the foot of the mountain, led by strings of ropes, like cattle and sheep.

The man with golden eyes on the top of the mountain had his cloak rolling, standing with his hands behind his back, the purple pattern on his forehead slightly bright, as if breathing, and those golden eyes were overflowing with thoughts.

"This is a divine ability."

He raised his hand, and a piece of green, glowing flame lit up at his fingertips, disturbing the Taixu to rise and fall continuously. Between the changes of the true Qi fire, there was actually a bit of the taste of Wuzhang water and fire.

This flame penetrated from top to bottom into his Qi sea, probing everything in his Qi sea clearly, like a handful of sweet dew, descending on the Immortal Foundation, continuously nourishing the 'Yetian Gate', making it vaguely communicate with the Taixu, preparing for the future Zifu.

Li Jiangxia pondered faintly in his heart:

"Jiangliang said on the Golden Lotus seat, I think it's not as good as... at most it's just a Satva. This holding Xuan power is related to authority. It seems I don't know if it's the blessing of the founding title given to him, or the gain of the head of the hundred officials... it's one point higher than me."

But these are not important. What Li Jiangxia truly values is the improvement of his own divine abilities. Authority changes are determined by people, how can they compare to the freedom of his own divine abilities:

"I cultivate Mingyang, which is much smoother than his cultivation of Li Fire. With this holding Xuan blessing, I see... in ten years I can ask for divine abilities..."

He was just pondering when An Xuantong hurriedly came up from the mountains. He was now also in full military uniform, majestic. The shadow of his brothers' death had not yet dissipated from his eyebrows, but he seemed to see the hope of revenge from the miracle of Li Jiangxia's sudden rise in divine abilities, appearing ambitious, and bowed:

"The various cultivators of the Fang country are all tied up, and the people and horses have all been gathered by us... dare to ask the lord... how to deal with them..."

Li Jiangxia showed a bit of thought.

This place is pacified, and it will definitely be used as a fief for cultivators in the future. Before leaving, Li Jiangliang had talked about it. According to Yang Zhuo's habits, this place would most likely be his own fief. Li Jiangxia narrowed his eyes slightly, as if recalling something:

"Evil sacrifice of the heavy mountain, tied to Wei."

He paced and muttered:

"This is the seventh country. Now there are not many cultivators in the country. Tie these wizards to the capital and let the lord deal with them... as for the people and horses..."

This golden-eyed youth's expression was gloomy, and he replied:

"When I came... the lord had instructions, the light of Tianwu does not shine on the people of the barbarian descendants. Those Baiji, Jiaozhi, and Piao people are cheap kinds of slave seeds, who like to provoke and forget grace. They should be exterminated and become Chinese descendants."

Before and after Yang Zhuo became Emperor, there was no slaughter, and he was always benevolent to the people, but his people obviously had boundaries. These words revealed a bone-chilling coldness. Li Jiangxia lowered his eyebrows and looked at the people and horses like ants at the foot of the mountain:

"The imperial decree is before me, it cannot be violated. Pass my order, all barbarian descendants, tattoo their faces, drive them as slaves, build huge palaces for the Emperor, and take the women back to the country as maids."

The Li clan has always loved the people and treated the Shanyue under their rule leniently. An Xuantong was obviously uncomfortable with such an order, but the immortal life was before him, so he could only go down uneasily. Li Jiangxia seemed to be unaffected at all, standing quietly for a while, only then did he hear hurried footsteps, a person came from the mountains, knelt on the ground, and said urgently:

"Urgent report to the General... The Grand General has arrived in the wilderness and will attack Sanjiang!" ===== CHAPTER 1054 =====