Chapter 135: Keeping the Appointment

"Writing it into a book is naturally no problem."

Li Xuanfeng nodded, pondered for a few breaths, and replied:

"But it is not easy for ordinary people to practice this bow technique. If there are no spiritual orifices in their hands, I am afraid that years of practice will be difficult to practice, and even if they practice it, the power will be greatly reduced, and they will not be able to practice that Gang Qi."

"The most powerful part of my bow technique is this Gang Qi. If the arrow shot out doesn't have this Gang Qi, I am afraid the power will be less than one-tenth, which is disappointing."

"Even so..."

Li Tongya frowned slightly, had to shake his head helplessly, and replied:

"Then if you have time, write it down, at least leave a foundation for the family."

"Yes!"

The two landed on Lijing Peak, looked at the time, and there was still more than a day before the time agreed by the Yu family. Li Tongya placed the bear pieces in the storage bag on the ground and ordered:

"Take these things to the prefecture to sell, see the news of the disciples in the prefecture, and then come back to report to me."

"Yes!"

Li Xuanfeng's expression was joyful, he took the storage bag in Li Tongya's hand, bowed and retired, and flew to the east with a pitter-patter on the wind, leaving Li Tongya humming in place for a while, laughing:

"This child."

Watching Li Xuanfeng's figure disappear on the horizon, Li Tongya pondered secretly for a few breaths, muttering:

"But Chi'er has no descendants. I have to see which child has spiritual orifices and adopt him as an heir under Chi'er, so that this line will not be cut off..."

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Li Xuanfeng entered a fur shop, called several Taixi-level servants, took out the bear pieces that had been frozen and sealed with magic, and suddenly smashed them on the ground with a clatter.

"See how many spirit stones it can be folded into!"

Several servants nodded repeatedly. Seeing that it was a Qi Refining monster, they hurriedly called the shopkeeper. The Qi Refining cultivator wearing leather clothes estimated it and smiled:

"Fellow Daoist, the bear's flesh and blood have sufficient spiritual energy and died not long ago. It is folded into twenty-one spirit stones."

Li Xuanfeng nodded. He had been hunting monsters for many years and was very familiar with this. This price was not much different from what he estimated. He nodded readily, and the money and goods were cleared.

Putting away the twenty-one spirit stones, Li Xuanfeng also felt comfortable earning this money. He walked a few steps with a smile, and a young man wearing a fox fur coat came towards him, looked at Li Xuanfeng, and smiled:

"Brother Xuanfeng, we meet again!"

"Brother Zhangdie!"

Li Xuanfeng cupped his hands and responded. The person who came was Liu Zhangdie, holding several jade beads in his hand, his fox fur coat as white as snow, and said:

"Zhangdie is looking for a formation treasure in this market, but didn't expect to meet Brother Xuanfeng! It is rare. Come, come, follow me to sit for a while, I will treat you!"

Having said that, he pulled Li Xuanfeng and was about to enter the restaurant in the market. Li Xuanfeng was also in a good mood, nodded with a smile, and followed him into the restaurant.

"Is the Sun-Instrument Profound Light Formation still running well?"

"It's good!"

The two ordered a few dishes, sent wine up, and chatted for a while. Liu Zhangdie pondered for a few breaths and thought secretly:

"There are only more than ten years left before the demonic disaster. I don't know if this person has any news, but the ones who suffered were the Qingchi Sect and the Tangjin Sect. Li Xuanfeng may not know."

Liu Zhangdie thought again, secretly:

"It's better to ask. What if there is any harvest?"

So he smiled at Li Xuanfeng, seemingly casually, and opened his mouth:

"Brother Xuanfeng, do you know a person named Jiang Yan?"

"Jiang Yan?"

Li Xuanfeng pondered for a breath, had no clue, and smiled:

"Never heard of it. Why? Are you looking for this person?"

"Haha, just asking!"

Liu Zhangdie hurriedly changed the topic, feeling quite helpless in his heart. He thought he could show his ambition in this life, but except for practicing from scratch faster and bringing back this formation cultivation, there was almost nothing he could use.

The strong people of the previous life had not yet risen, but they had never publicized how they rose, making Liu Zhangdie want to grab opportunities before others, but he had no way to start. He only remembered some major events of the previous life, and it was good to be involved with a few potential stocks.

"Brother Xuanfeng, what is the meaning of a person's life?"

Li Xuanfeng was stunned, couldn't laugh or cry, waved his hand and said:

"Just for a happy time!"

Once these words were spoken, a wild and unrestrained momentum suddenly appeared on his body. He looked at Liu Zhangdie's unbelievable expression and said:

"Brother Xuanfeng's words are almost demonic, quite similar to what the demonic path that stirred the world said..."

Li Xuanfeng laughed heartily, picked up a piece of monster meat, drank a sip of wine, and smiled:

"Righteous path is good, demonic path is also good. Now the upper sect treats people like grass, what is the difference from the demonic path? The commoners are just struggling to survive. Xuanfeng doesn't care about many things in this world. As long as his family is not bullied, Li Xuanfeng can drink and eat meat freely, regardless of whether the world collapses!"

Putting down the wine glass, Li Xuanfeng said righteously:

"Eight or nine out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory. When you are unsatisfactory, bite your teeth and pass it. When you are proud, you must enjoy it quickly, otherwise, if you die one day, wouldn't it be too bad!"

"Brother Xuanfeng is truly..."

Liu Zhangdie gave a bitter smile, seeing his wild appearance, he also felt a sense of relaxation in his heart. Since his rebirth, he had calculated everything, and he was dizzy with fatigue. It was quite relaxing to be with Li Xuanfeng.

"However, Brother Xuanfeng, in full view of the public, words cannot be said too clearly."

Liu Zhangdie looked around carefully. There were few people in the market today, and there were no guests in the early morning. He breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Li Xuanfeng with his wine glass.

When Li Xuanfeng raised his wine glass, the old man named Xu San suddenly appeared before his eyes. His heart tightened, and he muttered:

"Xu San, just wait. When there is an opportunity, I will let the Tangjin Sect see blood!"

Jiang Yunu pursed her small lips, touched his eyebrows and eyes that had not changed in the slightest over this past year, and began to serve him with even greater effort, saying desolately:

"You are an immortal; one cultivation session lasts for several years. After a few years, I will be old, but you will still look like this young man. It is truly unfair. When twelve years pass and I am twenty-eight, you will give me a sum of money and tell me to spend the rest of my life..."

"What are you thinking about!"

Li Xuanfeng picked her up, looked at her fair and petite body, and said in a low voice:

"In a few years, we will have a child, and then I will take you home so that you will no longer be looked down upon by others."

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"Uncle!"

Li Xuanxuan had grown a beard and looked quite mature. He had been managing the household for nearly ten years, arranging the affairs of the major and minor branches in an orderly fashion. He cupped his hands toward Li Tongya to greet him, and Li Tongya nodded, saying:

"My nephew knows."

After Li Tongya finished his instructions, he rode the wind toward the north, leaped over the crystalline and clear lake water, and stopped on the island in the middle of the lake.

The island in the middle of the lake was very lively. A large brown ship was parked quietly on the lake surface, with more than a dozen small boats following at the stern. They were filled with mortals, all tied with ropes, disheveled and looking blankly at the sky, not daring to utter a single word.

"Number twenty-one!"

Someone on the large ship shouted. A dozen or so Qi Condensation cultivators emerged at the stern, pressing their hands down to drive their magic power. The small boat at the stern instantly floated up, and the people on it cried and screamed in pain. The sound of women weeping and children wailing rose in unison, and the sounds of cursing and scolding were incessant.

Those cultivators were already accustomed to this. They watched with cold faces as the small boat floated above the island in the middle of the lake. As the boat tilted, the mortals on it fell off one after another, stirring up ripples on the forbidden magic array that appeared and disappeared below. Thunder and firelight instantly made booming sounds, exploding into one cluster of spell light after another.

The crowd's screams vanished in an instant. Fresh blood and severed limbs flew high into the air, and blood fell everywhere like rain, dyeing the lake water around the island in the middle of the lake a bright red. Crocodiles, shrimp, and crabs swarmed over, frantically snatching and eating the flesh and blood at the bottom of the lake.

"This is the 'business without capital' that Lu Sisi spoke of!"