Chapter 177

Li Yuanxiu wiped the blood of the demonic beast from his hands and walked slowly down from the altar. The uncle Li Xuanfeng asked about several Li Yuanjiaos, confirmed that no one had received the register, and had already driven the wind away, leaving a few juniors to deal with the aftermath.

Li Xuanling finished the sacrifice, had already taken the register pill, and went up the mountain to go into seclusion. He had been at the fifth level of Embryonic Breath for several years. Each major realm can only take one register pill. He planned to break through to the sixth level of Embryonic Breath with the help of the register pill and use this quota.

Touching the jade bottle in his bosom, Li Yuanxiu knew that it contained a trace of miscellaneous Qi. Chen Donghe had been collecting it for two years. After Li Xuanfeng came out of seclusion, he and Chen Donghe had been collecting it intensively for these few months, which was prepared for that Shamoli.

He looked at Li Yuanjiao, who was walking with his head buried, handed the jade bottle to him, and said softly:

"The miscellaneous Qi in the family has been prepared. You should go up the mountain to seek the 'Purple Thunder Secret Origin Technique', change the beginning and end, and take it to Shamoli for Qi Refining."

"Good."

Li Yuanjiao took the jade bottle, perhaps because he had not received the register, he was a bit depressed, nodded slightly, put it in his bosom, and whispered:

"Why haven't we received the register this year? In the past, we had it every time. Could it be that we juniors are far inferior to our fathers..."

"This..."

Li Yuanxiu smiled slightly when he heard his words, touched his head, and answered:

"Don't think too much. If it doesn't work this time, there will be another time. We are only ten years old, there is nothing to be anxious about. Look at Qinghong, she hasn't received the register either, but she is still happy, holding her spear and coming down with a grin?"

"She is heartless!"

Li Yuanjiao thought of Li Qinghong's happy appearance and couldn't help but let out a laugh. His mood was much better. He didn't expect to be hit on the butt, which made him stagger. He turned his head angrily, only to see Li Qinghong looking at her with curled lips, holding a wooden spear in her hand, her beautiful corners of her mouth hooked into a sneer, and said crisply:

"I heard Brother Jiao talking bad about me from far away!"

"Hmph."

Li Qinghong was deeply loved by the elders in the family. Li Yuanjiao was afraid that she would complain, so he didn't care about her, turned back muttering, only to see Li Yuanyun holding back his laughter, looking at him happily.

"Brother Yun! What's so funny about this!"

Li Yuanxiu couldn't help but laugh when he heard these angry words, bent down to pick up Li Yuanyun and Li Qinghong, one in each hand, and said warmly:

"I also think it's funny."

"Brother!"

Li Yuanjiao was also amused by himself, bent down and laughed for a while, suddenly remembered the seriousness, put away the child's posture, and said seriously:

"I heard that swallowing miscellaneous Qi is much easier than pure heaven and earth spiritual Qi. I'm afraid it won't take much time. Brother should also mobilize troops and horses and be prepared."

"This is natural."

Li Yuanxiu nodded and smiled:

Li Yuanyun had read for a few years, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but get excited, having a sense of excitement of witnessing history. Li Yuanjiao nodded when he heard the words, walked on the street with Li Yuanxiu, watching the clan soldiers retreating one after another on both sides, and the corners of his mouth hooked up lightly.

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"Brother Shamoli, I have taken the things for you."

Li Yuanjiao held the jade slip in his hand and knocked on the stone door. After a while, the stone door moved with a bang, and Shamoli walked out with a messy beard. Seeing Li Yuanjiao, his expression was quite expectant, and he stammered:

"Brother, you... did you seek the cultivation method and heaven and earth spiritual Qi?"

"Not bad."

Li Yuanjiao saw that his cultivation had improved again, knowing that he had not wasted these days, nodded in agreement. Shamoli was overjoyed, took the jade slip and jade bottle from Li Yuanjiao's hand, and kept thanking him.

Patting Shamoli on the shoulder, Li Yuanjiao took out two jade bottles from his bosom and explained softly:

"I also sought two pills for you, one called Snake Origin Pill, used to break through to Qi Refining."

Shamoli took the jade bottle handed over by Li Yuanxiu, probed with spiritual sense, and sure enough, found a round, pale white pill. Li Yuanjiao continued:

"The second one is a pill unique to us Easterners, called Moon Flower Pill. You should take it immediately to break through to the sixth level of Embryonic Breath."

What Li Yuanjiao brought was naturally a register pill, but he was afraid that Shamoli would leak it and cause trouble, so he didn't tell him the real name and stuffed it into his hand with a made-up name. Shamoli took it and looked, only to see a white, full-patterned pill, feeling that it was even more precious than the Snake Origin Pill, and said hurriedly:

"This... this is too precious! How can Shamoli be embarrassed... In the east, everything has to trouble brother, and I have received such a great favor!"

"Alright, hurry up!"

Li Yuanjiao didn't talk nonsense with him, reminded him, taught Shamoli to make a Xuanjing spiritual oath, not to leak matters related to pills and cultivation methods, then bowed, turned, and walked out of the courtyard.

Shamoli sent him away politely, turned back with excitement, walked into the secret room happily, spread out on the ground, carefully placed the jade slip on his left hand, placed the jade bottle on his right hand, turned over and looked at the two things on the ground in a daze.

Shamoli paused, the agitated joy in his heart suddenly disappeared, transforming into a kind of horror that was both guilty and fearful. This change came too fast, making him uncomfortable and dizzy.

But Shamoli also understood that he would step on the soil of his hometown with the iron cavalry of a foreign race. Hundreds of thousands of clansmen would be slaves in body and soul. Eastern Shanyue would only have a name from now on. The whole country, from the palace to the common people, would look at the Easterners' faces. His brother, who had been better than him in every aspect since childhood, would be killed, letting a mediocre and incompetent person like him rule Eastern Shanyue.

"Is it worth it... that is the hard work of father's whole life..."

Shamoli seemed to see his serious father standing coldly in front of him. In an instant, the throne and cultivation that were within reach were no longer tempting. Shamoli wavered for a moment, and then trembled with fear for his wavering. Shamoli dared not think about how the Li family would deal with him. The Li family had Qi Refining late-stage cultivators, who were probably watching him from the air at this time. Even if he achieved Qi Refining and ran away, he would not be able to run far...

"Father, I am afraid of death... who is not afraid of death? This child is most afraid of death in this life, otherwise I would have been slaughtered in the palace long ago, why would I have fled to the Easterners here... This child is absolutely unwilling to die!"

Shamoli slowly closed his eyes, recalling how his father Mu Jiaoman integrated the territory in the few months after Jiani Xi died, what despicable means he used, how many clansmen he killed, and how weakly he bowed to the Easterners. He sneered with tears, opened his eyes wide to embolden himself, and gritted his teeth:

"How can you say it's not, this is all what you taught me, father..."

Picking up the jade slip on the ground, Shamoli sat up, read it carefully, and said coldly with a guilty conscience:

"Jimu doesn't know the ambition of the Easterners, and will eventually bury Eastern Shanyue in the hands of the Easterners. Only I, only I! Father, only I can save Eastern Shanyue..."

His eyes became more and more determined, finding reasons for himself. All burdens and guilt were thrown behind his head. Shamoli lowered his head, gritted his teeth, wiped his tears, and read the jade slip in his hand for a while, gradually becoming addicted, and his mood stabilized.

Recommend a book~

"Immortal in the Immortal Pot"

The protagonist is an Earth Immortal, and the main line is mainly locked on the artifact spirit text on the protagonist~ Those who are interested in artifact spirit texts can take a look.

Introduction: Transmigrated to a world where the divine path rules the world, the divine court has just swept the world for a few hundred years.

Occasionally hold a Dharma meeting, hold a flat peach banquet, and casually scatter opportunities and treasures.

I don't care how many tens of thousands of years the divine court has been pressing, I am free in the pot, watching the rise of the divine court, and watching the collapse of the divine court.

(End of chapter)