Chapter 239: Ambushed

An Jiyan finished his meditation and slowly walked down from the bluestone on the top of the mountain. In front of him sat a middle-aged man, with gray hair, looking more than ten years older than An Jiyan, who was meditating silently. An Jiyan approached, and saw the middle-aged man open his eyes and say respectfully:

"Senior."

An Jiyan just nodded, his expression somewhat low. The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, and a few smiles appeared on his originally serious face, asking:

"Could it be that you were kicked out by your wife again?"

"Hey!"

An Jiyan shook his head and replied somewhat dumbfoundedly:

"I'm not afraid of Brother Youdao laughing at me, Feiruo is capable in everything, it's just that this temperament is too domineering..."

"Feiruo is a capable person, and her ambition is also great."

The Li family had sought a wife for An Jiyan in the town several times. Many spiritual aperture children had already been married. Li Yuanyun almost couldn't marry a spiritual aperture child, let alone him, a surrendered soldier who was once famous for his cruelty. Finally, after twists and turns, he was married to Li Feiruo.

Li Feiruo once married west to Shanyue, made contributions in Shanyue, and served in Lichaunkou. Her appearance was outstanding, and she carried a noble temperament. Although An Jiyan was a Qi Refining cultivator, he had experienced great ups and downs, but he became a gentle temperament and was eaten to death by Li Feiruo. Although he complained in his mouth, the couple's life was still passable.

An Jiyan laughed, didn't talk about this topic, and asked back:

"I see Brother Tian is unhappy, is there any trouble?"

Tian Youdao sighed low, his old face drooping, and replied:

"Over fifty years old, the joy that should be enjoyed has been enjoyed, and I barely reached the peak of Embryonic Breath before sixty. What else can I worry about... nothing more than the descendants not being competitive."

Talking about this topic, An Jiyan's face was a bit unnatural, and he whispered:

"Brother Youdao doesn't have to worry. Sometimes being confused has its own blessings. If the descendants are too outstanding, it may not be a good thing."

Tian Youdao was silent. The two were sitting on the peak when someone walked up with a 'clatter' from below, wearing a long robe, with a long sword tied to his waist, and a steady face. It was Chen Donghe.

Chen Donghe was covered in dust, looking like he had just returned from outside. Both stood up and bowed. Chen Donghe returned the salute, and An Jiyan smiled:

"Donghe, where did you go?"

Chen Donghe shook his robe, and dust fell all over the floor, and his body became clean. He whispered in reply:

"My wife and daughter are both in Lijing Town. I miss them in my heart, so I always have to go back to see Jingtian and Qingxiao."

Chen Donghe sat at the stone table on the side, took a sip from the jade cup, raised his head somewhat suspiciously, and asked:

"I returned to the mountain this time, but heard that Tian Zhongqing took the initiative to volunteer, took a group of Tian clan disciples to East Shanyue, and also promised a share of 600 catties of spirit rice. Uncle... what does this mean?"

Tian Youdao shook his head gently, opened his mouth, and replied:

"This is a long story, the disciples are just not competitive."

Chen Donghe saw that he didn't want to say more, paused, and said warmly:

"Donghe will say one more word, the disciples of your clan are truly arrogant, and it is a good thing to have this disaster..."

Tian Youdao raised his eyebrows to signal Chen Donghe to continue. Chen Donghe nodded slightly and whispered:

These comforting words made Tian Youdao feel much more relieved. However, his brows were still tightly furrowed, and he sighed:

"Donghe's words are indeed reasonable. Zhongqing is still okay, I can rest assured. I'm just afraid that Tian Rong and those pieces of trash will cause trouble no matter what!"

Tian Youdao waved his sleeve, stood up, and seemed to have made up his mind, saying in a deep voice:

"This old man will go into seclusion to break through now, no need to prepare anymore. Staying on this mountain always makes me unable to rest assured. Breaking through and going down the mountain early will allow me to watch them!"

After saying this, he bowed to Chen Donghe and An Jiyan, waved his hand, and went toward the spirit spring cave dwelling. As the stone door closed heavily, Chen Donghe put down the jade cup, looked at An Jiyan who was sitting blankly, and said warmly:

"Cultivate."

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Yu Yufeng drove the wind and flew for a while. The speed of Foundation Establishment was like lightning. In a moment, he left the Yu family's territory, crossed the long and flat An family, and passed by the Li family's territory.

The cooking smoke below was curling, chickens crowing and dogs barking, appearing exceptionally prosperous in the dim morning. Yu Yufeng was very moved, pinched his fingers to calculate, secretly made up his mind, and said slowly:

"This Li family's method of raising mortals is truly superb. The land on the outskirts of Great Lishan is not considered fertile, but it can support so many mortals. If used for consumption, it will not only heal the wounds on my hands but even allow me to go a step further!"

Yu Yufeng was restless in his heart, but he still understood what was important, and said through gritted teeth:

"If it weren't for the protection of that Sword Immortal, how could I let these delicacies slip from my eyes? It is better to take that opportunity first... Once I break through to Zifu, I will immediately surrender to the Qingchi Sect. How could there be a shortage of these mere twenty or thirty thousand mortals?"

Thinking of this, Yu Yufeng felt beautiful in his heart, couldn't help but speed up his pace, quickly flew over the Li family's territory, followed the Ancient Li Road all the way west, and the mysterious guidance in his heart became clearer. Yu Yufeng was moved in his heart. With the gradual addition of magic power, the sword marks between his palms began to ache faintly, stimulating him to the point of howling.

Yu Yufeng didn't notice his abnormal reaction at all. He drove the wind and landed on the small hill. Unexpectedly, in an instant, his ears exploded with buzzing sounds, and streaks of magic light flew up. A pure white barrier covered the world. Yu Yufeng's head went blank, and he shouted:

"Who dares to block my path?! Steal my opportunity!"

"Heh!"

A cold laugh came from the air, and a thunder-like voice exploded in Yu Yufeng's ears.

"Death is imminent, yet you are still addicted to supernatural powers and don't know it. Yu Yufeng, you are truly an arrogant piece of trash!"

"I am the ancestor of the Yu family and have a friendship with Yuanwu Peak! My clan disciple Yu Muxian is cultivating in the peak and is a disciple of the True Person. You all should consider it carefully!"

No one answered him in the formation. Three figures rose slowly. Yu Yufeng was stunned for a moment, scanned with his spiritual sense, and fear drowned him in an instant. He took a few steps back, only to find that between heaven and earth, front, back, left, right, southeast, northwest were all covered by the formation. Yu Yufeng was finally shocked by his own hazy behavior and whispered:

"Technique... no, it's supernatural power... which Zifu, which Zifu wants to kill me?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 240 =====