Chapter 330

Three months passed quietly, and Li Qinghong arrived, floating on the wind in jade armor.

She still looked like she was in her early twenties. The long spear in her hand was sharp, and the pieces of jade armor on her body were crystal clear, painted with complex patterns. It was a Qi Condensation magic tool jade armor.

The price of magic tools like armor was high, and their rarity was only a notch worse than alchemy furnaces. This set was discovered when Yuting Mountain was broken, and Li Tongya sent it to Li Qinghong, who then sent it to Li Yuanping.

Li Yuanping would not accept it and asked Li Xicheng to carry it to Yuting Mountain to Li Qinghong. It was only pitiful that Li Xicheng ran back and forth, exhausted and panting.

She entered the hall in two steps. Li Yuanping, who was at the head, raised his head. The woman before him was heroic, standing with a spear, and her jade armor was quite eye-catching. He hurriedly stood up and smiled:

"Sister Hong."

Li Qinghong smiled sweetly, stepped forward, purple ripples in her eyes, looked at Li Yuanping for a while, and said briskly:

"Your cultivation is almost being caught up by Xizhi!"

Li Yuanping smiled lightly, and Li Ximing, on the side, stepped forward and bowed:

"Ximing greets Aunt!"

"My family's alchemist is here."

These words made Li Ximing smile shyly. Li Yuanping saw that Li Qinghong's cultivation was refined and had stayed at the fifth level of Qi Condensation for a while, and sighed:

"The speed of cultivation of you and Brother Jiao is truly astonishing. In those years, Yu Mujian was called talented for practicing Qi before the age of thirty. You and Brother Jiao are not yet thirty, one at the fifth level of Qi Condensation and one at the sixth level of Qi Condensation. Truly astonishing."

Li Qinghong laughed twice and said seriously:

"An Jingming was at the eighth level of Qi Condensation in his twenties. It cannot be compared."

Li Yuanping nodded and told the recent events. Li Qinghong listened carefully, pondered for a while, and said:

"I stayed in the Fei family for a while and am also familiar with the brothers Fei Tongyu and Fei Tongxiao."

Purple ripples flowed in her eyes, and she said softly:

"Fei Tongyu has a handsome appearance, is elegant and easygoing, but is not decisive enough. He can follow the trend but cannot survive in adversity. Fei Tongxiao is courageous and powerful, but adheres to his original heart and will not fail our family's kindness."

Li Yuanping rarely heard news of these two and treated it like a treasure. As he listened and recorded, he saw Li Qinghong smile:

"If someone from the Fei family really enters the sect, these two will definitely not be able to make up their minds to be enemies with our family. At most, they will be indecisive and play both sides. No need to worry!"

He was over fifty, his temples were gray, and he was not prone to smiling. Several younger generations hurriedly went up to greet him. The four of them specially changed into white clothes and looked at each other. Li Yuanjiao said:

"Up the mountain."

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The Meichi Peak secret room was discovered by Li Xiangping in those years and broken open by Li Tongya with Taiyin Xuanguang. It had now been repaired many times, the bluestone was smooth, the array patterns were complex, and the two stone lions were majestic.

The four stood on the platform in front of the secret room. Li Yuanjiao formed a seal to cast a spell, but the door of the secret room remained motionless. He was slightly startled and frowned:

"It was sealed from the inside."

Seeing this, the three looked at Li Qinghong. She practiced spear techniques and had also cultivated thunder-type techniques, being best at breaking and destroying. Li Yuanping cupped his hands:

"I trouble Eldest Sister."

Li Qinghong heard this, held the spear forward, and secretly apologized in her heart. Only then did she dance the long spear, accumulating power to resist the stone door. Thunder surged on the spear, flowing endlessly, converging on the spear tip.

"Drink!"

Li Qinghong used the force to lean, swung the long spear, turned around and slashed down. Rich purple intent appeared on the spear tip, transforming into the posture of a flood dragon, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, smashing onto the stone door.

It was the "Roaming Dragon Returning Shadow" sent by the Fei family five years ago, which was good at breaking arrays and killing enemies. Li Qinghong had practiced for these years and had already entered the door, just right for use here.

"Boom!"

The array on the stone door was originally a large array mainly for restraining breath and gathering spirits. It suddenly brightened and shattered with a bang. Li Yuanjiao and Li Xuanxuan on the side were already prepared, pressed their hands on the wall, resolved the aftermath, and protected the stone door itself with magic power.

Until the last wisp of purple electricity disappeared, Li Yuanjiao let out a long breath and slowly pushed open the stone door.

"Whoosh—"

At the entrance of the secret room, a cold north wind brushed across their faces, flowing in all directions and flying toward the sky. The three carefully stepped on the steps and entered together.

On the stone bed, the white-clothed youth rested his chin on his hand, with a sword on his knees, his eyes closed, his black hair scattered, and the ground was full of cyan-blue accumulated water. The stone table in front of the door was dripping with dew.

The four stared at the youth on the bed in a daze and bowed together. Then they saw the white-clothed youth suddenly turn into cyan-blue spiritual water, scattering coral, glaze, mica, black rock, and other things all over the ground.

Li Yuanjiao took a step forward, but saw ink marks on the stone table, three points into the stone, the handwriting was like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, iron painting and silver hook:

"I have been dead for five years. My eyes are made of glaze, which can be placed in a box and buried on my behalf. My flesh and blood will turn into mica and black rock. I hope the younger generation will discard them in the mountain stream. If the craftsman picks them up, they can be used as foundations or beams."

"My five internal organs will turn into cyan-blue water, which can be cast into the great rivers, so that I can see the scenery of the world. The rest of the objects will turn into coral and soapstone, scattered in the mountains and forests, either used as medicine, or for painting, or for women's makeup."

"Li family disciple Tongya's final words."

In the room, the four were silent, with different expressions. Li Xuanxuan only used his hand to stroke the stone table. Li Yuanjiao took out a jade box, picked up the two pieces of glaze, and placed them carefully.

Then he invited the Cyan Ruler Sword on the bed down, held it in his arms, and said toward Li Qinghong:

"I also ask Younger Sister to take this black rock and mica, collect the spiritual water, and look for the mountain stream and the great river. I will first send Grand-uncle back to the ancestral hall."

Li Qinghong lowered her head, knelt before the bed, and was in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking. After a few breaths, she said:

"Good."

She took out a jade box, picked up the black and white crystal-clear spiritual objects on the ground one by one with her hands, and then cast a spell to collect the cyan-blue spiritual water on the ground into a water ball, held it in her hand, and drove the wind away.

Floating and swaying away from Lijing Mountain, Li Qinghong flew sullenly for a while, searched all around, and finally found a mountain stream.

The mountain spring ding-donged, orchid grass was everywhere, and not far away was a mortal village, which could be considered to meet Li Tongya's meaning. So she took out the mica and black rock from the jade box and sank them into the spring water one by one.

After doing all this, Li Qinghong sat down on the side, supporting her chin and gazing.

"Woo woo... woo woo..."

She was slightly startled, looked around with red eyes, and then saw a fox with red fur sitting by the stream, crying bitterly.

Li Qinghong paused slightly, stood up cautiously, and said respectfully:

"Junior Li Qinghong, greets Senior!"

"Damn it."

The fox cursed, looked up at Li Qinghong, spat out a spiritual herb, and cursed:

"Li Tongya sealed the mark I left on him. It wasn't until just now that I knew this guy was dead. I even went into the mountain in vain to find medicine for him! What a waste!"

Cursing on his lips, the fox drooped his head, looked at her listlessly, picked up a piece of mica from the river, threw the spiritual herb back into his mouth, and shouted:

"I was going to look for Li Tongya, but I bumped into you burying him, so I'll take a look on the way."

So he drove the demon wind and rose, disappearing into the sky like a black wind, heading toward the depths of Great Lishan.

Li Qinghong paused in place, bowed slowly in the direction he left, and drove the wind to look for the great river.

The cold mountain stream returned to tranquility, the dew dripped drip-drop, and the stream ding-donged and turned. After a long while, a person slowly appeared in the Great Void.

This person was in white, with loose clothing, wearing cyan jade on his lapel, his face blurred, a sword dangling and swaying at his waist, standing with his hands behind his back.

He lowered his head to look at the mica and black rock in the stream, his white cloth shoes lifted, kicked lightly, and the stone rolled into the stream with a gurgle.

"Li Tongya."

(End of chapter)