Chapter 362: Morning Glow Colorful Qi

Qingchi Sect.

On the quiet path, the breeze was blowing. A cultivator wrapped tightly in his body was walking rapidly on the road, with white light on his feet, obviously having added the God-Walking Technique.

'Finally back.'

Li Xizhi was in a sorry state, his brows tightly furrowed, silently walking on the small path at the foot of Qingsui Peak. The black robe on his body was broken a lot, looking a bit dusty.

'This stationing lasted for two whole months, and the affairs at the foot of the mountain were as numerous as ox hair... If I hadn't had some experience at home, it would have been really tricky.'

Qingchi Sect disciples could not all cultivate well on the mountain. There were often various miscellaneous affairs, some easy, some sorry. As for how to distribute them, it mostly depended on the power of their respective fairy peaks in the sect.

Qingsui Peak had been declining for many years. When Li Chiqing was cultivating, he was protected by Si Yuanbai, and there were no major events. After all, Si Yuanbai's talisman cultivation was profound, and he had a backer in the sect, so he didn't even have to do these miscellaneous affairs.

But now Yuan Tuan was a soft-tempered person, and he had no majesty or backer in the sect. When it was his turn, it was naturally not a good thing. He went down the mountain to handle many things and was busy.

In addition, sword cultivators from various peaks often came to admire the name, and Li Xizhi did not dare to show his face at will, his heart was bitter.

Most of these sword cultivators were Qi Refining cultivators, calling themselves lowering their cultivation, but these cultivators had cultivated for decades longer than him, not to mention their profound sword path, and their eyes were even more vicious. Where could he deal with them?

Li Xizhi was afraid of losing the face of his family and Qingsui Peak, so he had to sneak up and down the mountain every day, wrapping himself tightly and keeping a low profile to avoid trouble.

Finally climbing to the platform on the top of the mountain, Li Xizhi let out a long breath and suddenly raised his head.

He saw the bamboo forest in front of him with the north wind blowing, and a green deer as tall as a person stood in the falling bamboo leaves, with a Daoist nun sitting on it, her face beautiful, quietly looking at him.

"Master!"

Li Xizhi spoke respectfully. Yuan Tuan nodded calmly, and did not ask why he was dressed like this, as if she had expected it, and said softly:

"I have retrieved the technique for you."

Her slender hands curled, handing over a pale yellow jade slip. Li Xizhi hurriedly took it, his spiritual sense moved, and he saw five large characters:

"Morning Glow Dew Gathering Art"

Li Xizhi breathed a sigh of relief, and saw Yuan Tuan say softly:

"This technique is also fourth-grade. Although it cannot compare with the direct descendants of those fairy peaks, it is no worse than the techniques generally cultivated in the sect. It is quite difficult to cultivate, so few people in the sect cultivate it, and only the content up to Foundation Establishment is available."

Li Xizhi did not ask why his master was unwilling to take the better "Yuanqing Rain Controlling Art," and just listened silently, and heard a whisper in his ear:

"Most of the same participation of this technique is lost, and only a few broken inheritances are in the Wu Kingdom, so don't worry."

Li Xizhi did not know how much effort his master had spent to obtain this technique. Moved, he could only say respectfully:

"Master's kindness is like..."

Yuan Tuan suddenly spoke, directly interrupting him, and said softly:

"It should be."

She stared at Li Xizhi's eyes and said softly:

"This technique requires gathering 【Morning Glow Colorful Qi】, entering the clouds and mist, falling into deep valleys, which is quite troublesome. It is absolutely impossible for the sect to hand over the Qi Gathering Art to your family for your clan members to help. Only by buying it from the sect at a high price."

Li Xizhi raised his head slightly and said astringently:

"I don't know the price..."

"One hundred and twenty spirit stones."

Yuan Tuan's voice was cold, but there was a taste of gritting her teeth. Li Xizhi was shocked by this price and lowered his head. Heaven and man were fighting in his heart, and Yuan Tuan only replied:

"Let the family gather it. If it is not enough, I will subsidize it."

"Thank you, Master!"

Li Xizhi bowed respectfully. When he got up, Yuan Tuan had already disappeared. He walked into his small courtyard in a daze, lit a lamp without a word, spread out the letter paper, and did not fall for a long while.

The dim lamp light flickered, illuminating the golden red interweaving on his face. Li Xizhi pursed his lips, and a drop of ink fell from the brush in his hand.

He put down the brush with peace of mind, changed a sheet of rice paper, and began to be anxious again, staring blankly.

Heavy snow was falling. Li Ximing bid farewell to his relatives in the clan and set off to return to the Xiao family. Although he had not reached Qi Refining, the magic treasure 【Qingxuan】 on his wrist had turned into a green-patterned deer, jumping and following him closely.

Without waiting for the clan members to speak, Li Yuanjiao drove the wind himself to send him to the Xiao family.

This year's snow came early, fluttering, Li Yuanjiao sent Li Ximing away, Li Yuanping ordered the tasks of the group, and just as they dispersed, he saw a white light flying from afar, landing rapidly on the array.

"Yuan family cultivator Yuan Hu-yuan, come to pay respects! Please open the mountain gate!"

The sound of magic power drummed, and Li Yuanping on the mountain paused slightly.

'Yuan Hu-yuan? Why did he come.'

Yuan Hu-yuan was a peak Qi Refining cultivator and a direct descendant of the Yuan family. Although there was no hope of Foundation Establishment, his status was noble. Now he was dressed in magic robes, waiting quietly outside.

Li Yuanjiao was not in the clan. Li Qinghong on the side drove the wind and flew up, wearing through the array, carrying a spear and stepping forward. Her jade hand closed, and she said clearly:

"Li family Li Qinghong, greets the Senior."

Li Qinghong was dressed in jade armor and holding a spear, heroic and spirited. Although Yuan Hu-yuan was also an old cultivator of a hundred years, his eyes lit up, so he twisted his beard and laughed:

"So it is the thunder cultivator of your clan. The old man has also heard of the lady's name."

His spiritual sense touched politely and left, surprised:

"I didn't expect the lady to have already reached Qi Refining! This..."

Li Qinghong did not want to talk to him about these. She did not make many moves, only treating his hearing as polite words, and smiled:

"I don't know Senior...?"

"Oh."

Yuan Hu-yuan came back to his senses, still full of disbelief, shook his sleeves, took out a secret letter from it, and replied:

"A letter came from home, among which there is one from Xizhi, specially sent to your clan."

Yuan Hu-yuan, a dignified peak Qi Refining cultivator, personally made a trip, naturally it could not be as simple as what he said on his mouth. It must be that some words were inconvenient to say outside the array. Li Qinghong thanked him and took it, understanding.

So she first stuffed this small letter into her sleeve, and said with a smile:

"Please Senior, come in and sit."

"Good!"

Yuan Hu-yuan was not polite. The two fell together. Li Yuanping below had already packed up the main hall. Waiting for the two to step in together, even the spirit tea was served.

Yuan Hu-yuan first circled around with some nothingness, and then gradually entered the topic, saying softly:

"I don't know how Senior Tongya is now?"

Yuan Hu-yuan first came to the Li family to escort Li Chiqing back. His cultivation was already in the middle stage of Qi Refining, and Li Tongya was just a Fetal Breath little cultivator. Foundation Establishment was noble, but now he had to call Li Tongya Senior.

Li Qinghong laughed lightly and replied:

"It is a pity that the ancestor has already gone into seclusion, making Senior disappointed."

"Eh."

Yuan Hu-yuan looked at her with deep meaning, and did not mention this matter, turning to say:

"Your clan's Xizhi is cultivating on Qingsui Peak, and he is quite competitive. Now he is already at the sixth layer of Fetal Breath. I came here today to ask on behalf of Ancestor Yuan Tuan:

You and I are both elders of Xizhi. Now that this child is about to break through to Qi Refining, I don't know what arrangements your clan has?"

Li Qinghong first pretended to be surprised, and said without thinking:

"The techniques in the sect are naturally better than my small family, and everything is arranged by the ancestor."

"Haha."

Yuan Hu-yuan laughed dryly twice and replied:

"The ancestor naturally wants Xizhi to be good. The fourth-grade 'Yuanqing Rain Controlling Art' is naturally indispensable, but I want to touch the fifth grade."

"Among the Qingchi inheritance, the fifth-grade 'Dark Floating Cloud Sutra' is only for the direct descendants of the Chi family, and the 'Cewen Heavenly Language Sutra' is a secret technique that is not passed on..."

Yuan Hu-yuan said a series of things, and then paused slightly, laughing:

"There are many ancient methods, I don't know how your clan sees it."

Li Qinghong sipped tea, looking at Yuan Hu-yuan in front of her, just short of writing Taiyin Moon Flower on her face, feeling helpless in her heart:

'Could it be that they think I look easy to deceive? These words are too explicit.'

Opening her vermilion lips slightly, she smiled:

"My Li family is poor and white, and everything is decided by the ancestor."

"Good, the lady is a sensible person."

Yuan Hu-yuan naturally nodded, and his heart was also ashamed. He, Yuan Hu-yuan, was an old cultivator of a hundred years, always treating people with generosity, and his old face still had some weight among the families. It should not have been like this...

If it weren't for the greed and luck of the ancestor Yuan Licheng in the family, forcing him, how could he, Yuan Hu-yuan, lose his face to do such a thing? Now it was like being liberated, and he let out a breath, laughing:

"There is one thing, I want to congratulate the lady."

Li Qinghong pretended to listen, and Yuan Hu-yuan continued to congratulate:

"Your clan's Fellow Daoist Li Xuanfeng has already cast a fairy foundation in Yishan City and cultivated 【Inlaid Jin Shi】!"

"What! Uncle Xuanfeng broke through to Foundation Establishment!"

Li Qinghong reacted instantly. This time, there was a sincere smile on her face, and she laughed:

"Thank you, Senior Yuan, for telling me!"

Yuan Hu-yuan laughed happily and nodded:

"Congratulations! Congratulations! Now your clan is a family of three generations of Foundation Establishment, and already has the atmosphere of a great family!"

Yuan Hu-yuan naturally included Li Mutian, which was a bit far-fetched, but it was a lucky word. Li Qinghong smiled and thanked him, and heard a sound of rustling snow. A young man in black entered the hall.

Li Yuanjiao sent Li Ximing away. On the way, he really caught a demon cultivator, but it was the peak of Fetal Breath. The difference between Qi Refining and non-Qi Refining was heaven and earth. He was slapped to death by Li Yuanjiao on the spot, and he took a storage bag back.

He shook off the snow on his body, holding a blood-stained storage bag in his hand, panting hot air in his mouth, threw the storage bag on the case, glanced at Yuan Hu-yuan, and doubted:

"Who is this?"

"Yuan family Yuan Hu-yuan."

Yuan Hu-yuan replied. Li Qinghong introduced the situation before and after. Li Yuanjiao also smiled and nodded, replying:

"Greetings, Senior."

He had expected it long ago and was not surprised. Yuan Hu-yuan continued:

"Senior Xuanfeng was promoted by Element True Person and is now a general in Yishan City! He can be counted as a member of the Qingchi Sect! It is different from the past."

The brother and sister looked at each other. Their Li family had been pitted by the Zifu for so long, and they had long lost trust in these Qingchi Zifu. They only felt that something bad was going to happen, smiling reluctantly.

It was Yuan Hu-yuan who said mysteriously:

"Element True Person has always been alone, and is not close to the Zifu in the sect. There are no fairy peaks or families under his command. Your family can seize this opportunity..."

Seeing the brother and sister thoughtful, he laughed and arched his hands, laughing:

"The words have been brought, goodbye!"

The two sent him out of the array, still confused. After falling back to the hall, Li Yuanjiao said:

"Element True Person is said to be 【Cave Spring Sound】, and 【Inlaid Jin Shi】 is eight poles away... This fairy foundation is estimated to be only useful for the Tangjin Gate..."

Li Qinghong remembered one thing and whispered:

"【Cave Spring Sound】? My family has a technique that is 【Cave Spring Sound】, which is the "Cave Spring Clear Spirit Art" cultivated by Uncle Xuansuan. It is a pity that it is only third-grade... and can only be cultivated to Foundation Establishment."

"If it is the Qingchi Sect's technique, even if it is the same fairy foundation, it is definitely more than third-grade."

The two calculated to no avail, gave up helplessly. Li Yuanjiao took out a cyan jade bottle from his storage bag and laughed:

"You take a look at this thing."

Li Yuanjiao worked hard to make this trip, not just to escort the juniors.

In those years, Li Xuansuan obtained a heaven and earth spirit water in the storage bag of a demon cultivator in the market, and he still didn't know its origin. Now that he had a chance, he asked Xiao Yuansi on the way.

Xiao Yuansi was knowledgeable, explored it slightly, and compared it with a few books, knowing the origin of this thing.

Looking at Li Qinghong's confused expression, Li Yuanjiao replied:

"This thing is a heaven and earth spirit water, comparable to a treasure medicine, called 【Earth Evil Cold Spring】, which can eliminate fire poison, add evil spirit... can cooperate with many techniques, it is a good spirit water."

"Comparable to treasure medicine?"

Li Qinghong held it tighter.

Treasure medicine is not as simple as a Foundation Establishment spirit object. Spirit objects like 【Wanling Flower】 can only be called Foundation Establishment spirit objects, but cannot be called treasure medicine. The gap between the two is very large.

Foundation Establishment spirit objects are just spirit objects that can have an effect on Foundation Establishment cultivators, while some good treasure medicine has magical effects, reaching the point where even Zifu would covet it.

The two put away this heaven and earth spirit water, and only then took out Li Xizhi's letter and read it carefully.

After a full ten breaths, Li Yuanjiao silently put away the letter. Li Qinghong stood with a spear, and her spiritual sense swept through it clearly. Her silver teeth bit lightly, and she said in a deep voice:

"One hundred and twenty spirit stones? Are you crazy? What kind of heaven and earth spiritual energy has such a price?! It is clearly blackmailing my family!"

The words were said like this, Li Qinghong looked at her brother who was silent, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart, and said tentatively:

"Still have to gather it for Zhier..."

Li Yuanjiao gently put away the sealed letter, gritted his teeth, raised his eyebrows, looking gloomy:

"Gather... sell the spirit objects in the clan to gather it for Zhier!"

He paused and said in a deep voice:

"How many spirit stones are left in the family!"

Li Yuanping on the side stepped forward and replied:

"There are still eighty-plus."

Li Yuanping just finished speaking, and hurriedly emphasized:

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