Chapter 369: Slaughtering Jun Tujun Kuiguang

The Li family members quickly rode the wind and went far away. Li Li Yuanjiao's face was slightly pale. He took a pill to remove cold poison and regulate his true essence, and his face looked much better. Li Li Qinghong on the side had consumed a lot and also took medicine to regulate her breath.

Although he had suffered a minor injury, Li Li Yuanjiao still had a smile on his face. The storage bag in his hand was shining brightly, full of runes, looking like no ordinary object. He smiled:

"This demonic cultivator looks extraordinary. At the very least, he is of the same rank as Zhang Zhang Huaide and Qiu Ji. He is a core figure, different from those small demonic cultivators. This time, I fear there will be quite a harvest."

While speaking, Li Li Yuanjiao did not easily open the storage bag but held it in his hand and played with it. Li Li Xuanxuan said with some worry:

"Jiao'er, how is your injury?"

"No harm. Let Gui Luan regulate it for me for two days, then stabilize my cultivation for a few months, and I can break through to the ninth layer."

The implication was the Lu Pill. The old monkey was following behind, so he didn't say it out loud. The three and the monkey flew silently for a while. Li Li Yuanjiao suddenly stopped and said softly:

"Found it!"

Under his feet was a small Tai-Xi clan. The demonic cultivators were killing happily. Li Li Yuanjiao rode the wind down and swung his sword to hack.

After a while, he brought back a Tai-Xi demonic cultivator. His four limbs had already been cut off, leaving a lonely, smooth torso. His two eyes were wide open, begging for mercy.

Li Li Yuanjiao's eyes were bright, unmoved. He just threw him to the ground, threw the storage bag of the Qi-Refining demonic cultivator onto his face, and ordered:

"Use your spiritual sense to open it."

The demonic cultivator did as he was told, trembling. The mouth of the storage bag loosened slightly, spilling out a pile of items. No marking spell was triggered, and it didn't look like there were any traps.

Li Li Yuanjiao couldn't be bothered to see if this demonic cultivator had been marked for revenge. Amidst the pleas for mercy, he kicked his head to pieces, burned it clean with fire spells, and took the storage bag and many spiritual items.

All this took only a few dozen breaths, and it was solved cleanly. Li Li Qinghong was regulating her breath while holding her spear, as if she hadn't heard. Li Li Xuanxuan frowned and interjected:

"There was no need to cut him into a human stick... A sword would have ended him. Why do this, making it bloody everywhere."

"It saves trouble. No need to guard against what talismans he might use."

He smiled and replied. The few rode the wind and rose. Li Li Yuanjiao flipped through the storage bag, checking the harvest. Before long, they had crossed the various families and reached the edge of the Yu family's territory.

The Yu family's Milin County was already filled with smoke and fire on all four sides, devastated. Flowing light and spells collided, smoke rolling.

Li Li Xuanxuan stopped for a while and said in a low voice:

"From Yu Yu Yufeng to Yu Yu Chengyi, it has only been four generations, yet it has already become decadent and difficult to return to!"

"Who says it isn't?"

Li Li Qinghong held her spear, staring at the flickering firelight erupting in the county, and replied:

"Noble clans rise from humble beginnings. The clan ancestors were either gifted and deep-minded, or open-minded and generous, knowing how to use people, or cautious and scheming, suspicious and cruel, only then could they stand out."

"Building a career in one generation, defending it in the second—most are far inferior to their predecessors."

"Later generations indulge in pleasure, sink into cultivation, and do not know the warmth and cold of the human world. If they can achieve Foundation Establishment and Purple Mansion, they can still suppress the clan; if they cannot, they bury the seeds of disaster!"

Li Li Yuanjiao pressed his sword and watched, saying in a muffled voice:

"From my family's Gao Zu to now, it has been four generations. Xiyue is already the fifth generation."

He turned his head and suddenly asked:

"Among the descendants, is there anyone comparable to the Gao Zu or Great-Grandancestor?"

Li Li Qinghong didn't expect the topic to suddenly become so heavy and hurriedly smiled:

"Brother, you are joking. Each generation has its own circumstances; there is no need to compare."

Li Li Xuanxuan had been listening to the discussion between the brother and sister along the way without saying a word. After entering Lizheng Town, he went to the peak to draw talismans. Li Li Yuanjiao and Li Li Qinghong landed in the central hall together to divide the spoils with Li Brother Yuanping.

There were ten storage bags from Tai-Xi cultivators. They put the spiritual items and magic treasures into the treasury, leaving only forty-odd spirit stones to add to the clan treasury, finally making up for the shortfall left by the spirit stones for Li Li Qingxiao and the Yushan lineage.

They poured out the savings of the Qi-Refining demonic cultivator. There were twenty spirit stones alone. Li Li Yuanjiao was about to hand them over to Brother Yuanping when he saw him frown and say:

"Brother and sister, you must take some! If you hand everything over to the clan, where will you get the resources to cultivate? Brother, you are about to build your foundation; think more about yourself."

The Li siblings looked at each other, divided them half and half, each took a few bottles of usable pills, and the rest were mostly demonic arts. Li Li Yuanjiao picked and chose, looked at them one by one, and finally his eyes lit up, and he smiled:

"There is a fourth-grade spell."

The spells widely circulated in Wu and Yue were mostly first or second grade, or even unranked. Third or fourth grade were mostly secret treasures of noble clans, and higher ones belonged only to immortal sects. Hearing this, everyone gathered around. Li Li Yuanjiao read it carefully and replied:

"A rare thing! It is a fourth-grade spell from the small sect 【Slaughtering Jun Sect】 of the State of Wu, called: 【Slaughtering Jun Tujun Kuiguang】. It uses different cold Qi and cold water to practice. Entry requires nine cold Qi or three cold water, and great success requires eighty-one!"

"Usually, you refine these cold Qi and cold water into the index finger of your left hand. When facing the enemy, you pinch the dharma spell to release 【Slaughtering Jun Tujun Kuiguang】, which can hinder the enemy's magic power operation. If practiced to great success, at the first encounter, even Qi Refining would turn into ice water."

After Li Li Yuanjiao finished speaking, Li Li Qinghong took it and read it carefully, sighed with regret, and said softly:

"I cannot use it. Thunder belongs to fire, which most breaks Yin cold, let alone refining it into the index finger."

Li Li Yuanjiao nodded. His family's cultivation of the "Jianghe One Qi Technique" and "Cold Pine Dew Snow Technique" were quite compatible with this technique. The "Cold Pine Snow Qi" of the "Cold Pine Dew Snow Technique" could even be used as a cold Qi to refine this technique.

'There is still a heaven and earth spiritual water 【Earth Sha Cold Spring】 in the family, which can be used.'

"【Slaughtering Jun Sect】..."

Li Li Yuanjiao only felt it sounded familiar and doubted:

"It seems that the old monkey practiced in this sect. It is mentioned in the "White Monkey Travel Notes". This sect's cultivation technique is Yin and cold. The ancestors were once prosperous and had several secret techniques, but later they were destroyed by demonic cultivators, and finally, it circulated to our hands."

This spell required many different cold Qi and cold water. Nine kinds were considered entry-level, and it was somewhat difficult to practice. Li Li Yuanjiao temporarily stored it, planning to ask which families had cold Qi and practice it slowly.

Li Li Yuanjiao went into seclusion for half a year, stabilized his cultivation, took the Lu Pill from the family, easily broke through to the ninth layer of Qi Refining, and finally Foundation Establishment was in sight.

Now that he had broken through, he asked carefully, and most of the cultivators in the family had gone into seclusion to cultivate.

This time, the clan was much more affluent due to the demonic disaster, and many of the owed clan stipends were issued. Everyone either made progress at the critical moment of life and death or had savings to buy pills, and they all broke through.

Li Li Qinghong had made great progress in her cultivation after this series of demonic disasters and fighting, but the late stage of Qi Refining was particularly heavy on accumulation, and she had not yet broken through to the eighth layer.

Li Li Yuanjiao had just come out of seclusion when a servant sent a letter. It turned out to be a letter from the Guyan Temple. Chen Donghe had finally collected a portion of 【Golden Yang Huang Origin】. Li Li Yuanjiao was overjoyed and asked Li Li Qinghong to watch the house while he headed west.

He set off full of joy. When he crossed the 【Mount Xiping Mountain】 and the rolling golden sand swept over, Li Li Yuanjiao landed in front of the Guyan Temple, and his face suddenly looked much uglier.

The ancient city wall that had stretched for a thousand miles was now collapsed in several places, divided into three or four sections. The existing city wall was also mottled and full of cracks.

Chen Donghe's face was still pale, looking like an old wound had not healed and a new one had been added. He flew in front of him and said:

"Young Master!"

Li Li Yuanjiao pointed at the city wall and frowned without speaking. Chen Donghe replied:

"It is the demonic cultivators."

"This year, demonic cultivators often cross the border. Most of them ride the wind and leave, but some have greed in their hearts and besiege the Guyan Temple... In the battle, they often affect this ancient city wall, and it has become what it is now."

Chen Donghe sighed and continued:

"The reason why this portion of 【Golden Yang Huang Origin】 was delayed for more than half a year is because of this reason. The city wall collapsed. Originally, it could support three people to gather Qi, but now it can only accommodate two..."

Li Li Yuanjiao felt a headache. This was not something that could be fixed by repairing it. The requirement for 【Golden Yang Huang Origin】 was an ancient pass. If his family went to repair it, they might destroy this place for gathering Qi.

'Could it be that I still have to send someone to protect it!'

But his family's direct-line combat power was already small. Distributing them here to protect it not only delayed their cultivation but was also very dangerous.

"This place is too dilapidated, and the efficiency of gathering Qi is very low. It seems I have to send someone else out to search again..."

He took the jade box handed over by Chen Donghe, opened it gently, saw the golden light flowing inside, red and gold, and nodded:

"Does Aunt know about Great-Granduncle's affair? After all, he is Great-Granduncle. You can go back to the clan... and pay your respects."

Chen Donghe understood the meaning of his words: 'You can go back to the clan.' The meaning was that this 【Golden Yang Huang Origin】 still had to be gathered. Chen Donghe was a sensible person and said warmly:

"Please, Young Master, send her back. This Qi is becoming harder and harder to gather. Donghe still has to seize the time, so I won't go together."

Li Li Yuanjiao nodded silently and sent someone to invite Li Li Jingtian. After a while, the servant returned and reported that Li Li Jingtian refused to return home, only paying respects from afar, changing into white clothes, which was considered fulfilling the etiquette.

Chen Donghe sighed slightly and bowed slightly to Li Li Yuanjiao, which was considered an apology.

Until Li Li Yuanjiao disappeared into the horizon, Chen Donghe straightened up, sat down against the city wall, stared at the slowly setting sun, and felt lonely.

He was also an old man of more than sixty years. With Tian Tian Youdao dead, there was one less person who could sit down and recall the past. He muttered:

"The sunset is blood-red, and the earth veins are surging. It seems the fire veins are erupting again."

'Xiao'er... an orphan and a widow, I don't know how they are living now...'

The "Jianghe One Qi Technique" liked water and lakes. Years of life in the desert made Chen Donghe's cultivation progress much slower, but he didn't care at all, just sitting silently on the gray-white city wall, humming a line or two of hometown folk songs.

Li Li Yuanjiao returned home in a muffled voice, sat blankly on the bluestone for an hour, and then felt his strength recover, and his expression became vivid. Someone reported from below that Li Li Xijun had arrived.

"Let him come up."

Li Li Yuanjiao waited for a moment. Li Li Xijun, wearing a brocade robe, walked up quickly. The magic treasure 【Late Red Glaze】 bestowed upon him was carefully inlaid into a jade ring by him, dangling at his waist, looking quite good.

"Li Xijun has seen Uncle."

Li Li Xijun cupped his hands, looking quite relaxed. Li Li Yuanjiao's spiritual sense swept over, and he immediately understood, saying softly:

"Fifth layer of Tai-Xi Jade Capital Wheel, indeed diligent."

Li Li Xijun was humble for a few words. Li Li Yuanjiao knew he was here to ask for the Lu Pill, so he took a jade bottle from his storage bag and handed it over.

When Li Li Xijun and Li Li Ximing took this pill, they would both be cultivators at the peak of Tai-Xi. But there was only one portion of 【Golden Yang Huang Origin】. Li Li Yuanjiao organized his words and said warmly:

"Jun'er, there was only one portion of 【Golden Yang Huang Origin】 in the family, and there were some problems with the Qi source in the desert. I fear the next portion will have to wait more than ten years..."

Li Li Xijun nodded slightly, looking a little surprised. His elder brother Li Li Xicheng's situation had fallen on him, but his personality was completely different from his biological brother Li Li Xicheng. He said respectfully:

"Li Xijun leaves it entirely to the elders' decision!"

He didn't give Li Li Yuanjiao a step to climb down. Li Li Yuanjiao was silent for a moment. Li Li Xijun lowered his sword brows, paused for two breaths, and finally couldn't bear to see the elder's guilty expression, and smiled:

"Li Xijun is fond of that "Cold Pine Dew Snow Technique". It is elegant and refined, with cold Qi, suitable for carrying a sword and traveling."

""Jin Dian Huang Origin Technique" sounds like a suddenly rich landlord. It's boring to practice."

Li Li Xijun made a joke, but Li Li Yuanjiao couldn't laugh. "Cold Pine Dew Snow Technique" was only a third-grade cultivation technique, while "Jin Dian Huang Origin Technique" was a fourth-grade ancient technique. Taking this portion of heaven and earth spiritual Qi decided the path for the next hundred years.

Favoring one over the other—both were flesh and blood. How could a joke cover it up? Although Li Li Yuanjiao had thousands of emotions in his heart, he was not good at expressing them, only sighing:

"After breaking through and stabilizing your cultivation, go down the mountain to take that 【Cold Pine Snow Qi】 and prepare to break through."

He took the "Slaughtering Jun Tujun Kuiguang" from his storage bag and handed it to Li Li Xijun as if to compensate, saying warmly for once:

"This is a fourth-grade spell newly obtained by the family. You should read it carefully first, practice it slowly, and come to me when you can store cold Qi and cold water."

The 【Earth Sha Cold Spring】 in the family was not a renewable heaven and earth spiritual Qi like 【Cold Pine Snow Qi】. Li Li Yuanjiao originally didn't intend to take it out, but later he read the spell carefully and found that the amount needed was not much, so he was willing to take it out.

"Thank you, Uncle, for bestowing the spell!"

Li Li Xijun nodded calmly, took the spell and read it carefully, made a profound scenery spiritual vow, cupped his hands and retreated. Li Li Yuanjiao then came back to his senses, sat at the desk and wrote a letter, handed it to the servant, and said in a deep voice:

"Go to Xiao Xianyou Peak and ask how Young Master Ming's cultivation is. If he has already broken through to Jade Capital, return quickly."

"No."

He took back this small letter, painted it for a while, and ordered:

"Let him write a letter back, I will go pick him up personally."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 370 =====