Chapter 406: Chengming Generation

Qingdu Mountain.

Qingdu Mountain had been moved for nearly ten years, the earth veins changed, three small peaks had risen on both sides, high and low, the highest was about a hundred Ren, just reaching the mountainside of Qingdu main peak, the short one was also fifty or sixty Ren, built many houses.

The highest auxiliary peak was called Fu Peak, left for Li Xuansuan to live in all year round, followed by a few apprentices of the talisman Dao, as for the shorter ones, left for the small sect Li Chengmu, Li Chengshi brothers.

These two brothers were now Yujing, following Li Xicheng to manage affairs in the clan, heard they were reliable.

"Xicheng acts according to the rules, the two brothers were also raised in the Qingdu Grotto-Heaven since childhood, loyal and reliable."

Li Yuanjiao rode the wind back to Qingdu Mountain, the lights at the cave entrance on the top of the mountain were bright, the two were guarding in front of the door, he went down the stone steps all the way, suddenly bright and large Grotto-Heaven.

This place was naturally the snake monster Grotto-Heaven back then, now the Qingdu Grotto-Heaven, repaired by the Li family for decades, the cave entrances on the wall were very regular, although the spirit machine was not rich, it was wide and huge, could accommodate several Foundation Establishment cultivators to cultivate.

The burden of supporting Foundation Establishment was heavy, so noble families had high requirements for territory, thanks to Li Tongya occupying this place many years ago, now the Li family looked at Foundation Establishment gradually increasing and it was not a problem, instead it was not a problem.

"Wutu Mountain fire vein has been built, Xuan Yue Sect's Kong Gusun is still watching over Wutu, making it gradually stable, Ximing started to move over... Qinghong is in seclusion, no wonder it is so cold."

Just looking, Li Xijun rode the wind over, said respectfully:

"Have seen Uncle."

Li Yuanjiao nodded, asked:

"When to go into seclusion to break through?"

Li Xijun acted steadily, had stayed at the fifth level of Qi Refining for a period of time, polished his cultivation, now seeing his breath was thick, already very refined, said respectfully:

Li Xijun and Li Yuanjiao wandered in Qingdu Grotto-Heaven for a while, a voice came from a place, Li Yuanjiao said:

"In front is..."

"Children of the Chengming generation, most have entered the Grotto-Heaven to cultivate."

Li Yuanjiao suddenly understood:

"Unknowingly, more than ten years have passed, the descendants of Chengming have grown up..."

The two rode the wind forward, in the courtyard, a group of teenagers were gathering, a pair were catching each other, shouting endlessly.

A group of teenagers and girls, naturally the children of the Chengming generation in the family.

Li Yuanjiao was even seeing this group of children for the first time, touched lightly in his hand, hid his figure, this group of children hadn't even cultivated the Yujing wheel, naturally couldn't use the Xuanwen bottle.

Li Xijun had been in seclusion for the past few years, he cultivated hard, didn't have much time to move, similarly hadn't seen a few times, also pinched a magic technique, hid his figure, standing in the clouds watching.

This group of children, the small ones were only six years old, the big ones were no more than fifteen or sixteen, cultivation was between the Taixi first level Xuanjing wheel and Taixi third level Zhou Xing wheel.

"No wonder Cheng brother said there were no figures who were a cut above the others, most of these children's cultivation talents were middle-to-upper."

The worst talent of the Xiyue generation Li Xicheng had the Zhou Xing wheel at fifteen, Chengming generation although prosperous, mostly were large sect descendants raised from small sects, except for a few Xiyue cultivators who hadn't had children, so it looked like there were no extraordinary people.

Li Xijun's gaze stayed on the dozen people in the courtyard, also no outstanding temperament, just the oldest teenager had a very tall figure, quite bold and atmospheric in speech.

His eyebrows were dense, his eyes were flashing, holding a spear in his hand, standing in the courtyard, was the oldest person, managing a group of brothers and sisters, everyone respected.

Li Xijun stared at him carefully, saw him tidy up the duel between the brothers, pointed out the younger brothers, dragged the wounded to heal, felt it was a bit interesting.

Looking at Li Yuanjiao on the side, the clan uncle was very focused, the teenagers and girls below were chatting together, Li Yuanjiao had a bit of joy, rode the wind down.

"Liao brother!"

Li Chengliao was sixteen years old this year, the oldest among the children, his eyebrows were dense, nothing unusual, just holding a sword standing, a group of disciples had finished cultivating, were called by him to sit in a circle.

Waited for the brothers and sisters to sit down, only then did Li Chengliao sit in the middle, one of them said:

Li Chengliao just said:

"You all come to ask me one by one, there are only a few kinds of methods for the family to achieve Foundation Establishment, as for what kind of wonders, just cultivate it yourself, isn't it?"

"Brother, what you said makes no sense."

A girl on the side smiled, her eyes round and eyebrows curved, opened her mouth:

"How many people in the family have Foundation Establishment? You are the direct line with high talent, you can succeed in anything you cultivate, our talent is not as good as yours, so we just listen to the fun, where can we cultivate?"

A group of teenagers and girls nodded lightly, all had dejected colors, but a child in the corner opened his mouth, crisp voice:

"Gong sister's words are meaningless, my father said Old Ancestor broke through to Yujing at twenty-something, still became 【Haohan Sea】, Foundation Establishment doesn't just look at talent."

For this group of teenagers and girls in their teens, Foundation Establishment was already a rare great supernatural power, Immortal Foundation had its own wonders, word of mouth, the more it was passed, the more mysterious, naturally everyone was thinking about Foundation Establishment.

Li Chengliao nodded, quite like an elder:

"Cheng's words are right, everyone cultivate hard, everyone is a large sect descendant, and entered Qingdu, even if you can't Foundation Establishment, no matter what, you must cultivate a Qi Refining, absolutely cannot lose the face of your own pulse."

A group of disciples responded, looking very harmonious, although a few teenagers looked at each other competitively, the atmosphere was still good.

Li Chengliao looked at the brothers and sisters with a smile, and opened his mouth again:

"I heard that the clan recently obtained a method, called "Zhihuo Changxing Gong", which is a fourth-grade method, swallowing 【Changxing Zhihuo】, cultivating the Immortal Foundation 【Zhili Xing】."

Li Minggong on the side hurriedly asked:

"What wonders are there again?"

"How would I know?"

Li Chengliao responded unpleasantly, the teenagers chatted and discussed, full of yearning, Li Cheng also floated, bowed his head and thought silently.

Li Xijun stood by Li Yuanjiao's side, said softly:

Li Yuanjiao nodded slightly, the nephew on the side regretted:

"It's just that these children's talents are better than their father's generation, but they are all regular, the hope of Foundation Establishment is very small."

Li Xijun's words were very tactful, in fact, if these children didn't have any adventures, I am afraid they couldn't touch the ninth level of Qi Refining, Li Yuanjiao hmm, eyes rarely had tenderness, laughed:

"In the past, Uncle was also regular among the four sons, only had the hope of Qi Refining, who could have thought he would be famous in the south of the river? As long as there is a spirit aperture, there is hope after all."

"It's just a pity..."

Li Yuanjiao paused slightly:

"These children don't have the favor of immortal tools, can be pillars, cannot be heads."

Li Xijun lowered his head and eyebrows, Li Yuanjiao laughed:

"Go down and see."

Li Chengliao was picking up the wooden weapons on the ground, the noisy voices of the brothers in his ears suddenly disappeared, the surroundings were quiet, only Li Minggong's nervous voice:

"Liao brother... Liao brother..."

Li Chengliao was called by the left and right, raised his head, only then discovered a young man standing in front, white clothes elegant, sword on his back, temperament extraordinary.

His gaze stopped on his face excitedly, nervously:

"Liaoer has seen Season Father!"

Li Xijun was stunned, only then discovered this child was the eldest son of his brother Li Xicheng, he had seen him before, just born and not named, just a blink of ten years, already didn't recognize.

"You are Li Chengliao?"

He was a bit embarrassed, said warmly:

"Liaoer... come... have seen Uncle."

Li Chengliao only then discovered that there was another middle-aged man beside Li Xijun, his eyebrows were short, his eyes were a bit thin, he was wearing a simple black robe, carrying a sword on his back.

"Uncle?!"

Who else could be called "Uncle" so respectfully by Li Xijun? Plus Li Yuanjiao's attire, Li Chengliao was both respectful and ecstatic, even trembling:

"Chengliao pays respects to... Uncle!"

A group of teenagers and girls who had just raised their heads lowered them again in an instant, even the eyes and eyebrows didn't dare to look, bowed together, said in unison:

"Junior pays respects to Uncle!"

Li Chengliao's gaze was too worshipful, causing Li Yuanjiao to move his gaze away slightly, his palm lifted lightly, lifting everyone up, thought:

"If Tongya Uncle was here, this group of little cubs would be crazy with joy."

Thinking, Li Yuanjiao was always gentle to his own family, said warmly:

"Which pulse's large sect descendants are you all?"

"Zhong pulse direct eldest, Li Chengliao!"

Li Chengliao started first, the girl Li Minggong on the side was the eldest sister, said respectfully:

"Bo pulse Yuanwan branch eldest sister, Li Minggong."

"Zhong pulse Yuanyun branch youngest season, Li Cheng."

"..."

Twelve people answered according to their age, Li Yuanjiao nodded, calculated the age, the best talents Li Minggong, Li Cheng and others were only similar to Li Xicheng, just said softly:

"All cultivate hard, many techniques in the clan, except for a few spirit Qi that are too difficult to collect... you can all read, choose the technique you like to cultivate."

The teenagers responded, Li Yuanjiao looked at the weapons scattered on the ground, sure enough, it was either a spear or a sword, occasionally one or two bows, ordered:

"Like what weapon, you can learn, don't just stare at these three, every weapon in the family must have someone who can learn, the clan can go to the market to find techniques for you."

After saying that, said softly:

"Have you killed anyone? Have you killed a monster?"

Seeing everyone shake their heads, Li Yuanjiao had a plan in his heart, said to Li Xijun:

"Tell Xicheng, now there are many Qi Refining in the family, don't kill the Taixi monsters caught in every mansion and town easily, send them in for the children to see blood."

"Yes."

Li Xijun responded with a smile, a group of Chengming generation didn't feel afraid, all eager to try, Li Yuanjiao paused, pondered:

"As for killing... there will be opportunities in the future... don't have to be so early..."

The direct descendants who died in the Li family didn

Li Yuanjiao gave pointers on the children's cultivation, and at Li Xijun's happy request, he helplessly displayed the 【Jing Dragon King】 for the juniors to see.

Li Chengliao and the others were cheering at first, but when the grey-blue dragon-snake bared its fangs and brandished its claws, they were terrified to the point of turning pale, dropping their weapons one by one and sitting down on the ground.

Rejecting Li Xijun's suggestion to divide the Immortal Foundation into snakes, shrimp, crabs, and fish to give the Chengming generation a good beating, Li Yuanjiao drifted away with Li Xijun, riding the clouds and mist, disappearing above the cave dwelling.

It was a long time after the two left before the children calmed down, but they admired the power of Foundation Establishment even more. Li Chengliao's heart was pounding, and looking at the brothers and sisters around him, they were all extremely excited.

"Come, come, come, let's go cultivate!"

Li Yuanjiao, looking at the happy appearance of Li Xijun beside him, finally let out a few laughs, and he said in a muffled voice:

"You really are close aunt and nephew; you play around exactly like Qinghong! Without a shred of seriousness."

Li Yuanjiao said softly:

"When she was little, she insisted on using a spear to hook peaches, and then tricked Brother Yun into catching them, smashing Brother Yun until he wailed and cried, while she laughed happily. Every time, she would only stop when Brother Xiu came over laughing to scold her."

Li Xijun pursed his lips and smiled. He saw the amusement in Li Yuanjiao's eyes clearly. The elder brother shouldn't talk about the younger brother, so he just listened obediently and responded with "mm-hmm."

Li Yuanjiao said a few words, broke free from his memories, realized belatedly that he had lost his composure, and returned to his somber appearance, though his tone was much gentler:

"The children are all quite good, very cute."

Li Xijun also cupped his hands and said softly:

"I have already asked Brother Ming about the matter of Great Uncle Xuanxuan; he has always wanted to see you."

"Good."

Li Yuanjiao said in a deep voice:

"I will go over now."

Li Xijun nodded, excused himself, and left. He first rode the wind toward Wutuo Mountain to give Li Ximing a heads-up, so as to avoid Li Yuanjiao bumping into any awkward situations.

Li Yuanjiao naturally understood everything in his heart, but knowing was knowing; he did not want to break the situation in person. He waited until the time was about right before taking a slow step down toward Wutuo Mountain.

Wutuo Mountain.

Li Ximing had already tidied up and was waiting. The uncle and nephew sat down. Li Yuanjiao listened to him respectfully finish explaining the matter, suppressed the urge to ask "Did Xijun teach you this," and said in a deep voice:

"The matter is not bad... The Hengzhu Sect has been operating this path for many years. What does your grandfather say?"

Li Ximing hurriedly said:

"Xijun went to ask. The old man insists on finishing the talismans for the next two years before leaving; he wants to drag it out for a while longer."

"It is good as long as he is willing to go."

Li Yuanjiao looked him up and down and praised:

"Not bad, almost at the seventh level of Qi Refining."

Li Ximing hurriedly said:

"I could have broken through, but I thought the progress recently was truly too fast, and I feared my foundation would be unstable, so I have not yet broken through."

"Hmm."

Li Yuanjiao nodded. The guidance Li Ximing received in cultivation combined the paths of both the Xiao and Li families, so he would not make such a mistake.

His gaze swept across the courtyard, and he saw a painting still hanging in the corner. It was mostly finished, and the painting depicted Li Ximing leaning and sitting, dressed in white, with a very calm expression on his face.

Li Yuanjiao narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly:

"The painting is indeed vivid."

Li Ximing nodded somewhat awkwardly. Li Yuanjiao turned his head to look at him:

"Do you still like it?"

Li Ximing was startled and replied:

"It is just a painting, how could there be a question of liking or not liking it."

Li Yuanjiao just sighed, put his hands behind his back, and went out.

(End of chapter)