Chapter 472: The Fei Family Now

. org A few people came out of the secret room. Li Xuanfeng, in black-gold armor, walked in the front, sat down at the head first, and the rest stood on both sides. He sat upright and asked:

"Did you get any realization?"

Everyone nodded. Just now, a fluctuation occurred, and all had insights emerging from the talisman seeds. The colors of the talisman seeds in the Qi sea became brighter, and several formulas emerged in their minds. Everyone could sense the magic mirror in the Great Void through the talisman seeds, recite the formulas silently, and thereby obtain the sensing.

Li Xuanfeng saw everyone nod, paused slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"It is a good thing. Xizhi should have a sense in the sect."

The crowd below nodded, but the mourning period had not passed, and everyone was not in high spirits, so they did not reveal much joy. Li Xuanfeng paused slightly and said softly:

"Now that Yu Muxian is dead, do not act rashly on the lake for the time being. Wait until I return to the Southern Border, understand the compromise of interests in the sect through the Ning family's handwriting, send a letter back, and then do this."

Li Qinghong nodded and answered:

"We will wait for news in the clan, but... there was a person in the Yu family in those years, good at using sword techniques, called Yu Mujian."

She brought this matter up, and very few people in the hall had an impression. Li Xuanfeng nodded slightly. Li Qinghong turned to explain to a few juniors:

"When the Yu family was at its peak, several brothers each had their own abilities. Yu Muxian was intelligent, Yu Mugao's methods were vicious, and there was another person called Yu Mujian, who had been defeated by Great-Grandfather, and went north to seek the Dao, and had not been heard of since."

"If this person is alive, perhaps he has already broken through to Foundation Establishment, so we still need to guard against him."

When this was said, Li Xicheng, who had been managing the family at the foot of the mountain, understood and answered:

"In these years, Uncle, Fourth Uncle, and others have successively managed the family, all having sent internal agents to urge the Yu family to scatter. I will go and check if there is any communication, or where he went."

Li Xuanfeng nodded slightly, feeling that a few people could be considered capable, so he waved his hand for people to go down, leaving Li Qinghong behind.

He asked:

"I heard... in recent years, the Fei family has not been very close to my family, perhaps because that Fei Qingyi is cultivating on Yuanwu Peak?"

Li Qinghong nodded, explained the situation generally, and said softly:

"It is also... the Fei family has not written to my family for many years. The kindness of those years was forgotten earlier."

In those years, Fei family young master Fei Yihe went to the Southern Border with him. Li Xuanfeng had letters from Fei Yihe to bring home. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice:

"I will go to the Fei family."

Li Qinghong was somewhat worried and hurriedly said:

"I... will also go together."

Li Xuanfeng did not stop her. The two rode the wind and flew up, flying straight over a continent full of ruins and arrays.

"The Lake-Zhongzhou market of those years."

Li Xuanfeng glanced slightly. This market had been visited by loose cultivators coming and going for I don't know how many times. The prohibition great array was still exerting its effect from time to time. He said:

"I estimate that in another ten or twenty years, call a few Foundation Establishment cultivators, cooperate with an array master, and it should be able to sweep away the residual arrays in the lake, and it can be taken for a foothold. The Lake-Zhongzhou is wealthy and can support cultivators."

Li Qinghong nodded. Her family had also been planning this idea for a long time. They flew over together. The north bank of Moon-Watching Lake had higher terrain, gathered spirit veins, and the mountains and rivers were rich and beautiful. Cliffs, stone walls, and snow peaks appeared before their eyes. Li Xuanfeng looked at it and landed on Cold-Yunfeng with her.

A white-clothed middle-aged cultivator greeted them straight on, full of cold air, raised his eyebrows to look, and his heart jumped.

The woman between them stepped on thunder and lightning, was in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, had willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, and was about twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old. She looked somewhat familiar.

Seeing the woman's appearance, she was no longer an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator, and the other person was wearing black-gold armor, which made people's eyes ache at a glance, and his face was like a knife cut. He had a judgment in his heart:

"It is a disciple of the Immortal Sect."

In an instant, his waist bent to the lowest point, and he lowered his head respectfully:

"This is the Cold-Cloud Fei family. I do not know which two Seniors."

Li Xuanfeng did not speak. Li Qinghong was still polite and said softly:

"Li Qinghong of Qingdu."

As soon as this was said, the man before him was struck by lightning, his face turned pale, his lips trembled, and for a time he did not know how to answer. He hesitated for a breath and said in a low voice:

"So... so it is the noble clan... I, Fei Tongcai, have seen the two Seniors."

Fei Tongcai only then understood why there was a sense of familiarity. Li Qinghong had stayed in the Fei family for three years in those years, and she had also met Fei Tongxiao and others a few times. At the moment, he sucked in a breath secretly and lowered his head:

"I do not know the two..."

Li Xuanfeng finally opened his mouth and said in a low voice:

"The two families are old friends. Now that we are visiting, is it that we cannot even enter Cold-Yunfeng."

Fei Tongcai was sweating profusely, not knowing what to say, and could only bow slightly, answering:

"The junior is of low status... I still have to ask the family head to come and welcome you in person."

He hurriedly retreated. Li Qinghong answered softly:

"The Fei family was ordered not to cultivate 【Jian Dao Jin】 in those years. A set of cultivation method systems for hundreds of years was completely scrapped. Everything has to start from scratch. For these decades, they have not even cultivated a Foundation Establishment cultivator."

Li Xuanfeng stood with his hands behind his back and answered:

"People seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. The Fei family's choice cannot be considered a mistake. It is just that every time I think of Great-Uncle leaving the entire Fei family with one sword, but getting such a return, I always feel somewhat uncomfortable."

Li Qinghong was about to speak, but her face changed slightly. She saw a bright light rising on Cold-Yunfeng, and the 【Cloud-Gathering Heaven-South】 great array that the Fei family had relied on for many years rose, blooming with white and bright colors, covering the entire immortal peak.

Li Xuanfeng raised his eyebrows, and from afar, he saw a person flying over. He looked seventy percent like Fei Yihe, with a romantic and suave appearance, but now his face was ugly. He rode the wind over and said in a low voice:

"I, Fei family head Fei Tongyu, have seen the two Seniors."

The Fei family opened the great array, almost putting distrust on the table. And Li Tongya had saved the lives of his clan. This move could be said to be very offensive. Moreover, the family head Fei Tongyu came to welcome them in person, taking risks, showing a self-contradictory move, which made Li Qinghong shake her head secretly:

"Brother once said that this person is a white weasel busy with winter. Sure enough, it is the same appearance. Guarding against this and guarding against that is enough... since he offended, he did not offend thoroughly. He is a wall-grass character..."

Li Xuanfeng looked at him carefully, revealing a somewhat meaningless smile on his face, and said in a deep voice:

"You are Fei Tongyu! Good!"

He took a letter from his bosom and said with a cold expression:

"This is the letter your father asked me to bring to you! Take care of yourself in the future!"

He threw it casually. This letter, along with a storage bag, smashed into Fei Tongyu's arms with a slap, and he turned and rode the wind away straight. Li Qinghong naturally cooperated and stepped forward, somewhat eagerly:

"How can fellow Daoist do this! It is too rude!"

Fei Tongyu had not heard news of his father for decades. He was smashed until he was dizzy, and he was also stared at by Li Xuanfeng's pupil technique. He had long been in a mess from top to bottom, and he did not know how to deal with it. He only said:

"I!... This! Harm!"

Li Xuanfeng's smash and departure had already smashed the other party's offense back firmly. Li Qinghong sang the red face and said softly:

"Fellow Daoist! This matter is not interesting!"

Fei Tongyu seemed to be dreaming. He paused in the air, somewhat dull, clutching the letter his father wrote in his hand tightly, tears in his eyes, and asked in a pleading tone:

"I was just afraid... forget it... please go to the peak and sit for a while."

Li Qinghong knew that Li Xuanfeng had not gone far, nodded slightly, and rode the wind down with him. Fei Tongyu hurriedly wanted to lead her into the cave dwelling, but Li Qinghong did not intend to stay much, only saying:

"You and I can just walk on this peak."

Li Qinghong was a Foundation Establishment middle-stage high cultivator. How dared Fei Tongyu say anything more? He bent down and led the way. They landed on the peak full of white snow, raised their eyes, and saw a great hall with a sealed top, looking strange.

Li Qinghong had also stayed in the Fei family for a few years and understood the Fei family's habits. They always wanted to open the courtyard to enjoy the moon and watch the snow. She glanced at it with some doubt, and Fei Tongyu hurriedly explained:

"That is where my younger brother lived before he died. He never enjoyed the moon, and even specially sealed the top of the great hall."

"Before he died?"

Li Qinghong's expression was shocked, and she asked back:

"What is the situation now? Where is your younger brother Fei Tongxiao!"

Fei Tongyu lowered his head and bent down, his face flushed, showing a very low posture, answering:

"He failed to break through to Foundation Establishment and has turned into cold wind and cold snow, disappearing."

"Fei Tongxiao is dead?"

Li Qinghong was truly stunned. She did not think that this man really had the heart to impact Foundation Establishment. An old friend left like this, and for a while, she could not speak.

Fei Tongyu wept and said:

"It happened a few years ago..."

Li Qinghong was silent. The two went to Fei Wangbai's tomb to walk around. The tombstone was already covered in purple moss, looking exceptionally lonely in the snow.

After all, they had performed the etiquette of master and apprentice. Li Qinghong worshipped slightly, and the two walked slowly up the cold mountain full of pine snow. Crossing this mountain ridge, they saw the familiar pavilion at a glance.

In those years, she practiced spear techniques in that building, and Fei Tongxiao came to find her day after day, having to climb up from the mountainside every time. Now that decades had passed, this small pavilion was actually still left.

Fei Tongyu took her in. The two pots of wintersweet in front of the door were well-kept, covered in white frost. The door panel was brushed clean with white paint, and the stone steps were polished smooth and bright, only that no one had stepped on them for some time, covered in thick frost.

The two sat at the stone table in the courtyard. Fei Tongyu sat and began to shed tears, showing the decadence of a middle-aged man suffering from the erosion of time, saying softly:

"My younger brother... passed away three years ago, leaving a letter for me, asking me to hand it to you. I was entrusted by Qingyi and did not dare to send anyone over."

He took out a small letter from his storage bag, no larger than a palm. Li Qinghong's apricot eyes drooped, and a few lines of characters were simply written on it:

"Senior Sister, Tongxiao is dull and cannot succeed. I was reckless and disturbed you when I was young. I am only fortunate that I did not delay Senior Sister's Dao path."

"But Senior Sister, forty-eight years of cold mountain pine snow, my heart is as stubborn as the green mountain and has never wavered."

Fei Tongxiao had once cultivated under Fei Wangbai with her, but both knew it was just a transaction between the two families. Fei Wangbai had never taught any real things, and they had never mentioned it after leaving.

This 'Senior Sister' had not been heard for decades.

This handwriting was simple black ink. Li Qinghong looked at it carefully twice, turned her head away, and said in a low voice:

"Why is this necessary..."

Fei Tongyu answered:

"He did not marry a wife, nor did he take a concubine."

Li Qinghong put it away, turned her head away, revealing her snow-white neck, her voice somewhat dry, answering:

"This is why..."

Fei Tongyu closed his eyes and wept, clutching his father's letter tightly in his hand, but never dared to open it, only staring at the brick seams on the floor with his head lowered. The two fell into silence, each with their own thoughts.

Li Qinghong only raised her head like waking up after a long time, saying softly:

"Noble clan..."

The four words 'take care of yourself' hovered in her throat, but Li Qinghong did not say them. She bowed to say goodbye, raised her slender hand gently, picked a plum blossom from the pottery pot at the door, and rode the thunder light away.

Fei Tongyu knelt on the spot, opened the letter bit by bit, looked at the familiar handwriting on the letter, and emitted a low cry.

Li Qinghong rode the wind and came out. Li Xuanfeng was standing by the lake, staring blankly at the scenery in the center of the lake. Seeing Li Qinghong land, he muttered:

"You said Great-Uncle came with black hair and white clothes, holding a sword. What kind of scenery is that."

He raised his eyebrows to look at Li Qinghong, seeing that her expression seemed somewhat low, and asked:

"How is it?"

"Nothing."

Li Qinghong shook her head and answered:

"An... old friend... failed to break through and died."

Li Xuanfeng rode the wind south with her, paused, and opened his mouth:

"Don't think too much... our lifespan is long, and we will see many such things."

Li Qinghong nodded silently, and the two landed on the peak together. Li Xuanfeng said:

"I still have to find a few families. You go and cultivate yourself."

Li Qinghong had long lost her mood, nodded in response, and forced herself to land back on the peak, seeing the heavy rain falling again, dripping all over the mountain.

She had only walked a few steps when Li Xijun was waiting for her on the top of the mountain. Seeing his aunt land, he stepped forward and said softly:

"The family affairs have been arranged, and Li Wushao's spiritual nature has been re-extracted and handed to Yueshang. In these years, Yueshang and Aunt need to take a look at the family affairs."

Li Qinghong understood as soon as she heard this. Sure enough, she saw Li Xijun say:

"Nephew is going into seclusion to cultivate, preparing to break through to Foundation Establishment."

Li Qinghong asked:

"Are there any spirit pills prepared?"

Li Xijun smiled slightly, took out a white jade bottle from his bosom, and answered:

"Suiyuan Pill, the one from Ming-ge's time was left to me."

Li Qinghong breathed a sigh of relief and said in a low voice:

"Count him as having a bit of conscience!"

Li Xijun laughed, seeming to be in a good mood. He hesitated for a few breaths and said softly:

"If... I cannot succeed... please be more lenient to Ximing... Chengliao in the family is capable... as for Chenghuai... although his talent is not as good as his father's, he can be considered not bad. Treat him well..."

He repeated many things in a rambling way. Li Qinghong listened carefully and then said:

"Go, go, go, don't say these unlucky things!"

Li Xijun smiled, joined his hands, and bowed deeply. Li Qinghong looked at the rain clouds in the sky and calculated with her fingers, pondering:

"I don't know when this rain will disperse, and whether this year's winter will be delayed..."

She spoke out:

"You are breaking through to Foundation Establishment after all, it is better to go to Yuting Mountain. There are pines and snow there, and the imagery is very suitable."

Li Xijun must have thought about these things when breaking through to Foundation Establishment himself. He frowned and said:

"But the spirit opportunity there is not thick enough..."

"Come."

Li Qinghong patted her storage bag, and a cyan jade bottle flew out. She said softly:

"This is the Foundation Establishment spirit liquid 【Yuwa Spirit Liquid】, which was brought back by the Old Ancestor. I learned a technique in the East Sea that can mist this spirit object and use it to increase the spirit opportunity for a few years, which is just right for your breakthrough."

Li Xijun could not see that this was originally left for Li Ximing, but he could distinguish the priority and did not talk back, answering respectfully:

"Then I will trouble Aunt!"

(End of chapter)

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