Chapter 481

The stairs of the pavilion were lined with two stacks of straw men, with armor hung tightly. A middle-aged man was standing with a short halberd, bowing slightly, wearing a set of white armor, watching silently.

Half of his face was covered by a mask, and the half of his skin exposed on his neck was black and red, looking very terrifying.

Although this person looked fierce, his tone and expression were very humble. He stood silently behind the boy in front, watching him thrust and retract the halberd, making the armor clatter. He watched for a full quarter of an hour before saying softly: "His Highness the Heir has learned very quickly. After only two years of effort, he already has the look of it."

The wooden halberd in Li Zhouwei's hand had already been replaced by an iron halberd, only it was shorter than a normal long halberd, specially crafted according to his height, and used light spiritual iron.

He danced with both hands, thrusting, hooking, splitting, and stabbing very skillfully, accurately inserting into the gaps of the armor, making a clattering sound. Li Zhouwei stood the long halberd on the ground, wiped his sweat, and replied:

"Thousand-Household Xu... this is just a practice like play, it is an exaggeration."

The man wearing the mask was Xu Gongming. He had his face destroyed in a demonic cultivator attack years ago. Over the years, he had cultivated to the middle stage of Qi Refining. His talent was not considered good, and it was already somewhat difficult to make progress.

Following the instructions of his elder before he passed away, he worked conscientiously. Although he often made small mistakes, as he grew older, his actions became more and more steady, and he also had a reputation among the towns with the Xu family.

Xu Gongming shook his head and replied:

"The halberd is a domineering weapon. Your subordinate has practiced both long and short halberds over the years, and it is only barely an entry-level in the cultivator's weapon arts, which shows the difficulty of this path. His Highness is still young, and it is truly not easy to have such a look."

Li Zhouwei nodded, put away the long halberd, and just changed his clothes, taking a robe to put on. The white ape stood silently beside him, looked at Xu Gongming, and said:

"Today is the day for spiritual testing. His Highness will go to Mount Qingdu. Gongming, go back early."

"Yes, Senior."

The white ape was old and had a high cultivation base, and had a high status in the Li family. Xu Gongming hurriedly responded and went down. Li Zhouwei waited for a while under the steps, drank two sips of tea, and a young man walked into the hall.

Li Chengliao's attire was very grand, wearing a gray wolf fur, the gray-white wolf hair slightly shimmering, setting off his figure to be a bit larger, and having a bit of domineering flavor.

This time it was said to be a spiritual test, but Li Chengliao naturally checked his own child early. Li Zhouwei was over seven years old and had spiritual apertures. The heart that had been hanging had long been put down, but he couldn't tell the quality of the talent, so he still had to send him to the mountain.

He picked up Li Zhouwei, didn't say much, and took him to fly riding the wind. The light of magic power flickered, flying over the lake, and soon landed on Mount Qingdu Mountain.

Li Zhouwei was somewhat curious about the feeling of riding the clouds and mist. Just as he stood firm, he found that two people were already standing on the mountain.

The leader was a middle-aged woman, holding a long spear, with her long hair tied up, standing on the top of the mountain, her jade armor transparent, quite majestic. Beside her was an old man, Li Xuan. Li Zhouwei had also seen him.

Li Chengliao hurriedly cupped his hands and replied:

"Aunt is back!"

Li Qinghong raised her eyebrows slightly and said softly: "I had something to do and had to return to the family. I have been back for several days, just waiting for Zhouwei to test his spirit and take him to worship in the ancestral hall."

Li Chengliao nodded slightly. Beside him, Li Xuan had an old face that was somewhat heavy and expectant, saying softly: "The next matter... leave it to us, you just wait on the mountain."

Li Chengliao didn't ask much, just nodded and retreated. Li Qinghong stepped forward, asked Li Zhouwei two questions softly, stared at his eyes for a few breaths, picked him up, and the two entered the great hall on the top of the mountain together.

Li Qinghong paused slightly and asked:

"Where is Ximing?"

Li Xuan waved his hand and replied: "He is in seclusion to adjust his breath, preparing to break through to the middle stage of Foundation Establishment... This child cultivates really fast. It has only been a few years, although he has the blessing of the spiritual liquid and elixirs that Xuanfeng brought back, it is still shockingly fast."

Li Qinghong had returned this time, indeed harboring the intention of seeing Li Zhouwei receive the talisman, but she also obtained a lot of news, saying softly:

"The East Sea is becoming more and more chaotic now. I heard that the Young Master of the Tangjin Sect died inexplicably in the sea. The Tangjin Sect sent people to search many times and invited the Northern Buddhist cultivators to take action, but they couldn't calculate any traces."

Li Xuan frowned. His family was not on good terms with this immortal sect, so naturally, he had no pity or regret, just asked:

"Since this is the case, what is the attitude of the Tangjin Sect? Now that their Zifu has disappeared, do they still dare to investigate?"

"Naturally, they don't dare!"

Li Qinghong said softly:

"When I passed by Qing Song Island, I asked Zhi'er carefully. The Tangjin Sect found out here and understood that there was probably a Zifu taking action, so they didn't dare to investigate deeply. Now they are aggressively sending a team of people into the sea, saying they want to capture and kill the murderer... it's just that the Young Master was killed and they couldn't save face, so they went to the sea for a futile trip to prevent losing face."

"It's just to deceive the clan cultivators and loose cultivators!"

Li Xuan sighed: "How arrogant this immortal sect was back then, it's just that it was slightly intervened by two immortal sects in the competition... but after dozens of years, talents have withered, the Young Master is a coward, and even the Zifu cultivator has gone and not returned. Sooner or later, the Tangjin Sect will become the Tangjin Situ family!"

The two chatted casually. Li Xuan covered the top of the child's head with his hand, spiritual sense and magic power surged, wanting to seal his six senses.

After a lot of tossing, Li Xuan let go of his hand, but saw that the child's dark golden eyes were still looking at him nimbly, so he was stunned for a moment and had to look at Li Qinghong.

Li Qinghong shook her head and said:

"It must be that he knows. Since it can't be covered, let it be."

Li Xuan nodded in contemplation, took a book slip from his sleeve, and pushed it into the child's hand, saying softly:

"You just memorize this thing."

Li Zhouwei nodded silently, took the book, looked at it carefully, turned it lightly, looked at it again from beginning to end, handed the book back to Li Xuan, and replied:

"The child has already memorized it."

"Good!"

Li Xuan couldn't help but praise. Knowing that this was thousands of words, and he had no cultivation base, it was truly not easy to memorize it like this. After testing it once or twice, finding that he had indeed memorized it, he continued forward.

The three entered the interior of the ancestral hall and knocked a few times on the empty stone wall, and a stone door suddenly appeared.

"Clatter......"

A slightly rough friction sound rang out. Li Zhouwei widened his eyes slowly. Following his elders inside, he found that the stone room was quiet and flat, and the pale white pearl light made the stone platform appear and disappear.

The child's dark golden eyes looked around, looking at the spiritual sword floating in the air on the upper head, thinking to himself:

'It should be the Qing Chi Sword and the Sword Canon!'

He was about to stand firm, but heard Li Xuan say softly:

"Wei'er, bow down."

Li Zhouwei felt strange in his heart. Just as he lowered his head, he listened to Li Xuan and Li Qinghong on both sides speaking in unison, one voice hoarse and vicissitudinous, one heroic and powerful, echoing in this secret room: "Mount Qingdu Li Clan, respectfully prepare clear wine and offerings, cold food and animal rituals, to request a talisman for the junior, respectfully ask for the mysterious and wonderful method, the life-governing and spirit-calming, to serve the Dao and cultivate......"

"Should speak of merit in time, not fail the effect of faith, burn with the talisman, the body thanks the Taiyin."

The voices of the two echoed in the secret room, making Li Zhouwei widen his eyes, showing a look of shock. Before he could think about the meaning of these words, he slowly raised his head, but found that a white light lit up on the stone platform.

This white light was dazzling, penetrating from a small hole, as if there was something, slowly struggling to break free from it, and the dark color of the Tai Xu could be faintly seen.

He stared blankly for two glances, and the scent of osmanthus appeared on the tip of his nose. Li Xuan and Li Qinghong looked at each other, just having a look of joy, but heard Li Zhouwei beside him let out a muffled groan.

"Ugh......"

He suddenly covered his eyes, trembling tears sliding from the corners of his eyes, making a painful muffled groan. Li Qinghong was quick-witted and immediately understood: 'This child's eyes are different from ordinary people! Looking directly at such immortal objects will naturally be affected!'

Immediately, she hurriedly stroked his back and said warmly:

"Calm your spirit, remember that formula, and guide the talisman seed."

Li Zhouwei only felt a slight shock in his Qi sea, and a white light emerged, which was actually a small white pill, bright and shining. He hurriedly sat cross-legged, recited the incantation, and guided the talisman seed.

Li Xuan let out a sigh of relief, hurriedly exited the secret room with Li Qinghong, showing a smile, and said in a low voice:

"Although there was an early judgment that this child would definitely receive the talisman seed, it was only after he actually received it that I felt relaxed."

"It's not easy."

Li Qinghong said:

"How long has it been since someone received a talisman in the family? Ximing finally got one or two offspring, and I don't know if they have spiritual apertures. Xijun is also a loner... No one in the Chengming generation has received immortal favor... "

"Fortunately, there is Zhouwei......"

Li Xuan sighed, his expression greatly boosted. Li Qinghong was about to speak, but suddenly raised her head, looking both surprised and happy, looking toward the mountain range in the north.

Li Xuan was not Foundation Establishment after all, his perception was much weaker, so he hurriedly looked up, faintly seeing flying snow and northern wind, and was immediately overjoyed, hurriedly saying: "It's Mount Yuting Shanfeng!"

That mountain peak was covered in white snow, with pine winds blowing. Li Qinghong hurriedly stepped on thunder light and went out. Sure enough, she saw flying snow drifting on Mount Yuting Shanfeng, the northern wind howling. Although the surroundings were cloudless for thousands of miles, the snow on that mountain peak could not stop, falling into the mountain one after another.

At the same time, the northern wind shook, and every green pine on the mountain fell with snow. A pure white stream of light rose from that mountain peak, and the cold pine snow rushed toward his face, but it was a young man in white clothes carrying a sword.

"Aunt!"

Li Xijun's appearance was a few years younger than before he went into seclusion. He stepped on the snow and came, the spiritual sword 【Cold Lin】 behind him was buzzing happily. His sword eyebrows were raised, showing a bit of joy.

"Good boy."

Li Qinghong pursed her lips and smiled without speaking. Li Xuan laughed and chased out. Among the many children of the Xiyue generation, Li Xijun was the closest to him. The joy at the moment was also sincere. He pulled his hand, laughing from ear to ear.

Li Xijun's posture had a bit more cold and dusty air than before. He stroked his white clothes and replied:

"Not failing the expectations of the elders, Xijun cast the Dao foundation 'Snow on the Pine', which can step on snow and control cold, blow the northern wind, bless sword light, advance spells, increase lifespan, resist injuries......"

He followed the two down, politely talking about his immortal foundation: "Stepping on snow and controlling cold, blowing the northern wind, has miraculous effects against Qi Refining cultivators, can knock down the magic wind of others, and can also bless cold snow and northern wind on spells and sword light. It is an immortal foundation good at fighting."

"This immortal foundation can also increase lifespan, reduce injuries received, and can persist for a longer time in some dangerous places where spiritual energy is thin......"

He said the main effects, and showed a few new spells obtained from the immortal foundation, then pinched two fingers and explained:

"That 【Tu Jun Kui Light】 has also had many changes, which is 30% stronger than before. I understand why I had to cultivate spells before Foundation Establishment......"

He said thoughtfully: "Perhaps it is affected by it. Now as long as I use this spell, I can naturally hook into the immortal foundation in my body, complementing each other, and the power is much greater......"

Li Xuan listened with a smile, showing a very good mood. Li Xijun showed a little doubt and said softly: "It's just that I was cultivating well in seclusion before, who knows that the spiritual energy and earth veins between heaven and earth are fluctuating, flickering... it's very dangerous. If it weren't for the blessing of that Sui Yuan Pill, I'm afraid I would have been stirred into a mess."

"...... This muddled thing!"

Li Xuan didn't know how to open his mouth for a while, just said softly:

"You are still better... Guiluan there... has already dissolved her body... Your sister buried her spiritual transformation with Yuan Jiao, which can be considered a husband and wife burial."

Li Xijun's face turned pale. He seemed to have expected it, and said softly: "Second Uncle looked for her. Aunt is one of the smartest people. She had already guessed that he wouldn't come back. This seclusion breakthrough was originally with a heart of death, not for a way to live."

Li Xuan was even more silent, his eyes falling on the ancestral hall on the mountain, remembering Li Zhouwei, just saying softly:

"This matter is a long story, you and I will discuss it in detail later... Zhouwei is in the ancestral hall, let's go see him first!"

After all, the three were outside the array, so it was not easy to say things about receiving the talisman. Li Xijun was a person who knew seven points of meaning by listening to three points of words. Just hearing this sentence that he was in the ancestral hall, he already understood what was going on, and said warmly:

"Yes, this is not a place to talk, let's talk after entering the mountain."

The three landed back in the ancestral hall, but saw Li Zhouwei already standing quietly in the secret room, raising a pair of dark golden eyes, staring blankly at the stone platform, as if perceiving something.

"So fast!"

Li Xuan had witnessed the talisman receiving of his family generation after generation. Which one didn't spend a few hours? Some even waited from day to night before the talisman receiving was finished.

Now it took only a stick of incense time, Li Zhouwei had finished receiving the talisman and was waiting in place thoughtfully. The old man sighed in his heart, hurriedly went up, and asked: "Zhouwei, have you obtained any spells or formulas?!"

The boy raised his head lightly, his golden-white robe fluttering in the wind, and he replied:

"Obtained Zifu cultivation method."

These words exploded in the ears of the three like thunder, making them all stunned. Li Xuan's face was flushed, muttering: "What?!"

Li Zhouwei nodded lightly, his dark golden eyes blinked, and he said word by word: "Fifth-grade Zifu cultivation method, 'Ming Hua Huang Yuan Scripture'"