Chapter 484

Two stacks of straw men were placed on the steps of the pavilion, 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The wooden halberd in Li Zhouwei's hand had already been replaced by an iron halberd, only it was shorter than a normal long halberd, specially crafted according to his height, and used light spiritual iron.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 Qing Du. 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 Qing Du 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 all the 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."