Chapter 491: Minghuang

The morning light climbed the stone steps section by section, dyeing the two stone beasts in front of the door golden yellow. The craftsman who built this image built it according to the appearance of the Hook Snake Li Wushao, with two tails winding and the beast's head held high.

Li Zhouwei came out of the Middle Hall, his brocade velvet golden boots stepping out a crisp sound on the ground, pressing on the sword at his waist. He had matured a lot in these few years, and his innate temperament was restrained, no longer making people look at him with awe.

The luster of those eyes actually slowly converged, transforming into a rather different black-brown color, seemingly completely devoid of any terrifying atmosphere. He stepped forward nimbly, only a hint of cunning flashing between his glances, and the agility and nimbleness occasionally revealed in his demeanor made people stunned, only feeling that he did not look like a child of more than ten years old.

Chen Yang, wearing black armor, followed behind. Li Zhouwei had grown taller, and the two were about the same height. His expression was not obvious, only following silently. When he reached the front of the hall, he consciously waited outside the hall, letting Li Zhouwei enter alone.

Li Chengliao was reading a letter on the high position. Seeing him step forward, he laughed: "Wei'er is here."

Li Zhouwei was eleven years old this year, with fourth-layer Qi Refining cultivation. The Li family did not let him go up the mountain like ordinary direct descendants, but practiced in the Middle Hall, practicing halberd techniques more, only fearing that his cultivation would be too fast and his foundation would be unstable.

Nor did anyone see how he practiced. After closing seclusion for several days a few days ago, he broke through to the fourth layer of Qi Refining, and his cultivation had been steadily rising day by day.

He was wearing a wolf fur, appearing very majestic, and asked:

"How are the pupils now?"

Li Zhouwei sat steadily and answered: "If the child does not make a move or get angry, the gold color will not show."

"Good."

Li Chengliao also could not figure out how he did it, so he did not ask more, took a cultivation method from the desk, and said softly:

"Your Eighth Uncle Zhi returned home once, and this pupil technique has been sought for you. You should take a look at it first."

Li Zhouwei stepped forward with big strides, took the cultivation method lightly, and wrote on the seal: "【Great Wen Golden Pupils】"

Since Li Chengliao said to take a look first, he turned it lightly in the hall: "Autumn of the fifth year of Wuming, visited a friend in Xuandou, met the Nether Yin Division Judge Yang Jinxin, talked happily, felt that the brightness and darkness were different, difficult to see the true face, so he studied some pupil methods, and recorded them..."

These prefaces about the origin of the cultivation method, followed by tens of thousands of words, mostly teaching how to use magic power to calcine in the eyes, calcining a golden pupil. In ancient times, it only took twenty years to succeed.

It is best to get a spiritual energy, named 【Bright Evening Dish Energy】, which can greatly shorten the cultivation time. Looking carefully again, the final signature is Cui Yan.

Li Zhouwei took a look, and Li Chengliao said softly:

"I have asked about this Cui Yan. It is rumored that he was a Jin Dan cultivator of the Zhaoyuan Immortal Mansion of the Wei Guo in the past, known as the True Lord of the Upper Yao. This pupil technique should have been created by him in his early years. The grade is not high, only third grade, just enough to cover up your eyes."

Li Chengliao said while letting Li Zhouwei sit down, continuing: "Only the cultivation methods obtained from this Cave Heaven have such detailed origins. If it were changed to ordinary Jiangnan magic formulas, where would they be lost completely?"

Seeing Li Zhouwei nod, he picked up a book and a jade slip from the desk and said softly:

"As for this one, it is a halberd technique obtained by Ancestor Xuanfeng from overseas. It was originally recorded in this jade slip. You have not yet given birth to spiritual sense, so I have already copied it for you."

"One copy, one original, both are in this."

Li Zhouwei took it lightly and returned the salute: "Thank you, Father."

He glanced at the cover of this halberd technique, which wrote: "【Jiazi Soul Refining Halberd Soldier Technique】"

Li Zhouwei was not in a hurry to turn the book in this hall, but changed the topic and asked:

"I know some things about the Great Wei, but they are all fragments. I don't know how many True Lords there are? Does the family have news?"

"The family has some understanding in these years."

Li Chengliao was surprised that he suddenly asked about this and answered: "In ancient times, Jin Dan appeared in the world, Dao embryos walked, the sea was several times wider than it is now, and the overseas was even dozens of times larger. The Wei Guo produced several True Lords before and after. The Cui surname had two, one of which was the Upper Yao Cui Yan, and the Li clan was the Taizu and the Yuan Emperor..."

"Four True Lords."

Li Zhouwei responded. Li Chengliao nodded upon hearing this and said softly:

"After the Wei Guo perished, the emperors of Qi, Liang, Zhao, and Yan had lower and lower cultivation. The last Zhao State only had Zhaowu Emperor as a True Lord level. As for now, the national dynasty has become a regional division, and there is no so-called Immortal State."

Li Zhouwei listened and nodded lightly. Li Chengliao saw that he was thoughtful and did not mean to pursue it, laughing:

"I will introduce someone to you."

As soon as his voice fell, a gray energy rose beside the hall, sweeping over, and appeared on the side. It was a gray-clothed man with a gloomy face, kneeling on one knee, and said hoarsely:

"Wushao greets the heir."

Li Zhouwei nodded in return. Li Chengliao said:

"This is Senior Wushao, at the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, specially sent by the family to protect you closely."

Li Wushao had been practicing at the bottom of the lake these years, gradually cultivating some trusted Qi Refining demon beasts to watch the bottom of the lake for him, so he did not need to manage them day by day. He appeared occasionally. He originally followed Li Yuexiang, but now Li Xijun came to pick up his sister, and Li Xijun sent him down the mountain.

Li Zhouwei let him get up. Li Wushao bowed his hands dryly, said nothing, and quickly sank into the shadows in the corner. The teenager looked at it carefully twice, raised his head to look at Li Chengliao, and asked:

"It seems that the family has arrangements for affairs."

"Not bad."

Li Chengliao said:

"You are growing up. When Uncle Yuanping was at this age, he had already taken over the main position of the family. You are of Bright Yang bloodline, and there are few talents in the main line. You will definitely have to hold the family in the future."

"I want to choose a place in Shanyue, you take some troops, just to practice halberd techniques. When the time comes, let you see blood."

The family's clan inheritance had always been like this. Neither father nor son had any different colors. Li Zhouwei nodded, put the things into his sleeves, and was about to go down, when he was suddenly called by Li Chengliao.

This young heir, wearing a wolf fur and rich in charm, laughed and said softly:

"The family thought for a while and determined to follow the ancient example, not calling you by your surname, and took a Daoist title for you... or a title."

Li Zhouwei raised his eyebrows with interest, laughed, and the corners of his eyes became more cunning, asking: "What Daoist title did the family take?"

Li Chengliao appeared very happy, laughed heartily twice, carefully mentioned two words on the desk, picked up the paper lightly, and answered: "Minghuang."

Li Zhouwei squinted his eyes, pressed on the precious sword at his waist, and lowered his chin lightly.

The expression on his face was less satisfied, but more like the peace of a beast seeing a cave suitable for sleeping.

"Hmm."

This teenager laughed in shock, and the color in his eyes followed the laughter, flickering. In the hall, the fragrant peony scent gradually permeated, and the sound of flapping wings appeared.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

The golden morning sun on the stone steps climbed faster, winding like a snake, quickly climbing and jumping into the hall. The golden luster, which was already brilliant, became even brighter, stinging Chen Yang outside the hall so he could not open his eyes. ===== CHAPTER 492 =====