Chapter 494

Li Xijun listened from the side for a while, then saw Kongheng say:

"Many years ago, there was a Mingyang orthodoxy that joined our Buddhist sect, achieving this 【Victorious Name Exhaustive Bright King】. His mount was the single-horned Qilin beast 【Victorious Name】, and he attained various divine abilities such as bewitching the hearts of others, having many children and much fortune, and the fragrance of the Buddhist Dao..."

"At that time, the Wei Kingdom perished, and the Victorious Name Exhaustive Bright King assisted the Liang King. The Liang King fell into the river, and the 【Victorious Name Exhaustive Bright King】 was killed. This path has been dispirited ever since and has had no news."

Li Xijun lowered his head, and Kongheng said:

"I also do not know much, but there is one thing to remind you of."

"I ask for your guidance!"

Li Xijun hurriedly cupped his hands, and Kongheng replied:

"When the Victorious Name Exhaustive Bright King was a lay disciple, he once took a wife... he took four wives in succession, and all of them died suddenly. He could only find pleasure with his concubines until he met Jueyin and they became a married couple... and they did not die suddenly."

"So that's how it is..."

Li Xijun frowned slightly and began to consider it. In fact, Li Zhouwei was already at the age to be engaged, but he had been delaying, not knowing how to arrange it.

"If I follow what Kongheng said and take someone's legitimate daughter over, wouldn't that be harming someone..."

This was indeed a troublesome matter. Now was not the time to worry about this; the matter could only be pushed back. Li Xijun asked:

"Since that is the case, how much harm does the Shanyue witchcraft have on the heir?"

Kongheng smiled slightly and replied:

"Relying only on this branch of Shanyue around Wangyue Lake, how could they harm the heir? Even if a Northern Buddhist master were to make a move, I fear they would also suffer a setback."

"Good."

His family had a warning from the past. If witchcraft could harm Li Zhouwei, even if this trip would be of great benefit to his future, Li Xijun would still absolutely refuse to let him go out.

Having obtained confirmation, Li Xijun stepped down and saw a gray wind fly out from a corner, transforming into a human shape at the bottom of the steps. He said in a deep voice:

"Wushao has met the young master."

This person was exactly the hook snake Li Wushao who was guarding him closely. Li Xijun nodded slightly in return and said softly:

"Then let Minghuang test them first. The master will watch over them, and we will hide in the sky, waiting for that Shanyue Foundation Establishment cultivator to appear."

Li Ximing, who was to the side, responded in a low voice. He had not said a word since entering the hall and had been staring blankly at Li Zhouwei. Only now did he realize what was happening and silently followed Li Xijun out.

"I have met the Bright King."

Kongheng pressed his hands together and walked slowly behind Li Zhouwei. The youth sent the two of them off, resting his chin on his hand, lost in thought. His eyes had already turned back to black-brown, and he watched the front quietly.

Li Zhouwei pondered for a moment, called someone up, and said:

"Pass the order to all the generals."

That person went down quickly, and the great hall returned to an empty tranquility. The lamp flames flickered slightly, and Li Zhouwei picked up the map on the table and looked at it carefully until Chen Yang, Dili Youjie, and the others came up.

There were not many cultivators in the Northern Shanyue, mainly because their cultivation techniques were truly too poor. One in ten could reach Qi Refining, and even if there were some, they were only mixed Qi. As soon as they broke through, they would be ordered to go to Wushan to become servants.

After all, although Jiao Zhongzi did not like blood Qi, he was still Shanyue after all. It was impossible not to want servants that could be obtained for free. Therefore, even the master of the Northern Shanyue was only at the Taixi stage and did not pose much of a threat.

'Just need to be a bit careful.'

When the few people came up, Li Zhouwei stood with his back to the crowd, looking at the map. One hundred miles to the north was the Northern Shanyue pass, 【Chan Pass】. This pass was wedged between two mountains and also had a formation attached to it. To mortals, it was undoubtedly a natural barrier, but with many cultivators here, this 【Chan Pass】 was actually slightly thin.

Chen Yang and the others had never taken the Northern Shanyue to heart, and there was a reason for this: with the Li family's strength, even if Li Wushao transformed into his original form and squatted in front of that pass, he could immediately scare the defending general into abandoning the pass and fleeing. Why would they need to pay attention to anything else?

Now that he had heard the meaning of the elders, Li Zhouwei quickly had a train of thought, looking down low at the two characters 【Chan Pass】 on the map:

'The Northern Shanyue Foundation Establishment cultivator Mu Mili is hiding in Wushan, and he already understands that my family's strength is formidable. If I attack the city with Qingdu troops, it will naturally be invincible, but how does Mu Mili still dare to leave the mountain without any scruples? Even if he has preparations, he cannot defeat my family, but I am afraid he will abandon the Northern Shanyue and run away, causing endless harm!'

Li Zhouwei was not a docile and gentle character. Li Xijun wanted to lure the snake out of its hole and hand over all the matters under the mountain to him; naturally, it was not to let him listen to one thing and do one thing. He immediately began to consider how to cooperate and asked:

"Dili Youjie, if we draw out troops tonight, how many subordinates can we have?"

Dili Youjie gritted his teeth and replied:

"Having just slaughtered the various families, the remaining prestige is still there. I can drive two thousand subordinates, three thousand miscellaneous soldiers, two thousand slaves... it's just, it's just that they haven't been reorganized yet, and the morale is low. I fear they cannot withstand a great battle."

'Li Zhouwei wants to attack the Northern Shanyue tonight?'

Chen Yang was also stunned for a moment and reminded him:

"Heir! The city has just been suppressed. If you transfer three thousand clan soldiers away, I fear there will be variables!"

Chen Yang was still suspicious, but he saw Li Zhouwei say in a low voice:

"We just slaughtered the Great Jueting, and the news hasn't leaked out yet... Count three hundred clan soldiers, lead the Dili family's troops, and set off immediately! Only those elite subordinates are needed; the miscellaneous soldiers and slaves don't need to get in the way."

'How many?! Three hundred clan soldiers?'

His heart was filled with suspicion, but Li Zhouwei had already put on his armor, taken down his long halberd, and said softly:

"Raise the banner of the Dili family..."

Chen Yang hurriedly took Dili Youjie and retreated. Li Zhouwei put on his armor and strode down. Kongheng followed him silently, his aura dim, as if he were a mortal little monk.

After leaving the great hall, the night was thick. A gray wind blew up from the soles of Kongheng's feet, and Li Wushao floated behind him like a ghost, spitting out his breath like a snake:

"Master, it's been many years!"

Kongheng squinted and smiled, but he felt that this monster had a clear and spiritual body, pure demonic power, and a figure like wind and rain. The mansion water foundation 【Morning Cold Rain】 actually had a bit of the divine wonder of the orthodox immortal Dao, and he couldn't help but be surprised:

"Wushao's strength has truly advanced greatly."

Li Wushao did not say a word. He was a small hook snake, and his strength had increased greatly over the years; naturally, it was not obtained through his own cultivation.

Since he agreed to stay in the Li family, Li Xijun had used the 【Six Yan Destiny Matching Special Method】 to extract his nature and spirit. One must know that the 【Six Yan Destiny Matching Special Method】 was not an immortal method that was easy to succeed in; it all depended on the quality of the destiny-matching spirit objects.

Li Wushao had originally thought about risking his life, but who knew that the quality of the spirit objects Li Xijun used was frighteningly high, making his strength skyrocket while simultaneously moving Li Wushao to the point where he couldn't speak.

'The spirit objects consumed by that destiny matching... I fear that three of me, Li Wushao, added together wouldn't be enough to compensate! It was just so that it could succeed once, so as not to harm my life!'

He was a hook snake that had drifted in the East Sea, obtaining spirit objects and taking precious elixirs again and again. How could he have anything to say? He could only accept it silently, and he didn't dare to say much to Kongheng, so he could only nod.

……

In the night, every household in Great Jue City closed their doors. They had slaughtered the nobles earlier, and the blood color had not yet been washed away. It was as quiet as a dead city.

In the pitch-black darkness, the clan soldiers and the elites among the Yuting Guards were secretly transferred, changed into Shanyue attire, and gathered quickly. By the time Dili Youjie's subordinates left the city, three hundred troops were already standing in front of the formation like ghosts.

In the night, Li Zhouwei was in iron armor, the crimson cloud bead at his waist was quietly shining, the long halberd in his hand was planted on the ground, and the Taixi peak spirit horse Chongsuo under his crotch had lively eyes, looking straight at the distance.

When a group of Shanyue slowly stood still in front of him, a red light slowly lit up on Li Zhouwei's long halberd.

"《Jiazi Soul-Refining Halberd Art》"

This halberd art was brought back from the East Sea by Li Xuanfeng. It was written by a general of the ancient Liang Kingdom. His name had long been lost, but it was a rather ancient halberd art; it was an art, not a method of skill.

This halberd art lay in refining the soul. Every time one overturned an army, destroyed a sect, or broke a formation, it would grow stronger by a point. If one entered the gate, there would be black shadows staining the halberd. Refining it to the peak, there would be surging soul shadows following, and the power would be extremely great.

As for the grade, like the ancient methods obtained in the past, it was impossible to judge. It was even vaguely outside the Zifu Golden Core Dao system, making it even harder to estimate. But as a halberd art born from the battlefield, it naturally had its brilliant points in leading troops and fighting.

This red light burned quietly in the night, causing a group of Shanyue to look up in terror. As more and more people looked at him, the red light on Li Zhouwei's halberd became even more intense. He said in a deep voice:

"Dili Youjie! I order you to lead the troops to advance gradually. You are not allowed to make a commotion. Wait in front of 【Chan Pass】, remain still, and when dawn arrives, listen to my orders."

Dili Youjie knelt down steadily, and Li Zhouwei rode his horse forward. A group of clan soldiers went far away like the wind. This Shanyue man stood up and heard a group of subordinates below say in a low voice:

"Gani Xi..."

Dili Youjie was shocked and didn't dare to let them spread it blindly. He shouted in a low voice:

"What are you blindly calling! That is..."

But Li Zhouwei had given instructions, and Dili Youjie didn't dare to say that he was the Li family heir, so he could only say:

"We are following the King to pass the barrier. When we break the barrier and head north, there will naturally be a King's title passed down. When we break the Northern Shanyue King's Court, you and I will be noble seeds!"

Dili Youjie finished stating his ambition, and the subordinate Shanyue all widened their eyes.

North.

Li Zhouwei rode his horse like a shooting star, and Kongheng followed him unhurriedly. The youth tilted his head and asked:

"Master, I wonder how many people still know the title 【Victorious Name Exhaustive Bright】?"

Kongheng shook his head slightly and replied:

"This name has been translated many times in the Di language, and no one has known it for a long time. Even if someone knows the Bright King... they also don't know how many times the title has been changed. It's just that we in the Liao River call it that."

"Good."

Li Zhouwei responded, having a plan in his heart, and thought:

'It seems that Mingyang has been lost for many years, and various descriptions have disappeared... but that is a good thing.'

While speaking, 【Chan Pass】 had already appeared in his field of vision quickly. The blue stone was dyed gray-black by the night, gloomy in the night. He raised his eyebrows and looked at it twice, let someone go forward, and said in a low voice:

"Go and call the gate."

A person beside Li Zhouwei reined in his horse. This person had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his hair was disheveled. He was Dili Youjie's younger brother, who had come this time as a guide for the Li family people. He lowered his head to listen, and saw Li Zhouwei say softly:

"Just say that the Great Jueting is slaughtering nobles, and we are the remnants who escaped to rely on the Northern Shanyue. This team of troops is the main lineage. As long as they let us in, we will offer all the spirit objects in the clan."

That Dili tribe man nodded and went forward quickly. Li Zhouwei just stood there quietly driving his horse, not worried at all. The strength and information of the two sides were completely not on the same level. Playing tricks was just to save time.

After all, in the eyes of the Northern Shanyue, if it were really the Li family, why would they need so much effort? A Foundation Establishment cultivator could just flatten it directly. Naturally, they wouldn't suspect the Li family.

Li Wushao behind him obviously also held the same thought. After waiting for a moment, he said gloomily:

"Heir... why don't I smash this pass and rush in in one breath."

Li Zhouwei shook his head gently. Chen Yang was lying on his horse in the night, seemingly having figured out the train of thought, and thought:

'It seems he wants a complete Chan Pass, to pretend to be the Dili tribe invading the north... afraid of alerting the enemy?'

Chen Yang was just thinking when a large basket fell from above. The Dili tribe youth bowed and said:

"Lord, that defending general said the troops are waiting outside, let the person in charge come forward."

"Still quite cautious."

Chen Yang snorted, and Li Zhouwei said jokingly in a low voice:

"I think he may not necessarily be coveting these spirit objects!"

Chen Yang laughed low and followed his meaning:

"He is eight or nine out of ten wanting to offer the heads of the 'remnants' to please my Li family!"

Li Zhouwei planted his long halberd on the ground, tilted his head and said:

"Trouble Senior Wushao, spare that defending general's life, I still have use for him."

Li Wushao nodded slowly, fell lightly into the basket, and was lifted up swaying. The people above lifted it very urgently, appearing somewhat ironic.

By the time Li Wushao entered the formation, Chen Yang counted seventeen numbers, and the great formation of this pass was suddenly lifted. The pass gate opened wide, and a group of Shanyue knelt inside. Li Zhouwei drove his horse forward, and the cultivators on both sides retreated one after another, revealing the crimson blood all over the ground.

A group of heads rolled on the ground. The defending general was trembling, offering the bone sword in both hands. Li Zhouwei did not take it, walked up the pass step by step, and the Dili tribe's troops had already appeared in the distance.

Only then did Li Zhouwei look at the Shanyue man on the ground who was scared out of his wits. He was only at the fourth level of Taixi cultivation, and was scared to the point of softening down by Li Wushao's methods, kowtowing again and again:

"I have met the Great King! I have met the Great King! Du Dou is willing to be the Great King's subordinate, and collect the troops for the Great King!"

Li Zhouwei did not say a word, watching Du Dou sweat profusely. By the time Dili Youjie rushed up to this pass, he saw this youth wave his hand and say softly:

"Rebel!"

Chen Yang nodded, the train of thought in his heart had long been clear, and he laughed:

"Pass the order down, draft a manifesto, and send it to all parts of the Northern Shanyue, saying that Du Dou received a secret order from Wushan, let Dili Youjie enter the pass, and raise troops at 【Chan Pass】."

Dili Youjie listened until he was sweating profusely. His own family had been pushed to the forefront again. Just looking at Li Wushao and Kongheng beside him, his heart quickly relaxed, but he saw Chen Yang beside him move forward, and Li Zhouwei laughed:

"We also need a title. Dili Youjie is already my family's person, the Northern Shanyue will know sooner or later, it's still not very convenient."

Dili Youjie found it difficult to understand Chen Yang's speculation on Li Zhouwei's mind, but he also had his own way of flattering. He hurriedly performed a great ceremony and said respectfully:

"The Great King's brilliance is like the sun. In the barbarian language, it is: 【Great He Ming Fang】. I am willing to use this name to offer a noble title!"

Chen Yang saw Li Zhouwei nod and hurriedly said:

"Then go down and arrange it... transfer troops, taking advantage of the fact that the Northern Court hasn't reacted yet... advance north quickly!"

Li Zhouwei just let him arrange it, looking at the sky absentmindedly, not knowing where Li Xijun and the others were hiding, just muttering:

"Let's see what the reaction of this Northern Shanyue master is. It would be best if it could directly alarm Wushan."

Rested for two days, I'm embarrassed to stop updating again, so I'll write first.