Chapter 505

Chi Zhiyun's voice was stern, drinking Chi Zhiyan until he lowered his head and didn't speak. He paced on the jade platform for two weeks, his heart was annoyed, and Ning Hejing on the side had a gloomy face and said:

"Since you have offended him, I'm afraid Li Xizhi has long harbored hatred. Even if this person dies, Li Xuanfeng will definitely go to check. If he finds out anything, he will hate us again." "Simply go all out, get rid of the Li family cleanly, dismantle Wangyue Lake, and that Li Xuanfeng..."

Chi Zhiyun pressed his hand on the jade throne and pondered for a moment. His generous eyebrows raised slightly, his white robes draped on the silver immortal seat, and he still had some annoyance in his heart, saying in a low voice:

"If you really want to kill Li Xuanfeng, after all the trouble before, wouldn't it all become a blind toss?! It's good to dismantle Wangyue Lake, but when tearing face with the Xiuyue Sect, who will be the vanguard? Who will resist the Southern Shifting Monks?"

"Thirty-six peaks need nineteen peaks to guard the four seas, six peaks are scattered in the workshops, the remaining eleven peaks still need to take care of the Yuanxiu True Person, and only six peaks can be used. Who will be sent to resist the demonic monks and shifting monks?"

His speaking speed became faster and faster, quite fierce, and he looked at Ning Hejing coldly and asked: "Send you?"

Ning Hejing naturally lowered his eyebrows and shook his head. Although he had quite a lot of power in the sect, his talent was not high, and Foundation Establishment was already reluctant. How could he do these things? He could only shake his head.

Chi Zhiyun turned his head again and asked Chi Zhiyan:

"Then send you?"

Chi Zhiyan was also silent. He had thoughts of Zifu and was busy practicing, so how could he go up to fight and kill? Chi Zhiyun sneered:

"Or send a few elders in the clan? Who can command them? Or send those few brothers out? If they are injured and don't stop, those few uncles will open their mouths like lions."

"Or send the Yu family? After Yu Yuxie was eaten by the ancestor, the whole Yu family scattered, where are there people who can be used? Or send the Yuan family? Yuan Tuan and Yuan Chengdun were harmed by you few!"

"Only the Jia Chuan Lin Gu family still has some geniuses, go to Lin Hai Prefecture to pick one or two... where is it enough?!"

Chi Zhiyan was questioned by him, lost his face, and finally had nothing to say, so he could only reply:

"Junior is reckless... but... but forgive junior for speaking straight, in the current situation, where do we have much responsibility! Isn't it the ancestor..."

Chi Zhiyun glared at him fiercely and replied:

"Pity Yu Muxian died... only leaving Tang Shedu and Yu Su..."

If you really count it, there are not many people in the Qingchi Sect who can be truly used. The Yuanxiu True Person practices coldly, has a stubborn temperament, and forms a sect by himself. He has never dared to use it.

The elements also occupied the Southern Frontier. Although they can fall back into the hands of the Ning family within a few years, Chi Zhiyun only felt trouble, so he asked in a low voice: "You deliberately sent him to find Yuan Tuan... mostly there is no way to live..."

"Regardless of whether Li Xizhi dies or not, there must be an explanation. All families are not blind, especially the Yang family, harming people's son-in-law..."

He had a headache and could only wave his hand, saying softly: "Find a scapegoat..."

The two nodded hurriedly and retreated hurriedly. Chi Zhiyun then sat down slowly, covered his forehead with his hand, closed his eyes tightly, and seemed to slowly remember some other things.

"The Dragon Clan has always hated us, and those squatting around the Lei Yun Temple are the descendants of those Dragon Lords. How can we act rashly? Yan brother is really naive... I'm afraid of offending the Dragon Lord, and in the end, it will cause trouble for ourselves!"

Thinking of this, Chi Zhiyun could no longer sit still, hurriedly picked up the jade slip from the table, transferred several people from the sect, and arranged to go out to find traces.

Zongquan Island.

Li Xizhi closed his door for several days, his spiritual sense sank into the Qi Sea acupoint, and he saw a patch of rainbow cloud mist sea, with colorful lights drifting, appearing somewhat thin compared to the usual cloud and mist, showing the appearance of the injury not yet recovered.

In this deep cloud sea, there were not only colorful lights drifting, but also dark blue cloud smoke shuttling in this cloud sea, squeezing away all the clouds and mist, condensing into a group.

Li Xizhi watched for a long time and noticed something wrong.

He originally thought that Dongfang Eastern Heyun's magic power hitting his body would inevitably cause great destruction, but he didn't expect it to just make him feel cold all over, using talisman energy to resolve and push, and soon cleaned up seven or eight tenths, only leaving these in the Qi Sea.

These magic powers gathered spontaneously, condensing into a group in his Qi Sea, floating obediently in the clouds and mist, very illusory, and could be resolved by his own magic power, not to mention he had talisman energy.

'What does it mean...'

Li Xizhi had also read many Dao books. This kind of magic power entering the body was scattered and drifting, sneaking into the five internal organs and six entrails to destroy separately, never condensing into a group like this.

He looked twice carefully, experienced the changes of these magic powers, felt it was not an attack method, but like a perception art, and soon had some enlightenment.

'Dongfang Eastern Heyun wants to know the situation of Qingchi...'

Mu Hai cultivated to Zifu and was a descendant of the Dragon Lord. It is rumored that he is the seventh son of the current Dragon Palace monarch, and he is not a character to be trifled with. How could he be disgusted by Qingchi for nothing without any action? He sent Dongfang Eastern Heyun to chase and kill Li Xizhi on the surface, not only for the earlier agreement, but secretly took the opportunity to insert eyes in Qingchi, wanting to use Li Xizhi to detect Qingchi's movements.

And this appearance of not being defensive clearly told Li Xizhi:

'The life escaped from the hands of Zifu was not obtained for nothing...'

Not to mention being placed on the surface like this, directly reflecting it as a perception art, it could also make Li Xizhi wary and not go to ask Zifu to check at will. The front and back were very clear.

Li Xizhi had been harmed by the Chi family once, so he was silent and hesitated.

"The Chi family wants to use Mu Hai as a knife, but Mu Hai is a leader among Zifu cultivators, and he will definitely want to disgust them back. It's bitter for me, caught in the middle, and I can't afford to offend either side..."

Since Li Xizhi saw it clearly, he sighed in his heart and didn't dare to wipe this gas group away at will. He suppressed the talisman energy on this dark blue, ensuring that when Zifu made a move to probe the Qi Sea, he could wipe it away at the first time.

'With the talisman seed on my body, I'm not afraid of being confused, and there is no such danger.'

He breathed out quietly and became troubled. The current appearance made Li Xizhi troublesome. His own family also had secrets, and the talisman seed and talisman energy in the Qi Sea should not be observed, otherwise it would not be this situation.

He collected the spell and stood up, Li Xizhi stepped out from the stone door.

Li Qinghong only waited for two days on the island, performed thunder magic, called the wind and rain on the island, practiced magic spells, covered up the rainbow light vision that appeared when Li Xizhi was injured and healing, and only waited for three days, the closed stone door actually opened slowly.

Since Li Xizhi received the blessing of the Immortal Foundation after Foundation Establishment, he had a noble demeanor, his eyebrows and eyes were smoother than when he was young, and he was very calm, but his face was pale, which added a bit of the taste of a sick young master.

Li Qinghong drove the thunder light down and entered the cave. Li Xizhi first bowed and saluted, shook the tattered feather garment in his hand, the palm print behind it still had traces, Li Qinghong asked: "What happened."

Li Xizhi was concise and comprehensive:

"Harmed by people in the sect, lured to the forbidden land of the Dragon Clan, and bumped into a Zifu demon dragon."

"As a result, he had concerns and was unwilling to be a knife for Qingchi, so he let me come back, leaving restrictions on me, able to check the situation around."

'Moon Pass Sword Arc!'

The snowflakes between heaven and earth, up, down, left, and right, all shifted one inch in unison. Juwu let out a sad cry like a wail, and two short, thick furry fingers flew up.

Li Xijun had picked up a sword since he was a child, practicing sword against snow in the mountains. Now it had been forty years. Now that he drew his sword and saw blood, he felt a sense of exhilaration.

There were many people in the Li family who could use the Moon Pass Sword Arc over the past hundred years. Li Xuanling had great talent in sword Dao, but unfortunately died early. Li Yuanjiao only treated the sword as a killing tool, and his sword Dao cultivation was also not high. The Moon Pass Sword Arcs of several people were all in the appearance of blue-white light, all imitating Li Chi's sword.

Only the Moon Pass Sword Arc in Li Tongya's hands back then was as large as a ship's sail, and the sword momentum was thick, which was Li Tongya's own sword. Now Li Xijun picked up a piece of snow-white, fierce and fluttering, finally counting as jumping out of those few lines of words.

'Three Parts Moon Flowing Light!'

The long sword in his hand picked back, throwing out three agile and cunning white lights. While Li Xijun was wielding his sword, a thought flashed through his mind with a sigh: "The Sword Canon is exquisite, and it is difficult to exhaust it in a lifetime. The ancestor only held the sword for fifteen years before compiling this book. A genius of heaven, nothing more than this."

His thoughts turned, but the sword in his hand did not slow down. 【Slaughtering Kui Light】 was a perfect match for sword technique. Juwu was restricted by this spell and had difficulty casting spells, let alone resisting sword technique? It was only beaten until it spat black blood.

Juwu was terrified out of its wits. It was originally a monster, and to the point of becoming a mount, it was not even as good as an ordinary loose cultivator. How could it withstand this sword technique? It said sadly: "Assist your mother, Mu Mili... Grandpa is going to be beheaded!"

Mu Mili on this side had just fallen into a tug-of-war with Li Ximing, and felt cold in his heart, saying coldly: "Leave quickly, go find senior brother!"

After he said this, he took several elixirs, his Immortal Foundation suddenly operated with all his might, and he took out a piece of bronze. His eyes were faintly red, and one hand grabbed his other shoulder, snapping off an arm with a crack.

Before the blood could flow out, he had already thrown this arm high, red light appeared, and in an instant it transformed into a great ghost with a green face and fangs, fiercely rushing towards Li Xijun.

"Finally, there is an orthodox witch art."

Li Xijun let the monster run away, Kongheng was waiting for it, looked at this green-faced ghost with interest, and drew his sword forward.

Although Mount Wu was said to be a witch Dao inheritance, from top to bottom, including Duanmu Kui himself, they all practiced the Zifu Golden Core Dao. Duanmu Kui was suspected of having witch art cultivation, but rarely taught these disciples, only throwing some cultivation methods for them to practice.

Therefore, most of the witch arts used by these Shanyue were half-immortal and half-witch, appearing neither fish nor fowl. Now that he saw a decent witch art for the first time, Li Xijun observed carefully.

This green-faced ghost had a mouth full of fangs, was two feet tall, and had a ferocious face. Various charms were carved on its body, and there was no magic power fluctuation on its body, but instead a faint green halo.

Li Xijun struck a few swords and found that this green-faced ghost was quite soft, like scraping mud, healing quickly, and seemed more afraid of spells.

He pinched the Kui light, and sure enough, he saw the green halo of this green-faced ghost greatly reduced, so he took out various spell talismans and tried them one by one, secretly recording them.

Li Xijun was silently testing on this side. Mu Mili had exchanged more than a hundred moves with Li Ximing and was gradually unable to withstand it. He pinched a seal in his hand, tapped his storage bag lightly, and took out several skulls, throwing them hard into the air.

The black smoke on his body suddenly crashed into the skulls, transforming into five or six black mountain ghosts, whistling and rushing over, wanting to climb up along the 'Huangyuan Pass' and rush towards Li Ximing's main body.

But these mountain ghosts had just climbed up when the four ancient charms on the left side of the Huangyuan Pass suddenly shone, and the mountain ghosts bounced away one after another. Li Ximing laughed and said:

"To deal with such filthy things, although my Mingyang is not as good as Profound Thunder, it is still ranked, Senior, do not have these little thoughts!"

Mu Mili seemed to have expected it, but seeing this scene now, his face was still pale, and he had to call these mountain ghosts emitting black smoke back, surrounding his side to help resist the grinding and suppression power.

His state was already declining, and he had broken his own arm to save Juwu. Various witch arts to save himself had failed, and he soon reached a predicament where both magic power and blood energy were bottoming out.

But looking at Li Ximing, he was still calm and relaxed, bit by bit using the 'Huangyuan Pass' to grind his cultivation, grinding Mu Mili to a dead end. Seeing Li Xijun cut and destroy the green-faced ghost with a sword, he finally gritted his teeth and pinched a seal.

Several mountain ghosts swarmed up in an instant, crashing into the hazy brilliance in the middle of the bright pass with a boom, emitting a violent roar.

"Boom!"

This Immortal Foundation was originally one with Li Ximing. He couldn't sit still for a while, only feeling a tightness in his chest and abdomen. The suppression and grinding power that had been maintained finally loosened.

Mu Mili was waiting for this opportunity. His cultivation and flesh burned instantly, transforming into a streak of blood light, and he pinched out several talismans and hit them on the 'Huangyuan Pass', emitting bursts of violent sounds.

Under the superposition of multiple means, the suppression and grinding power loosened for a while. Mu Mili hurriedly seized the time, fought for his life, and rushed out of the bright pass in one breath.

Li Ximing breathed heavily before recovering, watching him escape several miles away, sneered, flicked his sleeve lightly, and the remaining huge and bright pass transformed into a streak of white light, chasing quickly, trying to absorb the streak of blood light.

"Want to leave now? You underestimate my bright pass!"

He had just released the bright pass, and Li Xijun had also chased up early just in case, but saw a figure emerging from the clouds and mist in the distance, closing his sleeves and gathering the red light.

Li Ximing frowned and stopped, looked closely, and was suddenly stunned, watching helplessly as this person stepped on a flying shuttle of white porcelain luster under his feet, flying slowly.

"This..."

The man was somewhat weathered and old, with a gentle expression between his brows, deep eyes and a long face, with white hair and beard mixed with gray spots. He was dressed in white cloud-sleeved long robes and stood with his hands behind his back.

He had several medicine bags hanging on his body, and was holding that streak of red light in his hand, letting the brilliance flow without being able to escape. He looked slowly and said softly:

"Ming'er."

Li Ximing was stunned for a moment, hurriedly bowed, choked with sobs and said respectfully:

"Ximing greets Master!"

Li Xijun reacted immediately, followed the salute, and replied:

"Greetings, Senior Xiao!"

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Arriving under the steps, Li Xijun saw that the troops in the town had been silently mobilized, calculated the timing, and finally drove the wind to fly to the sky above the east bank:

'Can't wait any longer... Uncle Ancestor wrote that Shangyuan's breakthrough is near, Jiangnan Yue has signs of wavering, let me act early...'