Chapter 506: Demon Kind

The Li family's troops shuttled through the mountains. Li Li Xijun, dressed in white, with a sword at his waist, was suppressing the formation on a mountain peak. Master Kongheng rode the wind and flew not far away, his eyes closed, muttering incantations, seemingly transcending the souls of the dead. He looked carefully to ensure that Li Li Wushao was following Li Li Zhouwei, then retracted his gaze, approaching slowly on the wind and snow. His ears moved slightly, and he suddenly tilted his head.

The eyes under Li Li Xijun's sword brows glowed slightly cold, and several strands of white gas drifted out, staring straight at an empty space not far away. After a few breaths, he frowned and said coldly: "I don't know which fellow Daoist is here. I am Li Li Xijun of the Li family. Please show yourself!"

His voice was cold and stern, spreading very far, just enough for Master Kongheng in the distance to hear clearly. The narrow-eyed monk opened his eyes wide, took out an ancient green Zen staff from his sleeve, and rode the wind over at high speed.

After Li Li Xijun said this, he was also secretly shocked in his heart:

"What a brilliant invisibility technique!"

You know, he had practiced pupil techniques since he was a child, and the Lu Qi 【Bright Frost Pine Ridge】 he received also blessed his eyes, allowing him to see through falsehoods, and even see through many formations.

And he had watched for several breaths, but he still couldn't see the person's figure, only feeling that there was a vague figure in that place, and he was shocked, ready to escape.

But a white light suddenly lit up in the air in that place, revealing a corner of cloud-white clothing, slowly appearing, and it was a smiling youth.

This youth had slightly narrow brows, gray eyes that were watery, skin that was tender and smooth, and the black hair on both sides of his cheeks was braided into two segments, tied with silver-white bells, making him look quite agile.

He was barefoot, wearing blue and green long-sleeved large-lapel clothes, which was a rare left-lapel, the collar was very small, but the cuffs were quite wide, and a series of silver beads were strung on his neck, with a white quartz tied to the end.

Li Li Xijun paused slightly and retreated a step vigilantly. The youth was full of smiles, even with a hint of teasing, and only asked:

"Which junior are you? Where is Li Li Yuanjiao? Tell him to come out immediately!"

Hearing this, Li Li Xijun's vigilance faded a little, but he still remained on guard, bowed and replied: "I don't know which senior you are? Replying to senior, my uncle has passed away for many years."

"Ah!"

The youth's smile disappeared instantly, and he looked somewhat frustrated. Li Li Xijun took the opportunity to look at him, feeling that the person in front of him was inexplicably familiar, also with gray eyes and long brows, and a quite agile temperament.

Looking carefully, he felt that this person had white hair and sharp teeth, full of purple smoke, and was originally a demon.

The youth paused, seemingly somewhat dispirited, waved his hand, and the original lively and agile appearance was drained away, lowering his brows, he said:

"You should know, I am a cultivator from the demon cave of Mount Mount Dali, named Bai Rong. I once lived on the outskirts of this Mount Mount Dali due to a mistake, practicing well under the tree..."

"Who knew that someone came to beat me up, it was your ancestor, named Li Li Tongya. Human life is short, and now I don't know how many generations have passed... Do you still remember?"

Li Li Xijun was stunned, muttering:

"Senior Bai Rong Fox?!"

Hearing him call out the name, Bai Rong suddenly had a smile, and called out:

"Exactly!"

Li Li Xijun was somewhat indescribable, standing in the air for a moment, just about to step forward, suddenly lowered his brows and narrowed his eyes, clouds of doubt appeared in his heart, pressed his sword without firing, and said in a low voice:

"Senior borrowed a good name... but my clan's records say that Senior Bai Rong Fox was a red fox. My pair of eyes can see clearly, you are clearly a white fox!"

Bai Rong was stunned, suddenly laughed, seemingly having heard something that made him extremely happy, and stopped only after laughing for a full few breaths, asking: "Is it said... your clan actually recorded me in such detail... very good, very good... Li Li Tongya is truly a good person."

Seeing that he didn't look like a fake, Li Li Xijun nodded slightly, bowed and replied:

"Please give an explanation, senior."

"Hey!"

Bai Rong could raise his head when talking about this, and a white fluffy tail rose under the blue and green large robe, laughing:

"My origin was not high, and the time I spent on Foundation Establishment all these years was to practice blood and seek nature in the demon pool in the demon cave. Now that I have succeeded, I have long since shed that red hair and mortal teeth, and turned into a spirit fox!"

This explanation was novel. Li Li Xijun thought about it slightly and asked: "Does senior know which sword ancestor Li Tongya wore?"

Bai Rong stepped in the air with bare feet, and answered without thinking:

"First it was 【Jiaopan Ying】, then it was 【Mount Qingchi Sword】."

Li Li Xijun asked secret questions one by one, seeing that he answered fluently, and his appearance before and after did not look like a fake, so he bowed and said respectfully:

"Junior Li Li Xijun, great-grandson of the ancestor, greets Senior Bai Rong, congratulations to Senior for your great success!"

Bai Rong chuckled, sighed and said:

"Your temperament is as cautious as your great-grandfather's. That snake is also the same, always cautious and careful."

He wore a blue and green large robe, looking much younger than Li Li Xijun, smiled and glanced at Li Li Xijun, saying:

"You look handsome, with the demeanor of Li Li Tongya in his last years."

Li Li Tongya's status in the hearts of juniors like Li Li Xijun was very high, and he couldn't stand him saying that. Li Li Xijun said fearfully:

"Senior's divine appearance, Li Xijun dare not compare to one ten-thousandth."

Bai Rong turned his head back, looking at the sound of killing and shouting at his feet, sniffed hard, took a deep breath, his lips became very rosy. Li Li Xijun observed for a moment and said softly: "It's a pity, junior has clan affairs, please wait a moment, senior. After this matter is over, please come to the mountain to drink tea."

Bai Rong smiled slightly, chuckled: "No problem, no problem, it's my good luck. I just broke through and left the customs, and I can rightfully run into so much blood energy. I have to thank you."

Li Li Xijun was ashamed, but didn't know how to answer, so he could only swallow his words. Bai Rong glanced at his feet inadvertently and said casually: "Li Brother Yuanping is also dead... I told him to gather blood food to find me, but he wouldn't listen."

"You guys... are all stubborn..."

He nagged twice, and the clean white quartz strung with silver beads hanging on his chest shook gently. Li Li Xijun didn't know why he hung an ordinary quartz on his chest, so he could only answer: "Senior is right."

The blue and green robe on Bai Rong's body slowly bulged, and the blood energy at his feet rose. He smiled, seemingly understanding something, and secretly thought:

"Alas... Li Li Tongya never liked this path his whole life. The younger generation is obedient, though. I absorb blood energy here; although it cannot be compared to cannibalism and I rarely become tainted with resentment, it is inevitably detested by others."

He flicked his sleeves, took a big breath, then turned back, still feeling reluctant in his heart, and only answered in a low voice: "I won't stay here any longer, I'll go to Mount Mount Lijing to wait for you first." ===== CHAPTER 527 =====