Chapter 520

Ziyan Blessed Land. Ziyan Blessed Land purple Qi drifted, a piece of cloud smoke shrouded among the mountain peaks. Li Xuanfeng was brought back by the True Person in person after all, so the cultivators of Ziyan Sect were very polite to him and specially found a cave dwelling for him to cultivate on the main peak.

Although the Dao lineage he cultivated had nothing to do with Ziqi, at least the spiritual veins were abundant, the spiritual machine was thick, and cultivating was quite beneficial. If he could cultivate here in his early years, perhaps he could have broken through a few years earlier.

"It's a pity that the path of cultivation has gradually come to an end now."

Li Xuanfeng's cultivation method could only be cultivated to the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and there was no chapter for breaking through to Zifu. His cultivation had slowly reached a bottleneck, like that subordinate of Tang Shedu, only able to consume it in this late stage of Foundation Establishment.

Even if there was time to cultivate secret methods, there was no corresponding cultivation method to practice, so Li Xuanfeng had to adjust his breath to the peak and find body methods and pupil techniques to practice slowly.

Li Xuanfeng cultivated here for several days, and True Person Yuan Xiu quickly brought people over, breaking into the Blessed Land openly. Li Xuanfeng was cultivating in the mountains, looking out, he was carrying a man in his hand, looking at the face carefully, it was exactly Ning Heyuan.

True Person Zipei, to be on the safe side, still called Li Xuanfeng up. Returning to that cave dwelling where purple Qi floated, he saw three True Persons sitting around, and Ning Heyuan stood blankly in the center.

The impact of Ning Tiaoxiao's death on Ning Heyuan could not be compared with Li Xuanfeng at all. The position of Yuansu in Ning Heyuan's heart was probably similar to Li Tongya compared to the Li family years ago. Li Xuanfeng saw him standing respectfully, but his eyes were a bit lost, looking absent-minded.

Just as Li Xuanfeng stood firm, Zipei asked:

"Li Xuanfeng, is this person the junior that Yuansu cared about?"

Seeing Li Xuanfeng nod and respond, Zipei looked at True Person Puyi again, let this True Person pinch his fingers to calculate, it was not much different, only then took this small seal from his sleeve and said softly:

"Ning Heyuan!"

"Junior is here."

Ning Heyuan nodded respectfully. Zipei placed the seal on his palm, seemingly immersed in some memories, pondering for a moment:

"Yuansu never liked to hear about the past, perhaps he never told you. Since I have preserved this thing for him, I must also tell you about its origin, so that you know which family's grace you have received."

After she finished speaking, True Person Puyi nodded lightly, while Yuan Xiu turned his face away and didn't speak. Li Xuanfeng secretly understood in his heart: "Always heard that this one from Ziyan Sect doesn't get along with Yuansu. Now it seems they knew each other in their early years, but had a conflict... in the end, she still helped him preserve a lot..."

Zipei said softly: "This seal is the 【Xinyou Luze Seal】. The main body is cast from Xinyou Mysterious Gold, Tai Lu Flower Liquid, and Langya Precious Jade. It is an ancient seal, and what is suppressed on it is the 【Clear Water Feather Snake】."

"This ancient seal was originally the magic treasure of a Zifu great demon under the Feather Snake, later folded in the hands of a senior of the Moon Brilliance Yuan Mansion, and then obtained by the Immortal Mansion, receiving the washing of Moon Brilliance."

"Finally, it was obtained by True Person Donghua of the Immortal Mansion and transferred to Ning Tiaoxiao."

True Person Zipei said the words clearly, without covering up at all. Li Xuanfeng listened on the side and understood in his heart.

The attitude of the Three Sects and Seven Gates toward True Person Donghua had always been ambiguous, all crowned with the reputation of 【Obtaining the Immortal Mansion's Legacy】. Only many gossip news spread, saying that he was the successor of the Immortal Mansion.

Now it was considered to have received recognition from the Zifu who had personally experienced this matter years ago. It was completely different from the records in the sect, and Ning Heyuan did not dare to say much, taking it with both hands.

Zipei said softly: "That treasure years ago... both Qiushui and I have used it. There are twelve formulas. I will pass them to you here. You remember them carefully."

Si Boxiu stood with his hands behind his back, his dead-board face was very cold, only waving his sleeves, and immediately escaped into the Great Void, disappearing without a trace.

True Person Puyi also nodded and said goodbye. The jade seal in Ning Heyuan's hand shone brightly, and various clear waters floated by his side, and green-golden brilliance flowed by his side. He closed his eyes tightly, seemingly communicating with this small seal.

True Person Zipei passed down this formula, listened with his ears for a while, flicked his sleeves and said:

"Since you have obtained the treasure, go back and cultivate well."

The two only felt a blur before their eyes, and were thrown out of the Blessed Land by this sleeve. Observing all around, they had already arrived at Libu County in the far east of Qingchi Sect. This place was exactly the junction of Qingchi and Ziyan, with people's voices boiling and red lanterns and green wine below their feet.

Ning Heyuan and Li Xuanfeng both rode the Dharma wind in the air, stabilizing their figures. Ning Heyuan held the seal in his arms, still unable to react, only saying: "Why so fast!"

He muttered, not knowing whether he was talking about Zipei's means or Yuansu. Li Xuanfeng stood silently behind him, and saw Ning Heyuan say with a trembling voice:

"Does Brother-in-law have any other arrangements...? Or will you follow me back to the sect?"

Ning Heyuan's hands were tightly grasping that Dharma seal, grasping his five fingers white, and his two eyes were very bright in the night, staring tightly at his expression.

Li Xuanfeng was still the same as usual, neither humble nor arrogant, and said softly: "Please give orders, Head of the Family."

Yuansu had just passed away. Li Xuanfeng's attitude was more important than anything to Ning Heyuan. This old general didn't need to do anything, just standing behind him, Ning Heyuan had confidence.

He breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly persuaded:

"If Brother-in-law has affairs, you can go by yourself... if there is nothing, then go back to the Ning family with me."

Li Xuanfeng nodded and rode the wind with him. Ning Heyuan talked with him for a while, determined that his attitude had not changed much, and only then put his heart down.

Ning Heyuan paused and only asked:

"Does the True Person have any last words or oral instructions?"

Li Xuanfeng nodded quietly and said in a low voice: "Dare not hate."

Xunlin Plain.

The clouds over Xunlin Plain floated slowly. Yuan Huyuan stood quietly above the mountain forest, watching the people below crawling like ants. The hands hidden in his sleeves were slightly white.

A ray of rosy light came from far to near, floating brilliantly in the air. Yuan Huyuan subconsciously wanted to retreat, but saw this rosy light gradually clear, stepping under the feet of an elegant young man.

"Senior Huyuan."

"Li Xizhi..."

The visitor was exactly Li Xizhi. He returned to the Li family all the way and immediately received a letter from the sect. Yuan Tuan's soul lamp in the sect was extinguished, and she had fallen in the East Sea.

Li Xizhi received this news, and Yuan Chengdun's two demon-subduing short sticks were also sent back to the Li family, so he rode the rosy light over, preparing to find the Yuan family.

Who knew that he walked around in the sky, his cultivated pupil techniques explored left and right, and soon discovered Yuan Huyuan who was silently hiding in the sky.

Yuan Huyuan was no longer in the Yuan family in name, but in fact, it was just a play performed by the two brothers Yuan Huyuan and Yuan Huduo. Yuan Huyuan saw him, sighed in his heart. Now the two families knew the situation clearly, and there was no need to hide, only cupping his hands:

"Greetings, Daoist."

Li Xizhi cupped his hands and said softly: "Master has fallen."

Yuan Huyuan's old face drooped, his two eyebrows tightly knitted together, hearing his whole body stiffen, only saying: "Huo... Tuan'er has fallen."

Li Xizhi naturally knew that his younger sister had been set up by the Yuan family, but the Yuan family head Yuan Huduo had also eaten an arrow in full view of everyone, not only losing his face completely, but now still recuperating, after all, he pulled it back.

Li Xizhi only asked:

"The Dragon-kin want Master to be the key. The Yuan family must not have obtained the Qingxuan Dao lineage by accident. The Yuan family's ancestors were originally disciples of the 【Yanyan Temple Palace】, right?"

Li Xizhi stood on the spot for a breath. This old man sorted out his sleeves back and forth, his wrists trembling slightly, did not look at Li Xizhi, and said with a trembling voice: "Yes... yes..."

The rosy clouds on Li Xizhi's body gradually dimmed, and he asked: "Does Master know? She was harmed out by you... or did she go voluntarily!"

Yuan Huyuan was much hunched, only saying:

"I don't know... Xizhi... I don't know... She is so clever, she must have known early."

Li Xizhi looked at his appearance and sighed in his heart: 'Whether voluntary or not, there is no difference. Whether willing or not, she had to go.'

Li Xizhi was slightly distracted, and Yuan Huyuan before him was already sweating profusely. Li Xizhi looked at him quietly and said in a low voice: "Yuan Chengdun was deceived out by you, right."

Yuan Huyuan lowered his eyebrows and replied:

"Yes... he thought he was going to save Yuan Tuan, but in fact, it was because he also cultivated the Qingxuan path, and the Dragon-kin felt that one more Qingxuan would mean more certainty..."

"Good."

Li Xizhi understood, nodded in response, cupped his hands, and made a gesture to leave. Yuan Huyuan said as if trying to keep him: "Xizhi... years ago Yuan Tuan brought Chi Jing back, I personally sent him, he even called me Senior... Li Tongya also treated me very politely... even Li Yuanping and Li Yuanjiao..."

"I don't know it would reach such a situation."

Li Xizhi only returned the salute and said softly:

"Senior, the situation has gatherings and separations, which cannot be blocked by private feelings."

He took the two demon-subduing short sticks from his sleeve and continued: "Return this thing to its original owner, please take care."

Li Xizhi finished speaking and rode the wind away. Yuan Huyuan's sleeves were uneasily gathered together. Before he could recover, the fragrance of medicine was pungent, and someone actually appeared.

This person had a broad face, graying temples, a series of medicine bags on his body, and his thick face was full of tears. His usually gentle eyes were slightly red, looking at him quietly.

Yuan Huyuan could only bow in sorrow, and he said: "Brother Yuansi!"

Xiao Yuansi could not make a sound, only waved his hand silently. This loyal and gentle old man thought back and forth. Yuan Tuan had been missing for many years, and no one had reminded him.

"It must have been done by that True Person in my family who calculates everything."

He glanced at Yuan Huyuan. Xiao Yuansi had always been unable to say cold words, gently persuaded him to go back, and then rode the wind back to the Xiao family alone, completely forgetting what he originally wanted to do when passing through this place.

But in his mind, he remembered the scenery on Qingsui Peak years ago. Li Chijing was reading with a sword in his arms, while Yuan Tuan was gathering her hair, smiling and calling him Senior Brother.

"A hundred years in a flash, I don't even have the qualification to protect the Junior Sister left behind."

Xiao Yuansi returned to Xianyou Peak alone.

Qingdu Mountain.

Li Xijun sat cross-legged under the green pine. Bai Bai snow drifted and fell on his white clothes. After a while, he saw someone come forward and said respectfully: "Adult, someone from Xuanyue has come."

"Let them come up."

Li Xijun waited for a while, and a strange woman came up. It was indeed an envoy who came to mourn and pay respects before Li Xicheng passed away. The Three Sects and Seven Gates could be considered the only one.

"Xuanyue Kong Qiuyan, greetings, Fellow Daoist."

This woman looked generous, with a straight nose and delicate skin. She first paid respects, and then said softly:

"I have long heard that the Li family has Mingfrost Pine Snow. Now that I see Fellow Daoist, I know it is not an exaggerated rumor."

Li Xijun responded politely, praised her a few times, and asked about the situation of the Xuanyue Sect in recent years. Kong Qiuyan responded generously, and her tone was appropriate, making him nod slightly.

He had broken through to Foundation Establishment in these years and gradually took charge of Qingdu, appearing very often. Many surrounding families had heard of his name. As a result, what spread first was not his means, but his appearance. In the end, all the major forces in the several counties who had visited knew that the Li family had an elegant young man who cultivated wind and snow.

This woman also stared at him for two eyes, then said the polite words, and slowly retreated. Li Xijun didn't take it to heart and asked: "Has Ximing come out of seclusion and down the mountain?"

Seeing this person nod, he rode the wind and flew down the mountain.

Li Xicheng's funeral was held for several months. The Li family members from various towns all rushed back, and the momentum was very grand. There were many figures entering and leaving the middle hall, all of whom were capable clan members in the family.

First, Li Xicheng helped many clan members and had a high reputation in the clan. Second, the Zhong branch was now in power, and Li Xicheng was the father of the current head of the family, so everyone wanted to come and pay respects.

The middle hall was also hung with white cloth, drifting slowly in the air. Li Xijun stepped on the wind and snow and fell from the front of the hall, just bumping into Li Zhouwei holding a long halberd, walking slowly in front of the steps.

"Eighth Uncle!"

Li Zhouwei nodded and cupped his hands. Li Xijun helped him up, nodded lightly, and followed him in. Several people in the hall had been waiting for a long time, waiting quietly.

Li Xuanfeng and Li Qinghong were not there, Li Xuanxuan refused to sit in the main seat, Li Xizhi rarely came back once, Li Xijun arrived, and several people looked at Li Xizhi. Who knew that he looked around, shook his head, and said softly: "I cultivate in Qingchi and should not preside. Better let Eighth Brother come!"

Li Xijun had to nod and take his seat. He was famous for his handsomeness, with snow light fluttering beside him. On both sides were Li Xizhi and Li Ximing. One was elegant and generous, with rosy clouds and rainbows, and the other was filled with cinnabar fire, standing with his arms crossed.

Li Ximing had just come out of seclusion, and his cultivation was already at the late stage of Foundation Establishment. His cultivation speed was very fast, and he had already started to ponder secret methods and cinnabar Dao, unexpectedly becoming one of the highest cultivation bases in the family.

Except for Li Xuanfeng, Li Qinghong and Li Ximing in the family were both in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, followed by Li Xizhi and Li Wushao in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, and Li Xijun in the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

If you count Kongheng, the Foundation Establishment combat power of the Li family now could be said to be quite good.

Li Ximing had just received the news of his eldest brother's death. Every time he came out of seclusion, there was a big change. Now he still had a hazy feeling. Li Xizhi had already said softly:

"According to the news I received, Shangyuan achieved the breakthrough, mostly obtained the Yu Zhen fruit position, and was besieged by Clear Water, Taiyuan, Taiyi, two early Golden Cores, and one late Golden Core..."

He paused and said softly:

"But having obtained the fruit position, it is no longer a matter of falling just because you fall. Years ago, Yingze killed the Shaoyang Demon Monarch and still had to divide into three, let alone descendants..."

After Li Xizhi finished speaking, he took out a letter from his bosom and said softly: "My master... the soul lamp in the sect is extinguished. Perhaps in a few days I will return to the sect to take the position of Peak Master of Qingsui, and cannot stay long."

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