Chapter 546

The morning light had just risen from the mountains, flowing murmuringly on the treetops. The road like green jade had beautiful colors and was often called the Green Steps by the families around the lake, metaphorically referring to it as the steps of promotion.

A young man soon stepped down the steps, high-spirited, wearing a white-gold Daoist robe, with tight sleeves, looking crisp and neat. He came down under the golden morning light, his pupils hidden in the shadow of the bridge of his nose, revealing some gold.

The gloomy young man following behind was dressed in black, his voice low:

"Your Highness, the new disciples of each clan have all entered the mansion... compared to last year, it's two percent less."

Li Zhouwei was seventeen years old, devoted to practicing pupil techniques. At this age, Li Xizhi and Li Ximing were just Qi Refining, but his cultivation was already at the fifth level of Qi Refining, which could be said to be the first-class in the family for several generations.

Chen Yang also left his peers far behind, only reaching Qi Refining in recent years, and was hailed as the first person with a different surname in a hundred years. Most in the clan thought it was due to the bloodline of half a main family direct descendant, and although they praised him, they didn't think it was strange.

"Two percent."

The two paced on the peak, both knowing the reason in their hearts. Li Zhouwei stood with his hands behind his back, the golden starlight in his pupils constantly floating.

This color no longer had the demonic look of the past, and one could clearly see the brilliance of magic power. It was the 【Dayuan Golden Eyes】 that Li Xizhi brought back that year, making golden light spots float in his eyes from time to time.

He had refined the 【Dayuan Golden Eyes】 early on. This pupil technique of Mingyang was not easy. The Wei Li of ancient times took twenty years to refine it, but it was easy in his hands.

Chen Yang was extremely good at observing words and colors, judging the situation, and just bowed and replied: "The war in the north is unclear... these guys are afraid, afraid that if they send their family children over, they will be sent to the north in a few years..."

"They left one or two, sent them away under the name of traveling, one family in the east and one family in the west, controlled at two percent... The spiritual aperture children have fluctuations every year, and it is difficult to leave any excuses."

Li Zhouwei and he arrived at the foot of the mountain. The lake was golden, and several Taixi cultivators were already driving boats through the lake, pinching the water-avoidance formula, sinking into the lake to mine minerals. The young man lowered his eyes and said:

"How much less?"

Chen Yang said respectfully: "The four hopes of Chen, Dou, Xu, Tian, and Lijing are all more than in previous years, the four towns of Huaqian and the seven cities of Huayu are all less by one percent, the eight towns of Wutu are mostly Shanyue, and there are no fewer people. The population of the dense forest is withered, much less, a full two percent less......"

"As for the missing list, it is monitored by Yuting, and the subordinate dares not ask."

After listening, Li Zhouwei looked at the water surface with his bright pupils and replied

"The families have been favored for many years, and can be considered loyal. Chen Yang, you go to check the list, ask each family in person, and send a few family letters to the north by the way."

Chen Yang nodded in understanding, his tone respectful, revealing a bit of heavy laughter.

"Your Highness... only ask once?"

Li Zhouwei waved his hand: "Ask once first."

Chen Yang took the order and retreated. Li Zhouwei stood on the shore for a while, revealing a bit of coldness.

Li Xijun was seriously injured in that great battle, closed-door cultivation urgently, and held his life. Li Ximing had to leave the pass, patrolling the lake on one side, and refining elixirs and nursing Li Xijun on the other, so the family affairs were left empty.

His age was gradually getting older, and he temporarily took over the discourse power on Qingdu. The family was constantly mobilizing, not only to send people to the north, but also to send people out to explore in many ways, and the manpower was already insufficient.

And exploring outside was much more dangerous, mainly to prevent demonic cultivators from sneaking into the town to eat people. In the final analysis, in the eyes of the families, it was not worth it to take risks for mortals. Several families under his rule were even more unwilling. Li Zhouwei naturally knew it clearly, and had no mood to deal with them: "I just took over the family affairs, and encountered such a great change, it is not suitable to be too cruel... otherwise..."

He had to send Chen Yang, on the surface to ask, but secretly it was just a warning. This person was fierce and gloomy, and it was most appropriate to send such things to him.

Li Zhouwei just drove the wind and rose, flew all the way to the mountain, and floated to the top, where he saw a stone platform, with light flowing and complex patterns.

On the top was inserted a deep golden long halberd, with curved branches like a crescent moon, and in the center was outlined a bright white arc, with a mysterious and clever structure, shrouded in misty spiritual opportunity, silently releasing bright light, illuminating the grass and trees around the stone platform, gray and yellow.

On the side was placed a circular magic treasure, a golden-red small ring, about the thickness of a little finger, and the material was neither gold nor silver.

"Two ancient magic treasures......"

These were both ancient magic treasures, and the former was a magic halberd obtained from the cave heaven, all flowing with brilliance. The value of the two added together was not to say that it could resist the Li family, but it could also be worth the sum of the Foundation Establishment magic treasures of the Li family.

In the current Li family, even Li Ximing didn't have a decent magic treasure, and Li Xizhi was still using a Qi Refining level magic sword, but they had prepared such a precious magic treasure for him.

"Breaking through the fifth level of Qi Refining, I can take this ancient magic treasure!"

Li Zhouwei took a step forward, passed through the array shrouding the stone platform, and the dazzling bright light appeared before his eyes. This halberd had been sealed here for ten years, and the Mingyang aura had already surged in the array. If it weren't for the protection of the array, this stone platform would have turned into white sand.

Li Ximing had also taken this magic treasure. Although he was a Mingyang Dao foundation, this long halberd only flashed slightly in his hands, released a few rays of brilliance, and there was no other reaction.

And Li Ximing just lifted the magic treasure, and went to refine elixirs on his own, and hadn't refined or put it away until now, so he didn't even know the name of the magic treasure.

Li Zhouwei walked to the front of the large halberd. The blade was already making a buzzing tremor, and the bright blade radiated white light, faintly revealing two seal characters on the halberd pole.

"【Dasheng】"

He held the long handle lightly, and the halberd shook violently, swallowing magic power as if hungry and thirsty. The golden light in Li Zhouwei's pupils overlapped, slowly pulling it out.

"Buzz buzz buzz......"

This long halberd cheered and accepted his refining. The golden light flew out from the arc in the center of the long halberd, fell on him, and transformed into the appearance of the long sky Mingyang.

The golden light disappeared in a flash. Li Zhouwei pulled out the long halberd, and a sudden realization rose in his heart: "【Dasheng Long Halberd】"

This long halberd's killing intent was not heavy. It seemed to have been forged very early, and was put into the cave heaven by the people of Qingsong Temple very early, and was rarely stained with blood, but was nourished by spiritual energy in that cave heaven that was integrated from top to bottom.

He couldn't calculate the time, but five hundred years was mostly there, so the spiritual opportunity was abundant and the spirituality was sufficient, only there was no bloody killing intent.

Li Zhouwei experienced it roughly. This long halberd was solid and sharp, not to mention that it was forged in ancient times and had been nourished for so long, and it was much stronger than current magic treasures.

Once magic power was injected, the long halberd released invisible white bright light, and the enemy was like being exposed to the scorching sun, restless and sweating profusely.

And there was mystery in the arc in the center of the long halberd, with brilliance and magic stored inside. Once triggered by the Mingyang immortal foundation, it could bless the owner of the magic treasure, with bright light attached to the body, stepping on light and catching flames, majestic and majestic.

Li Zhouwei was satisfied in his heart. He hadn't reached Foundation Establishment yet and couldn't use it, but it was an ancient magic treasure after all, very easy to use and particularly compatible, communicating with each other like breathing in his hands.

"Good magic treasure!"

He carried it on his back, looked at the golden-red Jianyang ring on the side. This magic treasure had no other characteristics besides being solid now, but it made him unable to look away.

"So intimate......"

Li Zhouwei looked at it blankly for two glances, and had the urge to carry it with him. It's just a pity that I heard this magic treasure is an important thing of Qingsong Temple and cannot be taken out at will.

He came out of the array and arrived in front of the mountain, when he suddenly saw An Siwei driving the wind and falling hurriedly.

The middle-aged man just said in a low voice: "Report to Your Highness, a person came outside the array, claiming to be Miao of the Listening Thunder Island in the South Sea, wanting to visit Qingdu......"

"Miao family?"

Li Zhouwei sank slightly and said coldly: "The elders of the family are still patrolling the lake, send a flying flame to indicate, as for the Miao family, ask him to wait in the pavilion under the mountain first."

Li Qinghong's matter had long been communicated with the family. The Miao family was mostly coming with bad intentions. The timing was just right, just when the Li family was empty, Li Xijun was seriously injured, it was really dangerous......

"I don't know if it's Miao Quan, I heard this person has outstanding strength... if he suddenly makes trouble, it's really a bit of trouble."

Li Zhouwei asked with his arms folded: "Is this person willing to enter the array for a detailed talk?"

"The subordinate asked... although he looked embarrassed, he finally nodded."

Hearing that this person was willing to enter the array, Li Zhouwei knew in his heart:

"It seems that either there is no too much malice... or he can't figure out my family's strength at all... just relying on the Zifu behind him, after all, he entered the Foundation Establishment array and was suppressed by the late Foundation Establishment, which can be said to be in a dangerous place......"

The Miao family gave the sincerity of being willing to talk, and the Li family naturally wanted to have one less enemy than one more. Li Zhouwei was a bit polite and ordered: "Serve tea to him."

He just ordered it, thought carefully for a while, and his father Li Chengliao also arrived in the array. Hearing that the Miao family was so polite, he frowned. Li Zhouwei said in a low voice: "I'm afraid it's because the Bianyan Immortal Bow shot and killed Murong Wu in a quarter of an hour, scaring them."

The father and son discussed carefully for a while, and soon had a response strategy. Li Zhouwei said softly: "Father, go up and guard, I will wait for Uncle."

Li Chengliao nodded and left. Light flickered outside the array. It seemed that Li Ximing was not far away, and soon drove the wind over.

Li Ximing was wearing a golden Daoist robe, searched around the lake, but found nothing, only killed a few demonic cultivators. Most of the day passed, and he was a bit depressed: "It's really a troublesome thing... check all the way, see if there are any Foundation Establishment traces left... Eighth Brother is really patient, such a thing, he has been doing it for more than half a year."

Li Xijun was seriously injured, and he would definitely have to take action for the rest of the time. Li Ximing had no dissatisfaction, just counting the days, several secret methods were still far away, and it was inevitable to have a headache.

"Zifu... how difficult it is!"

He fell back to the mountain, saw Li Zhouwei, and was shocked by his fifth-level Qi Refining cultivation, unable to speak for a while. Li Zhouwei had to speak first and told the matter concisely.

"Invite him up......"

Hearing the Miao family, Li Ximing felt even more headache, just that this Great Liang had to be carried, and he replied calmly on the surface.

Li Zhouwei understood the temperament of this uncle, called Li Chengliao and Li Xuanxuan for him, and didn't hurt his face, just added softly: "Father also got the news early, and is already waiting in the hall. Uncle just needs to sit in it, no need to say much."

Li Ximing looked at him stunned, but understood, smiled and nodded: "Good!"

Li Zhouwei injected magic power into the Dasheng Long Halberd, making this magic treasure shine, the arc in the middle was surprisingly bright, then handed the magic treasure to him, and said in a deep color:

"The Miao family are South Sea cultivators, with the most demonic cultivators, often fearing power but not cherishing virtue. The Bianyan Mountain Immortal Bow is famous, and it has a great deterrent ability. These people must also have emptiness in their hearts. Uncle, place the halberd beside the seat, and observe the color and speak coldly."

Li Ximing's eyes lit up, and he nodded: "I can do this well."

He drove the wind up, fell into the hall, and sat on the top. The Miao family followed him into the main hall.

This Miao family member had a square face and thick eyebrows, a burly figure, and his clothes were very strange, like Daoist but not Daoist, like a monk but not a monk. He tied two large copper bowls around his waist, and his behavior was still polite.

"Miao Ye of Listening Thunder Island! Met Fellow Daoist!"

Miao Ye was also a practitioner of the thunder path, his voice like thunder, buzzing. Li Ximing was wearing a golden robe, leaning on it, with the Dasheng Long Halberd with intertwined crescent moon and arc standing beside him, lowering his eyebrows and saying: "I am Li Ximing, met Fellow Daoist."

Not to mention anything else, Li Ximing's appearance was quite good, his cultivation was profound, one hand was placed on the seat, and the things his father Li Yuanping taught him finally came alive from his memory, and his demeanor was much more vivid.

Miao Ye's eyes fell on the Dasheng Long Halberd, and the familiar form almost made him jump. It made his heart empty, and his heart jumped like thunder, secretly saying: "So it's him! Li Xuanfeng was indeed in the cave heaven! He killed Yu Muxian... and snatched this long halberd from Tang Shedu!"

Miao Ye had been to the Qingsong Cave Heaven that year, and happened to find this long halberd, and fought with Situ Chen of the Tangjin Sect for this magic treasure, who happened to bump into Tang Shedu and the two.

He fled in a panic in Tang Shedu's hands, almost lost his life, fortunately a group of people killed him, indirectly saving his life.

"It is said that Li Xuanfeng has already invested in the Ning family... but this weapon clearly fell into the hands of the Li family! That's right, it's the surname Li after all, how can it be pulled clearly!"

Miao Ye was still thinking about which family Li Xuanfeng belonged to, and only now understood. Looking at Li Ximing again, he only felt that bright light was flowing on this person, his immortal foundation was not vulgar, his aura was heavy, and he had obviously stayed in the late Foundation Establishment for a long time.

Although he hadn't heard of this person's name, he must also have outstanding strength. He judged the situation, his voice became much smaller, and he smiled:

"I have heard of Fellow Daoist's great name! I have only met Senior Xuanfeng, and was saved by him in the secret realm, and have always been inexplicably grateful to your family... now I am fortunate to see you, I am really admiring."

"Oh?"

Li Ximing showed some interested smiles on his face and asked:

"I would like to hear the details."

Miao Ye said carefully, starting from meeting Situ Chen, mentioning the Tangjin Sect twice, but the old man on the side immediately sank his face, seemingly somewhat disgusted with this name.

Li Xuanxuan had personally experienced the ambush of the Tangjin Sect, and always had a deep impression. Li Ximing also knew it, and added coldly: "So it's the Tangjin Sect... Fellow Daoist, rest assured, Situ Chen died in the East Sea..."

Miao Ye didn't feel it at first, repeated two or three sentences, and his heart suddenly turned cold:

"The Li family has a very bad relationship with the Tangjin Sect. Since coming out of the cave heaven, Situ Chen has had no news... falling in the East Sea, could it be... Situ Chen was also killed by Li Xuanfeng......"