Chapter 762: Thunder and Rain

Li Minggong rested for a while, carefully healed her injuries, and after a long time, Li Chenghuai entered from outside the hall. He looked solemn, seemingly happy and worried, and said in a low voice: "Eldest sister, Si Tumo has fallen. I heard that the family head took action on the Salt Lake, first killed Si Tumo, avenged a grudge, and then killed Yunanzi while facing six Senior Chang Xiao people, causing the Senior Chang Xiao people to retreat."

Li Minggong hurriedly raised her head, revealing some relieved expression, and then worriedly said:

"What happened later?"

Li Chenghuai replied: "I heard that he was received by the Cheng family and retreated to Wanyu."

Li Minggong was relieved, felt much better in her heart, and replied: "It's good that he escaped. Both ends are safe. Just let him stay outside... keep his life."

Li Chenghuai nodded, Li Minggong coughed and asked:

"I can't hold on for too long, I have to go into seclusion soon. Handle your brother's funeral first, so that the old man doesn't have to work too hard. Later, I hope you can take a look at the family and make decisions for them. You... what are your plans."

Li Chenghuai immediately hesitated, and he replied:

"I am looking to share the worries for the family, but my younger brother's father is the Pavilion Master of Qutian, and his mother is a descendant of the Qingchi Immortal. If I make the decisions, I am afraid it will not look good... The Ji pulse has always practiced toward Qingchi. My entry into Qingdu is already an exception, and there is no precedent for hosting the continent's affairs and being the head of a clan."

Li Minggong's identity is indeed a bit sensitive, but Li Minggong has no one to use at the moment, so she can only sigh and reply: "You just suppress it silently, don't show your face. Now that things have settled down, no family will easily make a move. I'm just afraid that some family has intentions, uses you to drag the Third Uncle into the water, and asks Qingchi to make a fuss. The family's Zifu is not there, and they have no power to resist, and finally end up in a confused situation."

Li Chenghuai said softly:

"The destruction of the Chi family, father participated too deeply. The True Lord has not returned, and Chi Buzi is outside. I don't know what the outcome will be. Back then, father and the True Person considered not returning to the family, which is the reason... still need to be careful."

Li Minggong finally nodded and replied:

"This matter is not troublesome. After all, there is Cui Jueyin. He has strong cultivation, profound Dao, and is a top-notch choice in terms of character and ability. With him watching in the clan, nothing will happen."

Li Minggong discussed with him, and seeing Qu Bushi coming to see her from outside the hall, she hurriedly asked:

"Found Ding Weijian?"

Qu Bushi looked strange, shook his head repeatedly, and replied:

"Guan Lingdie of the Duxian Dao came to see you."

Li Minggong was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and replied:

"Then... let her come up first."

Li Chenghuai frowned, took a step forward, stood beside his eldest sister, and Li Wen also hurriedly retreated, the two surrounding the woman left and right, only then did they see the colorful-skirted woman enter the hall.

Guan Lingdie did not come alone. Several guest ministers who escorted her stayed outside the hall. Only General Gongsun Bofan, wearing a coir raincoat, followed her. This woman finally knew the situation for once. She stopped from afar, somewhat unable to hold her face, and said half-softly and half-hardly: "I have seen Fellow Daoist Li."

"Fellow Daoist is..."

Li Minggong put away the fatigue in her expression and responded politely according to the usual appearance. Guan Lingdie then said: "My family has a 【Dudao Bell】 in the hands of your clan, and now I am here to exchange for it."

Although the Duxian Dao looks fickle and moody, Li Minggong would not offend the Duxian Dao now. It was too late to ease the relationship, so she only said softly: "Fellow Daoist, please speak."

As soon as she said this, Guan Lingdie, who had the temperament of a little girl, immediately put down her posture, her tense body relaxed, and she replied:

"During the exchange of pointers in the past, Si Tumo sent a guest minister to your clan. My Duxian Dao has always treated him with good food and drink. Now I think of sending him back as a thank-you gift for your clan returning the Dudao Bell."

'An Siwei...'

Li Minggong's heart suddenly relaxed, she raised her brows hopefully, and asked:

"Is this true?"

Guan Lingdie paused and said fluently in a low voice: "Most of the friction and misunderstandings in the past were instigated by Xuanyue and forced by Senior Chang Xiao. It was a last resort..."

She said for a while. Li Minggong saw that she was fluent, and she didn't look like someone who could say these words. She guessed that she had memorized them from Guan Gongxiao. She waited patiently for her to finish, took out the pitch-black bell from her sleeve, and said in a low voice: "The magic tool is here, Fellow Daoist, please."

Guan Lingdie was overjoyed, ordered General Gongsun Bofan a few words, and let him go down. After a while, Qu Bushi also came up. This old man walked around Guan Lingdie, arrived at Li Minggong's side, and said in a low voice:

"The Duxian Dao people under the mountain released Hu Keqing An. His breath is stable, and there is no major obstacle. The previous injuries have been healed."

Li Minggong returned the magic tool. Guan Lingdie checked it once or twice, breathed a sigh of relief, said no more, drove the wind and left. After a few breaths, she finally saw An Siwei enter from outside the hall.

An Siwei's breath was stable, his clothes were clean, and the long spear was carried on his back, just like when he left. Only his eye sockets were a bit red. That face had obviously aged in a short year or two. Although there was no white hair, his temperament was obviously decadent.

The Duxian Dao didn't care much about An Siwei. In Guan Gongxiao's eyes, An Siwei was just a cargo who relied on spirit atmosphere and Yu Zhen to achieve the Dao, and was lucky enough to Foundation Establishment. He almost forgot him in the dungeon. But An Siwei's struggle and anxiety were getting stronger day by day, torturing him for a long time.

At this moment, the Li family used a top-grade magic tool to exchange him back, which was too sudden. Suddenly released, An Siwei was still a bit uneasy, and bowed:

"Thank you, my lord."

An Siwei, as such an old man, was more like an elder. Li Minggong only persuaded him, and said in a low voice: "Please take a rest. Minggong has affairs here, so I won't keep you for protection. The old man is worried, which is also good news. Let the old man listen to it."

An Siwei bowed again and retreated quickly. Li Minggong then tried her best to get up, came down from the main seat, looked at the thunder in the sky somewhat confusedly, and said: "Huai brother, go and catch a few thunders... seal them in a bottle, so that they can be buried in the clan tomb."

Li Chenghuai took a dark copper bottle from his sleeve and replied:

"I already caught them yesterday..."

Li Minggong sighed and went out of the hall with him. A young man was waiting in front of the main gate, with golden pupils and black hair, and an ordinary appearance. It was the Second Young Master Li Jianglong.

Li Jiangqian had ordered it down, and the family affairs had been arranged. Several people were silent all the way, driving the wind to the lake. After crossing the river, the Fei family on the north bank had already hung up white gauze.

Li Cheng guarded the north bank back then and had saved many Fei family members from the Floating Cloud Cave. That decade was also spent mostly on the north bank. The Fei family was even more familiar with him, and at this moment, crying could be heard.

After crossing the north bank, the lake was covered in plain white. Although Li Chenghuai instructed to be as simple as possible, it was still white everywhere, and it was surprisingly quiet. It was not until he reached the continent that there was noisy crying.

The hall was hung with white cloth, and many old people of high prestige came to both sides. Young people and teenagers knelt underneath. In the center was a coffin. The crying was low, just waiting for things to be sent.

Li Minggong changed into white clothes. As soon as she stepped into the hall, the crying suddenly shook. Everyone who had tears or not pulled their throats and cried, making Li Xuanxuan in the center shed tears.

A teenager was still kneeling in front of the coffin in the center, crying extremely sadly. Li Minggong stood silently to the side, representing the spiritual object of the remains was sent up, and Li Xuanxuan presided over the matter one by one. The teenager cried until he was dead, almost fainting.

Li Minggong waited for a long time, everyone looked at her, obviously waiting for her to announce the succession. She really felt uncomfortable in her heart, turned to the outside of the hall, waited until the sunset, and Li Chenghuai came out with the old man. Several people then discussed it.

Li Minggong still found it hard to accept, but she still had to divide things first, so as not to have problems, so she endured the pain and asked in a low voice: "Brother has no marriage, let alone offspring. Treasures like 【Six Thunder Mysterious Punishment Order】 must be returned to the clan. The remaining spiritual objects, resources, Foundation Establishment magic tools, and Qi-refining magic clothes on his body are all valuable and must be passed down according to the inheritance method. Is there a candidate?"

Li Chenghuai had presided over Qingdu and immediately replied: "Brother once thought about this matter. He had no children, and thought about adopting his brother's offspring to inherit the incense. The old man considered that he was not old, and was afraid that there would be offspring later, which would cause unhappiness, so he stopped it."

No one expected Li Cheng to fall so early. Li Xuanxuan had no tears, only clutching his sleeves and saying nothing. Li Minggong asked:

"Who are the closest ones at the moment?"

Li Chenghuai replied: "There are three in total. One is the closest in bloodline, a young son of a clan brother, who is about to be adopted. He is thirteen years old now and has never seen his brother. The one who cried until he was dead on the hall just now is the one. That clan brother led this child to kneel up early in the morning to occupy the position..."

Li Minggong was worried between her brows and said in a low voice:

"I thought it was who... cried too hard! I am afraid that he is good at pretending, false feelings inside, using this as a successor, I am afraid of ruining brother's reputation."

Li Chenghuai continued:

"There are two others. The older one is also very close to brother in bloodline. Everything is good, but his temper is irritable and straightforward. Just now he knelt in the hall and didn't cry out."

"There is another one who is younger. The bloodline is further away from brother. There was a period of time when he often went to brother's mansion, and I heard that brother also loved him... but he went to guard the east bank and didn't come back."

Li Minggong was silent for a while and asked:

"Looking at the situation in the hall, under Zhou Xing, most of them love small families and small pulses, and love themselves more. Few are toward the clan. One by one, they look like sect disciples. This matter is not just my family, Xiao and Chen families are the same. It is also a common problem of aristocratic families. It is not a mistake. Keep the orthodoxy for these three, and wait for future careful investigation... then talk about inheritance."

She hesitated for a while, listening to Li Xuanxuan's old voice:

"Gong'er... take all three to the continent, don't let them have other thoughts, it won't look good when the time comes."

After Li Xuanxuan finished these words, both nodded in agreement, and saw a slight noise underneath. Footsteps were hurried in the corridor. A man in red clothes arrived late. He was changing his white clothes while driving the wind. His face was quite handsome. When the old man saw the face, his heart turned cold, and his lips began to tremble.

Li Chenghuai glanced at it, and it was indeed Li Ximing's direct grandson Li Zhouming. He didn't see his figure just now. Li Chenghuai and Li Minggong tacitly didn't mention it, who knew that this child just hit the knife.

"Evil beast!"

Li Xuanxuan was at least at the ninth level of Qi refining for many years. The old man lifted his sleeves and caught him in mid-air. Li Zhouming wanted to take the opportunity to slip in, but didn't expect the three to wait at the door, and his heart was terrified.

He was so scared that he trembled, didn't dare to struggle, and knelt down with a thud.

"You... you! Your uncle died for the clan's affairs, you... good courage! Even the funeral dares to be late!"

Li Xuanxuan was both sad and angry in his heart. Li Zhouming, as a Zifu direct grandson, should have been a pillar of the family together with Li Zhouwei and Li Zhouluo. Now he is not successful in this way, which makes his eyes dark.

Now this young man just knelt on the ground begging for mercy, the golden lock given to him by Li Xuanxuan when he was born was shaking and shining, his face was full of panic, and he hugged Li Xuanxuan's leg, mourning: "Old man, don't be anxious... old man, don't be anxious! Worry about your body!"

He didn't look bad, looked a bit exquisite, and dressed well. If it weren't for the fact that he had some demeanor when kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, Li Ximing had just disappeared, and Li Xuanxuan was even less able to do anything to him, so he just had a cold face.

Li Minggong never liked him, turned her head away, and let Li Zhouming pull words with Li Xuanxuan on the ground.

'Harm...'

After all, it was a funeral. Li Xuanxuan gave him a kick and told him to roll in. Li Chenghuai never commented on these things, and even comforted the young man a few words.

Li Minggong nodded listlessly, swept a glance at the hall, the crying suddenly became much smaller after the three left, but there were still a lot of people crying hard. She was disappointed and couldn't help saying: "I am only afraid that the ambition of my family for six generations will finally fall into a group of..."

"Minggong!"

The old man planted the wooden staff in his hand and interrupted her words. Li Xuanxuan clearly had tears in his eyes, but his voice was very vigorous:

"There are many people... it is inevitable that there are mediocre people... crying here and then going back... The selection on the continent is still very clear and fair. Jiangque and others are not bad. Don't say those discouraging words."

Li Minggong nodded hurriedly. Li Chenghuai, although silent on the side, still had words stuck in his heart, secretly sighing:

'If it weren't for Zhouwei, Zhou Xing had already shown fatigue. If it weren't for Zhouwei's good children... now Jiangque has a few who can be taken out? The old man likes to look at the good side in everything...'

The three gradually fell silent. The rain in the sky became heavier and heavier, the lake water stirred, Li Minggong suddenly raised her brows in surprise, cast her gaze into the air, her voice hoarse:

"Someone broke through!"

Li Chenghuai also looked up. His expression was much more pleasantly surprised. He took a step forward, probed slightly, and looked at his eldest sister: "'Jing Dragon King'!"

"Chen Yang has been in seclusion for several years, and has already broken through! No wonder... it should be with the help of the power of 【Juxin Chongxuan】."

The lake water ripples, Li Chenghuai nodded to his eldest sister, drove the wind and rose, shuttled through the rainstorm for a moment, and sure enough, saw a circling gray dragon rising on Qingdu Mountain, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, with extremely long dragon whiskers.

A young man in black drove the dragon and rose, with broad shoulders and long brows, light gray pupils, and black hair scattered in the rainstorm. He circled for a week and landed in front of Li Chenghuai, with a smile on his face, and bowed: "I have seen the lord!" ===== CHAPTER 763 =====