Chapter 899: Now Not Recovered

Mount Tangdao Mountain. The formation in the sky flickered, and there were flames dissipating everywhere. White energy like a waterfall on the distant horizon, the mage wearing a cassock held a great hammer and smashed it toward the great formation.

"Boom!"

The sound was like thunder, and the cultivators with low cultivation on both sides were immediately shaken and cried out in pain. Soon, true fire surged, dissolving the mana like brilliance, and the woman holding the bright lamp drove the fire and fell, her face slightly pale.

Li Li Minggong raised her head slightly, and soon saw the huge golden body looming in the clouds, like a gloomy and terrifying golden giant statue, hanging in the sky, making people feel fear in their hearts.

The techniques of these Eyed Lianmin were blocked one by one by the formation on the distant mountain peak. They had already gradually deepened, but were afraid of something, and did not land personally, making the surrounding still have some breathing time.

She did not know how the war in the North was, but the Release cultivators from the Mount Xiaoshi Mountain direction were endless, and it must be nothing good. Looking around, the formation was depressed, and the various sects were better. People from various places and families, although they had no words, could see a piece of scattered.

She came to reinforce this place. Most of these people were not from her lake, only a part was under Mount Qingchi, but they also knew her status was not small, and they were very timid, and even some silent dissatisfaction.

'Jiangnan cultivators... actually don't care if the North of the river is lost... driven to this place by the Sun lineage, there is no intention to fight at all... what's more, the North and South have fought for so many years, and have long hurt too much vitality...'

These things were not up to her to decide. Only two black-clad cultivators drove the wind and approached, saying in a low voice:

"I beg fellow Daoist to prepare early. If this formation cannot be guarded, we will pick up fellow Daoist and retreat to the mountain first."

Li Li Minggong was a leading figure of the Wangyue immortal clan. The Great Huikui Temple naturally could not let her fall into danger and be harmed by Release cultivators, so they sent people to wait early.

As soon as these two appeared, the cultivators in the formation, who were already scattered, almost instantly concentrated their minds. None of these people were stupid. If Li Li Minggong and others left, wouldn't they be sending them to death?

Li Li Minggong shook her head slightly, her gaze lowered. The cultivators below seemed to have no change, occasionally one or two cultivators secretly raised their eyebrows, looked coldly, and immediately lowered them like lightning.

Li Li Minggong secretly thought: 'Looking back thirty or fifty years, my ancestor was also one of these people. This cold glance, I don't know who it was looking at in the past.'

She raised her hand to dissolve the brilliance in the sky and asked:

"The pressure here is not great. Arriving here, Eyed Lianmin also did not take action. It is better to send more people... and we can still guard."

Li Li Minggong comforted the crowd while secretly asking: 'I don't know how the mountain is? Have the lords returned?'

The two looked at each other and also replied with secret techniques: 'We don't know, we only heard from the fellow sect members beside Lord Quan... the lord's face is not very good.'

Li Li Minggong sighed softly. Between the words, another golden light descended, shaking the great formation. An old scattered cultivator with fetal breathing on the mountain peak exhausted his mana, and even swayed and fell. Only Li Li Minggong caught him lightly and supported him with true fire.

This old scattered cultivator sat firmly, hurriedly thanked in the fire, holding the broken golden dharma treasure in his left hand, and wiped his right hand with the broken index finger on his chest, shouting: "Thank you, lord..."

Li Li Minggong had guarded this place for a while, and it was the first time she heard a word of thanks. She shook her head silently. The old scattered cultivator took the opportunity to weep: "Fought several times, my disciples are all dead. If it weren't for the lord's rescue, falling from this mountain... falling to death is possible. It's just, I don't know... how long it will toss?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd below immediately pricked up their ears. Li Li Minggong could only say: "Mount Tangdao is the gateway to Jiangnan... how long it will toss depends on the North."

The old man immediately wept:

"My disciples often praised... saying that Mount Qingchi moved the government, the counties were better, the offerings were not much, no need to go to Yishan City, and the dirty things of the past were less... Now it seems that the offerings were too light, making the True Persons strapped. At that time, going to the North was to grab things... in the past... in the past... even if every household was drawn one to the Southern Frontier, it wouldn't be enough to make the Dao system almost cut off..."

All around was silent. The changes in the current situation were not a matter of one family or one household. If the Chi family were still in Mount Qingchi, it would not be better now, but the people died and the government ended. The changes they experienced were real. How could Li Li Minggong explain it? She could only hold down the black-clad man beside her whose face changed slightly, and shook her head:

"Not comparable to the past..."

She was about to speak, but saw a person galloping over, stopped in front of her, with a serious expression, and said in a low voice:

"I am Lin Ya, True Person Can Zhaojing summons fellow Daoist, please return to the mountain quickly, leave this place to me!"

Li Li Minggong was happy and nodded, drove the fire and left, soon crossed several passes, and arrived in the main formation. She only felt that everyone was rushing and silent. After crossing a hall, she saw Li Li Ximing sitting at the head.

"Greetings to the True Person!"

She couldn't see how Li Li Ximing's state was. Her own True Person was not a serious and rigid person, and was always kind to the younger generation. Now Li Li Ximing had no smile on his face, only said in a low voice:

"What are the losses?"

Li Li Minggong immediately said in a low voice:

"According to the news received by the junior... Li Jiangxia is still safe, but the direction of Mount Xiaoshi Mountain was attacked. Two of the broken formations were mine, one was guarded by An Xuanxin of the An family, and the other was Fei Seeing Fei Qingyi... I heard that both formations were destroyed. I don't know if Fei Seeing Fei Qingyi saved himself, or if he saved any disciples... Cheng, Li Chengpan, are all there... fortunately, the jade talisman is complete..."

Actually, with a group of Eyed Lianmin Early Zifu cultivators gathered there, the jade talisman was purely a psychological comfort. Li Li Ximing's expression was still calm, and he said: "Fei Seeing Fei Qingyi was captured by Li Zhouwei after turning to demons; there is no need to consider him."

The implication of this sentence could not be more heavy. Li Li Minggong was stunned first, then surprised and happy: "Minghuang he..."

Li Li Ximing only waved his hand, his expression complex, and replied:

"Wait for me outside the hall."

Li Li Minggong immediately retreated. Li Li Ximing's gaze then flowed with uncertainty.

Nothing else, just coming to this place, not a single person from the Sun lineage could be seen, and the inner formation of the 【Wutao Guanhai Spirit Formation】 on Mount Tangdao Mountain had been closed! This was a terrible, terrible signal. What kind of matter needed to be handled like this? Li Li Ximing's first reaction was to specifically seek Li Li Minggong... After all, not knowing how the North was, it was not surprising what would happen next! 'How could it be like this...'

He only sat for a few breaths. Outside the hall, there were a few crisp sounds. A man wearing a sword stepped in from outside, his face slightly pale, but he couldn't hide his sword-guest's elegance.

"Fellow Daoist Can Zhaojing!"

This was True Person Zhu Sheng who practiced 'Yu Zhen' in the Shahuang Kingdom. He signaled him to enter the inner formation together, his expression was a bit complex, swept a glance, saw that Li Li Ximing's state was not much better, and said in a low voice:

"Fighting in Mount Luoxia, Hengzhu also took action. That Zhao Kingdom National Teacher Wei Wei Brother Xuan Yin also moved South... Fortunately, Fellow Daoist Xiao took action. As a result, another Senior Chang Xiao came... fought for a while, Wei Wei Brother Xuan Yin was really powerful... Senior Kuiqi..."

He was silent for a moment, and finally said with a secret technique in a low voice: 'We retreated from the North, fighting while retreating, from Mount Luoxia to Mount Tangdao, not even half a cup of tea, he spat three mouthfuls of blood... that blood... was all white, turned into shrews, very ugly...'

'Senior Kuiqi?'

Li Li Ximing felt cold in his heart, had no time to ask more, and had already arrived before the hall shrouded in dark light. Only after passing through the light circle of light black, black smoke rolled like a waterfall, pouring down step by step along the steps. Crows circled in the sky, standing on the eaves and screaming fiercely.

Waiting for Li Li Ximing to appear, a group of black crows circled down, shouting and weeping, tears falling like rain, evaporated and dissipated by the Mingyang light on his body, unable to get close.

Waiting until before the gloomy hall, Senior Tinglan was guarding before the hall with tears, saw the two, and bowed slightly, lifting her sleeves.

Then saw purple energy spraying, rushing straight into the sky, rolling the hall into ruin, bricks and stones shattered, immediately lifting the roof of the hall, leaving ruins everywhere, scaring the crows to fly away, a mess.

"This is!"

Li Li Ximing was stunned, saw Senior Tinglan shake her head, and said in a hoarse voice:

"You are an imperial descendant, Mingyang guest position, weak position enters the house, yin energy is imprisoned, greatly beneficial to Cui Jueyin... originally you shouldn't have come, now... no need to care about these, just lift the roof, remove the meaning of imprisonment, so that he can be comfortable."

"How could it be like this!"

Li Li Ximing had thought that the Sun lineage would suffer casualties, but he didn't expect Senior Kuiqi to die. His mood was quite heavy for a while, saw Senior Tinglan shake her head and hatefully said:

"Things have changed, who can predict? That talisman shouldn't have this effect. The opponent had already seen the bottom card, adjusted the divine ability, and modified the technique... to say something offensive..."

Li Li Ximing listened and secretly thought it was not good. Fortunately, the other party stopped abruptly. He also remained silent, bit the bullet and followed her in, and immediately heard the fine and broken coughing sound and strong breathing sound:

"Hoo..."

This breathing sound was like some kind of panting, or like some kind of crow-like, eagle-like animal, injured, calling strongly, but there was no very loud sound, instead, it was laughing.

At this moment, the hall opened, the strong wind swept, blowing a piece of dark color to float, unexpectedly large and small were black feathers, blowing and rolling against each other, not over the ankles. He arrived before the main seat, saw a man in black lying before the steps, a talisman stuck to his chest, his slightly narrowed eyes were light gray, lying on his back, coughing endlessly.

It was Senior Kuiqi.

True Person Daoist Daoist Houfu closed his eyes tightly, not saying a word, standing on the side like a ghost. Li Li Ximing only glanced at it, dared not look more, and said in a low voice:

"I practiced Mingyang after all, maybe I can help."

The man at the head had no reaction, coughing endlessly. Senior Tinglan sat quietly under the steps, saying: "We have thought about it, Cui Jueyin Mingyang only has the truth that one side suppresses the other. Wei Wei Brother Xuan Yin is a great True Person, your help is even worse."

Between the two talking, Senior Kuiqi slowly turned his head. This True Person who had always been arrogant and self-respecting now had his cheeks pressed against the cold steps, without any dignity, and said in a low voice:

"Li Li Ximing..."

"Senior..."

Senior Kuiqi was silent for a moment, panting and asking:

"Your family and... and..."

He reached this point, suddenly struggled, his lips opened wide, his eyes straight. Li Li Ximing suddenly saw a little bit of scarlet, slowly emerging meat tip from his teeth.

This thing flashed by, and was quickly swallowed back by Senior Kuiqi. He squeezed out a smile and said: "Fellow Daoist blocked Helian Helian Wujiang, the loss was heavy, we are especially grateful, but the treasure plate has symbols, cannot be given lightly, that little essence, I let Daoist Daoist Houfu take it for..."

Li Li Ximing only said: "Senior, rest assured and recuperate..."

Senior Kuiqi shook his head. He didn't mention the extra things, but said deeply:

"Li clan... and... and..."

Li Li Ximing naturally knew what he meant.

Although the Kong family was down, there was still a Kong Kong Tingyun missing, not knowing where she was in seclusion. This was a person extremely friendly to the Li family, a good friend of Li Li Yuanjiao in the past!

Although Zhu Gong didn't know where she was, after fighting these two great battles, I don't know what kind of serious injuries she left behind. Even if she was alive, she didn't have much energy. The rewards of the Sun lineage were naturally not small, perhaps she could recover soon, but when Kong Kong Tingyun appeared, with her friendship with the Li family, I fear there would be turmoil!

Actually, Zhu Gong's reputation was not good, and she had many mottled previous traces. If it were said that she collected the Dao system and fled to the East Sea at this moment, the crowd would not say anything, but Senior Kuiqi, even if he was on the verge of death, was still helping the Sun lineage to pull that trace of dignity, hoping that the worst situation could be under control...

'But even if Kong Kong Tingyun really broke through, she was only a Early Zifu early stage, facing Zhu Gong supported by the entire Sun lineage... how could she be so unwise? Why did he ask this sentence...'

Li Li Ximing sighed in his heart, and replied in his mouth:

"Kong Kong Tingyun is not a person who is aggressive... Senior is overthinking..."

Senior Kuiqi opened his mouth again:

"…In the future… Li clan faces the North directly…"

But only after saying this sentence, that little scarlet emerged firmly from his lips and teeth. This meat tip looked smooth and sticky, distributed with little light white veins, constantly expanding and contracting. The man in black tried hard to swallow it back, but hammered his chest, and finally turned to his side, facing the ground and vomiting.

"Ugh..."

He sprayed blood all over the ground. That large piece of spray-like, scarlet mixed with black blood carried an oval thing and fell to the ground, even rolling twice on the ground with elasticity, stopping at Senior Tinglan's feet. Li Li Ximing then saw clearly.

It was his heart.

This heart contracted and beat powerfully, the white meridians stretched, and a little furry white nose tip stretched out from the thick blood vessel, and shrank back timidly like lightning.

It seemed that there was a formation restriction in the hall, or it was affected by this talisman. Although the blood on the ground was constantly turning white, it did not turn into a vision. Senior Kuiqi immediately pinched this heart over, staining his hand with blood, pinching it with four fingers, and stretching out a finger, hanging softly.

The dying man tossed for a while, didn't ask anything extra, and breathed quietly: "Mount Tangdao... not allowed to guard, then retreat."

Li Li Ximing waited for so long, and finally heard such a sentence, saw that stained hand waving, slowly loosened, that heart slipped to the ground, turned over, turned into a pregnant white shrew holding a big belly, struggled, and made a squeaking sound.

"Squeak... squeak..."

Senior Kuiqi raised his head to see the sky. Heavy black mist was rising on the distant sky. The noon sky turned dark instantly. Senior Tinglan and Li Li Ximing also looked up together, looking at the North complexly.

Senior Kuiqi raised his head to look at the sky. The distant sky was rising with layers upon layers of black fog, and the noon sky instantly dimmed. Ting Lan and Li Li Ximing also raised their heads together, looking toward the north with complex expressions.

As the black fog rose into the sky, swimming dragons like colorful clouds danced in the fog, seemingly having completed some mission, emitting roars that sounded like both joy and weeping, quickly falling to the ground.

"Clang... clang... clang..."

At the same time, the 【Great Harmony Kui Copper Sword】 at Senior Kuiqi's waist trembled like crazy, emitting one sound of mourning after another. A gale blew on the mountain, and a tear suddenly slid from the corner of the black-robed man's eye, and he opened his mouth to cry out in sorrow:

"Master!"

As the black fog rose on the distant horizon, infinite black light also grew behind his head—black clouds and owls, like a storm reaching the sky, great owls howling, their cries piercing the heart and soul, sad and ear-piercing, with owls leaping everywhere, and ghosts and spirits appearing intermittently.

In this rolling black light, the man began to vomit blood. His liver, spleen, lungs, and stomach escaped from his mouth one by one. That talisman could no longer suppress his body, but leaped from him, turning into a large-eyed owl, its gaze bright, staring at the sky.

This owl only looked once, then quickly turned its head, emitting cooing sounds from its mouth that sounded like both excitement and fear, and with lightning speed, it struck with its beak, swallowing his eyes.

In that instant, the dying man on the ground raised his head, his remaining eye bulging, full of bloodshot veins, showing unwillingness and anger. His open mouth was silent, but a cry-like sorrowful call came from the owl's mouth, rushing into the sky, both treacherous and evil: "The sun's light, now returns no more!"

The owl flapped its wings and flew, circling in the air. The voice he emitted with his last bit of life was trapped in this small inner array, echoing over and over again, never to be freed:

"The sun's light, now returns no more! Now returns no more!"

Characters appearing in this chapter

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Li Li Ximing 【Early Zifu Early Stage】

Li Li Minggong "Zhi Li Xing" 【Foundation Establishment Late Stage】

Hou ○ Fu 【Early Zifu Early Stage】

Kui ○ Qi 【Early Zifu Middle Stage】

Zhu ○ Sheng 【Early Zifu Early Stage】

Ting ○ Lan 【Early Zifu Early Stage】