Chapter 303 Fame in Yue Country

When Li Tongya woke up, the sky and the earth were dim. He landed on a small river in Bian Yanshan, with half of his body soaked in the river water. Several green river crabs walked sideways, lingering at his feet because of the immortal foundation "Haohanhai".

"Ahem..."

Li Tongya stood up slowly. The orange-red clouds floated in the sky. The colorful light and golden body on Bian Yanshan disappeared. Only a few carrion-eating crows stood on the broken walls and screamed.

"It's over..."

Resentment, guilt, and powerlessness all surged into his heart. Li Tongya stepped barefoot on the river, staring blankly at the clouds in the sky, and slowly closed his eyes.

The water film on his lower abdomen slowly disappeared, and Li Tongya's skin and flesh moved on their own, covering up the terrible big hole, which looked less shocking.

Only Li Tongya himself knew that none of his internal organs were intact, and he was hanging on to his immortal foundation. He was afraid that he would never make any progress in the future, and even maintaining his cultivation would be a problem.

Immortal practitioners are different from Buddhist practitioners. Buddhist practitioners believe that the body is a boat in the sea of ​​suffering. Once they become a master, their internal organs will turn into white mud. At a higher level, they can change their bodies at will.

Immortal practitioners seek self-transcendence. At least before they obtain the golden nature, the body is the foundation of practice. Yu Yufeng's practice stagnated when he received Yu Yuxie's sword, not to mention that his internal organs were damaged.

The pain in Li Tongya's heart had not yet subsided. He felt a drop in his waist. He untied the long gown around his waist belatedly, and his round head fell out immediately.

"Ling'er."

Li Xuanling's nose was broken, perhaps it was broken in the temple. It was tilted on the peaceful and upright face. Li Tongya stretched out his hand to straighten it, and it fell out softly again. Li Tongya stretched out his hand to straighten it again. This repeated several times, and blood flowed out and dripped down the broken cheek.

"Ling'er."

Li Tongya watched Li Xuanling die in front of him without crying, and he also did not cry when he was tortured by Maha. Now, a broken nose easily made this old man who had been carrying the hatred of his family for sixty years burst into tears. A series of tears slid down his cheeks and dripped into Li Xuanling's lifeless eyes.

"I am sorry for you and your mother..."

Li Tongya choked up for a few words. The old man trembled, full of shame and helplessness, and roared in defense:

"My family...my family...started from a peasant family, born in this chaotic world of great struggle, killing demons...eliminating demons, maneuvering..."

"Father has never slept for a moment, never slacked off for a moment...Father has tried his best, father has tried his best! Ling'er..."

His originally white inner garment was covered with mud and water, gray and yellow. He held Li Xuanling's head, sometimes muttering to himself, sometimes crying loudly, wearing the brilliant sunset, walking forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

"Zifu Maha, calculating for a hundred years... How can one clan or one generation do it? Human power is sometimes limited! Human power is sometimes limited..."

Li Tongya was wearing a thin white robe, his hair was disheveled, and his gray eyes were filled with tears, shining in the reflection of the setting sun.

"Xuanling...Xuanling...One day──"

Li Tongya trembled his lips twice, and gradually went deeper into the dark forest. The dark shadows of the trees covered his robes bit by bit. As his figure was swallowed by the darkness, his voice slowly disappeared in the chirping of insects and birds.

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Lijing Town

"Congratulations! Congratulations to the head of the family!"

Li Yuanping sat high up in the table, dressed in white, with a pale face, and kept sketching on the table with a brush in his hand. He didn't even look at the person below him, and just said lightly:

"What's there to be happy about?"

Li Tongya hadn't returned for several days. Those who went to inquire only found out that there was an earthquake in the south of Xu State and a golden giant roared. They couldn't find out anything else. Li Yuanping communicated with many parties and was anxious about this matter. He hadn't slept for several days.

The middle-aged cultivator at the bottom had a flattering smile on his face, and he repeatedly bowed and replied: "I am a casual cultivator under the jurisdiction of Tongjinmen. I came to this lake a few days ago. I didn't expect to see the Li family of Lijing, which was rumored. I hurried to congratulate them." Then he knelt down with a plop, presented a wooden box with both hands, and said respectfully: "This is a gift. The Yunhua fruit, a specialty of Xu State, is a fetal breathing spiritual object with mild medicinal properties. It can stabilize cultivation and improve magic power..." The Li family is already a noble family. They often receive such casual cultivators, who may offer prescriptions, spiritual medicines, and magic tools. They just ask for a place to live. Li Yuanping has seen a lot of them. Seeing that he is still holding his appetite, he said gently: "Put aside the gift for now. Daoist friend, please tell us about this happy event. If the news is important, we will not be stingy." The cultivator nodded repeatedly and said respectfully: "The noble ancestor Yu Zhengui Seeing the killing of Master Fahui, the reincarnation of Maha of the Short Chen Temple, the blue-white sword light was earth-shaking, and the Xu Kingdom was shocked. Now the three sects and seven schools all admired his name and called it the [Moon Blade Sword]! "

"What? !"

Li Yuanping was stunned, his face flushed, and he quickly dropped the pen and took two steps hurriedly. His face was full of surprise. He still couldn't believe it, so he pulled up his hand and said anxiously:

"What ancestor? Which ancestor!"

The cultivator saw Li Yuanping's reaction and was also happy. He didn't dare to call Li Tongya's name directly, and said respectfully:

"The ancestor is Tong, taboo Ya, good at swordsmanship, and rides on a dragon..."

"Yes!"

This person didn't know the generation of the Li family, and thought that Li Tongya was a figure of the Tong generation. Li Yuanping heard it at once, his face flushed, and he laughed up to the sky. His blood was excited and he couldn't help coughing twice, so he had to slap the table and laugh.

"Hahahahaha!"

Dou Yi on the side saw the wind and stepped forward happily, asking:

"Sir, do you want to go to Wutu Mountain to report the news?"

After hearing these words, Li Yuanping coughed twice and suddenly stood up. The two people beside him were so frightened that they quickly lowered their heads. Li Yuanping looked at the monk and said with a smile:

"I wonder where you got the news from?"

The monk quickly handed over his hands and started talking nonchalantly.

It turned out that this person was a young boy in Boringjinmenfang City. After listening to the conversation between the two Boringjinmen disciples and hearing that the Li family was inquiring about Bian Yanshan, he was immediately moved and felt that he smelled an opportunity.

So he decisively lost his job in the market, spent all his money to buy spiritual fruits, and went to Wangyue Lake overnight to speculate. When he arrived at Wangyue Lake, he saw that the Li family didn't know about it, so he came up to report the news.

"It's somewhat believable..."

After Li Yuanping listened carefully, he nodded secretly, patted his shoulder, and said kindly:

"Thank you, fellow Taoist. Please wait a moment. I will give you a generous reward after I confirm the authenticity of this news."

The monk nodded his thanks repeatedly and went down. Li Yuanping waved his hand, and Dou Yi came up eagerly and whispered:

"Go and ask Brother Jiao to come back."