Chapter 314: Investigating the Fei Family

Li Yuanjiao used his fingers to flick off the dust on his body, and then burned incense before entering the secret room to get the Dharma Mirror. The cold blue-gray mirror in his hand always made his heart beat fast, and he was a little at a loss.

"The fortune of the clan depends on this mirror."

The clan history did not record the existence of this mirror. Later, Li Yuanjiao received the talisman seed. Li Tongya took out the internal history from under the stone platform in the secret room. Li Yuanjiao cried and laughed as he finished reading it, and then he understood the Dharma Mirror.

Li Yuanjiao read the jade slips over and over again, memorized them firmly in his heart, and then walked out of the ancestral hall.

What made Li Yuanjiao a little confused was that even the internal history was vague about the origin of the blue-gray Dharma Mirror, and there were contradictions.

Aunt Li Jingtian wrote in the clan biography:

"The public immediately obtained the magic weapon and received the talisman to practice."

But in the biography of Li Mutian, it was written:

"The ancestor followed the immortals to the north, achieved the foundation of immortality, held the Xuanjian and traveled across Wu and Yue, and returned to his hometown to establish the clan 219 years later."

"Immediately obtained the magic weapon... What does it mean to immediately obtain the magic weapon..."

Li Yuanjiao once listened to Li Xuanxuan's oral narration that Li Mutian was a mortal, but how could a mortal get such a magic weapon...

Li Yuanjiao was thinking absentmindedly, and unknowingly left the mountain and flew north for more than ten miles. Then he woke up and took out the magic mirror from his arms. The mysterious patterns on it were faintly glowing, and the blue-gray mirror body looked more majestic.

Li Yuanjiao gently stroked it, his spiritual consciousness sank into it, and he said respectfully:

"Li Yuanjiao, a disciple of the Li family, respectfully requests Xuanming's wonderful method, and respectfully releases the Taiyin Xuanguang to punish evil and rebel, destroy filth and capture demons!"

As soon as Li Yuanjiao finished speaking, his eyes lit up, as if he was floating up to the sky, and the entire Lijing Town and even the entire Li family appeared before his eyes.

The noisy voices of people below, the crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs all resounded in his ears, from the patrolling clan soldiers to the dense forests to the deep blue rippling lake water, all were in front of him.

"Huh."

Li Yuanjiao understood that as long as he moved his mind, the dazzling Taiyin Xuanguang would hit any corner at the foot of the mountain in the next breath. He immediately let go of his mind, zoomed in from a distance, and went in the direction indicated by the jade bracelet.

As he passed through the forest and dark rocks in a state of wandering in the sky, a cave appeared in front of him. It was rough and narrow, and the stone walls were full of traces of knife qi chopping. It was a sloppy opening.

In the middle was a cushion, and a middle-aged man in a black robe was sitting cross-legged, playing with the jade bracelet in his hand.

This man had a somewhat gloomy face, a short beard, and was at the second level of Qi training. He looked outside from time to time with a worried look, and there was still some fear in his expression. It was unknown what he was afraid of.

Seeing the jade bracelet in this man's hand, Li Yuanjiao knew it, and thought to himself:

"Sure enough, there is a problem..."

The monk was wearing ordinary clothes, and nothing could be seen. Li Yuanjiao secretly memorized his face, and walked around the mountain again, but did not find any trace of anyone.

Restraining the urge to give this man a Taiyin Xuanguang, Li Yuanjiao slowly took his hand away, and was about to fall back into the mountain, but suddenly he stopped as if he remembered something.

He raised his head and looked at the white and glittering [Yunlong Tiannan Formation] on the Hanyun Peak of the Fei family in the north, which was constantly lit day and night, and an uncontrollable desire to explore arose in his heart.

"Why not take this opportunity to see what is going on under the Fei family's formation!"

Li Yuanjiao pondered for a few breaths, then flew up on the wind. He couldn't put the Dharma Mirror into his storage bag, so he had to hide it carefully in his arms, and flew over the lake without showing his body.

The waves on the lake were rolling, and Li Yuanjiao flew for a while, then found a small island near the north shore of the lake and sat cross-legged, and once again offered the Dharma Mirror, closing his eyes and concentrating.

Across the lake on the shore, the ground veins on the north shore were towering, and as the terrain rose, Li Yuanjiao saw a chaotic Fei family territory.

More than a dozen towns were covered with smoke, and fire and magic light intertwined, with demonic energy rising, dark magic power flowing, and it was very noisy. He could even see several cultivators fighting each other, and the light of magic weapons constantly collided in the air.

Fei's fairy mountain was sealed off, and most of the secular towns were filled with fetal breathing cultivators, unable to suppress the casual cultivators coming and going. They were supported by the Fei family's past reputation. The towns were unwilling to submit to each other, and they scattered all over the place, and it seemed that they were about to fight.

The monsters from Dali Mountain and Xu State also took advantage of this opportunity, and they came like hungry wolves looking for food, eating and capturing people. These fetal breathing cultivators had difficulty protecting themselves, let alone exorcising monsters.

"The Fei family has been a family for many years. At least the casual cultivators coming and going dare not take action, otherwise the situation would be even worse."

He only took a quick look and turned to the white light shining, covering the towering Hanyun Peak. It was indeed very old, with many complex and ancient array patterns. It was said that even foundation-building cultivators could defend against it.

Li Yuanjiao tried to bump into it, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and he passed through the Fei family's clan-suppressing formation as if nothing happened.

The Hanyun Peak was covered with clouds and mist, and the spiritual energy was abundant. There were pine and cypress trees everywhere, and snow was flying everywhere. The snowflakes in the sky and the scattered paper money intertwined, making the mountains and hills white. There were white ribbons tied in the courtyard, gently floating in the wind.

A group of houses collapsed at the foot of the peak. There was no trace of people. It was empty, but there were deep sword marks in the ruins. The sharp sword energy gushed out and broke the snowflakes into pieces.

Li Yuanjiao silently raised his vision and saw a handsome young man in white kneeling on the ground in the highest courtyard. He was only at the peak of fetal breathing. A group of uncles and elders surrounded him, all with sad faces.

"Tongyu... This formation has been running for half a year, and the family really can't afford the consumption..."

"Yes! Tongyu... The master of the family left a rich fortune, but it can't withstand your consumption..."

"You kneel in the ancestral hall every day, but you don't know that the flower spirit stone is like flowing water..."

Snowflakes fell one after another. The young man kneeling in the middle of the yard was dressed in white and handsome. His originally calm face was full of grief and anxiety. He clenched his teeth and said nothing.

This person also participated in Li Yuanjiao's wedding. Li Yuanjiao remembered that this person was Fei Tongyu, the son of the Fei family. Now his cultivation has also improved and he has reached the peak of fetal breathing.

Passing by this group of people, Li Yuanjiao looked up at the tablet at the top.

"The late filial Fei Gong, whose taboo name is Wang Bai, was born in Yuming."

The flickering candlelight made the font on the pale golden tablet particularly dazzling. The black coffin was placed in the courtyard covered with snow. Li Yuanjiao carefully identified it and was filled with horror:

"Fei Wangbai... is dead."

The corpse in the coffin had his eyes closed, his face looked as if he was alive, his body was separated, and his neck was covered with white cloth to cover the horrible wound.

"Fei Wangbai... is really dead."

The dignified foundation-building immortal cultivator, the only genius of the Fei family who has broken through the foundation-building in a hundred years, who silently pushed the Yu family down to the peak and led the Fei family to stand on the Wangyue Lake, died quietly on his own immortal mountain.