Chapter 437: Request (Yelü Zhiwu, Leader of the Alliance, Additional Update (22))
"Oh, oh, oh."
Li Xuanxuan responded somewhat dejectedly, straightened his sleeves, sat on the mountain for a while, watched the two juniors chatting, felt a little helpless, had to go back to draw talismans, the two juniors sent him down, Li Ximing sighed:
"Grandfather is now in good spirits!"
Li Xijun nodded and said softly:
"Although the old man's cultivation is not high, he has experienced a lot of things. Many things that have been buried in the past can be asked from his mouth. Seeing that he is in good spirits, we are relieved."
The two walked side by side. Li Ximing was wearing a golden Taoist robe, which was very luxurious. He paused and said softly:
"I only heard that this second uncle is a god of archery, which is rare in the world. A golden bow is invincible. If he can return home, it can be regarded as a Dinghaishenzhen."
"I think it's difficult. Since you have entered the southern border, there is no example of such an easy way out."
Li Xijun responded, as if thinking about something.
When the two were born, Li Xuanfeng had already gone to Southern Xinjiang. Li Xijun had never actually seen him, and had only heard about him in books and from his elders. This joy in his heart was mostly due to the fact that there would be an elder in the middle stage of foundation building in the family, who was completely different from Li Xuanxuan. Now he calmed down and began to think about the situation.
Sure enough, Li Ximing on the side asked in confusion:
"Since the second uncle has left Southern Xinjiang, why doesn't he take time to return to his own home...? Is there a mission?"
"It should be."
Li Xijun paused and said hesitantly:
"I heard... the Ning family married him. After so many years, maybe there are already descendants... Maybe there are still a few children in Southern Xinjiang who are our elders..."
"As for why he didn't go home... the adults should have their own arrangements. Maybe his family was controlled and had to obey Qingchi's orders."
Li Ximing nodded and replied:
"That makes sense."
The two of them savored it carefully for a while, and Li Ximing went back to Wutu Peak to study the pill. Li Xijun wrote a letter to his aunt Li Qinghong who was in seclusion, and wrote another letter to send it to Zongquan Island, and he also went down to practice silently.
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Fenkuai Island, Qingchi Market.
Li Xuanfeng circled the surrounding sea, familiarized himself with the terrain, and learned the detailed information of Fenkuai Island, and then landed in the market.
The spiritual power of the ground veins on Fenkuai Island is very peculiar, so it is impossible to set up a formation on the island. The market of Qingchi is located on the seabed not far away. Li Xuanfeng explored it and found that the spiritual power of the ground veins here is not much better. It all depends on the high grade of the formation.
Fenkuai Island itself has rich spiritual energy and many treasures. There must be various strange lands. There are many straits on the island, deep underground, dark and deep, with vast and boundless space. It is said that they were left behind when the immortals fought.
The entire Fenkuai Island is more like a big entrance, connecting to the layers of ground seams below. Many cultivators gather energy here, and there are also demon cultivators killing and looting in the gorge. The deeper you go, the more chaotic it is.
He went to the island for a walk, but did not go deep. He came back to the market silently. There was actually a Qingchi cultivator waiting for him beside his cave.
"Greetings, Taoist priest... My master has invited me, and I have been waiting for a long time."
Li Xuanfeng recognized Ning Heyuan at a glance, nodded and followed him to Ning Heyuan's cave. The door of the cave was open, and rich spiritual energy flowed out. Ning Heyuan was drinking by himself in the cave.
"Brother-in-law is here!"
Ning Heyuan welcomed him to sit down, his face slightly red, and it seemed that he had drunk a lot of wine. He filled his glass with wine, and the young man said:
"Speaking of which, I have a deep connection with the Li family..."
Li Xuanfeng nodded, thinking:
'Why are you trying to get close to me? Do you want something from me? ’
He stared at him quietly. Ning Heyuan suddenly looked like a junior in front of him. He said politely:
"When I went to Wangyue Lake with my aunt, I wanted to learn the swordsmanship of the nobles. I fought with Taoist Qinghong on the mountain for a few moves and exchanged names. I lost a few moves and realized the prosperity of the nobles' Taoism."
This was really too humble. Li Xuanfeng was shocked. Li Qinghong, who practiced Qi, could never be his opponent. At most, he was slightly equal to Lei Fa. He said this just to praise the Li family. Li Xuanfeng said:
"My dear brother, you don't have to be so polite. I still know Qinghong's strength. I am not your opponent."
Ning Heyuan said politely. Since Li Xuanfeng said so, he didn't bother to argue, but continued:
"Brother-in-law! Even if I heard your reputation overseas... The real person trusts you very much... In the past hundred years, there are few people who are so valued by him. ..."
Li Xuanfeng naturally knew that Yuan Yuan treated him well, and silently waited for his next words. Sure enough, Ning Heyuan hesitated and said:
"Waiting for my brother-in-law to go back, can you ask for me... How long do I have to stay in the East China Sea..."
Li Xuanfeng lowered his eyebrows and did not respond. Ning Heyuan was a little anxious and said politely:
"I asked several times... The real person refused to see me, and Heyuan had already known his mistake... At that time, I was young and frivolous, and I thought that my Ning family was a hundred-year ally of the Chi family, and I could take whatever I wanted from the family under my rule..."
"Now that I have been in the East China Sea for so many years, I understand that if there is no real person, my Ning family is just a dog and horse of the Chi family... Heyuan really knows his mistake... Please ask the Taoist for me..."
Li Xuanfeng looked at his appearance. Ning Heyuan is really talented and has many spells. He should have been a person of Ning Wan's level, but he wasted ten years in the East China Sea. Not only is his reputation not prominent, but his cultivation has also been delayed.
Now his face was gloomy and somewhat decadent, completely different from his high-spirited appearance in the past. Li Xuanfeng said softly:
"It's not urgent. I still have a year and a half before I go back to resume my life. Fellow Taoist has thought of the words. I will just bring a letter back for you."
Hearing his words, Ning Heyuan was slightly stunned, and his plea turned into sending a letter. Ning Heyuan smiled bitterly, realizing that Li Xuanfeng was not a simple character, and thought:
‘I am too impatient, I should take my time, establish a good relationship with him first, and use my relationship as a sister to impress him… and take a long-term approach. ’
So Ning Heyuan apologized, took a sip of wine, nodded and said:
"There's no rush. If you need anything in the market, Taoist, just ask me."
Li Xuanfeng nodded and said directly:
"I just came out of southern Xinjiang. There are some things that are difficult to inquire about there. If anything happens in the future, I will trouble my dear brother."
Ning Heyuan nodded repeatedly and hurriedly sent him out. Then he returned to the cave and sat blankly in front of the jade table. After a while, he softly said:
"I thought it was just a sword belonging to the real person... but I didn't expect it to be a falcon tamed by the old man. No wonder... no wonder that he came from a small family and won the love of the real person and married Sister Hemian to him."
Ning Heyuan recalled Li Xuanfeng's attire and temperament, the Jin Geng long bow that had been tempered countless times, combined with some rumors he had heard recently, and couldn't help but sneer:
"Wearing armor and robes, with eyebrows like eagles, it seems... someone is going to be in trouble!"