Chapter 438 Go to Ziyan

Li Xijun parted ways with Li Ximing, and silently returned to the cave to rest. He missed the opportunity to break through to the seventh floor, and would be unable to break through for a while. He sat with his sword in the cave, lost in thought.

"I'm afraid that Mingyang Taoism is in Luoxia Mountain. It's difficult to get it myself. The skills given by the Immortal Mirror are random and uncertain. They are all up to the foundation building. You can't just rely on external objects..."

Li Xijun gave Li Ximing a thorough explanation and wanted to see what his attitude was. Li Ximing valued cultivation the most. When the day came when the road was cut off, there was no guarantee what he would do. Li Xijun was not sure about his breakthrough in foundation building. He was afraid Sit in the midst of breakthrough:

‘If that day comes… without me to deal with it, I’m afraid it will be ugly. ’

This is where he is most anxious. Li Yuanjiao is thinking about the jade buckle. Li Xijun cannot help him, but he understands that Yu Muxian is not easy to deal with. If the matter reaches a desperate situation, Li Yuanjiao is decisive and will not wait until Yu Muxian breaks through the purple. Mansion.

Li Xijun sighed and finally put the matter aside.

He didn't have any complaints against Li Ximing because of this. Li Ximing was born with excellent talents. If he could get the skills, he would really have the appearance of Zifu and his magical powers are alluring. When he has hope of climbing to that position, it is inevitable that he will devote himself to practice. of.

"After all, the wandering mind is too imaginary, the reflection of magical powers, the longevity of five hundred years, the courtesy of the immortal sect, playing with the world, and gaining insight into the mysteries... Nothing can compare to this kind of temptation!"

I have my own magical power of Ming Yang, which can travel across the world, support beauties and avoid disasters. I will not be treated as a casually sacrificed pawn. I can watch the clouds rise and disperse. No matter where I meet any genius, I will be treated with respect. , who can resist such a temptation?

The temptation faced by Li Ximing is not on the same level as others... Li Xijun and others waste some time on mundane things, just wandering around building foundations earlier and later, but Li Ximing may decide whether he can reach that position, and it is difficult for him to choose. , to be able to reach this point, Li Xijun can no longer afford to blame.

While he was sitting blankly, the door of the cave was slowly knocked, and a girl in a white dress slowly walked in. She looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with beautiful pink and phoenix eyes, and said softly:

"Brother, Brother Ming asked me to send a magic weapon over..."

This woman is Li Yuexiang. She is currently at the fourth level of fetal respiration. She doesn't like to move around. She spends all day on Qingdu Mountain. Li Xijun raised his eyebrows and saw a jade bead offered to her.

This jade bead is all green and tied with a red rope. It is the [Qing Xuan], which is the best magical tool in Qi training. It is only one step away from foundation building. Li Yuexiang said:

"Brother Ming said that he has broken through the foundation building. This magic weapon can summon Qinglu at the peak of Qi training. It is no longer useful to him, so he asked me to send it over."

Li Xijun glanced at the jade bead and said softly:

"Just take it and use it..."

"Xiang'er has no need for such good things in this mountain every day, so I'd better leave it to Chenghuai."

Li Chenghuai was sent back by Li Xizhi and is now studying in the mountains. He has not yet reached the age of cultivation. Li Yuexiang has always been very assertive and declined decisively. He put the jade beads on the table and Li Xijun had no choice but to nod and said softly:

"Have you chosen the spiritual energy? What kind of skills are you going to practice?"

Li Yuexiang replied:

"My little sister is going to swallow the [Long Marching Pheasant Fire] and practice the "Pheasant Fire Long March Gong"."

Seeing that she didn't ask what Li Yuanjiao meant, Li Xijun felt a little headache and nodded silently. Li Yuexiang said:

"Brother, you should think more about yourself."

Li Xijun just nodded, waved her down, and spread out the roster on the table. A group of Chengming seniors were going to practice their Qi before and after, and they had to arrange these people.

Nowadays, Qi training is nothing. Only by building the foundation can one enter the core decision-making level of the Li family. Li Xijun repeatedly read the names of more than a dozen people and said to himself:

"I don't know how many people will die along the way, how many people will build the foundation..."

Yuting Mountain.

As time passed, Li Qinghong practiced for a few months, opened his eyes, and continued to operate the Immortal Foundation, opening up a purple light.

‘It’s time to cast spells and ask for thunder again. ’

After casting the spell and reciting the incantation, the purple light stirred and the thunder flashed. Several statues on the right lit up one by one, and a large piece of information was transmitted into the mind:

"On the 23rd day of March, in the north of Hanchan City in the Yue Kingdom... [馦如雷] descended on Douxuan Mountain...On October 6th, in the Yin of Fenkui Mountain in the Yue Kingdom...[Fu Yinchen Lei] descended...on December 2nd, the barbarians Cape Ehu Island...[Juque Thunder] descended..."

A series of messages emerged, with more than ten messages before and after, ending with vague and incomplete words:

"The dragon snake belongs to...the proof cannot be combined with water...now it returns to unify the heaven and the earth...the east sea water descends with thunder and rises."

Li Qinghong digested it for a while and said in horror:

"A demon king has fallen in the East China Sea!"

According to the news from this altar, the demon king at the peak of the Zi Mansion failed to break through the golden elixir, and his body and soul disappeared, which led to a series of strange phenomena in the world, including thunder coming to the world, water falling and thunder rising.

This news came unexpectedly. Although Li Qinghong could not turn it into benefits immediately, he was already one step ahead after learning such big news. He couldn't help but think in his heart:

"This altar actually has such a function! Nowadays, the world is so different that even the communication talisman is useless... This is of great use! If you know these things in advance, you can make some preparations for your home!"

This thunder path reduces lifespan. Li Qinghong has lost 30% of his lifespan since he practiced. She doesn't care much, but she doesn't want her family members to practice this way again. Now that she sees it, she has to practice it.

"This altar must be cultivated into [Xuan Lei Po] or [Winter Thunder Sound] before it can be used... If no one practices it after me, this way will be lost."

She thought again and remembered something:

"This technique was given by Ling Yanzi of Zi Yanmen... I haven't asked for the answer yet, I'm afraid I can't delay any longer, no matter if it was arranged by Zifu... I have to go to Zi Yanmen!"

Li Qinghong took out a token from the storage bag. The token was purple and beautiful. She stared at it for a moment:

"Ling Yanzi left a token back then, which can be used for my children to join Zi Yanmen!"

"This trip will first go to Zi Yanmen to visit Ling Yanzi, and then go to the East China Sea to collect thunder."

She made up her mind and stood up, took the small letters beside the altar, flipped through them and read them casually, showing a bit of joy, thinking:

'Second uncle finally left Southern Xinjiang! '

At that moment, she flew up with thunder and landed on Qingdu Mountain. Li Xijun was drinking water in the yard after practicing.

Li Qinghong said what she meant, Li Xijun nodded silently, and said softly:

"Since Situ Mo is trapped on Jindou Island, it is the right time to go out. Since aunt is going to the East China Sea, she can meet the second uncle."

"As for Ziyanmen..."

Li Xijun asked:

"Which younger generation in the family will be sent?"

Li Qinghong thought for a breath and said softly:

"Most of Chengming's talents are mediocre, and Chenghuai will be in his own family... I am afraid that only Yuexiang has a slightly better talent..."

Li Xijun shook his head and said:

"Uncle Yuanjiao didn't say anything, so this matter can't be done. It's better to put it aside. Aunt went to the East China Sea to ask Uncle Jiao, and it won't be too late to come back."

"Okay."

Seeing this, Li Qinghong could only nod, packed up for a while, and flew away alone. Li Xijun sent her out of Wangyue Lake, then picked up the sword formula and read it twice, closed the stone door and practiced.

The spring breeze on Qingdu Mountain lingered, the grass and trees were lush, the fairy pavilions and human figures were scattered, and they were lost in the gradually shrouded night.

…

Li Qinghong had just left Qingdu when it began to drizzle. Looking around, the dark clouds were endless. The rain was not heavy, but it was continuous. She had been riding the wind for a long time, but she had not seen the end of the dark clouds.

If she had not received the news from the altar before, Li Qinghong would not have been suspicious and would have thought it was just a heavy rain. Now, she thought it was a strange phenomenon of failing to break through the golden elixir and falling.

She rode the wind all the way through Yufu County and Dongli Mountain, and soon saw the territory of Ziyanmen from afar. There was a female cultivator standing in the air, wearing the Taoist robe of Ziyanmen, looking up at the sky with her fingers, her eyebrows slightly frowned.

Li Qinghong came over like a flash, and the female cultivator quickly came back to her senses, bowed to her politely, and said softly:

"I am Shen Yanqing of Ziyan Sect, meeting you, senior. May I know..."

"Li family of Qingdu, Li Qinghong."

The female cultivator was at the seventh level of Qi training, and was about the same age as Li Xijun. She was surprised to hear:

"So it's you, senior! Yanqing has long heard of your name."

Li Qinghong was actually not well-known, and she thought she was just being polite. Unexpectedly, the female cultivator came up to her and said in a gentle voice:

"I heard rumors a few days ago that you have successfully built your foundation. There are few thunder cultivators in the world, and even fewer female cultivators who have successfully built their foundation! I admire you very much."

Li Qinghong felt a breath, and said in surprise:

"You are also a thunder cultivator?"

"That's right!"

Shen Yanqing smiled with her eyes curved, and replied:

"I am a cultivator from a different family. The Shen family of Yue, entrusted to practice under Zi Yan, my family's master had learned thunder magic in his early years, so the family has always had thunder magic inheritance. "

"So it's the direct line of the immortal family."

The Shen family is the purple mansion immortal family of Xiu Yue Sect in the territory of Xu State, with a long heritage. The status of the person in front of him is equivalent to Xiao Yuansi of the Xiao family, very noble, but Shen Yanqing did not seem arrogant, eagerly welcomed her down, and asked:

"Senior, why are you here?"

Li Qinghong replied:

"I came to visit Senior Ling Yanzi."

Shen Yanqing suddenly realized, played a purple token, took her in, and saw the mountains rising, large and small peaks submerged in thick purple clouds, this purple air is like silk, swirling and rising, turning into various images, it seems that the immortal air is ethereal, and the pavilions and towers are beautiful.

The Purple Smoke Sect occupies this wonder and has collected a large number of related skills over the years, making this fairy mountain look like a fairyland. There are often cultivators from various countries and overseas who come from thousands of miles to gather qi.

"This Purple Smoke Blessed Land is famous. Six or seven out of ten purple qi in the world come from here. All purple qi sects call this place a holy place for cultivation. If you come by chance, wait until the morning sun rises, it will be a fairyland."

Shen Yanqing looked at Li Qinghong admiring this beautiful scenery and smiled:

"The old peak master boasted about his friendship with the nobles a lot in the past, and he finally waited for it."

Li Qinghong had heard Li Tongya say that Ling Yanzi was an unruly person. He smiled slightly, but saw Shen Yanqing whispered:

"I am practicing Xiao Lei, practicing Xiaoyun Lei Fa. If I cultivate the foundation of Taoism, it will be "Light Thunder Fall"... I don't know what you are... "

Li Qinghong didn't know why she asked these questions, so she just answered politely:

"'Xuan Lei Bo'."

''Xuan Lei Bo'...'

Shen Yanqing thought for a moment, frowned and said:

"I haven't heard of it..."

"It was originally 'Winter Thunder'."

Li Qinghong added a sentence, and Shen Yanqing understood and said happily:

"So it's Xiao Lei! If there is a chance, I hope to see the senior's thunder altar."

Her words revealed a lot of information. Li Qinghong was thoughtful and thought:

"So it's Xiao Lei... It seems that Xiao Lei has the ability to set up an altar and perform rituals. The Shen family has an ancient heritage, so I can ask and find out some information!"

Seeing Li Qinghong smiling and nodding, Shen Yanqing smiled happily, quickly closed the distance, nodded and said:

"We, the Three Thunder Dao Lineages, are no better than others and cannot touch blood, so we are the closest to each other among fellow Daoists. When I successfully build the foundation, I will first demonstrate the method of praying for thunder to my seniors!"

Li Qinghong was slightly stunned, and then he realized that Lei Xiu could not take blood energy. Many doubts in his mind were instantly solved, and he felt as if he had suddenly realized:

‘No wonder! No wonder there is no Lei Fa orthodoxy in Jiangnan! The decline of overseas and Jiangnan Leifa! I see, no wonder this little girl is so close to me! ’

Most of the elixirs circulated in the south of the Yangtze River are made of blood energy. If taking blood energy is really harmful to Lei Xiu, why won't this Lei Xiu tradition decline? Among the three sects and seven sects, there are very few Lei cultivators who have the inheritance, let alone those who can practice the inheritance of the Zi Mansion, and most of the clan cultivators do not know why, so it is even more difficult to master the Lei method.

On the other hand, Shen Yanqing continued:

"There are some elixirs that I, not to mention seniors, must know. As long as Lei Xiu takes the blood energy, his cultivation will increase at first, but will slow down soon. Those who don't know often take it more carefully, and will soon stop making progress and find it difficult to break through. So that the life span is greatly reduced..."

Li Qinghong became afraid again. Fortunately, when she was young, the Li family was poor and had no pills to take. Later, she was sent to the Fei family, where she also had no chance to take pills.

When it came time to practice Qi, Li Yuanjiao received a white pill, and the only resources at home were used up. Li Qinghong only took one or two pills, maybe he got them from the Xiao family, and he didn't take much. He survived like this. Later, Wang Xuntao discovered the truth and never took it again.

Even so, Li Qinghong still found the reason why his Qi training speed was slightly slow at the third and fourth levels - it must have been caused by those one or two pills.

She let out a soft breath and sincerely thanked her eldest father Li Tongya, and a small doubt arose in her heart:

"Could it be that... Grandpa guessed something, so he arranged it step by step like this?"

She was slightly lost in thought, but quickly adjusted and came to a second enlightenment:

"No wonder this little girl is so close to me. If the Thunder Method can't touch the blood, then it can't take the same ginseng to improve cultivation and develop magical powers... Naturally, there will be a lot less worries."

Shen Yanqing was still politely introducing the various sights of the Purple Smoke Sect, but Li Qinghong's mentality was completely different. He walked into the sect full of purple clouds with a bit of joy.