Chapter 497 Rain and Sun

Qingdu Mountain.

Li Xijun stepped out of the hall. A middle-aged man with complex patterns on his Taoist robe was already waiting outside the hall. Liu Changdie raised his eyebrows and looked at him and said softly:

"Congratulations to my nephew for breaking through the foundation!"

Li Xijun nodded and said politely:

"I've met Shibo."

Liu Changdie looked at the appearance of the young man in white. After a closer look, he felt that he was graceful and as calm as snow, which was quite different from his memory. He couldn't help but secretly sigh:

"Sure enough, the way of frost and snow is suitable for this eighth young master... He is less cynical and cold than in his previous life, more restrained in front and hidden in the snow, but he is less famous."

He actually felt faintly happy. After doing this, he had never seen the young masters except Li Ximing, and he didn't know what they looked like now. It was estimated that they had already established their foundations.

Liu Changdie was lost in thought, but Li Xijun's eyes wandered over him, thinking:

"My family said that this person might have a destiny, but he didn't run away looking like this!"

Liu Changdie was a casual cultivator, and he was actually wearing a feather coat. Only Li Xizhi in the Li family could afford it because he was married to the Yang family. You could tell at a glance that he was not an ordinary person.

Liu Changdie reacted and said with a smile:

"My dear nephew, the formation has been set up. We are just waiting for the nobles to come and check it out."

Li Xijun raised his hand and followed him out, and saw Liu Changdie smiling and saying:

"This large formation is all water virtues. It is arranged with five waters. Ten formations are spread across Qingdu Mountain. It can transform the five waters to block the enemy. I call it the [Five Waters Royal Gan Formation]."

"As long as the nobles carry out this large formation, there will be water waves that will stir up the lake water veins and Qingdu water veins to assist in resisting the formation. There are five layers of water in total, which can at least resist the monks in the middle stage of foundation building."

Li Xijun and him rode the wind and stopped in the sky on the top of the mountain. Liu Changdie took out a small flag from his sleeve, waved it gently, turned around and said with a smile:

"This formation combines what I have learned all my life! I dare say that all the foundation-building formation cultivators in Jiangnan today will be inferior to me. That Wanhuaqian crawled out of the ground to build the foundation-building formation, he might even be inferior to me!"

No wonder he boasted like this. The formation masters of the Yue Kingdom could not avoid the name Wan Huaqian. Even the simplifications of several formations circulated in the Yue Kingdom were all made by him. Wan Huaqian's name was more famous than Li's name back then. It's not much different from Chijing.

"It's just that Wanjia's formation inheritance... where has it ended up?"

When Li Xijun was mentioned like this, the thought flashed through his mind. The destruction of the Wan family was written by Li Tongya himself, and the inheritance of the Ji family was now in the hands of the Li family, with nothing gained.

"Perhaps he was sent to Boring Gold Gate by Ji Dengqi."

Just as he was thinking about it, the entire Qingdu Mountain suddenly changed. Ten rays of cold light quickly rose up, flowing out a blue light curtain, and fell from the zenith. Liu Changdie explained:

"This first water phase is Lu Shui, which is called [Chen Meng]."

He kneaded gently, and a gray mist suddenly rose from the lake. It spread quickly, blocking out the prying eyes of spiritual consciousness. The silky mist quickly climbed up and wrapped around Li Xijun's robe.

Li Xijun showed a look of surprise, and gently waved his sleeves to disperse it. The mist was like a gangrene attached to the bones. He used his pupil technique and immediately saw the mist clearly. It was obvious that the mist was harmful to him. It has no effect.

But Li Xijun didn't think it was strange. He was using pupil skills and Qi to support each other. It would be a problem if he couldn't see through it. But Liu Changdie said:

"With this heavy water phase, no matter how many qi-training monks besiege it, it will be in vain!"

He made another secret and cast a spell, and said softly:

"[虺流]"

The lake surface around Qingdu Mountain suddenly boiled, turning into agile and cunning water snakes, twisting their bodies on the lake surface, waving the weapons in their hands, looking very fierce.

Liu Changdie explained:

"This is also the case when faced with the siege of Qi Practitioners. The water monsters summoned by these formations hide in the fog and are better able to attack the enemy and defend the formation."

"[Qingyuan]"

This water element added another layer, and Liu Changdie's body appeared with a green-gray brilliance. His whole body seemed to be a little lighter, which was obviously a blessing to his own formation.

This is nothing outstanding, but not as stunning as the previous two layers of water. Liu Changdie also understood that, without saying much, he changed the technique in his hand:

"[Not floating]"

The magic wind under Li Xijun's feet suddenly sank, and he was a little unsteady in the air. He had to raise his magic power to fight, but this heavy meaning was quite strange, and it was getting worse and worse, consuming his magic power crazily.

Liu Changdie showed a proud look and said with a smile:

"Thanks to the rare items in this mansion's water, which actually possess a lot of weak water abilities, I was able to bless this layer of forbidden air magic to such an extent! Even a foundation-building monk has to weigh it in the face of such consumption. !”

Li Xijun raised his eyebrows in surprise. This spell was quite different from the ordinary forbidden air. It actually continued to strengthen over time. He thought to himself:

"I heard that my sister-in-law brought out this palace water... She didn't say anything in her words, but it is obviously a very precious thing... It is probably a rare and high-quality water in the palace. Now I owe a favor..."

Liu Chang was excited on his head, and the magic formula in his hand changed again, and the last layer of water appeared one after another, and said with a smile:

"[Laminar Flow]"

The surrounding lake suddenly became turbulent and surged rapidly, climbing up the mountain range and quickly covering the entire azure formation. It was tightly protected and the lake was gray and black, making it look very calm.

Li Xijun looked at it carefully. It wasn't until Liu Changdie released the spell and all the water elements quickly returned to their original appearance that he sighed:

"My family refused, but Shibo didn't hold any grudge, and even worked harder to build the magic circle! How embarrassing is this!"

Of course, Li Xijun knew that the little things he had given him were not enough to build such a large array. Liu Changdie had no idea how much private goods he had secretly stuffed into it! How could this level of magnificence be compared to an ordinary foundation-building formation?

He sighed in his heart, groped at his sleeves, and took out a storage bag, wanting to supply Liu Changdie, but saw this man wave his hands vigorously, and said in a deep voice:

"After all these years, Chang Die is no longer the idiot he was back then! How many people are watching me behind my back... I am self-aware! No matter what, don't talk about favors. In the end, it won't drag down the nobles."

Li Xijun was slightly suffocated. As he said, Liu Changdie has been in business for so many years and is no longer the young man he used to be. He could see that the Li family had repeatedly compensated him because he didn't want to owe any favors in case something happened in the end. To himself... But this thought was heartless after all, and Li Xijun couldn't answer it for a while.

Liu Changdie was very generous and said warmly:

"This is reported to Yuan Jiao. I understand a lot. If the nobles still trust my character... don't stuff more spiritual stones over me."

His eyes were pure and his tone was frank. He blocked Li Xijun's words in one breath, smiled softly, and quickly changed the topic:

"I have met all the gentlemen, but I have not met my nephew Xi Ming... I don't know..."

Li Xijun smiled politely, feeling slightly sad and replied:

"Ximing is in seclusion to break through, it's unfortunate..."

Liu Changdie had no choice but to nod. It was a pity that his daughter was Li Ximing's concubine in her previous life. Speaking of which, she had some friendship with Li Ximing. Li Chenghui, Li Ximing's son, even learned the formation from him. Saying this made him miss his apprentice. He smiled and said:

"I heard that it is easiest for Ming Yang to raise a son. I don't know if this is a rumor. May I ask how Mr. Xi Ming will be after this?"

Li Xijun was worried about this matter in his heart. Li Ximing's second son had just had his bones measured. He was as incapacitated as his eldest son, which made him feel much gloomier. He just waved his hand:

"I think it's a rumor that Brother Ming's young heir is a genius."

Liu Changdie was shocked by these words, and his heart skipped a beat. He was afraid that he had messed up something again without knowing it, so he thought to himself:

"How could it be...how could it be...Meng Zhuoyun is from the overseas Meng family, and the Li family is also a descendant of the Establishment Foundation...how could it be..."

The cute appearance of his disciple appeared in his mind, and he couldn't hold it in any longer. His heart suddenly skipped a beat and he asked:

"I want to ask more? Mrs. Ming Gongzi is..."

"An's."

"An's!"

Liu Changdie slowly closed his eyes. Li Xijun felt that the questions he asked were always weird, but the words just now were too sincere, so Li Xijun answered them smoothly.

Liu Changdie's heart was filled with bitterness, and he felt bitter:

"Maybe Meng Zhuoyun died on the way here... It's over... It's all over."

He suddenly felt as if he was in a dream, his hands and feet felt hot, and his originally peaceful mood was completely destroyed in an instant. He stood in the air in despair, his eyes lowered, and he couldn't even hear the people next to him calling him.

His body was still saluting blankly, and his heart was already broken. When he came to his senses, he had already landed in the town. He only took two steps, raised his head and squinted to see that the plaque above said Hu Mansion.

He had unknowingly returned to the mansion of his previous life, but it was not Liu's mansion. He had no choice but to turn around and retreat. He was so demented that he seemed to have been taken away from his soul, and his spiritual consciousness swiftly and tremblingly swept through the mansion.

Liu Changdie vaguely heard a burst of soft singing, and with just a flicker of his body, he immediately landed in the Hu Mansion. A woman was singing and dancing in the courtyard, with a frightened look on her face. She obviously had some cultivation skills and was caught by his spiritual consciousness. Surprised.

She has delicate features, a kind of sad softness, and a weak body, showing a completely different demeanor from her previous life. Her cultivation level is far inferior to the fifth level of fetal breath in her previous life, but can only reach Xuanjing.

But Liu Changdie's foundation-building skills were real, and he suddenly fell to his knees. Hu Liu's head was pressed tightly against the ground, and he said respectfully:

"I don't know, senior..."

Liu Changdie felt his chest was tight and short of breath, and he replied with a sigh. His wife knelt in front of him, and Hu Keqing followed her out and knelt on the ground.

"Qing'er..."

Liu Changdie recited dumbly.

Of course he understood why he didn't come to look for her.

The moment he was reborn, he was ecstatic, with too many regrets and regrets about the rescue before him. He didn't even have a wife and daughter in his mind. Now he understands that from the moment he was reborn, he no longer looked down on Liu in his heart.

Even though they had been married for decades, he was overjoyed... He really wouldn't be the lucky monk in his previous life, nor would he be the incompetent Liu Changdie!

He will be a foundation-building monk! He will even be a monk from Zifu! The one he wants to marry is a fairy from the Immortal Sect! What he wants to hold is a lovely child from aristocratic family!

Deep down in his heart, he thought despicably that he could ignore all his past lives. The women he would meet in this life would be better than Liu in temperament and appearance. Neither husband and wife owed anything to the other, so why would they marry a village girl? ?

So he forgot about it for decades without even remembering it at all. Occasionally he would laugh and forget about it if he was touched by it.

But seeing Mrs. Liu frightened and frightened, her face suddenly turned pale. Liu Changdie's head felt as if he had been hit hard. The shyness of the wedding night and the beautiful scenes of his wife and daughter's reunion came to mind, and his throat felt like A mouthful of phlegm was blocked and an unpleasant coughing sound was made.

Liu Changdie always thought that Mrs. Liu was fat, so he didn't like her very much for a long time, until she fascinated him with her gentle patience and admiration.

Only now did he realize that she also had a skinny, haggard and soft side. In her previous life, she had light in her eyes because she loved him.

Hu Keqing's expression suddenly changed and he murmured:

"Qing... Qing'er...!?"

A moment of humiliation appeared on his face, but it quickly disappeared. Liu was just a concubine. If she could be liked by the foundation-building master, her family would enjoy endless wealth and glory!

Hu Keqing flattered:

"Sir... Sir... This is Yuqing... the most beautiful song..."

'It's just that I had a miscarriage a few days ago, so I'm a little weak...'

He didn't say this, but Liu Changdie's foundation-building spiritual consciousness had already seen it clearly, and even knew what kind of cold medicine had harmed her. He just watched Hu Keqing push Liu.

Liu was confused and terrified, trembling and falling in front of him. Liu Changdie was already a smart man, and his eyes hurt, and he shouted:

"It's my fault!"

He cried and laughed, riding the wind, with a sweet and fishy taste in his mouth, and cursed:

"I deserve it!"

Liu Changdie flew up like he was running away. He had escaped from death in the East China Sea for so many years, but he had never flown so fast. Liu's eyes and situation were like a fairy sword. If he paused for a moment, he would be doomed to be reborn forever.

"How many years have I been reborn... I only cared about enriching myself, and I was full of greed just to seize people's opportunities. How many heroes' good relationships have I missed? Not to mention stopping the demonic disaster and rain, have I ever saved anyone?"

"I should have known my own limits. I am just a mediocre and cowardly mortal. How many spiritual things have I wasted in my rebirth! I have ruined more heroes' opportunities. How many young heroes have been lost in the demonic disaster? As a result, how many people have been harmed!"

Today, Liu Changdie suddenly realized that his rebirth was a lame little drama from beginning to end. It was a mediocre person who took away good relationships in vain, and let more talented people leave with regret. He is not a hero, and he is even a little short-sighted. He will be like this no matter how many lives he lives!

After harming others, he also harmed his wife and daughter, brothers, and elders. Just look at how miserable his wife in the previous life ended up without him to save her in the decline of the Liu family.

"Married as a concubine... persecuted and lost her child... such a lovely girl in the previous life... now she looks like a withered person."

There are many cultivators in the Li family, but it is rare for a cultivator to marry a concubine. It is obvious that the Liu family lost in the struggle. She is just a small branch, and she has fallen into such a situation!

Although he is not in the Li family, he knows the situation of the Li family very well. He feels mixed emotions in his heart. The smile on her slightly fat face appears, but it is shattered by the terrified face. He chokes and says:

"But I have nothing to cultivate!"

Liu Changdie can certainly turn a blind eye. He obviously did not owe her anything. This Liu was not the Liu in the previous life. Liu Changdie really claims to be the best at selfishness, but he has a conscience after all.

"Qing'er... Yuanjiao... Chenghui... Anan..."

The night is deep, and this little conscience makes him, a dignified foundation-building cultivator, weak-footed. He falls like a bird with broken wings and falls into the lake.