Chapter 656 Treasure

Li Ximing's words were stuck in his throat for a long time, but Xiao Yuansi kept looking at him. The old man pressed his shoulder, a little lost in thought.

Xiao Yuansi understands that once he leaves this place and Li Ximing goes to retreat, 90% of the time he will come to the Li family again will be at Li Ximing's funeral. Supernatural powers are not too difficult for the immortal sects, but for Li Ximing today... Not a good choice.

"Achieve supernatural powers and be extraordinary."

He listened to Li Ximing's choked words and sighed softly in his heart. He had racked his brains in order to see Li Ximing.

Xiao Yuansi realized that his ancestor did not stop him from collecting many Ming Yang spiritual objects, but did not treat him as a real person supporting him. Xiao Yuansi could not believe him at all, fearing that after he had refined the elixir, Li Ximing had gone into seclusion - Xiao Chuting It is absolutely possible to do such a thing.

Therefore, he deliberately completely messed up the time, even if he was injured, he had to be trained in advance and sent all the way. Xiao Yuansi regarded this meeting as the last meeting. As for Li Ximing's breakthrough to the Zifu... he actually had no extravagant expectations at all.

‘Ming’er’s character is too much like that of a mortal! ’

Xiao Yuansi looked at him solemnly:

"Those who have achieved supernatural powers in ancient and modern times may be sincere, cunning and vicious, or brooding and difficult...Tomorrow they will be frightened and frightened, and they will show anger. On the one hand, they want to be ruthless, but on the other hand, they are moved by relatives and friends. When they are ruthless, they can give up and give up, and then change their mind. It hurts and regrets at the same time. He hesitates when it is not painful or itchy, and only knows how cruel it is when it hurts... Among the Li family members, he is the most like a mortal. "

"The magical power penetrates the sea of ​​​​qi and rolls into the rising sun. There are infinite fantasies and endless demonic obstacles. What can he use to save them?"

Xiao Yuansi looked at him quietly, while Li Ximing stood at the table, breathed out softly, and finally spoke without words of thanks.

"Master, this elixir was specially avoided by Master Xiao. Why do you have any doubts?"

Xiao Yuansi never thought that he would ask this question, so she slowly raised her eyebrows and said softly:

"My real person...is doing it for your family's good."

"Xi Ming knows."

Li Ximing stood beside him quietly and said softly:

"Zhenren Xiao hopes that I will leave this elixir to the prince. Xi Ming can guess it and see it clearly. Master, rest assured that my family respects and loves Zhenren very much. There is nothing wrong with that."

Xiao Yuansi is not an ambitious person. He has Xiao Chuting of the Purple Mansion above him. He can just practice some pills in peace for the rest of his life, but he has no reason to stop his disciple. He only has this pill as a gift.

Now after hearing what he said, he finally showed a look of surprise, pondered for a long time, and said softly:

"You can arrange the things given to you yourself."

He coughed twice and finally stood up. Li Ximing sent him out respectfully. Xiao Yuansi looked at him three or four times along the way, and some hope rose in his heart.

"If he can stop his losses... that would be the best."

Li Ximing sent him away all the way and rode the wind back to Wushan. He did not tell Li Xuanxuan about the elixir and sat quietly in the white air of the mountain.

Li Ximing took out the jade bottle, but did not open it immediately. His spiritual consciousness penetrated it and stared at the [Purple Ming Pill] quietly.

The elixir's Ming Yang Qi was extremely abundant, and its Qing Ling Qi was compelling. Li Ximing didn't see anything wrong with it.

"Although my detection method is a joke in front of Xiao Chuting... All Taoist traditions also come from the Xiao family, there is nothing that can be seen clearly... But Master specifically mentioned Xiao Chuting..."

Li Ximing would not doubt Xiao Yuansi, and Xiao Chuting had no need to harm him. Master Xiao Yuansi's previous words were obviously worried about Xiao Chuting. It was not difficult for Li Ximing to come to this conclusion:

"It's just that Xiao Chuting hopes that the person who attacks Zi Mansion is Zhou Wei."

He sat quietly in the white air, thoughts floating in his heart:

"Xiao Chuting does have good intentions... I think Xuanyuemen... Kong Tingyun will also spread the word, and everyone will have their eyes on Zhou Wei."

"It's not just Xiao Chuting...all the Zifus who are friendly to my family hope that it is Zhou Wei who attacks the Zifu...and not me, a hopeless person."

"The rest of the Zifu...maybe they are just waiting and watching...waiting to see my joke."

He chuckled twice, took out the light golden jade slip from his sleeve, and kneaded the magic power to condense the next secret technique.

"[Treasure Level]!"

…

Kong Tingyun walked all the way to the lake and sent a few people off with a smile. Li Qinghong thanked her a few times. She was eager to return to the family, declined the Li family's invitation, and left politely.

She hesitated again and again, and before leaving, she pulled Li Qinghong's sleeve and reminded:

"Qinghong must pay attention to what I said before...don't be careless!"

The words naturally referred to Li Ximing. Li Qinghong could only nod in agreement, and then she smiled with relief and drove away in the spirit boat.

All the way back to the island, Li Chengliao came to greet him, smiling from ear to ear. He took his eldest son's hand and took a closer look. Li Zhouwei might not have seen his father for a long time. Although he didn't have any nice words, there was rarely joy in his eyes.

Chen Yang changed into white clothes and went to the lake bank to worship his father. Li Zhouwei worshiped Li Xijun on the island. Kong Heng stood guard in front of the tomb and sighed. Several people returned to the palace, which suddenly became empty.

When Bai Yuan met Li Zhouwei, he vaguely had the same kind look as before, and his attitude was still very polite. He bowed down quickly, and they entered the hall together. Li Chengliao talked about recent events.

"Senior Yuan Si is a kind-hearted elder after all...he made a special trip to express condolences. Master Xiao has not been seen in Beihai in the past few years, and the Xiao family can't contact him...he even specially chatted with Ximing."

Li Xuanxuan was very grateful to him. He remembered how Xiao Yuansi came to support his family again and again, and helped him add a few words, fearing that some of the younger generations would hold grudges because the Xiao family did not take action.

Naturally, Li Qinghong and others would not do such a thing, and responded to him in a gentle tone. Li Xuanxuan then waved his hand, Bai Yuan and Li Chengliao both retreated, the palace door closed, and the formation began to move.

Li Qinghong was still worried. He threw the [Chongming Cave Mysterious Screen] in his sleeve, and the screen light shrouded the hall, adding another layer of protection to the hall. Then Li Zhouwei asked:

"How have you been doing these two years away from home... Fu Zhong?"

Li Xuanxuan shook his head slightly and replied:

"Unsatisfactory...Zhou Xing's generation has taken the test three times, but you are the only one who has this celestial destiny. As for Jiangque's generation..."

The old man stroked his beard and said softly:

"In just one or two years, Jiang Qian will be five years old and can be considered the eldest among the first batch of Jiang Que generations. Let him give it a try."

Li Zhouwei nodded. Talismans have become more and more rare in recent years, and the skills in the appendix are also more advanced. Most of the people in a generation are single seedlings. He has also seen a few of his brothers. Their talents are higher than those of Cheng Ming, but not as high. Where to go.

In the past, the Immortal Mirror existed in the world, and you could use your spiritual sense to probe into it to find out the number of talismans inside. Now, the Immortal Mirror has not appeared in the world for decades, and you can’t even see a single side of it. You can only use it based on the Immortal Curse, let alone read the talismans. Planted…

Li Xuanxuan looked a little worried about this and whispered:

"It's good to entrust the treasure...but there are not many people who can receive the talisman. If something happens one day and everything is cut off, and none of the descendants receive the talisman, wouldn't it mean that we have lost contact..."

He thought for a while and finally said nothing more. Li Zhouwei asked:

"How about Jiang Qian?"

Speaking of this, Li Xuanxuan became more energetic and laughed in a low voice:

"This son is smart and can draw inferences from one case to another. He is deeply loved by your father!"

"oh?"

Li Zhouwei still remembered Ding Jiao's question and answer in the Dragon Palace, and thought to himself:

"What Dingjiao and the others mean...my eldest son and second son, Mingyang, are a bit unusual. I have already seen Jiang Ao, and Jiang Qian must also have something outstanding."

Ding Jiao may not be sincere to him, and the things he asked may not be the real purpose, but the information revealed in his conversation can still be used as a reference.

He then asked:

"Apart from this, what else is different?"

Li Xuanxuan was stunned, frowned and said:

"The five-year-old baby can't tell anything anymore. His eyes are gradually becoming golden with a hint of red... It's not a big deal."

"good…"

If Li Zhouwei realized something, he handed over the basket of pearls, while Li Qinghong took out several jade slips, released them one by one, and said softly:

"Minghuang, these are the Mingyang exercises and spells obtained at home. Take a look."

Li Zhouwei frowned, took the jade slips on the case and read them one by one:

‘Second Grade Kung Fu ‘Zhao Jian Cheng Xin Jue’ Immortal Base ‘Zhao Che Xin’’

‘Third Grade Escape Technique ‘Flowing Sun Refraction’’

‘Third-level skill “Ming Yuan Guan Li Jue”, Immortal Base “Chang Ming Jie”’

‘The fourth-level spell “Shang Yao Fu Guang”’

Li Zhouwei thanked him, put away "Flowing Sun's Refraction" and "Shang Yao's Voltage", briefly read "Ming Yuan Guan Li Jue", pushed it back into Li Qinghong's hand, and whispered:

"Sorry to trouble you, elders."

"Where is it?"

Li Qinghong nodded lightly, looked at Li Xuanxuan, and said softly:

"Minghuang, there is one more thing."

She stood up from her seat, walked to the main hall, responded with the formulas and formations, took out a brocade bag, came to the two of them, shook it off gently, and took out a large jade box.

This jade box was as big as a desk, and its texture didn't look surprising. It was captured by the magic power and fell gently to the ground. Li Zhouwei made some calculations in his heart, and sure enough, Li Qinghong said softly:

"Back then, my father-in-law shot Murong Wu and got his black iron treasure armor, which was a fine armor at the foundation level. He brought it back and ordered people to refine it with real fire on Bianyan Mountain for nearly three months. , recast into a treasure."

"Once this thing was cast, Ning Heyuan handed it over to Father Zhong. He secretly arranged for someone to send it back. It has been kept at home and has never been opened."

With the magic power flowing in her slender hands, she tapped the jade box nine times. With a clanging sound, the jade box separated by itself, revealing the treasure inside.

Li Zhouwei took a closer look and saw a thin set of golden and white scales without any mysterious lines. The layers were stacked on top of each other, showing a soft texture. It turned out to be a pair of soft armor!

He picked it up gently and was amazed. Li Qinghong praised:

"I heard that Murong Wu was the [Moxuan Armor]. The helmet was heavy and heavy with demonic energy. I thought it was a heavy armor. I never thought that after eighty-one days of real fire refining, it would look like this."

Li Xuanxuan looked a little nostalgic, staring at the soft body quietly, and said in a clear voice:

"The Murong family is from Beidi. The first thing to do when making armor is to be fierce and tall. Three kilograms of iron must be hammered into nine kilograms. No matter how Qingchi is, it is the orthodoxy of the immortal way. Naturally, it is refined to be elegant and gorgeous..."

The old man had been a shopkeeper for many years and was quite familiar with these things. He took a closer look and said harmoniously:

"I'm afraid that the original [Mo Xuan Armor] was too bulky, so I had to make it into a soft armor. Otherwise, according to the Qingchi Sect's custom, I would have to make it into a feather coat!"

Li Zhouwei looked at it for a while, and was very fond of it. He called out, and the white armor flew up on its own and was draped on him in an orderly manner. He was tall, with his head held high and his chest held high. His platinum coat was bright, and he looked around with golden eyes. Sure enough, he had it. The taste of a direct descendant of the Guxian family.

Li Qinghong then said softly:

"This garment is made of [Moxuan Tiantie] and [Huangyuan Stone] as the bones, [Lang Lin Bone] and [He Baiyu] as the scales. It was burned with real fire. Many Qingchi senior cultivators who specialize in weapon refining took action and made it together. , called [Yuan'e]."

Li Zhouwei nodded firmly, and Li Xuanxuan was slightly surprised and asked:

"Have you finished refining it?"

As we all know, after getting a magic weapon, you must first refine it and infuse it with magic power. It takes a lot of time to cultivate qi before it is obvious. It is easiest to refine an unowned object, which often takes several days. If it is an owner, it will take even longer. Ancient magic weapons such as [Chongming Dongxuan Screen] may even take several months...

And Li Zhouwei seemed to be able to use it freely after taking it. How could Li Xuanxuan not be puzzled? When asked, Li Zhouwei smiled and said:

"It has not been refined... It's just that Mingyang loves me by nature. It can be refined without refining. Use it!"

The [Dasheng Long Halberd] appeared in his hand, and a bright arc-like light emanated from it. Seeing the long halberd gently resting on the ground, Li Qinghong smiled and replied:

"Try it first, and let the white ape fight with you for a few moves."

Li Zhouwei smiled and nodded, but said:

"I'm afraid it's not enough."

Li Xuanxuan laughed out loud, and Li Qinghong also put away the [Chongming Dongxuan Screen], pushed the door of the hall and went out. There was a gust of morning breeze outside, and there were only a few creaking sounds. The narrow-eyed monk was stepping on clogs to greet him.

Li Qinghong whispered:

"How is Kongheng?"

Kongheng was called over this time, and looked at Li Zhouwei and others with a little doubt. Li Xuanxuan's memory of this monk still stayed in the past, and he smiled and nodded:

"I think it's good."

Li Qinghong was a little hesitant.

Kong Heng is no longer the same as before. The life span of the mage is not short. The ancient Buddhist practice is much slower. Although the monk never shows off, he has honed his cultivation for so many years. He is definitely not someone who can be easily dealt with!

"Even if he is good at defense and not good at attack, he has a high chance of winning against the cultivators of the three sects and seven schools now."

She was afraid of hitting Li Zhouwei, so she asked Kong Heng:

"I wonder how strong the mage is now?"

Kong Heng thought for a moment and smiled bitterly:

"I'm afraid he can't stop Qinghong's thunder... You can try the rest..."

Li Qinghong is confident in her own strength. Her thunder is so powerful with the blessing of several magic tools that it can be compared to Tang Shedu at the time. So, Kong Heng is already at the level of the master of Qingchi Peak.

Before she could ask, she saw the monk smiled and said:

"If I am allowed to defend, it will be difficult to kill me even in the late stage of foundation building. If I am allowed to fight the enemy... then I am much inferior, probably the strength of the middle stage of foundation building."

The comparison here is naturally between the direct descendants of the three sects and seven schools. Li Qinghong immediately knew in her heart, and thought:

"Slightly inferior to Xizhi... about the same as Ximing."

She said softly:

"Master, why don't you try the strength of the prince and stop when you are satisfied."

"Okay!"