Chapter 299 Li Zhe Returns Home and Complains About Poverty (First Update)

A red flying boat was flying leisurely by the Xuefeng Lake.

In the boat, three foundation-building cultivators were sitting around the stove, brewing tea and drinking tea, which was very pleasant.

"Junior Brother Nine, you haven't been back to Qinghe Valley for a while, right?" A female cultivator with red eyebrows and red pupils asked the man on the left with a smile.

The man's hair was slightly red, and there was a faint flash of fire in his eyes. It was Li Zhe.

He shook his head: "I went back once before building the foundation. Now I think it has been twelve years."

A strong man with a face like a red date opposite him smiled and said: "I haven't been home for twelve years. Junior Brother, do you know that the Li family in Qinghe Valley has produced an extraordinary figure in recent years."

Li Zhe lowered his eyes: "Senior Brother, you are talking about my uncle Li Qing. He built the foundation twice by himself and cultivated into the earthly immortal realm. It is really amazing."

The female cultivator with red eyebrows raised her eyebrows: "I heard that he has a good talent in spiritual plants and alchemy. Zhu Yuan and others in the medicine garden have a close relationship with him."

Red The red-faced monk was somewhat disdainful: "Those farmers are not worth mentioning. If it weren't for the protection of Master Qingli, they would have been banished to the outer sect."

"Be careful with your words!" The red-browed female cultivator's face became serious, "How dare you talk about Master! If you are found guilty, even Master can't protect you!"

The red-faced monk smiled awkwardly: "Third Senior Sister, I was wrong."

The red-browed female cultivator glared at him, then looked at Li Zhe: "We are almost at Qinghe Valley, you come to control the flying boat."

Li Zhe took the talisman, injected true energy, and the flying boat suddenly accelerated and flew towards the location of Qinghe Valley in his memory.

Not long after, the destination was reached.

He was surprised to find that the valley formed by two mountains and a river disappeared out of thin air, as if it was wiped out from the territory of Xuefeng Lake by a big hand.

A golden light flashed in the eyes of the female cultivator: "Is this the world of earthly immortals? It is indeed mysterious."

The male cultivator looked at Li Zhe with a smile: "Ninth Junior Brother, you, the foundation-building ancestor, have returned home, but no one is outside to greet you. It seems..."

Li Zhe's face was slightly gloomy, and he was about to send a communication talisman to Qinghe Valley.

Suddenly, the sky brightened, and a rainbow bridge fell from the sky, hovering just in front of the flying boat.

At the other end of the rainbow bridge, a huge door opened, and a group of people walked out.

"Are you the deacons of Yanling Valley in front of you?" Clan leader Li Hui and the elders came to greet him, "I am Li Hui, the old man, who is honored to be the head of the Li family. I am here to show my respect!"

According to convention, when Qigong cultivators greet foundation-building cultivators, they usually address them as seniors. But with Li Zhe, a junior, it was a bit awkward.

Li Hui thought about it and finally decided to address him as the deacon that the foundation-building cultivators of Yanling Valley usually hold.

"No need to be polite, fellow Taoists!" The female cultivator walked out of the flying boat with two junior brothers, and with a flick of her sleeves, she straightened up Li Hui and others who were bowing.

There were also more than a dozen disciples in the Qi training period who left the cabin together.

Li Zhe walked sideways to the middle and introduced everyone.

The red-browed female cultivator was his third senior sister Zhang Ruoyun, who was a deacon in the Dan Pavilion of Yanling Valley.

The red-faced cultivator was his seventh senior brother Zhang Yang, who was a deacon in the Qi Pavilion.

Hearing this, Li Hui looked solemn: "I have heard of your names for a long time, and I am honored to meet you today!"

Yanling Valley is famous for its fire-related skills, and has made outstanding achievements in alchemy and weapon refining. The two of them can be in charge of the Dan Qi Pavilion, and their status is far beyond that of Zhu Yuan and his ilk.

The two sides exchanged a few more polite words.

Zhang Yang looked around: "Why don't I see Fellow Daoist Li Qing? I have heard of him for a long time."

Li Hui smiled and said: "You came at an inopportune time. He made some gains the day before yesterday and is in retreat, so I was unable to come and meet him."

Without waiting for Zhang Yang to ask again, he extended his hand and led several people to fly above the Rainbow Bridge: "Please come. I have set up a small banquet in the hall, please don't hesitate to come."

Zhang Ruoyun smiled: "Today we are here to accompany Junior Brother Li Zhe home to visit, so naturally the guests should follow the host's wishes."

So the two sides entered Qinghe Valley from the Rainbow Bridge together.

The pure spiritual energy rushed in the face.

Even Zhang Ruoyun, who was used to enjoying the third-level spiritual veins of Yanling Valley, couldn't help but hold his breath and concentrate.

"The earthly immortal realm alone has such a grand atmosphere. If it is promoted to a blessed land, I wonder what it will be like?"

Li Hui stroked his beard and smiled: "My Qinghe Valley has a shallow foundation. We have already exhausted the strength of the whole clan to build the earthly immortal realm. How dare we dream of a blessed land?"

"Daoyou are too modest." Zhang Yang's spiritual sense swept across the Li family's spiritual field, "The spiritual plants in this field are cultivated so luxuriantly. Every year, this item alone will bring in a large amount of spiritual stones."

The eldest elder Li Yao was about to answer, but was interrupted by the second elder Li Fang: "Deacon Zhang only knows one thing, not the other."

"In order to build the earthly immortal realm, my Qinghe Valley borrowed a large amount of spiritual stones from Yanglong Lake, Xinghua Village and Zhuxin Island."

"Now it looks glamorous, but in fact, the interest paid back every year is a large amount of spiritual stones, and life is tight."

The two sides chatted while flying, and soon arrived at the palace where the Li family held a banquet to welcome guests.

Li Hui led Zhang Ruoyun and his party to sit down as host and guest.

Li Zhe looked around for a few times, and then sat down next to Li Hui at Zhang Ruoyun's signal.

Li Hui frowned slightly, and then relaxed. He clapped his hands lightly, and a clansman put the jade plate of delicacies on the table.

Looking at the spiritual food, spiritual fruit, spiritual tea, and spiritual wine in front of him, which were more than enough but not of the same grade, Zhang Ruoyun couldn't help but frown.

Li Hui pretended not to notice, and raised his glass with a smile: "Two deacons, and all the disciples of Yanling Valley, my Li family has limited conditions, so I prepared some light wine, please don't be shy!"

Zhang Ruoyun raised his glass to greet him, took a sip lightly, and only wet his thin lips: "Daoyou are too polite. Please!"

Zhang Yang didn't care about this, picked up the golden cup and drank it all: "Good wine! It's spicy enough!"

The other Qi-training monks in Yanling Valley also raised their glasses and drank the spiritual wine.

Li Hui smiled and nodded, turning his head to look at Li Zhe beside him: "After Ah Zhe established his foundation, he went to participate in the secret realm competition."

"Now that I see you at first glance, your demeanor has become more extraordinary. It is true that the upper sect has a profound foundation and is more nourishing!"

Li Zhe's cheeks were slightly red: "It is my fault that I have not returned for many years. It is just that my master is about to form a pill, and the signs of the secret realm came suddenly, and it was really too late..."

"Hey, this is wrong!" Li Hui smiled and waved his hands, "The formation of the pill by True Man Qingyan is a big deal; the secret realm competition is even more related to the fate of my Great Zhou."

True Man Qingyan is the master of Li Zhe and others. He had completed his foundation thirty years ago and was only a step away from forming a pill.

Although it is a bit presumptuous to call him a true man now, Zhang Ruoyun and others have not corrected him. Obviously, he has heard it too much.

"Although we, the clansmen, are concerned about you, how can we let trivial family matters interfere with your great cause of honoring the Immortal and serving the country?"

Li Zhe choked when he heard this, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

On the other side, Li Yao was about to say something, but Li Fang interrupted him again: "Speaking of the Immortal Qingyan's Dan, although my Li family has expressed something before, it is still a bit meager."

"In recent years, the Earth Immortal Realm has been formed. Although it needs to repay debts, it is still doing well. Since several deacons are here, you might as well take the small gifts prepared by my Li family back with you."