Family Immortal Cultivation: Li Clan

Li Xuanji ignored Song Yuanshan and looked at Zheng Huaiyuan instead. This scene made Song Yuanshan even more angry.

Zheng Huaiyuan looked at Li Xuanji and said, "It would be a bit overwhelming for you to borrow treasures. How about we compete with each other in magical powers?"

Li Xuanji's mouth showed a touch of ridicule, and he nodded lightly: "Okay!"

Lin Qingya in the audience saw this and immediately said: "Treasures are one of the strengths of immortal cultivators. How can they win without using force? Is it possible that when your Zheng family encounters a powerful enemy, you can still ask others not to use magic weapons?"

"This junior has agreed. Fellow Daoist Lin, please be patient."

Zheng Changjue said calmly.

Lin Qingya looked directly at Li Xuanji: "You are only in the early stage of foundation building. How can you defeat the late stage of foundation building without a sword?"

Li Xuanji said nothing, but gave him a reassuring look.

"Damn it!"

Lin Qingya was so angry that she stamped her feet, but she was helpless.

"In that case, come on!"

Zheng Huaiyuan spoke calmly.

Li Xuanji tapped his toes on the ground and came to the ring where Zheng Huaiyuan was sitting in a cool manner.

Song Weidong did not speak again to persuade Li Xuanji. He had already said what needed to be said, and Li Xuanji could not blame him for his own death.

"You don't have a sword in your hand, but I want to see how much you weigh?"

Zheng Huaiyuan was shocked, and his late-stage foundation-building cultivation instantly spread out, and at the same time, he quickly formed the secret with both hands.

In an instant, the wind roared, and dozens of wind blades swept towards Li Xuanji.

"Little tricks!"

Li Xuanji snorted coldly, pinched the magic formula, and a white seal appeared between his hands.

"go!"

The white seal swelled in the wind, turned into a size of about ten feet in the blink of an eye, and slammed into the wind blade.

Bang!

The seal collided with the wind blade. The wind blade had no resistance and exploded. The white seal went straight towards Zheng Huaiyuan and suppressed it.

Zheng Huaiyuan's expression did not change, his method changed, his clothes puffed up in the wind, and a tornado blew violently towards the seal.

With a loud bang, the white seal collided with the tornado, and was torn apart into auras that dissipated.

"Wind Spirit Root has some strength!"

Li Xuanji spoke calmly, with a strange color flashing in his eyes.

"Still talking arrogantly!"

Zheng Huaiyuan pinched the spell, and all kinds of wind-attribute spells rushed towards Li Xuanji.

Li Xuanji's steps were mysterious, as if he could predict the danger in advance every time, and calmly avoided attacks.

"How is that possible?"

Zheng Huaiyuan's face became more and more solemn, and he couldn't even touch the other party's side.

"Let's see how you can hide!"

Zheng Huaiyuan's method changed again, and the surrounding wind surged, forming a tornado several feet high, which instantly enveloped the entire arena.

"Who said I should hide?"

Li Xuanji smiled faintly, pinched the spell, and saw countless mysterious runes scattered around the arena.

The next moment, he pointed a single finger, and a ray of white light shot out from his fingertips. The runes all around seemed to have found their backbone.

Dotted lines appeared out of thin air, and finally formed a net. The wind roared within the big net, and whirlwinds continued to blow out. In the blink of an eye, a huge tornado storm formed.

Li Xuanji's tornado storm and Zheng Huaiyuan's tornado storm were exactly the same. They were indistinguishable.

"It's impossible to form an array in the void!"

The three Yuanying monks on the high platform immediately stood up, and Zheng Tianlong exclaimed.

Even the fifth-level formation masters have to use equipment to set up formations. In the lower realm, no one can set up formations in the void.

"He used the magic power of your people to set up the formation!"

Song Chengyun's eyes glowed with a faint aura and he murmured.

"How is that possible?"

Zheng Tianlong's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Look at the four corners of the big net in front of him. If I guess correctly, his previous avoidance was actually secretly refining the hurricane created by Zheng Huaiyuan's magic power."

"This guy is very thoughtful. He uses your spear to attack your shield. His formation contains Zheng Huaiyuan's magic power. Moreover, this formation is like a mirror. No matter how Zheng Huaiyuan attacks, the big net will absorb the magic power. Bounce back.”

When Song Chengyun said this, he was extremely shocked. Before, he had doubted that Li Xuanji was not from the Lin family, but now he no longer doubted it. The Lin family simply could not cultivate such talents.

No matter how talented one is in the formation, it is absolutely impossible to reach this point without the relative resources and the guidance of experts.

"What method are you using?"

Zheng Huaiyuan was extremely shocked. He did not believe that his cultivation level was two levels higher than Li Xuanji's and that he could not defeat him.

"What methods I use, you will know if you defeat me!"

Li Xuanji smiled lightly and remained silent.

He had been taught various formation knowledge by Fang Zhen since he was a child, and knew that his cultivation level would definitely not be able to defeat Zheng Huaiyuan, but the same could not be said for the formation.

"Huaiyuan, that's enough, you lose!"

Looking at Zheng Huaiyuan who was helpless on the stage, Zheng Tianlong frowned and shouted.

Zheng Huaiyuan is the root of wind. If he hurts himself, it will be the loss of the Zheng family.

"But, ancestor..."

"I said, stop!"

No matter how unwilling Zheng Huaiyuan was, he would not dare to disobey Zheng Tianlong's orders.

After he withdrew his magic power, Li Xuanji's tornado storm also dissipated without a trace, leaving only a large white net blocking Li Xuanji's body.

Li Xuanji sneered, waved his sleeves, and the big net dissipated.

Zheng Huaiyuan gritted his teeth and stared at Li Xuanji, clenching and loosening his fists, clenching and loosening them again, and so on.

"Accepted!"

Li Xuanji cupped his fists and saluted, walked slowly down the ring, and came to Lin Qingya.

"Are you okay!"

Lin Qingya asked with concern. Li Xuanji's actions today made the Lin family shine.

"Senior, I'm fine!"

"Fortunately, grandma gave me a spirit-gathering stone, otherwise the magic power wouldn't be enough."

Li Xuanji breathed a sigh of relief.

"I declare that the fight is over..."

"slow!"

Song Weidong looked at Zheng Changjue with a gloomy face: "Fellow Daoist Zheng, what else do you have to do?"

Zheng Changjue ignored him and looked directly at Lin Qingya: "This little friend is extremely talented and cannot be from the Lin family, so the results of this fight cannot be attributed to the Lin family."

The Zheng family can lose to others, but they must not lose to the Lin family. Otherwise, if word spreads, it will be a stain on the Zheng family.

"Yes, that's right. Fairy Lin said before that this child is not from the Lin family. Now it seems that it is indeed true."

Zhang Tianming immediately spoke in agreement.

"This child was accidentally saved by me. Although he is not a member of my Lin family, I am planning to accept him as a disciple. Why is he not a member of my Lin family?"

Lin Qingya immediately retorted, with anger on her face.

"Is it possible that the person who was saved by accident is not a powerful person?"

Song Chengyun, who was on the high platform, was filled with turmoil in his heart. He thought Li Xuanji was trained by a big force.

"That's right. If you are a powerful person, how can you stay with the Lin family?"

With these thoughts passing through his mind, Song Chengyun immediately said to Li Xuanji: "Little friend, I wonder if you are willing to join my Song family. I am willing to train you as a direct disciple."

"Senior Song, you..."

Lin Qingya didn't expect Song Chengyun to have an idea for this child.

"Fairy Lin, if this child's talent stays in your Lin family, it will only be wasted, and your Lin family's situation cannot afford to support this child."

"Fellow Daoist Song is right, but I think it would be better for this child to join my Zheng family."

Zheng Tianlong also spoke, with a hint of warning in his tone.

This scene stunned the monks present, and the two families started a dispute over the child.

Even if there is a stalemate with the Song family, he will bring Li Xuanji into the Zheng family. This is Zheng Tianlong's current idea. As for the marriage, he has already forgotten about it.

Song Chengyun didn't expect Zheng Tianlong to be so strong, but thinking of the power of the Zheng family, he softened his tone and said, "Let's do this! How about letting this child make his own choice?"

Zheng Tianlong said directly to Li Xuanji: "My little friend, my Zheng family is a big family in the Nebula Sea area, and we also have friendship with the Canghai Sect. As long as you join my Zheng family, you will immediately become a direct disciple of my ancestor of the Zheng family, and you can enjoy all the resources in the family. ”

"I think it's better for this kid to come with me!"

A loud shout rang out over Chengfeng Island, and a blue treasure ship quickly sailed towards Chengfeng Island from the sea, arriving at the edge of the island in the blink of an eye.