I just want to be a quiet man

For this reason, a few days ago, he went to the Hall of Inheritance to ask for advice from the Patriarch of "Dark Blood".

However, the Patriarch only briefly gave the word "good fortune" as a reply, and there was nothing else to say...

At this time, Li Xin stopped calculating, slowly opened his eyes, and the calculation was over again, but he still didn't get any results, and he didn't even feel the simplest bad luck.

There was a rare trace of doubt in his pure black eyes.

Li Lieyue's Soul Lamp suddenly became extremely powerful a few days ago, and then suddenly increased a lot, apparently from the late Yuanying stage, to the Nine Tribulations Transformation God!

After a successful calamity and a breakthrough in cultivation, this is the best time to calculate the whereabouts of this blood descendant, but after several days of deduction, he still can't get any clues, which is very unusual!

"Four fierce places?"

"The Patriarch of 'Dark Blood' has been to the Eternal Night Desert, it is unlikely that the Eternal Night Desert..."

"Qingyao Mountain can also be ruled out..."

"It should be Yousu Tomb, or Floating Habitat..."

Li Xin was thinking seriously, Pei Ling and Lie Yue couldn't go to other sects. Right now, there is only a fierce way to cover up his calculations, and even cover up the Nine Calamities Transformation God Calamity!

Just as he was thinking, the flaming soul lamp on the right suddenly went out.

Li Xin suddenly raised his head and looked at the soul lamp, his face changed suddenly. This is Pei Ling's soul lamp!

The soul lamp of life is a common method used by the nine sects. Its shape is different, but its effect is almost exactly the same. On the day when a formal disciple enters the door, he will light the soul lamp by dripping blood essence. Changes such as snow and rain, heaven and earth cracking, etc. will never have the slightest impact.

The only thing that can make it go out is when the master dies, his soul is scattered, and there is no life left!

Li Xin didn't say a word, his eyes were lowered, silently watching this life and soul lamp that disappeared in an instant and returned to an ordinary lampstand. The body that was originally like a mortal old man gradually emerged with a vast and terrifying murderous intent.

After a long time, the Fate Soul Lamp suddenly emitted some spiritual energy, and at the same time, a faint flame, like a candle in the wind, quietly rekindled in the lampstand.

This cluster of flames is like a new sprout, weak, tender, and seemingly vulnerable, but it is full of majestic vitality and turbulent death.

Like life and death, neither life nor death, two completely different forces, both confronting and blending, both contradicting and transforming each other...

The road of life and death!

Seeing this scene, Li Xin's face remained unchanged, and he stared at the soul lamp with all his attention.

In the lampstand, the originally weak flame became stronger and stronger, and soon, it returned to the same level as before, and then a burst of intense light suddenly burst out, sweeping across the entire woodland at the foot of the mountain in an instant. Every detail is revealed, shining like daytime.

After a full cup of tea, the light gradually subsided, and the flame in the soul lamp had completely transformed into a raging flame. When it was steaming, the atmosphere was magnificent, and it was more than ten times stronger than it was not long ago!

Li Xin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, realizing death from life, and reincarnating from death, is the way to return to the void!

That's it!

The good fortune mentioned by the "Dark Blood" patriarch unexpectedly turned out to be the Dao returning to the Void!

Pei Ling's cultivation speed is really astonishing.It wasn't long before the Ten Thousand Tribulations transformed into a god, and in a blink of an eye, the great way returned to the void.

Of course, for an existence like his, the speed of cultivation is only second. What he appreciates the most is the other party's awareness of pursuing the Dao and not fearing life and death!

A monk who has cultivated to the stage of becoming a god has already lived a long life, and is in a high position, or in a transcendent position. Almost everything he needs and wishes is within easy reach.

Under the circumstances that returning to the void on the path can lead to immortality, even if they are the arrogance of the nine sects, how many dare to die for the sake of returning to the void?

Except for Wushi Villa...

Thinking of this, Li Xin got up immediately, and his figure disappeared from the lakeside in an instant.

Soon, he appeared at the gate of the inheritance hall.

Li Xin was about to step forward when a hunched figure suddenly stepped out of the void and stopped in front of him.

Yin Nu said in a hoarse voice: "Unless the Holy Son is upright and the Suzerain is enthroned, you must not disturb the Patriarchs without authorization!"

Li Xin immediately replied: "Master Li Li Xin, there is a very important matter that needs to be reported to the Patriarch of 'Dark Blood' immediately."

Yin Nu said calmly: "The Patriarch of 'Dark Blood' has already retreated."

"If you are not a sect, you are not allowed to seek an audience."

Hearing this, Li Xin frowned, turned around and left without further words.

After leaving the Palace of Inheritance, he quickly escaped from Chongming Sect.

After leaving the sect, Li Xin took out a special sound-transmitting talisman, and after urging it, a voice sounded in the talisman: "Old Ancestor, what do you want?"

Li Xin said indifferently: "Pei Ling has already returned to the void. Now, this old man has to go to Yousu Tomb personally to pick him up."

"You guys secretly make all the preparations to succeed the suzerain, and don't give Si Hongshi and Su Shi any chance to play tricks."

"However, before the old man actually brings Pei Ling back, this matter must not be made public, so as not to cause complications."

Saying that, Li Xin didn't wait for the reaction from the other side of the sound transmission talisman, cut it off directly, and then hurried on at full speed.

He wasn't sure just now whether Pei Ling and Lie Yue were in Yousu Tomb or Floating Mirror.

But now, he was very sure that Pei Ling was definitely in Yousu Tomb!

To return to the void, one needs to experience real life and death.

Among the four fierce places, only Yousu Tomb has a corresponding fortune!

All kinds of scenery distorted and intersected, lightning flashed past Li Xin's side, and after a grotesque and rapid retreat, he had already left the boundary of Chongming Sect.

Chapter 99: The power of the holy patriarch.

Li's ancestral land.

A strange sound of running out of bells is slowly dissipating.

In the aftertaste, rays of light pass through the steep eaves and fall into a meeting hall standing alone among the bamboo seas.

The meeting hall occupies a vast area, and the materials used are extremely exquisite. It looks elegant and elegant, and does not appear extravagant.

At this moment, in the hall, Li Wujiu is at the top, and many clan elders are present.

This convening was very sudden. Right now, many clan elders who rushed to the scene were still lingering with the evil spirit of blood, the fragrance of medicinal herbs, and the lingering breath of spiritual fire... There were even some people, or people in brocade robes. On the ground, bloodstained, a scorpion tail whip full of barbs in his hand, he couldn't put it down, and brought it together; or the blood was bloody, and the blood gurgled and did not fall, but it was half done, and it was not enough to put on human skin; Or disheveled, with bright red lip marks all over the face...

"Patriarch, what happened, do you need to ring the soul bell?" A clan elder who seemed to be the oldest and most senior, held a half-carved human bone in his hand, and asked in a deep voice.

Although the others didn't speak, they all had dignified faces. The first thing they did after they appeared was to stare at the Patriarch and ask questions with their eyes.

Looking around to confirm that everyone has arrived, Li Wujiu didn't answer immediately, but with a thought, he opened up the formations in the meeting hall.

In a short while, countless runes lit up, covering the entire meeting hall layer by layer. After flashing several times, they quietly disappeared.

The many formations that the Li family had set up and maintained from generation to generation were in full operation, isolating the inside and the outside.

Li Wujiu scanned all the clan elders present with his spiritual thoughts, and after confirming that there were no more questions, he said straightforwardly: "Just now, the ancestor communicated with the old man and said something important."

"Pei Ling, the Dao has returned to the void!"

As soon as the voice fell, the entire hall became silent for a moment, and needles could be heard.

After a long time, the clan elders came back to their senses one after another: "The Dao returns to the void?!"

"Hasn't it been a year since the holy son transformed into a god for ten thousand calamities?"

"In less than a year, from the early stage of transforming gods, to breaking through to returning to the void? Moreover, it is still the way to return to the void! The speed of the son's cultivation is too amazing!"

"Are you sure it's the Holy Son returning to the Void, and wasn't it taken away by some old monster?"

"The news is from the ancestors, there should be nothing wrong..."

"Wait! The Holy Son has returned to the sect?"

The elders of the clan were chattering and talking, and their expressions were both surprised and happy.

Pei Ling is now a member of the Jiu'a Li family, the higher his achievements, the greater the benefits he can bring to the Li family!

What's more, the minimum requirement for enthroning the suzerain of the Holy Sect is the void return period.

Now that Su Lijing has abdicated, Si Hongqing will take over the position of suzerain temporarily, and Pei Ling, as the current holy son, will be able to assume the position if his cultivation reaches the point of returning to the void!

And as soon as the Holy Son ascends to the position of suzerain, the Li clan will immediately gain the power of the Holy Sect!

At this time, Li Wujiu smiled slightly when he saw the excited reactions of many clan elders, he was also taken aback when the elder ancestor sent him a voice transmission, saying that it was the matter of Pei Ling Dao returning to the void.

After reacting, he immediately summoned all the clan elders to come to discuss the matter. The behavior of these clan elders is exactly the same as he just now...

Just as he was thinking about it, the bloody and bloody clan elder who rushed over before he could put on the human skin suddenly stood up and asked, "Patriarch, since the Holy Son has already stepped into the void, he doesn't know when he will be able to handover with the acting patriarch Si Hongqing." , Ascend to the suzerain position?"

Li Wujiu came back to his senses, immediately restrained his mind, and said with a serious expression: "I called you here this time to discuss this matter."

"Besides, the patriarch has an order that before Pei Ling returns to the clan, no one is allowed to disclose his cultivation!"

Hearing this, many clan elders nodded one after another: "It should be so!"

"That's right! The Holy Son is so talented, we must guard against villains' schemes!"

"Later, we need to find a suitable reason for today's gathering, which cannot be reminiscent of the Holy Son."

"Don't worry, the Holy Son has cultivated so quickly, as long as we don't say it, outsiders will never think of it."

"This is a big matter, you can't take any chances, you must be as safe as possible!"

"indeed……"

"When I turned back, I sent people to plunder the hypocrisy, and said that my family was not satisfied with the results of the previous war against the false, and planned to supply some privately..."

"Look for other reasons, find a few more, and then discuss carefully, so as not to leave any loopholes..."

Seeing this scene, Li Wujiu nodded in satisfaction, and was about to continue talking, when the clan elder with white beard and hair holding a human bone suddenly put the carving knife and human bone into the storage bag, and said seriously: "There is still one more thing."

"Si Hong Qingyan, he has taken over all the furnaces of foreign races from Su Lijing."

"As soon as Pei Ling returns to the clan, he will fulfill the order of the patriarch..."

Hearing this, Li Wujiu was slightly taken aback, but after realizing it, he immediately frowned.

The other clan elders also thought of something and fell silent.

In fact, according to the original plan of the Jiu'a Li family, Li Lieyue, the prostitute's daughter, would be the suzerain and Pei Ling would be the assistant.In this way, as long as the Holy Son concentrates on cultivation in the future, the sect will be in charge of all major affairs of the sect.

But now, with Pei Ling succeeding as suzerain, because the other party has a relationship with Si Hong's daughter-in-law over there, and with the addition of many foreign arrogance furnaces sent to the door, Si Hong's side will make some small moves at that time, this suzerain power……

Thinking of this, the clan elder, disheveled and with lip marks all over his face, immediately said: "Judging from the previous temperament of the Holy Son, it is not likely that he will betray my Li clan."

"However, in the future, it is very possible to secretly share some benefits of Si Hong's family!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged beautiful old woman holding a scorpion-tail whip said in a deep voice: "A little benefit is insignificant. What I, Mrs. Li, want is the power to act arbitrarily in all major matters!"

"Shengzi and Lieyue are already Taoist couples." The clan elder, whose brocade robe was covered with blood stains and full of bloody aura lingering all over his body, pondered, "As long as Lieyue can keep an eye on Shengzi."

The clan elder of the middle-aged beautiful woman tilted her head slightly, shook her head and said: "Lieyue is still young, and she used to devote herself to cultivation, and is not proficient in matters of men and women. I'm afraid I can't beat Si Hong Qingyan."

"Not to mention, in Si Hongqing's hand, there are still so many alien arrogance furnaces..."

There was a brief moment of silence in the meeting hall, and the white-haired clan elder narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly said, "Si Hongqing can send a cauldron to the Holy Son, why can't I, Li Shi?"

As soon as these words came out, many clan elders did not make a sound, but turned their heads in unison, looking at Li Wujiu.

Li Wujiu frowned, and after serious consideration, he immediately made a choice to maximize his benefits: "Go to Tianshengjiao first, and buy a batch of well-tuned high-end furnaces."

"In the name of marrying a concubine, go to the Reincarnation Tower and Wushi Villa, and buy some free high-level female cultivators."

"Besides, send people to the territory of the five schools of hypocrisy to find a group of perfect bodies with the best appearance, cultivation, and background..."

Chapter 100: Taboo.

Yousu grave.

The white mist was surging, like waves and mountains, but as if fearful, it forcibly vacated a large blank area.

The portal of the gorgeous palace and fairy tower stands silently.

In the open space in front of him, fist wind howling, ghosts crying like tide, a scuffle is going on.

"Xi" showed its original shape, its ten arms were all knotted with muscles, and the roots of the blue tendons as thick as the thighs of ordinary people burst out, and when it was punched down, evil spirits overflowed from the red eyes, and the violent breath lingered around the whole body like a substance .

The "prisoner" carrying the cage was still standing there, but the place where he was originally standing was a flat ground, but at this moment, it became a thin pillar of soil, with the pillar as the center, the ground was flying sand and rocks, and it had already been bombarded. Make a giant hole!

The white robe is better than snow, but his face is whiter than snow.

The baby's palm behind the "prisoner" was constantly shattered and wiped out under the fierce fist wind, but it was also constantly reborn and growing, as if it were endless.

Both of them faced the bombardment head-on, the dust storm was scattered, and the atmosphere was myriad, and the fight was extremely fierce.

Not far away, the pink bride's wedding dress fluttered, her slender and white palms stretched out from the intricately embroidered cuffs, and she slapped "Ci" lightly. The silk thread gushes out like catkins flying in spring, trying to wrap around the body of "Cry".