Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Seeing the injustice on Dahu's face, Li Tongya's heart moved, he patted the storage bag, took out a bag of spiritual rice, and said with a smile:

"Big fox, take a look at this thing."

The red fur of the big fox twitched, he lowered his head and sniffed, blinked slightly, and said:

"It's quite fragrant... It's something like Linggu and Lingdao. It's rare in this mountain. I heard that you cultivators like to eat this!"

"If you...ask me to do some work, I won't do it if you don't weigh 180 pounds!"

Li Tongya smiled softly and made a quick calculation in his mind. One hundred and eighty kilograms was only one spirit stone. If he could get a piece of Qi training to help him, he would make a lot of money. He immediately made a careful calculation and said with a smile:

"Ask you some questions, and this bag of spiritual rice will be yours."

The big fox immediately raised his head and cheered repeatedly. Li Tongya threw the spiritual rice in his hand and asked:

"Do you know the specific situation of that demon general?"

"Nature knows."

The big fox barked and explained eagerly:

"The pig demon has built up his foundation cultivation. He has eight little demons under his command, all of whom are Qi-cultivating. They collect spiritual objects for him and live in the demon cave two hundred miles south. We cultivate Qi-cultivating monsters in this world. They were all captured, a little spiritual energy was imprinted between their eyebrows, and then they were sent back to guard them."

After speaking, he sniffed the rice bag, raised his head and looked at Li Tongya warily. His words became smoother and smoother, and he squeaked:

"Is there such a good thing? Did you poison it?"

Li Tongya listened with great interest and asked quickly:

"What's the use of having your spirit sealed? Are you also having your spirit sealed by the pig demon?"

"Hey!"

Dahu raised his head unconvinced and shouted:

"One of the six caves in Dali Mountain is owned by the fox demon's grandmother. How dare the pig demon take away my spirit? It's really life-threatening."

"As for this spirit."

The fox demon sighed and said in a low voice:

"We monsters absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and after condensing it for six rounds, there is a little spiritual spirit between the eyebrows. Once it is damaged, the cultivation will be greatly damaged, and the essence will collapse, but it will only leave a handle in the hands of the pig demon..."

"I see."

Li Tongya nodded, having some understanding of the monster's methods. Seeing the big fox walking around Lingdao, he said softly:

"Are there any monsters in this area that have not been caught for Qi training that fellow Taoists know about?"

"There are still six more in this area. As for the position, you have to trade it with spiritual rice!"

The big fox blinked slyly, then saw Li Tongya smiling and saying:

"How long have you been alive, fox?"

"About three hundred years."

The big fox leaned under the roots of the big tree and squeaked:

"I was ignorant for the first sixty years. I only cultivated the fifth chakra when I was more than sixty years old and had some memories. Later, at the age of two hundred and seventy-seven, I gathered a breath of spiritual energy in my belly and broke through the practice of Qi. This is considered With a human-like sanity and a hundred years of cultivation alone, he is worthy of the fifth level of Qi training."

"Nearly four hundred years ago?!"

Li Tongya suddenly felt envious and whispered:

"Monsters like you are really alive. We can only live for two hundred years after we break through the Qi training."

"What's there to be envious of!"

The big fox squeaked and said lonely:

"My fox type can only practice Qi for five hundred years, and I'm about to use it up. I can only have the last hundred years or so of wisdom. I was ignorant for the first few hundred years, and I'm not as good as you immortals!"

Li Tongya also nodded, suddenly an idea came to him, and he said in a deep voice:

"Three hundred years ago, someone fought in Beilu. Do you have any impressions?"

"War?"

Dahu was stunned and whispered:

"There seems to be a big battle..."

"That night I huddled in the cave, and the earth shook. The voices of those immortals were like thunder, saying that they wanted to hand over something..."

Seeing Li Tongya's anxious face, Dahu stuttered slightly and said hesitantly:

"Tell me what...Ji...Jiuji secret decree. I was just a little demon with fetal breath at that time. How could I...remember so many things..."

Li Tongya asked carefully for a while, but couldn't find anything, so he had to give up and shook his head in disappointment. Then he saw that the fox lowered his head in guilt and replied:

"I have heard a rumor about Beilu."

Li Tongya raised his head with interest, and Dahu opened his mouth and said:

"I once heard a passing fox brother tell me about my grandmother in the cave. When she was more than three hundred years old, she was begging for food here in the north. She was sleeping soundly in the cave when a white-haired immortal suddenly pulled her over. Pulled out of the tree hole."

"The white-haired immortal's cultivation was unfathomable, so he asked: 'You little fox, have you ever eaten a human?'

At that time, Beilu had just experienced the war and was not yet inhabited, so my grandmother said: "I have never eaten it." "

The big fox was fascinated by what he was talking about, and Li Tongya was also fascinated by what he heard. The big fox imitated the voice so vividly that the immortal's voice was ethereal and came out of the dust. The fox's voice was hesitant, and Li Tongya almost applauded it.

"The white-haired sage said: 'There is a group of villagers at the foot of this mountain. Watch out for me and protect them for two hundred years, and I will grant you a blessing.'

Grandma nodded repeatedly, and the white-haired immortal left a trace of good fortune at the center of her eyebrows, and then floated away. "

Li Tongya asked quickly:

"What fortune?"

"how could I know!"

Dahu rolled his eyes and continued:

"Therefore, my fox tribe in Dali Mountain has never eaten people. Although two hundred years have passed, my grandmother still restrains the demon tribe in Dali Mountain. A few years ago, a big bird ate people at the foot of the mountain, which made my grandmother angry. He was unhappy and drove him out of the mountain. He was not allowed to come close to the thousand-mile radius of Mount Dali, otherwise he would be eaten."

"Ouch."

Li Tongya nodded and thought to himself:

"My Li family has been farming here in the northern foothills for three hundred years. I have never heard of any family having immortals in their ancestors. I don't know if this story is true or not. Just listen to it."

After looking at the fox, Li Tongya asked:

"Do you have a name, fellow Taoist?"

The big fox curled his lips and squeaked:

"I live under this big banyan tree all year round. They all call me Bai Ronghu. As for my last name, we monsters don't care about that."

Li Tongya nodded, cupped his hands and said:

"My dear Li Tongya, I gave you a lesson today and I have benefited a lot. I will come back to visit fellow Taoist Taoist monks in a few months."

Watching Li Tongya ride away in the wind, Dahu let out a long breath, plopped down on the ground, picked up a piece of spiritual rice and put it into his mouth, licked it carefully, and murmured to himself:

"It smells so good..."

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Li Xuanxuan succeeded to the position of the head of the family, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye. Although the majority of the Li family is still wearing white clothes, they are gradually getting used to Li Xuanxuan's days as the head of the family.

Li Tongya spent most of his time in seclusion when he returned to the mountain, while Li Xuanfeng was immersed in killing demons and practicing cultivation. Li Xuanxuan has become the nominal and actual controller of the Li family. He is cautious in doing things in his early twenties and arranges things at home properly. when.

Sitting at the top of the courtyard, Li Xiewen stood sideways. Li Xuanxuan looked down at Chen Donghe with a smile and whispered:

"How are you thinking about it?"

Chen Donghe frowned, clasped his fists, and said in a deep voice:

"The marriage is of great importance. Dong He cannot make a conclusion in vain. He should go home and ask his father before we discuss it."

Li Xuanxuan put down the tea bowl and said warmly:

"It should be like this, Donghe must not have any worries. After all, the rules in the family are like this. Only the head of the Li family can practice the "Jianghe Yiqi Jue". As a brother, I also begged my father hard to get the opportunity..."

Chen Donghe nodded hurriedly, thanked him repeatedly, and stepped back. Li Xiewen asked someone to take down the tea on his table and said respectfully:

"Master, Xuan Feng is also fourteen years old, and the wedding should be put on the agenda."

"good."

Li Xuanxuan nodded slightly, spread out the wooden slips in his hand, counted a few breaths, and asked:

"How many talismans will Father Zhong send down the mountain this month?"

"Go home, five pieces."

"The talisman ink and talisman paper at home have been depleted, and Xuan Feng will have to go to Fangshi this month."

Li Xuanxuan gave an order. As the number of people in the clan gradually increased, the spiritual fields on the territory were basically developed. Every year, after excluding the offerings to the Qingchi Sect and the support of the monks at home, there was still a lot of surplus.

"Excluding the offerings, the spiritual rice can still produce three hundred kilograms every year. The annual clan salary for the big sect monks is ten kilograms, the small sect's five kilograms, and the branches' one kilogram. A total of eighty-six kilograms, and there are still two spiritual stones left."

Originally, the Li family did not have so many monks in the family, but now people with spiritual abilities from the four towns have merged into the Li family through marriages and other methods, and most of them have become small sect monks, so there are spiritual rice rewards.

"Every year Zhongfu can draw about sixty talismans, which are sold for twenty spirit stones. After excluding the cost, he can earn two or three spirit stones. Plus Xuan Feng and Dong He go into the mountains to kill the monsters, all of which are worth it. The annual income can reach seven spiritual stones, which is roughly the price of a fetal breath weapon."

There are still more than 70 spiritual stones in stock at home. The Li family has been saving up to prepare a large array for Lijing Mountain. The income from each spiritual stone can make Li Xuanxuan happy.