Chapter 5: The Immortal Cultivation Family, the Yu Family Big red lanterns are hung high. Red, not the red of joy, but the red of blood. Inside Li Garden, under the pavilion, Taoist Qingwen showed Li Xunhuan the cruelest scene in the world of immortal cultivation. What does it mean to kick someone when he's down? But on the surface, everyone is a gentleman. Taoist priest Qingwen stroked his beard, with a fair look, like a Taoist who had attained enlightenment. "Lord City Lord, do you know the Yu family of Zhuye Mountain?" "I don't know." Li Xunhuan was startled. His cultivation level was low before, and he practiced Taoism steadily. After getting the golden finger, he also lived in seclusion.
As for the many immortal cultivation families outside Jiayuan City, I only know their names. Taoist Qingwen nodded with a smile, having expected that Li Xunhuan would be ignorant. This city lord is obviously a scholar. Not only is he not good at management, but he is also obsessed with spiritual practice. This made him want to help him even more. What a wonderful thing it is to persuade a good family to get into the water. Seeing the look on Taoist Qingwen's face, Li Xunhuan secretly raised his guard and asked, "Master, what's the matter?" "There is one thing, to be precise, that is a good thing." "Master, please speak frankly." "Have you ever heard of Mr. Yu from the Yu family, Lord City Lord?" Li Xunhuan was puzzled and asked even though he knew the answer? The old man of the Yu family is a rare foundation-building cultivator. How could the cultivators in Lanzhou not know him? He answered honestly, "I have heard of this, but I have only heard of it." "Haha, that's right. It's normal that you haven't heard of it, City Lord. The old man of the Yu family is 200 years old this year, and there are no new foundation-building cultivators in the family." At this point, Taoist Qingwen used drinking to cover up the heat in his heart. "It's normal not to know. If they knew, the Yu family would be in real danger." He put a lot of emphasis on the word 'danger'. The implication is obvious. It was a blatant notification that the old man of the Yu family was about to die, and the Yu family must either run away or die. A whale falls and everything comes into being.
The Yu family fell, and the wandering cultivators were well fed. After saying this, Taoist Qingwen looked at Li Xunhuan, expecting to see expressions of greed, desire, and fear. This is what he looked like at the beginning. But when he saw that Li Xunhuan had a calm expression and there was no curiosity in his eyes, he couldn't help feeling a little depressed. There is a huge gap between the immortal cultivation families and the individual cultivators. Kung Fu, magical instruments, elixirs, inheritance, each of these is not something that a casual cultivator can easily obtain. As a fellow cultivator, shouldn’t we be happy to hear the news of a family being wiped out? This is a rare opportunity to make a fortune. It's impossible that this city lord has such high moral standards that he can't bear to do something that would ruin his family? Then he wanted Li Xunhuan to learn bad things. We are all monks of the Black Evil Sect, why should you be clean? Taoist Qingwen continued to speak with temptation. "Does the city lord know about Master Feiyu of Tainan Valley?" "But he is one of the three great foundation-building cultivators in Lanzhou, Master Feiyu?" Li Xunhuan pretended to be very shocked, which was in line with his identity as a casual cultivator. If you are simply not interested, then there is something wrong. Sure enough, Taoist Qingwen saw that Li Xunhuan's expression finally changed, and he was delighted. He finally found what Li Xunhuan was interested in. “That’s right, building a foundation is extremely difficult. There are tens of thousands of independent cultivators like us, but there are only three foundation-building independent cultivators, and Master Feiyu is one of them. Master Feiyu, out of pity for us independent cultivators who are bullied by the immortal cultivation families and sects, he specially built a market in Tainan Valley to provide us independent cultivators with an opportunity for fair trade. How majestic. " How similar this is to the ambition of their Black Evil Sect's leader. Speaking of Master Feiyu, Taoist Qingwen could hardly hide his fanatical admiration for him. Li Xunhuan also made a similar expression. a long time, "Master, what do you mean by saying this?" Taoist Qingwen paused as he poured the wine. Although he had reached the late stage of Qi training and had developed spiritual awareness, he still looked around like an ordinary person, looking very cautious. When his spiritual awareness confirmed that there were no cultivators, he came closer to Li Xunhuan and said softly and mysteriously, "The leader of the group of independent cultivators who attacked the Yu family this time was Master Feiyu." "what?" Li Xunhuan screamed in shock. This isn't entirely an act.
This was the first time he had experienced, or heard of, such a daring and audacious cultivator. It should be known that the mortal world adheres to a principle: the big bully the small, the realm crushes each other, and there will be a great battle between people of the same realm. If it is possible to avoid fighting, then don't fight. Taoist Qingwen was very satisfied with Li Xunhuan's expression, as if he saw him step by step towards the abyss. And he reminded me solemnly, "Keep your voice down, don't let anyone else hear." We are all cultivators, why are you pretending? Li Xun Huan pretended to look around, and after confirming that no one was around, he lowered his voice and asked excitedly, "Master, is this true?" "Authenticity, absolutely authenticity." "Then, Taoist priest, what do you mean by telling me this?" Li Xunhuan's face was full of fanaticism, as if he was full of longing for all kinds of treasures after the Yu family was ruined. "My Lord City Lord, I originally planned to join the team alone and not tell anyone." "Understanding, things are planned and achieved through secrecy." "But seeing that you, my brother, have nothing, I thought of helping you." Taoist Qingwen looked at Li Xunhuan and didn't know what words to use to describe his poverty, so he could only describe it directly. He patted his chest and promised, "When the time comes, you must follow me closely. With my cultivation in the late stage of Qi training, I guarantee that you will benefit greatly." At least, there should be a mid-grade magical weapon. He also wants a top-grade magical weapon. He swore that he meant well. However, when he heard that he was going to join the team to go to Pojia, Li Xunhuan immediately shook his head. "No, my cultivation is too low, so I'd better not go. Xun Huan is in Jiayuan City, just be good and collect the things for the leader." Taoist priest Qingwen pulled back his beard again, and his eyes were as big as copper bells. Can’t I go out and practice Tribulation Cultivation after reaching the fourth level of Qi training? Although it is a bit low. However, those who cannot break through the fourth level of Qi training, and those with useless or five spiritual roots, also fight desperately for the cultivation of immortality. Besides, they were just drinking some soup. "Lord City Lord, don't you want to have a top-grade magic weapon instead of breaking through earlier?" "Master, of course I do." Li Xun Huan nodded, then shook his head. "But I think that destroying a family is not a good thing."
Compassionate and sympathetic to the world, scholar. Taoist Qingwen labeled Li Xunhuan with many labels, and finally gave him a thumbs up and said unhappily, "You are amazing, you are noble." How similar to him in the beginning. What would have happened if he had continued like this? He shook his head, guessing that he had died at the hands of an unknown person a long time ago, and the grass on his grave was now very tall. To cultivate immortality one must fight, to fight for this glimmer of hope. However, the look in his eyes when he looked at Li Xunhuan became more and more friendly. Bad guys also want to have a good friend. The darker you are, the more you yearn for light. At this point, he lost interest and snorted, expressing his anger. Finally, he asked, "You really don't want to go?" "Taoist Master, walk slowly." Taoist Qingwen shook off the dust from his top-grade magic weapon and left. Seeing Li Xunhuan's envious eyes, he couldn't suppress the smile and left. As he watched Taoist Qingwen disappear into the darkness, a smile flashed in Li Xunhuan's eyes. Scholars, I will act until you cry. Then he turned around and went back to continue practicing. Ice Spirit Root, here he comes. (End of this chapter)