Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Li Changhu woke up from his trance for the sixth time. He gritted his teeth and sat cross-legged again to calm down.

"Too difficult."

After practicing for more than three months, he could only condense a few rays of moonlight. Xiang Ping had already tried to condense the Xuanjing Wheel. Tongya had also condensed more than 70 rays of moonlight. Only he, Li Changhu, was still spinning in single digits.

Compared with the ease and ease with which his two younger brothers practiced, Li Changhu found it extremely difficult to guide his spiritual energy across the twelve-story building. Even the talismans in the Qi Sea Cave were listless and dull.

Even when he was refining the moonlight, let alone during the day, he couldn't even feel the moonlight at night when the moonlight was a little bad. Now these few rays of moonlight still rely on the Dharma Jian to condense them.

"well."

Li Changhu already knew that he had no talent in cultivating immortals. Every time it was his turn to practice with the help of Dharma Jian, he felt extremely guilty and consciously blocked the path of his brothers.

Awakening from trance for the seventh time, Li Changhu looked gloomy. He looked at Li Tongya and Li Xiangping beside him. He quietly got up and walked out the door.

Li Mutian was bending over and polishing a long knife in the backyard.

He held the back of the knife with his right hand, pinched the blade with the thumb and index finger of his left hand, held the knife steadily with both hands, and polished it repeatedly on the sharpening stone.

Li Changhu looked firm and said:

"Father."

"What's the matter?" Li Mutian said calmly without raising his head.

"I'm afraid I'm not a cultivator." Li Changhu replied with some shame.

"Then you won't practice cultivation?" Li Mutian raised his head and looked at him coldly.

"If it's not right, don't cultivate it." Li Changhu had already prepared a draft, looked at his father and explained:

"My talent is far inferior to that of Tong Ya and Xiang Ping, let alone Jing'er. I can barely practice with the help of Dharma Jian. During the day, I might as well help my father sort out the family property and go for a walk in the fields. It won't make people sick. suspicion."

"That's fine."

Li Mutian thought for a while, his expression softened a lot, he shook his head and said:

"Forget it tomorrow, go prepare for Xiang Ping's wedding. Don't make it too public. Just invite some relatives and keep it low-key."

"Yes." Li Changhu nodded heavily and hurried to the main courtyard.

Unexpectedly, after entering the main courtyard, he saw his wife Ren sitting in the courtyard, sewing clothes and chatting with Tian Yun. The female relatives were not allowed to enter the ancestral hall in the backyard, so they had to wait here.

Tian Yun saw Li Changhu coming out and the couple seemed to be talking to each other, so she smiled and made an excuse to go back to Tian's house.

"What's wrong, Ping'er?" Li Changhu saw his wife, his eyebrows softened a lot, and he looked at her and asked softly.

"Long Lake."

Ren Ping'er had a dignified appearance, with a bit of joy in her eyebrows, and said in a low voice:

"I have it."

"What?" Li Changhu was so shocked that the depression and irritation in his mind disappeared. His face turned red and he asked excitedly:

"Really?"

"I can't lie to you anymore. My mother-in-law has seen it, so I have it." Ren Ping'er nodded shyly and said.

"Father, father! Ping'er is here!"

Li Changhu laughed and was overjoyed. He quickly shouted and walked towards the backyard.

"Dangqiang..."

Hearing the sound of iron weapons clashing, Li Mutian immediately put down his knife, hurried to the main courtyard, and asked excitedly:

"What did you say?"

"The screen is here!" Li Changhu said with a smile, as silly as a child.

"well."

Li Mutian laughed heartily, patted the blushing Ren Ping'er, and said loudly to Li Changhu:

"I'll go get him, sir, so you can look at her."

Li Changhu nodded repeatedly, pulled Ren Ping'er to sit down, and carefully greeted her.

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backyard

Li Xiangping made a magic trick and slowly woke up from trance.

He reached out and picked up the wooden slip standing in front of him, loosened the tied cloth strip, and unfolded it with a "clatter".

Under the bright moonlight, the large characters at the beginning of the volume are clearly visible:

"Golden Light Technique"

The "Taiyin Breathing and Nourishing Wheel Sutra" could not be read or written, but the accompanying magic formula could be dictated and written down. Li Tongya and others copied the spells they had obtained and passed them on to each other.

The volume of "Golden Light Technique" in front of him is the spell obtained by Li Chijing. Li Xiangping had completed the Xuanjing Wheel a few nights ago, so he borrowed this spell to practice.

"Golden Light Technique" is not difficult. After reading and comparing it for two nights, Li Xiangping understood all the tricks in his heart.

He turned his left hand, and a radiant golden light emerged from his palm.

"Golden Light Technique!"

This is a technique for attacking and protecting the way. By pinching the secret and casting the spell, a golden light can be condensed, which is extremely sharp.

This golden light can be attached to the sword to kill the enemy, or it can be thrown out, which is particularly powerful.

After waving his hand to disperse the spell, Li Xiangping walked out of the courtyard. Several brothers were practicing cross-legged practice. He found a bluestone at the door, hugged it with both hands, and shouted in a low voice:

"rise!"

Unexpectedly, Li Xiangping picked up the bluestone easily and even raised his head and took a few steps back due to excessive force.

"At the end of the fetal life, the life span is one hundred and twenty years. The magic power flows through the orifices. The body is light, the strength is strong, the ears are clear, and the eyesight is clear. The magic is performed by pinching the secrets, which is extraordinary."

Li Xiangping recalled the description in the "Taiyin Tu Na Yang Lun Sutra" and couldn't help laughing, and carried the bluestone into the backyard.

He straightened the bluestone, stepped back three feet, cast a magic seal, and a golden light jumped out from his palm, slashing straight at the bluestone.

"Dang~"

Bright sparks flashed past, and a medium-deep knife mark appeared on the surface of the bluestone. It retreated a full palm's distance, leaving pale white friction scratches on the ground.

"Good spell!"

But Li Tongya had already woken up from his trance, looked at Li Xiangping and said with a smile:

"This spell is most useful for Jing'er. A few days ago, he cast a spell and chopped off the rockery in the backyard. I didn't even dare to tell my father."

"In terms of cultivation, we are really not as good as Jing'er." Li Xiangping curled his lips, straightened the bluestone, and estimated the magic power in his body. He could probably cast four or five times.

"Jing'er entered Xuanjing in less than a month. Although there were Dharma books to help, it was too shocking." Li Tongya shook his head.

The six wheels of fetal breath are called Xuanjing, Chengming, Zhouxing, Qingyuan, Yujing, and Lingchu respectively. Among them, the three wheels of Xuanjing, Zhouxing, and Yujing are called the three passes of fetal breath, which are particularly difficult.

Li Chijing and others helped Fa Jian break through the fetal breath gate easily. From then on, there was no shortcut for the Chengming Wheel, so they had to breathe in the spiritual energy and condense the fetal breath.

"Introduction of Qi and practice of Hua, Xuanjing in the ninth month, breathing in and out, and clearness in the third month, it is called the best root and bone." Li Xiangping sat next to his second brother, reciting the description in the Sutra of Nourishment of the Wheel, and said to Li Tongya:

"With the help of foreign objects, this Xuanjing's standard can't be considered, but this March Chengming can be borrowed for comparison."

"Not bad." Li Tongya nodded slightly and whispered:

"Brother, he..."

"I'm afraid my elder brother is even worse than you and me." Li Xiangping said somewhat dullly, quietly looking at Dali Mountain under the night.

"I will adjust my breath for a few more days, and then I can try to condense the Xuanjing Wheel. If I succeed, all the Dharma Jian can be used for my elder brother's practice." Li Tongya thought.

Li Xiangping, who was looking at Dali Mountain, squinted his eyes, stood up suddenly, looked at the back mountain and said sternly:

"The thief is so brave!"