That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 363 I Entered the Realm of the Earth Immortal

A soft sigh sounded in Mrs. Li's ear.

Mrs. Li suddenly raised her head and saw a figure appearing beside her out of thin air. She was subconsciously afraid, but then she reacted and laughed at herself. There is nothing to be afraid of a couple who have slept together for more than ten years.

It was her husband Li Qingyu who came, but Li Qingyu at this time was a little different from usual, his face seemed to be shrouded in a layer of gray mist, and his pupils were dark as if bottomless.

Mrs. Li secretly pointed to the two land tornadoes in the distance, and asked in a low voice: "Qing Yu, did you create this formation?"

Li Qingyu said flatly: "Yes."

Mrs. Li was shocked, her face changed dramatically, "What did you do behind my back?"

Li Qingyu, whose face was getting darker and darker, said softly: "I have entered the fairyland of the earth."

Mrs. Li thought she had heard wrong, and frowned, "What did you say?"

Li Qingyu repeated unhurriedly; "I, Li Qingyu, have already become the Immortal of Happy Earth."

Mrs. Li's eyes widened, but years of self-cultivation still made her suppress the shock in an instant, and she tried her best to keep calm and asked, "What are you going to do?"

This is where she was clever. She didn't ask Li Qingyu how to become an Earth Immortal, but directly asked him what he was going to do.

Li Qingyu stared at her deeply, didn't speak, just smiled.

Mrs. Li understood his meaning in an instant, grabbed his hand suddenly, and couldn't help but angrily said: "I won't let you go."

Li Qingyu turned his head and glanced at the direction of Qingxianju, and whispered softly: "It's too late, there is no room for two tigers on one mountain, and there is no turning back for me."

Mrs. Li shook her head and said, "But that is your biological father after all."

Li Qingyu also shook his head and said: "I am the Patriarch of the Li Family. I have been the Patriarch of the Li Family for 20 years, but no one has ever regarded me as the Patriarch of the Li Family."

"Father, with his temperament, looked down on me and regarded me as mud that couldn't support the wall, but he guarded me everywhere and let me stay in the fairyland for many years."

"No way, I can only find a way out by myself."

Li Qingyu spoke in an unhurried manner, his sleeves fluttering without any wind, and there was a buzzing sound.

He stretched out his hand, gently opened his wife's fingers, and said softly, "Wait here for me to come back."

The woman's eyes were red, "Don't die."

Li Qingyu stepped forward, "I want to make this Li family our Li family."

The woman watched Li Qingyu walk away slowly, leaning against a pillar and hurting herself, as if all the strength in her body had been drained little by little.

In any case, both of them are husband and wife, and they have supported each other for more than ten years.

She bowed her head and said to herself: "Li Qingyu, don't make me a widow."

Leisure home.

Under the eyes of Wu Yu and others, Li Qingyu walked slowly into it, walking like a dragon and a tiger.

Forbearance to bow his head for most of his life, he finally showed the demeanor that a head of the Li family should have at this moment.

Along the way, Li Qingyu recalled many past events, some good and some bad, but generally speaking, most of them were bad, and looking at the first half of his life, it seemed that he had never been in high spirits.

Li Qingyu stopped, looked at Li Zijian who was confronting Xu Beiyou, and said with a light smile, "Today, I will be very energetic."

From the moment Li Qingyu walked into Qingxianju, Li Zijian had already seen him. The old man was not too surprised, and his expression was extremely calm. What?"

The sound waves rolled out, shaking the trees in the entire other courtyard to rustle again, and even bent an obvious oblique arc, as if worshiping the emperor.

Li Qingyu said calmly: "Qingyu came here to ask his father to retire and return to old age."

Is Li Zijian old?

No one in the Li family, Jiangling, Huzhou, or even the entire Jiangnan would think so.

Because Li Zijian is an Earth Immortal in the twelfth-floor realm, his lifespan can reach more than two hundred years old, and Li Zijian, who is less than one hundred years old, is in the peak state of an Earth Immortal.

The Earth Immortal has already attained the Little Eternal Life. From the perspective of an Earth Immortal, it is not an exaggeration to say that Li Zijian is in his prime.

But Li Qingyu asked him to retire to his old age and completely let go of the power of the Li family.

When Li Qingyu uttered these words, layers of lead clouds in the sky were lowered again, as if standing on the roof was within reach.

Li Zijian laughed loudly after being silent for a while, "Li Qingyu, today you are like my Li Zijian's son, come here, even if you do something, let my father see how you, an unfilial son, will let my father retire and retire to old age. "

Li Qingyu didn't speak, but just opened his hands.

I saw two land tornadoes in the Li family's mansion in the distance rising from the ground and returning to the sky, and then the overwhelming black clouds in the sky began to rotate violently, and finally formed a huge vortex like a funnel, connecting the sky and the earth.

Among them, thunder was lingering, falling from the sky continuously, bursting out huge potholes, and the intensity intensified.

When Li Zijian saw this scene, his face was expressionless, and he was not in a hurry to make a move.

In these years, he has devoted himself to cultivation, step by step, he has reached the current realm of the twelfth floor of the earth fairy. In this life, he may not be able to reach the height of Zhang Zhaonu, and Li Qingyu obviously achieved his current state with the help of external forces, even if it is also the realm of the twelfth floor. No matter how well the air mechanism is running or the experience in dealing with the enemy, they are far inferior to him, so how can they compare with him.

Since Li Zijian didn't try to stop him, Li Qingyu let go of his actions completely. His aura was soaring, his clothes fluttered, he stretched out his hands and folded his palms in front of his chest, and said slowly, "Buddhas and demons are on the line!"

A black shadow with a height of twenty feet rises from behind him, the face of the black shadow is constantly changing, or compassionate, or staring, or solemn, or calm, or angry, it varies.

With Li Qingyu's foothold as the core, black clouds in the sky pressed down, and then countless black auras instantly filled the entire Qingxianju like flying ghosts.

The vegetation in the courtyard withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, the green color faded quickly, and the ground was withered and yellow.

Immediately afterwards, the maids and servants here also aged rapidly, their skin shriveled, their flesh and blood melted, and they turned into mummified corpses in an instant. The wind blows away.

In the end, the ground under his feet seemed to have been absorbed by water, and began to dry up and crack, almost completely deserted.

There are ancient records in the Taoist sect that the drought demon came to the world, and the red land was thousands of miles away.

With such power and influence now, there is already a bit of drought.

In just a few breaths, the originally lush and vibrant Qingxianju has become a dead place, and only a few monks in the realm of the earth are left safe and sound.

Li Zijian's white hair was blown by the Qi machine, and he said calmly: "It turned out to be a demonic figure who claims to break through all aspects of Buddhism with one method, but the demon has always fed on the host. The higher the cultivation level of the host, the greater the supernatural power of the demon. You If you practice this method, won't you be afraid that one day you will be devoured by the demon?"

Li Qingyu kept silent, all the vitality gathered in his body along with the black breath, and then he began to regain his youth. His gray temples gradually turned black and blue, and his flesh and skin were like dead wood in spring, thriving.

He seemed to be 20 years younger.

Xu Jingwei, who followed Li Qingyu to this place, watched from a distance. After seeing this scene, he couldn't help but frowned and said, "I didn't expect that Li Qingyu would secretly cultivate the appearance of the demon behind my back. Could it be that the Xuanjiao also participated in it?"

Lightning flashed and thunder thundered in the leisurely center, and then the torrential rain finally poured down from the sky.

The wind and rain are like darkness, just like the Li family at this time.

(End of this chapter)