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Chapter 69 Old Daoist
Li Xiangping closed his eyes and felt it for a while, his face suddenly turned pale, he gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice.

"Ten goddamn qi-training monks? How can someone save this plague-stricken one? Where did the Ji family get so many qi-training monks!"

Lu Jiangxian in the mirror kept urging the mirror to transmit information. Looking at the seven auras guarding the most central one, he thought to himself:

"What kind of thing is this? If Li Xiangping hadn't been extremely cautious, someone else would have bumped into it in a hurry and would have died suddenly."

Only then did Lu Jiangxian heave a sigh of relief, but he suddenly discovered that there was another aura of Qi training rising from Wangyue Lake.

Li Xiangping also closed his eyes to check again, and felt a tyrannical aura rising from the direction of Wangyue Lake from a distance, swaying in the air, and heading towards the west.

Lu Jiangxian's heart suddenly rang alarm bells, feeling the strong sense of familiarity and attraction of that aura, and almost cursed out loud:

"This fucking is clearly the aura that can mend the Dharma Book that I felt in Wangyue Lake a few years ago!"

The naked greed and malice of the aura of qi training was like a big light bulb flashing red in the range of spiritual consciousness, and many thoughts flashed like lightning in Lu Jiangxian's mind.

"This man must have come here for me, and he has been dormant in Moon Lake for at least ten years!"

Li Xiangping was also stunned, seeing the aura coming straight towards him like a shooting star, his hairs stood on end, he slapped a magical movement on his leg, turned around and ran towards the north.

"Who is this person?! How can this person come towards me so clearly from such a distance? My mother, I have been harmed by the Wan family!"

While running wildly, thoughts kept flashing in Li Xiangping's mind.

"This person came from the sky, he must be a Qi training cultivator, and he must not run to the west side of the house! My death is a trivial matter, if I lead this person to my home, it will be a death sentence."

"The Fajian is still in my hands, so I must not throw it away."

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Wan Xiaohua looked at Ji Dengqi who was standing quietly outside the formation, hatred almost flew out of his eyes, standing beside him was a man wearing a stone blue engraved silk cloak, with a broad forehead and an arrogant face, who was talking dissatisfiedly road:

"Brother Wan, why didn't the Li family make a move? Didn't they say to lock Huaqian's formation and then do it?"

"Brother Pingyuan, be safe and don't be impatient, just wait a little longer!"

This man is exactly the Lu family who Li Tongya met on Guanyun Peak to practice Qi, and now the Wan family has paid a lot of money to invite him to help out, so Ji Dengqi must be killed.

Wan Xiaohua smiled wryly, doubts abounded in his heart, and secretly said:
"This Li Xiangping is also a smart person. How could he not understand the truth of the death of lips and teeth? Once my Wan family perishes, the Ji family will be next to the Li family and the Lu family. Even Lu Pingyuan, an idiot, can see that he wants to help my Wan family to hang on. , why doesn't Li Xiangping know about this?"

Sighing deeply, Wan Xiaohua's heart became more and more uneasy.

After waiting for another stick of incense, Lu Pingyuan got up cursingly, disregarding Wan Xiaohua's dissuasion, took the flying shuttle out, and shouted at Ji Deng at the foot of the mountain:

"Then the Patriarch of the Ji family!"

"You can't break through this tortoise's shell, so what's the use of wasting your time around this mountain? I've got all these thousands of families covered by Lu's family, so get out of here quickly, lest you and I have to do another one."

As soon as the words fell, both Wan Xiaohua in the mountain and Ji Dengqi at the foot of the mountain were speechless for a while, Wan Xiaohua only felt suffocated for a while, thinking viciously in his heart:

"Such an idiot can practice Qi?! It's really unfair!"

Ji Dengqi squinted his eyes, his heart was full of disdain, and he said in a low voice:

"I have more brains than this guy's underpants."

After saying that, he lifted the knife and was about to jump forward, but he saw a burst of laughter in the void, as if an invisible curtain had been pulled away, and surrounded by a group of monks, the man in gold finally appeared, holding his belly and pointing Lu Pingyuan at the bottom laughed loudly and said:
"Hahaha, it's interesting, there are people who are more arrogant than me."

Wan Xiaohua in the formation looked up at the sky, seeing the figure of the group of cultivators standing in the air, his face turned pale for a while, his mind buzzed and went blank.

"One, two, three... eight, Qi training... is all Qi training... how is that possible!"

He suddenly felt extremely distressed in his chest, almost vomited a mouthful of blood, and shouted with all his might:

"Yuan Kai! Wan Kai!"

Wan Kai was also panic-stricken, and hurried up to support the Patriarch, his eyes were slightly red, and he said in a deep voice:
"Patriarch, Yuan Kai is here."

Wan Xiaohua took a breath, and said coldly:
"I'm afraid our Wan family is doomed today, and if Li Xiangping has been missing for so long, I'm afraid it's more ominous than good."

"Call all the direct descendants of the family. Once the big formation is shattered, immediately cross the mountain in different directions in batches, and walk in the direction of the Li family and the Lu family."

Wan Xiaohua's face was pale, but his mind was unusually clear, he slapped himself hard, and said in a deep voice:

"No, Ji Dengqi will never let my Wanjia go like this."

"Pass down my order. Only those who have passed through the spiritual aperture of the three generations and are aged between seven and 15 can go west. The rest of the people and you and my direct line will stay on the mountain and flee in all directions when the formation breaks. Ji Dengqi will not kill them all." They won't let my Wanjia go."

"The children of concubines..."

Wan Xiaohua was giving orders, but felt a great shock, and blood rain fell from the sky, that Lu Pingyuan couldn't beg for mercy, and he was torn to pieces by the man in golden clothes with a laugh.

The man in gold shook his hands, picked up his storage bag casually, poked his spiritual sense into it to check carefully, and immediately frowned and cursed in a low voice.

"Poor ghost."

Turning his head to look at the golden lock Huaqian formation, the golden man flashed a long knife with red flames in his hand, and said with a smile:
"Let me give Wan Huaqian's handwriting a try."

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Li Xiangping had just run out for a while, when he felt the wind gusts all around, an old man in Taoist robes was slowly stopping in front of him with a flying shuttle, and lightly raised the whisk in his hand, he said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Lu Jiangxian in the mirror suddenly shuddered, feeling waves of attraction coming from the old man, as if there was an invisible thread connecting him, his heart moved suddenly, and he thought to himself:
"This person is already in the middle stage of Qi training, and he looks like he is on the fifth or sixth level of Qi training. Now he's in trouble."

Li Xiangping gritted his teeth and said in a low voice:
"Who are you, why should you block my way?"

The old man laughed, and said slowly:

"The old Taoist has been guarding Moon Lake for almost 30 years, and finally he is a fellow Taoist."

After saying that, he pulled his hand lightly, and took out a snow-white jade pendant. The jade pendant was emitting a faint white light, and the tail seemed to be drawn by an invisible silk thread, pointing straight at Li Xiangping.

"Fellow Daoist, if you hand over the things, the old Daoist can still leave a whole body for you."

(End of this chapter)