Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 171

The Zuzheng Courtyard is located at the foot of Lijing Mountain, close to the foot of the mountain. It used to be the courtyard of the Li family at the foot of the mountain. There are two courtyards on the left and right. The whole courtyard faces south and is rectangular.

The front yard is made of stone bricks, which is an open space. Every stone brick was compacted by the four brothers of the Li family. Li Changhu and Li Tongya laid bricks, and Li Xiangping and Li Chijing joined together. Maybe you can still see the immature fingerprints of the Sword Immortal at that time. My family's work is thoughtful and seamless, so far there has been no omission in the wind and rain.

Li Xiewen is now over 30 years old, a serious and upright middle-aged man, wearing ordinary clothes, standing in the front yard, Li Xuanxuan practiced in seclusion, and Li Yuan practiced the home, Li Xiewen consciously handed over the work in the town to He gave it to the eldest son, Li Pingyi, to work in the main courtyard of the clan.

Just like the night when Li Yesheng handed Lijing Town into his hands, Li Xiewen took Li Pingyi's hand. How prominent the pulse is now, Li Xiewen held Li Pingyi's hand and said solemnly:
"My lineage has governed Lijing Town for generations. Your elder father and Xiang Pinggong died together in the land of Shanyue, and your father and the master balanced the families in Lijing Town and restrained the disciples for 18 years. You must know my lineage. The ups and downs of the family depend entirely on the young Patriarch alone, and act with caution!"

Li Pingyi is a shrewd person. These things have always been seen in the eyes of children. He knew how to follow Li Yuanxiu since he was a child. Naturally, he understands his father's painstaking efforts. Now he has been assisting Li Yuanxiu's family for more than a year, and he has never slack off. .

Li Xiewen stood in the courtyard, and the clan soldiers who came and went from left to right bowed their heads and responded when they saw him. He replied one by one. After waiting for a stick of incense, he saw the eldest son Li Pingyi walk out of the courtyard, cupped his hands and said:
"Wencha, Master Zuzheng has gone down the mountain, please follow me."

The two have their own positions in the main courtyard of the clan, and the eyes of all clansmen are fixed on the father and son. Naturally, they dare not address each other as father and son in the courtyard. Li Pingyi called his father's position in the courtyard "inquiry", and Li Xiewen Then respectfully said:

"Thank you sir."

Li Xiewen followed Li Pingyi into the middle hall, and saw many clan soldiers standing quietly in the hall, His Highness was still kneeling with two people, both of them stripped off their shirts and whipped them with thorns, the blood splashed all over the ground, the two gritted their teeth. Dare to make a sound, there are gray and white wooden marks stuck on the head and neck, Li Xiewen took a closer look, one is "bullying women", the other is "greedy for money", it seems that they are not his children, and he immediately relaxed in one breath.

Bypassing the gloomy nave, the light in the back hall is much brighter. There are windows on both sides, letting in a few rays of sunlight, and shining bright lights. smoke.

Sitting at the top was a boy who looked sixteen or seventeen years old, with straight black hair, wearing an emerald jade crown, gentle sword eyebrows, smooth lines on his face, looking over with gray-black eyes, and said with a smile:
"Hearing that Uncle Xie Wen came to look for me, Yuan Xiu hurried down the mountain and made Uncle Xie Wen wait a little longer, please forgive me."

"Don't dare! Don't dare!"

Seeing his sincerity, Li Xiewen felt relieved when he heard it, but he didn't dare to take it too seriously, and said in a deep voice:

"This subordinate has received the duty of investigation and was ordered to supervise the Xiaozong and the branch cultivators. Recently, he got the news and hurriedly reported it."

"Uncle, please speak."

Li Yuanxiu nodded slightly, Li Xiewen cupped his hands and continued:

"The son of the Chen family paid homage to Li Qiuyang's sect, and made a baby marriage with his sixth daughter. The Chen family has already joined Qiuyang's lineage, so..."

"My uncle has already told me about it."

Li Yuanxiu waved his hand, obviously already knew about it, and said with a smile:
"My uncle and uncle of the Qiuyang family are the pillars of my family, so it doesn't matter."

Li Xiewen could see that Li Yuanxiu didn't want to delve into this matter, and interrupted himself deliberately, saying something would offend someone, so he gave up immediately and continued:

"Now there are more than 500 people in the Ye family branch of my Li family, and there are 200 people in the Xiaozong. There are eight monks in total. The disciples who participated in the struggle of the three monks with different surnames have been identified one by one. There are more than 600 mortals... monks There are three."

"Well."

Li Yuanxiu frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said softly:
"Most of these mortals are married to monks with foreign surnames, and getting involved is inevitable..."

"As for the monks of the family, Xiaozong is not a single family. He has relatives and family members, relatives, likes and dislikes, and the entanglement of interests is not easy to deal with."

Looking at Li Xiewen next, Li Yuanxiu said softly:

"The uncle of the clan spotted the talented disciple among them, and transferred him to Huaqian Mountain to practice with his uncle, away from these right and wrong, and the rest of them are just those who have been trapped in the womb all their lives. If you want to fight, let him fight In the end, the fight is nothing more than a handful of ashes, let people keep an eye on it, as long as it is not too ugly, the rest will be left to him."

"Yes."

Li Xiewen responded in a deep voice, and explained some messy details, then bowed and retreated, and Li Pingyi looked at Li Yuanxiu, and said in a low voice:
"Zuzheng, should our people continue to contribute to the flames..."

"No need, just withdraw."

Li Yuanxiu collected the wooden slips on the case, took a tea bowl and drank it, and replied:
"It took a long time to make a real fire, but it's not beautiful. Now the intensity is just right, making them gnashing their teeth but helpless."

"The number of monks in the family is increasing day by day, and the monks are not really inhumane. The spiritual rice and the spiritual stone can make them fight, and the struggle will happen sooner or later. With such a push now, whoever is treacherous and who is cunning, It is clear who is prudent and who is honest, and when something happens, there is also a reference."

Li Pingyi nodded in response, Li Yuanxiu drew a picture on the cloth in front of him with a brush, raised his slender eyebrows, and said in a low voice:
"However, most of the elders in the family are retreating now, and things should be done in a stable manner. Don't disturb the elders. You should send a few people to watch out. If something really happens, warn in advance, and it will be ugly if people die."

"My subordinate understands."

Li Pingyi cupped his hands, recalled the reports of the past few days, and suddenly something came to his mind, Li Pingyi whispered:

"Zuzheng, that person from the Tian family broke through the five-level jade wheel of fetal breath, and thus gave birth to spiritual consciousness. Everything around him is clear and clear. The children in the clan were almost spotted by him many times, so the subordinates had to tell them to go first. Withdraw it, so that it won't be exposed."

"Five-level monks of fetal breath have already transcended the common world and are inconvenient to manage. I have also considered this matter."

Li Yuanxiu put down the writing brush in his hand, obviously he had worries for a long time, and said in a low voice:

"A monk has reached the fifth level or peak of the fetal breath, and under the blessing of his cultivation base, he is already inhuman, and he cannot live under the control of the Clan Zhengyuan."

"I'm thinking of writing a letter to Meichi Peak, telling monks above the fifth level of fetal breath to be separated from the crowd. It would be too wasteful to ask him to farm with spiritual knowledge. You can go into the mountain to kill some monsters or Make some talisman paper, don't have to be under the control of the mountain."

Li Yuanxiu paused, thought over his thoughts for a while, and continued:
"It's just that there are still too few monks who are born with spiritual consciousness in the family, and it is difficult to separate out an organization. When the monks with other surnames in the family grow up slowly, this matter will be put on the table sooner or later."

"Young Patriarch thinks right."

(End of this chapter)