Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 413 The Secret of Magic
Li Xizhi dealt with the big and small people in the market casually, and took the time to go to the courtyard, where the eldest father Li Xuanxuan was holding a talisman pen, dipped in some spirit ink, and carefully sketched.

The old man has been drawing talismans for more than 70 years, and he can draw fine lines with his eyes closed. He raised his gray eyebrows, looked at Li Xizhi, outlined them firmly in his hands, and said with a smile:
"Zhi'er is here."

Li Xizhi responded respectfully. With a movement of Li Xuanxuan's hand, a talisman has emerged. It is the [Guiyuan Shield] in the late stage of Qi training.
"It's just a commoner, and it can't be compared with the talismans in your sect."

Li Xizhi looked at it twice, and said softly:
"It is indeed a lot worse. Dafather's talisman technique has already achieved a high level of attainment, but there is no superior inheritance, and it is wasted on this talisman."

"The threshold for the art of talismans is low, and there are more and more wasteful casual cultivators like me."

Li Xuanxuan smiled and waved his hands, took out [Dinglin Feng] from the storage bag, handed the gleaming golden artifact into his hands, and said:

"This [Dingyan Feng] has Situ Mo's name on it, and the mark of the boring golden gate. I dare not take it and use it. I hope to find a family in the square market, and remake it for me. Fix it, it will work anyway."

He twirled his beard and said in a Cang voice:
"I took the opportunity to go out. Who knows that there are few alchemists in the market who can practice and reform. They are afraid of offending Tong Jinmen, so they just kicked me out. The only one who is willing to take over is asking a sky-high price! Look at this ...Phew!"

Li Xizhi understood, took the magic weapon, and said with a smile:

"Leave it to my grandson. Although I can't act recklessly in this market to make money, I can use my power and influence to open the door. It's difficult for my family to handle, but it's very simple for me."

Li Xuanxuan nodded repeatedly and said with emotion:
"A few years ago, I had a dispute with your Ji father. If you can stay at home, running the family is the most suitable... It's a pity that you have gone to the sect. At that time, only you are suitable to go. If it is a few years later..."

Li Xizhi shook his head, and Li Xuanxuan turned to say:
"But after all, you are also the best candidate to join the sect. Ximing is ruthless. If his temperament enters the sect, I'm afraid it will be a disaster! Xi Jun is too sharp, and Xi Yu is too serious. He can commit himself to deal with and endure. You are the only one who has shown favor..."

"I heard that you married the Yang family, but you are considerate? Bring it back for Ah Weng to see when you have time..."

Li Xuanxuan was old and mumbling, Li Xizhi smiled and listened, and then said softly:

"Father, wait a moment, I'll go ask someone to recast the magic weapon."

Li Xuanxuan waved his hand to let him go out, but there were two creaks in the backyard. Li Xijun stepped in, looking much better, and said with some doubts:

"Uncle... I still have to make time to go home earlier. I will be safe in this market, but I am afraid that Situ Mo will not harm us. I will go to Qingdu Mountain. Auntie is alone. I am afraid Not his opponent."

"Yes."

Li Xuanxuan suddenly felt reasonable, stopped the talisman pen in his hand, and replied:

"When Jiao'er is out of customs, we can go home together, and let Xizhi send the magic weapon later."

……

When Li Xizhi left the courtyard, the two old men approached very courteously, and he asked softly:

"In this market, who is the best at refining weapons?"

An old man came forward and said with a smile:

"Here is a swordsman cultivator... who is good at making magic weapons, but... he is also a disciple of the fairy sect. He has been closed for a long time, and his temperament is not very kind. I dare not invite you. I am afraid that adults will come to visit..."

"【Wan Yu Sword Gate】...No problem, just take me there."

Li Xizhi nodded suddenly, followed the two people forward, riding the rainbow, and the two followed behind, looking at the rainbow light under his feet with admiration and awe, one of them transmitted the sound with magic power:
"This master is really lucky. He was born in the direct line of Qingdu, and he became a child of Qingchi. His master is the foundation of the Yuan family of Yulin, and his father is the ancestor of the Li family. Three generations of foundation... He was born on top of you and me. It's..."

The other old man nodded secretly, and replied with mana:
"Who says it's not... Presumably this adult's background in the sect is also countable... Don't touch the oil and water of Fangshi... Maybe he doesn't like it at all!"

Li Xizhi couldn't hear the conversation between the two, so he stepped into the courtyard, and saw a young man sitting straddling the ground, looking at a blueprint, and glanced at him with drooping eyelids.

"At the Wanyu Sword Gate, Cheng Jinzhu, I wonder which peak in Qingchi came?"

The relationship between Wanyu Jianmen and Qingchizong is not good, but it is considered rude for this person to straddle and squint like this. Seeing him so arrogant, Li Xizhi secretly felt that this matter was difficult to handle, and said softly:

"Qingsui Peak Li Xizhi."

"What is Qingsui Peak? I've never heard of it...!"

Cheng Jinzhu replied lightly, then frowned suddenly, straightened his posture a bit, and said doubtfully:
"You, Li family, aren't you [Fu Chenfeng] Li family? Qingsui...is it the sword fairy's Qingsui?"

"It's Wangyue Lake, Qingdu Li family."

Just as Li Xizhi finished speaking, Cheng Jinzhu immediately jumped up from the ground, his complexion changed drastically, and his smile became warmer, ashamedly said:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I saw that fellow Taoist looks so young, I thought it was the direct descendant of the Demon Sect... It turned out to be a child of the Sword Immortal family! I'm really sorry!"

Cheng Jinzhu could openly call Qingchizong Demon Sect, but Li Xizhi didn't dare to admit it. He was so relieved that he could only silently bow his head as if he had never heard of it, and said modestly:

"Senior Yu Yin, it's not worth mentioning."

Cheng Jinzhu's attitude was completely different, and he pulled him over and said heartily:

"What is not worth mentioning! When the Yueque Sword Intent emerged, the [Wanyu Sword Book] in my sect was also moved. It was written that the name of the sword was [Qing Chi], and the sword intent was [Yueque]. That's the right way!"

"I don't like to be called by the fairy peak of the Demon Sect, but when it comes to sword immortals, I use the name of the sword."

He looked sad:
"It's a pity that something happened in southern Xinjiang! It's a pity."

Cheng Jinzhu took Li Xizhi's hand and said softly:

"Your family was born in Qingchi, otherwise my sword sect should be the closest to your family. These years, our sect has been fighting everywhere, and our condition is really not good. We are reluctant to protect ourselves, otherwise we will definitely take your children to practice..."

He said softly:

"In the matter of wrath Maha, although my parents and seniors never participated in the dirty affairs of Shixiu, they made an exception and secretly contributed to save people in the void. There were some unexpected results, but unfortunately it didn't work out in the end..."

Cheng Jinzhu seemed to be holding back his breath, and he talked bitterly. After Li Xizhi listened carefully, he felt a little touched. Only then did Cheng Jinzhu realize it, and said with a smile:
"Come, come, fellow Taoist, you have a long history in your family, and quickly compete with me!"

Li Xizhi understood that he was afraid that he would make money by pretending to be the Li family, so he put his right hand on the hilt of the sword to accumulate energy, and said calmly:
"Okay, I will only use one sword."

"After all, I only know this sword in the "Moon Que Sword Code"..."

Li Xizhi muttered something in his heart, and Cheng Jinzhu in front of him immediately turned serious, drew his sword out, the sword energy was bright, flowing continuously, and he was ready for battle.

Wan Yu's swordsmanship has been passed down for a long time. Cheng Jinzhu moved the sword and observed Li Xizhi's movements. He saw the sword jumping up from his waist, drawing a huge sword arc, and rushing towards his face.

"when…"

With a flick of the sword in his hand, the arc of the sword in front of him has disappeared. Cheng Jinzhu retreated a few steps, thoughtful, while Li Xizhi felt empty:
"It's such a fast sword. Although he is in the late stage of Qi training, he can easily resolve my swordsmanship so easily, which shows his strength."

Cheng Jinzhu touched his chin and said softly:
"It's very interesting that the noble's swordsmanship is strange."

He was itching in his heart, thinking about making Li Xizhi make a few more strikes, but Li Xizhi didn't want to delay any longer, he just asked:
"I got a magic weapon from Tongjinmen, and asked fellow Taoists to recast it for me so that it can be used by my family."

"Boring the golden gate."

Cheng Jinzhu responded, and said naturally:
"Naturally no problem, but the Foundation Establishment Magical Artifact?"

Li Xizhi handed [Dinglin Feng] over, and Cheng Jinzhu took a look and praised:

"Ingenious, good baby."

He looked familiar, and only asked:
"Want to forge a sword? How much real energy to control it?"

Li Xizhi said:

"Pine wind, frost and snow."

Cheng Jinzhu took a look at it, nodded and replied:

"What kind of cold jade and cold stone do you have there? Feel free to bring it. I will recast it for you. It will take about... about two or three years! The material of this golden awn is very good. It is overkill to make it look like it is now. Change it Cheng Jian is also an easy foundation-building level."

Li Xizhi thanked him happily, and quickly asked:

"I don't know how many spirit stones?"

Cheng Jinzhu caressed the [Dinglin Feng] in his hand casually, and said casually:
"Look at it, I don't want to take advantage of you, there is only one request - after this magic weapon is cast, I must name it."

Li Xizhi didn't care about this, he just nodded in response, the two exchanged a few words, bid farewell and left.

When he turned back and landed in the yard, the family was ready to leave. Li Xizhi had only seen his family for half a month, and suddenly felt reluctance to let go. He hurriedly stepped forward and said to Li Yuanjiao:

"Is father's wound healed? Why is he leaving in such a hurry?"

Li Yuanjiao said softly:

"The condition of the injury has stabilized. This injured person can't be healed in a day or two. He still needs to go home and retreat for three to five years."

He stroked his black clothes and said in a deep voice:
"There are a few things I want to ask you."

Li Xizhi responded, never thought Li Yuanjiao said:
"Fight with your brother."

"what?"

Li Xizhi looked at Li Xijun who was holding the sword in front of him, he was slightly taken aback, and immediately understood, Li Yuanjiao really said:
"Let us both see how far the direct descendant of my family is from the disciples of the Qingchi Sect!"

Li Xizhi landed in embarrassment. Li Xijun in front of him was dressed in white and had been training at the sixth level for a long time, while Li Xizhi had just broken through and was dressed in brocade.

He thought for a while, put away the feather coat on his body, and then nodded to his younger brother.

"Brother, offended!"

Li Xijun stepped in the void, picked up "Crossing the Turbulent Steps", stepped forward, pressed the hilt of the sword with his hand, with a dignified look, white air in his eyes, and flew towards Li Xizhi's side.

Holding the scabbard, Li Xizhi stood out of nowhere, his feet were full of colorful light, and the waves were calm, and he was already several feet away from his side. Li Xijun was suffocated immediately, and thought to himself:
"This agility is too clever, I can't think about getting closer..."

Immediately, he made a decisive decision, drew his sword, and brought out a mighty white arc of the sword. Li Xizhi did not bully him, but also drew his sword, and greeted him with the arc of the Moon Que sword.

Li Xijun's sword is ordinary, while Li Xizhi's sword is dazzling and dazzling, and it is not ordinary at first glance. The two phases collide and make a roaring sound.

"boom…"

The two collided in the air, and smoke and dust were everywhere. Li Xizhi finally showed a hint of surprise when the wisp of sword energy scattered by Li Xizhi's sleeve flew over. He nodded and said:
"it is good!"

Li Xizhi is older than him, has been practicing swords longer than him, and has better talent in the way of swordsmanship than him, but he has practiced many formulas in the sect, so the time spent on swordsmanship is naturally far less than Li Xijun, although it takes up the magic weapon The benefits are still inferior.

Li Xijun gained the upper hand in one move, and wanted to get closer and strike each other with sword energy, but Li Xizhi shook his head and smiled, making a trick in his hand, and a beam of colorful light flowed out.

【Floating Picking Objects】

The colored light was misty and ups and downs, coming and going like lightning, Li Xijun only felt that his hands were empty, and the sword in his hand had already been in Li Xizhi's hands.

"What kind of magic is this!"

Li Yuanjiao, who was at the side, was just watching quietly, but when he watched Li Xizhi take the sword from Li Xijun's hand with a "swipe", his face changed suddenly, and he was horrified.

'Sure enough, there is a way to restrain utensils! '

The casual cultivators can't practice spells, and the only ones that can compete with the immortal sect are swords, spears, knives... These kinds of skills have a low threshold and a high upper limit. Li Yuanjiao has always suspected that the Qingchi School has a targeted method, and suddenly he felt a little bit in his heart:
"If this is the case, there is no chance of winning. A spell and even the sword have been taken away!"

Li Xijun was also caught off guard, but fortunately he reacted quickly, and immediately put two fingers together, released [Tu Jun Kui Guang], white light gushed out, and hit Li Xizhi.

"Good spell."

Li Xizhi praised him, and made the same tactic with his backhand. The middle finger and ring finger were bent into the palm of his hand, and the rest stood on one side to form a tripod shape. He paused one sentence at a time:

"Enter, me, heart, tripod."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sunflower light gathered into a white line, swam around nimbly, and fell into his palm. Li Xizhi turned it lightly, and knocked it aside.

Li Xijun could only sigh helplessly at the present appearance, and Li Yuanjiao and Li Xuanxuan looked at each other in shock:
"Zhi'er is not Qingchi's direct lineage, but the "Zhaoxia Cailu Jue" is complete and comprehensive that Qingchi can call...it has already tyrannized Ruosi!If Chi's family is changed...'

Li Xizhi arched his hands towards his younger brother, looked at the silent appearance of the two elders, and said silently:

"Zhi'er is not weak in the sect..."

Li Yuanjiao sighed and asked:

"How many spells can the average disciple of Qingchi practice?"

Li Xizhi respectfully said:

"Three or four ways, if there are more, I am afraid it will delay the establishment of the foundation."

Li Xizhi looked at his father, hesitated for a moment, and replied:

"The disciples in the sect often build their foundations in their fifties or sixties. It's not because of their talent, but because they are delayed in waiting for the opportunity to make a breakthrough. Some spells are not practiced, and it is even more difficult to build a foundation."

"Why is this?"

Li Yuanjiao frowned slightly, and the eldest son replied:

"Once a monk casts an immortal base, there will be a lot of natural magic. If the spells to be learned cannot be reconciled with it, it will be difficult to improve..."

"On the contrary, if you have learned the spell before the foundation is established, the spell will be affected by the immortal foundation after the foundation is established, and there may be many more magical changes!"

"That's why the disciples in the sect can push as much as they can. Often some people get older and end up with many tragedies."

(End of this chapter)