Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 81 Information
Li Xiangping looked down at the flattering Ah Hui in front of him, his eyes fell on his fat neck, and he thought to himself:
"This person is still useful, but he is slippery and unfaithful. Shanyue under his command is also rebellious. If he doesn't use it well, he will hurt himself."

Ah Hui looked at Li Xiangping, saw his eyes sweeping back and forth on his neck, and suddenly felt the coolness behind him like a light on his back, thinking endlessly in his mind, looking for a way to get out, and said in a mournful voice:

"Your Majesty! We were all forced to go eastward by the massacre of Naga Nixi, and we just wanted a place to live. Your Majesty, let us live. Kanixi will definitely go eastward within ten years. We are still useful." Oh king..."

Li Xiangping laughed and waved his hands, Li Xuanxuan and Li Qiuyang stepped forward to restrain Ah Hui, Li Xiangping turned around and said:
"Return the belongings of each family, and all the Shanyue tribes will escort them down. As for you..."

"Let's go to Lijing Mountain first."

Seeing Li Xiangping and Li Tongya walking forward together, Chen Erniu shook his head behind the crowd, looked at Chen Sanshui who followed behind him with his head down, and cursed in a low voice:

"It's fine for me to be subdued by Li Mutian, each of them has a son! This idiot can't even compare...even Li Yesheng's son Li Xiewen. Li Xiewen knows how to work hard in Li Daokou in the past few years! "

Thinking of Li Mutian, Chen Erniu suddenly became depressed. He looked up at Lijing Mountain in the distance, with a complex expression on his face, and muttered to himself:

"Why isn't this old wolf still dead? Could it be that he has taken some kind of fairy medicine? He has been silently staying on the mountain for more than ten years, which always makes people fearful."

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"Go ahead."

Li Xiangping sat on the main seat, and Li Tongya, who was holding a sword, was staring at Ah Hui, while Li Xiangping looked at Ah Hui, who was kneeling down obediently, drinking hot tea, and said with a smile:

"What kind of character is Naga Nixi?"

Ah Hui was sweating profusely, and looked up at Li Xiangping again, staring blankly for a while, until Li Tongya frowned, and Li Xuanxuan, who was behind Ah Hui, hit him hard on the head with the handle of the knife, Ah Hui stabbed this Only then trembled all over, reacted, lowered his head and said in a trembling voice:

"Kanixi...Kanixi is like a king."

Ah Hui was terrified in his heart, and thought to himself:

"Although these two people look different, their postures and expressions are exactly the same. They both have the look of the tiger watching the eagle."

Ah Hui stabbed his head and was still thinking about it, and hit the back of his head again. He raised his head resentfully, but saw Li Xuanxuan's face was flushed, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"How can a mere leader of Shanyue compare with Uncle!"

Li Xiangping frowned, waved his hands, and said in a deep voice:
"Don't talk about those useless things, how many troops does he have? How strong is he? How many witches are there under his rule?"

Ah Hui immediately nodded, smiled obsequiously and said:
"When I was driven out of the ancestral land of Beilu, Jia Nixi had already integrated more than a dozen tribes, and there should be three or four thousand soldiers under his command. Human witches with spiritual energy work for them, and there are more than a dozen tribes and clan witches in the fetal breath state."

"Four thousand soldiers and horses, three qi-training monks, and a dozen fetal-breathing monks."

Li Xiangping and Li Tongya looked at each other, and they both saw the seriousness in each other's eyes.

Li Jiaxiu had been living and recuperating for many years, and the four villages under his rule only had a total of just over [-] people. If he died, he could only raise a thousand or so clan soldiers.

"Instead of dealing with Jianixi, it's better to deal with Ji Dengqi."

Li Xiangping sighed in his heart, but when he turned his head, his face remained calm. He put down the tea bowl lightly, and said in a low voice:
"You wait for Shanyue to pick and hunt on weekdays, do you understand farming?"

Ah Hui was stunned for a moment, then hesitatingly said:

"Yes, I will do some, plant some herbal cotton wool."

"Never mind."

Li Xiangping touched his chin and said in a low voice:

"The remaining five or six hundred of your tribe were scattered and went into the villages to work as tenants and hunters. Some of the craftsmen can be cobblers and carpenters to make a good living. Fortunately, the previous plundering did not cause too many casualties, and the villagers did not suffer too much. The grudges are waiting for you, just take care of yourself and don’t cause any turmoil!”

Ah Hui knelt on the ground and nodded hastily, and replied eagerly:

"My tribesmen were originally hunting and earning a living in the stockade. If the family was not destroyed, they would not go east to plunder. I must give good orders to the tribe..."

"You, Ah Hui, plant some spiritual rice at the foot of my Lijing Mountain first."

Li Xiangping stood up gently, and said with a smile:

"I will send someone to teach you how to read and how to take care of the spiritual rice. After all, it is a labor of the fourth floor of the fetal breath. It would be a pity to kill it for nothing."

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Qingchi Peak.

Si Yuanbai was kneeling quietly in front of the stone gate carved with complicated spirit patterns, his mouth was tightly pursed, and he was looking at the formation in front of him with complex complexion.

"Old Ancestor, please take it back!"

His clear voice echoed in the cave for a while, and gradually disappeared in the wind.

"Yuan Bai, why are you doing this..."

There was only a sigh, and a thick and old voice sounded, which also echoed in the cave.

Si Yuanbai closed his eyes, looked a little tired, opened his mouth, and continued to speak:

"Please Patriarch... take it back!"

Seeing the silence of the people behind the stone wall, Si Yuanbai's eyes were firm, and he said in a low voice:

"I, Qingsui Peak, will not go to southern Xinjiang."

"Bullshit!"

A thunderous shout exploded in Si Yuanbai's ears, causing blood to flow from both ears. Si Yuanbai smiled coldly, and continued to speak:

"You think I don't know what your plan is. It's nothing more than to eat Jing'er so that they can fill in the gaps! Maybe the cauldron of the demon kings in Nanjiang is already hot, and how many mortals will be delivered. How many treasures and spirits to offer are also discussed!"

"Si Yuanbai! You are bold!"

The coercion of Zi Mansion came out vigorously, causing Si Yuanbai to spit out a mouthful of blood. He wiped the corner of his mouth resentfully, gritted his teeth and said:
"Back then, Yu Qi was sent by you, saying that he wanted to collect the twelve lunar moons. I begged hard for 150 six days. You said this was the last one, but I actually believed you guys..."

"shut up!"

Si Yuanbai received a heavy blow out of thin air, slammed into the stone wall fiercely, spat out a mouthful of blood again, and laughed loudly:

"Qingchi Xianzong, what a Qingchi Xianzong!"

"What a fairy sect!"

Si Yuanbai's long hair was disheveled, contrary to his usual gentle and elegant style, he stood up with red eyes, vigorous and endless mana circled around his body.

"Si Yuanbai, you are haunted by demons, I will not care about you."

The first thick and old voice sounded again, suppressing Si Yuanbai forcefully, and said softly:
"Let's seal your cultivation base and escort him to the pagoda."

(End of this chapter)