Taiping Inn

After Bai Bo left, Li Xuandu came out of the Taoist temple. Sure enough, traces of fighting were found in the woods outside the Taoist temple. Many big trees were cut off by the sword energy and fell all over the ground. It can be seen that what Bai Bo said before was true.

As for how to distinguish between sword energy and sword energy, it is actually simple. Generally speaking, sword energy is straight and sword energy is arc, just like the difference between swords and swords. Judging from the wounds cut by these big trees, it should be swords. There is no doubt.

Li Xuandu searched around again and found a piece of cloth strip under a tree stump. Judging from the material, it should have been torn off the clothes of the peasant woman wearing white silk. The cloth strip had traces of burning by flames. , but it is not true fire, but burnt marks burned by the burning energy with the qi condensation of the qi.

Li Xuandu raised the cloth strip and looked at the light carefully. It could be seen that it was the three words "Shan Laofeng".

Speaking of Shan Laofeng, Li Xuan knew that this peak is a branch of Taiqing Mountain, and it is a beautiful place. There are many tourists. Every spring day, many young men and women will choose the place for outings. . However, Li Xuan only heard of it and had never been there.

Li Xuan put away the strip of cloth for the time being. He couldn't figure out what the three words left by Baishu meant, which meant that she went to Shan Laofeng? But what happened to her when she went to Shan Laofeng? Could it be that Tang Wenbo and others went to Shan Laofeng? Unfortunately, Li Xuandu and Bai Juan had not positioned each other and sent a letter to each other, and they had not even prepared the mother and child talisman, so there was no way to ask at this time.

Li Xuan made a secret decision in his heart that when he returned to Xianjian Villa to get the sword after this matter, he would entrust Lu Shizhen to create two more flying swords. There was no need to kill the enemy, and he could just pass on the letter.

Just as Li Xuan was about to go to Dan Laofeng, his body suddenly stiffened.

Then a voice came from behind him: "It is really gratifying that Mr. Fourth has recovered from his level of cultivation."

Li Xuan sighed and turned around.

Not far behind him was a man, dressed in black, covered in white hair, and a slightly thin face. The most eye-catching thing was his two white eyebrows, long eyebrows that entered his temples, and a pair of phoenixes. His eyes were as bright as cold stars, and his appearance was extremely heroic. I think he must have been a beautiful figure when he was young.

The man stared at Li Xuandu intently and said, "When I see me, does Mr. Fourth have nothing to say?"

Li Xuandu smiled faintly and said, "Uncle Master is so capable, he actually came here."

The white-haired old man said, "Thanks to this person." As he said that, he took out a bloody head from his Sumeru treasure, and stabbed his five fingers into his scalp and held it in his hand.

Li Xuan looked at the head, but saw that the head seemed extremely unwilling to die, with his eyes wide open and his face full of anger.

Even Li Xuan was used to the strong winds and waves, and was shocked and couldn't help but say, "Master Wuxin."

This head is the Master Wuxin of Qingluanwei. On that day, Qingyang Sect Lei Gong, Master Wuxin of Qingluanwei and Han Yaoyue assassinated Qin Daofang, but was eventually blocked by Li Xuandu and Bai Juan. Lei Gong died in battle. The sweetheart and Han Yaoyue retreated separately, but they didn't expect that the softhearts were actually taken off by the person in front of them.

The old man said coldly: "I took some trouble. From this person, I learned about you and Qin Daofang's affairs. I expected that you would definitely come to Langya Mansion, so I rushed to Langya Mansion first, but I was in Langya Mansion for a long time. I couldn't wait to see your figure, so I had to go out of the city to find out the fighting here. I just happened to find out the movement of the fight here and came to search for it. It was really my nephew's move."

Li Xuandu sighed lightly: "Uncle Master is really trying hard."

The old man sneered, "I am different from those wastes such as Li Rujian and Li Ruxian."

Li Xuandu said: "Outsiders only know that there is a great sword immortal Li Daoxu in the world, but they don't know that there is a junior brother named Li Daoxu. However, after the senior brother became famous, it is said that this junior brother was to avoid the name of his senior brother. Please change your name to Li Rushi, which is equivalent to self-deprecating one's generation and competing for food with many younger generations in the same job."

The old man whose real name is Li Daoshi was dissatisfied with the ridicule in Li Xuandu's words, and just said, "You said that I am originally nameless in the world. What's the point of changing my name? As for the sect, except for Zhang Hai, I have no name. Shi and you, Li Xuandu, who else dares to ramble on this matter?”

Li Xuandu smiled and said, "Indeed, the second senior brother is more like an elder than the uncle."

A hint of darkness flashed through Li Rushi's eyes. Although he didn't care about these things on the surface, he was still moved by Li Xuandu's words.

Li Xuandu continued, "Now the Master is in the position of the head of Tiankui Hall, so I will be called by my position. If the Master is not on Penglai Island to protect the old sect leader, what is the reason for coming here?"

Li Rushi's eyelids twitched slightly, and he was obviously angry, but he still suppressed his anger and said, "Come and ask Mr. Fourth to return to the sect. Mr. Six has been waiting on Wangxiantai for a long time."

Li Xuandu said frankly and asked, "Who sent the Lord of Rushi to come?"

Li Rushi looked at Li Xuandu and squeezed out three words from his teeth: "Old Sect Master."

Li Xuandu stretched out his hand without hesitation: "Take the old sect leader's hand order to see it."

"Li Xuandu!" Li Rushi shouted, "What about the old sect leader's oral order? Can you even believe the old sect leader's oral order? Can you disobey your order?"

Li Xuan was indifferent: "I can trust the old sect leader's oral words and dare not disobey orders, but I can't trust the master."

Li Rushi's face darkened again. But it was not because Li Xuandu disobeyed orders, because this was within his expectations. It was unusual that Li Xuandu was willing to follow him obediently. What really annoyed him was that Li Xuandu kept calling him "Master Rushi", which was simply a slap in his face, because changing the name was not very glorious after all, and because he was of a very high generation, the head of the thirty-six hall masters, and only obeyed the old sect master, even the new sect master Li Yuanying had to give him three points, so in the sect, there was only one Li Hall Master, that was him, Li Rushi, and everyone else was called by their name plus the word "Hall Master", only he was called by his surname plus the word "Hall Master", today Li Xuandu kept calling him "Master Rushi", not only opened his old scars, but also showed condescending, which was not a slap in his face.

Li Rushi stared at Li Xuandu, his eyes sparkling, his gaze was like substance, falling on Li Xuandu, like a sword on his body, adding a chill behind him.

Ordinary people, when being looked at like this by Li Rushi, even if they are masters of the Return to the Realm, will lose some of their courage. But who is Li Xuandu? Not to mention the life-and-death battles he has experienced, just the backlash of the "Heaven-Defying Tribulation" and the "Thirteen Swords of Taiyin" he has experienced are enough to make him ignore these two looks.

Li Xuandu said calmly: "Since Master Rushi does not have the hand order of the old master, please go back."

Li Rushi's face sank, and he said: "What if I don't want to leave."

Li Xuandu stared at Li Rushi for a moment, and suddenly smiled and said: "Then I have no choice but to leave."

As soon as the voice fell, Li Xuandu's figure floated like the breeze, and he had already retreated quickly.