The indescribable Taoist Lord

Li Tuizhi was sitting in the hall.

Li Ping'an stood in the hall.

The palace is gorgeously decorated, with carved beams and painted pillars, and is decorated with gold and jade. On several large pillars are astonishingly powerful four-clawed golden dragons, with eyes wide open and beards and hair fluttering. At first glance, it seems as if they are about to come to life and choose people to devour.

The main hall is wide and paved with brocade. The white jade that is regarded as a treasure by the common people is only used as a step here. The high-quality source stones that are up for grabs are embedded in dozens of spiritual lanterns. These sources alone are worth The running water of Jucaixuan for half a day.

Li Ping'an was obsessed with cultivating the formation, and once thought about cutting out this superior spiritual source. However, he had no way of doing it, and he never had the knowledge or opportunity to absorb the spiritual source.

Li Tuizhi even sent a special person to follow him to prevent him from contacting anything related to spiritual practice.

The reason was that he had been suffering from a chronic illness since he was born, and when spiritual energy entered his body, he was immediately turned to medicine and stone without any cure.

Li Ping'an didn't understand, and was even resentful.

Li Tuizhi thought that he was too young to remember that, but he remembered it very clearly.

He could once clearly feel the rhythm of the spiritual breath of heaven and earth, and feel the clear-spirited saints above the sky spreading the rhythm of the great path to the world that can be understood.

Heaven and earth coexist with him, and all things are one with him.

He firmly believed that he was once a rare genius, but now, he was just a famous playboy who had to be criticized by ordinary powerful disciples and could only hang out in the West City.

All this was given by his father, but he never resisted the arrogance...

Because... I will die... I will really die...

Memories and fear flashed through Li Ping'an's eyes. He was afraid of this person, hated this person, and avoided this person. There was even madness and distortion in his eyes, but there was no respect or love.

My brother and sister don’t know the truth, but I know...

This person... is too scary... really, too scary...

Li Tuizhi sat on the red sandalwood chair, just in silence, the atmosphere was already stagnant.

Yan Xi stood aside.

Only when you see the Demon Suppressing King himself will you know how immature the deputy general Yan Xi's murderous spirit is compared to a commander in the Hundong realm.

Not to mention the vaguely noble and glorious aura.

But he is no longer young, and many of his contemporaries have become nothing more than dirt.

When he came back this time, he had only one heir left.

"came back?"

Li Tuizhi tried to play the role of a father, but what he got in exchange was Li Ping'an's vigilance and resentment.

"Go to the gambling house?"

Li Ping'an thought he felt a hint of questioning, and felt a chill in his heart.

"Um……"

Li Tuizhi wanted to say something, but finally gave up. He knew his son better than his father. How could he not see the little plans in Li Ping'an's heart?

"You made two great friends."

Li Pingan looked at his father in confusion and surprise.

"But I still want you to cut off contact. This is for your own good."

Here it comes, here it comes again, with this familiar tone and preaching look again. If I hadn’t known the truth clearly, I would have completely believed it.

What I desire, you shall take away.

What I hope for, you will destroy.

If you are good to me, you will stop me in every possible way.

My brother and sister can do it, but I can't.

But they went one after another, so I’m afraid it will be my turn next...

Li Ping'an clenched his fists...and slowly released them. The delicate palms of the family were turned purple.

"Yes, the child has a chronic illness, and the father is also worried about the child. Once he comes into contact with spiritual practice, it will be difficult to cure the child with medicine or stone.

But Hai'er has already made a bet with Brother Zhang. If he breaks off the relationship rashly, wouldn't it bring disgrace to the royal family? Please rest assured, father, that the child is not that ignorant. As long as he has friendship with Brother Zhang and Brother Wang, he will definitely not be involved in spiritual practice. "

A few fine wrinkles appeared on the handsome and majestic face of the Demon King. This man who killed the Demon King as if he were butchering a dog actually sighed slowly.

The broad shoulders between the purple robe and jade belt no longer look so straight.

Yan Xi's eyes were a little surprised. This was the first time in recent years that he had seen the king look like this.

"no."

Then he moved lightly to another topic.

"Your sister's matter is a bit special. It's not convenient to hold a funeral. The tomb will be erected in a few days. No matter where you go, you must be there to express your condolences."

Li Ping'an forced a smile, his face pale.

He knew that since his father said no, he would easily cut off his path with a raised hand.

There is really nothing Li Tuizhi can't do in this city of Chang'an.

He had long been used to it, walking away with light steps and singing a little tune. He seemed not to be affected by Li Tuizhi's unreasonable request at all, as if he was thinking about where to go and indulge in sex tomorrow, but the depression between his eyebrows could not be faked.

For more than ten years, Li Ping'an has been here like this.

Wait until Li Pingan leaves.

Yan Xi spoke up:

"Kings……"

Having been with him for many years, he noticed that Li Tuizhi was a little tired.

"Yan Xi...you go and do your work..."

Li Tuizhi waved his hands and seemed to remember something. He tried his best and said:

"Ping'an's sleeves are stained with a lot of grease. Let's get him some more spiritual clothes. I want them to be of good quality...

Also, get his jade pendant while he is asleep at night, and let me see how long the incarnation injected last year can last..."

So after Li Pingan left, Yan Xi also left.

In the huge hall of the Demon Suppressing King's Mansion, there was no one except the Demon Suppressing King himself.

In the early years, the princess died in childbirth, and Li Tuizhi had no intention of marrying again. He walked a few steps to the back courtyard of the palace, and looked at a huge rockery in a daze.

People don’t grow old slowly, they grow old instantly.

However, after looking at it for only a moment, his eyes became sharp again, and his spine could support the pillar of heaven.

A very noble and majestic aura spread out.

"Brother Emperor came here late at night, what's the point of doing this?"

Li Mo manifested in the void, making no sound. He was dressed in pure purple and made it impossible to identify his identity, but it was very different from the splendor of the Demon Suppressing King.

Compared with the handsome appearance of the Demon Suppressing King, Li Mo looked very ordinary, but the imperial dragon energy of the sun and the moon made his temperament even better than Li Tui's.

"Long time no see, little brother, you are very good at cultivation..."

Li Mo spoke lazily and casually, not caring about the customary etiquette of the Immortal Tang Dynasty.

Common etiquette restrains people, not immortals.

Although Hundong cannot be called an immortal saint, he can already be called an immortal.

Li Tuizhi's face darkened. This cousin of his had always been unobtrusive in front of his peers, much like the cousin from Chang'an School.

It's almost printed from the same mold.

If it weren't for the ancestral system, it would be difficult for them to meet each other, and these two people must be incompatible with each other.

"Brother Huang is joking. He has been fighting outside the border for many years, so he has moved a little faster. With Brother Huang's qualifications, I am afraid that in the same situation, he will be on a higher level than those who have retreated."

Li Tuizhi was not lying.