The ancestor is incompetent!

Chapter 76: Cold Winter and Warm Spring
However, the Shuiyunjian that Li Yuan practiced is a first-class secret technique of escape. Although this demon general has inherited it, he is not proficient in it and can only chase after him from a distance.

Seeing that the demon general refused to give up, Li Yuan threw down three precious scrolls. Three dragons rose up from the mist and blocked the Bi Yue demon general, forcing him to dodge without distracting his attention.

But due to this delay, Li Yuan ascended into the strong wind layer and disappeared.

All that was left was the demon's furious figure and his unwilling roar.

In the Wanmu Realm, Li Yuan himself carefully examined the gem, removed all the green toad poison on its surface, and then returned it to the storage bag of Li Yuan's Dharma body.

Today, the World of Ten Thousand Trees falls between the silver hair of the Dharmakāya Li Yuan. He can provide timely assistance to the Dharmakāya if it encounters danger again.

Now the life span of the Dharma body is only a hundred years or so left. If it is injured again, my life span will be even shorter.

He had just repaired the injury of his soul and was cultivating the second level. He couldn't let his Dharma body disappear. Otherwise, he would have to refine another one to support the sect's inheritance.

Fortunately, Shui Yunjian’s escape technique was extraordinary, allowing his Dharma body to escape from the pursuit of the Bi Yue demon general.

[Dharmakaya Li Yuan] rushed back to Qi Lingmen without stopping, and only then did he feel relieved.

The Yunlan Mountain is no small force. It is a mountain range in the northeast of Nanjue Island. It is as wide as more than ten Guangyuan Mountains. It is sparsely populated and full of demons.

Among them are the seventy-two demon generals who are true cultivators and all obey the orders of the Lord of Yunlan Mountain. However, this so-called Lord of Yunlan Mountain is extremely mysterious and the world does not know where he is.

The only thing the Qi Ling Sect's history has is speculation about him, that he might be a hidden demon king.

Among the demon race, the one who can be called the demon king is naturally only the one who has reached the Golden Core Realm!
Of course, this is just the personal guess of the third generation leader of the sect who has achieved the ninth level of perfection. It cannot be confirmed that the Lord of Yunlan Mountain is a Jindan.

After returning to the old courtyard, Li Yuan called Han Yu over after taking a short breath.

Han Yu, who came hurriedly, bowed respectfully and said, "Disciple greets the ancestor!"

"I have found the Moon-Watching Stone you requested."

Li Yuan stretched out his hand, and a black and white gem appeared in his palm, flowing with a faint moonlight.

Han Yu's breathing suddenly became heavy, and he said in disbelief, "It's really the Moon-Watching Gui Stone!"

"That's right." Li Yuan clenched his five fingers and put the gem away again, saying slowly: "I have found the spiritual object you want for you, and I will keep it. When you have completed your Qi training, come back to me."

"Disciple thanks you, Grandmaster!" Han Yu immediately knelt down, kowtowed heavily and said, "Grandmaster, I will remember your kindness forever!"

Li Yuan smiled softly. The autumn wind in the courtyard blew the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers onto his clothes, but he did not brush them away. He just said, "As the leader of a sect, I don't have any thoughts of immortality. I just hope that one day, the sect will rise again.

I can't do it anymore, so you, the new generation, will have to do it in the future. Don't break the inheritance passed down from generation to generation."

"Yes! Disciple will keep it in mind and will never forget it!" Han Yu said respectfully.

"Go and have a good time practicing."

Li Yuan waved his wide sleeves, turned around, and walked towards the quiet room with steady steps.

In the yard, the black crow that always accompanied the ancestor also let out a strange cry. A cold wind blew and the osmanthus flowers fell.

Han Yu looked at the fallen osmanthus in front of him and reached out to catch it. The osmanthus fragrance was gone, it had withered long ago, but it was still hanging on the tree, pretending that the autumn was still there.

A field of falling snow appeared in front of him. Han Yu looked up at the sky in surprise. Countless snowflakes were falling under the deep sky.

Winter is coming.

Han Yu seemed to understand something. He bowed and saw the snowflakes falling into the teacup that the ancestor often used. He turned and walked away.

In the quiet room, Li Yuan held his breath and concentrated, letting the true energy in his body flow to nourish his body, trying his best to prevent his body from aging too quickly.

He took out the Qingming Zhaoyun Lamp, which was made of ancient bronze and had clouds and plants carved on it. The hexagonal lamp was painted with the scene of Weiyang Xuanjing. The indistinct wick in the lamp was still burning with a faint yellow light.

Li Yuan saw this scene and sighed deeply.

During the practice, the price of wanting to cross the border to fight is undoubtedly extremely heavy. The endless light of the Qingming Zhaoyun Lantern consumes a hundred years of lifespan each time it is activated, but it does not mean that it is all over after a hundred years of lifespan.

The green lamp is burning, and its light is one foot. As long as his life does not stop, this fire will not go out. The sun is burning, and his life is fading.

He hadn't noticed it at first, but when he used all his strength to activate the Shuiyunjian secret technique, Li Yuan realized how little of his lifespan and vitality he had lost.

"Xuan Yuan...Use nature to nourish life, and use nature to move life." He hesitated and said, "Which ancient book is this mysterious saying?

Never mind. "

Li Yuan opened the ancient window. Outside the courtyard, the cold mountain was covered with white snow, and the spring peaches were all withered. The lone crow was crying in the sky, and spring had gone.

"Alas, I do not feel that a hundred years is long, and life and death are far away. I only see the cold winter and the warm spring, which burn the life span of people."

……

In the heavy snow, many Qi Ling Sect disciples looked up to see the snow, because it had not snowed so heavily in the mountain gate for a long time.

Li Xuanming was practicing magic with a sword in the snow. The young man was wearing white clothes and had black hair. His eyes were bright and his sword movements were extraordinary.

"Oh, I mean, who would compete with you in swordsmanship when fighting you?"

In the snowy forest, a playful girl wearing a pink skirt and a long canopy stood under a peach tree with branches weighed down by snow, and continued to say with a smile: "Why don't you just become a martial arts swordsman?"

"Hmph~" The young man seemed dissatisfied when he heard this. He turned his sword and made a sword flower. A sword energy rushed towards the girl's head. In an instant, layers of snow fell, burying her half.

"Li Xuanming, you are so brave!" The girl's face darkened, and she raised her hands, shaking off the snow around her. In a blur, she appeared next to the boy and stretched out her slender fingers to grab her ears fiercely. "What? You don't listen to what your elder sister says?"

"Ouch, my mistake. Let go, it hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"

Li Xuanming struggled to pull his elder sister's hand.

"Hurt? Does it hurt? I think you are afraid of being seen by some junior sister and losing face?"

Li Xuanyue grabbed her hand a few more times without any hesitation before letting go.

"No way." Li Xuanming laughed awkwardly, reached out and casually picked up a peach, put it in his mouth and took a bite, "Eldest sister, why did you pick this peach?"

“The peach forest in the mountains rarely bears fruit once every ten years. Although they are not spiritual objects, they are already extraordinary items. I picked these fruits and use them to brew some spiritual wine. Maybe I can even exchange them for a few spiritual stones.” Li Xuanyue slapped away the claws that wanted to pick up another peach and put all the peaches into the storage bag.

"Next month, let's go down the mountain to visit mom. It'll be a good opportunity for us to spend the New Year with mom and dad at home!"

"Will this work?" Li Xuanming said in a low voice while biting a peach, "I heard that the sect has recently imposed martial law again, and there have been several cases of thieves, murders and robberies near the Guangyuan Mountains."

"You only know how to refine swords. Why dream of becoming a sword immortal?" Li Xuanyue said unhappily, "You can secretly give a few spirit stones to the disciples guarding the gate, and explain that we are going back to Yuncheng and there is no risk. They will naturally let you out!"

"Oh... it can be done this way." Li Xuanming said with a smile: "It seems that you have done this a lot, elder sister?"

"Go away." Li Xuanyue gathered her messy long hair around her ears and said in a heavy tone, "My parents are already over 70 years old, and we have to go back every year if we can.

I heard from my mother that we are going to set up a spirit tablet for my great-uncle and great-grandmother. We are the Xuan generation, counting from my great-uncle's generation, "Qingyun Xuanhui", we can be the third generation, and from now on we will be a family of immortal cultivators!"

"We... can this also be counted?" Li Xuanming threw away the remaining peach pits and asked in surprise: "Just the two of us?"

"Why not?" Li Xuanyue continued, "Mother also said that the Niu family next door, after two generations of spiritual roots, counted as one, let alone us? Moreover, you and I are now inner disciples, aren't we much better than those outer disciples?
Although I don’t feel anything about these titles, my parents’ wish is there, and they are old, so I naturally have to follow their wishes.”

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, elder sister." Li Xuanming stepped the peach pit into the snow mud, then picked up the sword and followed Li Xuanyue.

The peach forest became quiet again, and the peach pit was sleeping in the snow, waiting to grow new buds in the spring of next year.

……

In the vast snowstorm, the Qi Ling Sect's flying boat was flying in the sky. There were seven or eight disciples on the boat, and three stewards standing beside a young man, saying flatteringly: "Deputy Peak Master, this year our Baigui Hall has earned 10% to 20% more than last year. I wonder if there is any reward from the sect?"

Xiao Yunyu looked at the three old guys behind him with a mercenary look. Although he was unhappy, he still said, "Don't worry, the deacons have always been clear about rewards and punishments. If the verification is correct, there will most likely be other rewards."

"Yes! Yes! By then I'm afraid the deputy peak master will have to say a few more good words." The three deacons responded one after another.

"Don't worry, I will..." Xiao Yunyu was about to say a few perfunctory words to them when his expression suddenly changed and he shouted, "There are thieves! Immediately activate the ban!"

This shout frightened everyone in the boat.

One of the deacons was surprised and asked, "They even dared to rob our Qi Ling Sect's spiritual boat. Are they really not interested in their lives?"

"Boom~"

A heavy crashing sound was heard from outside the boat, and the magic ban on the spirit boat emerged to protect the boat.

Xiao Yunyu said in a cold voice: "Where did these thieves come from? We are cultivators from the Qiling Sect, why don't you retreat immediately!"

"Hahaha, Qi Ling Sect, which Qi Ling Sect?"

An extremely arrogant and ferocious voice sounded, and more than a dozen people appeared and surrounded the spirit boat.

"Is it the Qi Ling Sect that was almost wiped out? Can the incompetent ancestor who cultivated his spiritual power be your backer?"

All the practitioners burst into laughter.

The people in the boat were filled with anger when they heard the words, but Xiao Yunyu stopped them. These people were the shopkeepers and clerks who had not seen battles for a long time, and they were afraid that they really had lost some fighting power.

He jumped out of the boat, looked at them coldly, and said in a cold voice: "After all, my Qi Ling Sect ancestor is a true cultivator. I am enough to deal with you thieves."

"Oh, what a big tone! Catch him for me, and see if he dares to be so arrogant again!"

The black-faced leader waved his hand and immediately more than a dozen people took out their magic weapons and surrounded and attacked.

Xiao Yunyu did not dodge, but just raised his sleeve and waved it. Suddenly, twenty-eight green talismans flew out and arranged themselves along a certain trajectory, forming a talisman formation that blocked the magical weapons and spells of those thieves.

"This is... could it be a talisman formation?"

The leader of the thieves was furious and said, "We must capture this kid! Otherwise, we won't be able to complete the task assigned by the master!"

He directly took out a flying sword, chanted a spell, and drew it out of thin air, shouting: "Jiuxun Command Wind, Cut!"

In an instant, the flying sword soared into the sky, and it turned out to be a top-grade magic weapon, wrapped in green wind and chopped down fiercely.

Xiao Yunyu was busy changing the talisman formation and actually took out sixty-four talismans to form an ultimate formation.

A giant tree stood in the air, and countless green leaves rushed out like flying knives, not only swallowing up the power of the flying sword, but also sweeping towards the overwhelming group of thieves.

The leader of the thieves watched in horror as several thieves in the middle stage of Qi Refining struggled for a few times before being submerged in the green light. He was so scared that he shouted, "Sir, help me!"

(End of this chapter)