Mortal Cultivation: I, Li Feiyu, Cultivate Through Attributes Chapter 313

  Chapter 313 A letter from home! Qi armor magic! (Ask for a subscription, ask for a monthly pass!)

  Zhao Xuanxuan's mind fell silent.

   Now that I have practiced the fourth level of Changchun Kungfu, I can really feel the huge changes between immortal cultivators and mortals. The enhanced perception of hearing and eyesight really makes people obsessed.

   This also means that he really doesn't want to be just the master of Qixuanmen, the overlord of Jingzhou martial arts.

  The method of obtaining the rest of the Changchun Gong from the Han family also ended in vain.

   A thought in my heart finally grew into an irrepressible madness——

  Like Li Feiyu and the fourth uncle of the Han family to venture into the rivers and lakes!

  Yue Kingdom is so big, and Jingzhou is so small and remote, there must be other cultivators in the world!

   At the time when Li Feiyu left, maybe he was as anxious as me to need the rest of the exercises?

  Zhao Xuanxuan sighed in his heart, feeling that he seemed to understand the "original intention" of Li Feiyu and Han Li back then, and regarded them as bosom friends.

   "So that's the case. After I go back, I will look for it again. Maybe I will find other new gains."

  Han Qingshu listened to Zhao Xuanxuan's explanation and nodded seriously.

  The Han and Zhao families have helped each other for nearly two hundred years, so he will naturally do his best to help with this matter.

  Zhao Xuanxuan heard the words, thanked Brother Han on the lips, but in his heart he had no hope, and he was determined to leave Qixuanmen, Jingzhou, and travel across the country...

   The two were chatting, and they headed towards Luoxia Mountain, the residence of Qixuanmen.

  It was the reason for the reunion before, and I specially wrote to Han Qingshu in advance to help look up the ancestors' affairs. Now that the matter is over, they still have to get together to make this rare generational friendship.

  Seven Xuanmen, Luoxia Mountain.

  Looking at the Luoxia Mountain under the setting sun, like a phoenix flying high, Li Feiyu silently overlooks the Shenshou Valley in the mountains below, the old Kuishu water pool, the forging bone cliff, and the small courtyard in the past...

   Little by little came to my heart.

  More than a hundred years have passed, the Qixuanmen is still the same Qixuanmen, it seems that there is not much change, but it seems to have changed...

  The number of disciples and disciples is far greater than that of the past, and the building of high houses is endless!

  The current Qixuanmen is not a small force in a corner, it is certainly a hegemon.

  The shouts of martial arts on the school grounds were so powerful that even ordinary people passing by would be startled.

   After watching for a while, Li Feiyu's eyes fell on the old courtyard...

  He understands the reason why this small courtyard and Shenshou Valley can survive until now. During this period, Han Li threatened Wang Juechu, and it was also because of his great power and Zhao Ping.

  He cast an invisible evasion method and entered the sealed courtyard.

  After leaving the Moon Sect, he did not immediately go south to the Tianlan Grassland, nor did he return to the Yuanwu Kingdom, but came to Qixuanmen specially...

  After coming back from Chaotic Star Sea, the matter of the Moon Sect, and the grievances of the Six Demon Sects have been settled one by one, and he will soon go south to Tianlan Grassland to save people, after he rescued the founder of the Moon Sect in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

  He will not return to Tiannan, but will take advantage of the trend and enter Dajin!

  So before leaving, he deliberately came back to take a look at Qixuanmen, and was going to say that he came to see Master...

  Li Feiyu entered through the door, and as soon as he entered the door, a spiritual position came into view—

   Zhao Ping!

  A familiar name was written coldly on the dark wooden sign.

  Even though he was well prepared, at this moment, Li Feiyu was still a little sullen in his heart, which finally turned into a long sigh.

  The avenue is ruthless!

   But even now that Li Feiyu is already extraordinary, he still cannot be completely heartless.

  Emotions are nothing more than burying, and touching the scene will definitely generate love.

   What's more, Li Feiyu doesn't practice the ruthless way, on the contrary, he pays attention to being chic and happy, living with flesh and blood, talking about desires, and also talking about happiness and kindness.

  Things are right and people are wrong.

  Li Feiyu finally lit the stick incense and enshrined it in front of the tablet.

  At this moment, his divine consciousness, which he radiated automatically, discovered a letter hidden in the wooden sign!

  The wooden tablet of the spiritual place has been hollowed out, and there are letters in it.

   This is the last message Zhao Ping left to him before his death!

   Knowing a son is better than a father.

  Zhao Ping obviously knew that Li Feiyu would come back eventually.

   "My disciple, Feiyu, personally..."

  The letter is very simple, it is a letter from home!

  Records every bit of what happened between Zhao Ping and Qixuanmen after he and Han Li left...

   In a daze, it was like Zhao Ping drinking and talking with him in the yard back then.

   "It's all nonsense."

   Li Feiyu said expressionlessly, and finally heaved a long sigh, shaking his head.

  There were footsteps outside the door, and the crisp sound of unlocking the lock...

  Li Feiyu had already noticed it, but he still stayed where he was, showing no intention of leaving.

  He wants to stay a while longer.

   More than a hundred years have passed, and it is not too late to stay here for a while, and take a good look at my master.

   "Brother Zhao, where is this? How did you come here to meet?"

   "This is the old story of Li Feiyu, my ancestor's apprentice. To be honest, Brother Han, I suddenly remembered something and came here in a hurry to verify it. Please forgive me."

   "Brother Zhao, you are too polite. I can do whatever I want, not to mention... I also want to see the former residence of my fourth uncle's friend."

  Han Qingshu smiled brightly, followed Zhao Xuanxuan who was in a hurry to unlock the lock, and walked into the courtyard.

  He did not follow Zhao Xuanxuan towards the house, but really looked around and looked at the yard...

"Who are you?!"

  Suddenly, Zhao Xuanxuan uttered a loud roar, the sound was like a bell!

  Han Qingshu looked back suddenly, but saw the setting sun falling through the window in front of a figure in white robe standing in front of the spirit tablet in the middle of the room, with a look of astonishment on his face.

   Doesn't seem to think...

   There are still people who dare to sneak into this forbidden area of ​​Qixuanmen!

   "You are so brave, you actually dared to break into the Qixuan Gate, your Excellency really thinks that I, Zhao Xuanxuan, are dead?"

  Zhao Xuanxuan's face was covered with frost, staring at this strange figure, he was anxious...

  The moment he came back up the mountain, he suddenly remembered that when he came to worship with his grandfather when he was a child, his grandfather had wondered and muttered that the ancestral spirit card seemed to have a mechanism, and there was another mystery.

  That's why he hurried over to ask for proof!

   Now he doesn't have the patience to identify it, and plans to take down the guy who suddenly appeared.

   As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped on the smoke, his big palm-like hand clenched into a fist, and went straight to Li Feiyu's back!

   Howling through the air!

   Arm strength is amazing, it seems to be able to tear tigers and leopards by hand!

   With his back turned, Li Feiyu remained motionless.

  With a muffled bang, the huge fist hit Li Feiyu **** the back.

  Suddenly, a blue light flashed, and Zhao Xuanxuan's face changed instantly. He wanted to stop, but he was too old!

   The fist smashed hard!

   But there was a click, and the whole person's arms drooped feebly!

  Zhao Xuanxuan let out a scream, stepped on the smoke, and looked forward in shock, anger and disbelief...

  Looking at the cyan armor floating in the white robe figure, so familiar!

  He was completely dumbfounded!

  In the yard, Han Qingshu, who was walking quickly, was also stunned, his eyes widened, his fingers passed by, and he exclaimed: "Qijia magic skill?!"

  (end of this chapter)

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