The 2,258th year of Dongjili - the second day of August

Yulin Town, heavy rain

The main street, which is usually played, has quietly calmed down due to the storm and storm. A sorrowful sound of suona is particularly harsh on the east side of the town, but it is quite suitable for the situation, attracting a few puzzled pedestrians to stop and look at it.

Chen Mazi took the two pounds of white rice given by the rice shop guy, took out a liang of silver from his cuffs and handed it to the other party, and started chatting.

"Whose family is doing the funeral? Such a big battle?"

"Just come back just now! Li family, yesterday Baiming crossed a big monster. Clan Chief Li was unfortunately poisoned to death by the monster. When he was carried back, he was no longer a human form. Tsk tsk…………”

"Hiss...that monster is so powerful? Clan Chief Li is an immortal, he has been killed!"

"There is still a fake. The joy of the funeral began last night. Until today, except for the leader Li, who has received this treatment..."

The young man Mi Xing seemed to be aroused by the enthusiasm of his conversation, and he became eloquent while he had no customers.

Not surprising at all, Chen Mazi is not unfamiliar with Li family than the young man. No, it should be said that Yulin Town, no one doesn't know about the Li family.

Yulin Town is located on the south side of Bayu Mountain in Lansha Island, and is named after the green jade-like bamboo forest on Bayu Mountain.

Bayu Mountain just blocked the cold air that invaded from the north, so Yulin Town has a pleasant climate all year round and is suitable for living.

However, the environment is good and not only suitable for living, but also monsters like it.

It’s not possible to deal with monsters!

During the Dongji period of about two thousand years, three monks came together to clear out the monsters entrenched here, and established themselves in the foundation, gradually developed into Yulin Town with a population of about 100,000.

After that, the three monks scattered their branches and developed into the three major monk families in Yulin Town, and the Li family was one of them.

The Li family, which has been passed down for nearly three hundred years, and the other two families, in the eyes of 100,000 people in Yulin Town, are the noble immortal family.

Chen Mazi pretended to be still listening to the guy talking nonstop, but he didn't know where to fly.

If I remember correctly, when he was working as a tenant farmer in Liuzhuang, he had seen the leader Li from afar. He was almost eighty and looked younger than him, a man in his early thirties.

"So, will immortals die?"

Chen Mazi murmured to himself, and the elegant figure of Clan Li appeared in his mind.

……………………

The owner of the Li family is in the lobby, and is covered with dark clouds.

The sound of suona that lasted for twelve hours finally stopped, and the suffocating tragic atmosphere finally disappeared for a moment.

About seven or eight people stood around the lobby, and a pair of young men and women wearing mourning clothes were kneeling on the ground.

It is the sons and daughters of the patriarch Li Jinhua, Li Qingxiao and Li Biwei.

Li Biwei just turned sixteen and was unable to accept the fact that her father, who had always been doting on her, was separated by heaven and earth in a blink of an eye. Her eyes were already red from crying, and her body had long been limp, leaning on her brother Li Qingxiao's shoulder.

What is completely different is his brother Li Qingxiao. His delicate eyes were completely without tears, and his handsome face was calm and quiet. Only his tightly pursed lips could make people see that his heart was not calm.

Li Qingxiao traveled to this body a year ago. In his previous life, he went from a rural boy to the position of the boss of a listed company through all obstacles and climbed to the position of the boss of a listed company. He understood that under any circumstances, only by staying calm can the problem be solved.

Anger and sadness can only reduce IQ forever.

He was called out overnight. He was originally in seclusion in the spiritual room of the clan. He heard the bad news until he saw the three bodies covered in green lying in the lobby. He silently put on his mourning clothes and knelt in the hall.

Looking at Li Jinhua's face as if she was asleep, a trace of complexity flashed in Li Qingxiao's eyes. Is it sad?

There are, too.

As a father, Li Jinhua was unqualified. He spent almost all his energy on managing the family. He was very concerned about his daughter Biwei, and talking to himself was always the same.

"How is the cultivation progress?"

"good!"

"Don't waste your cultivation. You are the young clan leader and you will have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of your family in the future."

"clear!"

This is a person who is almost the same as the father of an ordinary farmer in his previous life. He is not good at speaking, rigid and strict.

But he definitely loved him. Li Qingxiao, who had been a human being for two lives, understood from the beginning.

Fortunately, it was because of this personality that the two did not communicate much, which made Li Qingxiao, who had traveled through time, not revealing the truth.

Of course, he was not idle either.

When he first came, he was still very distressed. After all, the company had already been listed. Seeing that he had achieved success and was about to reach a new level, he suddenly came to a strange environment and would not be willing to change it.

But soon, his mind changed.

Cultivating immortals

Eternal life

What a joke, this is much more interesting than making money.

At the age of six, he was detected as a mid-level thunder spirit root in the Xuan-level, shocking the family. His great-grandfather Li Yaowen personally named Qingxiao, which means he has risen to the sky and rises to the sky.

After fourteen years of training Qi, he was at the peak of the fifth level of Qi training at the age of twenty. Nearly half of the family resources in the clan were buried on him.

The situation I was in when I first arrived was so cool.

Of course, there is no free lunch in the world.

The family supported Li Qingxiao so much that his father spared no effort to find various spiritual treasures for Li Qingxiao. Although the people in the clan had complaints, they still tried their best to provide him with resources.

The current situation is time for him to do his best.

"Qingxiao, you are the young patriarch, now it's time for you to make an idea."

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with a rough face. He was Li Qingxiao's fourth uncle, Li Jinhu. He was the one who sent his father and the corpses of two clans back from Baimingdu overnight.

After saying this, the others in the hall got a little free from the sad atmosphere, with an inexplicable look in their arms, looking at Li Qingxiao who was still kneeling on the ground.

It is not necessary to say that the young clan leader Li Qingxiao's spiritual root qualifications are compared. All the monks in the clan have to compare their cultivation progress. Except for Li Biyu, who went out to become a disciple a few years ago, no one can compare with him.

But practicing and handling tribe affairs are two different things. After Li Qingxiao confirmed the Xuan-level spiritual roots, he basically didn't leave the gate, and he was in a state of cultivation without breaking through the two gates.

At this time, Li Jinhu suddenly called out his identity as the young patriarch and asked him to make a decision. He was obviously a little malicious and wanted to see him look ugly.

My sister Biwei also knows her brother and knows that Li Qingxiao never cared about these common things. She quickly wanted to get up to help her talk, but she didn't want to kneel for too long, and her legs were sore and numb, so she almost fell down.

At this time, a big hand suddenly caught her.

Li Qingxiao gently helped her sister to the chair and sat down, gave her a reassuring expression, then turned her head quietly and looked directly at the fourth uncle Li Jinhu who had just spoken.

The calm eyes were like a deep clear spring, which made Li Jinhu feel a little scared in his heart. His wife Chen next to him even felt that Li Qingxiao looked at him intentionally or unintentionally.

The fourth uncle had an idea about the position of patriarch. Li Qingxiao knew that in his early years, he was almost the same as his father Li Jinhua's spiritual root qualifications, but because Li Jinhua was the eldest son, he eventually inherited the position of patriarch.

Later, Li Jinhua, who was promoted to the patriarch's leader, had his cultivation increased from Li Jinhu year by year under the supply of the patriarch's resources, which also led to more complaints from Li Jinhu.

His father Li Jinhua seemed to feel guilty about him. After being promoted to patriarch, he directly handed over the family's core guards to the fourth uncle Li Jinhu.

Although he has been resentful over the years, Li Jinhu, after all, is the same mother as his father, and his blood is thicker than water. He has been in charge of the clan guard for many years, and even if he has two hearts, he will not have been so impatient to seize the position of clan leader of his nephew when his brother's body is not cold.

In short, although I have complained a lot over the years, my heart is really not bad. Besides, the complaints that can be heard prove that he is not a person with many erotic intestines and his temperament is quite straightforward.

The words just now were definitely not what Uncle Fourth thought.

Thinking of this, Li Qingxiao raised his eyes lightly and glanced at Chen, the fourth aunt standing next to Uncle Fourth, and understood in his heart.

"Uncle Fourth said it right. The death of the clan leader and the two clan elders is a foregone conclusion. As the young clan leader, I should come out to take charge of the overall situation."

As soon as this was said, not only Li Jinhu and Chen, second uncle Li Jincheng, his wife Yu, and the five generations of children Li Qingkang, and Li Qingjie and the six Li Qingjie immediately stared at Li Qingxiao with wide eyes.

He ignored everyone's surprise. Li Qingxiao knew that in the eyes of the family, he was a cultivator and did not care about the worldly affairs at all. However, the situation is urgent now, and it is too late to slowly change their views.

"The top priority is, first: According to the clan system, the sorrow and joy have been completed at twelve hours. Choose auspicious time to bury the clan leader and the two clan elders. This is the responsibility of the second uncle.

Second: Baimingdu is the most important industry for my Li family. If the dangers of monsters are not solved, the family's cultivation supply will probably be cut off. However, the blue water and golden-eyed beast is a foundation-building monster, which is not a minor matter and should not be too hasty. I will discuss this with the ancestor. You don't have to worry, and continue to perform their duties and wait for the order.

Third: The clan leader and the two clan elders are in panic, and people are inevitably panic. The fourth uncle controls the clan guards. During this period, he must be tough, strengthen the clan’s garrison, guard against the sneak attacks between the Liu and the King of Liu, and keep a close eye on the mortals in the clan, so as not to have a sense of their own."

As soon as the three orders were issued, Li Jinhu nodded hesitantly in a daze, wondering why his taciturn nephew, who had been silent in the past, suddenly became so clear-headed.

Not only him, but also Li Jincheng, the second son of the Jin generation, seemed to have known his nephew for the first time.

At this moment, an old voice was like a bell exploding, accompanied by terrifying power, coming from the back hall of the ancestral house.

"A group of idiots who are incompetent, they are not as good as a little baby until they are seventy-year-olds and eighty years old. Hu Zi, if you can't control the inner house, I will slap you to death.

Qingxiao, come here..."

Hearing this, everyone quickly knelt on the ground, and Li Jinhu kowtowed like pounding garlic. His wife Chen next to him looked pale and his body couldn't help trembling.

The terrifying momentum of the Foundation Building Realm made Li Qingxiao's forehead also sweat.

There was only one person living in the Li family's ancestral house, Li Yaowen, a second-generation ancestral foundation-building cultivator.

The ancestor Yaowen was promoted to build the foundation in his 100s. For more than a hundred years, he was inserted into the Li family's ancestral house like a magic needle. As long as he was there, the Li family could firmly sit in the three major families in Yulin Town.

In the 2,224th year of Dongjili, the ancestor's legitimate son, Li Zhisheng, died in battle, but the ancestor never appeared.

And this time, he actually appeared and summoned Li Qingxiao.

"Mrs. Li, it's already reached a critical moment!"
Chapter completed!