The first day of February 2290

A drizzle suddenly came, and tiny raindrops hit Lingyu Lake, which had been expanded to a radius of ten miles, and suddenly there were round water ripples, spreading outward.

On a small boat in the lake island, a four-year-old boy with pink carvings was wearing a golden silk jacket, a small tiger hat on his head, and a string of blue-gold collars hanging around his neck. He was so noble that he loved it at first sight.

He was snuggling in the arms of another man in blue on the boat. His two dripping eyes were nervously looking at the fishing rod in front of him. The fishing line that was immersed in the water suddenly sank down. The boy was surprised and shouted: "Uncle Second, there are fish and fish, quickly lift the line!"

"Okay, OK, Titit!"

With a thorn, a catfish with a big mouth with a golden beard hung on the hook. A trace of fierce light flashed in the small fish's eyes, but the bright silver fish hook with a green light could not be removed from its mouth. As the man in blue lifted it in front of him, a trace of thunder spiritual power penetrated into his body. The golden beard catfish felt paralyzed and fainted.

"Wow, I've caught it, I've caught it, I've caught it, my second uncle is so amazing!"

The children liked the fun of catching fish and replenishing shrimps the most, and they jumped happily on the boat. Fortunately, the man in green used his spiritual power to stabilize the hull, so he did not shake.

"Yun Yao, you are pestering your second uncle again to fish. Your father is coming back today. He saw it. It would be strange if you don't hit your butt!"

Suddenly, a gentle woman's voice came from behind her. Li Yunyao's expression of smile just now turned gloomy, and the next second he slapped his mouth and was about to cry, looking at the second uncle in front of him.

Seeing his little nephew's grievance look, Li Qingxiao couldn't help but smile, hurriedly shook off the fishing rod in his hand, picked up Li Yunyao, who was still a little bit, and flew towards Zong Wen'er on the shore.

Without spiritual power on the fish hook, the golden-bearded catfish jumped out and jumped into the water, which was temporarily evading.

"Yun Yao won't cry, Second Uncle will support you, your father dare not hit you!"

"Hehehehehehe, the second uncle is the best!"

This little nerd is so quirky that he has not inherited the rigorous character of his father Li Qingjie. After receiving the promise from his second uncle, he hurried to his mother's arms to beg for mercy.

"Second brother, you will know that you are abusive to him." Zong Wen'er picked up her son and teased her, but she was still very happy. After all, Li Qingxiao is now talking about the same thing in the clan. With his favorites, Li Yunyao's status will only be higher in the future.

"I'm still young. I wait for two years to grow up. When the spirit roots are detected, I will be sent to Qingxiao General Hospital to practice with the seedlings. Then I will let my elder brother train them well!" Li Qingxiao quietly blinked at his nephew, his love for me was expressed.

In the blink of an eye, Li Biwei, the youngest of the Qing generation, is already 43 years old, and Li Qingming, the oldest, is already 50 years old. The lifespan of the monk is more than ordinary people, so most of the marriage age is over forty, and all the people of the Qing generation are at the age of marriage.

As the Li family became more and more famous, many old foundation-building families were rushing to marry their daughter to the Li family. Without Li Qingxiao forcing his clan members, the eldest brother Li Qingming and the third brother Li Qingkang were also married.

However, the title of the eldest son of the seventh generation of the Yun generation of the Li family was still won by this boy from the Qingjie family!

Hong Caiqi is coming to the gold, and the road to the sky is clear.

Li Qingjie personally named his son Yun Yao, and the meaning of commemorating his ancestor Li Yaowen is obvious.

The little guy was loved by all kinds of people as soon as he was born. After all, he was the first seventh generation child. Li Qingxiao, who is the second uncle and the patriarch, loved the most. Even grandmother Chen Hui thought Li Qingxiao was too abusive to him. In the family, he was only a little scared of his father Li Qingjie, who had always had a cold face.

Suddenly, a sword light rushed from the sky. A young man in black jumped off the flying sword, and he was holding a one-eyed sea snake demon about three or four feet long in his hand. The monster's demonic aura had not yet disappeared, and it should have been dead for not long. Li Qingxiao knew at a glance that it was caused by the second style of Dinghai Sword Judgment. He sensed the aura that had not completely dissipated, and his heart suddenly moved.

"The monster in the middle stage of foundation building? It was the one who caused trouble in Baimingdu some time ago?"

The young man in black was naturally Li Qingjie. He nodded and said, "That's right, this beast is cunning. Uncle San has not taken the bait after seducing him several times. I asked Qiao Chun for more than 30 kilograms of spiritual fish plasma to lure him out. It took a lot of trouble to kill it!"

"You are only building the second floor! You should be careful in the future. What if you get injured?" Although Li Qingxiao was a little shocked, he still blamed him.

In recent years, Li Qingjie has been practicing either or slaying demons. He has been almost crazy in practicing Dinghai Sword Jue. Fortunately, Zong Wen'er gave birth to Li Yunyao in 2286, which made him change. Unexpectedly, before he could rest, he went to trouble for the middle-stage monster in the foundation-building stage!

Li Qingjie shook his head and said, "Second brother, you don't understand! Killing more aquatic monsters will be of great help to me practice Dinghai Sword Skill. Moreover, I have a deep understanding of killing this sea snake this time. Dinghai Sword Qi should be able to be practiced soon. I am going to retreat for a while!"

Well, Li Qingxiao did not understand the Dinghai Sword Jue, so he did not refute it. However, when he heard that Li Qingjie was going to retreat, Zong Wen'er and Li Yunyao were obviously unhappy next to him.

Xiao Yunyao's mouth was almost pouting to the sky. Li Qingjie's seriousness made him a little scared, but he still hoped that his father would accompany him more. Li Qingjie always stayed in seclusion for several months, so he was very unhappy when he heard the word "secret".

Seeing the expression of his nephew, Li Qingxiao looked at Li Qingjie and said, "You have to practice hard. Yun Yao is almost four years old. How long have you been with him? Wait for two years to go to Qingxiao General Hospital to practice with your elder brother. If you want to accompany him, you have no time to accompany him for a few more days and then go to seclusion!"

Hearing this, Li Qingjie looked at his son's expectant expression, felt a little guilty and nodded.

Zong Wen'er and Li Yunyao immediately smiled happily. One stepped forward and patted him on the clothes that he had not had time to tidy up. The other grabbed his hand and called "father" intimately.

Looking at this harmonious scene, Li Qingxiao also showed a knowing smile.

After Li Qingjie took the corpse of the sea snake demon to the clan affairs hall to hand in the mission, he accompanied his wife and son to the lake to play. Now, the scenery of the Bayu Mountain Lingyu Lake is as poetic as a painting. If you accidentally sail the lake and boat, you will be happy.

Li Qingxiao returned to the island in the middle of the lake and walked through three halls. Ten years later, the institutions of the three halls have also undergone many changes.

After Li Qingjie built the foundation, Chen Xiantang retreated from the position of the Lord of the Parliament Hall and gave the position of the Lord of the Hall to his grandson Li Qingjie. He originally wanted to be an elder and secretly relax, but he was caught by Li Qingxiao and took over the Lord of the Wanbao Hall, who was originally both.

Fortunately, the Wanbao Temple only manages the cultivation resources of all the monks in the clan. Although it is complicated, according to the rules set by Li Qingxiao, it is enough to be distributed once a month. If no one comes to exchange items on weekdays, Chen Xiantang will be happy and leisurely, so he will start working.

The busiest tribe affairs hall is still the three of them who are in charge of Zong Liuyue, Li Jincheng and Li Jinzhai. They issue tasks and calculate contributions on weekdays, and even many affairs of subordinate civil forces are handled by the tribe affairs hall.

You should know that the number of mortals under the Li family has now been under the management of a subordinate. After ten years of rest and the continuous expansion of the family's sphere of influence, it has increased to nearly one million people.

This million people, whether it is public security, monsters, or all kinds of conflicts, must be handled by Li. If it were based on the size of the original family, it would be impossible to manage it.

Fortunately, the number of monks in the clan has been greatly supplemented.

First of all, the explosive cultivation of cultivators of this clan has increased, which has almost no threat from monsters around the area around Black Valley City. After all, Li Qingjie can kill even monsters in the middle stage of foundation building.

He quietly walked to the sectarian hall. Now the sectarian hall is Li Qingjie. He is not here today, and there are two disciples on duty in the hall. When he saw Li Qingxiao coming in, he saluted respectfully and shouted to the clan leader.

Li Qingxiao nodded, walked straight to the rear, took out the list of Li's monks in the Patriarchal Hall, and began to read it page by page.

First, check the Qi Practicing Clan. So far, the biggest source of family monks is from the Qingxiao General Academy, which was run by my elder brother.

There are thirty students in the first phase of the Qing generation who graduated in 1975, and now they are about thirty years old. Most of them have just reached the middle stage of Qi training and have become the backbone of the Li family's subordinate forces to govern the mortals. However, the second phase of the 1985 graduates are still only in their early twenties, but the number of people is nearly twice as high as the first phase, with more than fifty. Although most of them only have the first level of Qi training, and a very small number of excellent ones have the second level of Qi training, they are also seeds after all, which have expanded the base of the family monk group.

Now the total number of cultivators in the Li family is 132. The patriarchal temple adheres to the clan rules and implements clan laws. The cultivation and progress of all people in the clan, including their original hometowns and even their backgrounds, are recorded in detail. This is naturally Li Qingxiao's idea. They are all secretly recorded and they did not know about it, and they are also careful to be cautious.

These monks of the opposite sex, the Qing generation, were rooted in their loyalty to Li after the first round of study at Qingxiao General Academy. After graduation, they arrived at Bayushan and served for Li's service, and also obtained cultivation resources from Li's family.

The Li family can now be said to be an alternative sect, but it is even more united than the sect. When these children of the opposite sex are performing tasks outside, they are all disciples of the Qingxiao General Academy, which is also known to everyone in the area near Heigu City.

Among the monks of other surnames, the highest cultivation level is from Chenzhuang, a disciple named Chen Qingshan, who is 39 years old and has a sixth level of Qi training!

Although it cannot be compared with the disciples in the clan, it is quite good. Li Qingxiao nodded, then looked at the cultivation level of the people in the clan ahead and laughed silently.

Second uncle Li Jincheng, the peak of the ninth level of Qi training

Second Aunt Yu Shu, the early stage of the ninth level of Qi training

The third uncle Li Jin's house, the peak of the ninth level of Qi training

Aunt Tong Ling, the early stage of the ninth level of Qi training

Fourth Aunt Chen Hui, the early stage of the ninth level of Qi training

Big brother Li Qingming, the peak of the ninth level of Qi training, wife Chen Wan'er, the seventh level of Qi training

The third brother Li Qingkang, the middle stage of the ninth level of Qi training, his wife Duan Yuru, the seventh level of Qi training

The fifth brother Li Qinghan, the middle stage of the ninth level of Qi training

Younger Li Biwei, early stage of Qi training

Qiao Chun and Qiao Liang brothers, the middle stage of the ninth level of Qi training

Looking forward, I looked at the foundation-building cultivator:

Chen Xiantang, the owner of Wanbao Hall, has four foundation building

Zong Liuyue, the master of the clan affairs hall, built the foundation three levels

Li Qingjie, the leader of the Patriarchal Hall, the second floor of foundation building

Li Biyu, the second floor of foundation building

Without turning down, Li Qingxiao closed the roster and counted silently in his heart.

There are now five foundation-building cultivators in the clan, 127 Qi Training cultivators, and 10 Qi Training cultivators have already reached the ninth level of Qi Training cultivators!

Compared with the situation in Li Qingxiao took over as the clan leader in 2258, it is not an exaggeration to say that the family situation has changed drastically!

However, a hint of melancholy flashed in Li Qingxiao's eyes.

"It's not good to have a high cultivation level all at once! We need to prepare to get the foundation-building pill for them!"

If someone else hears this Versailles speech, he might want to slap him to death with one palm.

"Calling the day, Qingkang should be back from Tianhuo City soon! Let's see if he can bring back any good news!"
Chapter completed!