Hearing what Qingyun said, Li Chun's smile became even bigger, and he thought it would be better if you get them to go to bed.
"Okay, Mr. Li will continue."
With that said, Qingyun threw out a small jade bottle. After Li Chun opened it, he said again:
"What you were poisoned by was poison from a special kind of beast, and the antidote is its blood. However, these few drops are only enough to suppress it but not relieve it. I believe that I don't need to tell you. The Li family master should know what to do, right? "
After taking a deep look at this young man with a handsome and tender face, but ruthless and decisive methods, the head of the Li family first shook his head and smiled bitterly, and then sighed:
"You know, Young Hero wants me to protect Li Qing'er and Li Xi'er, right?"
"Yes, this is not only an opportunity for the Qingxi sisters, but also the fate of your Li family. What will you get in exchange for the death of Li Feng and several servants? As the head of the family, I believe you know better than me. .”
After years of experience, my face and bullshit skills are increasing day by day.
A bamboo and stone sword could not be hidden by the Li family accidentally.
"Li understands, young hero, don't worry."
Hearing this, Li Chun's pupils shrank slightly, and he secretly thought that indeed, this young man's background is probably very big.
"Okay, I can see that the head of the Li family is a person who will achieve great things. Don't worry, this blood is enough to suppress the toxins in your body for fifty years. Within fifty years, I will take the time to come back to see the two sisters' practice. I hope you will treat me well and supervise me." They, please don’t let me down.”
"Yes, please remember Li!"
Qingyun bit these last few words very hard, making Li Chun feel like a light on his back. Recalling the other party's magical abilities and terrifying methods, he shuddered again.
"Very well, that's about me..."
"Young hero has never appeared here, and Li has never seen you."
Before the young master could finish what he said, Li Chun interrupted him very wisely, but Qingyun became more and more satisfied after hearing this, thinking that as the head of the family, Li Chun, although his qualifications may be average, his conduct in life is impeccable.
As the saying goes, a slap in the face gives a candy. After giving instructions and asking for some details, the young master showed his kindness and gave Li Chun some "treasures of heaven, materials and earth" from the thirty-three realms.
At this time, Mr. Li was so excited that he immediately imitated Li Qing'er and knelt down. He burst into tears of gratitude and almost offered Qingyun as his ancestor, but was kicked out by the young master.
In fact, it is not surprising that he was so rude, because as the palace of the mysterious Lord, the Fuming Ancient Ruins contained countless real treasures of heaven and earth, not to mention the subsequent fighting in the Spirit Mirror Sacrifice, which made these treasures even more popular among some monks. They have more and more in their hands.
Mr. Qingyun, who has always upheld the fine traditional virtue of diligence and thrift, is naturally the leader among them.
But what he rewarded Li Feng was just some scraps of hot chicken. Of course, if these scraps were placed in Kyushu, they would be valuable but not marketable, so it was normal for Li Chun to have tears in his eyes.
These spiritual materials are enough to restore his son Li Chang to his original state, and even his own cultivation level can be improved, and it is not impossible to break through to the state of concentration.
It would be a good deal to kill Li Feng, an enemy who competes with him overtly and covertly for the position of the head of the family.
In fact, although Qingyun's treasure bag is still there, it only contains the spiritual materials that were originally intended to be used to refine medicine.
Because most of the property was still on Xiao Luoyi's body, but the spiritual power of the black-clothed killer was too overbearing. He beat the eldest sister to death with one palm, and her treasure bag naturally no longer existed.
When Qingyun came to the backyard again, the two Qingxi girls had already begun to discuss "Yunfei Sword Technique" with each other. Qingyun nodded with satisfaction.
"Master Wan, I can only do so much for your death. Qingyun licked his face and reproduced the bamboo and stone sword in return. Although it is far from being able to offset the suffering that Miss Fang'er has suffered, at least it will serve as your lifelong sacrifice." I have tried my best to fulfill my wish, so please forgive me."
Looking back, my eyes are full of desolate things, how could I know the autumn moon and spring breeze.
Just because of his own contribution and Bai Zhizheng's deliberate and unintentional concealment of the blame, the poor Wan Guliu died without a trace, and he was even more infamous for eternity.
Even after death, even his own sect was cast aside thousands of times by the monks in Jiuzhou who survived from the thirty-three realms.
If Qingyun, his father and daughter, said that he had no guilt in his heart, he would be deceiving himself.
Therefore, he neither wanted the psychic bamboo stone sword nor the swordsmanship inheritance contained in it. After sending Wan Congfang home, he had the idea of opening up branches for his sect.
"It's a matter of cause and effect."
Qingyun thought a little against his will, because he always remembered Wanguliu's last words very clearly.
The bamboo and stone sword was the dowry he left to Fang'er, but the original herb-gathering girl could no longer wear the phoenix crown and harem of his daughter's family.
"Why not, eldest sister?"
Quietly feeling the small piece of bright jade borneol nestled next to his purple-gold poisonous elixir, Qingyunzhui burst into tears.
"Ah! Senior Qingyun, you...you are..."
Li Xi'er is not as calm as Li Qing'er, and she seems to be familiar with Qingyun after just two calls.
Qingyun could see that her eyes were red and her clothes were damp as she held the bamboo and stone sword in her hand. It was probably because Li Qing'er had revealed some cruel truths in the world to her.
However, seeing that Qingyun had changed into clean clothes and returned to the appearance of the world-famous young man, both of them covered their mouths and were extremely shocked.
"What's wrong with me?"
Qingyun's original appearance was very sunny and heroic, but Xiao Luoyi's death dealt him an extremely heavy blow, and the sadness that could not be hidden added to his melancholic temperament.
It’s also more attractive.
"Xier!"
Li Qing'er also took a sneak peek at Qingyun and quickly tugged at the corner of her sister's clothes, and then whispered teasingly:
"Why, didn't you say that in this life you will not marry anyone other than the White Sword Immortal?"
As soon as these words came out, Li Xi'er's cheeks turned crimson and her body began to twist delicately.
With Qingyun's ears, he heard Li Qing'er's words, but what made his heart move were the words "White Sword Immortal".
"Okay, I have already told Li Chun that you two can practice peacefully here from now on. He will know what to do."
"yes!"
Li Qing'er quickly stopped her smile and nodded seriously.
"Well, to be honest with you, I have been in deep trance since I came out of the Thirty-Three Realms... Well, I am in seclusion here. Qing'er is well-informed. Tell me about the major events that have happened in these years."
A Qing'er sound made the girl's face turn a little red. She didn't dare to look directly into Qingyun's eyes, but just lowered her head and said:
"Senior, that's ridiculous. I'm not knowledgeable enough to talk about it. I wonder what you want to know?"
"Call me Qingyun."
"Don't dare."
"Hey, I told you that you don't need to be so formal. Forget it, just tell me first who the Bai Sword Immortal is?"
Speaking of the word "Bai Jianxian", Qingyun could clearly see a hint of admiration and yearning in the eyes of the Qingxi sisters. Li Qing'er opened her mouth and said, as if she knew everything from her family's treasures:
"You should have heard of Bai Jianxian's name. He was Bai Swordsman, one of the three core disciples of Haiyou Sword Sect back then, Senior Bai Zhizheng."
Sure enough, Qingyun nodded secretly, and Li Qing'er continued:
"The story of Senior Bai Zhizheng leading our young monks from Kyushu in the Thirty-three Realms, and controlling the demon clan in bloody battles with strange beasts, has long been spread throughout our Yuezhou and even other states. After escaping from trouble, he was captured by elites like you who survived. Called 'White Sword Immortal'."
"Haha, Bai Jianxian, your reputation is really quite big!"
"That is, Bai Jianxian has soared into the sky not long after he escaped from the Thirty-three Realms. Although he is not young, he still managed to catch up before Qingxu Tian's Danlin, and broke through to the Concentration Realm with the ninth level of Yuan Hua. We Yuezhou have earned a lot of face!"
"Oh, Master Bai has always been very strong."
Qingyun has never been very fond of Bai Zhizheng, and he is even his love rival secretly. As for his grievances, he has only a lot of grudges, so his compliments to Li Xi'er are naturally expressionless.
However, Li Qing'er immediately noticed the subtle change in the master's mood. He quickly glared at his sister and continued talking, but his voice was much calmer:
"Xi'er is right. Not long after Bai Zhi broke through to the Concentrated Soul Realm, his master passed away, so he naturally took over the position of elder in the master's sect and became one of the youngest inner sect elders of Haiyou Sword Sect. "
"That's right, let me tell you, Senior Qingyun, Bai Jianxian is very powerful. He once refused the invitations from Zixiao Sect and Liuyun Sect, and said with great dignity that he would inherit his master's legacy, rebuild Bailian City, and even It has won the admiration and attention of the Immortal Sword Sect!"
The naive Li Xi'er didn't realize that her sister had omitted the honorific title for Bai Zhizheng, let alone the hint in her eyes, and was still praising Bai Zhizheng in a self-centered manner, which made Li Qing'er break out in a cold sweat. Started to panic.
The sharp contrast between the two sisters, one sophisticated and the other innocent, finally caused a beautiful smile to appear on Qingyun's lips.
"Qing'er, what you practice is the process of getting rid of the false and preserving the true. If you pay too much attention to foreign things, you will easily lose your true nature."
Qingyun's smile was very charming. Even though his sadness was not diminished, it still made Li Qing'er exhale a long breath and feel at ease.
"Yes, this junior is dressed up."
"Go on, Bai Zhizheng and I are old acquaintances."
Qingyun said calmly.
"Wow, Senior Qingyun, you actually know Bai Jianxian!"
Hearing these words, Li Xi'er jumped three feet high and almost fell directly on Qingyun. This made the sister who had just calmed down just now feel as big as a bucket.
"We know it naturally. Didn't Qing'er just say that in the last period of the Thirty-three Realms, without him and Zhizhengtang, we may never see the sun of Kyushu again. Bai Zhizheng has indeed contributed a lot. .”
Qingyun said sincerely.
"Senior, please tell us what is going on in the Thirty-Three Realms. Isn't it thrilling? I heard that the strange beasts there are countless times more powerful than those in Kyushu! The passion of bloody battle is really so exciting!"
"Xi'er, pay attention to your manners!"
Li Xi'er's eyes were as bright as stars, but Qingyun's words also aroused her great curiosity. Just out of etiquette, she did not forget to admonish her.
