The clan meeting ended, and Li Yuanshao's position as clan leader was saved.
Next, he will work hard to restore his cultivation to the sixth level of Qi Refining Realm to prepare for the duel with Li Minglin eleven days later.
After Li Yuan walked out of the meeting hall, he turned around and said in his heart: "Soon, I will get back everything that belongs to me."
Then, he turned his head and strode out.
Not long after he walked out, Li Mingzhe caught up with him.
Li Mingzhe said with a smile: "Li Yuan, you are so awesome!"
"Brother Mingzhe, thank you very much for today." Li Yuan saw that Li Mingzhe's smile was sincere.
"Why are you thanking me? If I had known you were so strong, I would have just surrendered." Li Mingzhe said with a smile.
"No matter what, I still want to thank you." Li Yuanzhen said.
Li Mingzhe patted Li Yuan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "We are friends, and we are brothers. Why are you so polite? You helped me a lot when you were here."
"Transformed into dragon bones?" Li Yuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then asked, "How do you know... I transformed into dragon bones and disappeared. Except for a few elders in the clan, no one else in the clan should know about this."
"I heard it when the clan members were chatting. There are few people in the family who don't know about this." Li Mingzhe said.
"It seems that it was the old guy Li Gong who spread the word." Li Yuan did not ask any more questions and guessed in his heart.
The two of them talked while walking and talked a lot. When they reached an intersection, they said goodbye and walked towards their respective yards.
Li Mingzhe took two steps, turned around and looked at Li Yuan's retreating figure in the distance, showed a pleased smile, and murmured: "Even if you have lost your dragon bones, you are still the pride of the Li family."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards his yard.
………
Li Yuan returned to the yard, walked into the room, closed the door immediately, rushed to the round table in the room, picked up the teapot, poured it into his mouth, and drank most of the teapot before stopping.
Sitting on the stool, he gasped for air for a long time.
"What? Are you thirsty?" Ling's voice sounded in Li Yuan's heart.
"Well, I'm very thirsty, very thirsty." Li Yuan nodded.
"You look scared. Didn't you act very brave just now?" Ling said.
"Do I look scared?"
"Yes, very scared."
"What am I afraid of? I'm not afraid of anything."
"No, you're afraid."
"I'm not afraid."
"Are you afraid."
"Yes, I'm afraid. That old guy from Li Gong is a master at the eighth level of Qi Refining Realm, and I can't beat ten of him now. Fortunately, he didn't take action just now."
Thinking about it now, Li Yuan still has lingering fears in his heart.
"Someone is coming." Ling suddenly reminded.
Not long after, there was a knock on the door outside.
Li Yuan straightened his clothes and opened the door. A majestic figure stood outside the door.
"Father, why are you here? Is there something wrong?" Li Yuan asked with a stunned expression on his face.
The clan meeting had just ended, and Li Yaolong should have a lot of things to deal with. Coming to him at this time made him a little confused.
Could it be that you want to ask him about his cultivation?
"What? I can't come over to see you if you have nothing to do? You brat, you have been avoiding me since the Dragon Bone disappeared." Li Yaolong had a warm smile on his face and stretched out his huge palm to rub Li Yuan's head.
Seeing Li Yaolong's intimate behavior, Li Yuan's nose felt a little sore and he stood at the door, not knowing what to say.
"What's wrong, are you trying to block me at the door and not let me in?" Li Yaolong retracted his palm and joked.
Li Yuan came to his senses and hurriedly stepped aside to let Li Yaolong enter the room.
"Are you really just here to see me?" Li Yuan asked tentatively again.
Li Yaolong didn't play riddles and said directly: "In eleven days, you will have a duel with Li Minglin. With your current level of cultivation, if you lose, you may not be able to keep your position as the young clan leader. After all, he is now at the sixth level of Qi Refining Realm. of cultivation.
"You have been to that level before, and you should know what the sixth level means. It is definitely not comparable to the previous five levels."
"With his talent, he shouldn't be able to break through to the sixth level of Qi Refining Realm so quickly. He must have used some special method." Li Yuan speculated.
"Here, this is it."
With a flick of his fingers, a green jade bottle appeared in Li Yaolong's hand, and then handed it to Li Yuan.
Li Yaolong wore a gray ring on his finger, called the Yun Ring. It was cast from a particularly rare Yun ring and had a large space inside.
The yin ring can be divided into low-level yin ring and high-level yin ring. The color of the low-level yin ring is fixed. According to the size of the special space contained inside, it is divided into four colors: grey, silver, gold and black from small to large. Its value is also extremely high. big gap.
As for the high-level Yun Ring, it is just a legend. It can be said that there is a whole world in it.
Although the Yun ring worn by Li Yaolong is only ordinary gray, it contains hundreds of special spaces and is worth a lot of money.
In the Li family, only the patriarch is qualified to wear it. It is a status symbol, because there is only one in the entire Li family, and it is one of the items inherited by the patriarch.
Elders from the Li family who have reached the eighth level of Qi Refining Realm are qualified to wear storage bags.
Compared with Yun Jie, the storage bag has much smaller space.
It is made of Mingyao Lingyuan silk as the main material, and Mingyao Lingyuan silk is not a single material, but is refined from several special materials.
Storage bags are generally only a little larger than the palm of your hand. The top-level storage bags have ten square meters of space inside. Carrying them with you can save you a lot of trouble.
Storage bags and low-level Yun Rings can only store items without any life breath.
Li Yuan took the green jade bottle and opened it. A surging energy surged out. His face was shocked and he said excitedly: "Is this the Qi Refining Liquid? Could it be that Li Minglin relied on this thing to break through to the Qi Refining Realm?" Sixth level?"
"Yes, this is Qi Refining Liquid, which can speed up the cultivation of vitality. A few days ago, the Great Elder also got a bottle for Li Minglin, which allowed him to achieve a breakthrough in cultivation." Li Yaolong nodded.
"This thing is very valuable. The elder is willing to spend a lot of money for his grandson." Li Yuan handed the cyan jade bottle back to Li Yaolong and said.
Li Yaolong waved his hand and joked: "This thing is worth a lot of money, one hundred thousand Daxia coins. It's not easy for me, the leader of the clan, to be able to take out a bottle. You can keep this bottle."
"Give it to me?" Li Yuan was stunned when he heard this.
"What? Don't want it?" Li Yaolong raised his eyebrows and said jokingly.
"Yes, yes, yes. This represents your heart. How can I, as your son, live up to your heart?" Li Yuan hurriedly took his hand back and put the cyan jade bottle into his arms.
For his son, his father is willing to spend a lot of money.
"Why does this sound wrong to me?" Li Yaolong was stunned for a moment.
"Father, don't worry, I have this bottle of Qi Refining Liquid. My son promises you that in the duel with Li Minglin in eleven days, I will beat the shit out of him, and even his parents will not be able to recognize him." Li Yuancha changed the topic and solemnly said road.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Li Yaolong nodded happily, "They are all family members, so you should be gentle."
"Today is just to show strength, so the attack is a bit harsh. Otherwise, it will not be able to scare the great elder." Li Yuan nodded and explained.
Patting Li Yuan on the shoulder, Li Yaolong said proudly: "As expected of my son, he now has the demeanor of a patriarch."
Hearing this, Li Yuan smiled awkwardly, I have no intention of usurping the throne.
