A clear and loud voice was heard, but it was faintly tinged with mourning.

Then the green sword pierced through Li Qinglin's chest, and sword light continued to overflow from the sword tip.

With a "swish", the bright sword light overwhelmed the sky light, illuminating the wilderness, and a sharp sword intent suddenly appeared.

But immediately afterwards, he was suppressed by a stream of blood and energy like a maggot on the tarsal bone!

"That is..."

Guan Xi's eyes showed astonishment.

Then, from Li Qinglin's chest, brilliant light shone, and a thick mist of blood and qi rose from his body, which unexpectedly burst out with endless brilliant and terrifying pressure! Broken limbs were reattached, and flesh and blood grew.

Quack! Just like the cry of a golden toad, in the blink of an eye, Li Qinglin's injuries were healed.

One hand tightly grasped the Qingfeng sword, and then suddenly bent it! Snap!

A crack visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared on the surface of the Qingfeng Sword.

The Qingfeng Sword suddenly collapsed inward and shrank, degenerating into a sword ball, piercing through the void and heading towards Guan Xi.

Guan Xi's face turned pale, and the magic power in his body went into chaos like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins.

"That is... a martial arts magic?!"

Guan Xi's face looked extremely ugly, so gloomy that water seemed to be dripping from it.

But not just any warrior who is exploring the way forward can condense martial arts supernatural powers.

Those who can master the magical powers of martial arts are rare even in Jiwu Yulongmen!

Not to mention, Li Qinglin's martial arts ability seems to be inclined towards healing and nirvana! This kind of person is the most feared!

He is simply an indestructible cockroach! "Jiecaolou? I will remember the revenge for this sword."

When Li Qinglin's calm voice came, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

When he looked again, there was only a piece of scorched earth left, and there was no trace of Li Qinglin.

…

Huainan Prefecture governs thirty-six counties.

If there were a cultivator who had practiced the art of looking into the dark, he would be able to see this magnificent and majestic city from above, with a strong aura of humanity rising into the sky.

Half purple and half red, it gathers all the luck in the house.

Li Qingjing is now the Minister of Grain, a high rank of the second grade, but the courtyard he lives in is quite ordinary and not extravagant.

There were only a few dozen servants in the mansion, which made the mansion look a bit shabby.

Early in the morning, two warriors arrived at the gate of Li's mansion on fast horses. After dismounting and explaining to the gatekeeper, they hurried into the mansion.

A moment later, in a hall somewhere in the mansion, Li Qingjing was writing official documents.

He is in his thirties, with a resolute face and an aura of authority without even getting angry.

Just writing the official documents in silence made the maids on both sides feel so depressed that they could hardly breathe.

Listen to the reports from the two servants.

Li Qingjing's hand suddenly trembled, and the brush slipped across the document paper.

He stood up suddenly, his face full of joy.

"Any news about my brother's whereabouts?"

"At the foot of Shuangjiao Peak, he fought against many martial arts masters alone, and even escaped with his life from the hands of the immortal master of Jiecao Tower?"

"Brother is injured?!"

Li Qingjing frowned, then quickly regained his composure, with a deep look flashing in his eyes.

"According to Jiecaolou's style of doing things, if they win a small victory, they will definitely publicize it and make a big fuss about it; if it is a draw, they will definitely be modest and boast about their small victory..."

"Escaped with his life? It seems that both sides have won and lost. Brother should be fine."

Li Qingjing sat back in his seat and digested the surprise brought by Li Qinglin's sudden increase in strength.

Li Qingjing now has some experience in martial arts and has achieved profound accomplishments.

But it is precisely because of this that we know that martial arts is not easy, and the third level of martial arts is even more out of reach. Talent, perseverance and opportunity are all indispensable.

"Fortunately, my Li family has a man like my brother who can secretly deter villains. I have also benefited from my brother's influence over the years, so I have avoided many disasters."

Li Qingjing pondered in his heart, took two sips of tea and then asked slowly.

"What is Jiwu Yulongmen's attitude towards my brother now?"

"Where is that immortal master?"

The two servants bowed and quickly replied, "The attitude of Jiwuyu Longmen towards the master is rather ambiguous. The elders in the sect seem to have different opinions. Some try to make friends with him, some are indifferent, and some try their best to strangle him to avenge their past..."

"As for that immortal master, I heard that it was Guan Xi. After returning to Jiecao Tower, he returned to his cave without saying a word and announced that he would be in seclusion for five years. Before the seclusion, he was even angry and punished many of the sword-carrying Taoist children."

Li Qingjing muttered, "As expected," and waved his hand to signal the two to leave.

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Although some people complained that Li Qinglin had just left for so many years and even rarely wrote to him.

But Li Qingjing also knew that this was the best situation now.

"It's time to tell mother and Qingqing about my brother's recent situation."

Li Qingjing felt a headache when he thought of the stubborn old lady who only wanted to stay in her hometown and didn't want to enjoy the life at home.

Fortunately, for some reason, the old lady has been healthy over the years and her legs and feet are still very nimble even though she is nearly seventy years old.

Li Qingjing guessed that it was probably his brother who secretly took care of Li Xian's body.

As for Li Qingqing, she was already a grown-up girl, but she still had not married.

Logically speaking, with Li Qingqing's current status, her door would be broken down by matchmakers.

But Li Qingqing had high standards and had announced that her marriage partner must either be extremely talented, comparable to her second brother, or a martial arts prodigy, not inferior to her eldest brother.

This almost blocked 99% of the men in the world.

Whenever he thought of this, Li Qingjing's head hurt more.

Half a month later.

Li Qingjing went in and out of Jiwuyulongmen and Jiecaolou on the pretext of "collecting taxes and repairing old temples", and secretly accepted You Ji, Chen Cejun and others.

Quietly, the disturbance caused by Li Qinglin was resolved.

Many people also approached Li Qingjing based on their connections, hoping that he would introduce them to Li Qinglin and allow them to become his disciples.

In response, Li Qingjing chose to decline.

Nightfall.

The entire sky was shrouded in a thin mist, and the faint starlight seemed unable to penetrate the mist.

And in Jiecao Building, on the roof.

An old Taoist priest who had been sitting there for who knows how long, with the mat under his feet and body weathered and overgrown with weeds, looked up at the sky with a puzzled look in his eyes.

"Strange, two heroes from the same family? Li Qingjing's luck is light blue, and he has a bright future. But why can't I see anything about Li Qinglin's destiny? It's all dark, and I can't get any deeper. It has the tendency to fall apart and turn into dust in the next moment, but it also has the tendency to soar into the sky and break through the quagmire. Strange..."

He seemed to want to move.

Then the sparse starlight seemed to be attracted by something and fell on the sloppy old Taoist priest, actually forming a feather coat.

The weeds all around swayed, and the Jiecao Building was shaking slightly, causing countless monks in the building to be frightened.

But in the end, he yawned and sat back down.

"Forget it, it's boring. I'm too lazy to move. I might as well continue to take care of the stars of the past. As long as the stars are there, that's enough."

(End of this chapter)