Chapter 120: Everything Han Li saw and heard was the legend of Li Xunhuan Li Xunhuan did not hide his questions from the Changshi, the hunchbacked old butler. "You also want to cultivate immortality?" "No, no, no, I don't want to." The chief secretary's eyes widened, and he quickly denied it, then said awkwardly, “I actually have a grandson.” "Okay, come to my house in three days. If he has a chance to become an immortal, I will help him enter the immortal gate." "Thank you, Second Master," Li Xunhuan shook his head and said nothing. Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect. The Chief Secretary has guarded Li Garden for many years. Even if he has no merit, he has worked hard and he deserves a good ending.
After a pause, Li Xunhuan thought of the various forces, big and small, in Jiayuan City, which had made many contributions, either actively or passively, in the past. Then he gave the following command: "Send a message to all the big and small forces in the city, and tell them that I, Li Xunhuan, have returned and will leave in seven days." "This is the city lord." The chief secretary's eyes turned red. The city lord is still the twelve-year-old child he was back then. Gratitude. Seven days? This is probably a reward for those people in the past. A smart person will naturally know how to strive for immortality. For a foolish person, once missed, it is missed. Li Xunhuan returned to the room. It is still the same as before. That night, he rarely practiced and fell into a deep sleep. . . . Mo Fu. In a study room, the Fourth Madam, Madam Liu, the Second Madam, the Third Madam, and the Fifth Madam were sitting around. The three beauties of the Mo family stood behind them. At this time, Madam Liu held a letter in her hand and read: "If you are absolutely sure, you can kill the person holding the letter and obtain the immortal fate. If you are not sure, entrust the matter of the Warm Light Jade to City Lord Li."
"If you startle a dragon, you will make many enemies. If you cannot defeat it, you can spend all your wealth to seek a chance to survive. Remember, saving your life is the most important thing." "If City Lord Li returns, you can seek support or seek immortal fate." The girls looked at each other in bewilderment. It turned out that it was because none of what my husband Mo Juren said was correct. The person holding the letter did not show up, but the letter was delivered by flying stones. During the civil strife, Ouyang Batian and Yan Ge died at the hands of Xiao Li's Flying Dagger. The Five Colors Gate died without any illness. In Jiayuan City, the Mo family and the Jingjiao Society have become the top forces. As for City Lord Li? Madam Liu looked puzzled and turned to look at the taciturn Fifth Madam Wang. "Sister is in charge of the intelligence of Jing Jiao Society. Do you have any news?" "Never." Cherish words like gold. At this moment, a notification sounded from not far outside the door. "Madam, a letter was sent from Li Yuan in the city." Li Yuan? Several people looked at each other, could it be that? Madam Liu barely managed to hold back her anger and raised her voice, "Send it in." After a while, everyone in the hall was overjoyed. Immortal fate! In the past, City Lord Li went there to seek immortality and ask for the way. Later, her husband Mo Juren followed. Today, my husband has not returned, but City Lord Li has returned. They guessed that City Lord Li had a high probability of getting what he wished for. Otherwise, I would have died in a foreign land like my husband, quietly and without a trace. "The day after tomorrow, everyone, come with me and test your fate with me." Time flies, three days later. The gate of Li Garden was wide open, and a long queue formed inside and outside. The scene was silent and no one spoke. But there was a hint of passion hidden in their eyes. Immortal fate, longevity! In the front is a combination of an old man and a child.
It was the Chief Secretary and his grandson. The child was only about five years old, and his face was full of confusion. He held a round bead in his little hand. The five colors of gold, green, blue, yellow and red complement each other. Five spiritual roots! Li Xunhuan raised his slender eyebrows, it is rare to have spiritual roots. Under the expectant gaze of the Chief Secretary, he slowly spoke, "Five spiritual roots, yes." As for the waste of spiritual roots, he did not even mention it. Hearing his words, the chief official was overjoyed and jumped up and down, just like Fan Jin who passed the imperial examination. The five-year-old grandson didn't understand what the old man meant, but he chuckled as he watched the old man's actions. After a moment, the chief historian regained his composure and bowed, "Don't blame me, Master." Then, he snatched the spirit-testing bead from his grandson's hand and returned it to Li Xunhuan. An accident happened. In the spirit-testing beads, yellow, red and green interact with each other. Li Xunhuan was startled and his expression became strange. Three spiritual roots? ! Is this what it means to cultivate immortality by starting as a sixty-year-old man? Goldfinger is the head of the family? Good guy. Blessings are profound. At this time, the tender voice of a five-year-old child sounded, "Grandpa, it's beautiful. There is color inside the bead." Tiefu, the former chief secretary and today's butler, was trembling, his voice was trembling, and his eyes were full of disbelief. "Second Master, this?" "Yes, that's fine." Tiefu opened his mouth, looked at his grandson, and closed it again. After a long while, he pretended to be reluctant and waved his hands to refuse. "Second Master, I won't go. I'm already sixty years old and I don't have many years left to live." "Okay, you're not one more." Li Xun Huan shook his head and exposed it. Seeing that he was still suspicious, he deliberately scolded him. "Your grandson is only five years old, and you still have to take care of him. When will it be your second master's turn to take care of your grandson?" The chief secretary's mouth opened into a grin, but then he closed it, clasped his hands, and said, "Thank you, Master Er."
"Okay, let's leave." "Yes." Li Xunhuan watched the other person leave and had an idea. It just so happened that Tainan Valley was lacking a housekeeper. Stories about gift-giving and testing one’s affinity with the immortals continue, but spiritual roots are not common. No, no, still no. The same is true for the four ladies of the Mohist school. The same goes for Mo Cai Huan and Mo Feng Wu. Until the black jade bead. Among the spirit beads, there are blue, gold and yellow. The three spiritual roots are water, metal and earth. Even Li Xunhuan was a little surprised. Thinking about it, it seems reasonable. The fact that she was able to give birth to Li Yingning, a Jindan cultivator, shows that she most likely has spiritual roots. Of course, what choice Mo Yuzhu makes, or whether she follows him to practice Taoism, is none of his business. . . . Li Xunhuan is bidding farewell to Jiayuan City. Han Li had just entered the world of immortal cultivation. Inside one of the attics in the Tainan Valley Pavilion complex. Han Li stayed quietly in the corner, listening to the conversation between Hu Pinggu, Wu Jiuzhi, and Hei Mu, and learning about the Yue Kingdom's cultivation world and the Ascension Conference. "Everyone knows about the Ascension Conference and the Foundation Building Pill. I won't say much. Today, I will tell you the story of Li Xunhuan, a legendary cultivator from Lanzhou." Li Xunhuan? Han Li was originally planning to inquire about the Ascension Conference and the Foundation Building, but when he heard the three words "Li Xunhuan", he secretly pricked up his ears. "Li Xunhuan won the title of the third place in the imperial examination at the age of twelve, but was persecuted by the Emperor of Yue and joined the Black Demon Sect to serve him. However, during his tenure as the Lord of Jiayuan City, he studied and practiced martial arts, and did not care about the independent practitioners. He was a real good man." "When I was eighteen, I took the opportunity to escape and seek opportunities. When I returned four years later, I turned out to be a super master at the twelfth level of Qi training. I made it through all the levels in the Ascension Conference and successfully entered the Yellow Maple Valley." "This is not the end. After entering the Yellow Maple Valley, I became a disciple of the Jindan Patriarch with my talent. Three years later, I went to Yuejing to kill the Yue Emperor for revenge." "Then, three years ago, the six sects besieged Spirit Beast Mountain. This man actually killed the Jindan elder of Spirit Beast Mountain with his mid-stage foundation building cultivation. From then on, he became famous in Yue Country and became a legendary figure among the independent cultivators in my Yue Country." Silence, speechless for a long time. Everyone was already familiar with this, but every time they heard it, their blood still boiled. The same is true for Han Li.
It turns out that City Lord Li’s life was so brilliant. He groaned secretly in his heart. Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo, are you still trying to seek immortality and enlightenment by imitating others? The difference is too big! At this moment, Kuroki was very proud and kept the secret. "Do you know who the master of Tainan Valley is?" Wu Jiuzhi couldn't stand Hei Mu's complacency, so he started to dismantle the steps. "Who doesn't know about this? Of course it's my idol Li Xun Huan. Brother Hei Mu, why are you keeping us in suspense with this kind of thing?" But when Hei Mu heard what he said, he chuckled and said, "Then do you know who is the organizer of this Ascension Conference?" "You don't want to say it's Li Xun Huan, do you?" "Exactly." Han Li was dumbfounded. The senior is actually the organizer of the Ascension Conference! How could he be the organizer? (End of this chapter)