August 20, 2017

The group of three returned to the Li family compound in the early morning with heavy burdens.

In ancient times, even though there are only difficult historical fragments left, it is still too heavy for people in peacetime.

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In Li Fengyun's tea room, Li Fengyun, Zhao Yan, Li Jinglun and Shen Qingming were sitting around the tea table. There was an empty space beside Zhao Yan, and a teleconference stone was placed - this was a remote meeting equipment prepared for Li Jing who was staying in the house and refused to go out.

After a while, Lu Xin presented fragrant tea to the people present and gently sat down. Heavy haze was hanging on his delicate face.

"Only everyone present knows about this matter at present, even the elders in the family are still kept in the dark. I have thought it over and over again, but I still don't think it's appropriate to make a statement. What do you think?"

Zhao Yan frowned and agreed, "It is indeed not advisable to publicize it with great fanfare. This kind of thing is too big. We don't have strong evidence at hand. If we rashly make it public, it will only become the target of public criticism... Of course, it is up to the elder brother to decide on this matter."

Li Fengyun sipped the tea, frowned and thoughtless.

Lu Xin sighed and said, "Don't count on him. Every time he is injured, he will meditate and reflect on his own problems, and he will not be able to recover from the truth for a while."

While speaking, in order to prove his point of view, he knocked Li Fengyun's head with a golden candlestick on the table, and only made a crisp sound of gold and iron fighting.

Lu Xin said again: "And I thought about it carefully. If we look at it optimistically, the awakening of the demon clan is just a coincidence. Now that we have killed it and eradicated the future troubles, there is no need to continue to worry about this."

"The question is, how to judge whether it is a coincidence? Such things cannot be wishful thinking or deceive yourself." Zhao Yan sighed, "Maybe I am suspicious by nature, but I always feel that the creatures that have not appeared in the world for thousands of years suddenly awaken. It would be fine if they were just alone, but it was so close to Mr. Wang Jiu's awakening time, it was really hard to let go."

Lu Xin nodded, then turned his eyes with Zhao Yan, Shen Qingming and others, staring at Wang Jiu. Li Jinglun even took out his notebook, like a soldier in the war, preparing to record every word Wang Jiu said.

This sword spirit senior who claims to be the outer divine sword can be said to be the most authoritative expert on the issue of the demon race. If it is related to the demon race, of course, we must listen to his opinions.

Wang Jiu also thought for a long time. When he saw everyone looking at him, he pondered and said, "Well, I have a stupid way here. There was a magical sword formation in my sword world that could sense the location of the demons in the world with the means of the mysterious Tianji. If it could be repaired and restored, I could use this sword formation to search for the traces of the demons in the Xiangzhou demons and judge whether the demons in the trial cave were just a remnant of the demons who woke up by chance, or was there more demons lurking on this continent."

Lu Xin was stunned when he heard this: "There is such a powerful sword formation? Why not repair it earlier?"

Wang Jiu explained: "The prerequisite for inspiring the sword formation is to put a demon into the sword formation and sacrifice blood before the sword formation can point out the general direction of the demon race sequenced under the sacrifice. When I woke up, I saw peace in the world and there was no trace of the demon race at all. Where should I go to find the sacrifice?"

"So... wait, what about now? That guy Li Jing rashly took action to burn the demon clan. Will it be..."

"It's okay." Wang Jiu said, "It doesn't need a complete demon clan, and some of them are OK. Mi Yanhanba was destroyed by the Red Flame Poison Curse at that time. Li Xiaoyi's body, who was possessed by him, could be regarded as a yang body, and I have already entered the sword world. When needed, put the yang body into the sword formation and guide the demon clan below the upper demon general."

Hearing this, the few people in the tea room were very inspired.

"What are you waiting for? Please repair the sword formation as soon as possible. If you have any material needs, please just speak up."

Wang Jiu said: "Okay, although this is just an auxiliary building, the materials required for construction are indeed troublesome. In addition to basic materials such as one hundred blue-level magic weapons, the most important thing is that I need an original sword spirit as the core of the sword formation."

...

Hearing the four words "primitive sword spirit", the tea room was quiet for a while. The few people looked at each other, all of whom felt helpless.

Lu Xin sighed: "The Primitive Sword Spirit... I didn't expect to come back to this question in the end."

This time, the reason why Li Fengyun went to the trial cave alone was to seek a primitive sword spirit. However, the sword spirit was not found, but instead encountered a sneak attack by a demon clan and returned seriously injured.

Now, the original sword spirit has an additional demand, which is really a headache.

Shen Qingming whispered: "Ajiu's side is more important, I'm not in a hurry."

Zhao Yan smiled bitterly: "It's not a question of who comes first or later, but we can't even take out a sword spirit... Xin'er, you wrote letters to several other companies before, have you replied?"

Lu Xin said: "Except for the Shen family, the others have sent reply letters... It is not optimistic. Either there is no inventory like the Li family, or even if there is one, it has a predetermined purpose and cannot be traded. Judging from the attitude of the letter, it is very firm. As for the Shengzong and the Third Court, there is no reply letter yet, but I am afraid that we can't count too much."

Li Jinglun frowned and asked, "Is there any room for fusion for that magic sword formation? Do you have to be the original sword spirit? Is it not possible to use a substitute?"

Wang Jiu thought for a while and said, "Theoretically, there is a feasibility of substitution. As long as you can take out a prop, or design a mechanism, and meet the following conditions at the same time."

As he said that, Wang Jiuyun's pen was flying, and in a blink of an eye he filled three sheets of paper with dense mathematical formulas and handed them to Li Jinglun.

Li Jinglun only glanced at it and felt that his spiritual consciousness was a little unfunctional. However, as one of the few best-selling writers, writers and theorists in Qingyun City, his professional spirit and manly dignity made him unable to say that he could not understand it, so he forced himself to calculate it under the huge mental pressure.

After a while, Li Jinglun's eyes were congested, his nostrils were relaxed, and a boiling water vapor rose above his head, just like the evaporation of brain substance.

Seeing Li Jinglun's appearance, no one knows that the substitute may not be expected. Lu Xin shook his head and planned to persuade Li Jinglun to give up. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Li Jinglun suddenly roared: "I calculated it!"

Then he took out a piece of white paper from his sleeve and quickly drew a mechanism design drawing, with dense formulas listed below.

"Look, just design and build a small psionic furnace according to this formula, and you can replace the original sword spirit!"

While wiping the sweat, Li Jinglun felt that he felt comfortable and ironed everywhere on his body. This kind of feeling of solving problems was even more pleasant than when he was instructing some fanatical female book fans in person.

However, before the pleasure spread throughout the body, Wang Jiu reached out and pointed under the drawing: "The number here is wrong."

"..." Li Jinglun frozen in an instant. After a moment, even more boiling and terrifying water vapor rose above his head. After a while, he fell without saying a word, and two streams of blood flowed out of his nostrils.

Lu Xin covered his face and shook his head: "Okay, I'll think of a solution for the original sword spirit... The Zhao family does have inventory, but they just don't want to trade with us. I can try to find my father to think of a solution."

Zhao Yan exclaimed lightly: "There is a stock in Jinyucheng? Then I will find a way to set up a line with the other side. Although I am from a separate family, there are still a few acquaintances in Jinyucheng's family."

"Well, then thank you Sister Yan."

"Why are the family so polite? And this is not for the selfish interests of each family..."

The gathering in the tea room finally came to an end, and everyone was brainstorming, but they didn't come up with any practical solutions.

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"Hey, the original sword spirit, it's really a headache."

On the way home, Shen Qingming stretched his waist long and turned to ask Wang Jiu: "Ajiu, do you think the demons will really make a comeback?"

Wang Jiu said: "It is impossible to judge. And objectively speaking, this question should not be you asking me, but I ask you. On that day, the fairy and demon war, Jiuxianzun and I went straight to Huanglong from the front line of Zhongzhou to raid the Demon Emperor Palace, which was equivalent to a suicide attack. At least several other people did not plan to go back alive. At that time, Concubine Shang Lan and others had evaluated the comparison of the enemy and me. As long as they could kill the core leader of the demon clan, the demon clan group would definitely not be the opponent of the Wanxian Alliance, which had integrated the resources of Jiuzhou. We fully trusted the Wanxian Alliance, so we would spend our lives on the raid. As for whether they deserve our trust... that is the question that you later generations need to answer. Judging from the current situation, at least the worst situation has not occurred."

After pausing, Wang Jiu said again: "And it doesn't matter if the demons really make a comeback. I can defeat them once, and I can defeat them a second time."

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On the other hand, after the tea party, Lu Xin took Li Fengyun back to the bedroom to prepare for rest. As the mistress of the family, she has experienced a lot of things in the past two days and is very tired. She fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep for a moment.

Late at night, Lu Xin was suddenly awakened by a sensation.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a bright silver moonlight shining through the glass window into the room, reflecting a tall and handsome figure.

"Fengyun?"

"Ah, Xin'er, did I wake you up? Sorry." Li Fengyun apologized while tidying up the storage bag and sword around his waist.

Lu Xin rubbed his eyes and asked incredible ways: "Are you... going to go far? Where are you going?"

Li Fengyun said enthusiastically: "I checked Xiangzhou geography before going to bed. There is a Biyun Mountain 800 miles away from Qingyun. It is said that there are many strange people and strange things at the foot of the mountain. I want..."

"Are you still thinking about jumping off the cliff and seeking adventure?"

Li Fengyun nodded: "Yes, isn't the original sword spirit urgently now? So..."

"So you come back honestly and lie down! We are all working hard, so you will make less trouble!"
Chapter completed!