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Chapter 129: Qingyan Daoist

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    Han Li had just walked a few steps when he heard someone calling him in the distance.

    "This way, Brother Han!"

    Hearing this, Han Li looked towards the place where the voice was called, and saw Wan Xiaoshan standing beside an old man in blue, waving to him non-stop.

    Han Li smiled and walked quickly.  When he got to the old man in green shirt, Wan Xiaoshan introduced to Han Li:

    "This is Daoist Qingyan from Tainan Valley, and he is a close friend of my father. This Tainan small meeting is co-hosted by him and several other seniors."

    When Han Li heard the young man's words, he couldn't help but take a closer look at Master Qingyan.

    I saw that the old man was tall and thin, with broad shoulders and long hands, wearing a blue Confucian shirt, and he looked like a fairy who had come out of the world.  It's just that his blue-stained face is really amazing!

    Then, the young man said to the old man: "Brother Han, I just met outside the valley. Although he is a casual cultivator, we can talk very well. The uncle should take care of him!"

    At this time, the old man also looked at Han Li. Suddenly he narrowed his eyes and said to Han Li:

    "Han Xiaoyou's wood attribute skills are well practiced! He has already practiced to the eighth level at a young age. This level is rare even in the Xiuxian family!"

    When Han Li heard Qingyan's praise, he smiled wryly.  If it weren't for taking a lot of panacea and good medicine, how could it be possible for him to practice to the eighth level?  It is estimated that it is still climbing between the third and fourth floors!

    But on the surface, he still respectfully and humbly said: "Young and old man praised me, it's just a fluke."

    Daoist Qingyan nodded lightly, and stopped saying anything to him, but turned to Wan Xiaoshan and said:

    "Little guy, several other members of your family have already arrived, and they are all very worried about you. They asked me to take you to see them as soon as I saw you. Come with me now!"

    Wan Xiaoshan couldn't help crying when he heard this.

    "Isn't it that my seventh sister and ninth brother are also here? I'm most afraid of their nagging, why don't you go?" Wan Xiaoshan looked at Master Qingyan with hope.

    Daoist Qingyan sternly sternly said, "What do you think?"

    "Of course not!" Wan Xiaoshan replied dejectedly.

    "Hmph! You are quite courageous. How dare you sneak out without telling your family members. If you meet some evil cultivators on the way, you will have to confess your life here!" Qing Yan  When the real person said this, he gave Han Li a slight sideways glance.

    "This old man is not authentic. His words clearly imply that he is an immortal cultivator with evil intentions, and deliberately approached this boy." Han Li watched coldly from the side, and naturally heard the meaning of the real Qingyan's words.

    "Hi! It's rare to meet such a young master who knows everything, but it seems that we have to break up temporarily! Otherwise, if the real Qingyan gives some shoes to wear, I won't be able to eat them!" Han Li thought helplessly.  road.

    "Since Brother Wan is going to meet his family, let me go around alone first, and then have a drink with Brother Xiaoshan when I have a chance." Han Li clasped his fists and said to Wan Xiaoshan and Qingyan Daoist.

    "Oh! Don't panic, I still want to introduce you to"

    "Xiaoyou Han still has important matters to deal with, so don't make trouble for others!"

    Seeing that Han Li was about to leave, Wan Xiaoshan hurriedly spoke up and wanted to say something more, but Daoist Qingyan grabbed him and stopped him first.

    Seeing this, Han Li smiled brightly at Wan Xiaoshan, then turned around and continued walking towards the square.

    And the young man, like a prisoner being taken to the execution ground, with a bitter face, followed behind Qingyan real person, and slowly moved towards the pavilion.

    Han Li was not annoyed at being treated like this by Daoist Qingyan!

    After all, any elder who sees a friend of unknown origin appearing next to his nephew will look at him suspiciously first, let alone Wan Xiaoshan's family of immortal cultivators.

    However, Han Li himself was very concerned about Wan XiaoshanThere really wasn't any malice, but I just wanted to learn more about the world of cultivating immortals from him, but I didn't expect to be bullied by Master Qingyan, so I had to find someone else to play by ear!

    As Han Li thought about it, he gradually approached the square with stalls.

    The small stalls of the cultivators are scattered around a relatively wide square, forming a "Hui"-shaped path.  And those who choose and trade items, walk in twos and threes in the middle of the open space with stalls on both sides, coming and going, there is quite a sense of secular business transactions.

    At this time, the sky was getting dark, but the square was brightly lit. Huge lamps with a uniform style had been placed in front of most of the stalls. These lamps were made of bronze, with an antique flavor and a height of one meter.

    However, no fuel such as lamp oil was placed on these lamps. Instead, each held a fist-sized white stone that radiated soft light.

    The light emitted by these stones is much brighter than ordinary oil lamps. Not only do the stalls under the lamps shine like daylight, but even the nearby roads are clearly visible. It is really a wonderful thing!  Seeing this scene, Han Li couldn't help but secretly "tsk tsk" in amazement

    Although it was getting late, there were many more people in the square than before. Not only were some new stalls added, but the number of people visiting the stalls also increased a lot. At this time, a large number of immortal cultivators poured into the venue  , making this place bustling for a while.

    Han Li slowly approached the square, but he didn't go in right away. Instead, he stayed nearby and observed these immortal cultivators coming and going.

    Because they are relatively close, the appearance and attire of these immortal cultivators really opened Han Li's eyes.

    Some immortals wear very simple clothes, only a few vital points are covered, and the rest are naked.  But some of them are tightly wrapped up and down, without a trace of skin exposed, which is just the opposite of the other person.  What was even more outrageous was that he also saw an immortal cultivator who looked like a man but wore the same clothes as a woman, which made Han Li want to vomit for a while.  Fortunately, such monsters are rare, and although most of them are dressed a little weirdly, Han Li can still accept it.

    After observing like this for a while, Han Li's expression suddenly changed, and a light flashed in his eyes!

    He found that, whether it was stalls or wandering cultivators in the square, they were all young people in their teens and twenties, and he hadn't even seen an older person in his thirties.

    At this time, what Wan Xiaoshan said, "Tainan Xiaohui" is a rhetoric held every five years for juniors, appeared in his mind.  From this point of view, those immortal cultivators who are older and have a higher level of seniority will not appear here, and the real Qingyan is probably only able to show up here because of his identity as the organizer!

    Thinking of this, Han Li couldn't help but feel relieved.  After all, those old guys are really difficult to deal with, and if they want to deal with themselves, I'm afraid it will be no more trouble than killing an ant.

    However, even the so-called junior cultivators in front of them are not weak in strength.  People like Han Li can only be regarded as middle-level among the crowd, and there is no shortage of immortal cultivators like the man in blue who has seen an extremely high level here.  In just a short while, Han Li met five or six such masters, which made Han Li feel ashamed.

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