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Chapter 261 Wind Movement

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    However, while Han Li was amazed, he was also a little puzzled!

    Although Han Li is not proficient in this art of fascination, he still knows a little bit.

    The "celestial eye technique" that everyone who cultivates immortals is proficient in is actually the most basic enchantment spell.  If the level of mana between two monks is very different, using the Celestial Eye to look into each other's eyes may cause the opponent's mind to lose control and fall into a passive state during the fight.

    It is other types of ecstasy spells, which mainly rely on the huge gap in mana realm to forcibly control the opponent's mind.

    Dong Xuan'er's cultivation is at the early stage of foundation establishment, while the beautiful man is at the middle stage of foundation establishment. According to common sense, it is impossible for such a small gap to cause absurd things such as looking at both eyes and being immediately restrained by the other party.  Unless the opponent is a monk in the alchemy period who specializes in fascination spells, this is still somewhat possible.

    But looking at the expression of that gorgeous man and the resentful expression when he left, this is nothing like it!  It is absolutely impossible for a monk in the alchemy stage to pretend to be a monk in the foundation stage to play tricks on them.

    Thinking of this, Han Li felt a little more at ease.  After all, he was very concerned about the venomous expression on that gorgeous man's face when he left.

    When he raised his head from his contemplation, he happened to see Dong Xuan'er flirting with those two again. The cute and pitiful appearance just now had long since disappeared without a trace.

    Seeing this scene, Han Li secretly sighed, got up, and was about to go back to his room.

    But Han Li had just put his palm on the wooden door, and before he pushed it open, he suddenly heard a man's loud voice from outside the inn.

    "Listen up, guests in the inn. The treasure hunting conference to be held tomorrow will be divided into two groups. The monks from our country will be held on the mountain to the west of Yanling Castle, while the monks from other countries will be held on the mountain to the east. Please attend on time tomorrow morning.  , Those who do not reach the time limit will be deemed to have given up the game automatically."

    After the voice was repeated three times outside the inn, the person seemed to leave.

    Han Li was taken aback when he heard this, but then he pushed the door and walked out without hesitation, returning to his room.

    Although Han Li was a little surprised that the monks from the two countries were to compete separately, he didn't notice anything wrong.

    After all, if monks from the seven factions compete with monks from other countries, there will definitely be a lot of trouble.  This xenophobic psychology is the same everywhere.  This can be seen from the confrontation in the teahouse that day.

    While thinking about it, Han Li sat down cross-legged on his bed, preparing to meditate and refine Qi for one night, so as to prepare for tomorrow's treasure hunt meeting

    In a certain dwelling in Yanling Castle, a beautiful and seductive man was sitting on a wooden chair, and several other men and women were respectfully telling him something in front of him, while the man listened with a blank expression, his eyes flickering from time to time.  There was a flash of light, and he sneered for some reason

    At the same time, on the western peak of Yanling Fort, more than a dozen green-robed men from the Ghost Spirit Sect were busy on the top of the mountain, burying things in the ground from time to time.  And the young master of Ghost Spirit Sect and the two monks at the alchemy stage rose in the air and watched everything below with cold eyes.

    "How is it? This temporary yin fire formation has weakened so much, can it still work?" The young master of Ghost Spirit Sect asked suddenly.

    "Young sect master, don't worry! There is absolutely no problem. Although it is only a temporary formation, with our brothers presiding over it, the effect of trapping the enemy can still be exerted. Of course, if there are monks in the late foundation establishment period in the formation, or with  It¡¯s hard to say what magic weapon is particularly powerful! But the vast majority of monks definitely don¡¯t have the ability to escape.¡± The old man among the Li brothers coughed a few times and said tremblingly.

    "Well, I can rest assured! The twelve guards of ghost spirits behind me are not idle, and their strength is more than enough to deal with a few fish that slip through the net!" The young master of ghost spirit gate is not worried  Said.

    When the Li brothers heard the words, they also felt that there was no problem, so they stopped talking.

    In fact, if it wasn't for the need to preserve the souls of these monks intact, it would not be a trivial matter if the two brothers directly took action to wipe out some foundation-building monks.  How can there be such troubles!  The Li brothers thought proudly

    Thousands of miles away, in the secret room of Huangfeng Valley in the Taiyue Mountains, seven or eight alchemy cultivators gathered together, listening nervously to what an old man in yellow robes with white beard and hair was saying, and everyone's expressions followed the old man's words  Cloudy and sunny.

    Han Li's master Li Huayuan, Fairy Hongfu and that fat man Lei Wanhe were all among them, and their expressions were also extremely disturbed!

    Not long after the monks in the secret room came out, the whole Yellow Maple Valley boiled completely.Get up.

    All kinds of sound-transmitting talismans flew in the sky in the sky, and at a lower place, waves of monks were rushing to fly with their imperial weapons.  After a while, groups of hastily formed monks set off from Huangfeng Valley overnight and headed towards unknown places.

    Such a scene was also being staged in the other six sects, and the messengers between the various sects shuttled back and forth non-stop. It seemed that overnight, the entire realm of cultivating immortals in the Yue Kingdom became murderous.

    In the next few days, all the big and small families of Yue State received a call-up order signed by the heads of the seven factions, calling for outstanding disciples from each family to stand by, and those who resisted were monks from the seven factions.  The law enforcement team, iron and blood exterminates the genocide.

    Of course, no one came to pick up the recruitment order that came to Yan's house three days later, and the Yan's house was empty at that time

    Han Li and the monks of the seven sects in Yanling Fort naturally didn't know about it because they were too far away from the sect.

    So when the light started to light up on the second day, some monks came to the small mountain peak to the west early.  A huge magic circle has been built there, and in the magic circle, there are two middle-aged men in Yan family's costumes who are meditating with their eyes closed.

    And behind the magic circle, there is a low-level earthen platform. On the platform, there are also a dozen Yan family members who are faintly covered by the mist, standing there discussing something. It seems that they are waiting for all the monks to arrive.  It's just the beginning of the meeting.

    Han Li had also reached the top of the mountain, he did not come out with Dong Xuan'er, but habitually took a step ahead alone.  On the mountain peak, I happened to meet a middle-aged man named Ba from Jujianmen who also arrived early, and the two of them naturally chatted without saying a word.

    "Brother Ba, do you know what this magic circle is for?" After Han Li looked at the huge magic circle several times, he always felt that it was a bit annoying. After chatting for a while, he couldn't help asking the other party.

    "I'm ashamed, I don't know much about things like magic circles! But I guess it should be something like a shield restriction! After all, if our foundation-building monks are really skilled, they must be limited to a certain range.  Otherwise, this small mountain won¡¯t be able to withstand our toss!¡± The monk surnamed Ba touched his chin and said indifferently.

    "Oh! It's really possible!" Although Han Li said this, he could still faintly feel a sense of uneasiness from the magic circle.  induction.

    Han Li frowned and looked around.  At this time, there were more than 30 monks present. People who knew the Taoist priests from Qingxumen and the woman surnamed Fang from Tianquebao all came here one after another, and they gathered together in small groups to talk about something.

    "Brother Han, let's go over and say hello too! Look, they are all there!" The monk surnamed Ba looked at the place where other people gathered, and suggested to Han Li with a smile.

    "Brother Ba, just go! I still have some things to think about, so I won't bother you guys!" Han Li shook his head lightly, he didn't want to get together with so many people, it was too eye-catching.

    The cultivator of the Giant Sword Sect shrugged. Although he was a little puzzled, he still walked over alone.  After all, there are not many opportunities to befriend so many monks from other sects at once.  He will not give up easily.

    Seeing that the other party surnamed Ba had left, Han Li didn't stay where he was, but habitually found a very remote corner farthest from the magic circle and walked over.  Then he watched the other monks' every move with cold eyes.

    Another half an hour later, Dong Xuan'er and Senior Brother Na Feng finally arrived here.  And as soon as he came, he joined a crowd full of Huang Fenggu cultivators, and within a short while he was at ease with those male disciples and started fighting with them.  But Yan Yu, who had never left his side at all, disappeared without a trace, which made Han Li feel a little surprised.

    At this time, more than a dozen monks who were wearing Yan family costumes but were actually members of the Ghost Sect standing on the earthen platform were counting the number of people present.

    "Young master, there are still two people missing. And it's getting late, do you want to wait a little longer?" After counting the number of people, a monk of the ghost gate reported to the young master of the ghost gate.

    "Don't wait any longer. Immediately inform the two veterans to open the formation, otherwise, after a long time, I am afraid that some clever monks will notice something is wrong, and it will be even worse! As for the two monks who did not arrive, the twelve guards will  No. 8 and No. 12 went to hunt them down. No matter why they didn't show up, they couldn't be allowed to leave Yanling Castle alive!" The young master of Ghost Spirit Sect gave the order without any hesitation, full of murderous intent.  (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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