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Chapter 373 Wind Blows Overseas Challenge (Part 1)

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    Han Li looked at these guards. Although there was no fluctuation of spiritual power on their bodies, they were all vigorous and vigorous. It seemed that they had practiced some superficial kung fu.

    But what made him most curious was the cylinder.  These guards don't have spiritual power, so they can identify the cultivators by this. It's really amazing.

    Han Li couldn't help but look at the cylinder a few more times.

    All of this was seen by Wang Changqing next to him, and he smiled and explained to Han Li:

    "That's a spiritual disk, it can let us mortals identify the identities of the immortal masters!"

    "Spirit plate?" Han Li was slightly taken aback when he heard this name, but immediately remembered that there was indeed a palm-sized jade plate inlaid at one end of the cylinder, so he nodded slightly and said nothing.

    Then, under Han Li's cold gaze, the animal cart drove along the white stone-paved streets towards the city center.

    There are a lot of pedestrians on the road, and they come and go non-stop, and there is a tendency to get more lively as you go forward.

    Most of these people's clothes are white, even if there are other colors, they are all light yellow, slightly green and other light-colored clothes, and there is no one who is brightly dressed.

    Moreover, among these people, there is obviously a distinction between high and low status, often one or two people with expensive clothes walk in front, followed by three or four people with shabby clothes, obviously they are servants.

    In the end, because there were too many people and beast cars, Han Li and his cars had to slow down before they could move on.

    After a lot of effort, the animal cart finally arrived at a huge square in the center of the city.

    This square covers an area of ??several tens of mu, and it is said to be crowded with people. As soon as Han Li looked at it, there were black heads everywhere.

    And the flow of people from all directions continued to pour into the square.

    Along the four sides of the square, there are many shops, crowded with people.  There are some temporary booths in the middle of the store, which are also overcrowded.  And in the middle are more people, talking eagerly about something, appearing bustling and bustling.

    Han Li's eyes were a little straight, and he estimated it in his heart. It seemed that the crowd was so dense, at least tens of thousands of people were crowded in this square at the same time.

    When the beast cart arrived here, it was naturally impossible to move forward.

    Dongzhu Gu took the lead and got out of the car, took Han Li and others, and walked to a palace-style building on the side of the square.

    The palace is about ten feet high, which is obviously much higher than other buildings.

    And there is a row of guards standing in front of the huge temple gate, guarding there with shining spears, and no one else is allowed to approach here casually.

    "Today is the market opening day of Kuixing Island in March, so there are several times more people in this 'East Rock City' than in the past. Basically, people from more than a dozen towns in the east will come to trade some things that are not usually available.  Rare items." As he walked forward, Gu Dongzhu turned his head and explained everything to Han Li.

    Han Li smiled faintly, and followed him to the front of the palace.

    Dongzhu Gu stepped forward and said a few words to the guard guarding the gate, and the guard waved his hand to signal that they could go in.

    So, Gu Dongzhu hurriedly greeted Han Li and Wang Changqing, and walked in together.

    Once entering the palace gate, it seemed much cooler and quieter.  In the corridor behind the door, there are dozens of people who seem to be of some status, whispering in small groups.  Seeing Dongzhu Gu's arrival, they all looked over with some hostility.

    But at this time, the purple wooden door at the other end of the corridor opened, and a young man in white clothes in his twenties came out from inside.

    "It's Mr. Gu, right? Everyone else has already arrived, so the Gu family is missing. But only the cultivators who participated in the challenge can go in. Mr. Gu is here to wait for the result!" The young man gave Han Li a good look.  , said to Gu Dongzhu politely.

    The cultivation base of the young man was undoubtedly revealed by Han Li's sweep. There are about four or five levels of Qi refining period, which is about the same as him today.

    Seeing this, Gu Dongzhu had no choice but to look at Han Li expectantly, and then backed away saying yes.

    Han Li followed the young man into the wooden door with a normal expression, and the wooden door was immediately closed tightly.

    "My surname is Wen, fellow daoists can call me Wen Qiang. However, I think fellow daoists look very strange. Could it be that he is a monk who has just arrived on Kuixing Island?" Han Li walked through the wooden door, and the young man turned his head and asked with a smile.

    "Han Li, I just arrived at Kuixing Island last month!" After a period of practice, Han Li finally had no problem speaking the local language.

    "Hehe, I really admire you! With the current cultivation level of fellow daoists,?Dare to go out and wander.  Fellow Daoist is really courageous!  I can't do it anymore, since I was born on this island, I haven't left Kuixing Island for a single step.  "The young man said with some envy.

    After hearing this, Han Li smiled lightly and said nothing.

    Then, Han Li followed the young man straight, and came to a circular hall, where there were more than thirty monks with different expressions sitting or standing.

    "It seems that everyone is here. Then let's start drawing lots immediately! In the first battle, you can only hurt people and not kill people, otherwise you will be disqualified from winning." An old man with bones and immortals sitting opposite the crowd  , Said extremely briefly.

    He is the only monk in the early stage of foundation establishment among the monks in the room full of Qi refining period, and he seems to be the monk in charge of this matter.

    As soon as the young man surnamed Wen entered the hall, he quickly walked behind the old man and stood there with both hands.

    The old man ignored the young man, and took out a blue jade tube with more than twenty bamboo sticks inside.

    "Okay, those who want to challenge can draw one, and those with the same number will compete with each other first, and the winner will be eligible to challenge the representative of the original merchant."

    After hearing this, most of the thirty people stared at the jade tube.

    And suddenly a layer of blue light appeared from the jade tube, covering the bamboo stick inside.  The consciousness of other people was automatically excluded from the blue light, and some of them were affected a little, and their bodies could not help but shake a few times.

    Other monks who didn't use their spiritual sense to detect the jade tube showed a look of gloating.

    These people are the immortal cultivators who will be challenged.  Naturally, I hope that challengers such as Han Li will suffer as much as possible.

    With Han Li's strong spiritual sense, it is no problem to forcibly break the blue light, but he will not do such eye-catching things.

    So after looking at each other, Han Li and other monks took turns to draw bamboo sticks.

    Han Li drew the front and back, and Han Li turned sideways to take a look. It was a strange silver symbol.

    He couldn't help but frowned, he forgot about it, he didn't know the local language!

    However, Han Li remained expressionless and kept the bamboo stick in his hand, as if nothing had happened.

    "No. 1" the old man said coldly.

    Immediately, two monks with the same bamboo stick came out.

    "You go to the platform over there to compete. There is a formation there, and you are not afraid of the damage of the spell. As long as you can get the opponent's bamboo stick and hand it to me, you will win. I don't ask what methods and methods you use.  Of course you can't kill the other party." The old man said unceremoniously.

    "Yes, senior!" The two saluted the old man, then walked towards the faintly visible open-air platform behind the hall.

    As a result, after a burst of white light lit up on the platform, the two disappeared.

    But after a while, the two reappeared on the platform a little tired.

    One of them happily handed over two bamboo sticks to the old man, while the other walked out of the hall sadly.

    "Number two" the old man yelled coldly

    ?Because the fighting methods used by monks in the Qi refining period are relatively simple, the outcome is determined very quickly.

    There was even a pair of monks who came out with their back feet as soon as their front feet went in. Both the winners and the losers were all smiling and very happy.  This made Han Li feel a little strange.

    "Number Seven"

    A monk immediately stood up following the old man's voice, but the other one did not come out for a long time.

    "No. 7" the old man shouted again with a serious face.

    At this time Han Li came out with a face full of surprise, and hurriedly apologized:

    "Senior! I'm really sorry. I misread the number just now and thought I was number nine!"

    The old man didn't pay any attention to what Han Li said, and impatiently waved his hand, and Han Li and the other person hurriedly walked to the platform with interest.

    After the white light flashed, Han Li and the other party appeared in a white misty world, leaving a space tens of feet wide in the middle, surrounded by white mist.

    "Your Excellency's cultivation level is two floors lower than mine. I don't think there is any need to fight anymore. Fellow Daoist, just admit defeat! It will save you from missing in the next moment and seriously injuring Fellow Daoist!"  Confidently said to Han Li.

    Han Li looked at the "master" on the seventh floor of the Qi Refining Stage opposite him, seeing that he hadn't even opened the shield like himself, and chuckled lightly.  (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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