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Staring at the jade box in his hand for a long time, Han Li sighed, and slowly put the jade box into the storage bag.
Then a blue light flashed in his hand, and the light blue jade slip appeared in his hand again. .
Do you take the risk of cultivating this second Nascent Soul? It's better to wait for him to thoroughly comprehend the formula of Xuanmu Huaying Dafa before making a decision.
After all, the risk and difficulty of this matter are not trivial, he'd better be more cautious.
Having made such a cautious decision in his heart, Han Li immersed his consciousness into the Judgment, and once again entered the realm of selflessness.
The door of the retreat room was tightly closed, while Yinyue was also meditating in another secret room not far away.
All other chores in the cave are handled by a few giant ape puppets.
Time flies by quickly, and in a blink of an eye, spring and winter come, and more than a year has passed.
On this day, near the Alphabet Peak where Han Li's cave is located, two blue and white rainbows flew over from a distance.
After the brilliance subsided, two figures appeared in front of the drowsy mist. They were the two elders of Luoyun Sect, the silver-haired old man and the middle-aged man surnamed Lu with a green complexion.
The two of them couldn't help smiling at each other when they saw how the formation was tightly locked.
The middle-aged man surnamed Lu flicked his finger, and shot out a messenger talisman that had been prepared long ago, turned into a flame, disappeared within the restriction. At the same time, he turned his face, smiled and said to the silver-haired old man beside him:
"It seems that Junior Brother Han hasn't been out of the cave since he came back last time. He is really dedicated to cultivating hard."
"This is a very normal thing, otherwise Junior Brother Han would not be able to condense the Nascent Soul at the age of only two hundred years. It is a pity that my lifespan is approaching, and it is impossible to make further progress on the road of cultivating immortals. And you probably have little chance. " Elder Cheng said with a strange look on his face.
"Senior brother was joking. At the age of senior brother, there will be no problem in at least one or two hundred years." Hearing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly comforted him.
"Hey, Junior Brother Lu! Don't you know about my situation? Maybe I can live another one or two hundred years before I was not injured last time, and there will be no problem. But now that the injury has fully healed, But this part of the lost vitality can no longer be made up by just sitting in meditation." The silver-haired old man shook his head and said calmly.
"Senior brother!" The middle-aged man surnamed Lu changed his face when he heard the words, and wanted to say something more.
But the old man waved his hand, interrupted and continued:
"Even if I don't fight with others from now on, I will hold on for fifty or sixty years at most. There is no need to comfort me about this, there is no doubt about it. Otherwise, why would I be so eager to win Junior Brother Han into the Falling Cloud Sect. And deliberately make friends with him. You know, under normal circumstances, no matter how anxious you want to win the other party to get started, you have to carefully find out the other party's background. However, now it has finally proved that my judgment is correct. Although this person's background is a bit tortuous, he is indeed It's not that there is no other purpose for our Luoyun Sect." The silver-haired old man said slowly.
"The disciples sent by Senior Brother last time really found out the origin of Junior Brother Han?" The middle-aged man surnamed Lu couldn't help being startled when he heard this.
"That's right. Although Junior Brother Han was vague about his origin, but based on his name, appearance, and his origin in the Yue Kingdom, I sent several disciples to infiltrate the Yue Kingdom to inquire about it secretly, and finally found out clearly. The general background of our Junior Brother Han is revealed. You may not believe it when you say it. Our Junior Brother Han was actually a foundation-building monk in the Yellow Maple Valley of Yue Kingdom more than a hundred years ago, and he was quite famous when he was a disciple of the Foundation-Building Stage It is said that during the battle with the Demonic Dao, he killed many monks of the same rank by himself. But when Huang Fenggu was defeated, that old monster Linghu, who was always cunning like a ghost, misjudged us for some reason. Junior Brother Han was treated as an abandoned son. Later, this Junior Brother Han disappeared without a trace. I don¡¯t know where he has been practicing incognito, until recently he suddenly appeared. The Luoyun Sect has cultivated into a Nascent Soul. It seems that during this blank time, there must be another chance." The old man said calmly.
"Take it as an abandoned child. It's a bit funny. The disciple who was thrown away turned out to be a rare cultivation genius who was rare in a thousand years. He cultivated from Foundation Establishment to Nascent Soul in a short period of time. I think Old Monster Linghu knew about it." , will you jump in frustration! After all, Huang Fenggu's life in the Nine Kingdoms League is not very easy now. It is too reluctant to rely on him as an old ghost. The monks in the same period don't have much lifespan." The middle-aged man surnamed Lu said sarcastically with a sneer on his lips.
"That's right, the old ghost Linghu is a little older than me. But this old ghost is proficient in the way of health preservation, and his lifespan is relatively a little longer. And with his name as a Nascent Soul cultivator, he finallyBut at least before he sits down, Huang Fenggu won't have too many problems. And I also had the same worry about Luo Yunzong. If I go, I'm really afraid that my junior and younger brother will be alone! "
"If it weren't for us occupying the sacred vein of Lingshan Mountain like Yunmeng Mountain, the junior brother alone would be enough to keep the Luoyun Sect prosperous and worry-free. But as long as the strength of the sect is a little weaker now, I am afraid that many envious sects will jump out Right. According to my original intention, I wanted to tell my junior brother that after I left, the whole sect would voluntarily withdraw from Yunmeng Mountain, so as not to encounter any catastrophe for this sect. But now that junior brother Han joins, all this is naturally different .¡±
"Although this Junior Brother Han seems to be an ascetic cultivator who is dedicated to pursuing the immortal way, he doesn't care much about the sect. But the more he is like this, the more I feel at ease. As long as he wins over this person well, it doesn't matter what happens to him. This once-in-a-year catastrophe, our Luoyun Sect will have no worries in a thousand years." The silver-haired old man twisted his long beard with his hands, looking confident.
"However, although Junior Brother Han is a genius in cultivation, he is too young after all, and he is still a newly condensed Nascent Soul. He really doesn't know what the real supernatural power is?" The middle-aged man hesitated, but said a little worried.
"Well, I'm a little worried about you. After all, there are some ascetics who don't want to waste time cultivating any powerful supernatural powers. They just pursue the improvement of the realm. Although this kind of monk has a very deep cultivation, but when it comes to fighting skills, he can't even beat it. A monk of one or two ranks can¡¯t be defeated. Although I don¡¯t think Brother Han is like this kind of ascetic, it¡¯s better to try. So I went to the trade fair this time. I deliberately chose to stay inside the gate, and let you Accompany Junior Brother Han on this trip." The silver-haired old man said with a mysterious expression on his face.
"Brother, do you mean that?" The middle-aged man said in a daze after hearing the words.
The old man smiled slightly, and when he was about to say something more, the fog in front of him suddenly rolled up. Seeing this, the old man fell silent immediately.
The middle-aged man also kept silent.
The surging mist gently parted to the sides, and a passage appeared by itself. The two walked in side by side without any hesitation, their figures gradually submerged in the thick fog, and finally disappeared
Three months later, Tiannan's largest trade fair once in a hundred years will be held in Yu State, the northernmost part of Tiannan.
Tiantian City, built in a deep mountain in this country, is the head altar of the Nine Nations Alliance and the only city of monks in Tiannan.
All the people living in this city, regardless of men, women, old or young, are monks with spiritual roots. There are as many as six or seven old monsters from the Nine Kingdoms Alliance in the mid-Yuanying period and above in this city. It is enough to kill any monk who seeks trouble or provokes on the spot.
Therefore, no matter whether it is the two ways of righteousness and evil, the Tiandao League or the rebellious casual cultivators, they all dare not be too presumptuous and cause trouble here.
And one or two months before the Tiannan No. 1 Trade Fair was held, the Nine Nations League, as the proprietor, began to remove most of the restrictions on the city's famous "Shangyuan Extinguishment Array" up.
Because, at this time, some monks from afar have already come to this city, and even some impatient monks have set up stalls in some squares and markets in the city early. There were indeed other monks who came forward to ask for a deal.
After all, in the few days when the trade fair is officially held, although there are many treasures and various rare materials emerging one after another, they are by no means affordable by ordinary monks. If you really want to buy suitable materials that are a little rarer, you should look for them earlier and buy them.
Tiantian City, which was a bit deserted, soon became bustling, as lively as an ordinary city in the mortal world.
It's just that those who walk on both sides of the city streets are all immortal cultivators with high levels of cultivation.
And the currency used for shopping and trading is only Lingshi.
The only auction house in the city, which is also run by the Nine Kingdoms Alliance, has also begun to accept bid submissions and valuations of various rare items.
The entire Tiantian City gradually became hot.
When it was only half a moon away from the trade fair, there were three lights flying towards the city from thousands of miles away.
It was only when Duan Guang got closer that he could see clearly that there were three monks, two men and one woman.
One of them, a cold and beautiful female cultivator, was next to a young man with an ordinary face in a green shirt, with a rather affectionate look on her face.
The other person is a middle-aged man in a blue shirt with fluttering sleeves and an extraordinary imposing manner. (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 - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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