One month later, in the Xuanwu Hall of Taizhenmen, which is known as the No. 1 main gate in Tiannan, an old Taoist with a face like a baby but with white beard and hair looked at a pale white jade slip in his hand with frowning eyes, his expression clouded.
After a while, he let out a long sigh, and suddenly ordered outside the hall: "Come here!"
Following the words, two middle-aged Taoist priests walked in from outside the hall.
"Master, I don't know what to order!" The two Taoist priests of the Foundation Establishment period bowed and saluted.
"Send this letter of invitation to Jinxia Valley in the back mountain, saying that the fourth great monk has appeared in Xiguo, and now Luoyunzong has sent a letter of invitation for the grand ceremony. Ask the elder Taishang if he wants to go there in person, or Which one of the several ancestors will come here?" The old Taoist handed over the jade slip and said solemnly.
"Yes, master. The disciple must be handed over to the master himself." The two Taoist priests immediately replied respectfully after their expressions changed.
Immediately, the two of them took the jade slips, turned into two rays of light and flew away from the main hall, and went straight to the back of the mountain.
Tianyang Lake is a well-known forbidden place in the Hehuan Sect. The area is small, only a few hundred feet in size, but it has been shrouded in thick gray mist for many years. No one, even the few Yuanying elders in the sect, dare to step into the mist easily. Normally, there are few people in Tianyang Lake within a radius of twenty miles.
But at this moment, at a place more than ten feet away from the fog, there were five or six monks in different costumes standing side by side, some men and some women, but all of them looked at the fog without saying a word.
"The fourth big monk, boy surnamed Han, is really fast enough to cultivate. Although he had already guessed that he would reach this step sooner or later, he never thought that he would advance again in only a hundred years. However, since he has Now that I have reached this point, it seems that I will go to this grand ceremony myself." A soft sigh came from the mist.
Several monks outside the mist stood there with their hands clasped, and no one dared to speak out.
On the edge of a certain island in Qiling Island, an old man in green clothes with an ordinary face stood on the edge of a cliff, with his hands behind his back, looking at the endless sea, his expression was abnormally calm.
But on the palm of the old man's back, he was gently holding a piece of white jade slip, with a faint aura flashing.
In an attic in Linglong Mountain of Beiliang Country, a man with an elegant face and a fat old man sat facing each other on a wooden chair.
The old man was carefully asking the man:
"Senior, will you go to watch the Luoyun Sect's grand ceremony in person? That person has advanced to the late Yuanying stage at such a young age. His lifespan is enough to shock Tiannan for seven or eight hundred years. If he can It’s better to rebuild the old ones, and I can rest easy after the Six Sects.”
"Why, Nephew Lei is in charge of the sect, and now he wants to invite that person back to your valley." The man replied lightly after hearing the words.
"Senior misunderstood. With the other party's current status, how could he return to our little Yellow Maple Valley. But after all, our sect and your palace have some connections with the other party. If we can make some friends, it will always be beneficial to our six factions. "The fat old man said awkwardly.
"If you want to build a relationship with him, don't count on me. Although I have a good relationship with Junior Sister Nangong, since Junior Sister left with that person, I have never been in touch with him again. However, this time I will go to watch the ceremony on behalf of Yuezong." .” The man was silent for a moment, then said blankly.
"Senior Wu is willing to go there in person, that would be the best." The fat old man was overjoyed when he heard that.
"Hmph, it's no wonder you Huang Fenggu are so nervous about this person. Ever since Fellow Daoist Linghu died, there hasn't been a Nascent Soul cultivator sitting in your valley. If Fellow Daoist Linghu hadn't made a helping hand agreement with this person and told him Without our five factions, I'm afraid you Huangfeng Valley will no longer be able to gain a foothold in Beiliang." The man glanced at the fat old man and said with a smile.
"Let the seniors laugh!"
Hearing this, the old man showed embarrassment on his face.
In two months, the whole Tiannan was a sensation.
All over the Southern Immortal Realm, as long as the slightly larger Xiuxian sects received invitations from Luoyunzong, saying that an elder of their sect had advanced to the late Yuanying stage, they would hold a grand ceremony. Ceremony to celebrate the event. Therefore, all sects are invited to send people to watch the ceremony.
Although the letter of invitation did not specify which elder it was. But when Han Li shocked Tiannan with the title of the first monk in the late Yuanying period, everyone almost guessed and directly identified Han Li.
This time, regardless of the size of these sects, there was naturally a commotion among them.
The smaller sects were sincere and fearful, so they naturally agreed to watch the ceremony. Although the larger sects murmured a lot in their hearts, they also agreed to send at least one elder from the sect to attend the ceremony.
For a moment, Han Li's name once again shocked every corner of Tiannan. Regardless of the casual cultivators living in seclusion in the high mountains and deep valleys, or the cultivating families and sects of cultivating immortals gathered in the land of spiritual veins, "Han Li" is probably the name that has been mentioned the most in the past century.
Everyone talked with relish about the fourth great monk in Tiannan who advanced to the late Yuanying stage at a young age.
In this way, three months later, the viewing ceremony of Luoyun Sect was held.
There were as many as a hundred Nascent Soul monks present, and several times as many alchemy monks came to Yunmeng Mountain to watch the ceremony.
However, Han Li, who was the protagonist, only showed his face for a short while on the first day of the ceremony, and after chatting for a few words, he invited more than a dozen elders from various factions who were at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul and above, to join them in Luoyun In one of the sect's secret halls, small and medium-sized people gathered together, and among them were two late-stage monks, the old demon Hehuan from the Hehuan Sect and Wei Wuya from the Huayi Sect.
As a result, three days and three nights later, when these Nascent Soul monsters came out of the hall again, their complexions turned pale, and all of them showed expressions of fear, and the eyes of Wei Wuya and Hehuan Old Demon were even more divine. It was much darker, and his complexion was extremely ugly.
Some monks who were interested in watching the ceremony naturally came forward curiously to inquire about the affairs in the temple. But the person being asked, either smiled wryly and kept silent, or shook his head repeatedly with lingering fear, all of them faltered and refused to say anything.
This naturally aroused the curiosity of other monks.
The ceremony lasted for half a month, but Han Li never showed up in front of the crowd again. The dozen or so Nascent Soul-level monsters with the highest cultivation bases didn't have the slightest opinion on this, and the moment the ceremony just ended, , they all left Luoyunzong anxiously, and no one stayed in Luoyunzong for a while.
In this way, the other monks were naturally even more surprised what happened in the secret hall, which turned a group of people including two big monks into such a appearance.
The group of old monsters who participated in the gathering in the temple, although none of them wanted to talk about the affairs of the temple, they always had a few close friends and people who were particularly close to them. It didn't take long before some news finally came out.
But the content of the news once again shocked Tiannan's world of cultivating immortals.
Some of these Nascent Soul monsters actually revealed that Luoyunzong, the newly advanced fourth monk, offered to compete with Wei Wuya and Hehuan Laomo in the hall. Originally, this was a normal thing. After all, this Elder Han has just completed his cultivation. It is only natural for him to take advantage of the ceremony to compare his supernatural powers with other great monks, and then show his prestige in front of other mid-term monks.
But what this Elder Han proposed was to invite Wei Wuya and Hehuan Laomo to fight at the same time with the strength of one person. This is really shocking.
I don't know how Wei Wuya and the two thought about it, but after thinking about it for a moment, they really agreed.
The results of the sparring left the dozen or so old monsters dumbfounded.
With his own strength, Han Li unleashed several inconceivable supernatural powers one after another, and used several powerful and unimaginably powerful treasures to easily defeat the two great monks.
Wei Wuya and Hehuan Laomo, the two great cultivators who have been powerful in Tiannan for hundreds of years, are not at all Han Li's opponents under the joint efforts, and they have lost a little vitality respectively under the resistance.
The old monsters present were also shocked to find that with the understatement of the elder Han, it seems that he has not used all his magical powers.
Everyone was shocked speechless.
The rest of the time was under Han Li's leadership, and a group of Yuanying old monsters exchanged their cultivation experience. It was just an exchange that everyone valued in the past, but it made everyone present restless, as if they were on pins and needles.
As soon as the three days were up, these old monsters walked out of the secret hall, and the strange faces on their faces fell into the eyes of other monks.
As soon as such shocking news spread, most of the people who heard it didn't believe it at all, and even thought it was nonsense. However, as the news spread more and more widely, the dozen or so old monsters who attended the party in the temple all remained silent. , No one came out to refute this statement.
Only when everyone realized that this matter might be true, the whole Tiannan fell silent for a while.
When someone mentioned Han Li again, or talked about matters related to him, even if they were in a secret room or a wilderness with few people, they would naturally keep their voices down a bit, not daring to have any disrespectful or casual words.
And the name of the number one cultivator in Tiannan quietly spread in the world of cultivating immortals in Tiannan.
Over a certain piece of sea near Qiling Island, a middle-aged Taoist priest with crystal-clear white skin and an old man in green clothes were floating there facing each other far away.
I don't know how long it took before the old man in the blue shirt said with a change of expression: "Brother Zhiyang came to me suddenly and invited me out via voice transmission. Didn't he just want to play riddles with Wei? If you have anything to say, just say it." .”
This old man in green shirt is Wei Wuya, one of the three great monks.
"Brother Wei, are you asking the question knowingly, or are you pretending to be crazy? You won't be able to guess why I'm looking for you?" the middle-aged Taoist said flatly.
"Hehe, it seems that Brother Zhiyang finally couldn't sit still after hearing the rumors!" Wei Wuya chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth.
"So, the rumors are somewhat true. You and the old devil Hehuan really suffered a small loss at the hands of that person!" The Taoist asked slowly, his expression becoming serious.