"Senior brother, could it be that you have forgotten the Kunwu Mountain Demon Tribulation and the Xiaoji Palace Monster Beast Rebellion more than 200 years ago. If you guessed correctly, Daoist Han personally participated in these two sensational events. And it played a lot of roles." Yanzhu said calmly.
"Kunwu Mountain, Xiaoji Palace? Is this the person Yin Luozong and Xiaoji Palace have been tracking down?" The silver-robed monk was startled when he heard these words, and looked at Han Li again with strange eyes.
"It's been so many years, and there are still people who remember what happened to Mr. Han back then. Why, do fellow daoists want to capture me and hand it over to these two families?" Han Li was unusually calm, as if he had identified Yanzhu long ago. As expected.
"Haha, Brother Han, don't be joking. Even though Yin Luozong and Xiaoji Palace are quite powerful, what does it have to do with our Tianji Pavilion? But it’s been a long time. I heard that the old demon Qian of Yin Luozong and the master Hanli of Xiaoji Palace were both killed by fellow Taoists, but I don’t know if this is true.” When the fat old man heard Han Li admit it frankly, his heart sank. After a sudden click, the smile suddenly became a little forced.
"There are other reasons for what happened back then. As for the matter of doing the old devil and Master Hanli, even if I say no now, I am afraid that several fellow Taoists will not believe it." Han Li replied with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"I heard that Brother Han was still in the mid-Yuanying stage. If the outside rumors are true, fellow Taoists can kill two great monks at this level. Now that he is in the late stage of advancement, wouldn't his magical powers be even more earth-shattering. The poor monk wants to compete with fellow Taoists." The silver-robed monk changed his expression several times, and said so solemnly.
"Master Yuan Zhi, there is no need to do this! Since Brother Han really wants to buy the mustard seed space refining method, it is not impossible for this pavilion to discuss it." Can Ku heard the monk's words, but was surprised and hurriedly tried to dissuade him. .
It seems that once he knew that Han Li was actually the mysterious cultivator who had caused a sensation in the Jin Dynasty for a long time, the owner of the Tianji Pavilion suddenly changed his mind. up.
"Fellow Daoist Can Ku don't need to persuade the old monk anymore. Even if there is no such thing as the mustard space, the poor monk must compete with Fellow Daoist Han for supernatural powers. After all, the poor monk has stayed in the late Yuanying period for a long time, and he wants to communicate with some fellow Taoists. Second, let’s see if we can learn anything from it. If Fellow Daoist Han is really as powerful as the rumors say, I won’t miss this opportunity.” The silver-robed monk stared at Han Li and said such words.
Hearing these words from the silver-robed monk, Can Ku's face straightened, he turned his head, and winked at Yanzhu beside him.
"Don't worry too much, benefactor! If it's just to learn about supernatural powers, Senior Brother Yuan Zhi and Fellow Daoist Han will not have any accidents. It's also good to exchange a few words. To be honest, the poor monk also wants to see one or two great supernatural powers from Tiannan." The young monk said with a smile.
The fat old man was speechless when he heard the words.
"You know Han's background!" Hearing that Yanzhu mentioned Tiannan, Han Li's heart shuddered, and his face darkened.
"Brother Han, don't be surprised. Although the origin of fellow daoists is naturally extremely mysterious in the eyes of ordinary monks, it is not difficult for us and the top ten sects of righteous demons to trace it. Fellow daoists really think that Yin Luozong and Xiaoji Palace are also investigating Don’t they come from fellow daoists? It’s just that they are afraid of the supernatural powers of fellow daoists, so they pretend not to know it now. After all, in addition to the loss of one great monk, many other Nascent Soul elders also died in the two sects. Now they are busy dealing with other The power to spy on the two sects has no time left, so why would they trouble fellow daoists again? Otherwise, fellow daoists would not have lived so peacefully in Tiannan these years." Yanzhu seemed to know what Han Li was thinking, He said unhurriedly.
"That's true. I don't know about other sects, but most of the Yinluo Sect should know my origin. However, since it is not for the mustard space, I am not interested in fighting casually with monks of the same level, unless you are a fellow Taoist. Promise, if I win Master Yuan Zhi by chance, Tianji Pavilion is willing to trade the refining method." Han Li's expression eased.
The silver-robed monk was startled when he heard the words, and couldn't help but glance at the fat old man.
The owner of the Tianji Pavilion turned cloudy and uncertain, but after a while he figured out something, and replied with a smile: "Since Fellow Daoist Han is so confident, how could Can be pushing back and forth again. As long as Brother Han really I won the upper hand in the competition with Master Yuan Zhi, so what's the problem with handing over the refining secret technique of the mustard space to a fellow Taoist?"
He actually agreed.
"It's enough for you to be able to say the words of the bitter Taoist friend. Then Han will experience Master Yuanzhi's supernatural powers. To be honest, I am also quite curious about the secret arts of Buddhism. I hope the master will not disappoint Han." Han Li chuckled, stood up immediately, and said without hesitation.
As soon as this remark came out, the alchemy cultivators standing on both sides were all in a commotion, and some of them couldn't hide the excitement on their faces.
And the monk Yanzhu smiled and said nothing, with an inscrutable look.
The silver-robed monk raised his eyebrows, and after a sneer, there was a bit of evil spirit on his elegant face.
"With the supernatural powers of the two fellow daoists, it's natural that they can't use it well when they fight in the Temple of Heaven's Mystery. How about going outside to learn more. For the two fellow daoists, the mere forbidden air naturally cannot be difficult for the two of you." Can looked at it bitterly. After a while, he suggested so.
"Of course, the poor monk has no objections!" The silver-robed monk nodded slowly.
"Then follow the words of Pavilion Master Can." Han Li also looked indifferent.
So a group of people immediately walked out of the hall and came to the gate of the hall again.
The rest of the people stood still on the ground, while Han Li and the silver-robed monk had a flash of blue light all over their bodies, turning into a blue rainbow and flying into the sky, while the other had a white lotus flower growing from its feet, gently lifted it up, and slowly flew into the sky. rise.
After a while, the two stood in the sky above the Temple of Heavenly Secrets, facing each other tens of feet apart.
The silver-robed monk stared at Han Li for a while, and suddenly called out the Buddha's name, and a faint golden light suddenly appeared on his face.
When Han Li saw this scene, his originally sluggish expression withdrew, and he suddenly asked with a frown: "I have heard for a long time that Master Yuan Zhi is the Vajra Guardian of Buddhism. Could it be that he is practicing the rumored King Ming Jue?"
"Oh, I didn't expect fellow Taoists to know our Buddhist exercises quite well. This is exactly what this old man practiced. I hope Fellow Daoist Han can give you some pointers." The silver-robed monk heard Han Li call out the name of the exercise he performed. , first startled, but immediately said proudly.
He clasped his hands together, and the Sanskrit sound came out of his mouth. Light silver runes floated directly from his silver robe. At the same time, not only his face, but the skin all over his body began to turn into a light gold color. The world is general.
Han Li's expression didn't change, but his heart trembled.
The opponent's behavior is clearly a sign that Ming Wangjue has already cultivated to the fourth level. This shows that the opponent's body is already as hard as an ordinary magic weapon. If an ordinary flying sword cuts through, the opponent may be able to resist it with bare hands.
However, if the opponent has only this level, it is naturally impossible to be his opponent.
Immediately, the sleeve robe that didn't speak a word shook, and there was a clear sound, and dozens of golden flying swords swam out from the cuffs, turning into long sword lights, hovering in front of him.
Immediately, Han Li said the same formula, and lightly tapped into the air.
All the sword lights trembled, and the golden light burst out, and instantly transformed into hundreds of identical sword lights. After a little dancing, the golden sword energy almost covered half of the sky, like pieces of sword light. Dazzling golden waves, the momentum is extremely astonishing.
Can Ku and other alchemy cultivators who were watching the battle below couldn't help but change their expressions when they saw this scene.
There is no need for this great cultivator Han to display any supernatural powers. With so many sword lights rolling together, I am afraid that ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators will never be able to resist.
The silver-robed monk on the opposite side saw this scene, but remained indifferent. He just raised his hands, and there were red and green auras flashing in his hands at the same time, and a red Buddhist staff several feet long and a string of emerald green Buddhist beads appeared respectively. .
At this moment, Han Li on the opposite side made a fist with both hands, and under the humming of hundreds of sword lights, it turned into a golden glow and swept towards it like flying.
"Well done!"
But the silver-robed monk let out a loud shout, and raised his hand abruptly, the scarlet Zen staff turned into a scarlet dragon, facing directly to the opposite side, and the emerald green Buddhist beads in the other hand were also sacrificed, and after a little green light flickered, , turned into a layer of green light curtain, protecting it inside.
Immediately, this Buddhist major repaired his eyes, and kept changing his handprints with both hands, as if he was about to display some extremely mysterious supernatural powers.
The crimson flood dragon shook its head and swayed, and plunged into the golden glow transformed by the green bamboo bee cloud sword.
I don't know what kind of material this Zen stick is made of. Although Jiaolong's body was cut by hundreds of sword lights at the same time, under the intertwined golden and red lights, it was not cut into pieces by the sword lights mixed with Geng Jing. Instead, not to be outdone, the Chijiao opened its teeth and danced its claws, biting and fluttering in the golden glow, without any sign of losing ground.
"Ten Thousand Years Fire Coral!" Seeing this, Han Li murmured, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
Although the flying sword mixed with Geng Jing is extremely sharp, there are naturally several materials in the human world that can completely resist it. This ten thousand year fire coral is one of them.
It's just that this kind of material is so rare that it may be more difficult to find than Geng Jing. The monk Yuanzhi's Zen staff was actually made of this material, and it seems that the proportion is not low. Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to resist so many flying swords cutting at once without any harm.
Han Li was surprised, but his Green Bamboo and Bee Cloud Sword did not rely entirely on its sharpness to win. Immediately urged by his divine sense, a small part of the sword light continued to entangle the red flood dragon, and most of them circled around and passed by from one side , Turning into a series of golden lights, it went straight to the monk and shot away.