"I can't help it. Boy Zhang said that the newly joined person is a rare cultivation wizard who has cultivated the Vajra Art to the third level at a young age. I must let the old man come over and take a look." The old man coughed lightly, his face wrinkled and trembling Said.
"The third level of the Vajra Art! This person?" The girl in emerald green was taken aback, her eyes widened.
"Sister Xiang'er, don't be rude. Hurry up and let Taoist Priest and Fu Lao come in." The blue-shirted girl's eyes flickered, but she said so.
"Oh, Xiang'er was rude." Xiang'er came to her senses after being reminded by the blue-shirted girl, and hurriedly let the two outside the door come in.
The Taoist priest named Nan Qizi smiled and walked in casually. After Fu Lao sighed, he slowly walked into the car door.
At this time, the sky outside had already dimmed, but the convoy was still moving forward at a fast pace, with no intention of stopping at all.
"This brother is the person that Team Leader Zhang said." The Taoist was not polite either. After entering, he swept his eyes away and landed on Han Li.
"That's right, it's me. Brother Zhang invited the Taoist priest to come here, but I'm afraid the Taoist priest can't do anything about my body. I just need to sit quietly for a few months and heal on my own." Han Li replied calmly.
"Hehe, since your Excellency has already cultivated the Vajra Art to the third level, the supernatural powers are not inferior to the poor. But immortal cultivators are somewhat different from you body refiners. Maybe the poor have a way. In this way, Your Excellency may not have to lie down for several months." Nan Qizi was not upset by this, but said lightly.
When Han Li heard this, a strange look flashed across his face.
Although he couldn't get out of the body with his divine sense, he couldn't accurately know the other party's cultivation level, but through the close-range sensing of his spiritual sense, he could still vaguely judge that the Taoist priest in front of him was a foundation-building monk.
When in the human world, any monk who stepped into the world of cultivating immortals almost had the mentality of treating ordinary people like ants. Under normal circumstances, even a monk in the Qi refining period would not bother to deal with ordinary people. But in the spirit world, the Taoist priest in the Foundation Establishment Period spoke so politely to a mortal in front of him. This made Han Li a little uncomfortable, and even felt a little weird.
It seems that, as the avatar of the Tianlan Holy Beast said, the power of mortals and the spiritual world is no small matter, and even the monks dare not insult it lightly.
Thinking about it in his heart, Han Li nodded with a smile on his face, and said politely: "Since the Taoist priest said so, then please trouble the Taoist priest."
Seeing that Han Li agreed to come down, Nan Qizi showed a smile, and then waved, there was a light blue ring on his wrist. The other hand touched the ring, and suddenly a yellow copper mirror appeared in his hand.
Seeing this situation, Han Li's heart moved.
This seems to be a storage device, but it is obviously much more advanced than a storage bag. Every monk in the Qi refining period has this kind of thing, and it seems that it has been popularized by monks in the spiritual world.
Storage bags are mostly not used by spiritual monks.
In his storage bag, when the Nascent Soul was dispersed, he took out the two immortal thunders and hid them on his body, and put all other treasures into the bag, and buried them on the spot with a few spirit beast bags at a depth of more than ten feet. somewhere underground.
For the sake of caution, he deliberately opened the bags of several spirit beasts wide, and gave orders to the gold-eating insects, six-winged frost pedes, and weeping soul beasts to stick to this place and keep the storage bags.
As for the earth armored dragon, he didn't bring it to the spirit world at all, but left it for Nangong Wan in the lower world.
Now, in Han Li's body, apart from a spirit-transforming talisman that can be turned into invisibility and the destructive eyes that are not afraid of being peeped, even the treasures such as the Xutiandingding and the seventy-two green bamboo bee cloud swords are left in the desert.
He has no mana, and now the treasure can't be driven at all, and if it stays on him, it will cause death. When the mana is restored, come back to retrieve these treasures. This desert is so desolate, if there are spirit insects guarding it, there shouldn't be any problems.
As for the mysterious green vial, he thought about it for a long time, but he was still not willing to keep it, so he also carried it with him.
The vial usually does not look abnormal, even if it is found, it will only be regarded as an ordinary thing.
Han Li's thoughts turned sharply. Nan Qizi naturally didn't know what he was muttering, and he didn't know that the seemingly young Han Li in front of him was actually a high-level immortal cultivator at the stage of transforming gods. Point the mirror in your hand at Han Li and shake it.
As a result, a piece of blue light flew out from the mirror, placing most of Han Li's body under it.
Nan Qizi closed his eyes lightly, as if he was sensing something through the magic weapon in his hand.
As a result, after a while, the foundation-building cultivator showed a look of astonishment on his face. After waiting for a while, he opened his eyes, but looked at Han Li's eyes with strange eyes.
"Why, what did the Taoist priest see?" Han Li asked calmly.
"The benefactor should take good care of his lower body. Half of the meridians in Han Shi's body have been ruptured. It seems that either the spiritual energy in the body is insufficient when practicing the Vajra Art, or the auxiliary pills are lacking. Our human race is no better than those with the body of monsters and monsters. Naturally domineering, even the slightest mistake in body training will cause his body to collapse on its own. Fortunately, the benefactor seems to have awakened early, the rupture of the meridians is not serious, and is still in the process of repairing. But this kind of injury is indeed not easy to cure, and I also There is no suitable elixir, so I can only write a few heart-cleaning talismans to the benefactor, so as to relieve the pain in my body a little bit." Nan Qizi let out a long breath and said with a wry smile.
"Then I'll be fine!" Han Li smiled and thanked him.
"Hey! Since Immortal Master Nanqizi has already seen it, it doesn't matter if I don't see it. But since I'm here, I have to go through the scene, otherwise I really can't explain to Zhang Xiaozi." The old man in white robe Said lightly on the side.
"Benefactor Fu is too modest. The Xuantian Nine Dragon Golden Needle Technique handed down by Brother Fu's family has benefited countless people, and even many fellow cultivators have benefited a lot. The poor Taoist has been famous for a long time." The Taoist gave the old man a polite nod.
"I'm just a broken-down kid from the Fu family, how can I know Xuantian Golden Needle Technique, the Taoist priest really thinks highly of me." The old man in white robe shook his head repeatedly.
Nan Qizi smiled dumbly, and stepped aside without saying anything.
The white-robed old man took a step forward, and naturally came in front of Han Li.
Raising his hand, he grabbed one of Han Li's wrists, and raised the other hand. There was a sound of piercing through the air, and several golden threads shot out in a flash.
There was a sound of "噗噗", several thin golden needles appeared on Han Li's body, only a small part was exposed, and most of them were buried in his body.
Han Li, who was unable to move at all, suddenly sat up cleverly, but his body was still straight, like a piece of wood.
"Liu'er, take something and give him a back cushion so that he can sit properly." The old man said to the blue shirt girl calmly.
"Of order, Mr. Fu! Xiang'er, go and get a set of our quilts and put them on for Mr. Han." The blue-shirted girl responded by chance, and turned her head to order.
The green-shirted girl named Xiang'er was stunned when she heard the words, she seemed a little embarrassed, but she agreed and walked out of the carriage.
However, taking advantage of this opportunity, the white-robed old man simply sat next to Han Li, checking Han Li's pulse while shaking his head with half-closed eyes.
Han Li looked at the old man without saying a word.
He sensed that a weak air current was rushing around his body, very thin and unusual, if there was nothing there.
If it weren't for his extremely powerful spiritual sense, he would have known his body well, and I'm afraid it would have been difficult to detect.
The old man seemed to have sensed Han Li's gaze, and he took a quick look, just in time to see the half-smile on the other side's face, and was taken aback in his heart.
At this time, that Xiang'er had already returned to the carriage with a silk quilt in her arms, and without waiting for the old man's instructions, she stepped forward to spread the things and put them on Han Li's back.
Han Li leaned halfway on the quilt, and there was a strong fragrance in his nose, and he thanked the woman.
The girl in emerald green shirt just responded lightly, with a lukewarm look.
Han Li didn't take it seriously, and continued to pay attention to the actions of the white-robed old man.
At this time, Fu Lao waved his hand in the air, and suddenly there was another golden needle in his hand, which was a little longer and thinner.
The old man clamped the needle skillfully with two fingers, and then his hand blurred, and his arm swung like a wheel, and countless golden lights suddenly enveloped Han Li's body.
Han Li only felt a slight chill on countless acupoints, and they were all pricked by the golden needle at the same time.
Following that, a tingling sensation came from all four limbs at the same time. Han Li moved his fingers slightly, and then he slowly raised his arms.
The sound of gasping suddenly came from the carriage, not only the faces of the four girls showed admiration, Nan Qizi's eyes flickered slightly, and he was also a little moved.
"Admiration, brother Fu's golden needle technique is really amazing!" The Taoist said with a chuckle.
"It's nothing, it's just a small trick. I just let his limbs regain some mobility temporarily. But still don't use any strength, otherwise the meridians in the body may rupture on a large scale." The white-robed old man warned Han Li solemnly.
"Thank you Fu Lao!"
Han Li moved his ten fingers slightly, feeling both surprised and happy.
He also learned the art of piercing acupuncture points with golden needles when he was in the human world, and he thought he was quite proficient, but now it is completely different from this old Fu. There are really people in the world who can turn decay into magic just by pricking acupoints with golden needles.
But when he heard the old man's words behind him, his heart trembled again.
The old man in white robe saw that Han Li's movements were fine, so he slapped Han Li again with one hand.
With a flash of golden light, the golden needle shot out from Han Li's body at the same time, but the old man shook his sleeve and took it away like a bull in the sea.
After stretching his legs, Han Li slowly got off the bench and took a few steps carefully.
"This old man can only do this, but the recovery of the meridians depends entirely on you. I still have things to do, so I won't stay here any longer."
The old man in white robe left immediately.
Nan Qizi nodded when he heard the words, and took out several talismans from his body. With a wave of his hand, they all turned into green lights, which disappeared into Han Li's body.
The foundation-building monk also took his leave and got up.
So the four girls naturally sent the two of them out of the carriage, and then closed the door again.
At this time, Han Li was sitting on the chair with his eyes slightly lowered, as if he was experiencing the effects of those talismans.
"Brother Han, have you really cultivated to the third level of the Vajra Art?" The girls turned around the car and looked at each other, and the blue-shirted girl named Liu Er suddenly asked with a smile.
"Han was just a fluke." Han Li raised his eyelids, glanced at the woman, and replied noncommittally.