At this time, Han Li was already at the foot of a small mountain two thousand miles away, his face changed drastically, he became a middle-aged man with three long beards, and his stature was also several inches shorter.
At this moment, there was no aura in his body, and he turned back into an ordinary body refiner, sitting cross-legged on a bluestone with his eyes slightly closed, with no expression on his face.
After a while, Han Li suddenly opened his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and muttered: "Finally, the last trace of fire energy in the body has been dissipated. Unless they come to check in person, they will definitely not be able to identify them." out."
But even so, Han Li didn't intend to leave now.
Now is the time to be in the limelight, even if he has changed his appearance and breath, he is not willing to take any risks.
So he jumped down from the bluestone, and flew up the mountain after a few jumps.
Not long after, he came to a solid cliff covered by countless vines and bushes.
Han Li looked around for a few times, nodded in satisfaction, and then took a deep breath. Suddenly, his fists shone golden, and he aimed at the stone wall in front of him and struck out in a row.
After the loud noises of "rumbling" came out one after another, a stone cave several feet deep suddenly emerged.
As soon as his figure swayed, people flashed into it strangely.
Then facing the entrance of the cave, he punched the roof of the cave again with his backhand.
Suddenly a pile of gravel fell down, blocking the entrance of the cave.
The cave immediately became pitch black.
Han Li didn't care, turned his palm over, and a moonstone that had been prepared a long time ago appeared in his hand.
He grabbed the stone and patted it lightly on the roof of the cave, and under the tremendous force, the moonstone was easily inserted into the roof of the cave.
Under the faint glare, most of the cave was immediately clear.
Han Li found a clean place and sat down. With a flash of the spirit ring in his hand, he took out the blood-red vial from the storage bracelet and looked at it strangely.
Except for the blood-red light constantly emitting from this bottle, everything else is extremely ordinary. The material feels abnormally smooth, as if it is ordinary porcelain.
Han Li gently stroked the vial with his fingers, muttering to himself, and at the same time, he couldn't help but recall all the memories of the sacred blood of the Flame Devouring Spirit Clan.
After a while, he frowned, and took out a palm-sized jasper round bowl from the storage bracelet, then opened the lid of the blood-red vial, pointed at the round bowl and gently tilted it down.
The purple awns flowed around the mouth of the bottle, and it took a long time for seven or eight drops of dark purple liquid to pour out slowly, and all of them fell into the round bowl and immediately dispersed drop by drop, and they couldn't be merged into one body.
Han Li narrowed his eyes and stared carefully for a while, then stretched out a finger, and tapped lightly on one of the drops of purple liquid. As a result, at the moment when his finger seemed to be touching but not touching, the purple liquid suddenly jumped up by itself, wrapping his fingertips in it, as if it wanted to invade right away.
But Han Li raised his eyebrows, and with a flash of golden light on his fingers, the purple liquid was cut off from his skin, and with a light shake, the liquid slipped into the round bowl again.
"That's right, it really is the blood of the Spirit Race." Excitement flashed in Han Li's eyes.
Next, he poured the purple liquid into the vial again, and carefully put it into the storage bracelet, while he meditated and rested in the cave.
Although he has no magic power now, but his bigu ability has not lost a bit, and he doesn't need to eat or drink at all.
Not long after, waves of spiritual thoughts swept across the hill where Han Li was located. Han Li didn't have any aura in him, so naturally they were all swept away, and he didn't notice his existence at all.
In the first few days, the searches for these divine senses were abnormally frequent, and I wished I could scan them more than a dozen times a day.
But after half a month, it immediately became only two or three times.
After another two months, it will only be once a day, and the divine sense used is obviously far less powerful than before, and the searchers have obviously changed.
But Han Li remained calm and hid in the cave.
Just like that, half a year passed by in a flash, and no divine thoughts appeared again.
When Han Li sensed this change in the cave, he was overjoyed.
But after waiting for several months, he opened his eyes one day, smashed the gravel at the entrance of the cave with his fist, and then walked out slowly.
He looked at everything around him, and after seeing nothing unusual, he immediately smiled and flung his sleeves, and strode straight down the mountain.
Soon, his figure disappeared without a trace in the mountain forest.
A year later, in a small town near the City of the Setting Sun, a young body trainer with an unfamiliar face came. After purchasing a batch of things in a hurry, he walked away without a trace.
Because the things were not recovered in the end, things about the blood of the gods gradually spread.
Coupled with the fact that some monks and body refiners who participated in the tribal war at that time also gradually proved this matter, this matter has indeed been a sensation for several years.
Huangliang Lingjun and others at the Lianxu level made a move, and the thing was taken by a mere cultivator of transformation spirit, which naturally made people amazed.
Lingjun Huangliang was still a little unwilling. After returning to Sunset City, he continued to investigate the matter for several years, and he also devoted himself to finding the identity of the treasure-hunting monk.
The result made him extremely helpless. The several supernatural powers revealed by the treasure hunter were all extraordinary, but they seemed to have jumped out of a stone, and there was no clue at all.
After another year or two, Lingjun Huang Liang left Sunset City and met Huan Tianqi to go to the wild world, and no one paid any attention to this topic, and the matter of the divine blood was left alone.
A few years later, in the midst of a tall and majestic mountain far away from human habitation, in a space that was as black as ink, a figure sat quietly cross-legged inside, with the golden light on his body flickering non-stop.
Beside the figure, there was a blood red vial lying on the ground, as if it was empty.
Sitting cross-legged, the figure just doesn't move. If it weren't for the gently rising and falling chest, it would be like a clay sculpture...
For mortals in the spirit world, more than a hundred years means that most of their lives have passed. But for the cultivators with profound magical powers, it is just a moment in life.
One day after more than a hundred years, everything in Jushan was still the same, but there was a group of fully armed knights riding giant wolves, escorting several exquisite and unusual beast carts, passing slowly by the foot of the mountain.
There were three people sitting in one of the animal carts, an old man with gray hair, a six or seven-year-old boy with thick head and thick brain, and a slender girl of similar age.
The old man's forehead was full of wrinkles, but the skin under his neck was as shiny and elastic as a young man's, and his hands exposed outside his sleeves were as shriveled as an old tree withered vines.
But the strange thing is that the nails on the ten fingers of the old man are not only several inches long, they look abnormally sharp, but also glow with a faint red light, which looks very mysterious.
The pair of boys, girls and children on the opposite side stared at the red light on the nails without blinking, looking bewildered and curious.
The old man didn't even try to hide the strangeness on his nails, he just looked at the pair of boys and smiled without saying a word.
Suddenly there was a sound of beast hooves outside the window, and then a man's voice suddenly sounded outside the beast cart: "Qi Huo Lao, the person who sent to open the way has returned, and all the herds and monsters in Chuanyun Mountain's radius of thousands of miles are all here. It's been cleaned up."
"Well, you did a good job. In this way, this company has opened a new business route. In more than ten years, there will be no major problems." The old man's expression changed, and he raised one hand, and slowly opened the curtain up.
I saw a burly middle-aged knight riding a snow-white mutated giant wolf, following respectfully beside the beast cart.
"However, you can be sure that there is not a single monster left in this mountain. If there is a monster who is good at hiding and hides skillfully enough, it is normal that the monster aura has not been discovered." The old man glanced at the knight, and his tone suddenly It became serious.
"This shouldn't be the case. Apart from the monster aura, this junior also invited a few immortal masters to scan the entire mountain with their spiritual thoughts. It is true that there are no more monsters in this mountain." The knight's face changed slightly, but he was sure immediately. replied...
"Oh, in this case, it seems that there is no problem. Although the monks invited are only at the alchemy stage, it is impossible for there to be too high-level monsters on this mountain. That's it, let's move on. "The old man nodded in satisfaction, praised casually, and wanted to put down the curtain in his hand.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred in the air.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang like an earth-shattering sound coming from a high altitude in the distance, and then the sound of rumbling continued, and the nearby sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, followed by the sound of whistling, and the whole sky suddenly became gloomy.
The entire process of changing the sky took only a moment, and the old man didn't even have time to close the curtains first.
"What is that..." The middle-aged knight, who was outside the beast car, stared at the towering top of the giant mountain suddenly, and lost his voice in surprise.
The old man frowned, raised his hand and tapped three times on the carriage.
The animal cart stopped immediately after a pause.
As soon as the old man pushed the car door, he got out of the beast car, appeared on the flat ground outside the car, and then looked towards the sky where the top of the giant mountain was located.
As a result, his complexion suddenly changed.
"Heavenly Tribulation, this is a cultivator who is overcoming the Heavenly Tribulation! It's a bit strange, it doesn't seem like a minor Heavenly Tribulation, but it's not like a big Heavenly Tribulation." The old man looked at the celestial phenomenon of electric snakes dancing wildly on the top of the mountain in amazement, a little dazed up.
I saw the top of the giant mountain in the distance, which had already turned as pitch black as the bottom of a pot, with gold and silver arcs jumping in and out of the clouds, and the dull rumbling sound came from there. And in a place slightly below the black clouds, gusts of white mist hurricanes were dancing and whistling wildly, hitting the top of the mountain non-stop, causing rocks to crack and trees to fly horizontally.
At this time, the entire convoy stopped, and the knights were all dumbfounded looking at this spectacle that they might never be able to witness in their entire lives.
And a few people in the other beast carts also flew into the air, and after circling for a while, they flew towards the old man one after another.