Although the girl's pretty face was full of disbelief, she also knew that her grandfather wouldn't talk nonsense, so she was terrified in her heart, so she couldn't help but stop looking in Han Li's direction.
Seeing that Han Li taught the other party a little lesson, but did not really hurt the other party, he was also very satisfied.
At this moment, his lips moved slightly, and the sound transmission passed.
Immediately, Han Li's voice came to the ear of the old man in green robe.
"After leaving Prince Xin's mansion in a while, don't rush to leave, wait for me at the back door of the mansion. I have something to ask you!"
Han Li's voice was full of unquestionable orders, which made the old man startled, and secretly groaned in his heart.
"Could it be that this expert is still unwilling to let their grandparents and grandchildren go? Or do they have other plans for them! But fortunately, the other party doesn't seem to be cruel, so there shouldn't be any danger! And he can climb up with the foundation-building monks. Relationship seems to be a rare opportunity for the family to rejuvenate." The green-robed old man could only comfort himself in this way, his heart was agitated, and he was extremely tormented!
Seeing this, Han Li smiled slightly, and then turned his attention back to the old man with white hair.
At this time, the Immortal Master Wu had checked most of the crowd, but he had not yet found a person who was destined to be immortal.
Those young people who were declared to have no fate had no choice but to return to their seats dejectedly, and their elders certainly didn't have a good face.
"What fairy fate, this is clearly looking for someone with spiritual roots. However, this old Taoist is not purely a fool, it seems that he really wants to recruit disciples among these people! Otherwise, just point at a few people randomly. "Han Li thought indifferently as he saw the old man happily inspecting the spirit roots of each young man.
However, Han Li felt that there might not be much drama for the old Taoist to recruit disciples here. Among the fifty or sixty people, if he wanted to pick out those with spiritual roots, there was really little hope!
Just as Han Li thought of this, the white-haired old man suddenly said loudly: "This son has a fairy fate, I can take it under my sect!"
Han Li was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but look at this person who was destined to be immortal. I saw a fat young man standing in a daze in front of this Immortal Master Wu, looking at a loss for what to do.
Next to him was a middle-aged man with a big belly and wearing a purple silk dress, who asked in disbelief: "Master Immortal, does my Tong Jing really have a fairy fate? There is no mistake!"
The person who was really hit by the huge pie still couldn't believe it. So many young handsome people in front of him didn't pick it up. His lazy son would be caught by the immortal master. It really made him like a dream .
"Hehe, benefactor, don't worry! Pindao has checked it several times. Your son is indeed possessed of immortal roots, and he can learn immortal arts with the young prince." Seeing this, Immortal Master Wu twirled his snow-white beard and said with a smile.
"Thank you, Immortal Master! Thank you, Immortal Master! Although I'm not very rich, my family has a bit of land. Tomorrow, I will definitely give Immortal Master a generous gift money for apprenticeship! Son, hurry up... kowtow to Immortal Master!" After the middle-aged man was convinced that the matter was correct, he danced happily and spoke incoherently.
Seeing this, those young people who lost the election were all dumbfounded.
Isn't this person whom Immortal Master Wu has taken a fancy to, the fat boy who is often regarded by them as a wine bag and rice bag! Such a waste is actually a person with immortal roots, this is too unacceptable!
It's not just these young people who think so. Their elders couldn't help but look at each other, feeling a bit unacceptable. After all, this young man named Tong Jing was famous in their circle for his uselessness.
There was no abnormality on Han Li's face.
Whether a person has a spiritual root does not depend on whether the man or woman is handsome, handsome or not. It has nothing to do with a person's intelligence and ability at all. There is no rule to look for at this time. Otherwise, before the Immortal Cultivation Clan appeared, it wouldn't be so difficult for the Immortal Cultivation Sect to find talented disciples.
However, Han Li was a little surprised to find a person with spiritual roots among such a small number of people. It seems that this Taoist priest has good luck!
Han Li and the pair of grandparents and grandchildren understood this truth, but other people in the hall didn't understand this truth, and they started discussing in low voices. Some shrewd people among them even began to doubt the authenticity of this Immortal Master Wu, making those who have not tested it later feel a little hesitant to move forward.
As a result, there was a moment of silence in front of the veteran.
Seeing this, King Xin showed displeasure.
But all the people in the hall are friends who have known him for many years, so it is not good to say something unpleasant directly, so I can only say to the old Taoist tactfully: "Master Wu, everyone is just ordinary people, few people have seen the real fairy art , Immortal Master will show his hand again and open everyone's eyes!"
After hearing King Xin's words, everyone present fell silent immediately, and all looked at what the immortal master said.
The white-haired old man pondered for a while, then agreed very readily, and then asked everyone to follow him to the open space in front of the hall.
With the old man's words, all the people in the hall "suddenly" rushed out of the hall. Han Li also followed out indifferently.
On the contrary, the grandfather and grandson didn't intend to move the place. It seemed that they were still worried about Han Li's meeting with them!
Outside the living room, the old Taoist stood in a large circle surrounded by everyone and began to cast spells.
I saw him making talismans with his hands, standing with his feet flat, chanting words in a low voice, the faint sound of incantations added a bit of mystery to it.
As a result, all the onlookers held their breath and stared at the old man's every move.
After hearing these incantations, Han Li secretly rolled his eyes.
At this moment, the two palms of the old man closed in the middle, and then separated to the left and right, a fierce fireball the size of a fist floated in the middle of the hands, and at the same time, the temperature nearby suddenly rose, and a hot breath filled the air. open.
This is exactly the "Fire Bomb" spell that everyone must practice as a fire root monk.
But this scene, which is the most common among immortal cultivators, immediately caused the people nearby to exclaim in surprise, shouting inconceivably!
But the next scene not only left these mortals dumbfounded, even Han Li was shocked at first.
Because the next old Taoist kept making articulations and changing gestures with his hands, and as a result, the scorching fireball gradually deformed in front of everyone's eyes.
First, it slowly stretched out its wings and grew a sharp beak, and then developed a pair of slender claws and a tail, turning into a small and exquisite flame bird.
"Could it be the Fire Bird Technique!" Seeing this scene, Han Li's nerves tensed up, and he almost couldn't believe his eyes.
"Fire Bird Technique" is a genuine intermediate and elementary spell, and even Han Li himself has not mastered it. But in front of him, this is just the old way of the immortal cultivator in the Qi refining period, and he actually used it on the spot, it was really hard for him to believe it! No wonder Han Li wondered if his eyes were blurred.
But Han Li's astonishment was only for a short moment.
He immediately discovered the huge difference between this firebird and the real "firebird technique".
Although from the appearance point of view, this fireball-changing bird is very similar to the magic image released by the fire bird technique, but their sizes are too different.
The fire bird of the "Fire Bird Technique" has two wings and one wing, which is nearly ten feet in size. And Lao Dao, the transformed fire bird, has always maintained the size of a fist, and it cannot be compared at all.
But what really convinced Han Li that this was just a "false fire bird technique" was the magnitude of the mana fluctuations contained in the two.
The destructive power contained in the fire bird transformed by the fire bird technique is something that even the monks in the foundation establishment period would never dare to take over. And this firebird, which is as small as a sparrow, has the same mana fluctuation as that of the fireball, it has not increased by half, it seems that it is just a pure transformation!
Han Li, who had figured this out, was angry and funny! He was almost deceived by this little trick, what a shame!
However, this person's technique of manipulating flames is really astonishing! Han Li himself asked himself that he would never be able to achieve such a subtle level of control, and he didn't know how the other party, a monk in the Qi refining period, could achieve such a level.
The old Taoist's performance completely confirmed Han Li's thoughts.
I saw the fiery red bird that was flying high, suddenly landed on the ground, and transformed into a red pug, running happily around the old road.
Soon after, the puppy turned into a fire snake, and the fire snake evolved into a villain...
This series of astonishing performances completely left those mortals who had never seen magic transformations stunned and tongue-tied!
Until the old man suddenly pointed with his finger, the last transformed flame pony rushed to a small cherry tree on the side, and the flames burst into flames, instantly turning the tree into ashes.
The old man just ended his performance.
At this time, the onlookers woke up like a dream, and desperately shouted to the old Taoist teacher to get up.
The original doubts in my heart have long been put behind me, so there is no trace of unbelief!