Han Li looked at the guards for a while. Although there was no fluctuation of spiritual power on their bodies, they were all vigorous and vigorous. It seemed that they had practiced some superficial kung fu. But what intrigued him the most was the cylinder. These guards didn't have any spiritual power, and it was amazing how they could identify the cultivators by this.
Han Li couldn't help but look at the cylinder a few more times.
All of this was seen by Wang Changqing next to him, and he explained to Han Li with a smile: "It's a spirit plate, which allows us mortals to identify the identities of the immortal masters!"
"Spirit plate?" Han Li was slightly taken aback when he heard this title, but immediately remembered that there was indeed a palm-sized jade plate inlaid on one end of the cylinder, so he nodded slightly and said nothing.
Then, while Han Li watched coldly, the animal cart drove along the streets paved with white stones towards the city center.
There are a lot of pedestrians on the road, and they come and go non-stop, and there is a tendency to get more lively as you go forward.
Most of these people's clothes are white, even if there are other colors, they are all light yellow, slightly green and other light-colored clothes, and there is no one who is brightly dressed.
Moreover, among these people, there is obviously a distinction between high and low status, often one or two people with expensive clothes walk in front, followed by three or four people with shabby clothes, obviously they are servants.
In the end, because there were too many people and animal vehicles, Han Li and the others had to slow down the speed of their vehicles to continue moving forward. After a lot of effort, the animal cart finally arrived at a huge square in the center of the city.
This square covers an area of several tens of acres, and it can be called a sea of people. As far as Han Li looked, there were black heads everywhere, and people from all directions continued to pour towards the square.
Along the four sides of the square, there are many shops, crowded with people, and there are some temporary stalls in the middle of the shops, which are also overcrowded. And in the middle are more people, talking eagerly about something, appearing bustling and bustling.
Han Li's eyes turned a little straight, and he estimated in his heart, as if the crowd was so dense, at least tens of thousands of people were crowded in this square at the same time.
When the animal cart arrived here, it was naturally impossible to go any further. Gu Dongzhu took the lead to get out of the cart, took Han Li and others, and walked towards a palace-style building on the side of the square.
The palace is about ten feet high, which is obviously much higher than other buildings. And there is a row of guards standing in front of the huge temple gate, guarding there with shining spears, and no one else is allowed to approach here casually.
"Today is the market opening day of Kuixing Island in March, so there are several times more people in Dongshi City than in the past. Basically, people from more than a dozen towns in the east will come to trade some rare things that cannot be bought normally. Items." As he walked forward, Gu Dongzhu turned his head to explain this to Han Li, Han Li smiled faintly, and followed him to the front of the palace.
Gu Dongzhu went forward and said a few words to the guard guarding the gate, and the guard waved his hand to indicate that they could go in.
So Dongzhu Gu hurriedly greeted Han Li and Wang Changqing. They went in together.
As soon as I entered the gate of the palace, it seemed much cooler and quieter. In the corridor behind the door, there were dozens of people who seemed to be of some status, whispering something in small groups, and when they saw Proprietor Gu coming, they all looked over with some hostility.
But at this time, the purple wooden door at the other end of the corridor opened, and a young man in white clothes in his twenties came out from inside.
"It's Mr. Gu, right? Everyone else has already arrived, so the Gu family is missing. But only the cultivators who participated in the challenge can go in. Mr. Gu is here to wait for the result!" The young man gave Han Li a good look. , he politely said to Gu Dongzhu.
The young man's cultivation was clearly revealed by Han Li's sweep, and he had about four or five layers of Qi refining stage, which is about the same as him now.
Seeing this, Gu Dongzhu had no choice but to look at Han Li expectantly, and then backed away saying yes.
Han Li followed the young man into the wooden door with a normal expression, and the wooden door was immediately closed tightly.
"My surname is Wen. Fellow Daoist can call me Wen Qiang. However, I see that Fellow Daoist has a very friendly face. Could it be that he is a newcomer to our Kuixing Island?" Han Li walked through the wooden door, and the young man turned his head and asked with a smile.
"Han Li, I just arrived at Kuixing Island last month!" After a period of practice, Han Li finally had no problem speaking the local language.
"Hehe, I really admire you! With your current cultivation level, fellow daoist dares to venture out. You are really courageous! I can't do it anymore. Ever since I was born on this island, I haven't left Kuixing Island." The young man said with some envy.
Hearing this, Han Li chuckled lightly and said nothing.
Then, Han Li followed the young man straight all the way, and they arrived at a circular hall, in which there were more than thirty monks with different expressions sitting or standing.
"It seems that everyone is here, so let's start drawing lots immediately! In a battle to decide the outcome, you can only hurt people and not kill people, otherwise you will be disqualified from winning." An old man with bones and fairy wind sitting opposite the crowd , Said extremely briefly.
The room was full of monks in the Qi refining period, and he was the only one in the early stage of foundation establishment, and he seemed to be the monk in charge of this matter.
As soon as the young man surnamed Wen entered the hall, he quickly walked behind the old man and stood with both hands.
The old man ignored the young man, and took out a blue jade tube, which contained more than twenty bamboo sticks.
"Okay, those who want to challenge can draw one, and those with the same number will compete with each other first, and the winner will be eligible to challenge the representative of the original merchant."
After hearing this, most of the thirty people stared at the jade tube.
And suddenly a layer of blue light appeared from the jade tube, covering the bamboo stick inside. The consciousness of other people was automatically excluded from the blue light, and some of them were affected a little, and their bodies could not help but shake a few times.
The other monks who didn't use their spiritual sense to detect the jade tube showed a look of gloating. These people are immortal cultivators who are about to be challenged, and naturally hope that Han Li and other challengers will suffer as much as possible.
With Han Li's strong spiritual sense, it is no problem to forcibly break the blue light, but he will not do such eye-catching things. So, looking at each other in blank dismay, Han Li and the other monks took turns to draw bamboo sticks.
After Han Li drew a lottery, he turned it sideways and took a closer look. It was a strange silver symbol. He couldn't help frowning, he forgot about it, he doesn't know the local language!
But Han Li remained expressionless, and kept the bamboo stick in his hand, as if nothing had happened.
"Number one!" the old man said coldly. Immediately, two monks with the same bamboo stick came out.
"You go to the platform over there to compete. There is a formation there, and you are not afraid of the damage of the spell. As long as you can get the opponent's bamboo stick and hand it to me, you will win. I don't ask what methods and methods you use. , of course you can’t kill the other party.” The old man said unceremoniously.
"Yes, senior!" The two saluted the old man, then walked towards the open-air platform that was faintly visible behind the hall. As a result, after a burst of white light lit up on the platform, the two disappeared.
But after a while, the two reappeared on the platform with some fatigue. One of them happily handed over two bamboo sticks to the old man, while the other walked out of the hall sadly.
"Number two" the old man shouted coldly.
Because the fighting methods of monks in the Qi refining period are relatively simple, the winner and loser are determined very quickly. There was even a pair of monks who stepped in with their front feet and came out with their back feet. Both the winners and the losers were all smiling and extremely happy, which made Han Li feel a little strange.
"No. 7!" A monk immediately stood up following the old man's voice, but the other did not come out for a long time.
"Number seven!" The old man shouted again with a serious face.
At this moment, Han Li came out with a dazed expression, and hurriedly apologized: "Senior! I'm really sorry, I misread the number just now and thought I was number nine!"
The old man didn't pay any attention to what Han Li said, and waved his hand impatiently, and Han Li and the other person hurriedly walked to the platform with interest.
After the white light flashed, Han Li and the other party appeared in a white misty world, except for the tens of feet wide space in the middle, surrounded by white mist.
"Your Excellency's cultivation level is two floors lower than mine. I don't think there is any need to fight anymore. Fellow Daoist, just admit defeat! It will save you from missing in the next moment and seriously injuring Fellow Daoist!" Confidently said to Han Li.
Han Li looked at the "master" on the seventh floor of the Qi Refining Stage opposite him, seeing that he hadn't even opened the shield like himself, and chuckled lightly.