"Okay, the matter has been settled. What should you three do? Don't worry about me, an old man. I still have to study the pros and cons of this game of chess." The boy waved his hands to the other monks, shaking his head and said. , Then he really lowered his head and looked at the chessboard in front of him.
When the gray-clothed old man and the others heard this, they did not dare to be negligent in saying yes. Then, led by the monk in yellow, he walked out of the hall through another side door.
"I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Bai to be... Senior Brother Yue, did you know about this beforehand?" The middle-aged monk of Baiqiaoyuan couldn't help sighing as soon as he walked out of the stone hall.
"I don't know. Senior Lan just said that he wants to deal with something here, so how dare I ask more questions?" The yellow-clothed cultivator's face was also a little ugly.
After hearing this, the middle-aged monk shut up without asking any more questions. The group of young disciples behind, having experienced what happened just now, dare not speak casually.
In a somewhat dull atmosphere, Han Li and the others passed through a long corridor, and after turning a corner, they were brought to a light yellow stone door. And in front of this door, a man with disheveled hair sat there cross-legged, motionless.
Although the face of this person could not be seen clearly because of the disheveled hair covering his face, his hair was gray and he was definitely not too young.
When the monk in yellow saw this person, there was a bit of respect on his face.
"Brother Wei, I have already brought the disciples from the Sword Trial Conference, should we let them in now?"
"Now that you're here, let's go in. The alcohol seems to flow out a little later than expected, these disciples, you have to wait a little longer." The man with the hair disheveled said in a calm and deep voice.
Han Li's eyes swept over this person quickly, and the cold light in his eyes flashed away. This monk with disheveled hair was actually a late-stage alchemy monk, and he was already at the peak of the fake baby state. This made him pay more attention to this person!
When the gray-clothed old man heard the man's voice, his face showed a bit of excitement. He walked up and down a few steps, and said in a trembling voice: "Senior brother Wei, are you... are you alright?"
This person is actually a monk of Luoyun Sect!
"Junior Brother Yu, I haven't seen you for so many years, you are a bit old." The monk with disheveled hair sighed softly and said leisurely.
"Brother, why did you..."
"Okay, you and my brother and I can meet again here, it's still not the end of fate, so don't talk about what happened back then. When I entered this place, I swore a poisonous oath. I came out of the mountain. Besides, I also know from the two senior uncles that everything in the sect is well managed by Junior Brother Feng, and I have nothing to worry about." Senior Brother Wei said calmly.
When the gray-clothed old man heard the words, his expression was a little sad, and the words he wanted to blurt out were swallowed back in his stomach.
"Junior Brothers, just wait for a while, I will open the restriction and let you lead the team into the Holy Land." The Wei Senior Brother stood up, shot a spell from his sleeve, and hit the yellow stone gate. Shimen split into two silently.
Before Han Li could clearly see what was going on inside, he felt a gust of pure spirit rushing towards his face from inside the door.
Sure enough, the tree of spiritual eyes was located inside.
However, after a little comparison in his mind, the purity of this aura is by no means inferior to that of his spiritual eye jade. It's even slightly better, and it really deserves to be the top spiritual eye thing.
Led by the old man with disheveled hair, Han Li and others entered the door, and a huge stalactite cave suddenly appeared in front of them.
This grotto is hundreds of feet long and wide, and twenty or thirty feet high. At first glance, it seems to have entered the underground world.
What is even more surprising is that there are stalactite pillars of different sizes growing on the ground, thus forming a natural stone forest, which encloses most of the grotto densely, like a small maze.
After Han Li took a closer look, he saw a white aura flashing between the stone pillars, and it was obvious that some kind of restraint had been placed inside.
While Han Li was thinking to himself, the old man with disheveled hair had already led a few people to the edge of the stone forest. With a flip of his hand, a white ancient mirror the size of a palm appeared. Then the old man muttered without saying a word, raised his hand, and a beam of white light shot out from the mirror, directly shooting towards the stone forest in front of him.
There was a sound of "噗嗤", and the beam of light disappeared into the forest like a mud cow entering the sea in a blink of an eye. Afterwards, the old man put away the small mirror, and stood there with his hands behind his back, without saying a word.
While some young disciples were wondering, the ground began to tremble slightly, and then there was a scene that stunned all the low-ranking monks.
The large and small stone pillars emitted milky white light at the same time, and then a large yellow light rose from the forest, and some stone pillars began to move away in a daze in front of everyone. When a group of young disciples woke up from their stupefaction, Shi Lin had already parted a straight path and came out.
Seeing this scene, Han Li's expression moved slightly, but then his face remained normal.
Everyone walked along this path and walked to the center of the stone forest easily, where they finally saw the legendary tree of spiritual eyes.
"Is this really the tree of spiritual eyes?" Han Li was a little speechless looking at the thing that was about ten feet tall in front of him.
This straight thing with the thickness of an arm and a light green color is said to be a bluestone pillar. I am afraid most people will believe it, and it cannot be associated with a tree at all.
However, the astonishing aura of the entire cave was indeed emanating from this lumpy "stone pillar". And outside the stone pillar, there is a layer of light golden light covering, covering it tightly from the top to the root. Just looking at such a careful look, this tree of spiritual eyes should be authentic!
Although Han Li was full of slanderous words, the gray-clothed old man and other monks all showed fiery eyes when they saw this tree. If a monk can practice directly under this tree, as long as he does not encounter bottlenecks, he may be able to shorten the training time by half.
However, Han Li didn't pay attention to the tree of spiritual eyes for a long time. His eyes swept away and landed on a jade bottle under the tree. The bottle was about half a foot high, thin at the top and thick at the bottom, and there was a faint scent of medicine that he was familiar with, emanating slowly.
Could this be the "Ming and Qing Lingshui" that was mostly prepared, Han Li thought to himself.
When the others were a few feet away from the spiritual eye tree, they all consciously stopped. Only the old man with disheveled hair stepped forward quickly without any scruples, and the light golden mask seemed to have no effect on him, allowing him to walk through the mask as if nothing was there.
The old man walked up to the spiritual eye tree in a few steps, circled it twice, raised one hand, and put the palm on the middle of the spiritual tree, and then stimulated the spiritual power slightly, and the fingers of the five fingers There is a green light flashing at the tip.
Seeing this situation, other people outside the mask, although most of them didn't know what this person was doing, they still couldn't help holding their breath, for fear of disturbing the monk with hair.
After a long while, the old man shook his head slightly and retracted his five fingers, and the green light disappeared in a flash.
"The alcoholic liquid in the spirit tree has not yet reached the best time to pick it up, and it will take another three or four hours. Before that, you all sit cross-legged and rest for a while, and I will take the last step of the Ming and Qing Lingshui. The preparation is complete, just wait for the alcohol to be dripped in." After turning his head, the old man with disheveled hair said calmly.
"Everything is according to what Brother Wei said!" The middle-aged monk and the yellow-clothed monk nodded in agreement, and the old man surnamed Yu would not have any other opinions.
So Han Li and other young disciples sat cross-legged in the center of the stone forest one by one under the orders of several alchemy stage monks, or closed their eyes to meditate, or breathed out to practice.
The old man with disheveled hair lowered his body, stretched out his hand and grabbed the jade bottle under the spirit tree, then flicked his sleeve casually, and suddenly the light golden mask suddenly shone with dazzling light, making it impossible for people to see anything clearly inside. .
Seeing this situation, other people naturally looked indifferent, but Han Li frowned, and suddenly secretly called Qi Lingyinyue to come.
"Brother Han called me, what's the matter?" Yinyue's voice came slowly.
"I remember that you are proficient in the art of earth escape, can you secretly sneak into the mask from the ground? You don't need to do anything, just take out a piece of the spiritual root of the tree of spiritual eyes for me." Han Li said lightly.
"Brother Han, wait for a while, I will use the body of the weapon spirit, try it and come back." As soon as the words were spoken, Yinyue turned into a fist-sized miniature wolf, and slipped from under Han Li's body without anyone noticing. Burrow into the ground.
Han Li's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were slightly squinted, and he seemed to be resting in peace.
Suddenly Han Li raised his eyebrows, and his squinted eyes suddenly turned slightly, and fell on the big man Du Dong imperceptibly.
This person sat cross-legged in a corner of the crowd, bowed his head in a seal motionless, as if he was exhaling and practicing.
Seeing this situation, the corners of Han Li's mouth curled up, revealing a hint of sarcasm.