Seeing that the two recognized him, Han Li felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. After being silent for a while, he said leisurely: "When I left my hometown to seek the Tao, I never thought that the Han family would become a powerful family. , It can be seen that the saying that the world is unpredictable is indeed true! You two, get up, my uncle has not returned to his hometown once in so many years, and to the current Han family, he is not much different from an outsider, so there is no need to be so polite!"
"What did my uncle say? This is because I wait for my descendants to be unfilial. I don't know that my uncle is still alive, otherwise I must send someone to be filial to my uncle." The middle-aged Confucian scholar got up and said respectfully.
"Be filial! That's not necessary. I'm here just to have a look and leave. I won't stay here any longer. I'm already a person who seeks immortality and Taoism. It's better not to be involved in this worldly relationship." Han Li waved his hand , said calmly.
"Uncle, you old man is leaving now? This is a bit too hasty. It's better to go to the castle with Tian Xiao to see the other children surnamed Han, so it won't be too late!" Confucian scholar said in surprise.
"No need. When I came here just now, I flew over the Han family fort, and everyone in the fort swept over with my spiritual sense. It's a pity that although there are many members of the Han family, no one has a spiritual root. What a chance. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind bringing one or two disciples of my own family to practice." Han Li sighed and said regretfully.
"It seems that our descendants are not blessed, and we have no way to seek immortality with our uncle." A look of disappointment flashed across the Confucian scholar's face, and he said with a wry smile.
"Having a spiritual root that only a cultivator can have is a one-in-a-million thing. It is normal for hundreds of members of the Han family to not have this aptitude. Besides, according to my original intention, the children of the Han and Li families should not step into the world of cultivating immortals." Well, after all, the current world of cultivating immortals is not peaceful, and whole clans and sects are exterminated from time to time, if the entire Han family is implicated, it will be very bad." Han Li shook his head and said.
"I will obey my fourth uncle's orders." Hearing what Han Li said, the Confucian scholar was taken aback for a moment, but then replied honestly.
"Which generation of descendants are you Li Feiyu? What's your name?" Han Li turned his gaze. He suddenly stared at the big man with beard and asked.
Hearing this, the big man hurriedly lowered his head and replied: "Young Li Feng is the eleventh generation descendant of Fei Yu's ancestor, and he has met Uncle Han."
"I was considered a brother to Li Feiyu back then. I can bear it if you call me uncle. Just now, I saw that you protected Tian Xiao a lot. It seems that the Li family has indeed taken good care of our Han family over the years. I, this Han Uncle of the family, naturally you can't treat the people of the Li family badly. Here are some pills, which are of great help to those who practice martial arts, and can save you Li family children most of the hard work of cultivating internal strength, just accept it." Han Li put one hand into the storage With a slap on the bag, white light flashed, and seven or eight vials of various colors suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, and they were handed to the big man.
The big man was overjoyed when he heard the words, and hurriedly took the vials with gratitude. You must know that although people in the world do not cultivate their internal energy for decades like those who cultivate immortals, it will take a lot of time if they achieve a small success.
Seeing this, the middle-aged Confucian scholar felt happy for his friend, but also looked forward to Han Li unconsciously.
Seeing this, Han Li smiled slightly, unhurriedly took off a spirit beast bag from his waist, and patted it lightly. Immediately, thousands of three-color gold-eating insects surged out of the bag, and amidst the buzzing sound, a cloud of three-color insects was formed, shining dazzlingly, like thousands of stars appearing in the daytime.
The Confucian scholar and the big man were dumbfounded, secretly marveling in amazement.
Han Li didn't say much, and pointed at the cloud of insects above his head. The thousand or so gold-eating insects suddenly gathered in the middle, and instantly turned into a three-color sword floating in the air. Han Li stretched out his hand and the sword made a clear sound. Ming, fell into his hands by himself.
Seeing this weird scene, the Confucian scholars were even more speechless.
Han Li held the sword in one hand, stroked the blade of the sword with the other hand, his expression was uncertain. But after a while, he still sighed, and blurted out a cloud of blue aura, which just sprayed on the sword. Suddenly, a blue light flashed, and a simple green scabbard appeared on the surface of the blade. in front of him.
"This sword is made by refining spirit insects. It can kill and destroy enemies by itself. I will keep it in this ancestral hall. If one day, the Han family is really destroyed, we can let the clansmen hide in this ancestral hall. Relying on this sword can temporarily avoid catastrophe. But you must remember that this sword is not controlled by me personally. Once the spirit sword is unsheathed, it will kill all the animals within a radius of ten miles except the people in the ancestral hall, so use it with caution. Here is a jade pendant that contains a trace of my energy. Only by wearing this jade can I draw my sword out of its sheath, otherwise a mere mortal will not be able to unsheath this sword. From now on, this jade pendant will be handed over to the masters of the Han family in the past." Han Li took out another piece of crystal clear jade, and warned the Confucian scholar.
"Nephews and grandchildren remember the teachings of my uncle!" The Confucian scholar had no doubts about Han Li after seeing Han Li's inconceivable methods before. Hearing these words, he hurriedly replied in pleasant surprise.
Seeing this, Han Li smiled faintly, and instead of handing over the sword and jade pendant to the other party immediately, he warned, "Another point, you have to remember, because this sword is sealed by the sheath of aura, so this gold-eating sword It can only be used three times. Every time you use it, the spirit scabbard will become weaker. After three uses, the scabbard will collapse and disappear, and the spirit sword will turn into a spirit insect again and disappear. I think there are three times to save the Han family. This uncle of mine is worthy of the Han family. After all, there is no such thing as eternal wealth in this world. But in order to prevent future generations from taking advantage of the opportunity, I want to use this sword to do some evil things. Before, it was impossible to leave this ancestral hall. Once you leave this place, it will also disappear and cease to exist. Nevertheless, it should be enough to make good use of this sword and let the Han family continue for hundreds of years. After that, let It may not be a good thing for the Han family to return to ordinary life."
After Han Li said these words, he handed over the two items.
The Confucian scholar said yes again and again, bowed to take the sword, carefully enshrined it on the spirit table in the middle, and then returned to stand in front of Han Li, waiting for the next order.
Han Li was quite satisfied with the Confucian scholar's respectful attitude. After thinking for a while, he took out two light yellow vials and threw them to the Confucian scholar and the big man respectively. It is reserved for the Han and Li families. You two are also my descendants. Seeing my uncle with your own eyes this time is considered a chance for me. I will give you some benefits anyway. These two Although the elixir in the bottle is useless to me, it can still have a miraculous effect of prolonging life and strengthening the body for mortals in the world. Take it for the two of you, it is enough to protect your two lives 100th birthday."
"Thank you fourth uncle!"
"Thank you, Uncle Han!"
Hearing the words, the Confucian scholars and the big man thanked each other with small bottles in their hands, with overjoyed expressions on their faces.
After Han Li nodded, he looked around again, and suddenly asked with a trace of curiosity: "The two of you recognized me from the beginning, it seems that I really kept my portrait. If it is in this ancestral hall , show it to me, I'm curious who drew it."
"The portrait is indeed in the attic, please wait a moment, uncle." The Confucian scholar was startled when he heard this, but immediately replied.
Walking to the side of the attic, and pressing on the seemingly ordinary wall, there was a "cracking" sound, and a part of the wall was turned over, revealing five or six brocade silk images hanging on the inner layer.
Han Li took a few steps forward and stood still in front of a picture. It depicted a smiling young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a hint of childishness on his face. It was exactly Han Li's face in the past.
"This painting is said to have been handed over to our Han family by the ancestors of the Li family. As for who painted it, we don't know." The middle-aged Confucian scholar stood behind Han Li and explained softly.
But Han Li didn't seem to have heard of it. After flickering his eyes a few times, he landed on another picture instead. On it is a portrait of Han's father in official clothes. His face is much older than when he went back to the village to peek, but his face is full of joy.
A look of sadness flashed across Han Li's face, and then his eyes swept away, and several other pictures also fell into his eyes one by one.
The other portraits were all old men with white hair and temples. It took Han Li a lot of effort to discern the past appearances of his elder brothers, and he was stunned for a moment with a thousand feelings in his heart.
At this moment, the Confucian scholar and the bearded man were very sensible and didn't bother Han Li. But at this time, Han Li murmured a few words to himself, but his voice was too low, and it was a bit vague and hard to hear clearly.
Just as the two Confucian scholars were about to concentrate and listen carefully, a dazzling blue light erupted from Han Li's body. The two of them closed their eyes subconsciously in shock, and when they opened their eyes again, Han Li in front of them had already disappeared. No, but Han Li's voice came from their ears at the same time.
"Although I already have some abilities of a terrestrial immortal, I also have some powerful enemies. Don't tell others about the fact that I met you today. As long as the news doesn't leak, don't let outsiders see that gold-eating spirit sword. , the monks in the world of cultivating immortals will not notice you mortals, so you can rest easy. And I will concentrate on pursuing the road of immortality from now on, and I will not have any involvement with the Han family, so you can do it yourself!"
As soon as he finished speaking these words, Han Li's voice stopped abruptly, as if he had already faded away.
After the big man and the middle-aged Confucian scholar glanced at each other, they couldn't help looking at each other.