Wang Tiangu and other monks had no objection to the conditions of Nanlonghou and the other two. After all, regardless of their cultivation or their identity as founders, it is normal to get more treasures.
In order to avoid having long nights and dreams, everyone immediately made an agreement that they would set off immediately after two days of preparation before the trade fair ended. After everyone swore an oath not to divulge this matter, they left here one after another.
However, Han Li looked at the unusually confident appearance of Nan Longhou and the others, and it seemed that he was not afraid of other people's little tricks. Presumably, the address and the method of breaking the ban are in the hands of these two people. With their scheming and supernatural powers, it is really difficult for others to have any ghosts.
As for Han Lihui's agreement to this trip, he had his own considerations.
Since he reached the Nascent Soul stage, because there was no suitable pill to take, the progress of the Qingyuan Sword Art can be described as crawling like a snail. Han Li reckoned that if he only relied on self-cultivation in the cave mansion, it would take less than two or three hundred years, and he would not even think of cultivating to the peak of Yuanying's early stage. As for whether it can enter the middle stage of Nascent Soul in the future, it depends on luck and good luck, and qualifications are not the most important thing. Because the Nascent Soul cultivator who can reach this step is not a generation with extraordinary talents.
According to Han Li's original plan, as soon as the trade fair is over, he will retreat for more than a hundred years, and when all the exercises are completed, he will leave the cave and travel around to find some ancient repair sites and natural treasures. Only in this way will it be possible to find a chance to see if you can enter the next realm in advance. How could Han Li give up now that he had the opportunity to obtain the famous treasure of Fallen Devil Valley. Maybe this is his chance!
And the thoughts of the others, I am afraid, are not much different from him.
These Nascent Soul monsters have been trapped in the initial stage for an unknown number of years, and they will not let go of any possible breakthrough. The demon cultivators who died together in Fallen Devil Valley were not ordinary ancient monks. It was said that they were also top-notch existences among the ancient monks at that time. Based on this alone, Han Li and the others couldn't help being indifferent.
However, since the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect will also go together, if there is a chance to destroy the other party on the way, Han Li will naturally not be polite. As long as Wang Tiangu from the Ghost Sect doesn't catch him on the spot, what can the other party really do to him? You must know that Mo Dao and his current Tiandao League were originally hostile.
While Han Li was thinking about it with murderous intent, he walked towards his residence on a bluestone street.
But he didn't know that in an alley a few streets away from him, Wang Tiangu walked ahead unhurriedly, while Wang Chan and Yan Ruyan followed closely behind in silence.
"After you go back, tell me about the grievances between you and this person in detail. From the look of that person, it seems that he still hates you. In the future, you and your wife should not leave me too far to prevent the other party from attacking me. "Wang Tiangu said slowly: "Yes, Second Uncle. I didn't expect that my nephew would set up a big enemy for me in a single thought back then. This person has broken through the bottlenecks of forming alchemy and Yuanying in such a short period of time. It really surprised my nephew!" Wang Chan replied respectfully. But when he thought about the fact that Han Li was already a Nascent Soul cultivator, he felt blocked in his heart and looked quite depressed.
"Hmph! You don't have to be overly discouraged. With the supreme power of the Blood Spirit Dafa, your husband and wife may not be really afraid of this kid when you join forces. And as long as the Blood Spirit Dafa breaks through the seventh level, you and Ru Yan can Both of you have condensed the Nascent Soul, so it's really hard to say who will trouble whom! However, you two should be more careful when you go to Mulan Grassland this time, even if I really have to leave you, you and my wife Don't be alone, you should be able to protect yourself if you work together." Wang Tiangu sneered.
"Thank you, Uncle Er, for your advice!" Wang Chan felt relieved after hearing Wang Tiangu's words, and hurriedly thanked her.
"Hey! You brothers, I am the most optimistic about you, otherwise I would not have brought you to the fair alone this time. However, that kid was originally a monk of Huang Fenggu, and it seems that Linghu Old Ghost also came to participate in this event in person. The next trade fair, this kid won't have anything to do with that old ghost, right?" Wang Tiangu lowered his voice, and muttered to himself, as if he was very afraid of Patriarch Linghu.
When Wang Chan and Yan Ruyan heard this, they also looked at each other in surprise.
Han Li returned to his residence, slept all night, woke up the next day, spent a whole day buying all the materials he needed to buy in a hurry, and then told Mu Peiling , ready to ask Lu Luo to take this girl back with her.
When Lu Luo heard that Han Li planned to leave in a hurry without waiting for the fair to end, he was naturally shocked. However, seeing that Han Li didn't intend to explain in detail, he agreed without asking why. This greatly increased Han Li's affection for Senior Brother Lu.
For the rest of the day, Han Li didn't go anywhere, and just meditated in the attic for a whole day.
When the appointed time came, Han Li calmly left the attic and headed for a hill thousands of miles south of Tiantian City by himself. When they got there, Marquis Nanlong and the old man in white shirt waited there without any disciples. Especially Marquis Nanlong, who even changed the purple robe and jade crown on his body, and dressed in a pale yellow Confucian scholar's attire.
In the following two or three hours, the rest of the others also came one by one, but the last three, the Ghost Sect King Tiangu, came together.
Seeing this, Han Li's face moved.
After Nanlonghou said "Let's go", a group of nine people quietly left Tiantian City and headed towards the Mulan Grassland in the south.
The country of Yu, where Tiantian City is located, is not the country closest to the Mulan Grassland, and the countries of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance adjacent to the Mulan Grassland are not really bordering each other, but are separated by the loess wild land that stretches for thousands of miles. This place is sparsely populated with loess flying all the year round and windy winds. Naturally, it has become a place where the Nine Kingdoms Alliance and the Mage fight. After so many years, tens of thousands of immortal cultivators died in this land.
Not to mention the time of the official battle, even in normal times, this wasteland is also extremely dangerous. Because for many reasons, there are many monks and mages from both sides wandering back and forth in this land.
Some are for the blatant killing of treasures, and some are for breaking through the bottleneck of cultivation on the line of life and death. No matter what the reason is, one thing is the same, that is, the cultivators who dare to come here are naturally quite confident in their own cultivation, which is far better than ordinary monks of the same level. Most of these people are monks in the Foundation Establishment period, and occasionally there will be battles between the alchemists.
Whenever these alchemy-level existences appeared, those low-level immortal cultivators would immediately hide away, for fear of harming Chi Yu.
As for the old monsters at the Nascent Soul level, they would not easily appear in such small troubled places, so when Nanlonghou led Han Li and a group of people into this area, everyone didn't take it seriously and all Treat this wasteland like nothing!
The distance of ten thousand miles, for Han Li and other Nascent Soul cultivators, can be easily crossed in more than half a day, so the few people did not rush, and only fled forward at an ordinary speed. Nan Longhou and the white-clothed old man led the way, Wang Tiangu and the other three were behind, and Han Li and the rest of them were scattered in the middle.
A few low-level monks were also found along the way, and they naturally ignored them and flew past them without making a sound.
I don't know if it was a coincidence, but they had just been flying in the wilderness for nearly half an hour when the old man in white who was leading the way froze for a moment and stopped.
"Brother Yun, what happened!" Nan Longhou couldn't help asking in a daze. He and the white-clothed old man took turns to let go of their spiritual consciousness to monitor the surroundings, so they asked this question.
"It seems that there is a strong wind blowing ahead, something is not quite right!" The old man surnamed Yun said with his eyes narrowed and his face solemn.
"Great wind, what do you mean? Isn't it normal for there to be a bit of wind here?" Nan Longhou said a little strangely, and after speaking, he also released his consciousness and probed into the distance. He knew that the white-clothed old man would not say such things for no reason.
Han Li and the old woman who were behind also heard what Nan Longhou and the two said clearly. After looking at each other, they also made their own actions.
Although it has not really entered the Mulan Grassland yet, it is better to be careful. The few of them are people with strong spiritual sense. No matter how detailed others say, it is better to personally detect and rest assured. As a result, when Han Li and the others released their consciousness forward, a look of surprise and uncertainty appeared on the faces of several people.
"It's not that there's something wrong with the wind, but there must be something wrong with it. It's definitely not a strong wind that blows naturally!" The old woman said with a gloomy face after withdrawing her consciousness.