Seeing that the two were about to move their hands, the others subconsciously took a few steps back and held their breath.
For them, it is really rare for monks with such a high level of Qi refining to fight. But for Han Li, dealing with such an immortal cultivator in the Qi refining stage was really not of any interest. He just stood there with his hands behind his back, waiting quietly for the opponent to make a move.
The middle-aged man named Ma Yulin felt furious when he saw Han Li's nonchalant expression. Without saying a word, he held up his little fork with one hand and muttered words, while pinching the formula with the other hand. After a while, the little fork trembled a few times, then released a faint spiritual light, which suddenly turned into a yellow light and shot straight at Han Li.
Han Li's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't intend to use the magic weapon at all. He calmly raised his hand, and more than a dozen talismans shot out from his fingers at the same time, and immediately turned into more than a dozen fists. Big red fireballs greeted Huang Mang one after another.
Seeing this, Ma Yulin sneered in his heart. His yellow wind fork is a mid-level magic weapon bestowed by his master, and it may be blocked by a few small fireballs.
But even though he thought so, he still didn't want to go head-to-head, so as not to damage the magic weapon in the slightest. Immediately urging the two hands to make a tactic, Huang Mang turned suddenly, drew an arc, and planned to bypass the fireball and attack the opponent from one side.
Han Li smiled slightly, and pointed in the air casually. These fireballs paused at the same time, and then gathered together in the air, forming a large fire cloud like a wheel, and then deformed, turning into a zhangxu long fire python. With a flash of red light, the python shot out quickly, and with a twist of its body, it entangled the yellow light transformed by the flying fork.
Ma Yulin was taken aback, and hastily poured all his spiritual power into the magic weapon, trying to make Feicha free. But the yellow light on the fork only shines brightly for a moment, and then it is tightened by the fire python in the intertwined flickering, and the aura dims instantly. There was even a burst of low humming, which was clearly a sign that the magic weapon was about to be destroyed.
"Stop! Fellow Daoist's mana is so strong, Ma has surrendered!" Seeing that the situation was not going well, the middle-aged man was reluctant to part with his magic weapon, and shouted loudly.
Hearing this, Han Li smiled calmly, pointed at the sky, and the fire python circled and let go of the flying fork, and then burst open with a bang, turning into little flames, and disappeared without a trace.
Han Li easily defeated an opponent with such a high level of cultivation, which surprised and delighted the three women in the pavilion.
On the other hand, the big man Wu Xiaoyu had an ugly expression on his face, and hesitantly murmured to his senior brother: "Senior Brother Ma, this is..."
"Forget it, Junior Brother Wu! As you can see, the other party has an expert present. I even used Huang Fengcha, and I am not an opponent at all. This can only mean that your nephew deserves to be like this." Ma Yulin couldn't say anything interrupted the big man's speech.
He took back the magic weapon, checked it and found that it was not damaged, so he felt relieved, but he was in awe of Han Li's supernatural powers, and immediately didn't want to go into this muddy water again.
When Wu Xiaoyu heard his senior brother say this, he was naturally full of reluctance, but even the senior brother on the tenth floor of the Qi refining stage was no match for the opponent, so he was naturally even more helpless.
Next, naturally there is nothing to elaborate on, the two sharp spirit sect disciples left the mountain peak resentfully, and went down the mountain. However, the three daughters of Cao Mengrong surrounded Han Li and asked about the spell they had just cast.
Han Li casually found an excuse that "practice makes perfect", and then explained a little bit about the manipulation skills when casting low-level spells, and only then did he deal with it vaguely. Next, the two women in Taoist costumes began to sincerely ask Han Li for some incomprehensible points in their exercises, and Han Li answered them one by one with ease.
Time passed little by little like this, and when it was getting late, the three women naturally couldn't stay any longer, so they had to leave with some reluctance.
One night later, when the three daughters came back together, they found that there was no one in the hut, only a letter of farewell was left. After Cao Mengrong finished reading the letter, she couldn't help being stunned. For some reason, Han Li's sudden departure made the woman feel empty, with an indescribable discomfort.
At this time, her two senior sisters seemed to have seen something, and they couldn't help but looked at each other.
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Thousands of miles away, Han Li was talking with Dayan Shenjun in his spiritual consciousness while flying the imperial weapon slowly.
"Boy Han, do you really want to go to Jiangling Mansion first and open the Feng Family's Secret Cave?" Dayan Shenjun asked.
"Of course, I don't know when the effect of the Five Ghosts Locking God Dafa will fail. Naturally, we must first find a Buddhist technique to relieve the evil spirit. Otherwise, this matter will be like a maggot attached to the bone, and we will not be able to recover our mana with peace of mind." Han Li leisurely replied.
"I advise you not to place too much hope on this. I don't really believe that a Buddhist cultivator from a small family will really have a high-level exercise to relieve evil spirits." Dayan God Lord seemed to deliberately pour Han Li Basin of cold water, said lightly.
"Of course I know about this. But the Feng Family's Secret Grottoes are also the easiest to deal with. You can find the best ones. If not, you can only go to those famous Buddhist temples. But with my current cultivation, the difficulty is not ordinary. Already." Han Li frowned and said slowly.
"Hmph! After your cultivation has dropped, many simple things have become difficult. If you still have a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, go directly to the Buddha Sect, and those bald heads might sell you off as a Nascent Soul cultivator." It's about saving face." Dayan Shenjun said with a few hums.
When Han Li heard this, he could only shake his head and smile wryly.
The Buddhist sect is said to be a very xenophobic Buddhist sect. Even if he still has a mid-Yuanying cultivation base, how can the Buddhist sect easily leak the high-level exercises of this sect. If it doesn't work, he can only find a way to sneak into Buddhism and see if he can steal a copy.
However, Han Li was a little speechless when he thought that if he wanted to become a Buddhist, he would have to be ordained.
Perhaps it would be easier to go to Confucianism to find a way to relieve the evil spirit. Under Han Li's depression, he couldn't help thinking like this.
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Guanning Mansion is far away in the westernmost end of Liaozhou, and it is not an ordinary distance from Wuyuan Mansion. Han Li's imperial weapon flew for more than ten days before finally entering the boundary of Guanning Mansion.
Along the way, Han Li didn't meet any high-level immortal cultivators, only a few occasional imperial weapons from the Qi refining stage and the foundation building stage were seen from a distance, and Han Li ignored them and avoided them from afar, just hurrying on his way.
After flying for a few more days, the mortals on the ground gradually became rare, and the scenery began to be desolate, as if in a remote village. But two days later, Han Li finally dropped the magic weapon in a place called Falcon Cloud Town, and walked slowly into the town along a dirt road.
This town is much simpler than the other towns I have seen on the road. Not only is it small, but there are only three or four streets that criss-cross.
Han Li frowned slightly, walking on a dirt road in the small town, scanning left and right from time to time.
The weather at this time was abnormally cold, but Han Li was only wearing a Confucian shirt. Anyone who looked at him was very surprised. With a look of surprise.
Han Li's face was ponderous, and just when he felt a little strange, his expression suddenly changed, and two men in white robes, one tall and one short, walked towards him. These two are young, in their twenties, but their aura flows, and they are immortal cultivators at the seventh or eighth level of the Qi refining stage.
The two of them glanced at Han Li with a hint of surprise on their faces, and stopped when they walked three or four feet away from Han Li.
The tall and thin young man cupped his hands respectfully, and asked, "I don't know the senior's name, but he came to participate in the king's conference."
"Participating in the King's Conference? I haven't heard of it. Mr. Han just heard that there are many spiritual herbs nearby, so he came here to look for some spiritual medicines." Han Li was stunned, with an undisguised surprise on his face.
"I said, the conference has already started for a day. If senior participated in the conference, he should have gone to Xueling Mountain. It seems that senior really passed by this town." The young man in white robe showed a dazed look.
"However, it doesn't matter. Seniors can still participate in time. This conference is jointly held by the three great masters of Jiangning. Not only will there be many elixir for sale, there will also be more than a dozen elixir plants that are hundreds of years old and a thousand-year-old wild ginseng. Wang Auction. The conference should be halfway through now, and the finale auction has not yet started. This is much more convenient than the predecessors searching for elixir all over the barren hills. There are also many casual cultivators and some small sects exchanging elixir materials at the conference , the three of us don’t take any fees.” Another short young man said flatteringly.
Not only because of Han Li's cultivation at the foundation stage, but also because he had more than one storage bag and spirit animal bag, which was enough to make the two of them dare not neglect.
"The three families? Could it be the three families of Kong, Zhao, and Dong?" Han Li's eyes flashed, and he asked in surprise.
"That's right, the two of us are disciples of the Confucian family, and we are here to receive some seniors who came here after hearing the news. I thought that there would be no more guests coming now, and I was planning to go to the grand event, but I just happened to meet Senior." The skinny young man said with a smile.
"Is this town already under the direct jurisdiction of your Kong family? I think those mortals seem to be accustomed to us cultivators, which is rare." Han Li did not directly answer the other party's invitation, but glanced to the left and right. After that, he suddenly asked.
"Senior is really astute. This town was owned by our three families as early as five or six years ago, and the residents in the town are all mortals from outside our family, so there is no fear of us immortal cultivators." Gao The tall young man explained.
"That's it, it's a little troublesome." Han Li pondered for a moment, but his face showed a look of embarrassment.
"Why, is there anything else senior needs to do? Can you tell the two juniors that we may be able to help seniors!" The short young man changed his expression and said attentively.