"It's nothing, it's not too late to talk about it later. Since there is such a grand event, I'll go and have a look first." Han Li pondered for a while, and said peacefully.
"Well, the junior will lead the way for the senior." After looking at each other, the short young man immediately said with a smile.
Then the two took out a disc-shaped magic weapon from their bodies, threw it into the air, and jumped onto it. Seeing this, Han Li casually threw out a gleaming flying sword, and after a flash of his figure, he also arrived on top.
"Senior's magic weapon is actually a high-level flying sword. Senior must be an inner disciple who came out of that big sect to practice? Otherwise, ordinary disciples with this quality magic weapon will definitely not be rewarded by the master." The tall young man glanced at it. Han Li's flying sword said with a startled expression.
The short young man on the side also looked envious.
"Hey! There are regulations in the lower sect. It is not allowed to reveal the sect casually during the training. The two fellow Taoists should not follow the words." Han Li chuckled and said directly.
The two of them were embarrassed by what Han Li had said, but the more they were sure that Han Li was really a disciple of a certain sect, the more respectful their expressions became.
The three people below flew their imperial weapons into the sky, urging them to fly towards the south of the town.
This so-called "Xueling Mountain" is not too far from the small town, and you can faintly see the continuous stretch of dark hills from the small town.
This Xueling Mountain should actually be called the Xueling Mountain Range. The mountain range stretches for thousands of miles, and it can be regarded as one of the largest mountain ranges in Liaozhou. Moreover, it is said that there are ghosts and ghosts in the depths of this mountain range. Let alone mortals, even immortal cultivators with a high level of cultivation sometimes disappear inexplicably in the mountains.
However, when the relatives, friends and disciples of these missing monks came to find them in groups, they searched most of the mountain range and found nothing unusual. But in the future, there are still monks who continue to disappear in the mountains.
But fortunately, not everyone who passes by the mountains will disappear, and most of the missing are local low-level monks in Liaozhou. They are safe and sound on the outskirts of the mountains. Therefore, after some warnings, the local monks no longer go deep into this mountain. , disappearances rarely happened immediately, and gradually no one pursued the anomalies in the depths of the mountains.
Of course, it is impossible for the Kings Conference held by the three great families in Jiangning to be held in the depths of the mountains, but on a tall mountain in the outermost direction of the town.
When Han Li looked towards the top of the mountain from the air, he saw a large expanse of extraordinarily gorgeous buildings and palaces appearing on the top of the mountain, and his gaze flickered a few times. He could tell at a glance that these buildings were brand new and unusual, and they were clearly built recently, and he couldn't help showing a thoughtful look on his face.
"Seniors are here, this is it. All the monks at the foundation stage will be assigned to a separate room, and the seniors above the alchemy will have a separate attic to ensure that the seniors have a good rest." The tall young man pointed Follow the following, some flattering introductions.
Han Li nodded and didn't say much, but his spiritual sense was quietly released, and he swept the area cautiously and secretly. He frowned slightly inadvertently, and there was a Nascent Soul cultivator inside. It was unknown whether it was the cultivator who came to attend the meeting, or the old monster Feng Zhen had mentioned before he died.
The strength of the Dajin family really should not be underestimated. You must know that the highest cultivation level in the Tiannan Xiuxian family is only in the middle and late stages of alchemy. The Nascent Soul level monks cannot be cultivated by Tiannan's Xiuxian family.
But there was one thing that surprised him, the aura of this Nascent Soul cultivator actually contained some corpse aura. Although it was very slight, and it was cleverly concealed, Han Li's spiritual sense was far superior to the opponent's. Even though the opponent had good intentions, he still noticed it under careful attention.
Could it be that this person is practicing the evil art of the evil way
If he remembered correctly, the Kong family came from the prestigious Tiansheng sect of Confucianism, and it is still supported by this sect. Regardless of whether this Nascent Soul cultivator is the ancestor of the Kong family, just making friends with such people, I am afraid that the Kong family should not be able to do so.
Thinking this way in Han Li's mind, he followed the two of them to the gate of the villa, and immediately four blue-robed monks walked out from the gate to greet them.
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Almost at the same time, in a secret room more than 20 feet below the ground, the lid of a pitch-black coffin suddenly moved, and then a palm as white as jade stretched out from the gap, and gently lifted the lid. With a push, a man in a jade crown and yellow robe suddenly sat up from inside. This man was in his thirties, with a strange appearance, and a look of surprise loomed on his face.
"What's the matter, I suddenly had a sudden panic attack. Could it be that someone is spying on me?" The man muttered to himself, hesitating for a while, then carefully released his consciousness, and searched up and down the entire mountain. Especially the monks in the villa are extremely careful.
But after a long while, this person found nothing and found no other Nascent Soul level monks, and frowned deeply.
"Maybe it's just some old man passing by here to check it out occasionally. With this black jade coffin to cover up my corpse, it shouldn't arouse the other party's suspicion." The man with the jade crown said to himself, and walked back again Once inside the tube, the lid closes itself again. The secret room returned to calm again.
On the ground, Han Li was ushered into a huge square built in the middle of the courtyard by a blue-robed monk. There were as many as five or six hundred monks in various costumes.
However, these monks were divided into several groups and gathered in several clearly marked areas, either discussing or trading things. There are stalls of different sizes all around the square, some are placed on the table, and some are placed directly on the ground, which is quite a lively scene.
Han Li smiled knowingly, which reminded him of the time when he first entered the world of cultivating immortals and participated in the Tainan Xiaohui. Thinking about it now, it really makes people feel emotional!
However, to Han Li's surprise, there was a huge temporary tent in the middle of the square, with white light shining on it, it was actually a magic weapon. The tent is more than a hundred feet wide, and there are people coming in and out at the door.
Turning his gaze, he saw that on the left and right sides of the square, there was also a bluestone hall with the same flashing aura. Although there were monks active in it, compared to the square and the tents in the middle, there were far fewer people. And some monks were lingering at the entrance of the hall, or discussing something with their companions in whispers.
Those who are qualified to be here, except for some low-level disciples of the three schools, are naturally monks above the Foundation Establishment Stage, and there are even more than a dozen alchemy-forming monks under the sweep of Han's divine sense. In this scale, apart from the Nascent Soul monks, the number of monks is comparable to the first-class sect in Tiannan, and this is just a trade fair held by some local families in Dajin.
Thinking secretly in his heart, Han Li sighed a little.
Before coming in, the disciples who had entertained him had informed him that the free trading time was in the morning, and the auction would start in the afternoon. If there were any rare materials, magic artifacts and treasures could be handed over to the auction in advance. The scheduled time for the trade fair was three days, but now it happened to be the next day, and three days would be the finale auction of the Millennium Ginseng King. I'm afraid that the alchemy monks who came here are all here for this thing.
After Han Li took a few glances, he strolled into the square.
A newly joined foundation-building monk like him, although his face is relatively unfamiliar, no one will pay attention to it. As soon as he entered it, Han Li immediately turned into an ordinary monk.
The things in the surrounding stalls were as expected, and there was nothing to see at all. Perhaps there are indeed some attractions in the foundation building stage and the alchemy stage, but for Han Li, who has handled countless rare materials, he is naturally not very interested. The only stalls that can make him stop are those that look relatively Weird implements or materials.
However, there are not many such things. After carefully identifying them, Han Li recognized the origin of most of them. Although the rest have not been seen at all, they have no research value.
After spending a lot of time wandering around, Han Li found nothing. He was about to go to the tent in the middle to look at the things sold by the sect, when his expression suddenly changed, and he turned around vigilantly. An old man with sharp ears and monkey cheeks was standing there, looking at Han Li in astonishment.
"Friend Daoist, you seem to have been following me for a long time, do you know Han?" Han Li said coldly with a flash of coldness in his eyes.
"Fellow Daoist, don't get me wrong. I don't mean Jin Yuan to be unfavorable to Fellow Daoist. I'm just a little curious. It's the first time for this little old man to meet Fellow Daoist, but seeing that Fellow Daoist seems to know all kinds of things like the back of his hand, I really admire you very much. !” The old man smiled awkwardly, but then explained as if nothing had happened.
"Oh! I didn't expect Fellow Daoist to be a caring person. However, after following me for so long, you just want to say this to Han." Han Li looked indifferent.
"Hehe! It seems that Fellow Daoist is also a sensible person. In fact, apart from being curious, the little old man actually has something to ask for."
"What is it, let's hear it!" Han Li put his hands on his shoulders, expressionless.
"Jin has a rare treasure here. I have been unable to determine its use and origin. I want a fellow daoist to appraise it. Of course, if a fellow daoist knows the goods, it's okay to sell it to a fellow daoist. Presumably with the wealth of a fellow daoist, he must be able to afford it This treasure!" The old man looked at the spirit beast bag and storage bag on Han Li's waist, narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.
"Treasure!" Han Li frowned, his eyes hovering over the old man for a while.
"Okay. Since you have been with me for so long, you seem to be sincere. Let's take a look. Let's talk in a secret room. I just have something to say, and I want someone to understand me." Han Li nodded. Suddenly, he pointed to a side hall next to him and said.
"Secret room? You have to pay a spirit stone, which is a bit extravagant." The old man was taken aback when he heard the words, and hesitated.
"It doesn't matter, as long as this little spirit stone is coming out. Han only hopes that fellow Taoist's rare treasure will not disappoint me too much." Han Li stared at the old man with a half-smile, and said leisurely.