A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Chapter 964: Evil Jiao

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When Han Li heard Tianfumen carefully raise this condition, the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a slight smile.

"Ask me to be the elder Ke Qing of your three families, do you think I will agree?"

"This junior knows that with our small sect, we are not qualified to enshrine seniors like seniors. But our family only needs seniors to solve the trouble in front of us, and we can be named in the future. We will never dare to bother seniors again." What?" The old man surnamed Wen was originally worried, but when he saw that Han Li didn't seem angry, he felt relieved and hurriedly explained.

"You mean, I only need to make one shot, and Han won't have to worry about it in the future." Han Li said with a flash of his eyes.

"That's right, that's what I've been waiting for. Of course, our three sects won't let seniors do it for nothing. Since seniors are interested in talisman-making techniques, our Tianfu Sect is willing to donate the spirit-transforming talisman technique to seniors. Jin Xiashan Like Mingyang Valley, each has a secret technique of inheritance, and we are willing to let seniors understand it. In addition, we have prepared tens of thousands of spirit stones, and hope that seniors can accept one or two."

Up to now, the old man surnamed Wen simply offered all the conditions in one go. He knew very well that no matter how tricky he was, he might offend the other party, so it was better to tell him frankly.

"Tens of thousands of spirit stones?" Han Li smiled lightly.

"These spirit stones are indeed less. However, my three sects will continue to offer some spirit stones every year for worship purposes. In addition, our sect is willing to present the spirit transformation talismans refined by the founder of the original sect to the seniors , I must be able to refine this thing with the supernatural powers." The old man surnamed Wen gritted his teeth and opened the final bottom line.

"Founding Patriarch, could it be that he is referring to Daoist Tianfu?" Han Li's expression finally changed slightly.

"That's right, it's exactly this treasure. To tell you the truth, although this talisman once showed great powers in the hands of the patriarch of our sect, it's a pity that our younger disciples are useless, and none of us have ever been able to refine this thing. Therefore, this talisman is in our sect It has been passed down for many years, and we can only see this treasure gradually losing its spirituality, and there is nothing we can do about it. If Senior can take it for his own use, it will be a matter of both." This time it was Yue Zhen who took the initiative to say.

"There is such a treasure in your family, Han wants to see it first!" Han Li became interested.

"Nephew Yue took out the talisman and showed it to senior." The old man surnamed Wen was overjoyed when he saw that Han Li was tempted, and hurriedly ordered. Although he is the person with the highest cultivation level in the Tianfu Sect, the magic talisman used by Daoist Tianfu back then can only be held by the heads of the past generations, so he said this.

"Yes, Uncle Master!" Yue Zhen was very playful, and immediately slapped his palm on the storage bag, a blue light flashed, and a light yellow wooden box appeared in his hand, and he handed it to Han Li with both hands.

Han Li was not polite either, he sucked the wooden box into his hand with a casual move, and lowered his head to look at it first.

The surface of the wooden box is inconspicuous, simple and unsophisticated, and there is a golden talisman attached to the lid. Han Li frowned, and flicked the lid of the box with one hand, the aura flashed, and the talisman fell down without a sound.

The other monks who saw this scene didn't feel anything, but the old man surnamed Wen and the three alchemy elders were shocked at the same time.

The ability to easily remove the prohibition talisman by using spiritual power in this way is not something that ordinary monks can do. Not only must the cultivation base be strong to a certain extent, but the driving of mana power must be subtle to an inconceivable level. They had only heard about this kind of method from rumors, but now that Han Li had done it without making a fuss, they felt even more awe of Han Li.

As soon as the box lid was opened, a cloud of blue light appeared in the box, and then a stream of pure wood aura rushed over.

Han Li was surprised for a while. According to what the old man surnamed Wen said, the spirituality of this talisman should have been greatly reduced after so many years, but now it still has such power, it really is not an ordinary thing. However, what made Han Li even more delighted was that this spirit-transforming talisman was actually a wood-type talisman, which complemented his skills and made it much easier to cultivate.

With such thoughts in his heart, Han Li also saw the talismans in the blue light clearly.

A slap-sized talisman, the color is emerald green, but there are gold and silver runes looming around it, which looks mysterious and unusual. But what caught Han Li's attention was a small group of lavender light spots slowly rotating and flickering in the center of the talisman.

Han Li raised his palm, and the whole palm was suddenly covered by a layer of blue light, and he grabbed the magic talisman in the box with five fingers. The light flashed, the spirit talisman trembled, and suddenly turned into a green light and flew out of the box.

Han Li's face darkened, and he grabbed it with his backhand. A bare hand appeared like a phantom, and grabbed the talisman in his hand. Before the rest of the monks had time to exclaim, their bare hands collapsed and disappeared, but Han Li directly sucked the talisman into his hand.

"This is the Spirit Transformation Talisman! Sure enough, there are some tricks. I heard that the real Tianfu Daoist was also a great monk in the late Yuanying period. Presumably the Tianfu Daoist True Essence in this Spirit Transformation Talisman is too powerful, so it is not right for ordinary monks to refine it. It's an easy task. And even if the refining is successful, the power of the talisman will be greatly reduced, and you have to use your own real energy to re-train it. This is not something that can be done in just a few decades. If it is not done well, it will cost Hundreds of years is also very possible." Gazing at the talisman twisting and swaying between his fingers like a live fish, Han Li said with a chuckle.

"The senior thinks this talisman..." Hearing Han Li's words, the old man surnamed Wen asked with a sinking heart after looking at each other with the others.

"However, this is for monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul. I have already advanced to the middle stage, and my main cultivation method is also of wood attribute. It is easier to refine this thing, but this thing is still useful to me." Han Li said. Turning the subject, he said calmly. In fact, Han Li still has something to say. Although this kind of talisman that has been tempered for the second time takes a long time, after successful training again, its power will definitely be far greater than before.

"The senior means that he agreed." The old man surnamed Wen replied in surprise. When the other monks in the temple heard the words, they were also full of anticipation.

"Promise or not, it's not in a hurry. Let me talk about the trouble you want me to solve first. If it's not too troublesome, it's not impossible for me to make a move." Han Li said noncommittally. At the same time, he flicked his wrist slightly. A cloud of aura wrapped the talisman and shot it into the wooden box, and with a wave of his hand, the box lid was closed again.

"That's natural. In fact, this matter is just a matter of little effort for seniors. This matter is mainly related to a market in our three families. A few days ago..." The old man surnamed Wen saw Han Li's expression of considering agreeing. Overjoyed, he hurriedly began to tell the whole story about Fangshi and Shayangzong.

Han Li listened quietly!

A quarter of an hour later, Han Li turned into a blue rainbow and left Baizhu Mountain, heading straight to the north to escape.

A few days later, a small event in the world of cultivating immortals in Huayun Prefecture spread. A monk surnamed Han who claimed to be the elder of Keqing of Tianfu Sect suddenly came to the mountain gate of the Shayang Sect of the Devil Dao. Then drift away.

On the second day, Lingfengmen, which has been fully supported by Shayangzong, suddenly moved its square city from the original place close to Kaijiang Town to another place thousands of miles away. Not only that, some other small and medium-sized sects were also shocked when they heard about this matter. After inquiring about the details, they withdrew their forces from the land of thousands of miles centered on Kaijiang Town, and automatically handed over this large area to Tianfu The door is waiting for three small sects.

For a while, the Tianfumen Jinxiashan and other sects were naturally elated, and all the monks in the sect were extremely happy. The elders in charge of these sects felt that the original offerings were not in vain. With such a mid-Yuan Ying elder named Ke Qing, the power of the three sects would be doubled within a hundred years.

At this moment, the Jiao Tu Conference held by the first sect of Huayun Prefecture "Nanhai Gate" finally started. In just a few days, this conference gathered more than 200 monks at the alchemy stage and above, and nearly ten monks at the Nascent Soul stage. Then, under the Nanhaimen organization, they began to sweep the surrounding seas in groups, searching for the hiding places of those poisonous dragons.

Some low-level monsters were found from time to time, and then they were killed one by one. For a while, the human monks' momentum was high, and they had the intention of doing everything in one fell swoop.

But those evil dragons were extremely cunning, and when they saw that something was wrong, they never came out of hiding. These monks had been busy for several months, but they were still unable to find the traces of these monster dragons. scattered to go.

After more than a month, there are only a hundred or so monks who are still searching for the evil dragon in the sea.

But in this situation, the manpower of each group naturally began to be greatly insufficient. Seeing that there was an opportunity, those evil dragons immediately started to move. Not only did they frequently attack monks who were alone, even the eighth-level blue dragon directly attacked the group. A sparsely staffed team of monks.

Although these teams are led by Nascent Soul cultivators, the eighth-level blue flood dragon is really powerful. It uses the water escape technique superbly. After each hit, it immediately dives into the bottom of the sea and escapes. Injured this Jiao, but was devoured by it several alchemy cultivators.

This time, the remaining human monks were all panicked, and the South Sea Gate was even more desperate. In desperation, they had to try their best to merge several groups of people before they dared to continue sending people out to sea.

But on this day, another group of more than ten monks, led by a Nascent Soul monk, slowly flew over a sea surface, and each of them carefully released their spiritual consciousness and searched around. Especially the direction of the sea surface is the main direction swept by these monks' spiritual consciousness.

In this team of monks, Han Li was transforming into a pale middle-aged monk, flying unhurriedly at the back of the team. Don't look at his calm face, but he feels depressed in his heart.

As soon as the Tujiao Conference was held, Han Li sneaked into it as a cultivator at the alchemy stage, ready to fish in troubled waters, but he never expected that he hadn't found anything until now.

It’s nothing more than a few months ago, and it’s normal to have no gains, but since the reappearance of the evil dragon, other teams have more or less encountered one or two sneak attacks by the evil dragon, but the monk team he joined has Never encountered it once.

This made Han Li really speechless. He really didn't know whether his luck was too good or too bad.