"Senior, I don't know, these days the sacred mulberry tree grows from the same root, but it is actually the same sacred tree." This matter is not a secret, the old man explained without concealing it.
"So that's the case. I've heard that the heavenly mulberry tree is second only to the three great sacred trees. It turns out that it looks like this, which really opened Han's eyes." Han Li said in amazement.
Then when Han Li followed the monks to a place that looked like trees, suddenly there was a wave of spiritual energy nearby, and the scenery suddenly changed suddenly, and a hill hundreds of feet high appeared in front of him. With this mountain as the center, many attic Qiongtai of different sizes were built on all sides, and some monks kept coming in and out of it.
"You go away and go about your own business. You two seniors, just let me take you there." At this time, the old man waved his hand to the other monks and ordered. When the other monks heard the words, they immediately took orders and left one after another.
Han Li and the puppet followed the old man to the top of the mountain. There was a wooden temple built with giant trees, which looked quite large. And outside the gate of the temple, there were four monks in green armor standing there, each holding exactly the same long dagger.
The old man landed directly at the entrance of the wooden hall with Han Li and the two of them. The four monks remained expressionless and motionless, like puppets.
The corner of Han Li's mouth curled up, feeling a little surprised in his heart.
Although the cultivation of these four people is only at the foundation stage, the essence of the wood spirit energy on their bodies is far from comparable to that of monks of the same level, and Han Li can tell at a glance that both the battle armor and the spear are top-level wood attribute spirit weapons. Something weird.
As if seeing Han Li's astonishment, the old man smiled and explained, "These are wood spirit guards trained by our masters. They are monks who use the power of the heavenly mulberry tree to practice a special skill. Although His cultivation base is not high, but he is good at combined strikes, if you have a chance, senior, you might as well give me some pointers."
"Well, it's really different from ordinary monks." Han Li nodded.
Seeing Han Li's noncommittal look, the old man was also sensible and didn't say much.
The structure of the wooden hall is not complicated, except for one hall, there is only one side hall, so when Han Li and the others walked into the hall, they immediately found a tall figure standing in the hall with their backs to them. . Green robes, white hair like snow.
When the old man saw this figure, his complexion changed drastically and he gave a deep salute, then stood aside silently, with his hands tied.
"Fellow Daoist is the old man Kuzhu?" Han Li stared at this person's back without blinking.
"That's right, this old man is Kuzhu. The two faces are very strange. Could it be that you are a fellow Taoist from the inland, dare to ask your name?" The green-robed man let out a long laugh and turned around.
Han Li squinted his eyes, and saw that this person had red lips, white teeth, and clear eyes. He looked like a boy of sixteen or seventeen, but his face was covered with a layer of greenness.
Seeing the other party's appearance like this, Han Li was naturally taken aback. It was beyond his expectation that this old man of bitter bamboo was as capable as he was. He had expected to see a wrinkled old man.
Although the bitter bamboo old man was smiling, a strange look flashed in his eyes when he saw Han Li's face clearly.
"The two of us are indeed not overseas monks. My surname is Han, and this is my senior brother, surnamed Li. I hope fellow Taoists will not be offended by this visit." Han Li said politely.
"Where! The two fellow daoists are not ordinary people. It's too late for the owner of the island to welcome you to this island. This fellow daoist Li's cultivation is even more unpredictable. I can't judge the realm of cultivation. It's an eye-opener." The old man Kuzhu said with a sudden smile after looking at Han Li and the humanoid puppet for a few times.
Obviously, the lord of the island regarded Han Li's puppet as a Nascent Soul cultivator practicing some mysterious technique, and he was greatly surprised.
"Fellow Daoist is too modest. The name of Fellow Daoist Bitter Bamboo is like thunder for both of us." Han Li smiled slightly.
"Hehe, please sit down and taste the unique mulberry tea on this island first." The old man Kuzhu said with a light smile, asking Han Li to sit down.
Immediately after two crisp applause of "Papa", several young female cultivators walked into the hall with tea trays in their hands, brewed a pot of light green spirit tea for the three of them respectively, and then exited the wooden hall respectfully.
"Mulberry tea, could it be that this tea is related to the celestial mulberry tree?" Han Li looked down at the spirit tea on the table, sensing the wood spirit energy in the tea, and asked with a flickering expression.
"Friendly eyes of the Taoist, this tea is indeed brewed from the spiritual leaves of the celestial mulberry tree, which has the effect of improving eyesight and calming the mind. There must be no other tea outside this island." The old man Kuzhu had a point Said proudly.
"In this way, I really have to taste it." With his eyes flashing, Han Li scanned the cup of spiritual tea carefully with his spiritual sense. Take a sip.
"Friend Daoist Li, don't you like this tea?" The humanoid puppet sat on the chair without moving the teacup on the table expressionlessly, and the old man Kuzhu asked in surprise.
"Since I started Bigu, I never eat or drink anything outside my cave." The humanoid puppet said coldly, with no politeness in his words.
"So that's how it is. I'm a little reckless." A trace of displeasure flashed in the eyes of the old man Kuzhu, but he concealed it well and disappeared immediately.
The cultivator who dared to say such a thing in front of the master naturally had some reliance. Could it be that the person in front of him was really a late Nascent Soul cultivator. The old man Kuzhu, who had such thoughts in his heart, was even more afraid of the humanoid puppets in his heart.
"Fellow Daoist Bitter Bamboo should know something about the reason for our visit. I don't know what you think about the deal proposed by Han?" Han Li also only tasted two or three sips, put down the teacup, and asked slowly .
"To tell the truth to the two fellow daoists, this transaction made this old man very difficult. The black phoenix is at a critical stage of advancement, and no matter how many demon pills the two fellow daoists take out, they are unwilling to exchange the black phoenix's feather. Otherwise, the next time this spirit bird breaks through the bottleneck, it will be a matter of the year of the monkey." The old man Kuzhu frowned and said in a distressed manner.
"So, Fellow Daoist Kuzhu disagrees with this matter." Han pursed his lips, but there was no surprise on his face.
"Hey, if I really say the words of rejection, I am afraid that the two fellow Taoists will not want to return empty-handed. Let's do this, we cultivators are the most capable, and I can learn some magical powers with the two fellow Taoists. If one of the fellow daoists can defeat me in a martial arts battle, it is not a bad idea for this old man to agree to this deal. If the two of you are not unable to do this... "
"If it can't be done, Brother Li and I will turn our backs and leave immediately, and never mention this matter." Han Li said without hesitation.
"Okay, it's a deal. I haven't competed with anyone for nearly a hundred years. Which of the two friends is going to make a move?" The old man Kuzhu glanced back and forth at Han Li and the two, with a half-smile Said.
"Fellow Daoist, if you don't dislike it, how about a discussion with Li?" Han Li's expression remained unchanged, and the puppet at the side spoke lightly under Han Li's distraction.
"Okay, I'm also very curious about Brother Li's skills. I'll discuss it in the sky above the mountain. Fellow Daoists, please!" Seeing that it was someone with a cultivation level that he couldn't see, the old man Kuzhu couldn't help showing a trace of solemnity on his face. stood up from the chair.
Han Li and the puppet also got up.
The old man standing beside him with his arms tied couldn't help but show an excited expression at this moment. Not everyone can see the fighting skills of the Nascent Soul stage monks.
After a while, Han Li was already more than a hundred feet above the mountain peak, his expression calm and floating. And dozens of feet away in front of him, stood the humanoid puppet and the old man Kuzhu.
In the rest of the vicinity, there were also seven or eight alchemy cultivators who came after hearing the wind, staring at the situation in the sky with their eyes wide open.
"Go!" The old man Kuzhu shouted in a low voice, and made a tactic with both hands, suddenly the cold light glared all over his body, and more than a hundred green light flew out at the same time. As soon as these green awns appeared, they swelled in the wind, and in a blink of an eye, hundreds of light green flying swords appeared with astonishing momentum.
After a flash of sword light, all the flying swords automatically lined up in a strange formation, circling above the head of the old man Kuzhu, hiding cold murderous intent.
Seeing this, Han Li's originally indifferent expression froze for a moment.
"Sword Formation, this old man Kuzhu has practiced so many flying swords, so he really understands the supernatural powers of Sword Formation." Although Han Li had guessed a little earlier, he was secretly surprised when he saw it himself.
"Tsk tsk, boy Han, this guy seems to be really capable. This way, the puppet's supernatural powers should be revealed a bit more. At first, let's try the puppet's defensive ability first." Dayan Shenjun said The voice came with some excitement. It seemed that he was really confident in the supernatural power of this puppet.
"Yes! Got it." With so many rare materials used on this puppet, Han Li also had great expectations, and with the movement of his divine sense, the humanoid puppet also started to move.
Looking from a distance, the puppet opened its mouth, and a large shield sprayed out from its mouth. With a flash of inspiration, it turned into a huge silver shield and blocked in front of it. Then the puppet squeezed the magic formula with both hands, and colorful runes suddenly appeared on the face, and then a layer of five-color shield emerged from these symbols, and the five-color shield suddenly protected the whole body in it.
"Huh! Could it be that Fellow Daoist is from the Poison Saint Sect in southern Xinjiang? This kind of exercise seems to be the famous spirit pattern technique of the Poison Saint Sect." The old man Kuzhu asked in bewilderment when he saw the strange shape on the puppet's face.
"No." Although Han Li's heart moved when he heard this, he manipulated the puppet to reply expressionlessly.
"Oh, it turns out I was mistaken. But the supernatural powers of fellow Taoists seem to be very similar to the spirit pattern technique." A strange color flashed in the eyes of the old man Kuzhu, and he replied in a calm voice. , not quite convinced.
But he didn't ask any further, but when he saw the puppet in a defensive posture and stopped doing anything, as if he had no intention of attacking at all, he couldn't help feeling annoyed, feeling faintly underestimated, and immediately His face darkened, and a few low-pitched incantations came out of his mouth.
There was a buzzing sound from the flying swords above the head, and then all the flying swords shook at the same time, hundreds of feet of Xu Changjian Qi sprayed out from the sword array, turning into a dense mass of sword shadows and shooting towards the opposite side. Connecting into one body, it turns into a piece of cold light, dazzling and dazzling.