(Second more)
"These people seem to be low-level monks, or people with spiritual roots!" Jiao Shiliu said suddenly after hearing the words.
"That's true! Then you mean that we pretended to be low-level monks and were sent in by them?" Jiao Jiu said via voice transmission.
"That's right. After all, with our cultivation base, it's not a problem if we want to hide the truth." Han Li replied.
"The teleportation place may be related to Gong Shuhong, should we inform Jiao Ba and the others?" Jiao Shiliu hesitated for a moment.
"We're just trying to sneak in, let's talk about it when we find out." Jiao Jiu replied in a somewhat indifferent tone.
After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and tapped lightly on his cheeks and forehead, and an invisible wave immediately rippled from his body.
Although his transfigured face didn't change at all, the aura on his body changed rapidly, reaching the level of the middle stage of foundation establishment in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this, the two of Han Li did the same, adjusting their aura to the foundation building stage one after another.
Then the three of them focused slightly, waiting for the red light to rise from their feet.
However, after half a quarter of an hour, red beams of light continued to light up around them, but none of them was under their feet.
"Why didn't you teleport? Could it be that you made a mistake in your judgment, that the 'Heaven's Selection' was just random?" Jiao Jiu looked hesitant, and couldn't help but ask through voice transmission.
"Don't worry, just wait. If the 'Jiazi Tianxuan' is over and none of us can be teleported away, let's use divine sense to investigate in a small area." After thinking for a while, Han Li replied.
After Jiao Jiu heard this, she didn't say anything, but looked around carefully.
At this moment, the light under his feet suddenly lit up, and a red light suddenly rose, covering him, and the eyes of the surrounding people also looked at him instantly.
Before he could react, the light faded instantly, and his figure disappeared immediately.
Among the surrounding crowd, voices of admiration and admiration suddenly rang out, with words of envy and regret in their mouths.
However, before their voices fell, two red lights suddenly lit up beside them, and after a flash, they were taken away from the place again.
These two were naturally Han Li and Jiao Shiwu.
Han Li only felt the surrounding lights and shadows swirling for a while, and his body shook involuntarily in the void for a while, and then landed on the ground again.
He looked around, and felt that there were still countless people crowded shoulder to shoulder, Jiao Shiliu was standing not far from him with a puzzled face, but Jiao Jiu's figure could not be seen for a while.
What they were in at this time was unexpectedly a vast and huge underground palace. There were people in all directions, and they couldn't see the walls of the underground palace at all. They could only see the roof above their heads and the thick stone pillars standing nearby.
Huge braziers were hung above all of them, and there was no one knowing what was burning inside. There was no smoke, only the red flames kept moving.
At the same time, red lights continued to light up around, and one after another, mortals and low-level monks were sent here.
Compared with the solemn atmosphere in the square, this place is even more noisy. All the people who were teleported here seemed a little uncontrollably excited, shoulders shrugged, and tiptoes looked around.
Apart from a few foundation-building and qi-training monks around Han Li, most of them were mortals. It felt like a miracle to be teleported here before, and each one of them chanted in a low voice devoutly. Say your prayers.
All kinds of sounds merged with each other and echoed in the entire underground palace, "buzzing" non-stop.
Hearing these sounds, Han Li felt a little oppressed for some reason.
However, this feeling didn't last long, and quickly disappeared, while a faint bloody smell lingered in the somewhat cloudy air around him, but it still couldn't go away.
He wrinkled his nose slightly, looked down at his feet, and found that the bluestone slabs on the ground all showed a slightly dark dark red color, which looked as if it had been infiltrated by blood all year round. Coloring.
Seeing this, Han Li couldn't help but think of the dark soil found under the stone slabs of the underground palace in Lanzhou Red Moon City, and couldn't help frowning.
At this time, Jiao Shiliu squeezed through the crowd with difficulty, and when he reached his side, he lowered his voice and asked:
"Well, what's the discovery?"
"There seems to be some clues, but we can't be sure yet. We'd better find Fellow Daoist Jiao Jiu first." Han Li shook his head and said.
After finishing speaking, he sent a voice transmission to Jiaojiu, asking where he was.
It was only after some interrogation that Jiao Jiu was teleported some distance away from them, near the center of the underground palace.
So, amidst the noise of the crowd, the two moved towards the center calmly, which naturally attracted complaints and reprimands all the way.
The closer to the center of the underground palace, Han Li felt that the bloody aura he could smell became stronger, and the color of the floor under his feet became thicker.
When they came near the center of the underground palace, the color of the stone slabs on the ground had become almost purple-black.
As soon as Han Li raised his head, he saw a statue more than three feet high standing in front of him. It was the Red Moon Island Lord Shuhong.
And near the statue, there is a stone platform with a radius of ten feet, which is slightly higher than the ground. It is empty, and only a short but strong man stands on it.
He was wearing a purple robe with a blood moon pattern embroidered on his chest.
I saw that his eyes were half closed, covering most of the light in his eyes, his whole body was calm and introverted, he was actually a Sanxian who didn't show his mountains and dews.
Han Li and the two walked to the edge of the open area and stopped. After stopping for a while, their eyes rested on the Sanxian, and then they looked behind the statue.
I saw that among the crowd there, there was also a person who squeezed slightly forward, revealing half of his body, it was Jiao Jiu.
Naturally, he also saw Han Li and the two of them. Just as he was about to move towards this side, he saw the Sanxian suddenly raised his head and glanced left and right.
After a while, the short man withdrew his gaze, looked straight ahead, and said:
"Everyone..."
With his voice, all the noisy sounds around him stopped abruptly, and the entire underground palace suddenly became extremely quiet, and everyone's eyes were directed towards this person.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little dignified.
Seeing this, Jiao Jiu also stopped, and also looked at the Sanxian.
"The selection ceremony is over. All of you who are present can receive this supreme honor because you sincerely believe in the Holy Lord and are favored by the Holy Lord." The short and strong man said loudly.
When everyone heard the sound, they were overjoyed and couldn't help cheering.
Han Lichao glanced around, and found that inside the underground palace, there was no longer any red light, and no one was teleported inside.
The short man raised his hands and pressed them a few times in front of him, the cheers gradually died down, and the underground palace became quiet again.
He only heard him say again:
"The Holy Lord is kind and willing to open the gate of immortality. He has decided to select someone with extraordinary talent and profound celestial relationship from among you to teach the secret method of cultivating immortality and stay by his side. You must pray sincerely for the coming of the Holy Lord."
When the people in the hall heard the sound, they put their hands together in front of them, closed their eyes tightly, and immediately made prayers.
After Jiao Shiliu heard this, a gleam of joy appeared on his face, and he sent a voice transmission to Han Li and the two of them:
"Two fellow daoists, since we know that Gong Shuhong is coming here, should we notify Master Jiao immediately?"
When Han Li heard this, he looked at Jiaojiu on the opposite side with a slight gaze, but he saw a pensive expression on the other side's face.
At this moment, the statue in the center of the underground palace suddenly trembled, and two blood-red rays of light lit up in its eyes.
Seeing this, Han Li and the others cast their gazes towards the statue.
"Welcome to the coming of the Holy Lord."
The sturdy short man turned around, bowed to the statue, and said very respectfully.
Seeing this, everyone immediately followed his movements, bent down and bowed deeply, and also said in their mouths: "Welcome the coming of the Holy Lord."
Han Li also bent down slightly, but his eyes were sizing up the statue and the unattractive short man.
I saw the man making a formula with his hands in front of him, his lips were constantly moving, as if he was reciting something silently.
The blood-red light in the eyes of the statue behind him flashed suddenly, turning into two beams of red light and projecting forward.
"Ka Ka Ka"
As the statue slowly turned, the two blood-red beams of light also swept across the crowd.
When it passed over Han Li, he clearly felt a wave of divine consciousness, stayed on his body for a while, and then turned to the side.
What made him a little strange was that the source of that sense of consciousness didn't seem to be the statue, but the dwarf man in purple robe.
At this moment, Jiao Jiu's voice transmission sounded in Han Li's heart:
"What the hell is this person doing? Where is the Holy Lord descending here? It's clear that he is releasing his consciousness alone!"
"It seems that he is just using the name of the Holy Master to perform the ceremony. I am afraid that Gong Shuhong will not come here." Han Li replied after a moment of pondering.
As soon as he finished speaking, the two beams of red light that swept across the crowd stopped and landed on two young men.
Those two people immediately showed surprise, and quickly moved towards the center under the call of the Sanxian, attracting countless envious eyes along the way.
Han Li glanced at the two of them, sized them up, and suddenly found that although these two were only at the foundation establishment stage, they seemed to have good spiritual roots and roots.
Immediately afterwards, the two rays of light wandered among the crowd again.
After a while, it stopped on a thin boy and a delicate girl.
After Han Li took a look, he found that although these two people were not monks, their cultivation qualifications were excellent.
After that, as the red beam of light continued to move and stop, boys and girls were selected one after another.
Under the guidance of the Sanxian, they all moved towards the high platform in the center of the statue.
After a while, more than two hundred people had already gathered there.
From Han Li's point of view, if you don't look at the level of cultivation, if you only consider the aptitude of cultivation, they are all outstanding among the tens of thousands of people in this underground palace.
Seeing this, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his heart, and connected many things before, as if he had figured out the key, and quickly sent a voice transmission to Jiao Jiu and the other two:
"Two fellow daoists, I'm afraid things are not good. I'm afraid this place is not a place to meet the Holy Lord, but a blood sacrifice place on Red Moon Island."
"What?" Jiao Jiu was startled when he heard this.
"Jiao Shiwu, did you find some clues about what's going on?" Jiao Shiliu also looked at Han Li suspiciously.