"Brother Han, what are we doing here?" Zi Ling couldn't help asking after seeing Han Li still walking around the city after a long time.
Judging by Han Li's appearance, it doesn't look like he wants to help others.
"The world of true immortals is full of aura. No matter how big or small the fairylands are, they are basically prosperous. It is rare to see such a desolate and decaying place. I want to feel the special atmosphere of this place." Han Li said.
"What's there to feel about the atmosphere of such a deserted city?" Zi Ling looked at the barren scene, wrinkled her nose, and said angrily.
Han Li hesitated for a moment, but said nothing, just shook his head.
In fact, what he did here was related to the alchemy given by the previous "Master of Reincarnation". To be precise, it was mainly for the cultivation of the seventh floor.
The cultivation of the seventh level of alchemy is different from the first six levels. It is much more complicated. It is not enough to have talent and perseverance. Only by cultivating the state of mind of a person who is a poor person, a person who is down and out, etc., so that the mind and soul can be inclusive, can one cultivate smoothly.
He traveled around with Zi Ling all these years, on the one hand to accompany Zi Ling, and on the other hand to see all the people in the world and experience their various complicated moods.
After reaching the sixth level of the alchemy technique, Han Li was able to sense the other person's thoughts through the fluctuations of the soul like a crying soul.
The people in this abandoned city are full of twilight atmosphere, which is quite different from the prosperity of other places. It is quite rare, so he will come here to feel it.
Of course, Zi Ling couldn't let Zi Ling know about these things.
Zi Ling's beautiful eyes flickered, she didn't ask any more questions, and quietly followed behind Han Li.
Han Li just wandered through this deserted city all night before he opened his eyes and his expression returned to normal.
"It's over?" Zi Ling asked.
"I'm so sorry for making you wait for me all night." Han Li nodded and said.
"It's nothing, but what are you going to do next, continue to do good deeds?" Zi Ling shook her head and asked.
Han Li smiled noncommittally, and his consciousness spread.
Soon his eyebrows moved, and he made a tactic to trigger the thunder formation.
The figures of the two disappeared from the spot in an instant, and appeared in the sky above a small courtyard in the city the next moment.
Seven or eight strong men in the courtyard were besieging an old man, as if they wanted to snatch something.
"Stop!" Han Li yelled coldly, pointing his fingers.
A bolt of thunder shot out from his hand and hit the nearby ground.
With a loud "bang", a big crater was punched out in the ground, and the air waves raised sent those strong people flying out.
At this moment, Han Li didn't dare to kill any more in order to kill the good corpse, so as not to shake the kindness that was finally born in his heart. Even in these years, he didn't even kill a single wild animal.
When those people saw Han Li and Zi Ling standing in the void, their faces turned pale with fright. It wasn't just someone who yelled, and everyone rushed away with their heads in their hands.
Han Li frowned slightly. Although his actions obviously helped the old man, there was no invisible force of kindness.
He just nodded slightly to the old man, and then used Thunder Tunnel to leave and teleport to the next disputed place.
In the blink of an eye, the two stayed in this deserted city for half a month, Han Li had done hundreds of good deeds, and the power of kindness never appeared again.
In a relatively clean teahouse in the deserted city, Han Li and Zi Ling sat opposite each other.
Han Li had a cup of spirit tea shrouded in white mist in his hand. The tea was full of fragrance, but he looked gloomy and didn't taste it.
Zi Ling didn't drink tea either, but was flipping through a thick book.
It was a book explaining the concept of good and evil that Han Li obtained from the Hall of Reincarnation. After reading it, Zi Ling wanted to find some solutions that could help Han Li solve his current predicament.
It was mid-afternoon at this time, but there were no guests in the teahouse, only Han Li and Zi Ling, very clean.
"Guests, is this tea not to your liking? Do you want another one?" A middle-aged man with a handsome face asked with a smile.
Although this person is the shopkeeper of this teahouse, he is actually a monk of the Mahayana period. For some reason, he lives in seclusion here and started to make a living in the mortal world.
His cultivation base is actually not low for this area. After all, he can become a true immortal if he advances one step further, but he can't hide his identity in front of Han Li.
"No need, the taste of this tea is acceptable. It's just that the two of us have some troubles and don't want to taste it. It's a bit of a waste of the shopkeeper's craftsmanship." Han Li shook his head and smiled lightly.
As he spoke, he took a sip of the teacup and nodded slightly to the shopkeeper.
As for Zi Ling, he ignored the shopkeeper and continued to turn over the book with his head bowed.
"Hehe, the two of you have something on your mind. It's really wrong to drink this tea with a light and frivolous scent. I happen to have a kind of Qingxin tea here. You can try it." The shopkeeper said to himself, without waiting for Han Li Responding, he turned and walked towards the inner room.
After a while, he came out with two cups of green spirit tea and put them beside them.
Green spirit tea has almost no taste, like two cups of clear water.
However, Han Li's eyes lit up slightly, and he became a little interested. He picked up the teacup and took a sip. A cool tea taste emerged from his tongue, and then flowed into his body along with the tea, and spread out.
The boredom in his heart dissipated a lot with the spread of the tea smell.
"The shopkeeper is really good at tea art." Han Li praised.
"Fellow Daoists are overrated. Judging by their appearance and temperament, they should be monks too. They don't seem to be natives of Xiangyi?" The shopkeeper seemed to be a person who likes to make friends, and said with a smile.
"The shopkeeper has a good eye. We are indeed from outside. This is Han Li. This is Zi Ling." Han Li's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't hide it.
"So it's fellow Daoist Han, fellow Daoist Ziling, I'm leaving the sea." The shopkeeper clasped his fists and said.
Zi Ling raised her head from the book, glanced at the shopkeeper, nodded slightly, and soon immersed herself in the book again.
"Shopkeeper Li, there is no one in the shop at the moment, why not sit down and chat." Han Li raised his hand to invite.
Li Hai didn't refuse, and sat down beside him.
"Shopkeeper Li, how did you see that the two of us are outsiders?" Han Li asked.
"The energy of the two fellow Taoists is active, like the rising sun, full of vigor. They are very different from the people in the Runan Continent where this small town of Xiangyi is located. They should come from farther places. Anyone who has lived here for a long time can see it at a glance. It's not surprising." Li Hai said with a smile.
"Shopkeeper Li's gaze is like a torch, Han admires it, but is everyone so depressed now?" Han Li asked.
"Actually, it's a long story. The spiritual veins in this continent were excavated tens of thousands of years ago, and the foundation was broken. Naturally, the situation is getting worse and worse. Those who can leave have left, and the rest are powerless, or People who are nostalgic for their homeland naturally have no vitality at all." Li Hai said with a sigh.
"Surely it's not just this continent?" Han Li said.
"That's right, it seems that Fellow Daoist Han has indeed been to many places." The shopkeeper nodded.
"Shopkeeper Li, you are not from the local area, or from this fairyland, are you?" Han Li nodded slowly, put down his teacup suddenly, and smiled lightly.
"Oh, how did fellow daoist see it?" The shopkeeper looked slightly surprised.
"Although Mr. Han doesn't know the tea ceremony, he has also heard that the Green Narcissus Field adjacent to the Hegang Fairyland is the best at making spirit tea. Most of the famous teas in the world come from there. It is said that in order to improve the skill of making spirit tea, Green Narcissus Some tea ceremony masters in the field have created many special techniques to assist in tea making. Among them, the most widely spread is the "Green Water Ginseng Art"... Li shopkeeper, your water-attribute kung fu method is similar to the rumored "Green Water Ginseng Synergy" "Spells" are very similar. Moreover, the layout of your teahouse seems to be in the local style in general, but the subtleties still reveal some characteristics of the green narcissus domain, so Han Mou boldly asserted, I don't know what is right?" Han Li said with a smile.
"Your Excellency also has good eyesight! That's right, I have indeed come all the way from the Land of Green Narcissus." Li Hai admired, but there was a bit of reverence in his eyes.
Although he didn't see the cultivation of Han Li and the two at first, he only thought that the other party might have used some kind of secret technique to conceal his breath, but now it seems that he can freely travel between various fairylands and can see his own cultivation at a glance. The person whose cultivation base is at least a true immortal, even above the Golden Immortal Realm, naturally cannot help being respectful.
But at the same time, he could tell that Han Li didn't intend to reveal his identity, so he wisely didn't ask any further questions.
"The shopkeeper's tea-making skills are good. Why did you abandon the green narcissus realm with abundant resources and come to such a desolate fairyland as Hegang instead?" Han Li asked strangely.
"Fellow Daoist thinks highly of me. With my tea-making skills, coupled with the fact that my cultivation has been unable to break through the bottleneck, I'm just at the bottom of the ranks in the Green Narcissus Realm. Why didn't Li Mou work hard back then? It's a pity that all the success fell short... Sigh, the past doesn't want to Besides, now I just want to live in peace of mind, and I don't have to worry about the future all day long, so I am satisfied." Li Hai said with a wry smile.
Han Li looked at the shopkeeper, felt the fluctuation of the other party's mood, and nodded silently.
"Let's not talk about me, the two of you are here, there should be something to do, right? I have been here for many years, although my cultivation level is not high, but I am familiar with the situation in various places, and maybe I can help you two." Li Hai looked at Han Li and asked.
"Thank you, shopkeeper Li, for your kind heart. It's just that the things Han has to do are a little special, and outsiders can't help." Han Li shook his head and said.
"In that case, I can only wish Fellow Daoist Han all the best. If you need help, just ask." Li Hai said, patting his chest.
"Thank you." Han Li could feel that Li Hai's words came from his heart, and said with his hands clasped.
"Is Uncle Li there?" At this moment, a voice came from outside the store, but it was a rather stocky-looking young man.
The young man was a mortal with shabby clothes, and he stood timidly outside the teahouse without stepping in.
"Fellow Daoist Han, fellow Daoist Ziling sit here, I will take my leave first." Li Hai glanced outside, bid farewell to Han Li, got up and walked out.
Han Li picked up the Qingxin tea in his hand, took a sip, and turned his head to casually look outside the teahouse.