"Father didn't say anything, it's just that Feng Qingshui is a Daozu-level existence after all, your cultivation level..." Jiao San hesitated.
Hearing this, Han Li no longer deliberately suppressed his aura, and an incomparably coercive pressure was released instantly, and the golden light flowed around his body like a golden cast.
Although under his deliberate control, this coercion is only limited within a hundred feet around his body, but in this world, the circulation of the vitality of the world seems to be within his one thought.
He seems to be the master, even though he is standing still, but even looking at him, one will feel a huge shock.
Da Luo's cultivation that belonged to the peak in the later period was fully revealed at this moment.
Jiao San only felt an invisible coercion rushing towards his face, and unconsciously took two steps back. After being shocked in his heart, it took him a long time to come back to his senses.
"I didn't expect you to have such a big change in just these few years. No wonder... no wonder father..." Jiao San took a deep breath and said slowly, but in the end he seemed to hesitate to speak, and finally did not continue go on.
"He faces the Heavenly Court directly, and can attract most of the attention. If I go to find Feng Qingshui, it will be a breakthrough. I just hope that he is not in the Heavenly Court at this moment." Han Li said, suppressing his breath again.
"It is true that he is not currently in the Central Earth Immortal Realm, but in another large immortal realm, Longyuan Immortal Realm. He has been retreating in the Wulong Sect he founded, and it has been a while." Jiao San said.
"It's just right, you pack the things I want for me, and I'll leave tomorrow." Han Li said.
"Okay. When do you plan to leave, I will go with you." Jiao San said.
"You can't go." Han Li said immediately.
"Why can't I go, mother kisses her..." Han Li interrupted Jiao San before he could finish speaking.
"Since she chose to be Nangong Wan, she can't be your mother, and she definitely doesn't want you to go." Han Li looked at Jiao San and said.
"I don't care what you think or say, in my heart, she is my mother, and I must go." Jiao San said.
"With your current level of cultivation, you won't be able to help if you go there. Besides, I want you to help me send Zi Ling to the Demon Realm." Han Li said directly without any tact.
When Jiao San heard this, his expression darkened.
"Forget it, with my cultivation base, going will only drag you down. But Zi Ling... why did she go to the Demon Realm?" Jiao San asked with doubts on his face.
"What's the matter?" Han Li noticed something strange and hurriedly asked.
"Don't you guys know about the Demon Realm? If Zi Ling is looking for Shi Chuankong and the others, then there is no need." Jiao San frowned and said slowly.
Zi Ling's expression changed slightly when he heard the words, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.
"What happened?" Han Li asked with his eyes fixed.
"It has been more than a thousand years since the civil war broke out in the Demon Realm, and it has been particularly fierce in the past hundred years. In the final battle seven years ago, the entire Yeyang City was destroyed, and a scaled sky was completely wiped out. The Shi Kongjie lineage that Kong followed suffered a disastrous defeat." Jiao San sighed and said quietly.
"What happened to Shi Kongjie and Shi Chuankong, is there any news about them?" Han Li asked.
"The demon world is locked up now, so it's hard for news to spread out. The last news I got was that Shi Kongjie was defeated by the demon lord, and he was dead. Shi Chuankong didn't say he was dead, but his whereabouts are still unknown. , disappeared." Jiao San said.
Daoist Xie died in battle, and Shi Chuankong disappeared...
Han Li just felt that the sea of consciousness sank, and he didn't know what to say for a while.
"Seven years have passed since that war, and there is still no news?" Zi Ling asked.
"The devil lord personally ordered to completely lock the devil world. He didn't say when it will be reopened. Now, no news can come in, and no news can come out." Jiao San shook his head and said.
"Leave aside this matter for the time being. When I come back from the Heavenly Court, I will go to the Demon Realm to find out." Han Lichang let out a sigh of relief, and said with a solemn expression.
Jiao San didn't say anything more, just nodded.
"In this case, you should stay in the underworld and wait for us to come back." Han Li said to Zi Ling.
Zi Ling nodded with concern on her face.
"By the way, where is Crying Soul? Is there any news about her?" Han Li asked.
"She... she went to the Abyss of Lost Souls." Jiao San replied.
"The Abyss of Lost Souls... what is that place?" Han Li asked.
"It's a real jeopardy in the netherworld, a place that even my father has never set foot in. She said that there is the avenue she is really looking for. I tried to dissuade her, but I couldn't stop it." Jiao Three said.
"How long have you been there?" Han Li asked.
"I went there more than a hundred years ago, and I haven't returned yet." Jiao San said.
Han Li closed his eyes, a white light flashed between his brows, flickered for a moment, and then opened them again.
"How?" Zi Ling asked.
"The connection with the spiritual sense has also been disconnected..." Han Li murmured.
"It is said that the Abyss of Lost Souls is a place where ghosts roam, let alone such a long distance, even if they are in the same abyss, don't even think about sensing each other." Jiao San said.
"This is the path Tihun chose, you have to trust her." Zi Ling pulled his arm and persuaded.
After hearing this, Han Li nodded after being silent for a long time.
Like the golden boy, Crying Soul has his own way to go, just like he himself has a way to go directly to the heaven.
"Tomorrow morning, I will set off for Longyuan Immortal Territory. At that time, you will sort out the news about Feng Qingshui." Han Li looked at Jiao San and said.
…
That night.
On the main hall of the island in the middle of the lake, Han Li and Zi Ling were lying on the sloping roof, leaning on each other, looking at the starry sky that they hadn't looked up to for an unknown number of years.
It's a pity that the sky is dark tonight, there are few stars on the sky, and even the waning moon is covered by dark clouds, and everything is shrouded in a hazy light.
Han Li withdrew his gaze and stared at the woman who was snuggling beside him. In the dim light and shadow, Zi Ling's beautiful face was still as clean as jade, reflecting a faint light.
Under the moonlight, the outline of her side face was somewhat blurred, but it had a different kind of beauty.
"Zi Ling, I..." Han Li couldn't help calling softly, and raised his hand to caress her cheek.
For Zi Ling, Han Li felt somewhat guilty.
They met and got acquainted back then, and cherished each other, it was more like a meeting of confidants.
However, due to various reasons, they have always been like strangers.
"I don't need to say anything, I am satisfied if I can enjoy the tranquility at this moment." Zi Ling said softly without turning around, still looking at the sky.
When Han Li heard this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
A moment later, Zi Ling stretched out his hand to grab Han Li's arm, and put it on the back of his head.
"Going this time, you must be extremely careful, and bring back Sister Wan'er intact. I won't go anywhere, and I will wait here for you to come back." Zi Ling raised her head slightly, looked at Han Li, and said.
Han Li lowered his head and glanced at Zi Ling, who buried her head in his chest, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. In his impression, Zi Ling had always been a sassy and neat woman, and she rarely behaved like this today.
"Do you know what the last life I saw in the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk was like?" Zi Ling asked.
"What is it like?" Han Li asked immediately.
Regarding this question, he wanted to ask it before, but Zi Ling's condition was not good at that time, so he didn't ask it.
"Actually, there were no big storms, and my life experience was difficult and dangerous. On the contrary, in my last life, I was just an ordinary woman without spiritual roots in the human world, and my life was only a short hundred years. In that life, I have been waiting A person, from the age of cardamom to the age of sixty, waited for a lifetime, and that person did not show up." Zi Ling said slowly.
After speaking, she stared at Han Li's eyes with a pair of bright eyes.
Han Li's heart fluttered slightly, and he vaguely heard a call. It seemed to be the beautiful figure in his dream many years ago, but he couldn't remember the appearance clearly.
In a trance, his arm wrapped around Zi Ling's neck, caressed down her long, soft hair, and gently wrapped her arms around her shoulders.
Zi Ling trembled slightly, but then relaxed again, snuggled into Han Li's arms, and murmured:
"So... I am already very satisfied in this life, and it is not easy to meet each other. What is there to be dissatisfied with after forming this relationship? What is there to regret?"
Han Li looked at her, only to see that her bright eyes were full of water, with a little bit of light, like two starry sky, which was so beautiful that it was fascinating.
At this time, the night wind suddenly picked up, blowing a clump of dark clouds past, blocking the last ray of moonlight.
The entire Huangquan Daze fell into darkness, and the hazy phosphorescent fire in the four fields slowly rose from all parts of the lake, reflecting the surroundings into a dark green.
After a moment of silence, the sky suddenly started to rain.
The rain in the underworld is naturally different from that in the fairy world.
There are many dark auras in the rain, so the rain is more stagnant. Although it will not cause harm to the body, it is not a good thing after all.
Han Li didn't want this rare tranquility to be disturbed, and with a wave of his hand, he wanted to push away the dark clouds.
Zi Ling raised his hand to grab his arm, and said softly like a mosquito, "Hold me back."
"Not waiting any longer..."
Before Han Li finished speaking, he looked down and saw that Zi Ling's cheeks were flushed, and he instantly understood what she meant.
He stopped talking, put his arm around her back, and gently passed her leg with the other hand, hugged her horizontally, and walked towards the hall.
As the night deepened, people gathered above the island in the center of the lake, and the momentum gradually increased.
…
It rained like a curtain at night, and it has been falling all night, sometimes pattering, sometimes raging with strong winds.
The wind and rain intertwined and poured down the earth in the silent night sky, making this night in the underworld a little different.
In the early morning, the clouds gather and the rain rests.
Han Li opened his eyes, looking at the graceful figure who was still sleeping soundly beside him, as well as the face that was so overpowering, he didn't look away for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say, and finally turned into a sigh.
He got up, put on a brand new green robe, stood by the bed for a while, and finally turned and walked towards the door.
**, Zi Ling's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a crystal teardrop slowly trickled down his cheek, leaving a thin tear trail.
Han Li walked to the door, turned his head suddenly, and glanced at the bed again. Seeing that Zi Ling was still asleep, he walked out and gently closed the door.
The flickering candlelight in the house froze for a while, and then returned to silence again.
When he came to the gate of the hall, Gan Jiuzhen was already waiting there.
"All ready?" Han Li stepped forward and asked.
"Where is Zi Ling, aren't you saying goodbye today?" Gan Jiuzhen looked behind Han Li and asked.
"The parting words have already been said last night, so there is no need to say more this morning." Han Li shook his head and said.
Gan Jiuzhen looked suspicious, but he only thought that Zi Ling was reluctant to part, and didn't ask any more questions.
With a twist of her wrist, she took out a palm-sized token and a black jade slip, and handed them to Han Li.
"Bodhi order?" Han Li took a look in his hand and asked in doubt.
"Longyuan Immortal Realm is one of the three immortal realms, which can lead to the Central Earth Immortal Realm. At this time, you bring the Bodhi Order and say that you are going to the Central Earth Immortal Realm to participate in the Bodhi Banquet, which is easier than any customs clearance document." It works, and it can save a lot of trouble." Gan Jiuzhen said.
"You are very considerate." Han Li nodded, turned his wrist, and put it away.
"It was all ordered by my father before he left. The jade slip recorded how to go to Longyuan Immortal Realm, and also recorded some news about Feng Qingshui. I hope it can help you." Gan Jiuzhen said.
"There are these, enough." Han Li said after checking briefly.
"Mother must be rescued." Gan Jiuzhen pursed his lips and solemnly instructed.
"Yes." Han Li nodded and said.
After finishing speaking, he pinched the formula with both hands, and just said "Let's go", and then there were golden thunders falling heavily from the nine heavens.
After a burst of "Zi La", Han Li's figure had disappeared in place.
The fluctuations in the space in front of Gan Jiuzhen were still turbulent, and she looked far away, her eyes full of worry.