"Wan'er!"
Han Li called softly, and leaned down slightly, his eyes full of concern.
Nangong Wan's eyes were still a little hazy, as if she hadn't fully recovered.
Seeing this, Han Li raised his hand to make another tactic, and a stream of light shot out between Nangong's brows.
A sense of coolness welled up in Nangong Wan's mind, and her sanity recovered instantly.
She sat up at once, looked at Han Li in front of her, but there was no expression on her face.
"Wan'er, what's wrong with you, it's me." Han Li stretched out his hand to hold Nangong Wan's hand, but his heart sank. Could it be that Jiao San lied to him, Nangong Wan did not recover the memory of this life.
With a soft "pa", Nangong Wan blocked Han Li's hand.
"Who are you?" Nangong Wan moved, flew up from the bed, and landed aside, her face full of alertness.
"I am Han Li, your husband." Han Li said.
"How can you prove your identity?" Nangong Wan's eyes flickered for a moment, and then immediately returned to coldness.
When Han Li heard this, his heart felt relieved, and a smile appeared on his face.
Nangong Wan's memory seems to have really recovered.
"Wan'er, do you still remember the first time we met? It was during the Scarlet Trial. At that time, you were practicing **Reincarnation Kung Fu, mixed with us disciples in the Qi Refining Period, in the secret territory of the Scarlet Trial Picking elixir everywhere...is not very honorable." Han Li said with a smile.
Nangong Wan's face didn't change when she heard this, a flash of reminiscence flashed in her eyes, but it was only fleeting.
"Later, we were in a difficult situation. Fortunately, we worked together to get rid of the ink dragon, and because of this, we met for the second time. It was at the front line of the war against the devil. There were outsiders, so you pretended not to know me. ..." After a pause, Han Li continued to talk about all the things the two had experienced together.
Although I don't know how many years have passed, these memories have not faded at all, as if they happened yesterday.
"... I survived the catastrophe, separated from you, and ascended to the Realm of Immortals. This separation lasted for such a long time. I thought it would be difficult to get together again in this life." when we parted.
Nangong Wan stood aside and listened quietly, her eyes were changing, but she remained calm all the time.
"Wan'er, this is the memory we have experienced together. Apart from the two of us, I believe that no one in the world knows about it." Han Li said, looking directly at Nangong Wan with a look of expectation in his eyes.
"I should have been in your hands before. My cultivation base is weak, and I can't see what level your cultivation base has reached, but it must be above me. Small things like soul searching can naturally be done easily. You know that these things cannot be done. Prove what." Nangong Wan shook her head and said.
"Wan'er, you are still so cautious. Indeed, as long as I search your soul, I will know this, so how do you want me to prove my identity?" Han Li was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said.
Hearing the words, Nangong Wan showed a thoughtful look on her face.
Han Li looked at Nangong Wan with a smile, his complexion changed slightly, and he looked him up and down.
Nangong Wan's aura at this moment is only true fairyland, and she just met Huanxi, but she didn't notice it.
It seems that after his memory was restored, the cultivation base that belonged to Gan Rushuang, which had come through the six paths of reincarnation disk, was also lost.
"Wan'er, in your previous life you were a cultivator in the Great Luo Realm, but now your cultivation base has dropped to a true immortal, which is due to the Six Paths of Reincarnation. I have already investigated it, and it will not affect your future cultivation." Han Li said with a frown.
"Six paths of reincarnation disk... refers to the ghostly treasure controlled by the master of the reincarnation hall. That person has a daughter, do you know?" Nangong Wanmei asked with her eyes flickering.
"The Hall of Reincarnation is codenamed Jiaosan, and her real name is Gan Jiuzhen. She is the daughter of your previous life. If you have any questions, feel free to ask." Han Li nodded and said calmly.
"My daughter from the previous life? What's going on... And tell me, why does the Palace Master look... the same as you?" Nangong Wan was startled, and after a while, she continued to ask without politeness.
Han Li sighed softly in his heart, and also narrated the relationship between the Lord of Samsara and his second life, as well as his attempt to revive Nangong Wan's previous life through the Samsara disk.
Nangong Wan frowned at first, but after a little thought, she regained her composure.
In the next moment, she asked a few more questions about the Netherworld, and Han Li answered them all accurately.
"You should trust me now." Han Li looked at Nangong Wan and said.
"Not necessarily, if you collude with them and deceive me, it won't be too difficult." Nangong Wan still shook her head stubbornly.
Han Li felt helpless, and then a flash came to his mind, and he thought of a way.
As soon as he made a tactic, thunder and lightning flashed around him, and all seventy-two green bamboo bee cloud swords emerged, and all the thunder and light on the sword disappeared, revealing the flying sword itself.
"Look, Wan'er, these green bamboo and bee cloud swords are my talisman, and you have seen them before. Although I sacrificed this thing many times over the years, the natural breath of the golden thunder bamboo still remains." Han Li said.
Nangong Wan stared blankly at the seventy-two green bamboo bee cloud swords shrouded in golden light, her lips moved slightly twice.
When she looked at Han Li again, her eyes finally changed slightly.
"By the way, there is still this treasure. I have sacrificed it for many years, but the traces of that year can still be seen." Han Li said, raising his hand to sacrifice Yuanhe Wuji Mountain.
When Nangong Wan's eyes fell on Wuji Mountain, her delicate body shook slightly, and her eyes turned to look at Han Li again, looking up and down.
"Other magic weapons, I have discarded them these years, but some exercises and supernatural powers cultivated in the spiritual world can still be used, such as the Chunli Sword Formation, the Qingpan Sword Formation, and the transformation of the Nirvana Holy Body... I still remember you The most annoying thing is which posture to use..." Han Li's mind opened up, and various ways to prove his identity came out.
Before he finished speaking, a gust of fragrant wind hit, Nangong Wan threw herself into his arms, holding him tightly with both arms, as if she had exhausted all her strength, she murmured in a low voice:
"Enough, I believe, you are Han Li!"
Ever since she regained her memory in the Netherworld, Nangong Wan's strength has dropped drastically, and she is completely ignorant of the situation in the Realm of Immortals. The strength of the people around her is thousands of times stronger than her, making her feel like walking on eggshells.
Finally found Han Li today, smelling the familiar smell on his body, Nangong Wan suddenly felt extremely relieved, and grabbed Han Li's arm tightly with her hands.
Han Li also hugged Nangong Wan's weak and boneless body, his heart was full of pity and love.
Ever since Nangong Wan appeared in the Realm of Immortals, but was awakened by the Master of the Reincarnation Palace, he was angry and powerless. Although he was deeply concerned, he could only leave silently.
Sometimes, parting is for future reunion.
After learning that Nangong was captured by Tianting, he was even more anxious as if being burned by fire.
In order to obtain enough strength to save Nangong, he has been suppressing all these with great determination, and finally made a big breakthrough in his own cultivation.
Until today, when Nangong Wan returned to him, the big rock hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.
Han Li raised his eyebrows suddenly, and his state of mind changed drastically this time. With his mind agitated, the power of divine consciousness also surged in his mind, and the refining technique ran wildly, causing the world in his mind to turn upside down.
He quickly closed his eyes, guarded the sea of consciousness, and tried to stabilize his mind.
Then, he suddenly discovered that just now, his Nascent Soul seemed to have undergone a wonderful change. Although this change seemed small, he couldn't even notice it unless he felt it carefully.
Precisely because of this slight change, the seventh-level cultivation, which had been somewhat sluggish, had a sense of integration and success, and the power of spiritual consciousness also increased.
His alchemy, from the first level to the second level, then to the third level, until the seventh level... The cultivation of each level, as the spirit grows stronger, the power of the consciousness becomes stronger and stronger, but this A powerful force in the sea of consciousness does not seem to be one, some are independent and cannot be completely integrated, and it can even be said that they are a little chaotic.
Although when he wants to use it, he can unify this power through the alchemy technique, but once he stops casting the spell, this power will immediately return to its original chaotic state.
But just now, this force seems to have found a common fulcrum.
It's as if the originally incomplete and scattered soul suddenly found its home at this moment, and it's like the Nascent Soul who has been wandering the world for many years after the primordial spirit came out of the body, and finally returned to the body.
He felt that his Nascent Soul and himself had an indescribable sense of ease, as if they had merged into one again and had achieved perfection.
What made Han Li even more surprised and delighted was that although the seventh level of alchemy had not reached the perfect state, it was not far behind.
Nangong Wan noticed the change in Han Li's mood and gently left his embrace.
"Husband, what's the matter?"
"It's okay. I'm glad to see you recover just now." Han Li said softly, hugging Nangong Wan's delicate body again.
Nangong Wan also hugged Han Li's arms tightly without realizing it.
Neither of them spoke again, but it was more than a thousand words.
The two stood there hugging each other, and they let go after a long time. They looked at each other and smiled, as if they were back in the past.
"Husband, I still doubted you just now, and asked you to prove yourself in various ways..." Nangong Wan showed an apologetic look on her face.
"It's okay, you've always been cautious in dealing with things, it should be so." Han Li smiled, waved away the Green Bamboo Fengyun Sword and Yuanhe Wuji Mountain, and pulled Nangong Wan to sit next to him.
"What have you experienced in the past few years when you ascended to the Realm of Immortals? I heard some things about you from Gan Jiuzhen and the Lord of Samsara, and other places. Although it is very scattered, I can see that you are already powerful. Are you in the fairy world?" Nangong Wan looked at Han Li and asked.
"I didn't do anything important. I've been chased by various people all these years, and I had to run around. I've traveled to some places and experienced some things." Han Li shook his head and said.
"You have been cautious for half your life, do you still need to be so low-key with me now? Let me ask you, where can your strength rank in today's true fairy world?" Nangong Wan blinked and said a little reproachfully.
"If we say that the most powerful person in today's real fairy world is the ancestor of time and Taoism, ancient or present, as for the second place, in my opinion, it is not the ancestor of Taoism, but the master of the hall of reincarnation... As for me, I can barely rank in the front Ten." Han Li pondered for a moment, then said with a smile.
"Sure enough, you are still the Han Li who dominates the spirit world! Tell me quickly, you must tell me all the experiences in the fairy world, and you must not hide it. In addition, I have a gift for you." Nangong Wan first said His bright eyes lit up, then he threw out half a piece of green jade pendant, and looked at Han Li with a smile.
The jade pendant was crystal clear like water, and a graceful figure appeared on the surface.
Han Li took the jade pendant and was slightly taken aback.
This figure was none other than Zi Ling, and the figure in the jade pendant that Zi Ling gave him back then was none other than Nangong Wan.
"Since we're all in the Immortal Realm, some things can be done. You don't need to worry about it. Well, we can talk about it," Nangong Wan said.
"Since you want to hear it, let me tell you... I ascended to the Realm of Immortals back then, and drifted to the Northern Cold Immortal Realm..." With a wry smile, he slowly recounted his various experiences after arriving in the Realm of True Immortals.
Some things that are not easy to mention, or things that are too thrilling, and things about the purple spirit, he just briefly mentioned them.
As for the Tianzhang Ping, this was the rare treasure that accompanied him for almost his entire career as an immortal and was also the most reliable treasure for his ascension. Han Li told Nangong Wan without any concealment at this time.
Nangong Wan's beautiful eyes flickered when she heard Han Li's bizarre experience, and she covered her face and whispered from time to time, clenched her fists tightly.
For those who tried to harm Han Li, she frowned as if she was there in person. After hearing that Han Li finally raised his eyebrows, she breathed a sigh of relief.
This situation is like a young daughter-in-law who is listening to her husband who has returned home in triumph describe the heroic deeds on the battlefield.
In her eyes, there is only pride in her sweetheart's achievements, worry about her sweetheart's experience, and joy at reuniting after a long absence.
Although Han Li had almost cut off all the common sense since he stepped into the path of cultivating immortals, he always kept a sincere heart for this partner.
Only in front of this partner can he truly find his original self.