"That's right. I haven't been back for many years, so there hasn't been much change here." Han Li looked at Black Wind City in front of him and said with some emotion.
After the Palace of Reincarnation invaded the Northern Cold Immortal Territory, it didn't seem to have much impact on the daily life of the city.
In fact, looking back, the Hall of Reincarnation has been lurking in the Realm of Immortals for so many years, and gradually developed into a dark force that is huge enough to compete with the heavens, and its relationship with all aspects is even more intricate. For ordinary people, it doesn't actually feel anything.
Once even these people feel it, it means that this force is ready to surface.
While thinking about it, he led Nangong Wan into the city through the city gate, looking at the surrounding streets along the way, his eyes flickering endlessly.
"Husband, what are you looking at?" Nangong Wan asked curiously.
"Now that I am facing the hurdle of beheading the corpse, the focus is on comprehension. I plan to follow the places I walked after ascending to the real fairy world, and set foot again one by one, recalling the past, so as to experience my state of mind." Han Li said.
Nangong Wan's state is not enough now, and she doesn't quite understand what Han Li said, but she naturally won't believe what Han Li said, so she nods and doesn't say anything else.
Han Li took Nangong Wan to stay in Black Wind City for two days, and narrated some things he had experienced in the past combined with the scenery, and Nangong Wan naturally listened with great interest.
After the two left Black Wind City, they traveled across the turbulent and frightening wind, and came to the barren sea continent outside, where they continued to search for the whereabouts of the year.
Half a year later, the two passed the Candle Dragon Road in the Ancient Cloud Continent along the road.
This is also the first sect that Han Li formally joined after entering the Realm of Immortals. He has practiced here for a long time, and it can be regarded as his second hometown in the Immortal Realm.
To his surprise, the Candle Dragon Dao, which was so powerful in the Northern Cold Immortal Territory, is now sparsely populated, with few disciples, and there are faint traces of battles everywhere, and it is no longer the grand occasion of the past.
Han Li used his spiritual sense to investigate briefly, and soon learned the reason.
Beihan Immortal Territory was originally a small fairy domain, but Zhulongdao was originally one of the three major cultivating forces in the domain, with a fairly deep foundation, but first it was besieged by the Heavenly Court due to the Bailiyan incident, and the Nether Cold Immortal Palace and its party back then , the people who entered Candle Dragon Road were almost wiped out, and their strength was severely damaged, and since then it has begun to show a downward trend.
Of course, Cangliu Palace and Fu Lingzong were more or less affected in this battle.
Then, after the Gray Realm invaded the Northern Cold Immortal Territory, the three sects were hit hard again due to improper response, and this ended in their present fate.
Han Li sighed secretly, and using his invisibility technique, he led Nangong Wan into it, and arrived at Chixia Peak where he used to live.
This place has not changed much from when he left that year, and since he left, it seems that this place has been deserted, and no one has come to live here again.
Han Li sat down on the top of Chixia Peak, and recalled the situation when he was practicing in the Candle Dragon Dao, his determination to pursue the law of time, his anxiety in finding Taoist Xie, and his worry and fear of the pursuers who might come at any time.
He stored these emotions in his heart and recalled them repeatedly, and the memory at that time became clearer and clearer.
The past self is like a mirror, reflecting the truest self.
Han Li kept recalling everything back then, and he became more and more aware of his true heart, and gradually realized what he meant by himself.
Nangong Wan didn't disturb Han Li, and sat quietly by the side to accompany him.
This sitting lasted for half a month. The sun was setting and the last ray of light was sinking into the sky. Only then did Han Li stand up with a faint smile on his lips.
Nangong Wan looked at Han Li with a strange look in her eyes.
There seemed to be some changes in Han Li's expression and temperament at the moment, but she couldn't say what it was.
"It seems that what Husband said about refining the heart is true, and the cultivation of the Da Luo realm is really mysterious." Nangong Wan thought to herself.
"Let's go." Han Li said lightly, and a golden light from his sleeves enveloped the two of them, flying away through the air.
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The Yuanhuang City at the border of the Northern Cold Immortal Territory is like a giant beast crawling on the border, blocking everything outside.
Outside the city is a vast desert. Looking far away, the field of vision is full of vast and thick yellow, with continuous sand dunes, spreading to the end of the sky.
Han Li and Nangong Wan sat in emptiness, looking at the city below and the desert in the distance.
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In the barbaric realm between the Beihan Immortal Realm and the Black Mountain Immortal Realm, two escaping lights flew past slowly, sometimes at slow speeds, but generally speaking, they did not seem to be in a hurry, as if they were admiring the scenery below. .
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The Fuyun Mountains and the Wild Crane Valley in the Heishan Immortal Territory.
The Black Mountain Immortal Territory is close to the Northern Cold Immortal Territory, and was greatly affected by the gray world's attack.
The Wild Crane Valley is now desolate, with no one living there, and Mo Wuxue and Yu Ziqi, who chose to stay at the beginning, have disappeared.
Han Li and Nangong Wan sat beside the stone platform in the valley where people often gather, drinking fine wine.
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Black Soil Immortal Territory, Phantom Smoke Swamp.
Han Li and Nangong Wan walked among them, bursts of white mist drifted in the swamp, it was just an ordinary water mist, as soon as it touched the two of them, it would automatically go around from both sides.
"This is the entrance to the Ruins of the Mantra Gate. It seems that there is no hallucinogenic smoke?" Nangong Wan said.
"That kind of fog will only appear during a certain period of time," Han Li said.
His appearance is the same as in the past, but the temperament he exudes has changed a lot, and there is a sense of sharpness in his expression, which seems to be able to cut everything.
An inexplicable, unknown pressure emanated from Han Li, and all the living creatures within hundreds of miles lurked in the swamp, trembling.
"Husband, you said whether we can still enter the Ruins of the Mantra Gate, I am still very curious about it." Nangong Wan said.
"The relic of the Mantra Gate has been devoured by the crack in space. I'm afraid it has been completely destroyed, and it will be hard to see." Han Li shook his head.
"Then where are we going next, sir? Shall we continue to the Gray Realm? But now that the remains of the Mantra Gate have disappeared, how can we go to the Gray Realm?" Nangong Wan said.
"We won't go to the gray world." Han Li shook his head.
Back then, I was able to go to the gray world, thanks to the opening of the space channel connecting here to the gray world. Now the passage has long since been destroyed, and the Gray Realm is different from the Demon Realm, in another extremely distant interface. Even with his current cultivation level, it is not easy to go there.
Not only the Gray Realm, but also the Demon Realm.
Daoist Xie was defeated, and all the demon domains have now fallen into the hands of the demon lord. If he passes by at this moment, once the demon lord finds out, he will be in big trouble.
Han Li's face showed a look of deep thought. After these days of memories and training, his understanding of himself has become more and more profound, and he has a lot of confidence in cutting off his own corpse.
He considered whether to try cutting the corpse.
At this moment, a ray of light appeared in the distant sky, flying towards here.
Han Li glanced there, not surprised.
The phantom smoke swamp is full of aura and produces a lot of spiritual materials. When the hallucinogenic mist does not appear, many monks will enter it to hunt for treasures. They have encountered many on the way here.
Han Li didn't want to meet outsiders, so as not to spoil his self-realization state of mind, and was about to take Nangong Wan away.
At this moment, his eyes flashed, his face showed surprise, and he waved his hand to emit a golden light, leading Nangong Wan to meet that ray of light.
Seeing Han Li's grand escape light approaching, the cultivator in that ray of light was startled and stopped, revealing the figure of an old man in white robes.
With a flash of golden light, the two figures of Han Li appeared.
"Boy Li, it's you!" The white-haired old man pointed at Han Li with a shocked look on his face and exclaimed.
"Fellow Daoist Hu Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect to meet you here when I left the Black Wind Sea." Han Li said with a smile.
This old man in white robe is none other than Taoist Huyan.
"I didn't expect to meet you here. Your cultivation base has improved a lot. I can't see through it at all. What level has it reached now?" Daoist Hu Yan looked at Han Li and said, tsk tsk.
"I've experienced a lot in these years, and my cultivation level has improved a little bit. My friend Daoist, your cultivation level seems to have retreated a bit, but what's wrong with your cultivation?" Han Li asked.
Taoist Hu Yan's cultivation has now been reduced to the Real Immortal Realm, and only in the middle stage of the True Immortal Realm.
"Haha! Power and wealth are nothing but floating clouds, and supernatural powers are just dust, just a trivial matter." Daoist Huyan laughed, as if he didn't care about his lowering of cultivation.
"Fellow Daoist Hu Yan is still so transparent, I feel ashamed and admire it." Han Li laughed in his heart.
Taoist Hu Yan's remarks are somewhat similar to his self-improvement and comprehension these days, and the artistic conception is even higher than his own comprehension.
"What's so clear, I drank too much alcohol, my brain was ruined, and I don't care about anything anymore." Daoist Hu Yan scolded with a smile.
Nangong Wan saw the two laughing, although she had a smile on her face, she was already extremely surprised in her heart.
The Han Li in his memory had always been rather rigid when interacting with anyone, and he was rarely able to talk and laugh with others.
And it can be seen that the friendship between the two is very good.
"Ah, look at me, I was so busy talking to you that I forgot to ask you, who is this fairy?" Daoist Hu Yan looked at Nangong Wan, then at Han Li, and asked meaningfully.
"This is Wan'er, my Taoist partner. Wan'er, this is fellow Daoist Huyan, who helped me a lot back then." Han Li introduced each other.
"It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Huyan, little girl Nangong Wan, my husband was taken care of by you before." Nangong Wan bowed her knees.
"Fairy Nangong, it's a pleasure to meet you." Daoist Hu Yan winked at Han Li, and returned a salute to Nangong Wan solemnly.
"Fellow Daoist Hu Yan, I haven't seen you for so long, do you want to find a place to have a drink together?" Han Li asked with a smile.
"Where else are you looking for! If you two don't dislike it, why don't you stay in my residence for a while." Taoist Hu Yan said with a smile.
"That's good! Then go to the Daoist's house and ask for a glass of wine. I hope that your wine-making skills will not deteriorate over the years." Han Li naturally readily agreed to this, saying that Taoist is one of the few friends he can talk to. , I haven't seen you for a long time, and I really want to chat more.
"Haha, I dare not say what I have cultivated these years, but I have been thinking about the way of brewing wine every day! Let's go!"
Taoist Hu Yan was so happy that he almost danced when he saw Han Li's response, so he took the two of them and flew out of the Illusory Mist Swamp. After flying out of the swamp, a mountain range appeared in front of them.