The burly old man was entangled by a few bandits with long weapons around him, and he had no time to resist the oncoming arrows, and he was about to die in a rain of arrows.

At this moment, a fan-shaped golden lightning descended from the sky and swept on those arrows.

The sound of "bang" and "bang" was loud, and as soon as the arrows made of stainless steel touched the golden lightning, they all exploded and turned into green smoke.

The golden lightning then split apart, turning into hundreds of tiny bolts of lightning, striking those bandits with precision, and none of them fell.

There was a loud thunderclap!

The bandits were all blown away, and when they landed, their whole bodies convulsed violently and screamed, but no one died.

The burly old man was not struck by lightning, and stared blankly at the scene in front of him, a little unable to believe his eyes.

The golden lightning quickly drifted away, and the fallen bandits got up one after another after a struggle, and looked around in horror.

"Get out of here, let me see you plundering others again, and I won't spare you!" a majestic voice came from the sky.

The bandits, who had just gotten up, sat down on the ground again with frightened faces, and then ran away with all their farts and urine.

The burly old man looked at the fleeing bandits with hatred, and did not pursue them.

He was very old, and he was badly wounded, and he was weak.

In the middle of the air, a figure appeared, a man and a woman, who were none other than Han Li and Zi Ling.

"Immortal ......" The burly old man looked at the two people standing in the void, his face excited.

"I see that you are magnanimous, and you should not fall here, you and I met because of fate, so I rescued you. Han Li glanced at the burly old man and bowed his fingers.

A blue light shot out and sank into the old man's body.

The burly old man only felt a huge warm current injected into his body, and the fatigue of his body was swept away, and the wounds on his body healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his heart was surprised and happy.

"Thank you two immortals for saving each other, Xiang Zong is grateful!" the burly old man's expression recovered, and he bowed to Han Li and the others.

As the burly old man thanked him, an invisible force descended on Han Li.

He pinched the trick, and the thunder flashed around the two of them, and when the burly old man straightened up, they had already disappeared.

......

On a huge lake in the Flying Wings Wonderland, a large ship sails on it.

However, at this moment, the waves on the lake are rolling, and the black tentacles from the depths of the lake are tightly clamping the big boat, and it feels like the whole boat is crushed.

Fortunately, the material of the large ship was extremely strong, and although it gurgled, there was no sign of chipping.

There were dozens of people in the cabin of the big ship at the moment, looking like a group of tourists, huddled together and shivering.

The lake was churning violently, and a black beast emerged, which appeared to be an octopus troll of the opposite sex, opening its foul mouth and biting the big boat.

When everyone on the boat saw this, they immediately cried out.

A thunderclap exploded in mid-air, and a golden bolt of lightning slashed down and struck the octopus troll.

The octopus troll's neck was covered with flesh, and its body was swirled with electric arcs, and its mouth let out a frightened scream, and the tentacles that wrapped around the big ship immediately let go.

With a "whoosh", the giant body of the troll sank into the lake and disappeared.

Everyone on the boat escaped death and wept with joy.

In mid-air, the figures of Han Li and Zi Ling appeared, and Han Li still had a golden arc in his hand.

"Immortals, it was the immortals who saved us, come out and thank you......" Someone on the boat saw Han Li and Zi Ling and exclaimed in surprise, and ran out of the boat to bow down to Han Li and Zi Ling.

When the others heard this, they also hurriedly ran out and saluted Han Li and the others.

Han Li smiled at the corner of his mouth, and the golden thunder light on his body flashed and disappeared again.

......

Torrential rains in the Daqing Mountains in Beilu Prefecture have triggered landslides, and a small mountain village is about to be flooded by a torrent of mud and rocks.

A blue light suddenly fell from the sky, and the entire collapsed mountain peak was suddenly frozen, and the mudslide was also frozen, and the small village below the mountain was safe and sound.

The villagers who escaped were overjoyed, but they couldn't help but look at each other, not knowing what had happened.

In mid-air, a figure flickered, and the figures of Han Li and Purple Spirit appeared.

"Immortals, it's the immortals who have apparitions! The immortals have saved us......

......

Han Li was doing good deeds and saving people everywhere in the Flying Wing Immortal Realm, and twenty or thirty years passed in the blink of an eye.

He didn't know how many people he had saved, and his reputation gradually spread throughout the Flying Wing Immortal Domain, and in some places there were even mortals who built temples to worship Han Li.

And under the oral description of many people who were fortunate enough to see Han Li's true face, his appearance gradually became clear, and he was cast into various statues and enshrined in the temples and halls, and the incense was endless on weekdays.

Some immortal cultivators in the Flying Wing Immortal Domain also gradually heard the rumors, and sent people to investigate the frequent occurrence of immortals saving people in various places.

Han Li had no intention of entanglement with the Flying Wing Immortal Domain's immortal cultivation forces, so he quietly left with the Purple Spirit and headed for the nearby Immortal Domain.

In the sky above the Wild Realm outside the Flying Wing Immortal Domain, a flying boat was speeding forward, and Han Li closed his eyes and sat quietly, as if sensing something.

After a long time, he opened his eyes.

"Brother Han, how is the induction of the good corpse progressing?" Purple Spirit sat aside and asked when he saw Han Li wake up.

"It's okay, now I can barely sense the existence of a good corpse. Han Li said lightly, and there didn't seem to be much joy in his tone.

"Is there anything wrong?" Zi Ling asked softly as he sensed Han Li's emotions.

"There are indeed some problems, I have been doing good all these years, but I have received less and less blessings, especially in the last year, and there has been almost no response. Han Li's brows furrowed.

"How can this be?" Zi Lingqiao's face changed.

"I don't know. However, the good corpse in my body can barely sense it, and it is still far from the point of beheading the corpse, and I must find a solution no matter what, otherwise it will stop again. Han Li said in a deep voice.

Zi Ling nodded slowly and remained silent.

"I'm thinking about whether it's because of the small number of people I have saved recently and the lack of merit that will make the sense of the good corpse stagnate. Han Li said slowly.

"There is this possibility, but it may also be something else, by the way, Brother Han, which time did you get the most feedback for helping others?" Zi Ling's beautiful eyes flashed and asked.

"The most feedback? It should be the first time to save the pair of storytellers, and then to help others, not as high as the first time, or even almost nothing. Han Li was stunned for a moment, and said after thinking about it for a moment.

"I remember Brother Han, after you helped others, the number of people saved was far more than two on several occasions, it seems that it should not be a problem of numbers. Zi Ling shook his head.

"That makes sense, what is the difference between helping people for the first time and so many times later?" Han Li nodded slowly, sinking into a deep groan.

Zi Ling was also silent, as smart as her, and she didn't have any opinion on this mysterious and obscure reason for a while.

"Forget it, since you can't think of it, then don't bother thinking about it, it's not a small harvest to be able to have now, and then it's the same as before, let's look at the opportunity." Han Li thought about it for a long time, but he still didn't get anything, so he didn't bother thinking about it anymore.

Zi Ling also nodded, no longer thinking in vain.

Han Li pinched his trick a little, and a stream of golden light submerged into the flying boat under him.

The spirit patterns on the flying boat suddenly brightened tenfold, and the speed also surged, and the nearby void seemed to be about to be pierced.

After flying away like this for more than ten days, the two finally arrived at a new immortal realm.

This immortal realm is extremely lacking in spiritual energy, and it is much inferior to the Northern Han Immortal Realm, almost equivalent to the level of the spiritual realm.

"What a barren immortal realm......" Han Li's divine sense spread out, his brows furrowed quickly.

The area of this immortal domain is very small, less than half of the Flying Wing Immortal Domain, and his divine sense is enough to cover it all.

All over the fairy realm are traces of excavated ore veins, full of devastation, like a broken rag, the spiritual veins underground have been destroyed, no wonder the spiritual energy is so scarce.

The population of the immortal domain here is very small, whether it is monks or mortals, most of them are concentrated in a few specific areas, where the spiritual veins and landforms are not very damaged, and there are some remnants of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which can barely be used for monks to cultivate.

"What's the name of this Immortal Domain?" Han Li asked.

"The immortal domain here is the Hegang Immortal Domain, a long time ago, it was an immortal domain with abundant vitality and many mineral veins, but later the Heavenly Court sent people here to overexploit and destroy all the spiritual veins of this immortal domain, which led to the current situation. Zi Ling took out a piece of jade slip, and his divine sense probed into it, and said in his mouth.

"Heavenly Court ......" Han Li frowned slightly and muttered.

"Brother Han, do you want to continue to help people do good deeds in this immortal realm? This immortal realm is sparsely populated, but I am afraid that the efficiency is not high. Zi Ling looked at Han Li and asked.

"Let's take a look first, it's rare that there is such a desolate immortal realm in the True Immortal Realm. Han Li's eyes flashed slightly, and he said lightly.

Zi Ling nodded silently and didn't say anything.

Han Li pinched the trick, and the two of them were covered by golden thunder light, forming a thunder and lightning array.

The golden thunder flashed, and the figures of the two disappeared without a trace.

There is a huge basin in the northwest of Hegang Immortal Domain, which is thousands of miles in circumference.

Within the basin lies a huge city that occupies almost the entire basin, and the monks and mortals in the city live together.

Although the area of this city is not small, there is not much prosperity in the city, many places have been deserted, there is a faint smell of rust wafting in the air, there are not many people in the streets in the center of the city, there are few people in the shops, large and small, most people are hiding in their homes, whether monks or mortals.

The whole city was filled with a heavy twilight, like a dying old man, just waiting for death.

Outside the city, a flash of thunder flashed in the air, and the figures of Han Li and Zi Ling emerged.

The sky was gray and foggy, and no one noticed the thunder in mid-air.

Han Li looked at the city below, but a smile appeared on his face.

"Let's go, go down and have a look. Han Li said and flew away.

Zi Ling followed as he said, and the two of them landed on a street silently.

It was getting dark, and much of the city was in darkness, with only sporadic fires suggesting that there were still people living there.

The shops lining the street are occasionally lit up, illuminating a small area around it.

Han Li wandered aimlessly down the street, his eyes slightly closed, as if sensing something.

Zi Ling felt strange in his heart, but he didn't ask anything, and silently followed Han Li's side.