"Brother Han, what are we doing in this place?" After a long time, seeing that Han Li was still strolling around the city, Zi Ling couldn't help but ask.

Looking at Han Li's appearance, it didn't look like he wanted to help others do good.

"The true immortal realm is full of aura, no matter how big or small the major immortal realms are, they are basically a prosperous scene, but it is rare to see such a desolate and decayed place as in front of me, I want to feel the special atmosphere of this place. Han Li said.

"What's so good about the atmosphere of such a deserted city?" Zi Ling looked at the desolate scene around, his nose wrinkled, and he sneered.

Han Li hesitated for a moment, but didn't say anything more, just shook his head.

In fact, what he did when he came here was related to the alchemy technique given by the "Reincarnation Hall Master" before, to be precise, it was mainly for the cultivation of the seventh layer.

The cultivation of the seventh layer of alchemy is different from the first six layers, it is much more complicated, it is not enough to have talent and perseverance, but also to see all kinds of life, understand the mentality of thousands of people in the world, successful people, failed people, rich people, down-and-out people, etc., so as to refine the state of mind, so that the divine soul can reach the point of inclusiveness, in order to cultivate smoothly.

He has traveled around with Zi Ling over the 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 complex state of mind.

After reaching the sixth level of alchemy, Han Li could also sense what the other party was thinking through the fluctuations of a person's divine soul, just like a crying soul.

The people of this ruined city were full of twilight atmosphere, very different from the thriving state of other places, and it was quite rare, so he came here to take a good feel for it.

Of course, these things can't be known to Zi Ling yet.

Purple Ling's beautiful eyes flickered, and he didn't ask any more questions, quietly following behind Han Li.

Han Li walked around this deserted city like this all night before he opened his eyes and his expression returned to normal.

"It's over?" asked the purple spirit.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting for me all night. Han Li nodded and said.

"It's nothing, but what are you going to do next, continue to do good?" Zi Ling asked, shaking his head.

Han Li smiled noncommittally, and his divine sense spread.

Soon his eyebrows moved, and he pinched the trick to urge the thunder array.

The figures of the two disappeared from the same place in an instant, and the next moment they appeared in the sky above a small courtyard in the city.

Seven or eight strong men in the courtyard were besieging an old man, as if they wanted to snatch something.

"Stop!" Han Li snorted coldly, bending his fingers.

A bolt of lightning shot out of his hand and hit the ground nearby.

There was a loud "bang", and a large crater was punched out of the ground, and the wave of air set off shook the sturdy people away.

Han Li didn't dare to kill any more in order to kill the good corpse at this moment, so as not to shake the trace of kindness that had finally been born in his heart, and even over the years, he had not even killed a beast.

When those few people saw Han Li and Purple Spirit standing in the void, they were already so frightened that their faces were pale, and it wasn't just anyone who shouted, everyone immediately rushed away with their heads in their hands, and the old man also hurried over to thank him after being stunned at first.

Han Li's brows furrowed slightly, although his move had obviously helped the old man, it had not seen the power of invisible good thoughts.

He just bowed his head slightly to the old man, and then cast a thunderbolt to leave, teleporting to the next place of dispute.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had been in this deserted city for half a month, and Han Li had done hundreds of good deeds, but the power of good thoughts never appeared again.

In a relatively clean teahouse in the deserted city, Han Li and Purple Spirit sat opposite each other.

Han Li had a cup of white mist spiritual tea in his hand, and the fragrance of the tea was overflowing, but his face was gloomy and he didn't taste it.

Zi Ling didn't drink any tea, but was looking through a thick book.

It was a book that Han Li had obtained from the Hall of Reincarnation that expounded the concept of good and evil, and when Zi Ling saw it, he wanted to find some solution that could help Han Li solve his current predicament.

At this time, it was early afternoon, but there were no guests in the teahouse, only Han Li and Zi Ling, who were very clean.

"Two guest officers, is this tea not to your taste? Do you want to change to another?" asked a middle-aged man with a clear appearance, smiling.

Although this person is the shopkeeper of this teahouse, he is actually a Mahayana monk, and for some reason he lived in seclusion here and made a living in the mundane world.

Its cultivation was actually not low for this area, after all, one step further would allow him to become a true immortal, but in front of Han Li, he naturally couldn't hide his identity.

"No need, the taste of this tea is acceptable, but the two of us have some troubles, and I don't want to taste it, but it is a waste of the shopkeeper's craftsmanship. Han Li shook his head and said with a light smile.

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 bow his head and flip through the book.

"Hehe, the two of you have some worries, so it's really a little wrong to drink this fragrant and frivolous fog tea, I happen to have a kind of Qingxin tea here, you two can try it. The shopkeeper said to himself, and without waiting for Han Li to respond, he turned around and walked towards the inner room.

A moment later, he walked out with two cups of turquoise spirit tea and placed them in the hands of the two of them.

Emerald Ling tea has almost no taste, like two cups of clear water.

Han Li's eyes lit up slightly, he became a little interested, picked up the teacup and tasted it, a cool taste of tea emerged from between his mouth and tongue, and then poured into his body along the tea, spreading out.

The boredom in his heart dissipated a lot with the spread of this tea smell.

"The shopkeeper is really a good tea artist. Han Li exclaimed.

"Daoist friends have an overreputation, looking at the appearance and temperament of the two, they should also be monks, and they don't seem to be from Xiangyi?"

"The shopkeeper has a good eye, we are indeed from outside, in Xia Han Li, this is Zi Ling. Han Li's eyes flashed slightly, and he didn't hide it.

"It turned out to be Han Daoyou, Purple Spirit Daoyou, who was leaving the sea. "The shopkeeper hugged his fists.

Zi Ling raised his head from the book, glanced at the shopkeeper, nodded slightly, and soon immersed himself in the book again.

"Away from the shopkeeper, there is no one in the store at the moment, you might as well sit down and chat. Han Li raised his hand to invite.

Lihai didn't shirk and sat down next to him.

"How did you tell that the two of us were outsiders?" Han Li asked.

"The two Taoist friends are full of energy, like the rising sun in the east, full of vitality, very different from the people of the Runan Continent where this small city of Xiangyi is located, and they should come from a more distant place. As long as you have lived here for a long time, you can see it at a glance, and it is not surprising. Lihai said with a smile.

"Han admires the shopkeeper's gaze like a torch, but is it so twilight everywhere now?" Han Li asked.

"It's a long story, actually. The spiritual veins in this continent were excavated tens of thousands of years ago, and the foundation was broken, and the situation naturally deteriorated, and those who could leave left, and the rest were powerless, or people who were attached to their homeland, and naturally had no vitality at all. Lihai sighed and said.

"Presumably it's not just this continent, right?" Han Li said.

"That's right, it seems that Han Daoyou has really been to a lot of places. The shopkeeper nodded.

"You shouldn't be a native of the shopkeeper, or rather, you're not from this Immortal Realm, right?" Han Li nodded slowly, suddenly put down the teacup, and chuckled.

"Oh, how can you see it?" the shopkeeper looked slightly surprised.

"Although Han doesn't know the tea ceremony, he has also heard of the Green Narcissus Domain, which is adjacent to this Hegang Immortal Domain, and is the best at concocting spiritual tea. It is said that in order to improve the skill of making spiritual tea, some tea ceremony masters in the Green Narcissus Domain have created a lot of special exercises to assist in making tea, among which the most widely spread is a "Green Water Ginseng Recipe...... The water attribute exercise of the shopkeeper is very similar to the rumored "Green Water Ginseng Combination". Moreover, the layout in your teahouse seems to be local on the whole, but the subtleties still reveal some characteristics of the Green Narcissus Domain, so Han Mou took the liberty of asserting it, I don't know if it's right?" Han Li said with a smile.

"Your Excellency also has good eyesight! Yes, it is indeed from the Green Narcissus Domain. Lihai exclaimed, but there was a little more reverence in his eyes.

Although he didn't see Han Li's cultivation at first, he only felt that the other party might have used some kind of secret technique to disguise his aura, but now it seems that a person who can freely travel to and from various immortal realms and can see his own cultivation at a glance is at least a true immortal, or even above the Golden Immortal Realm, so he naturally can't help but be in awe.

But at the same time, he could see that Han Li didn't intend to reveal his identity, so he didn't ask too much.

"The shopkeeper's tea-making skills are good, why would he abandon the resourceful Green Narcissus Domain and come to a barren Immortal Domain like Hegang instead?" Han Li asked strangely.

"Daoist friends look up to me, in this tea-making skill, plus the cultivation has been unable to break through the bottleneck for a long time, it is only the last stream in the Green Narcissus Domain. It's a pity that he has always fallen short...... Hey, I don't want to mention the past, but now I just want to be able to live with peace of mind, and I don't have to be confused about the future all day long, so I'm satisfied. Lihai smiled bitterly and said.

Han Li looked at the shopkeeper, feeling the other party's mood fluctuations, and nodded silently.

"Don't talk about me, the two of you are here, you should have something to do, right? I have been here for many years, although my cultivation is not high, but I am quite familiar with the situation in various places, and I may be able to help the two of you. Lihai looked at Han Li and asked.

"Thank you for leaving the shopkeeper Gu Dao, it's just that what Han has to do is a little special, and outsiders can't help. Han Li shook his head and said.

In this case, I can only wish Han Daoyou all the best, and if you need to help, just ask. Lihai patted his chest and said.

"Thank you. Han Li could feel that Lihai's words were sincere, and he arched his hand.

"Is Uncle Leave?" At this moment, a voice came from outside the store, but it was a young man who looked quite stocky.

The boy was a mortal, dressed in shabby clothes, and stood timidly outside the teahouse, without stepping inside.

"Han Daoyou, Purple Spirit Daoyou sit here and say goodbye first. Lihai glanced outside, said goodbye 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 look casually outside the teahouse.