"Father didn't say it, it's just that Feng Qingshui is a Dao Ancestor level existence after all, and your cultivation is ......," Jiao San hesitated.

Hearing this, Han Li no longer deliberately suppressed the aura on his body, and an incomparably coercive pressure was instantly released, and the golden light around his body flowed, like a golden cast.

Although under its deliberate control, this coercion was only limited to a hundred zhang around him, but in this side of heaven and earth, the flow of heaven and earth vitality also seemed to be between his thoughts.

He seemed to be the master, and although he stood still, he made people feel a great shock when they looked at him.

The cultivation that belonged to the peak of the later stage of Da Luo was revealed at this moment.

Jiao San only felt an invisible coercion rushing towards him, and unconsciously took two steps back, and his heart was shocked, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

"I really didn't expect you to be able to change so much in just these years. No wonder...... No wonder his father ......" Jiao San took a deep breath and said slowly, but in the end, he seemed to have some desire to say something, and he didn't continue after all.

"He faces Heavenly Court directly, and he can attract most of the attention, if I go to Feng Qingshui, it will be a breakthrough, I just hope that he will not be in Heavenly Court at this moment. Han Li suppressed his aura again and said.

"At present, he is indeed not in the Middle Earth Immortal Domain, but in another large Immortal Domain, the Longyuan Immortal Domain, and he has been in retreat in the Fog Dragon Sect he founded, and he has been in retreat for some days. Jiao San said.

"That's right, you sort out what I want for me, and I'll leave tomorrow. Han Li said.

"Good. When are you going to leave, I'll go with you. Jiao San said.

"You can't go. Han Li immediately said.

"Why can't I go, my mother kisses her......" Before Jiao San's words could be finished, he was interrupted by Han Li.

"Since she chose to be Nangong Wan, even if she can't be your mother, 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 have to go. Jiao San said.

"With your current cultivation, you can't help if you go. Besides, I still want you to help me send the purple spirit to the demon realm. Han Li didn't have the slightest tact, and said directly.

When Jiao San heard this, his expression really darkened.

"That's it, with my cultivation, going will only drag you down. But Zi Ling, she...... Why do you want to go to the Demon Realm?" Jiao San looked puzzled, and asked Chi Qian.

"What's wrong?" Han Li hurriedly asked, sensing something strange.

"Don't you know about the Demon Realm? If Zi Ling is going to find Shi Piercing them, then there is no need. Jiao San frowned and said slowly.

When Zi Ling heard this, his expression changed slightly, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

"What the hell is going on?" Han Li asked with a blank stare.

"It has been more than a thousand years since the outbreak of civil war in the Demon Realm, and it has been fought particularly fiercely in the past hundred years, in the final battle seven years ago, the entire Yeyang City was destroyed, and a Scaly Sky Realm was completely wiped out, and the Stone Sky Solution that Shi Pierced Sky followed was defeated. Jiao San sighed and said quietly.

"What happened to the Stone Void Splitter and the Stone Piercing Void, is there any news of them?" Han Li asked.

"The Demon Realm is now locked up, and it's hard to have any news come out, and the last news I got was that Shikong was invincible to the Demon Lord, and he was already dead. Shi Chuankong didn't say that he was dead, but his whereabouts were also unknown, and there was no trace. Jiao San said.

The crab people were killed in battle, and Shi Chuankong disappeared......

Han Li only felt that the sea of knowledge sank, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"It's been seven years since that big battle, and there's still no news coming out?" Zi Ling asked.

"It was the Demon Lord who personally ordered the Demon Realm to be completely closed, and he didn't say when it would be reopened, and now no news can get in, and no news can come out. Jiao San shook his head and said.

"Leave this matter aside for the time being, when I come back from Heavenly Court, I will go to the Demon Realm to find out. Han Lichang let out a long breath, his face was grim, and he spoke.

Jiao San didn't say anything more, just nodded.

"In that case, you should stay in the underworld for the rest of the world and wait for us to return. Han Li said to Zi Ling.

Zi Lingmian was worried, but still nodded.

"By the way, what about the Crying Soul, do you have any news of her?" Han Li asked.

She ...... She went to the Abyss of Fallen Souls. Jiao San replied.

"The Abyss of Fallen Souls...... What kind of place is that?" Han Li asked.

"A true Jedi in the Netherworld, a place that even his father had never set foot in. She said that there was the avenue she was really looking for, and I had tried to dissuade it, but I couldn't stop it. Jiao San said.

"How long have you been there?" Han Li asked.

"I went there more than 100 years ago, and I haven't returned. Jiao San said.

Han Li's eyes closed, and a white light lit up at the center of his eyebrows, flickering faintly for a moment before opening them again.

"How's that?" Zi Ling asked.

"The connection between the divine mind has also been disconnected......," Han Li muttered.

"It is rumored that the Abyss of Fallen Souls is a place for ghosts to wander, not to mention being so far apart, even if they are also in the abyss, don't think about sensing each other. Jiao San said.

"This is the path that the soul chooses for herself, and you have to believe in her. Zi Ling tugged at his arm and persuaded.

Hearing this, Han Li was silent for a long time before nodding.

Like the Golden Boy, the Crying Soul has his own path to follow, just as he himself has a path to face the Heavenly Court.

"Early tomorrow morning, I will set off for the Longyuan Immortal Domain, and when the time comes, you will sort out the news about Feng Qingshui to me. Han Li looked at Jiao San and said.

......

It's night.

Above 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 had not looked up at for an unknown number of years.

It's a pity that the sky is dark tonight, there are few stars above the sky, and even the waning moon is obscured by dark clouds, and everything is shrouded in a hazy light.

Han Li retracted his gaze and stared at the woman snuggling beside him, only to see that in this dim light and shadow, Purple Spirit's beautiful face was still as pure as jade, reflecting a faint light.

The outline of her side face is a little blurred in such moonlight, but it has a different kind of beauty.

"Purple Spirit, I'm ......" Han Li couldn't help but let out a soft call and raised his hand to touch her cheek.

For Purple Spirit, Han Li felt somewhat guilty.

They met and knew each other back then, and they cherished each other, more like confidants, they were golden wind and jade dew, but there were countless victories in the world.

It's just that, due to various reasons, they have always been strangers to each other.

"Needless to say, I'm satisfied that I can enjoy the tranquility of the moment. Zi Ling didn't turn around, his eyes were still looking at the sky, and he said softly.

When Han Li heard this, a smile immediately appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After a moment, Zi Ling reached out and pulled one of Han Li's arms and pillowed it behind his head.

"This time, you must be very careful, bring Sister Wan'er back unharmed, I won't go anywhere, I will wait here for you to come back." Zi Ling raised his head slightly, looked at Han Li, and said.

Han Li glanced down at the Purple Spirit, who had buried his head in his chest, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, in his impression, the Purple Spirit had always been a sassy and neat woman, and it was rare for him to behave like this today.

"Do you know what the previous life I saw in the Six Realms of Reincarnation was like?" Zi Ling asked.

"What is it like?" Han immediately asked.

For this question, he wanted to ask it before, but Zi Ling's state was not good at that time, so he didn't ask.

"In fact, there are no strong winds and waves, and there is no hardship in life. On the contrary, in the previous life, I was just a mortal woman with no spiritual roots in the human world, and I was only a short lifespan of a hundred years. In that life, I have been waiting for a person, from the cardamom years to the ancient armor, and after waiting for a lifetime, that person has not appeared. Zi Ling said slowly.

After speaking, she stared into 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 shadow in his dream many years ago, but he couldn't remember the face clearly.

In a trance, his arm around the back of Zi Ling's neck stroked down one of her long silky hair, gently holding her shoulder.

Purple Spirit's body trembled slightly, but then he loosened up again, snuggled into Han Li's arms, and muttered:

"So...... I am already very satisfied in this life, 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 shining with water, shining with a little light, like two starry skies, which were so beautiful that they were intoxicating.

At this moment, the night wind suddenly rose, blowing a cluster of dark clouds past, blocking the last rays of moonlight.

The entire Huangquan Daze fell into darkness, and the hazy and faint phosphorus fire in the four fields slowly rose from all over the lake, reflecting the surrounding green.

After a moment of silence, it suddenly began to rain in the sky.

The rain of the underworld is naturally different from the fairy world.

There is a lot of gloomy smell in the rain, so the rain is also more stagnant, although it will not be harmful to the body, but it is not a beautiful 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 the dark clouds back.

Zi Ling raised his hand and grabbed his arm, and said in a soft voice as thin as a mosquito, "Carry me back." ”

"No longer ......"

Before Han Li finished speaking, he looked down and saw that Zi Ling's cheeks were already flushed, and he instantly understood what she meant.

He stopped talking, put one hand around her back, and the other gently passed through the crook of her leg, picked her up sideways, and walked towards the hall.

The night is getting deeper, and the island in the middle of the lake is over, and the ** gathering, the momentum is gradually getting bigger.

......

The night rain was like a curtain, and it rained all night, sometimes driek, sometimes windy.

The wind and rain intertwined, pouring the earth in the silent night sky, making this night in the underworld a little different.

In the early morning, the clouds and rain stopped.

Han Li opened his eyes and looked at the graceful figure that was still asleep beside him, as well as the face that was captivating the country and the city, and he didn't look away for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he didn't know what to say, and finally turned into a sigh.

He got up, changed into a new green robe, and stood by the bed for a long time, before finally turning and walking towards the door.

On the bed, Ziling's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a crystal teardrop slowly trickled down his cheek, leaving a thin tear stain.

Han Li walked to the door, suddenly looked back, glanced in the direction of the bed again, and saw that Zi Ling was still asleep, and walked out and gently closed the door.

The flickering candlelight in the room flickered for a moment, and then silence returned.

When he came to the gate of the temple, Gan Jiuzhen was already waiting there.

"All ready?" Han Li stepped forward and asked.

"What about Zi Ling, won't I say goodbye to you today?" Gan Jiuzhen looked behind Han Li and asked.

"I have already said the words of separation last night, and 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 did not ask anything more.

With a flick 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 it and looked at it, wondering.

"The Longyuan Immortal Domain is one of the three ** Immortal Domains, and it can lead to the Middle Earth Immortal Domain. At this time, if you take the Bodhi Order, you will say that you are going to the Middle-earth Immortal Domain to participate in the Bodhi Banquet, which is more effective than any customs clearance documents, and you can save a lot of trouble. Gan Jiuzhen said.

"You've thought it through. Han Li nodded, and with a flick of his wrist, he put it away.

"All were commanded by my father before he left. That jade slip recorded how to go to the Longyuan Immortal Domain, and also recorded some news about Feng Qingshui, I hope it can help you. Gan Jiuzhen said.

"There's these, that's enough. Han Li said after taking a look at it.

"I must save my mother. Gan Jiuzhen pursed his lips and solemnly instructed.

"Yes. Han Li nodded and said.

After saying that, he pinched the magic with both hands, and only said "go", and immediately above the nine heavens, there was a Dao golden thunder falling heavily.

After a "zila" sound, Han Li's figure had already disappeared in place.

The spatial fluctuations in front of Gan Jiuzhen were still stirring, and her eyes were full of worry when she looked into the distance.