Han Li touched his chin, and as soon as his divine sense swept away, the muttering voices and conversations of many people poured into his ears.

"Who is this man?"

"What an unfamiliar face, is it a new disciple?"

"Why did Uncle Mu come with this person?"

"This person is related to Uncle Mu, right? Uncle Mu, who has never walked with male monks, how could he come with this person!"

A series of questions and words of envy were all heard by Han Li sincerely.

Han Li's face was as usual, but he sighed in his heart. He then left the temple door and plunged into the crowd.

Even so, Han Li could still feel a lot of eyes on him.

"Senior Brother Han, I didn't expect to say goodbye that day, and now we meet again. At this moment, a seemingly bold voice suddenly came from behind him.

Han Li was stunned and glanced back.

I saw that a few feet behind him, there was a big man standing, it was a big man named "Du Dong".

At this moment, he was greeting Han Li with a smile on his face.

After a strange look flashed in Han Li's eyes, a smile appeared on his face, and he hugged his fist politely:

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Du. I don't know, Senior Brother is okay with Uncle Jiang!" The Uncle Jiang in Han Li's mouth was the white-haired old man who took the other party away that day.

"Yes, that's good. The big man smiled, seemingly honest. Han Li sneered a few times in his heart, but on the surface, he chatted with the other party about some of their respective experiences of breaking up.

Listening to what the other party said, it seemed that the white-haired old man thought that this person was very talented in making talismans. It means that it is necessary to re-cultivate. When he said this, Du Dong's face was happy, as if he was very excited.

When Han Li heard this, he felt some sympathy for the white-haired old man in his heart. If this person focuses on cultivating anyone, he has to cultivate this ill-intentioned guy. In the future, most of them will be implicated in it.

Thinking like this, Han Li naturally didn't mean to remind that Master Jiang. There is still no word to speak to the big man.

But at this moment, the big man suddenly said to Han Li with a mysterious look on his face:

"Senior Brother Han, do you know, Uncle Mu, who is specifically responsible for guiding you, is the number one beauty in our Tianquan Peak. Even in the entire Falling Cloud Sect, it can also be ranked among the top three. Now that you and Uncle Mu have arrived together, I'm afraid it has caused quite a commotion. ”

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's already!" Han Li smiled bitterly, glanced around, and said helplessly.

"However, Senior Brother and Uncle Mu came together. Uncle Shi has not told you anything related to this meeting? Du Dong's tone changed, and he seemed to ask casually.

"Oh! No, could it be that Senior Brother Du heard something, why don't you tell Senior Brother about it!" Han Li's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes changed to an expression that seemed to be smiling rather than smiling, and he glanced at the other party with great meaning.

Dahan originally smiled honestly. Under Han Li's glance, his heart suddenly picked up. Suddenly, there was a feeling that the other party had seen through the details.

I was suddenly shocked.

But then as soon as Han Li turned his head and looked in other directions, this feeling immediately disappeared without a trace. As if it was an illusion, it made this person secretly suspicious.

However, because of this, the Great Han also faintly didn't dare to stay with Han Li anymore, and after smiling and saying a few more words to Han Li, he took his leave and walked towards another Tianquan Peak monk who was familiar with him.

Han Li looked at his departing figure, a look of sarcasm flashed across his face, and at this moment. The voice of Silver Moon came to mind.

"Brother Han, are you deliberately shocking the other party, aren't you afraid that this person will become suspicious of you in the future, which will be unfavorable to you?"

"This person's identity is unknown, but it's definitely not a good thing to be in the Luoyun Sect. I didn't want to have more contact with him, and I let him distance himself from me. Better in case something really happens. Save me from implicating me. As for some suspicions, what does it matter? He himself has a ghost in his heart, and what can he do to me. At most, it's just a little more careful with me. Even if they tried to sneak up on me, do you think this person would succeed? I just don't want to have anything to do with him anymore. Han Li slowly replied with his divine thoughts.

Hearing Han Li's words, Silver Moon fell silent. Obviously, he also admitted that there was some truth in Han Li's words.

After all, this Du Dong really wants to do some shady plot in the Luoyun Sect, in case the incident happens in the future. Senior brothers who are too close to him will definitely be noticed and suspected by the high-level in the sect.

This was not something Han Lile had ever seen.

So, in the following time. Han Li was alone and looked at the low-level disciples here.

Some of these people are old friends and young people. There are men and women. The older ones don't necessarily have a high level of cultivation, and the younger ones also have reached the twelfth or thirteenth layer of the Qi refining period.

Among them are also quite a few young women with good looks. It was quite eye-catching in the crowd. However, every nun of appropriate age was almost always followed by several male friars of similar age. It seems that this Luoyun Sect, like other sects, young and beautiful female monks are very sought after.

Just as Han Li was pondering, the door of the hall finally opened.

Then a majestic voice came from inside, which made people awe-inspired.

"Tianquan Peak disciples, all enter the hall!" This faint man's voice was none other than the peak master of Tianquan Peak, the mid-stage monk surnamed Xin Jiedan, whom he had met that day.

When the disciples outside the sect heard this, they immediately bent down together and said respectfully:

"Obey the orders of the ancestors!" Then everyone immediately rushed in two or two places.

Because Han Li was the last to enter, he naturally consciously entered the Heart Washing Hall with Na Du Dong last.

The area of this hall is extremely wide, three or four hundred zhang wide. In addition to dozens of tall columns, there are only two chairs in the middle of the front.

The rest of the place was empty, and the pillars were inlaid with pieces of polished prismatic moonstones, radiating a faint soft white light.

On the two chairs sat two monks, one was a man in white with an elegant face, and the other was an old man in gray with a head full of messy hair and a somewhat hideous face.

A little in front of the two chairs, there were more than a dozen foundation-building monks standing side by side, standing in two columns.

The woman surnamed Mu, who was cold and unusual, and the young man surnamed Yu, who led Han Li to the entrance, were both standing in the same column, while the young man surnamed Miao, who had tested them with a heart talisman that day, stood at the head of the opposite column, his face still full of sickness, as if he was weak.

As soon as the disciples entered the main hall, the two people sitting on the chairs immediately saluted in unison again.

"See Master Xin, Master Yu, two ancestors!"

"That's it, get up!" said the middle-aged man sitting in the middle with a smile, and then waved his hand to make all the disciples stand up.

The low-level disciples below respectfully stood in two rows on both sides of the main hall, and Han Li and Na Du Dong happened to be standing close to the hall gate.

Han Li used his divine sense to glance at the hideous-looking old man, and it turned out that the other party was just a cultivator in the early stage of the Yudan. This is the deputy peak master "Uncle Yu", who has long been famous, but has never been seen.

Han Li only glanced at it twice, and then he no longer took it to heart and withdrew his divine sense.

At this time, the peak master, surnamed Xin, had already slowly spoken.

"This time, I'm calling you all here. Presumably some disciples have already guessed a few points. Yes, yesterday this gate just officially received a circular letter from the ancient sword gate. This sword test will be held in half a year. Because the last time it happened to be held in this gate. So this time, the venue of the conference was held in the Baiqiaoyuan Temple, which is connected with the same qi. We and the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect who participated in the competition are going to the Yunmeng West Vein to participate in the conference. However, because according to the previous convention. This sword test conference can only be contested by 30 people from each of the three factions, and the top 10 will be given heavy prizes in the end. Therefore, we have to make an internal selection before we can decide who will participate in the competition. The middle-aged man said this calmly, his voice paused slightly, and then continued:

"Of course, there are six places among them, and one person designated by each of our six peak masters can participate directly without competition. The remaining twenty-four places will be contested by the qualified disciples of each peak. Then the winning disciple will be personally selected by the elders in the sect with the rest of the time. Yesterday, several of our peak masters had already discussed with the head of the sect, and the competition within the sect would be held in a month. But before that, I would like to give a reminder to the disciples who don't know much about the sword trial conference. Disciples who are over thirty years old, or who have not even cultivated to the tenth level of the Qi refining period, are prohibited from participating in the competition. There are no other restrictions. Now give everyone a piece of incense time to consider, all disciples who think they are qualified and are willing to participate in the competition can stand up on their own. I have something else to say. By the way, this time there is no need to compete directly for the disciples, and you Master Yu and I have already jointly designated your Uncle Mu. Alright, Jun'er, let's start lighting incense. ”

"Yes, master. The young man surnamed Yu immediately stood up, and quickly took out a bronze tripod from the storage bag and put it in the middle of the main hall.

Then he put a stick of sandalwood on it, and with a flash of fire in his hand, he lit it.

A puff of green smoke rose into the air.