Regarding the conditions of the two Marquis of Nanlong, Wang Tiangu and other monks had no objections.

After all, regardless of the cultivation of the two of them, or the identity of the initiators, it is normal to get more treasures, and they all agreed silently.

In order to be afraid of long nights and dreams, everyone immediately agreed that they would set off immediately after two days of preparation without waiting for the end of the fair.

After everyone swore a demonic oath not to leak the matter, they left here one after another.

However, Han Li looked at the unusually confident appearance of Nan Longhou and the others, and he didn't seem to be afraid of the small movements of others.

Come to think of it, the address and the method of breaking the ban are in the hands of these two people, and with their scheming and supernatural powers, it is indeed difficult for others to think about anything.

And Han Li would agree to this trip, with his own thoughts.

Since he reached the Yuan Infant Stage, because there was no suitable pill to take, the progress of the Qingyuan Sword Technique could be described as a snail crawling.

Han Li estimated that if he relied on his own penance in the Cave Mansion, it was estimated that he would not have a life of two or three hundred years, and he would not want to cultivate to the peak of the early Yuan Infant period. As for whether it can enter the middle stage of the Yuan Infant in the future, it depends on the opportunity and creation. Qualifications are not the most important thing.

Because the Yuanying monk who can come this far, which one is not a person with extraordinary talent.

According to Han Li's original plan, as soon as this fair was over, he would retreat and practice the secret arts for more than a hundred years, and when all the exercises were completed, he would leave the cave mansion and travel everywhere to find some ancient cultivation ruins and heavenly treasures. Only in this way can it be possible to find a glimmer of opportunity to see if it can enter the next realm in advance.

Now there's a chance to get your hands on the famous Fallen Demon Valley treasures. How could Han Li give up.

Perhaps, this is his chance!

And the minds of the other people, I'm afraid he is not much different.

These primordial old monsters have been trapped in the early realm, and they don't know how many years. It will not miss any opportunity to break through.

And the demon cultivators who died in the Fallen Demon Valley were not ordinary ancient monks, and it was said that they were also the top existence among the ancient monks at that time. Leaving behind the earth exercises or pills is naturally not trivial.

That's it alone. They couldn't help but be unmoved.

However, since the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect will also go with him, if there is a chance to destroy the other party on the way. Han Li would naturally make a polite move.

As long as he wasn't caught red-handed by Wang Tiangu of the Ghost Spirit Gate. What else can the other party really do to him? You must know that the Demon Dao and his current Earth, Heaven and Dao Alliance were originally hostile.

Han Li pondered with murderous intent as he walked down a bluestone street towards his residence.

But he didn't know that in an alley a few streets away from him, Wang Tiangu was walking in front of him without hurry. Wang Chan and Yan Ruyan followed silently.

"When you go back, tell me in detail about the grievances between you and this world. Look at the man's appearance. It seems that the hatred for you has not gone, and you and your wife should not leave me too far in the future. In case the other party sneaks up. Wang Tiangu instructed slowly:

"Yes, Second Uncle. Unexpectedly, with a single thought, the little nephew actually set up a big enemy for himself. This person is in such a short period of time. It was really surprising to break through the bottleneck of Jiedan and Yuanying in a row!" Wang Chan replied respectfully. But as soon as he thought that Han Li was already a Yuanying Cultivator, he felt that his heart was blocked and he looked rather depressed.

"Hmph, you don't have to be too discouraged. With the supreme power of the blood spirit**, you and your wife join forces, and you don't necessarily have to be really afraid of this kid. And as long as the blood spirit ** breaks through the seventh layer, you and Ruyan can both condense the Yuan Baby. It's really hard to say who will find trouble with whom! This time I went to the Mulan grassland. You two need to be more careful. Even if I have something to do and have to leave you. Don't be left alone. Together, they should be able to protect themselves. Wang Tiangu said with a sneer.

"Thank you for your advice!" Wang Chan heard Wang Tiangu say. I felt a lot more relieved, and hurriedly thanked him.

"Hehe, brothers, I'm most optimistic about you. Otherwise, I wouldn't have brought you to the trade fair alone this time. However, that kid was originally a monk of Yellow Maple Valley, and it seems that the old ghost Linghu also came to participate in this trade fair in person. This kid won't have anything to do with that old ghost, right?" Wang Tiangu lowered his voice and muttered to himself. It seems that he is very jealous of the pair of Linghu Ancestors of Yellow Maple Valley.

When Wang Chan and Yan Ruyan heard this, they also looked at each other in surprise.

Han Li returned to his residence, and after sleeping for a night, he got up the next day and spent the whole day hastily purchasing all the materials he still needed to buy, and then told Mu Peiling to ask Lu Luo to bring this woman back with him.

Lu Luo heard that Han Li was planning to leave in a hurry before the trade fair was over. Naturally, he was stunned, but he saw that Han Li didn't mean to explain in detail, so he didn't ask the reason for it, and agreed in one bite.

This made Han Li have a lot of good feelings towards this Senior Brother Lu.

For the remaining day, Han Li didn't go anywhere, just meditated in the attic for a whole day.

When it was time to arrive, Han Li calmly left the attic and walked alone to a hill thousands of miles south of the Heavenly City of Khotan.

When they arrived there, the Marquis of Nanlong and the old man in white shirts were waiting there without the slightest doorman.

Especially the Marquis of Nanlong, even the purple robe and jade crown on his body have been replaced, and he is dressed as a pale yellow Confucian student.

In the next two or three hours, the rest of the people also arrived. But the last three of the Ghost Spirit Gate King Tiangu came together.

Seeing this, Han Li's face moved.

At the sentence of "departure" of the Marquis of Nanlong, a group of nine people quietly left Khotan Heavenly City and headed for the direction of the Mulan grassland in the south.

The country of Yu, where the city of Khotan is located, is not the country closest to the Mulan grassland. The countries adjacent to the Mulan Grassland of the Nine-Nation Alliance are not really bordering on the territory, but are separated by loess fields that stretch for nearly 10,000 miles.

This place is sparsely planted with vegetation, and the loess flies all year round, and the wind does not stop. Naturally, it has become a place where the Nine Nations Alliance and the Fa Warriors fight.

Over the years, tens of thousands of immortal cultivators have died in the land.

Not to mention the official time of engagement, even in normal times, this wasteland is also a dangerous and abnormal place.

For many reasons, there are many monks and priests on both sides of the land who wander back and forth in this land.

Some are for the sake of blatant murder and treasure grabbing, and some are for breaking through the bottleneck of cultivation between life and death.

Whatever the reason, one thing is the same. That is, the immortal cultivators who dare to come here are naturally quite confident in their own cultivation, far stronger than ordinary cultivators of the same level. Most of these people are monks in the foundation building period, and there are occasional battles between them.

Whenever these Dan-level existences appeared, those low-level immortal cultivators would immediately hide far away, for fear of harming the fish pond.

As for the old monster at the Yuan Infant level, it will not easily appear in such a small fight. So when Nan Longhou walked into this area with Han Li and the others, everyone didn't care. All of them treat this wasteland as if it were nothing!

The distance of 10,000 miles, for Han Li and the other Yuan Infant Stage cultivators, could easily pass through it in more than half a day, so a few people were not in a hurry, and just walked forward at an ordinary speed.

Nan Longhou and the white-shirted old man led the way in front, Wang Tiangu and the others broke off, and Han Li and the rest of the people flew in the middle in a scattered manner.

Along the way, I also found a few low-level monks, and a few of them naturally ignored them, and directly flew over their heads without a sound.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, the few of them had just been flying in the wilderness for nearly half an hour, and the old man in white shirt who was leading the way in front of him stopped for a moment.

"Brother Yun, what's wrong!" Nan Longhou couldn't help but ask in a daze. He and the old man in the white shirt took turns to let go of their divine sense to monitor the surroundings, so they asked this question.

"There seems to be a strong wind blowing in front of you, something is not quite right!" said the old man surnamed Yun, his eyes narrowed, and his face was solemn.

"Gale, what do you mean? It's not normal to have a little wind here?" Nan Longhou said a little strangely, and after speaking, he also released his divine consciousness and leaned into the distance. He knew that the old man in the white shirt would not say such a thing for no reason.

Han Li and the old woman in the back also heard what Nan Longhou and the others said clearly, and after glancing at each other, they also made their own moves.

Although I haven't really entered the Mulan Grassland yet, it's better to be careful. Several of them are people with strong divine sense, and no matter how detailed what others say, it is naturally better to rest assured that they will probe it in person.

As a result, when Han Li and the others released their divine senses forward, several people also showed a look of surprise and uncertainty on their faces.

"It's not that there's something wrong with the wind, it's definitely something's wrong. It's not a natural wind!" said the old woman with a gloomy face.

(Again, I'm going to think through the details of the outline.) So the update will be slower in the past two days. Forgive me. Now for this chapter. ）