Seeing that the two were about to make a move, the others subconsciously took a few steps back and held their breath.

A fight with a cultivator with such a high Qi refining period like this was really a rare thing for them.

But for Han Li, dealing with such a Qi Refining Stage Immortal was really not of much interest. Just stand there with your hands behind your back, waiting for the other person to make a move.

The middle-aged man named Ma Yulin was furious when he saw Han Li looking so careless.

Without saying a word, the one held up the small fork, chanting words in his mouth, and the other hand pinched the law.

A moment later, after the little fork trembled slightly, it emitted a faint spiritual light, and suddenly turned into a yellow light and shot straight towards Han Li.

Han Li's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't mean to use the magic weapon at all, and as soon as he calmly raised his hand, more than a dozen talismans shot out from between his fingers at the same time, instantly turning into more than a dozen fist big red fireballs, and a series of yellow mangs greeted him.

Seeing this, Ma Yulin sneered in his heart.

This Yellow Wind Fork of his is a mid-level magic weapon given by his master, and it may be able to be resisted by some small fireballs.

However, despite this thought, he was still reluctant to fight hard, so as not to damage the magic weapon in the slightest. Immediately, with a pinching of both hands, Huang Mang suddenly turned, drawing an arc to bypass the fireball and attack the opponent from one side.

Han Li smiled slightly, and casually pointed in the air.

These fireballs were eaten at the same time. Gather together in the air again. A wheel-like cloud of fire condensed. It is then deformed. Turned into a long fire python and came out. In a flash of red light, the python shot out quickly. A plate of body. He wrapped the yellow mangs that the flying fork had turned into in them.

Ma Yulin was taken aback. Hurriedly poured all his spiritual power into the magic weapon. I want the flying fork to come out of the way.

But plugging in the yellow light only for a moment. In the intertwining flickering, it was tightened by the fire python. The aura dimmed instantly. There was even a low roar. This is clearly a precursor to the destruction of the magic weapon.

"Stop! Daoist friends have high mana. Ma admits defeat!" I can't give up my own magic weapon at all. Hurriedly turned hungry and shouted loudly.

Han Li heard this. Smiled indifferently. Shoot your finger at the sky. The fire python circled and let go of the flying fork. Then it burst open with a thud. Turned into a little flame. Disappeared without a trace.

Han Li had no trouble defeating such a high-altitude opponent as Xiu Wei. The three girls in the pavilion were surprised and delighted.

And Wu Xiaoyu, the big man opposite, had an ugly face, and muttered hesitantly to his senior brother:

"Senior Brother Ma, this is ......"

"Forget it, Senior Brother Wu! You also saw that there are high-ranking people on the other side. I even used Huang Fengcha, and I am not an opponent at all. This can only mean that your nephew's life should be like this. Ma Yulin interrupted Dahan's words without saying anything.

He took back the artifact, and after checking it, it was not damaged, so he felt a little at ease. However, he was in awe of Han Li's supernatural powers, and he immediately did not want to wade into the troubled waters this time.

When Wu Xiaoyu heard his senior brother say this, he was naturally full of reluctance, but even the senior brother of the tenth layer of the Qi refining period was not the opponent of the other party, so he was naturally even more unlucky.

Naturally, there is nothing to say about below.

The two disciples of the Sharp Spirit Sect, the stupid imperial weapon left the mountain peak and went down the mountain.

However, Cao Mengrong's three daughters surrounded Han Li and asked about the spell he had just cast.

Han Li casually found an excuse where practice makes perfect, and explained some of the tricks of manipulation when casting low-level spells, and only then did he deal with the past vaguely.

But then, the two women in Taoist costumes began to sincerely ask Han Li for some difficult questions about the exercises, and Han Li also answered them one by one.

Time passed little by little, and when it was getting late, the third daughter naturally didn't want to stay for a long time, so she had to leave with some reluctance.

One night later, when the three daughters came back, there was no one in the hut, leaving only a letter of farewell.

After Cao Mengrong read the letter, people couldn't help but be stunned. For some reason, Han Li's sudden departure made this woman's heart empty, and there was an indescribable discomfort.

Her two senior sisters seemed to see something at this time, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

......

Thousands of miles away, Han Li was slowly flying with the Imperial Weapon while he was talking to the Great Yan Divine Monarch in his divine sense.

"Han boy, do you really want to go to Jiangling Mansion first and open the Feng Family's Secret Grotto?" asked Dayan Divine Monarch.

"Of course, the effect of the five ghosts locking the gods** doesn't know when it will fail, so naturally we have to find Buddhist exercises first to relieve the evil qi.

Otherwise, this matter is like a maggot attached to the bone, and it will not be possible to recover the mana with peace of mind. Han Li replied leisurely.

"I advise you not to put too much hope on this. I don't quite believe that a small family of Buddha cultivation can really have high-level exercises to dispel evil qi. As if he deliberately wanted to pour a basin of cold water on Han Li, Dayan Divine Monarch said lightly.

"Of course I know about it. But the Feng Family's Secret Grotto is also the easiest to deal with. If you can find the best, if you can't, you can only go to those famous Buddhist temples. But with my current cultivation, the difficulty is not ordinary. Han wrinkled and said slowly.

"Hmph! After your cultivation has been greatly reduced, many simple things have become difficult to do. If you still have the mid-Yuan Infant cultivation and go directly to the Buddha Sect, those bald heads may directly sell you the face of such a Yuan Infant Monk. Dayan Shenjun snorted a few times and said.

When Han Li heard this, he could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

Buddhism is said to be a very exclusive Buddhist sect, even if he still has the cultivation of the middle of the Yuan Infant, how can the Buddhism easily leak the high-level exercises of this sect. It's really not good, he can only find a way to infiltrate the Buddha and see if he can steal a copy and come out.

However, the thought that he would have to be ordained in order to blend into the Buddha Gate made Han Li a little speechless.

Maybe it's easier to go to Confucianism and find a way to get rid of evil qi. Han Li was depressed and couldn't help but think like this.

......

Guanning Mansion was far away in the westernmost part of Liaozhou, not ordinarily far away from Wuyuan Mansion, and Han Li's imperial weapon flew for more than ten days before finally entering the boundary of Guanning Mansion.

Along the way, Han Li didn't encounter any high-level immortal cultivators, only a few occasional imperial weapons from the Qi Refining Period and Foundation Building Period were seen from a distance, and Han Li didn't bother to avoid them, just hurried away.

After a few more days of flying, the mortals on the ground gradually became scarce, and the scenery began to become desolate. It's like you've arrived in the middle of nowhere.

But two days later, Han Li finally dropped his magic weapon at a place called Falcon Cloud Town, and slowly walked into the town along a dirt road.

The town is much more modest than the other towns you've seen on the road. Not only is the area small, there are only three or four streets crisscrossing it, and most of the houses are made of yellow mud and wooden strips, which looks a little dirty and messy.

Han Li frowned slightly, walking on a dirt road in the town, glancing left and right from time to time.

The weather at this time was unusually cold, but Han Li was just wearing a Confucian shirt, and anyone who looked at it was very surprised. But some of the mortals in thick fur coats of the past turned a blind eye to such a situation, and none of them had a look of surprise on their faces.

Han Li's face was a deep groan, and just as he felt a little strange, his expression suddenly moved, and two white-robed people, one tall and one short, walked across the opposite side.

These two people are not very old, they look like they are in their twenties, but the aura on their bodies is flowing, and they are immortal cultivators of the seventh or eighth layer of the Qi refining period.

The two of them glanced at Han Li, a hint of surprise appeared on their faces, and when they walked in front of Han Li three or four feet away, they stopped.

The tall and slender young man suddenly bowed his hand respectfully and asked:

"I don't know the name of my predecessors, but I came to participate in the king conference. ”

"I haven't heard of it, Han just heard that there are many spiritual herbs nearby, and he came here to look for some elixir. Han Li was stunned in his heart, and there was a hint of surprise on his face that was not hidden.

"I mean, it's been a day since the convention began. If the seniors had attended the conference, they would have gone to Seollingsan a long time ago. It seems that the seniors were really passing through this town. The white-robed young man looked abrupt.

"But it doesn't matter. The seniors can still participate in it now. This conference is a conference jointly organized by our Jiangning three people. At the meeting, there were not only many elixirs for sale, but also more than a dozen hundreds of years old elixirs and a thousand-year-old wild ginseng king for auction. The conference should have only been halfway through now. The final auction has not yet begun. This is much more convenient than the predecessors looking for elixirs in the barren mountains. There are also many loose cultivators and some small sects exchanging elixir materials at the conference, and the three of us don't take any fees. Another short young man said with some flattery.

Not only because of Han Li's foundation building period cultivation, but also because there was more than one storage bag and spirit beast bag on his body, which was enough to make these two people dare not slack off.

"The three families are Kong, Zhao, and Dong. Han Li's eyes flickered, and he asked with some surprise.

"Not bad. The two of us are disciples of the Confucian family. Specially here to receive some seniors who rushed to hear the wind. Originally, I thought that by now, there should be no more guests. I want to go to the festival too. I didn't expect to meet my seniors. The young man said with a smile.

"Is this town already under the direct jurisdiction of your Kong family? I think those mortals seem to be accustomed to us cultivating immortals. This is rare. Han Li didn't directly answer the other party's invitation, but after glancing left and right, he suddenly asked.

"The seniors are really discerning. Five or six years ago, the town was owned by the three of us. The townspeople are all mortals from all three of us. Therefore, there is nothing to be afraid of us cultivating immortals. The tall young man explained.

"That's right. It's a bit of a hassle. Han Li pondered for a moment, but a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"What, do you have anything else to do with the seniors? Can you tell the juniors that we might be able to help the seniors?" the short young man said with a moving expression.