Although the woman's pretty face was full of disbelief, she also knew that her grandfather would not be shocked in her heart!

Han Li saw that he had taught the other party a little lesson, but he hadn't really hurt the other party, and he was very satisfied.

At this time, his lips moved slightly, and the voice was transmitted.

Suddenly, the ears of the blue-robed old man remembered Han Li's voice.

"After leaving the Xin Wangfu for a while, don't leave in a hurry, wait for me at the back door of the palace. I have something to ask you!"

Han Li's voice was filled with an unquestionable taste of command, which made the old man's figure stunned, and he secretly complained in his heart.

"It's rare that this master still refuses to let go of their ancestors and grandchildren? Or do they have other intentions for them! But fortunately, the other party doesn't look ruthless, so there shouldn't be any danger! Moreover, being able to establish a relationship with the monks of the foundation building period seems to be a rare opportunity for the family to revitalize. The old man in the robe could only think of himself comforting like this, and his heart was full of torment!

Seeing this, Han Li smiled slightly, and once again returned his attention to the white-haired old dao.

At this time, this Wu Immortal Master had already checked most of the crowd, and had not yet found a person with immortal fate.

Those young people who were declared to have no fate had no choice but to return to their seats in despair, and of course their elders did not have a good face.

"What kind of immortal fate, this is clearly looking for someone with spiritual roots. However, this old way is not purely a matter of obscenity, and it seems that I really want to accept disciples among these people! Otherwise, it is enough to point at a few people indiscriminately. Han Li thought indifferently as he looked at the appearance of the old Taoist who was happily checking the spiritual roots of each young man.

However, Han Li felt that Lao Dao might not have much to sing about accepting disciples here. Among these fifty or sixty people, I want to pick out those who have spiritual roots, and there is really not much hope!

As soon as Han Li thought of this, the white-haired old Taoist suddenly said loudly:

"This son has a fairy fate, I can include my subordinates!"

Hearing this, Han Li was stunned. I can't help but look at this person who has a fairy fate.

I saw a white and chubby young man, standing in front of this Wu Immortal Master blankly and at a loss.

Next to him was a middle-aged man with a big belly and a purple silk robe. asked with a look of disbelief:

"Immortal Master, does my Tongjing really have an immortal fate?

The person who was really hit by the huge pie still couldn't believe that so many young Junyan in front of him didn't pick it, and his lazy son would be taken by the immortal master at a glance, which really made him feel like a dream.

"Hehe, don't worry! Poor Dao has been checked several times, and your son does have immortal roots. You can learn immortal arts with the little prince. Seeing this, Immortal Master Wu twisted his snow-white beard with his hand and said with a smile.

"Thank you Immortal Master! Thank you Immortal Master! Although I am not very rich and rich, but I also have a little bit of land at home, I will definitely prepare a heavy apprenticeship gift for the Immortal Master tomorrow! Son, ...... Hurry up and kowtow to the immortal master!" After the middle-aged man was sure that this matter was correct, he danced happily. Speech is even more incoherent.

And those young people who lost the election were dumbfounded when they saw this.

This person who was favored by Wu Immortal Master. Isn't it the fat boy who is often regarded by them as a wine bag and a rice bag!

This kind of waste is actually a person with immortal roots, which is too unacceptable!

It's not just these young people who think so. Their elders couldn't help but look at each other, feeling a little unacceptable.

After all, this young man named Tong Jing is famous for his uselessness in their ***.

There was no discoloration on Han Li's face.

Whether a person has a spiritual root or not does not depend on whether the man or woman is handsome and chic. It's beautiful and beautiful, and it doesn't even have anything to do with people's intelligence, and there is no pattern to find at this time.

Otherwise, before the Immortal Cultivation Family appeared, the Immortal Cultivators would not have to be so difficult to find a high apprentice.

However, Han Li was right among such a few people. It was a bit of a surprise to really find someone with spiritual roots. It seems that this Taoist priest is lucky!

Han Li and the pair of ancestors and grandsons understood this truth, but the others in the hall did not understand this truth.

They whispered to each other.

Some of them were shrewd and even began to doubt the authenticity of this Wu Immortal Master. Let the people who have not tested it listen to it later, and they are a little hesitant.

As a result, there was a cold situation in front of the old man for a while.

Seeing this, King Xin looked displeased.

But everyone in the hall was a friend who had been friends with him for many years, so it was not good to say something unpleasant directly, so he had to say tactfully to the old man:

Teacher, everyone is just an ordinary man, and few people have seen a real immortal master, so let's show my hand again and open everyone's eyes!"

Hearing what King Xin said, everyone present immediately lost their voices, and they all looked at what this immortal master said.

The white-haired old man groaned for a while, then agreed very readily, and then asked everyone to follow him to the open space in front of the hall.

With the old saying, the people in the hall "suddenly", and all of them poured out of the hall. Han Li didn't care and followed.

However, the two ancestors and grandsons had no intention of moving the place, and it seemed that they were still worried about Han Li's appointment to meet them!

Outside the living room, this old Taoist stood in a big *** surrounded by everyone, and began to cast spells.

I saw him pinching the trick with both hands, standing with his feet flat, and whispering words in his mouth, and the sound of the incantation added a bit of mystery to it.

As a result, the onlookers all held their breath and stared at Lao Dao's every move.

After hearing these spells, Han Li secretly rolled his eyes.

At this moment, Lao Dao's two palms closed in the middle, and then left and right, a fist-sized raging fireball floated in the middle of the two hands, and at the same time, the temperature nearby also suddenly rose, and a hot breath spread.

This is exactly the "Fire Bullet Technique" spell that everyone must practice for the Fire Spirit Root Monk.

And this is the most common scene among immortal cultivators, but it immediately made the people nearby let out a burst of exclamation, shouting incredible!

However, the next scene not only made these mortals continue to be stunned, but Han Li was also taken aback at first.

Because of the next old way, the two hands kept pinching and changing gestures, and as a result, the hot fireball gradually deformed in front of everyone's eyes.

First it slowly stretched out its wings, grew a pointed beak, and then transformed into a pair of slender claws and tails, and turned into a small and delicate flaming bird.

"Could it be the Firebird Technique?"

Seeing this scene, Han Li's nerves tensed, and he almost couldn't believe his eyes.

The Firebird Technique was a genuine mid-level beginner-level spell, and even Han Li himself had not mastered it. But in front of him, this was just the old way of an immortal cultivator in the Qi refining period, and he actually used it on the spot, it was really hard for him to believe it! No wonder Han Li thought that he was dazzled.

But Han Li's surprise was only a matter of a moment.

He immediately discovered the huge difference between this firebird and the real "Firebird Technique".

Although in appearance, this fireball changing bird is very similar to the image of the spell released by the Firebird Technique, but their size is too different.

The firebird of the "Firebird Technique" has two wings and one wing, which is nearly the size of a zhang. And Lao Dao, the changed firebird, has always maintained the size of a fist, and it can't be compared at all.

But what really convinced Han Li that this was just a 'pseudo-firebird technique', or the size of the mana fluctuations contained in the two.

The destructive power contained in the firebird transformed by the Firebird Technique is something that even the monks in the foundation building period would never dare to hard-connect. And this small sparrow-like firebird, its mana fluctuation is still exactly the same as that of the fireball, and it has not increased by half a point.

It seems to be just a pure metamorphosis!

Han Li, who had figured this out, was so angry and funny!

He was almost deceived by this little trick, it's really a bit embarrassing!

However, this person's technique of manipulating the change of flames was really amazing! Han Li himself asked himself that he would never be able to achieve such subtle control, and he didn't know how the other party, a Qi Refining Stage cultivator, could achieve such an extent.

The performance below the old path completely confirmed Han Li's thoughts.

I saw that the flaming red bird that was spreading its wings and flying high suddenly flew to the ground, and changed into a red pug, running happily around the old road.

Soon after, the puppy changed into a fiery serpent, and the fiery serpent evolved into a villain......

This series of amazing performances completely made those mortals who had never seen the change of spells stunned and dumbfounded!

Until Lao Dao suddenly pointed with his hand, the last transformed flame pony rushed towards a small cherry tree on one side, and the flames burst out, turning the tree to ashes in an instant.

Lao Dao ended the performance.

At this time, the onlookers woke up like a dream, and desperately called the immortal master to the old way.

The doubts in my heart have long been put behind me, and there is still half a point of unbelief!