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Chapter 132 Harvest

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    When Han Li heard this, he was very disappointed, but he was not very surprised.  After all, "Yellow Dragon Pill" and "Jin Sui Pill" are just holy medicines in the world. They may be panaceas for ordinary people, but they are indeed inferior to immortals.

    Since the other party didn't like it, Han Li didn't intend to talk any more. He stretched out his hand and wanted to take the porcelain bottle back.

    "However, even if this elixir is a bit worse, if there are a few more bottles, I will exchange it with you!" The young man suddenly said, with a look of regret on his face.

    Han Li's outstretched arm suddenly retracted after hearing the young man's words, and he chuckled lightly.

    "Did I say that there are only these two bottles of medicine?" Han Li narrowed his eyes, staring at the young man and said slowly.

    "You still have?" The young man was slightly startled, but then showed joy.

    "Of course, but if I want too much, I have to consider whether to make this deal?" Han Li said noncommittally, for fear that the other party would give him a big mouth.

    "Great! You don't need too much, just three more bottles is enough, enough to allow me to break through the bottleneck in a short period of time." The young man became excited, appearing extremely enthusiastic, which was the complete opposite of his previous cold attitude.

    It's no wonder, who would be willing to exchange any elixir that Gu Yuanpei's instinct can promote the improvement of kung fu, since it's not enough for oneself!  This is also the main reason why the young man failed to replace the "flying talisman" in the past few days.

    Even though Han Li's "Yellow Dragon Pill" and "Golden Supplement Pill" are not high-quality panacea for cultivators, they are enough for this person who has lingered at the top of the ninth floor for a long time by virtue of their superiority in quantity.  Guys, breaking through to the tenth floor will greatly improve the youth's skills.

    But only a guy like Han Li who eats this kind of medicine as a snack can be willing to exchange it for pills.  However, Han Li knew the truth of not revealing his wealth. He didn't want to give the other party the feeling that he could easily take out a large amount of pills without feeling sorry for him.

    So he touched his chin and made a look of heartache.

    "That's it! Is it too much? I need to replace all the medicines on my body!" Han Li muttered deliberately.

    "That's not too much! It's a high-level talisman after all! Think about it, as long as you have this talisman with you, if you encounter any danger, you can fly away immediately, and it's much faster than ordinary birds.  Yu has an extra life! And as long as the aura of this talisman does not dissipate, it can be used repeatedly many times, it is a very practical talisman!" Seeing that Han Li seemed to be able to take out the elixir he needed, the young man smiled even wider.  Now, I tried my best to recommend the beauty of the flying talisman to myself, for fear that Han Li would regret it and would not trade it.

    "If you want to exchange it, it's fine. Give me the talisman paper as an extra head. And that book!" Han Li saw that the other party really wanted to exchange his own elixir, so he pointed to a piece of medicine on the stand.  He punched out a blank talisman, and a dilapidated copy of "Basic Curse Fragments", and said to the young man.

    The young man was stunned for a moment, but when he saw that Han Li was only referring to low-level talisman papers and a spell book that couldn't be sold at all, he was overjoyed and agreed.

    Just like that, the "flying talisman" became Han Li's pocket, and he also got a dozen talisman papers and a spell book that he had been eyeing for a long time.

    Han Li flipped through the old book a little, and it contained some of the most basic elementary spells. There were seven or eight low-level spells, and an elementary-intermediate "ground stabbing technique", which were recorded in the book.

    Such a book is not worth a penny to other immortal cultivators, but it makes Han Li very satisfied.

    Because what he lacks now is this kind of basic spells, and although the stalls in front also sell such books, and they are better and more complete, the prices are astonishingly expensive.

    A "Complete Book of Elementary Curses of the Five Elements" is priced at 90 low-level spirit stones, while the other "Basics of Water Curse Talisman" is priced at 60 low-level spirit stones. Although these books are thick, the spells in them  They decided to buy more, but Han Li really couldn't afford it now.

    After getting these few items, Han Li felt a little tired and didn't want to continue wandering around, so he went out of the square and walked towards the group of pavilions.

    Not far from the square, Han Li looked back and found that there seemed to be a little more people in the square. It seems that there are quite a few night owl cultivators who like to come out at night.

    As soon as he approached these palace-like buildings, Han Li discovered that these towers were actually built with extremely precious paulownia wood and large pieces of bluestone.  Not only are each building carved with dragons and phoenixes, it is extremely beautifully built, but there are also faint signs of spiritual power fluctuations near each building, which seems to be the forbidden method that Taoist Qingwen said.

    Han Li turned around, finally found the pavilion he was looking for, and walked forward.

      But when he was a few feet away from the target, Han Li suddenly felt that he had bumped into something, and was suddenly pushed away by an invisible force, and was pushed back several steps abruptly.

    Han Li was a little surprised and a little excited. It seemed that he didn't know too many things in the world of cultivating immortals. He really wanted to learn all of them.

    Han Li thought this way, but his heart moved. He cast the Celestial Eye Technique and looked at the small building again.

    As a result, not far away, Han Li saw a layer of faint blue light blocking his eyes, and the entire pavilion was covered by this kind of blue light, as if being held upside down by a giant bowl.

    Han Li stepped forward again, stretched out a finger, and poked the blue light lightly, resulting in a soft and elastic feeling.  Press it a little harder, and a faint force bounces back. It seems that Qingguang's defense is really good.

    Now that Han Li has figured out the function of the blue light, he stopped studying it. Instead, he took out the Dao Talisman given to him by the Taoist priest with blue patterns, and stuck it on the light curtain.  There were circles of ripples, and then a round hole appeared, just for Han Li to pass through.

    Han Li was not polite either, he put away the talisman and walked in, heading towards the balcony.  At this time, the round hole gradually became smaller, and finally it was completely closed, and the light curtain returned to its original state.

    The building in front of me is not too big, the upper and lower floors add up to more than ten feet high, but judging by its size, it is more than enough to accommodate a dozen people.

    Han Li smiled slightly, walked into the building, and entered the hall on the first floor. Apart from the two Eight Immortals tables, there were only a dozen or so wooden chairs in the hall.  light.

    And the little monk named Kusang was sitting on the open space in the corner of the hall with his head down, closing his eyes and meditating, looking like an eminent monk.  As for the other people, Han Li had never seen them.

    "Master Kusang, is Taoist Priest Qingwen back?" Han Li walked up to the monk and asked kindly.

    The little monk ignored Han Li, but continued to mutter words until Han Li got impatient, the monk opened his eyes, and said to him apologetically, "Don't blame Han Li! The little monk was reciting the Diamond Sutra just now.  When it comes to the critical point, if you can't stop talking immediately, please don't blame me!"

    Hearing what the monk said, Han Li smiled dryly: "How can it be! I admire the person who has no other distractions the most!"

    Hearing what Han Li said, the little monk smiled, and said unhurriedly: "Daoist Qing Wen and others are waiting for Donor Han on the second floor. Tell me to tell you to go up immediately when I see the benefactor.  Something to do with the benefactor."

    When Han Li heard what the monk said, he felt a little depressed.

    This little monk is real, since someone is looking for me, why don't you tell me immediately, are you still such a mother-in-law? It seems that it is better to stay away from people like monks in the future!

    Han Li muttered in his heart, but nodded without any change on his face, walked towards the stairs near the hall, and went up to the second floor.

    As soon as he entered the second floor, he saw two brothers, Heimu and Heijin, talking at the stairs.  Seeing Han Li coming up, he immediately stopped talking and greeted him.

    "Brother Han, Daoist Qingwen is waiting for you in the house, let's go with our brothers!" Han Li looked indifferent and said nothing, and walked into a room with them along the corridor.

    There are many people in the house, except for the monk, everyone else is there, and there are two strangers who don't know each other.

    One is a smiling sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, and the other is a white and fat man of twenty-two.  It seems that these two are the guys who even Qing Wen has some headaches.

    "Brother Han is here! Sit down quickly." Taoist Priest Qingwen pointed to a chair beside him politely and said to Han Li.

    Han Li nodded and sat there.

    "These two are Wu Jiuzhi from Yunmenjian and Huang Xiaotian from Shituogu." Qing Wen pointed to the boy and the fat man and introduced them to Han Li.

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