Regarding the conditions of Nanlonghou and the other two, monks such as Wang Tiangu had no objection.
After all, regardless of their cultivation base or sponsor status, it is normal to get more treasures, and they all silently agreed.
In order to avoid long nights and dreams, everyone agreed immediately that they would set off immediately after two days of preparation before the fair ended.
Everyone left here one after another after they swore an oath not to divulge the matter.
However, Han Li looked at the unusually confident appearance of Nan Longhou and his wife, and it seemed that he was not afraid of other people's small actions.
Thinking about it, the address and the method of breaking the ban are in the hands of these two people. With their scheming and supernatural powers, it is really difficult for others to have any ghosts.
However, Han Lihui agreed to this trip because he had his own considerations.
Since he reached the Nascent Soul Stage, because there was no suitable pill to take, the progress of the Qingyuan Sword Art can be described as crawling like a snail.
Han Li reckoned that if he only relied on self-cultivation in the cave, it would take less than 200-300 years, and it would be impossible to reach the peak of Yuanying's early stage. As for whether it can enter the middle stage of Nascent Soul in the future, it depends on the chance and good luck. Qualifications are not the most important thing.
Because of the Nascent Soul cultivator who can reach this step, which one is not a talented person.
According to Han Li's original plan, as soon as the trade fair is over, he will retreat and practice the secret arts for more than a hundred years. After all the exercises are completed, he will leave the cave and travel around to find some ancient repair sites and heaven. Materials and treasures.
Only in this way will it be possible to find a chance to see if you can enter the next realm in advance.
How could Han Li give up now that he had the opportunity to obtain the famous treasure of Fallen Devil Valley.
Maybe, this is his chance!
And the thoughts of the others are probably not much different from his.
These Nascent Soul monsters have been trapped in the initial stage for an unknown number of years, and they will not let go of any possible breakthrough.
And the magic cultivator who died together in Fallen Devil Valley was not an ordinary ancient monk, it is said that he was also a top existence among the ancient monks at that time. The leftover skills or elixir are naturally no small matter.
Based on this alone, Han Li and the others couldn't help being indifferent.
However, since the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect will also go together, if there is a chance to destroy the other party on the way, Han Li will naturally make a move without hesitation.
As long as you don't get caught on the spot by Wang Tiangu from the Ghost Sect. How can the other party really treat him? You must know that Mo Dao and his current Tiandao League were originally hostile.
Han Li was thinking murderously while walking towards his residence on a bluestone street.
But he didn't know that in an alley several streets away from him, Wang Tiangu was walking ahead without haste. Wang Chan and Yan Ruyan followed closely behind in silence.
"After you go back, tell me more about the grievances and grievances between you and this world. From the look of that person, it seems that he still hates you. In the future, you and your wife should not leave me too far away. In case the other party makes a sneak attack. "Wang Tiangu ordered slowly:
"Yes, Second Uncle. I didn't expect my nephew to set up a big enemy for me with a single thought back then. In such a short period of time, this person has broken through the bottleneck of pill formation and Yuanying. It really surprises my nephew!" Cicada replied respectfully. But when he thought about the fact that Han Li was already a Nascent Soul cultivator, he felt blocked in his heart and looked quite depressed.
"Hmph! You don't have to be too discouraged. With the supreme power of the Blood Spirit Dafa, your husband and wife may not be really afraid of this kid when you work together. And as long as the Blood Spirit Dafa breaks through the seventh floor, you and Ru Yan can Both of you have condensed the Nascent Soul. It¡¯s really hard to say who will trouble whom! However, you two should be more careful when you go to Mulan Grassland this time. Even if I really have to leave you for something. Your husband and wife Don't leave alone. Together, we should be able to protect ourselves." Wang Tiangu said with a sneer.
"Thank you, Uncle Er, for your advice!" Wang Chan felt relieved when she heard what Wang Tiangu said, and hurriedly thanked her.
"Hehe! You brothers, I am the most optimistic about you. Otherwise, this time I will not bring you to the fair alone. However, that kid was originally a monk of Huangfenggu, and it seems that Linghu Old Ghost also came to participate in this event in person. The next trade fair. Does this kid have anything to do with that old ghost?" Wang Tiangu lowered his voice and muttered to himself. It seems that he is very afraid of the pair of Linghu ancestors in Huangfeng Valley.
When Wang Chan and Yan Ruyan heard this, they also looked at each other in surprise
Han Li returned to his residence, slept all night, woke up the next day, spent a whole day buying all the materials he needed to buy in a hurry, and then told Mu Peiling ?My daughter, I am going to ask Lu Luo to take this girl back with me.
Lu Luo heard that Han Li planned to leave in a hurry before the trade fair ended. Naturally, he was stunned, but seeing that Han Li didn't intend to explain in detail, he didn't ask why, and agreed immediately.
This greatly increased Han Li's affection for Senior Brother Lu.
For the rest of the day, Han Li didn't go anywhere, and just meditated in the attic for a whole day.
When the appointed time came, Han Li calmly left the attic and headed for a hill thousands of miles south of Tiantian City by himself.
When they got there, Nanlonghou and the old man in white shirt waited there without any disciples.
Especially that Marquis of Nanlong, who even changed the purple robe and jade crown on his body, and dressed in a light yellow Confucian scholar.
In the next two or three hours, the rest of the people also arrived one by one. But the last three ghost spiritmen Wang Tiangu came together.
Seeing this, Han Li's face moved.
After Nanlonghou said "departure", a group of nine people quietly left Tiantian City and headed towards the Mulan Grassland in the south
The country of Yu where Tiantian City is located is not the country closest to the Mulan Grassland. The countries of the Nine-Nation Alliance adjoining the Mulan Grassland are not really bordering each other, but are separated by the loess wild land that stretches for nearly ten thousand miles.
The vegetation in this place is sparse, the loess is blowing all year round, and the wind is endless. Naturally, it became a place where the Nine Nations League and the French fighters fought their battles.
After so many years, tens of thousands of immortal cultivators have died in this land.
Not to mention the time of the official battle, even in normal times, this wasteland is also extremely dangerous.
Because of many reasons, there are many monks and mages on both sides wandering back and forth in this land.
Some are for the blatant killing of treasures, and some are for breaking through the bottleneck of cultivation in the line of life and death.
Regardless of 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 better than ordinary monks of the same rank. Most of these people are monks in the Foundation Establishment period, and occasionally there will be battles between the alchemists.
Whenever these alchemy-level existences appeared, those low-level immortal cultivators would immediately hide away, for fear of harming Yuchi.
As for the old monsters at the Nascent Soul level, they will not easily appear in such a small place. So when Marquis Nanlong walked into this area with Han Li and the others, everyone didn't take it seriously. They all regard this wasteland as nothing!
The distance of ten thousand miles, for Han Li and other Nascent Soul cultivators, can be easily crossed in more than half a day, so the few people did not rush and just fled forward at an ordinary speed.
Nan Longhou and the white-clothed old man led the way, Wang Tiangu and the other three were behind, and Han Li and the rest of them were scattered in the middle.
A few low-level monks were also found along the way, and they naturally ignored them and flew past them without making a sound.
I don't know if it was a coincidence, but they had just been flying in the wilderness for nearly half an hour when the old man in white who was leading the way froze for a moment and stopped.
"Brother Yun, what happened!" Nan Longhou couldn't help asking in a daze. He and the white-clothed old man took turns to let go of their spiritual consciousness to monitor the surroundings, so they asked this question.
"It seems that there is a strong wind blowing in front, something is not right!" The old man surnamed Yun said with his eyes narrowed and his face solemn.
"Great wind, what do you mean? Isn't it normal for a little wind here?" Nan Longhou said a little strangely, and after speaking, he also released his consciousness and probed into the distance. He knew that the white-clothed old man would not say such things for no reason.
Han Li and the old lady at the back also heard what Nan Longhou and the two said clearly. After looking at each other, they also made their own actions.
Although it has not really entered the Mulan Grassland yet, it is better to be careful. The few of them are all people with strong spiritual sense. No matter how detailed others say, it is better to feel at ease by personally detecting them.
As a result, when Han Li and the others released their spiritual consciousness forward, a look of surprise and uncertainty appeared on the faces of several people.
"It's not that there's something wrong with the wind, but there must be something wrong with it. It's definitely not a strong wind that blows naturally!" The old woman said with a gloomy face after withdrawing her consciousness.
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