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Chapter 1354 Entering the Spirit Realm for the First Time

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    At this time, Han Li was already at the foot of a small mountain two thousand miles away. His face changed drastically, and he became a middle-aged man with three long beards, and his stature was also several inches shorter.

    At this moment, he has no spiritual energy in his body, and he has turned back into an ordinary body refiner, sitting cross-legged on a bluestone with his eyes slightly closed, with no expression on his face.

    After a while, Han Li suddenly opened his eyes, and with a smile on his lips, he murmured:

    "Finally, the last trace of fire aura in the body has been dissipated. Unless they come to check in person, they will definitely not be able to recognize it."

    But even so, Han Li has no intention of leaving now.

    Now is the time to be in the limelight, even if he has changed his appearance and breath, he is not willing to take any risks.

    So he jumped down from the bluestone, and flew up the mountain after a few jumps.

    Not long after, he came to a solid cliff covered by countless vines and bushes.

    Han Li looked around for a few times, nodded in satisfaction, and then took a deep breath. His fists suddenly shone golden, and he aimed at the stone wall in front of him and struck out in a row.

    After the loud noises of "rumbling" came out one after another, a stone cave several feet deep suddenly emerged.

    With a sway of his figure, people suddenly flashed into it strangely.

    Then facing the entrance of the cave, he punched the roof of the cave again with his backhand.

    Suddenly a pile of gravel fell down, blocking the entrance of the cave.

    The cave immediately became pitch black.

    However, Han Li didn't care. With a flip of his palm, a moonstone that had been prepared a long time ago appeared in his hand.

    He grabbed the stone and patted it lightly on the ceiling of the cave. Under the tremendous force, the moonstone was easily inserted into the ceiling of the cave.

    Under the faint glare, most of the cave was immediately clear.

    Han Li found a clean place and sat down. With a flash of the spirit ring in his hand, he took out the blood-red vial from the storage bracelet and looked at it strangely.

    Except for the blood-red light constantly emitting from this bottle, everything else is extremely ordinary. The material feels abnormally smooth, as if it is ordinary porcelain.

    Han Li gently stroked the vial with his fingers, muttering to himself, and at the same time, he couldn't help but recall all the memories of the sacred blood of the Yanyan Spirit Clan.

    After a while, he frowned, and took out a palm-sized jasper round bowl from the storage bracelet, then opened the lid of the blood-red vial, pointed at the round bowl and gently tilted it down.

    The purple awns flowed around the mouth of the bottle, and it took a long time for seven or eight drops of dark purple liquid to pour out slowly. When they fell into the round bowl, they all immediately dispersed drop by drop, and they couldn't be merged into one.

    Han Li narrowed his eyes and stared carefully for a while, then stretched out a finger, and tapped lightly on one of the drops of purple liquid.  As a result, at the moment when his finger seemed to be touching but not touching, the purple liquid suddenly jumped up by itself, wrapping his fingertips in it, as if it wanted to invade right away.

    However, Han Li raised his eyebrows, and with a flash of golden light on his fingers, he separated the purple night from his skin, and with a light shake, the liquid slipped into the round bowl again.

    "That's right, it really is the blood of the Spirit Race." Excitement flashed in Han Li's eyes.

    Next, he poured the purple liquid into the vial again, and carefully put it into the storage bracelet, while he meditated and rested in the cave.

    Although he has no magic power now, his bigu ability has not been lost at all, and he doesn't need to eat or drink at all.

    Not long after, waves of spiritual thoughts swept across the hill where Han Li was located. Han Li didn't have any aura in his body, so naturally they were all swept away, and he didn't notice his existence at all.

    In the first few days, the searches for these divine thoughts were abnormally frequent, and I wished I could scan them more than a dozen times a day.

    But after half a month, it immediately became only two or three times.

    And after another two months, it will only be once a day, and the divine sense used is obviously far less powerful than before, and the searchers have obviously changed.

    However, Han Li remained calm and hid in the cave without going out.

    Just like this, half a year passed by in a flash, and no divine thoughts appeared again.

    When Han Li sensed this change in the cave, he was overjoyed.

    However, after waiting for several months, one day he opened his eyes and smashed the gravel at the entrance of the cave with his fist, and then he walked out slowly.

    He looked at everything in the vicinity, and after seeing nothing unusual, he immediately smiled, flicked his sleeves, and strode straight down the mountain.

    Soon, his figure disappeared without a trace in the mountain forest.

    ?The man got off the beast cart, appeared on the flat ground outside the cart, and then also looked towards the sky where the top of the giant mountain was.

    As a result, his complexion suddenly changed.

    "Heavenly Tribulation, this is a cultivator who is overcoming the Heavenly Tribulation! It's a little strange. It doesn't seem like a minor Heavenly Tribulation, but it's not like a big Heavenly Tribulation." The old man looked at the celestial phenomenon of electric snakes dancing wildly on the top of the mountain in amazement, a little dazed  up.

    I saw the top of the huge mountain in the distance, which had already turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and golden and silver arcs were jumping in and out of the clouds, and the dull rumbling sound came from there.  And in a place slightly below the black clouds, gusts of white mist hurricanes roared furiously, hitting the top of the mountain non-stop, causing rocks to crack and trees to fly horizontally.

    At this time, the entire convoy stopped, and the knights were all dumbfounded looking at this spectacle that they might never be able to witness in their entire lives.

    However, a few people in the other beast carts flew into the air, and after circling for a while, they flew towards the old man one after another.

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