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Chapter 2297 True Immortal Comes to the World Blood Soul News

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    Han Li waited for the voices from all directions to subside a little, smiled slightly, and made a move with one hand. Immediately, countless black threads in the void flew towards his feet, and they fused together in a flash, turning into green lotus flowers again, and slowly went to the ground.  As soon as the top of the tower fell, the levitation stopped moving.

    "The bad guest is gone! According to the usual practice, I will continue to talk about the Supreme Dao in the next seven days and seven nights. How much I can understand depends on everyone's chance. But unlike the previous celebrations, this time the sermon will be completely  Open, I will lift the restriction, and anyone can come to the mountain to listen." Han Li said slowly after looking around.

    The sound was not loud, but it rumbled and spread in all directions in an instant, and directly transmitted beyond the mountain peaks, echoing endlessly over the entire Tianyuan City.

    The practitioners in Abyss Tian City were startled when they heard the words, but immediately burst into ecstatic cheers again.

    Practitioners, no matter in the house or on the street, headed towards the three-color giant peak like a tide.

    Even those soldiers who were originally maintaining order near the teleportation array also joined the flow of people in surprise.

    At the same time, Han Li had already sat down cross-legged on the green lotus, and slowly talked about his experience from the lowest stage of Qi refining.

    Many cultivators in the square, regardless of whether they were human, monster, or foreign, all began to listen with solemn expressions.

    A preaching by a Mahayana existence is a great opportunity for any ethnic group, even if it starts from the lowest level that was originally dismissed, no one will let it go.

    When Han Li's loud narration echoed endlessly in the void, more practitioners had poured into the mountain peak, quickly occupying the edges around the square, and soon the multi-dao could no longer squeeze anyone out.

    The people behind couldn't do it, so they could only gather and stay in the mountain roads and buildings around the three-color mountain peak.

    Several hours later, the upper half of the three-color giant peak was densely packed with human figures, and more practitioners were still gathering towards the lower half of the mountain.

    But no matter where people are, as long as they are on the giant peak, Han Li's preaching voice will immediately echo in their ears.

    Many people originally wanted to go higher up the mountain, but when they heard the sermon in their ears, they stopped involuntarily and fell into a state of epiphany.

    After a day and a night, the entire range of the three-color giant peak is full of dense figures.

    No matter whether they were standing upright or sitting cross-legged, everyone was silent, only Han Li's voice could be heard clearly from the top of the mountain

    After seven days and seven nights, the sky suddenly rolled with colorful clouds, and the rain of flower petals fell from the sky again.

    Han Li's preaching stopped abruptly.

    Some cultivators who were listening intoxicated were startled, and many of them came back from the state of epiphany on the spot, but most of them still had a daze in their eyes.

    After a while, Han Li's voice faintly resounded in everyone's ears.

    "Thank you all fellow Taoists for participating in the Mahayana ceremony of Mr. Han, but the celebration is over here, and everyone can go down the mountain."

    Many cultivators who heard the key points were naturally very reluctant to give up, but now Han Li is like a god in the eyes of others, so naturally he dare not disobey in the slightest.

    After everyone respectfully bowed to the top of the mountain, they withdrew from the giant peak one after another.

    The Mahayana celebration is here, and it is really over.

    Half a day later, there was a roar in the sky, and the three-color giant peak blurred, disappearing out of thin air in the void.

    Some soldiers who were still on guard around the square bowed respectfully to the sky before leaving in an orderly manner.

    In a hall on the top floor of the stone tower, Han Li was already sitting on the main seat.

    On both sides of the hall, several elders of Tianyuan City, including young master Qi Lingzi Hai and the silver-haired old man, stood with their hands tied.

    Among Han Li's disciples, Bai Guo'er was among them, standing side by side with Zhu Guo'er who seemed to be about the same age, with a smile on their faces, as if they were real sisters.

    Bai Guoer finally returned safely before the Mahayana celebration.

    At this time, Bai Guo'er actually has a mid-stage cultivation base of the gods, which is slightly higher than Hai Dashao's cultivation base.

    As for the elders of Tianyuan City, such as the silver-haired old man, compared with before the Mahayana celebration, the respect they showed when facing Han Li was obviously completely from the heart, and there was no perfunctory intention.

    Apparently, Han Li's previous action of severely injuring the Black Owl King made this group of fit monks completely convinced, and the real awe increased.

    In the middle of the hall, the woman Li Rong was also standing in front of Han Li, listening respectfully to Han Li's words.

    "So, Senior Ao Xiao and Mo Jian are far away from each other.??Before, Senior Blood Soul ordered the disciples in the clan to send this Xutian tripod to senior immediately, and hoped that senior would bring this tripod to Xu's house.  "Xu Qianyu replied without any hesitation.

    "So that's it. In other words, Fellow Daoist Blood Soul first asked you to send me this cauldron after he knew that I had advanced into Mahayana." Han Li asked with a frown.

    "That's true, senior." Xu Qianyu replied honestly.

    "Didn't your Xu family treat Fellow Daoist Blood?" After pondering for a moment, Han Li asked again.

    "Returning to the seniors, many elders of the Xu family have exhausted all kinds of methods, but there is nothing they can do about Senior Bloody's injury. When I left, Senior Bloody was still in a coma." Xu Qianyu replied.

    "I see, you go back first. I will visit your Xu family in a few days." After thinking for a while, Han Li replied with a slight nod.

    Xu Qianyu was naturally overjoyed when he heard the words, and hurriedly bowed deeply to express his gratitude.  (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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