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In the dead of night, Han Li quietly slipped out of the house without saying hello to anyone, and flew towards the imperial city alone to get his weapons.
Han Li stood on the divine wind boat, looking at the dark behemoth in front of him - the huge imperial city gate. He smiled slightly and flew past.
For Han Li, he didn't take it seriously at all that the seven sects banned any disciples from entering the imperial city. He will only abide by the regulations that are beneficial to him. Otherwise, it is simply ridiculous to restrict his hands and feet based on empty words!
He has never been a submissive person.
When Han Li sneered in his heart, he had already flown over a hundred feet above the palace.
Under the dark night, Han Li looked around silently, his eyes sweeping towards remote and inconspicuous places.
Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he flew towards an imperial garden full of green bamboos.
Arriving above the bamboo forest, Han Li looked around cautiously, then gathered his spiritual energy and slowly landed.
Han Li knew very well that although people from the Black Evil Cult controlled the entire palace, it was impossible to place spies everywhere. And even though there were so many sentries, he relied on Dacheng's nameless Qi-condensing formula, and he was not afraid that the Black Evil Sect would find him first.
What's more, from the young prince's mouth, he had already learned clearly about the usual sentry layout of the Black Evil Cult. Even if there are changes now, as long as he doesn't break into some heavily guarded key places, Han Li will feel relieved!
And this place is obviously a corner of the palace that is about to be forgotten. Not only is the bamboo forest full of dead branches and leaves, giving off a faint smell of rot, but the branches and leaves are extremely dense and lush because no one has pruned them.
Looking at this acres-sized bamboo forest, Han Li showed a satisfied look.
He kneaded his fingers and released a soundproof barrier, covering the entire bamboo forest. Then he solemnly took out a stack of array flags and array disks from the storage bag. It was the ones Qi Yunxiao gave him. Improve the "Inverted Five Elements Formation".
"With this inverted Five Elements Formation, no matter how powerful the Black Evil Cult Master is, he will still be invincible!" Han Li murmured to himself as he looked at the magical weapon in his hand.
Then he cheered up and walked into the dark bamboo forest.
Two hours later, Han Li walked out slowly with a tired look on his face. Due to time constraints, I could only finish a small part of it, but it should be enough. Han Li looked around and saw that no one had been here before he calmly put away the soundproof barrier, released the divine wind boat, and left with the weapon.
Han Li went deep into the palace to set up the formation in a silent manner, without disturbing anyone from the Black Evil Sect.
The four blood warriors were extremely vigilant under the orders of the Black Evil leader. But just as Han Li thought, they just set up dense sentries at the cold palace where the leader of the Black Evil Religion retreated. The rest of the place is much more relaxed than before. This is one of the reasons why Han Li entered and exited so smoothly.
When Fei returned to Qin's house, the sky was not bright yet. Han Li simply stopped sleeping and meditated in bed until dawn.
In the morning, he walked out of the house as if nothing had happened, and gathered in a hall like everyone else, talking and laughing as usual, discussing the upcoming war, without mentioning the "inversion of the Five Elements Formation" at all.
In Han Li's mind, the fewer people who know about such a life-saving backup plan, the better.
If he could achieve a great victory without using this formation, that would make him even more delighted. This "Inverted Five Elements Formation" can still be his trump card.
Liu Jing and other Huang Maple Valley disciples certainly didn¡¯t know what Han Li was thinking, but when it came to the battle at night, everyone showed eagerness to try, with a bit of excitement on their faces.
Except for a few two or three people including Liu Jing, most of them had no experience fighting against foundation-building monks. This was the main reason why Han Li was not optimistic about this operation.
Han Li has always believed that monks who have not experienced the baptism of blood, no matter how high their cultivation level is, will definitely suffer a big loss when facing an experienced opponent. It is not uncommon for someone to lose his life because of this. So he looked at these people talking and laughing, but occasionally there was a strange look in his eyes.
¡°After all, any monk who has been able to cultivate to the foundation-building stage has not endured countless hardships to achieve the level of cultivation he has today. But after tonight's battle, these people are likely to be buried here. Think about it, this is really a pity!
"Junior Brother Han, can you walk with me for a while?" Chen Qiaoqian, who was joking with Zhong Weiniang, just glanced at Han Li's face and for some reasonHe suddenly opened his mouth to invite.
At these words, not only Han Li was stunned, but also several other Chen Qiaoqian's classmates were speechless.
They all looked at Han Li and the junior sister who had always been indifferent to the male monks with incredulous eyes.
Seeing that Han Li seemed a little stupid, Zhong Weiniang rolled her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking of. She suddenly leaned into Chen Qiaoqian's ear and whispered a few words.
"Junior Sister Chen"'s face suddenly turned red. After giving her a fierce look, she walked out of the hall generously, as if she was waiting for Han Li to follow.
"Junior brother, why are you still standing there! With a beauty like Junior Sister Chen waiting outside, why are you still hesitating?" Liu Jing walked over with a smile, patted Han Li on the shoulder, and said jokingly.
Han Li rubbed his nose vigorously and wanted to smile bitterly, but for some reason he couldn't. He had no choice but to laugh a few times and follow him out under the envious eyes of the male monks.
If he hesitates any longer, wouldn¡¯t it look like he is too guilty! He didn't think there was anything to fear from the other party.
When she walked outside the hall, Chen Qiaoqian was looking in the direction of the garden in a daze. When she heard the footsteps of Han Li walking out, she said coldly without looking back:
"Come with me to the garden. I have a few things to ask my junior brother."
After saying this, Chen Qiaoqian walked over without waiting for Han Li's answer, as if she was certain that Han Li would agree.
Han Li looked at the other person's moving back and frowned unconsciously. After thinking about it, he passed away with a silent smile.
" Walking with a charming beauty is indeed a pleasing thing.
Han Li was standing a few steps away from Chen Qiaoqian, admiring her graceful figure and felt that the trip was worth it. What's more, when he thought about this great beauty and the romantic encounter with him back then, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
"Unexpectedly, my eldest brother and I both looked the wrong way back then. We always thought that you were able to win the Blood Trial because you were just lucky. I didn't expect that Junior Brother Han was actually a master at pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger! Not only did we The brother and sister were deceived, but even the many experts present at the time were probably also kept in the dark." When Han Li was thinking about something, Chen Qiaoqian said calmly with her back to him.
Han Li had somewhat expected these words and did not show any surprise. Instead, he scratched the back of his head and said with a chuckle:
"Senior Sister Chen was joking, pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. I really got lucky at that time and was able to get by!"
When Han Li said this, there was no abnormality on his face, as if this was really the case.
"Junior Brother Han, do you still want to deceive me?" Chen Qiaoqian seemed to be a little angry at Han Li's words. After her voice turned cold, she suddenly turned around with a pair of bright eyes.
Seeing this scene, Han Li looked stunned, as if he didn't know why he was angry at all.
Seeing Han Li's expression, the then "Junior Sister Chen" became even more angry.
"Okay, I won't ask you anymore about the bloody trial. But there is one thing, you have to answer me honestly!" Although her tone was colder, she said with a strange look on her face.
"What's the matter, just ask Senior Sister Chen. I will answer truthfully." Han Li vaguely realized something and felt even more uneasy, but he still acted extremely sincere on the surface.
"Seven or eight years ago, did you go to the east side of the Taiyue Mountains and encounter anything?" When Chen Qiaoqian asked this, a blush rose on her cheeks, and she felt a little ashamed. Then he waited nervously for Han Li's reply.
"Seven or eight years ago" Han Li lowered his head and pondered, as if he was thinking about something.
In fact, Han Li was still beating the drum in his heart.
"How come so many years have passed, and this woman still hasn't given up the idea of ????looking for herself? And judging from the shy look on her face, could it be that she is really passionate about the person who saved her?" Han Li thought in confusion.
It¡¯s not that Han Li doesn¡¯t understand amorous feelings, it¡¯s that he has never had the idea of ??forming a dual cultivation partner with this woman.
??????????????????????????????? Although Han Li has some normal thoughts about men and women towards Chen Qiaoqian, when it comes to emotional issues, Han Li automatically excludes them. Maybe the intimate scene between the other party and "Senior Brother Lu" made him still unable to accept this girl! (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com