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When Han Li heard the Tianfu Sect cautiously put forward this condition, the corners of his mouth twitched and he chuckled.
"Ask me to be the guest elder of your three families. Do you think I will agree?"
"Junior knows that a sect as small as ours is not qualified to worship a master like senior. But our family only needs senior to take action to solve the trouble in front of us, and just name it in the future. We will never dare to bother senior again. Something like that." The old man surnamed Wen was originally worried, but when he saw that Han Li didn't look angry, he felt relieved and hurriedly explained:
"You mean, I only need to take action once, and Han won't have to worry about it anymore." Han Li said with a twinkle in his eye.
"Yes, that's what I and the others mean. Of course, our three sects will not let our seniors go in vain. Since our seniors are interested in the art of making talismans, our Tianfu Sect is willing to donate the secret technique of spirit transformation talismans to our seniors. Jinxia Mountain Like Mingyang Valley, each has its own inherited secret technique, which we are willing to let our seniors understand. In addition, we have also prepared tens of thousands of spiritual stones, hoping that our seniors will accept one or two of them."
At this point, the old man surnamed Wen simply laid out all the conditions in one go. He knew very well that if he tried to play tricks, he might offend the other party, so it was better to tell him frankly.
"Tens of thousands of spirit stones?" Han Li showed a faint smile.
"These spirit stones are indeed lacking. However, our three sects will continue to offer some spirit stones every year for the purpose of offering sacrifices. In addition, our sect is willing to give the spirit transformation talisman personally refined by the founder of the original sect to our seniors. . I must have had enough magical power to refine this thing." The old man surnamed Wen gritted his teeth and drew the final line.
"Could it be that the founder of the sect is referring to Master Tianfu?" Han Li's expression finally changed slightly.
"Yes, it is this treasure. To be honest with my seniors, although this spiritual talisman once showed great power in the hands of our ancestor, it is a pity that our younger disciples are useless, but no one has been able to refine this thing. Therefore, this spiritual talisman is in our sect. After inheriting it for countless years, we can only see the spirituality of this treasure gradually losing, and there is nothing we can do. If the seniors can take it for their own use, it is a matter of both worlds." This time it was Yue Zhen who took the initiative.
"There is such a treasure in your sect, and Han would like to see it first!" Han Li became interested.
"Nephew Yue, take out the magic talisman and show it to the seniors." The old man surnamed Wen was overjoyed when he saw that Han Li was a little tempted, and he hurriedly ordered. Although he is the person with the highest cultivation level in the Tianfu Sect, the spiritual talisman used by Master Tianfu back then can only be held in the hands of past leaders. That's why he said this.
"Yes, uncle!"
Yue Zhen was very sensible and immediately slapped the storage bag with his palm. There was a flash of green light, and a light yellow wooden box appeared in his hand, which was handed to Han Li with both hands.
Han Li raised his eyebrows and was not polite. With a casual move, he sucked the wooden box into his hand, lowered his head and took a look at it.
The surface of the wooden box is unremarkable and unsophisticated, and there is a golden talisman affixed to the lid.
Han Li raised his eyebrows and flicked the lid of the box with one hand. A flash of light flashed and the talisman fell down silently.
The other monks who saw this scene didn't think anything, but the old man Wen Xing and the three elders at the pill formation stage were shocked at the same time.
The ability to use spiritual power to easily remove the forbidden talisman is not something that ordinary monks can do. Not only is his own cultivation powerful to a certain extent, his ability to control his magic power must be so subtle that it reaches an incredible level. They had only heard of this method from rumors. Now that I saw that Han Li had done it without making a move, I felt even more in awe of Han Li.
As soon as the lid of the box was opened, a ball of green light appeared in the box, and then a pure wood spiritual energy hit the face.
Han Li felt surprised.
?According to what the old man surnamed Wen said, after so many years, the spirit of this talisman should have been greatly reduced, but now it still has such power, it is indeed not an ordinary thing. But what made Han Li even more delighted was that this spirit-transforming talisman was actually a wood-attributed talisman, which complemented his skills and made it much easier to train.
With this thought in his mind, Han Li also clearly saw the talismans in the blue light.
A large palm-sized talisman, the color is emerald green, but there are gold and silver runes looming around it, making it look mysterious and unusual. But what caught Han Li's attention was a small group of lavender light spots slowly rotating and flashing in the center of the talisman.
Han Li raised one palm, and his entire palm was suddenly enveloped in a layer of green light, and he grabbed the talisman in the box with his five fingers.
There was a flash of light, the talisman trembled, and suddenly it turned into a green light and shot out from the box.
Han Li's face darkened and he grabbed it with his backhand.
A light hand appeared like a phantom, ap; On this day, another group of more than ten monks, led by a Nascent Soul monk, slowly flew over a sea surface, and each of them carefully released their spiritual consciousness and searched around. Especially the direction of the sea is the main direction that these monks' spiritual consciousness sweeps.
In this team of monks, Han Lizheng transformed into a pale-faced middle-aged monk, flying calmly at the back of the team. Although he looked calm, he was feeling depressed in his heart.
As soon as the Jiao-Slaying Conference was held, Han Li smuggled himself into it as a monk in the alchemy stage, preparing to fish in troubled waters. But I never expected that I have found nothing until now.
It¡¯s just the first few months, it¡¯s normal to have no gains. But since the evil dragon appeared again, other teams have encountered one or two sneak attacks by the evil dragon, but the monk team he joined has not encountered one yet.
This made Han Li really speechless. He really didn't know if his luck was too good or too bad. (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 support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com