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Since the big man arrived, no other monks have arrived in a short period of time. The three of them just went about their own business, with no one taking the initiative to talk to others.
Nearly half a month passed, and the miasma had receded for most of the time. Only then did an astonishing light appear on the horizon again. Two startling rainbows joined together and flew straight towards the mountain peak like a pair of horses.
After the light circled above the three people, it happened to land in the middle of the three people, and a man and a woman emerged from inside.
The man is an old man with a rich surname from Jiuyou Sect, and the woman is a beautiful woman in black, with slightly thick eyebrows but a frosty face.
"It's really an honor for Fu that all three fellow Taoists have arrived as promised. I was originally making other preparations for the possibility that fellow Taoists would not come, but it seems that there is no need for them now." The old man surnamed Fu glanced at Han Li and the other three. Finally, he said with a happy face.
The beautiful woman in black beside him remained cold and silent.
"Although I'm here this time, if I'm not interested in what the rich brother said, Yuan will immediately leave. I'm in the critical period of hitting the bottleneck, and I don't have time to waste on trivial matters." The big man said. After sneering, he said politely.
"Brother Yuan, don't worry! Taoist friends have already met Han and Bai. Are you still afraid that Mr. Fu will lie to you? Before that, let me introduce you to each other. This is my junior sister Chang. Zhifang, the elder of the inner hall of Jiuyou Sect. Brother Yuan is a landlord and comes from the Poison Saint Sect in southern Xinjiang. He just needs more help this time; Fellow Daoist Han is an overseas cultivator with amazing magical powers; Fellow Daoist Bai "The old man surnamed Fu pointed at Han Li and others and introduced them to each other one by one.
When they heard the old man surnamed Fu saying that Han Li had amazing magical powers, both the big man and Bai Yaoyi looked at Han Li in surprise.
Han Li was startled when he heard this, then frowned:
"My fellow Taoist is really ridiculous. I have an average cultivation level, but I don't know how to start talking about amazing magical powers." Han Li said calmly.
"Why do you need to hide it anymore, fellow Taoist? Mr. Fu heard that fellow Taoist not only killed Xiao Lao'er, who was in the early stage of Nascent Soul, in Jinjing, but also killed the evil fire toutuo who was the most famous person in person after the underground trade fair. My fellow Taoist has a high level of cultivation, is there any need to say anything?" the old man surnamed Fu said with profound meaning.
"Did Fellow Daoist Han kill the Evil Fire Toutuo?" The man surnamed Yuan's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly turned to stare at Han Li.
When Bai Yaoyi's bright eyes turned, she also showed a hint of shock.
Only the beautiful woman in black seemed to know about this and looked indifferent.
"Brother Fu may have misunderstood. When I was in Jinjing, I killed an ungrateful early-stage Nascent Soul monk, but the so-called Evil Fire Tutuo was not done by me, but by another monk. Fellow Taoist feels that , Does the next casual cultivator have such heaven-defying magical powers?" Han Li smiled bitterly and said helplessly.
"Another monk? I did hear that there were two monks with similar faces confronting the Evil Fire Tutuo at the same time. Could it be that the person who took action at that time was really not a fellow Taoist?" The old man surnamed Fu looked casually relaxed, but his mouth seemed to Said in disbelief.
"Brother Fu is really overestimating himself. If Han had the strength to instantly kill a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, why would he have avoided those people from the Yin Luo Sect in the first place? He could just leave in a swagger, and no one would dare to stop him." Han Li touched his chin and said calmly.
"Fellow Taoist's words are reasonable. However, although Mr. Xiao's cultivation level is not high, he is extremely cunning and proficient in several escape techniques. Fellow Taoist can kill him. It is also extraordinary. By the way, I don't know if I killed the evil one that day. Do you know the monks of Huotoutuo, Taoist friend Han? They are great monks who were never born overseas. Tsk tsk, this kind of cultivation that is unknown in the later stages can only happen overseas." The old man surnamed Fu again. He muttered a few words of surprise, seeming to be very interested in the ancient demon of that day.
"I have heard that right after the Jinjing auction ended that day, a ghost-like two-headed, four-armed monster appeared not far from the underground trade fair. It actually swallowed several Nascent Souls by itself. A high-level monk, I heard that if a great monk who was in charge of the trade fair hadn't scared away this monster, it seems that all those monks would have perished. Has Brother Han also experienced this?" The big man surnamed Yuan suddenly asked. .
"The monk who killed the Evil Fire Tutuo only had a few acquaintances with me, so there is no connection. As for the thing about the monster, it probably happened after I got away from you. I know nothing about it. ." Han Li shook his head slightly and replied with an unchanged expression.
"I see, it's such a pity. Otherwise, if we could find this fellow Taoist, we might have greater confidence." The old man surnamed Fu laughed dryly and seemed to have no intention of talking about this matter any more.
???, you might as well come out and listen first. "The big man surnamed Yuan asked impatiently.
¡°We need the flesh and blood of Diyin Zhima!¡± the old man said calmly.
"Yin Zhima? Is there such a spiritual creature in our human world? Where did fellow Taoist find it?" Han Li was surprised and asked with his eyes narrowed.
When Bai Yaoyi and the big man heard this, they also looked at each other.
"Hey, I originally thought that there was no such spiritual creature in this world. But thirty years ago, I accidentally discovered the traces of Yin Zhima, and it was somewhere in the southern border." The old man hehe After a smile, an unpredictable expression appeared on his face. (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