However, while Han Li was amazed, he was also a little puzzled!
Although Han Li is not proficient in the art of enchantment, he still knows a little bit about it.
The "Sky Eye Technique" that everyone is proficient in cultivating immortals can actually be regarded as the most basic ecstasy spell. If the magic realm between two monks is very different, it is possible to use the Sky Eye Technique to look into each other's eyes.
Make the opponent lose his mind and fall into passivity during the battle.
Even other types of ecstasy spells mainly rely on the huge gap in mana level to forcibly control the opponent's mind.
Dong Xuan'er is in the early stage of foundation building, while the gorgeous man is in the middle stage of foundation building. According to common sense, such a small gap would never lead to the ridiculous thing of being immediately restrained by the other party after looking at each other. Unless the other party is a professional cultivator.
For monks in the core formation stage of soul magic, this is somewhat possible.
But looking at the expression on that gorgeous man's face and the resentful expression when he left, it looked nothing like it! It was definitely not a monk at the Danjing Stage who was pretending to be a monk at the Foundation Establishment Stage to play tricks on them.
Han Li thought this way, and felt a little more at ease. After all, he was still very concerned about the spiteful expression on the handsome man's face when he left.
When he raised his head from his deep thoughts, he happened to see Dong Xuan'er and the two flirting faces again. The pitiful look just now had long since disappeared without a trace.
Seeing this scene, Han Li sighed secretly, got up, and went back to his room.
But just as Han Li put his palm on the wooden door and before he pushed it open, he suddenly heard a loud man's voice coming from outside the inn.
"Guests in the inn, listen up. Tomorrow's treasure hunting conference will be divided into two groups. The monks from our country will hold it on the mountain to the west of Yanling Castle, while the monks from other countries will hold it on the mountain to the east. Please attend on time tomorrow morning.
, those who fail to do so will be deemed to have automatically forfeited the game.”
After this sound was repeated three times outside the inn, the person seemed to leave.
Han Li was startled when he heard this, but then he opened the door and walked out without caring, returning to his room.
Although Han Li was a little surprised that the monks from the two countries were separated to compete, he didn't notice anything wrong.
After all, if monks from the Seven Sects competed with monks from other countries, they would definitely cause a lot of trouble. This xenophobic mentality is the same everywhere. This can be seen from the confrontation in the teahouse that day.
Han Li was thinking as he sat down cross-legged on his bed, preparing to meditate and refine his Qi all night in order to prepare for tomorrow's Treasure Hunting Conference.
…
In a certain house in Yanling Castle, a gorgeous and enchanting man was sitting on a wooden chair. There were several men and women in front of him who were respectfully telling him something. The man listened expressionlessly, with eyes flashing from time to time.
There was a flash of light, and he sneered for no apparent reason.
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At the same time, on the mountain peak to the west of Yanling Castle, more than a dozen green-robed men from the Ghost Spirit Sect were busy on the top of the mountain, burying things underground from time to time. And the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect and the two monks in the pill formation stage,
Then he rose in mid-air and stared coldly at everything below.
"How is it? This temporary Yin Fire Formation has weakened so much, can it still be used?" The young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect suddenly asked.
"Don't worry, Young Master! There is no problem. Although it is just a temporary formation, with our brothers in charge, it can still be effective in trapping enemies. Of course, if there are monks in the late stage of foundation building in the formation, or those with
It's hard to say what magical weapon is so powerful! But the vast majority of monks definitely don't have the ability to escape." The old man among the Li brothers coughed a few times and said tremblingly.
"Well, I can rest assured! The twelve ghost spirit guards I brought behind me are not idle. Their strength is more than enough to deal with a few fish that slip through the net!" The young master of the ghost spirit sect is not worried.
said.
When the Li brothers heard this, they felt that there was no problem and stopped talking.
In fact, if it were not necessary to preserve the souls and souls of these monks intact, it would not be a trivial matter for his two brothers to kill some foundation-building monks directly. There would be no need to go to such trouble! Li
The two brothers thought proudly.
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Thousands of miles away, in a secret room in the Yellow Maple Valley in the Taiyue Mountains, seven or eight monks in the alchemy stage gathered together. They were listening nervously to what an old man in yellow robes with white beard and hair was saying. Everyone's expressions followed the old man's words.
It's cloudy and sunny.
Han Li's master Li Huayuan, Fairy Hongfu and the fat man Lei Wanhe were all among them, and they looked equally uneasy!
Not long after, when the monks from the secret room came out, the entire Yellow Maple Valley was completely boiling.
Various transmission notes were flying in the sky, and slightly lower down, waves of monks were flying with their weapons. After a while, groups of hastily formed monks set out overnight from the Yellow Maple Valley,
They split up and ran towards unknown places.
Such a scene was also played out in the other six sects, and the messengers between the various sects kept shuttling back and forth. It seemed that overnight, the entire Yue Kingdom's immortal world became murderous.
In the next few days, various large and small families in the Yue Kingdom successively received a recruitment order jointly signed by the heads of the seven major sects, asking them to recruit outstanding disciples from each family to stand by. Those who resisted were composed of monks from the seven major sects.
The law enforcement team, the iron-blooded extermination of the clan.
Of course, no one came to pick up the recruitment order that came to the Yan family three days later. By then, the Yan family was already empty.
…
Han Li and the monks from the seven sects in Yan Ling Castle naturally didn't know about this because they were too far away from their sects.
So when it started to get light the next day, some monks came to the small mountain peak in the west early. A huge magic circle had been built there, and in the magic circle there were two people wearing Yan family clothes.
The middle-aged man is sitting in meditation with his eyes closed.
Behind the magic circle, there was a low earth platform. On the platform, there were also a dozen Yan family members who were vaguely covered by the fog. They were standing there talking about something. It seemed that they were waiting for all the monks to arrive.
Only then will the conference begin.
Han Li had also arrived at the mountain peak. He did not come out with Dong Xuan'er, but one of them took the first step out of habit. On the mountain peak, he happened to meet a middle-aged man named Jujian Menba who had also arrived early. Naturally, the two of them had something to do with each other.
They chatted without a word.
"Brother Ba, do you know what this magic circle is used for?" After Han Li looked at the huge magic circle several times, he always felt that it was a bit annoying. After chatting for a while, he couldn't help but ask the other party.
"Ashamed, I don't know much about things like magic circles! But I guess it should be something like a shield and restriction! After all, if we foundation-building monks really start to compete, they will definitely be restricted to a certain range.
You have to be talented, otherwise this hill will not be able to withstand our repeated efforts!" The monk surnamed Ba touched his chin and said nonchalantly.
"Oh! It's indeed possible!" Although Han Li said this, he still faintly felt an uneasy aura from the magic circle. This had nothing to do with the depth of the magic power. It was entirely his intuition.
induction.
Han Li frowned and looked around. At this time, there were already more than thirty monks present. The pair of Taoist priests from Qingxu Sect, the woman surnamed Fang from Tianque Castle, and other familiar people had all arrived one after another, and 30 to 50% of them had arrived.
The group seemed to be gathering together and talking about something.
"Brother Han, let's go over and say hello! Look, Wu Fazi and the others are all there!" The monk surnamed Ba looked at where the others were gathered and suggested to Han Li with a smile.
"Brother Ba, just go ahead! I still have some things to think about, so I won't disturb you any more!" Han Li shook his head lightly, not wanting to get together with so many people, as it would be too eye-catching.
The monk from the Giant Sword Sect shrugged. Although he was a little puzzled, he still walked over alone. After all, there are not many opportunities to make good friends with so many monks from his sect at once. He would not give up easily.
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When Han Li saw that the person named Ba had left, he did not stay where he was. Instead, he habitually found a very remote corner farthest from the magic circle and walked there. Then he watched the other monks' every move with cold eyes.
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After another half an hour, Dong Xuan'er and Senior Brother Na Feng finally arrived here. And as soon as they arrived, they joined a group of monks from Huang Maple Valley, and soon they became like a fish in water and got into a heated relationship with the male disciples.
.And Yan Yu, who had never left his side, was nowhere to be seen, which made Han Li feel a little surprised.
At this time, more than ten monks wearing Yan family clothes, but actually members of the Ghost Spirit Sect, were standing on the earth platform, counting the number of people present.
"Young Master, there are still two people missing. And it's already getting late. Do you want to wait a little longer?" After counting the number of people, a Ghost Spirit Sect monk reported to the Ghost Spirit Sect young master.
"No need to wait any longer. Immediately notify the two veterans to open the formation. Otherwise, if time goes by, some clever monks may notice something is wrong, which will be even worse! As for the two monks who have not arrived, one of the twelve guards will
No. 8 and No. 12 went to chase them. No matter what the reason was for their absence, they cannot leave Yanling Castle alive!" The young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect gave the order without any hesitation, with murderous intent overflowing.