"No, I was helping Senior Brother Ma take care of the medicine garden seven or eight years ago. Didn't the Blood Trial also happen at that time? Why did Senior Sister Chen ask this question?" Han Li raised his head and answered calmly, even on his face.
He also showed some curiosity just right.
Chen Qiaoqian brushed her face and turned pale. After biting her red lips, she said a little stiffly:
"No? But I remember that Junior Brother Han happened to go out once that year, and the time seemed just right!"
"Oh, that was because I was preparing for the Blood Trial, so I went out to buy some magic weapons and talismans, but nothing unexpected happened." Han Li denied calmly.
Hearing what Han Li said, Chen Qiaoqian was speechless for a while! She just looked at Han Li coldly, and Han Li felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
"In this case, there is nothing to say! Junior brother, you can go, I want to stay alone for a while."
An imperceptible look of disappointment flashed across Chen Qiaoqian's face, and she gently turned her face to the side, her voice full of tiredness.
Seeing this, Han Li sighed, knowing that no matter whether the other party believed what he said or not, Senior Sister Chen would not bother him anymore.
This senior sister should be able to hear what he meant by keeping a distance and respecting him. And with his proud temperament, he would naturally not take the initiative to come to him one after another.
"Senior sister, I'll take my leave then!" Han Li hugged him with both hands, turned around and walked out of the garden without stopping.
After Han Li's figure completely disappeared, Chen Qiaoqian turned around and looked in the direction of the garden gate with complicated eyes, and whispered quietly:
"Who else could it be if it wasn't you? The only person in the valley who had such strength and happened to be out was you, Junior Brother Han!"
After saying this, she walked gracefully to a blooming peony, stretched out her jade finger and gently folded it, deftly picked the delicate flower, and put it under her nose to smell it.
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Accompanied by the fragrant fragrance of flowers, Chen Qiaoqian fell into a world of contemplation.
Han Li walked out of the garden, let out a long breath, shook his head, and returned to the hall with brisk steps.
Everyone else was a little surprised to see Han Li back so quickly. However, no one was so ignorant that they took the initiative to inquire about the matter.
Even if someone said a few jokes about Han Li and Chen Qiaoqian, Han Li would laugh it off without any emotion on his face.
After a while, Chen Qiaoqian also came in. She still sat next to Zhong Weiniang with her usual expression and continued to whisper to her.
Seeing this, the others were naturally embarrassed to joke about the two of them anymore, so they immediately changed the topic back to the battle with the Black Evil Cult.
Time flies so fast, and the daylight hours pass quickly.
The monks in Yellow Maple Valley have already returned to their respective houses and are making preparations for the battle.
Although everyone felt that their side had the upper hand in terms of the number of foundation-building monks and that victory should not be a problem, they were still extremely cautious. After all, no one would risk their lives by being careless.
However, when they think of the many benefits that can be obtained by wiping out the Black Evil Cult's home base, these people are still unbearably excited.
After all, these people usually don't have the chance to openly and honestly suppress the monks in the foundation period. Of course, fighting with the demonic monks, except for the kind of life-and-death battle with their heads tied to their waists.
This time, there are not just one or two monks in the foundation-building period of the Black Evil Sect. They must have a lot of good materials, techniques, and high-quality weapons! Especially those fellow disciples of Junior Sister Chen who came to help, in fact, most of them did it for this purpose.
Just came.
Otherwise, who would come here to fight for no reason based on empty words about eradicating evil cultivators?
Han Li also stayed in the room, quietly checking the puppet beasts in his hands, while the four friends of Mengshan stood respectfully in front of him, as if Han Li was their leader.
Speaking of which, since Han Li's fellow disciples arrived, the black-faced old man also wanted to get close to these foundation-building monks to see if he could gain some benefits.
But whether it was Song Meng and others, or later Junior Sister Chen and other monks, how could they pay attention to a casual cultivator in the Qi refining period like the black-faced old man, and send these people away after saying a few rude words?
It made these people clearly realize that not every foundation-building monk among the seven major sects was willing to associate with them, so they became more and more in awe of Han Li.
"In this battle with the Black Evil Cult, no matter whether we win or lose, there is no need for you guys to go. It's better to leave the capital overnight and take a break." The puppet beast in Han Li's hand flashed white and was put into the storage bag.
Then he said calmly.
"But senior, how can we retreat in the face of battle!" The black-faced old man hurriedly spoke on behalf of others.
"This is not a matter of retreating or not, and you can't get involved at all. If you join in privately, you will just lose your life in vain. There are several high-level magic weapons here. You can take them one by one! You can count me as a senior.
A farewell gift." Han Li shook his head and said with a slight smile.
After saying that, Han Li brushed his robe sleeves on the table, and there were several sparkling and exquisite magic weapons on it.
It’s not that Han Li doesn’t have a lot of extra top-level magic weapons on him, and there are quite a few of them. After all, he has killed so many foundation-building monks, so his collection is certainly astonishing.
However, Han had no intention of giving them to these people. A few high-level magic weapons would be a good gift for these casual cultivators in the Qi refining period. If he took out the top-level magic weapons, I'm afraid
On the contrary, it will stimulate the greed of these people, which will not help him conquer these people in the future.
Sure enough, when the four friends of Mengshan saw these magical artifacts, everyone looked happy and thanked them repeatedly. They also said that if Han Li needed their help for anything in the future, just go to Mengshan to find them.
The four of them were very happy to serve Han Li.
Now that he heard the promise he wanted to hear, Han Li simply gave them enough face and sent a few of them out of the capital in person, which made these people even more grateful.
But before leaving, the black-faced old man suddenly pulled Han Li aside privately and said carefully:
"Senior, will the fifth sister not appear in the Black Evil Cult? Senior, there is no need to say anything. We and other brothers actually know it very well. Even the fourth brother may have guessed it. However, no one has revealed this.
It's just a screen window. After all, the fifth sister has fallen into too deep a trap, so she might as well not appear in front of our brothers again!" After saying these words with profound meaning, the old man seemed to have put down some heavy burden and returned to his respectful look.
He said goodbye to Han Li and left.
Han Li stayed where he was, watching the figures of Mengshan's four friends gradually disappearing, still pondering the meaning of the black-faced old man's last words.
After a while, Han Li suddenly smiled dumbly and then returned to the city.
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After returning to Qin's house, the sky had darkened. Everyone in Huang Maple Valley was getting ready in the hall, but he was surprised to find that the third senior brother was no longer in the house.
Han Li couldn't help but asked in astonishment to Song Meng who was holding a blue long sword and scrubbing it:
"Where is the fourth senior brother and the third senior brother?"
"Senior Brother Liu is going to persuade Sixth Junior Brother again. If Junior Brother Wu agrees to go together, we will be more certain about the battle tonight. But in my opinion, Senior Brother Liu is just wasting his time! If Wu Xuan was willing to help, he would have done it in the first place
I won’t leave!” Song Meng said without raising his head.
"Are you looking for Sixth Senior Brother?"
Han Li frowned, and just when he was about to ask more questions, Liu Jing came back from outside with a strange look on his face.
"Junior Brother Liu, is your Martial Brother still unwilling to come? If that's the case, forget it. It doesn't matter if he is less or more than him. The nine of us are enough to deal with the people of the Black Evil Sect." Junior Sister Chen, who is from the same sect, looks like
The oldest male disciple said nonchalantly.
"If that's the case, that's great! The key is that this time, I didn't see Junior Brother Wu at all!" Liu Jing smiled bitterly and said slowly.
At this moment, everyone else, including Han Li, was startled.
"What's going on, Senior Brother Liu! Doesn't that coward live in a nearby inn? Did he check out early and return to the master's door?" Zhong Weiniang blinked her eyes and asked speculatively.
"No! I inquired with the owner of the inn. Junior Brother Wu went out early yesterday morning and never came back. And the clothes he brought with him in the inn were not packed away at all. It doesn't look like he was returning to the valley." Liu Jing shook his head.
, the words were full of worry.
After hearing this, several other people also started talking, but no one could tell what was going on.
However, Han Li was standing aside, thinking vaguely:
"It's rare that Wu Xuan is so unlucky that he was captured by the Black Evil Cult."
Maybe Liu Jing and Han Li had the same idea, so he looked at the sky outside and said decisively:
"Junior Brother Wu will discuss the matter later. Let's set off now! We must succeed in this battle and completely wipe out the Black Evil Sect!"