Time passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Han Li had been practicing hard in the cave for three months.
During this period, Kui Huan and others came again, and said apologetically that they had told some elders of the sect that Han Li was proficient in the art of making talismans, hoping that Han Li would not be offended.
Since he had already planned to use the Talisman Making Technique as a cover, Han Li certainly didn't really care about the matter. After comforting him with some kind words, he sent the others away.
As for Tianquan Peak, because Han Li was unexpectedly selected among the twenty-four disciples, the Yan Leng woman surnamed Mu actually made a rare trip to the medicine garden and explained to Han Li the difficulties in the half-day Xuan Bing Jue.
This made Han Li a little surprised and speechless.
Apart from these two waves of people, no one else came to disturb Han Li's cultivation.
On this day, Han Li was practicing hard in the Qingyuan Sword Art in the cave's quiet room. Suddenly he frowned, stopped the technique, and stood up.
When he walked out of the quiet room and the gate of the cave, and entered the medicine garden, there was a firelight transformed from the transmission talisman crashing everywhere in the restricted fog of the medicine garden.
Seeing this, Han Li gently opened the restraint, and after waving his hand, the transmission note turned into a ball of fire and fell into his hand.
After a moment, he clasped his fingers together. The fire went out without a trace.
"Bai Fengfeng, Master Song! Isn't that the Alchemy Female Cultivator who is known as the most beautiful woman in Luoyun Sect? Could it be that this woman gave him guidance? If that's the case, it's not too sad these days!" Han Li's face was expressionless.
He murmured in his mouth.
Then he no longer hesitated, raised his hand, released the flying sword weapon, and headed straight for the Bai Feng Peak.
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Bai Feng Peak is located at the easternmost edge of Luoyun Sect, quite far away from the other five peaks, which makes it look like a solitary plum blossom standing proud of the snow.
Although this peak is the shortest among the Six Wonders of Peaks, it is lush and green with flowers and trees all over the mountain. In terms of beautiful scenery, it is the crown of all peaks, far from being comparable to the other peaks in Tianquan.
Soon, Han Li appeared near Bai Feng Peak.
Because this peak is mostly occupied by female cultivators, Bai Feng Peak has an unwritten and strange rule that male disciples from other peaks who come here to do business must inform the disciples at the gate at the foot of the mountain before they can enter this mountain.
Otherwise, if you fall into the restrictions of Bai Feng Peak, you will be responsible for it.
Naturally, Han Li had no intention of forcing his way in. He honestly left the drive at the foot of the mountain.
At the gate of the mountain, there were three female cultivators in the Qi refining stage, laughing and saying something.
Seeing Han Li, a somewhat unfamiliar male cultivator, stop, they couldn't help but look at him curiously.
"I'm Han Li at Tianquan Peak. I'm here to receive the guidance of Master Song. I hope some senior sisters can tell me something." Han Li said to several female disciples, cupping his hands.
"You are Han Li. Master has already told me. Junior Brother Han can go directly to Chaofeng Pavilion at the top of the mountain. Master is waiting for you there!" A young female cultivator with some freckles on her face said after hearing this
After Han Li's words, he immediately chuckled and said.
After hearing this, Han Li thanked him and immediately said goodbye and flew up with his royal weapon.
However, not long after he flew away, the three female disciples, probably thinking that Han Li would never hear their conversation again, started talking unscrupulously.
"Is this Junior Brother Han really a disciple of our sect participating in the Sword Trial Conference? His cultivation level doesn't seem to be high!"
"And it looks ordinary, not eye-catching at all."
"Hehe! You don't know this, right? I've watched all of Junior Brother Han's games. Let me tell you..."
Hearing this, Han Li withdrew his consciousness with a wry smile, shook his head, and flew straight to the top of the mountain.
Bai Feng Peak is not very high, and within a moment, Han Li flew to the top of the peak.
There is a flat land with a radius of 100 feet, surrounded by white clouds, full of spiritual energy, and it is as strict as a fairyland on earth.
And in this fairyland-like place, there is only a solitary pavilion standing there.
This pavilion is about twenty feet high and has three floors. It is completely made of unknown white wood and is not painted with any color, making it look elegant and simple.
Han Li walked down in front of the pavilion and said loudly without hesitation:
"Disciple Han Li, pay your respects to Master Song!"
As soon as he said these words, Han Li felt a faint trace of consciousness sweep over his body.
Han Li, however, pretended not to know and stood there with his usual expression.
After a while, a woman's gentle and touching voice came from the pavilion.
"Since you're here, just go up to the second floor. I'll wait for you here."
"Yes!" Han Li said nothing, stepped forward and gently pushed the wooden door.
The door to the pavilion was easily pushed open, and the first floor was empty. Except for a magic circle that seemed to be used for practicing, there was nothing else.
Han Li swept up and went directly to the second floor.
The layout on the second floor is similarly cold and concise, with only a few chairs and a low stone table except for a few wooden shelves piled with some magical artifacts and jade slips.
As soon as he emerged from the second floor, Han Li saw a woman in blue sitting on a chair, looking down at a pile of worn bamboo slips on the table. She seemed to be concentrating on studying something. It seemed that her cultivation was in the early stage of pill formation.
realm.
Han Li hesitated for a moment, and just when he was about to say something, the woman raised her head, revealing a stunning appearance that made people's hearts beat.
"Are you Han Li?" This seemingly twenty-five-year-old woman asked calmly.
"Yes, Master!" Han Li replied with lowered hands.
"Well! Since you can get here, it is your chance. I will naturally give you my best guidance. However, you can only stay in Chaofeng Pavilion for three days. Once the three days are up, you must leave this pavilion and Baifeng Peak?
How much you can comprehend during this period depends entirely on your luck." The woman stared at Han Li with unusually clear and bright eyes and said slowly.
"I don't know why, although this woman's cultivation level is not high, when Han Li was stared at by her, he suddenly felt that his body and mind were being peeped cleanly by her, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.
You know, with Han Li's current powerful spiritual consciousness, it is really weird for him to have such a feeling.
It was obvious that the other party had used some kind of mind-detecting magical power on him.
Without thinking too much, Han Li said yes with a respectful expression on the surface, but secretly, the Dayan Jue technique was instantly flowing around him, and he quickly protected his mind.
Just as Han Li was secretly vigilant and puzzled, a strange light flashed in the clear eyes of the woman in blue, and she closed her eyes with a trace of tiredness on her face.
"Recite the formula of the exercises you practice to me first. Then go to the first floor and wait for a while. Don't come up easily without my instructions. After I have a little understanding, I will call you up to explain in detail if you don't understand.
and obscure parts. Let’s start now!” the woman said softly.
"Yes, this disciple is practicing the Xuan Bing Jue given by Uncle Mu. This technique..." Han Li slowly recited it without changing his expression.
After a cup of tea, Han Li finally finished reciting it.
The woman in blue nodded slightly and waved her hand to signal Han Li to go down temporarily.
After Han Li saluted, he exited the second floor without saying a word.
The woman in blue looked at Han Li's disappearing back, frowning slightly and sitting on the chair without moving.
But after a moment, she slowly stood up with raised eyebrows, waved her hand, and a blue soundproof mask appeared on her body.
Then she took out a transmission talisman, whispered something calmly, and then threw the talisman out of the light shield, turning into a ray of fire and flying directly out of the window, and then disappeared.
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Halfway up the mountainside of the main peak of the Luoyun Sect, in the attic where the monks gathered during the last alchemy period, the white-bearded old man stood looking out the window with a leisurely expression.
Suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes, and a ray of fire shot directly towards him from the sky.
The old man remained silent. When he raised his hand, a cloud of white clouds shot out from his palm. The red light was swept into his hand and turned into a fierce fire.
The brief voice of the woman in blue came from the firelight.
"Han Li is fine, but Du Dong is evil!"
"Hmph! There is something wrong. I knew something was wrong. The Du family had a close relationship with the Fu family who was in charge of Baiqiaoyuan. They are really descendants of the Du family. They should naturally worship under the sect of Baiqiaoyuan. How could they come to my Luoyun Sect?
Here we come." The white-bearded old man said to himself coldly, with a hint of chill on his face.
"However, Junior Sister Song's 'Transparent Lingxi' magical power is becoming more and more powerful. Except for the two junior uncles, whether I can resist it is a matter of two people." The white-bearded old man seemed to have thought of something again.
He murmured with a hint of envy.
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More than two months later, in the western mountain range of Yunmeng Mountain, the sect of Baiqiaoyuan is located, in a huge valley surrounded by mountains.
Thousands of Baiqiaoyuan disciples wearing various colors gathered in the square in the center of the valley, talking excitedly and noisily.
There were many people looking at the sky eagerly, with impatient expressions on their faces, as if they were anxiously waiting for something.