There was a muffled sound, and the giant fist hit Han Li hard on the back.
The big man was happy at first, but his expression immediately changed.
There was a flash of green light, and the big man suddenly flew back as if he had been hit hard by a giant hammer.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar's face changed drastically, and then he showed a look of astonishment.
Because as soon as the big man's huge body landed in front of him, his body suddenly slowed down and his feet landed lightly on the ground, as if nothing happened.
"Brother Li, are you okay? Have you been hurt secretly?" Although the Confucian scholar is just a scholar with no power, he often comes into contact with the big man surnamed Li, and he also knows that people in the world have many skills that can hurt others invisible. Therefore,
asked worriedly.
"It's okay, I'm not injured. The other party's skills are unfathomable, but he doesn't seem to have any malicious intentions." The big man surnamed Li took a deep breath and realized that his body was unharmed, and he couldn't help but whisper in surprise.
When the Confucian scholar heard this, he felt a little relieved. He nodded and turned to look at Han Li.
"This strong man, I am Han Tianxiao, the head of the Han family. I wonder if the strong man came here specifically to wait for Han!" the Confucian scholar said calmly, his expression not disturbed at all.
"Master of the Han family!"
Han Li finally turned around slowly.
"Ah You……"
"impossible!"
"Hmph! What do you mean?"
Before Han Li could say anything, the Confucian scholar and the big man lost their voices at the same time as soon as they saw Han Li's appearance clearly. But then the Confucian scholar remembered something, and his expression darkened.
After the big man was startled, he also suddenly showed an evil look on his face.
"Do you recognize me?" Han Li frowned and asked. He glanced at the two people, trying to find some traces of familiar people in them. But after secretly smiling bitterly, he failed.
"Your Majesty, are you asking questions knowingly? Since you took a portrait and disguised yourself as our fourth uncle of the Han family, why don't you dare to admit it in person?" The Confucian scholar stared at Han Li and said every word.
"Fourth uncle?" When Han Li heard this, he showed a half-smiling expression. Back then, he was the fourth in the family, so the fourth uncle naturally referred to him.
What I don't understand is that he has never met any of his relatives face to face since he became an adult. How did these descendants of the Han family know his appearance?
"Oh! When did I say that I was your fourth uncle? Could it be that I was born with such looks?" Han Li said with a slight smile.
"There are indeed many people with similar looks in the world, but you are the only one who looks exactly like your ancestors and appears in my Han family's ancestral hall." The anger on the Confucian scholar's face quickly disappeared and he said indifferently.
"Good response! You are worthy of being an official in the court. The Han family can be prosperous today. You, the younger generation, must have contributed a lot!" Han Li's expression softened and he praised.
"Why, your Excellency is really planning to pretend to be an ancestor." When the Confucian scholar heard this, a sinister look flashed in his eyes, and he said a little angrily.
"I'm pretending. Why am I pretending? First, tell me why you know my face. Remember that I left home when I was young. My family probably doesn't know my face. Could it be that someone from the Qixuan Sect drew it for you?
Hey, your surname is Li. How is it related to Li Feiyu back then?" Han Li turned his gaze and landed on the bearded man. He narrowed his eyes slightly and finally felt that there was a hint of familiarity between the man's brows.
"You...how do you know the name of our ancestor? It turns out that you all know the affairs of our Li family so clearly." The big man was startled and then showed the same expression of shock and anger.
After Han Li heard this, he laughed it off without comment.
"Since you keep claiming to be your great-uncle, you must also know that our great-uncle of the Han family left home when he was young and his whereabouts are unknown. But so many years have passed. So, you are more than 200 years old. Why can't Han see you? You look so old." The Confucian scholar was shocked when he heard Han Li blurt out the "Qixuan Sect" and "Li Feiyu" and asked a little suspiciously.
You know, he also recently learned about the past events of the Han family and the Li family from a handwritten note. The other party knew it so clearly. Could it be that he had already read the handwritten note?
Thinking of this, the Confucian scholar couldn't help but look at the table where the spiritual tablets were enshrined. There was a mezzanine there, and he enshrined the notebook in its interior.
Han Li saw something strange in the Confucian scholar's gaze. His consciousness followed his gaze and glanced at the spiritual table, and the letters in the mezzanine fell into his eyes.
Han Li raised his hand unceremoniously and waved at the table.
A scene suddenly appeared that stunned the two big men.
There was a flash of light on the spiritual table, and a ball of green and soft light held a withered yellow manual, floated out of the table, and flew directly towards Han Li.
Han Li grabbed the manual, shook it slightly, and the light disappeared. Then he calmly looked through the manual.
Although the Confucian scholar has been in officialdom for a long time and has long been able to remain unchanged despite the collapse of Mount Tai, he couldn't help but swallow dryly at this moment and glanced at the big man in panic.
The big man's expression was not much better, but his face changed drastically, and there was a strange look, whether it was joy or fear.
Just when the Confucian scholar felt something strange, the big man with a beard clasped his fists in both hands, bowed to Han Li and gave a deep salute, and said hesitantly.
"Excuse me, are you the legendary cultivator of immortals? If so, your status as an immortal will not conspire against ordinary people like us. I wonder if your predecessors have tokens to prove your identity. After all, it is a big deal. Brother Han Xian and I It’s impossible to believe people easily just by what they say.”
The Confucian scholar was stunned when he heard the big man's words. Then he remembered some rumored things in his mind. He couldn't help but take a breath and looked at Han Li with a hint of awe.
"Oh! I didn't expect you to know how to cultivate immortals. It's really not easy! From this handbook, it seems that you are really a descendant of Li Feiyu. It's incredible. Li Feiyu's children actually formed a close family relationship with our Han family. I said at the beginning I didn't think of anything. It's difficult if you want a token. At that time, I wholeheartedly sought the truth and hurriedly said goodbye to my hometown. I didn't have any tokens with me. I even left Brother Li without saying goodbye. The only thing left behind was Just a piece of paper and a few bottles of elixirs." Han Li said casually.
"Elixirs. Could it be that in our Li family, the few medicine bottles that have been enshrined in the ancestral hall were left behind by our seniors?" The big man surnamed Li suddenly said with a bit of surprise.
"In order to achieve great martial arts achievements, your ancestor even took the marrow extracting pill. Even if I left the pill, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to die." Han Li sighed and said sadly.
"Li doesn't know these things that senior said. However, my father is still alive, so maybe he knows some things about our ancestors. After all, there are some secrets that only the family heads of the past generations can know. If senior allows me, I will send you a letter right now. I want to ask if this is true or not." The tall man with a beard hesitated for a moment and said carefully.
At this moment, he had already believed more than half of it. The ancestors of the Li family who left such a huge foundation did not live long and died young.
"No need. When I came back this time, I didn't intend to disturb anyone. I just wanted to see the last thing that concerned me in the world and put an end to the world. Now I see that the Han family and the descendants of my best friend are all safe and sound. I
I feel relieved." Han Li waved his hand and said solemnly.
After hearing this, the tall man with a beard became anxious and winked wildly at the Confucian scholar.
After all, he knew very well what it meant to the Han and Li family to have an ancestor who was an immortal cultivator.
A big man can think of the pros and cons of this matter, and a Confucian scholar naturally knows it more clearly. After pondering for a while, he also said respectfully:
"If you are really my fourth uncle, there is another way to immediately verify the authenticity of your identity. In our Han family ancestral hall, we have preserved some old things that were used by our ancestors. If seniors can collect these things one by one,
The juniors will naturally believe what the seniors say. Only the heads of the Han family in the past are qualified to wipe and enshrine these things with their own hands, and others will never be able to tell them."
"Take out the old things and look at them. I left home early back then, so I don't know how many of them I can distinguish," Han Li said calmly.
If it was not too troublesome, he would not refuse the recognition of the descendants of the Han family.
"Senior, please rest assured. Many of these things are nostalgic things that our ancestors kept from childhood when they were in poverty. Seniors should know them. I will take out the things right now." After the Confucian scholar saluted Han Li, he said
Went downstairs.
There was a slight noise downstairs.
After a while, the Confucian scholar came up holding a tray covered with red cloth and presented it respectfully to Han Li.
Han Li pulled off the red cloth and saw several shabby little things in front of him.
"Hey! It turns out they are these things. I didn't expect to see them again in this life." Han Li said with a hint of surprise and surprise.
"Do all the seniors recognize these things?" the Confucian scholar asked cautiously, looking a little nervous.
"Most of them are old things, so of course everyone knows about them. There are also two or three things that were added after I left home. I don't know who belongs to them. This slingshot and small bow belong to my second brother Han Zhu when he was a child.
I like to play with these things the most. And this wooden hairpin is my mother's favorite thing. The dry pipe is..." Every time Han Li picked up an item, he murmured a few words in his mouth, as if he were counting treasures from his family.
After only hearing half of Han Li's words, the Confucian scholar became convinced.
So before Han Li could finish speaking, he immediately pulled the big man and bowed respectfully.
"Han Tianxiao, the unfilial descendant, pays homage to his fourth uncle. If he has acted unfilially before, I hope my uncle will forgive me." After saying this, the Confucian scholar did not dare to look at Han Li, his face full of shame and uneasiness.