When Han Li saw that the two people recognized him, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. After being silent for a while, he said leisurely:
"When I left my hometown to seek enlightenment, I didn't expect that the Han family would become a wealthy family. It shows that the saying that things are unpredictable is indeed true! You two, get up. My great-uncle has not returned to his hometown for so many years.
For the current Han family, they are no different than an outsider. There is no need to be so polite!"
"What did your uncle say? This is unfilial piety from our descendants. We didn't know that our uncle was still alive, otherwise we would have sent someone to fulfill our filial piety in front of our uncle." The middle-aged Confucian scholar stood up and said respectfully.
"Perform filial piety! That's not necessary. I'm just here to take a look and leave. I won't stay here any longer. I am already a person seeking immortality, so it's better to have less involvement in this worldly fate." Han Li waved his hand.
, said calmly.
"Uncle, are you leaving now? This is too hasty. It's better to follow Tian Xiao to the castle to see the other Han surnamed children. It's not too late to leave!" the Confucian scholar said in surprise.
"No need. When I came here just now, I flew past the Han family fort. The people in the fort were all scanned with their spiritual consciousness. Unfortunately, although there are many people in the Han family, no one has spiritual roots. No one like me.
What a chance. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind bringing one or two disciples of my clan to practice." Han Li sighed, feeling a little regretful.
"It seems that those of us who are descendants are not blessed enough to have a chance to seek immortality with our great-uncle." A trace of disappointment flashed across the Confucian scholar's face, and he said with a wry smile.
"Having spiritual roots that are only available to immortal cultivators is a rare thing. It is normal for hundreds of Han family members not to have this qualification. Moreover, according to my original intention, Han and Li's children should not enter the world of immortal cultivation.
Okay. After all, the current world of immortal cultivation is not peaceful. Entire clans and sects are wiped out from time to time. It would be really bad if the entire Han family is implicated." Han Li shook his head and said.
"Everything is done according to the orders of my fourth uncle." Hearing what Han Lidu said, the Confucian scholar was stunned for a moment, but then he replied honestly.
"Which generation descendant are you from Li Feiyu? What's your name?" Han Li turned his eyes and suddenly stared at the bearded man and asked.
Hearing this, the big man hurriedly lowered his head and replied:
"Junior Li Feng is the eleventh generation descendant of ancestor Fei Yu. He has met Uncle Han."
"Li Feiyu and I were brothers in the past. I can bear it if you call me uncle. Just now I saw that you protected Tian Xiao a lot. It seems that the Li family has indeed taken good care of our Han family over the years. I
Naturally, this uncle of the Han family cannot treat the people of the Li family badly. Here are some elixirs that will be of great help to those who practice martial arts. They can save you, the children of the Li family, most of the hard work of cultivating your internal strength. Please accept it for the time being." Han Li said with one hand.
He patted the storage bag, a white light flashed, and seven or eight small bottles of various colors suddenly appeared in his hand. He handed them to the big man.
The big man was overjoyed when he heard this and hurriedly took the vials with thanks.
You must know that although it does not take decades for people in the Jianghu to cultivate their internal strength, as it does for immortal cultivators, it still takes many years and months to achieve even a small amount of success. With these pills, the Li family will naturally become more skilled.
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When the middle-aged Confucian scholar saw this, he was very happy for his friend. He looked at Han Li with a hint of expectation.
Seeing this, Han Li smiled slightly. He calmly took off a spirit beast bag from his waist and patted it lightly.
Immediately, thousands of three-color gold-eating insects surged out of the bag. Amidst the buzzing sound, a three-color insect cloud about ten feet in size was formed, which was dazzling and dazzling, like thousands of stars appearing in the daytime.
The Confucian scholars and the big man were dumbfounded, secretly claiming to be surprised.
Han Li didn't say much and pointed at the cloud of insects above his head.
These more than a thousand gold-eating insects suddenly gathered in the middle and instantly turned into a three-color sword floating in the air. Han Li stretched out his hand and the sword made a clear sound and fell onto his hand.
This strange scene made the two Confucian scholars even more stunned.
Han Li held the sword in one hand and gently stroked the sword's blade with the other hand, with a gloomy expression on his face.
But after a while, he still sighed, opened his mouth and blurted out a ball of cyan spiritual energy, which just sprayed on the sword. Suddenly a green light flashed, and a green and simple scabbard appeared on the surface of the sword.
Han Li practiced his sword with the sheath lying in front of him.
"This sword is made by me refining spiritual insects. It can kill people and destroy enemies on its own. I will keep it in this ancestral hall. If one day, the Han family is really in danger of being wiped out, I can let the family members hide in this ancestral hall. With this sword, you can temporarily avoid disaster. But you must remember that I do not control this sword personally. Once the spiritual sword is unsheathed, except for the people in the ancestral hall, it will kill all the animals within ten miles. So ten million Use it with caution. There is a jade pendant here that contains a trace of my essence. Only by wearing this jade can the sword be unsheathed, otherwise a mortal cannot unsheath the sword. From now on, this jade pendant will be handed over to the heads of the Han family in the past generations. Let's do it." Han Li took out another piece of crystal clear jade and warned the Confucian scholar.
"My grandnephew, please remember your uncle's teachings!" After seeing Han Li's incredible methods, the Confucian scholar no longer had any doubts about Han Li. After hearing these words, he was surprised and hurriedly replied.
Seeing this, Han Li smiled faintly and did not immediately hand over the sword and jade pendant to the other party. Instead, he warned him again.
"Another point, you have to remember. Because this sword is sealed by a sheath of spiritual energy, this gold-devouring sword can only be used three times. Every time it is used, the sheath will become thinner. After using it three times, the sheath will become thinner. It will disintegrate and disappear. The spirit sword will turn into a spirit insect again and disappear. I think that with three chances to save the Han family from the disaster, my great-uncle can be considered worthy of the Han family. After all, there is no eternal wealth in the world. But in order to prevent future generations from taking advantage of it, they want to use this sword to do some evil things. This gold-devouring sword cannot leave this ancestral hall before it is unsheathed. Once it leaves this place, it will also turn into nothing and cease to exist. .Nevertheless, if you use this sword properly, it should be enough to let the Han family continue to be prosperous for hundreds of years. After that, it may not be a bad thing for the Han family to return to the ordinary."
After Han Li said these words, he handed over the two things."
The Confucian scholar said yes again and again, bowed down to receive the sword, and carefully enshrined it on the spiritual table in the middle, before returning to stand in front of Han Li and listen to the instructions below.
Han Li was quite satisfied with the respectful attitude of the Confucian scholar. After thinking for a while, he took out two light yellow vials and threw them to the Confucian scholar and the big man respectively. Looking at the somewhat astonished eyes of the two men, Han Li said with a smile:
"The things just now were left for the Han and Li families. You two are my descendants after all. Seeing my great-uncle this time with your own eyes means you have a chance with me. I have to give you some. It's good. Although the elixirs in these two bottles are of no use to me, they can still have some miraculous effects on prolonging life and strengthening the body for mortals. You two can accept them. That's enough. It can guarantee that you two will live to be a hundred years old."
"Thank you, fourth uncle!"
"Thank you, Uncle Han!"
Hearing this, the Confucian scholars and the big man thanked each other with small bottles in their hands, looking overjoyed. It seems that this gift is...
Han Li nodded and looked around again, then asked with a hint of curiosity:
"You two were able to recognize me from the beginning. It seems that you really have preserved my portrait. If it is in this ancestral hall, show it to me. I am very curious about who painted it."
"The portrait is indeed in the attic. Please wait a moment, uncle." The Confucian scholar was startled after hearing this, but he immediately replied.
Walk to the side of the attic and press on the seemingly ordinary wall.
A "crack" sound was heard.
Part of the wall flipped over, revealing five or six brocade and silk images hanging on the inner floor.
Han Li took a few steps forward and stood motionless in front of an image. On it was a smiling young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a hint of childishness on his face, exactly what Han Li looked like in the past.
"This picture is said to have been handed over to our Han family from the ancestors of the Li family. As for who painted it, we don't know." The middle-aged Confucian scholar stood behind Han Li and explained softly.
But Han Li didn't seem to hear anything. After a few glances, his eyes fell on another picture. Above was a portrait of Han's father in official clothes. His face was much older than when he went back to the small village to peek, but his face was full of smiles.
of joy.
A sad look flashed across Han Li's face. Then he glanced around and saw several other pictures falling into his eyes one by one.
The other portraits all showed old men with white hair and sideburns. It took a lot of effort for Han Li to identify the old looks of his brothers. A variety of emotions surged through his heart, and he was stunned.
At this moment, the Confucian scholar and the tall man with a beard were very wise and did not disturb Han Li.
But at this time, Han Li muttered a few words to himself. But his voice was too low, making it difficult to hear clearly.
When the two Confucian scholars were about to listen carefully, a dazzling green light erupted from Han Li's body. They were startled and subconsciously closed their eyes. When they opened their eyes again, Han Li was already gone.
No, but the sound of Han Li's words reached their ears at the same time.
"Although I already have some powers as a land god, I also have some powerful enemies. Don't tell others about my meeting with you today. As long as the news doesn't leak out, don't let outsiders see the gold-devouring spiritual sword.
, the monks in the world of immortality will not notice you mortals, so you can rest easy. From now on, I will concentrate on pursuing the path of immortality, and I will never get involved with the Han family again. Just take care of yourself!"
As soon as he finished speaking these words, Han Li's voice suddenly stopped, as if he had wandered away.
After the big man and the middle-aged Confucian scholar looked at each other, they couldn't help but look at each other.