After spending a night in the woods, Han Li collected the Tiansha demon corpse the next day and headed straight for Wanling Mountain.
Yesterday, before finding Zi Ling and others, he found no trace of the Tianji Sect disciples in the city. Therefore, although he held the token given by the Tianji Sect elders in his hand, he could not use it for a while, let alone find Nanlong.
Wait.
It seems that either the Tianji Sect monks have other residences, or the people from this sect have not yet come here.
Han Li was not in a hurry about this. He was going to find a place near Wanling Mountain to temporarily settle down and refine some pill-forming puppets.
He had those two ritual rings in his hand, and even if he didn't look for them himself, Nanlong Hou would probably come looking for them.
By now, Han Li also vaguely understood that the Northern Yuan Light the other party mentioned was definitely not at the entrance to the outer valley, but most likely appeared in the passage into the inner valley.
Otherwise, no matter how powerful the Ghost Spirit Sect is, it will not be able to allow hundreds of monks to avoid the Northern Lights and enter the valley at the same time.
While Han Li was thinking about it, he turned into a blue rainbow and moved forward calmly.
With Han Li's escape speed, he was able to throw Ye Hua City in the distance out of sight in a matter of seconds, and escaped dozens of miles away.
With the current speed of escape, it would only take half a day to reach the vicinity of Wanling Mountain.
I heard that several markets near Wanling Mountain had already opened up in advance. Han Li happened to go to these markets first to purchase some materials for refining puppets.
Han Li once obtained almost all the rare materials accumulated by a medium-sized sect in the gambling battle of the border battle and by using the ancient lamp inherited by the Mulan people. These materials worth nearly ten million spiritual stones were enough for Han Li to refine
Create a daunting number of high-level puppets.
So what he went to the market to purchase were some common materials commonly used in refining puppets.
As for the ancient Yuanying-level puppet that he wanted to refine, although he found two or three missing materials from the Qianzhu Sect in the far west, he has not yet collected all of them. There is also a material called "Blood Phoenix Wood"
.It has never been collected.
This kind of material is a rare top-level weapon refining material. Although it is not as difficult to obtain as Geng Jing, it is also something with a price and no market. When can you collect it, you can only try your luck.
Fortunately, Han Li had already told the disciples of the Luoyun Sect to help him pay attention. Once there is news about this kind of material, he must get it in time or simply notify him. It is only a matter of time to get this thing together. But before entering the Falling Demon Valley
.It is simply out of reach.
Suddenly Han Li's expression changed, Dun Guang paused, and his speed suddenly slowed down.
Because not far ahead, the spiritual energy was stirring and the light was flashing, and there were monks fighting fiercely.
Han Li frowned, but didn't care.
Nowadays, dragons and snakes are mixed here, and there is no one to take charge of the overall situation. It is normal for enemies to meet together and have a fight.
With Han Li's cultivation level, he was within a few hundred feet of them in the blink of an eye, but these monks were still fighting on their own in a daze.
Four men and one woman were divided into two hostile parties.
Han Li glanced around and saw that they were all in the Dan-formation stage, and most of them were in the early or middle stages of Dan-formation. However, the two sides seemed to have a lot of grudges. Not only were the magic weapons flying in the sky, but the various talismans in their hands were even shooting at each other and exploding.
Non-stop.
However, one of the two men and one woman was completely at a disadvantage by the two monks on the other side. However, this was not because the monks on the opposite side had greater magic power than them, but because the two monks, one tall and one short,
It actually drove hundreds of giant moths, surrounding the two men and one woman.
These terrifying giant moths the size of palms must have sprayed out colorful poisonous powder as they flapped their wings. Most of the energy of the three people on the opposite side was used to cast spells to protect themselves from the wind and rain. In addition,
The two male cultivators were attacked by magic weapons. The three men and women were unable to deal with it, so they were naturally defeated.
However, from Han Li's perspective, although the three men and women were at a disadvantage, it would not be possible to determine the winner in an instant.
And based on the cultivation of these people, apart from the silver giant pen and the golden scroll magic weapon offered by those poisonous moths and a scholar in brocade robes, which made Han Li look at them more interestedly, the fighting skills of other monks were naturally incomparable to Han Li.
The Dharma eye has been established.
Although he didn't know what sect these monks belonged to, Han Li had no interest in meddling in other people's business. He was just about to pass by without asking anything. When he turned his eyes, he suddenly noticed a yellow maple leaf embroidered on the cuffs of the Confucian scholar.
"Yellow Maple Valley?" Han Li was startled for a moment. He was a little surprised. Then he glanced at the Confucian scholar's face, and his expression changed.
However, after just a moment's delay, the two monks who had gained the upper hand in the battle finally discovered Han Li's escape light, which was within a hundred feet away.
The two monks who drove the poisonous moth were startled and hurriedly swept it away with their spiritual consciousness. As a result, their expressions changed greatly at the same time.
"I don't know which senior came here. The junior Yuling Sect disciples are joining the seniors." The two monks, tall and short, hurriedly collected the magic weapons and weapons, leaving only the poisonous moths still entangled with the three male and female monks, while he flew to the side.
He cupped his fists and saluted Han Li from a distance.
"Yu Ling Sect! Are you two monks from the Demon Sect?" Upon hearing this, Han Li simply flew above them, stopped the escaping light, and revealed his own figure.
"You are Senior Han from the Luoyun Sect!" One of the tall monks blurted out as soon as he saw Han Li's true face clearly, and he actually recognized Han Li.
"Do you recognize me?" Han Li glanced at this person and said calmly.
"Junior once participated in the border battle and saw Senior Han display his magical powers." The Yuling Sect monk was greatly uneasy, but on the surface he replied more respectfully.
"It's good that you recognize me. Although I don't want to get involved in the affairs of you juniors. But I have some old friendships with Huang Maple Valley. If you collect those spiritual insects, today's battle will end here." Han Li was not polite, his eyes were bright.
After a flash, he said straight to the point.
Upon hearing Han Li's words, the two men looked at each other and couldn't help but look at each other.
"What? Do you two fellow Taoists find it difficult?" Han Li's face darkened, and his tone became a little unkind.
"Since it is the senior's order, the junior will naturally obey it." The tall monk was very clever. When he saw Han Li's expression, his heart suddenly thumped, and he secretly thought that he was confused. Since this man had intervened in this matter, what should they do?
There was room for hesitation and he immediately agreed.
Then he winked at another monk, the two of them made secrets in their hands, and hurriedly fired out a series of spells, and at the same time, they launched two spirit beast bags into the air.
The poisonous moths that were entangled with the three men and women suddenly dispersed and flew into the air, swarming into the bag of spirit beasts in the air.
The three male and female monks had naturally seen Han Li a long time ago. They were just attacked by the poisonous moth's poisonous powder and did not hear clearly the words of Han Li's conversation with his opponent. But now that they had escaped from the trap inexplicably, they naturally knew that they must be with Xin Li.
It has something to do with Han Li who broke into this place.
The three of them were overjoyed and immediately looked at each other and hurriedly flew towards Han Li.
But at this moment, the two Demonic Cultivators of the Yuling Sect, not knowing whether they were afraid of Han Li or unwilling to stay with the three male and female cultivators, cautiously said to Han Li:
"I wonder if the senior has anything else to tell the junior? The junior will definitely do his best."
"It's nothing. You two can leave now." Han Li seemed to have guessed what they were thinking. He waved his hand and said calmly.
"Then I'll take my leave first." Upon hearing this, the two men, as if hearing the words of amnesty, gave Han Li a hasty salute, and immediately turned into two green lights and flew away into the distance.
At this time, three scholars in golden robes just flew over.
Seeing the Yuling Sect monks escaping, the three people naturally looked at each other in surprise. Then the middle-aged Confucian scholar headed by them stepped forward to salute, and said with a respectful look:
"Thank you, senior, for your rescue. My brother and sister are very grateful. I wonder what your surname is, senior?" When the Confucian scholar saw that Han Li was so young, he was surprised and felt that Han Li's face was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.
Look.
"Are you a monk from Huang Maple Valley?" Han Li did not answer the other party, but asked expressionlessly.
"Junior Huang Fenggu Chen Qiaotian. These are my sworn brothers and sisters. They are disciples of Huadaowu. Do you know the ancestor Linghu, senior?" the Confucian scholar said cautiously. He saw that Han Li was not an expert from the six sects he knew, but he still helped him.
, naturally I felt that this senior in the Nascent Soul Stage would help because he had a relationship with Ancestor Linghu.
"Chen Qiaotian! Are you from the Chen family?" A strange look appeared on Han Li's face.
"Senior also knows about junior's family?" The Confucian scholar was greatly surprised and stunned.
Han Li fell silent. He just looked at the Confucian scholar again. This made the three people opposite him feel a little uneasy.
"The Chen family is one of the three major immortal cultivating families in Huang Maple Valley. How could I not know? What is your relationship with Chen Qiaoqian?" Han Li asked slowly after taking a breath.
"Senior, do you recognize my sister?" The Confucian scholar was stunned and said in surprise.
"Chen Qiaoqian is your sister?" Although Han Li had guessed a bit, he still looked surprised when he heard what the other party said.
The Confucian scholar was even more confused, wondering what the relationship between the master in front of him and his sister was.
"Is Chen Qiaoqian okay?" Han Li looked uncertain for a long time, but finally asked slowly.
"My sister is not an alchemy monk. She contracted a strange disease and passed away more than a hundred years ago." Chen Qiaotian replied with a strange expression.
"died!"
When Han Li heard the words, he murmured in a low and inaudible voice. Chen Qiaoqian's beautiful and beautiful face could not help but appear in his mind. He also recalled the scene where he and this girl finally expressed their feelings while traveling in the mountains with him. He couldn't help but froze in place.
, somewhat demented.
"Senior, do you know my little sister?" Chen Qiaotian couldn't help but ask after seeing Han Li looking so strange.
"Of course I know you! When I saw your sister for the last time, I heard that she was getting married. But then the devil invaded, so I wonder if her wedding will be held as scheduled." Han Li suppressed the faint sadness in his heart and calmly said