After Han Li's expression changed for a moment, he returned to normal in a blink of an eye. He walked leisurely by the shop in Liulian Hall as if nothing had happened.
Zhenren Miaohe and another old man in yellow robe only glanced at Han Li. Although he was a little surprised that the thin old man dressed in Han Li had a good cultivation level, he did not go to his heart too much and took the other four monks of Jiedan directly to the center of the city.
Han Li also walked forward without looking back, as if he was just passing by the Sixth Regiment Hall.
However, at this time, the lips of the old man in the yellow robe moved slightly, but no sound came out, and he began to talk to something using the technique of sound transmission.
Han Li paused slightly with his back to the two, but then he returned to normal, getting further and further away from Miaohe Zhenren and others.
After the last turn, Han Li walked into a loft that looked quite grand.
It took him a full hour to see him off by a monk dressed in a shopkeeper.
But he did not leave immediately, and walked into another nearby house. When Han Li walked out of the fifth shop with satisfaction, he had already collected more than a hundred high-level spirit stones exchanged for magic weapons, ancient treasures and some rare materials.
But when he walked out this time, he suddenly found that several unknown Jiedan monks were nearby, one of them seemed to be nothing, but there was a trace of strange colors flashing in his eyes.
Han Li sneered, immediately canceled his original plan, walked out of the market swaggeringly along the street, and finally walked out of the Shicheng.
Most of the monks used concealment magic to follow Han Li out of the city gate, but immediately looked at each other.
Because Han Li, who was obviously still under their divine consciousness, disappeared strangely in front of everyone, and the nearby area was empty and there was no escape light.
These monks naturally had a chaos.
Some of them were secretly sent by those shops, while others noticed that Han Li frequently went in and out of several shops. Every time, the shopkeeper sent it respectfully, and followed him up with his heart.
Although the old man dressed in Han Li was a late-stage monk in Jiedan, these people would not really be tempted by enough interests.Even before, someone had already discussed the joint efforts.
But now Han Li's mystery disappeared, which made the monks stunned and could only search nearby for a while, but found nothing. Finally, they could only return to Shicheng in depressedness.
Not long after these people left, a green light flashed from the high altitude where Han Li disappeared, and a figure flashed out in a blur.
Then the inspiration of his body subsided, and the figure solidified and formed, and it was Han Li who had recovered his original face.
Han Li looked at Shicheng, and a hint of sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
If he hadn't suddenly had another plan and did not want to alarm the snake before, and let the Nascent Soul monks in this city discover his existence, he would never have let the monks who came out live back.
It should have been a great luck for them to fail to see through Han Li's hidden spell.Otherwise, Han Li would have thought about destroying these monks with a wave of his hand.
After Han Li looked around in the sky, he determined a certain direction and turned into a blue light and walked away.
After a moment, the green light fell in the valley between the two hills surrounding the town.
The birds sing and the flowers are fragrant here, which is extremely quiet, and some thick mountain fog gathers and cannot disperse.
Han Li just glanced around and nodded slightly.
With a raised hand, a stack of colorful array flags appeared. After more than a dozen lights shot out, they disappeared around.
Then a layer of white mist quickly emerged from the ground and merged with the water mist in the valley, and could no longer separate each other.
Han Li's figure was submerged in the fog.
Han Li, who had set up a hidden magic circle, slapped a bag of spirit beasts on his waist in the mist.
There was a loud buzzing sound, and thousands of gold-eating insects swarmed out of the bag and turned into a ball of golden clouds to hang in front of them.
Han Li sat cross-legged, muttering something lightly in his mouth, and a green light began to flash.
After a bang, the insect clouds turned into golden flowers and flew away in all directions.
Almost at the same time, Han Li suddenly opened his eyes. The divine light in his eyes was extremely crystal clear at first, and then it became extremely dim.
This is exactly the magical secret technique that Han Li used once in the Demon Valley to transform into Thousand Secrets. It is a magical power he realized by himself with the help of the Great Yan Art. It can transform most of his spiritual consciousness into thousands of small divine thoughts, temporarily attached to each gold-eating insect, as if thousands of ears and ears were added for a while.
This technique of transforming the secrets of spiritual consciousness from Han Li's previous technique of using divine thoughts to attach spiritual objects seems to be somewhat similar, but it is completely different.
One is to split most of the spiritual consciousness into countless small, divine thoughts at once, and search and probe them with the help of the gold-eating insect's ears and eyes. It must be implemented under the personal command of the soul and cannot exceed a certain range, otherwise the divine thoughts will be retracted by themselves.
The other is to attach the independent spirit to the spiritual objects, so that the spirit can flexibly direct the spirit objects to do things according to the prior instructions. The soul will not interfere, and can even directly command the spirit insects and beasts that have been sacrificed to attack the enemy. To a certain extent, it is similar to the incarnation technique.
And as long as the time is less than the time to send it, it is OK no matter how far away from the caster.
Unless the divine consciousness is inconvenient, it is difficult to use, and it feels quite useless.
The technique of attaching spiritual objects is a great supernatural power that few monks in the late stage of the Nascent Soul can master, and cannot be compared.
Now, after all the gold-eating insects flew out of the white mist, some immediately drilled into the ground and some took off. In the blink of an eye, all the spirit insects disappeared without a trace.
Han Li, who was sitting cross-legged in the magic circle, closed his eyes again, his face cold and wooden.
As time passed little by little, the sun in the sky gradually set from the sea. Finally, at night, the entire Biling Island fell into darkness.
However, the lights in the stone city were brightly lit, and the moonstones filled with spiritual power were shining, shining everywhere in the stone city like a daytime.
As a result, the surroundings of Shicheng became extremely dark, and the sound of the sea breeze kept roaring, as if countless demons were hidden in the darkness.
Although monks can also clearly see things regardless of day and night, they spend a little bit of mana at night, but the distance is far inferior to that during the day.
But it is not possible in the alien sea. There are many monsters outside the sea. Not to mention that they usually rush on the sea surface, even if they stay on the island at night, they may be secretly approached by some monsters who are proficient in concealment techniques and then suddenly attacked them!
After all, it is impossible for ordinary monks to release their divine thoughts at all times. The number of monks who fall every year is almost as large as the number of monks who fall because of their official hunting and killing monsters is greater.
Therefore, unless there is an urgent matter or a high-level monk with great powers in his own right, the monks on the island will try their best to be vigilant as soon as possible. The monks gathering points will naturally be fully opened, and all monks who have not gone out to sea will retreat.
In the stone city covered by mountains, eight stone towers lit up at the same time, and a light blue light curtain protected the entire stone city in it to prevent monsters from sneaking into the city for sneak attacks.
But on such a night, several people with cloaks quietly arrived at a certain city gate.
The guard was a monk in the Killing Pill and several monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage. The leader just opened his cloak slightly and revealed his true appearance. When the monk guarded him saw it, he immediately hurriedly opened a crack in the city protection ban and sent a few people out of the stone city.
As soon as these people left the city, they immediately turned into several rays of light and sank into the dark night sky, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
The few people were not slow to escape, but none of them spoke, just rushed to the road.
But after more than a hundred miles away from the stone city, a light sound suddenly came from a light of escape. The light of escape paused, and a thin white line shot out from the light of escape, and flashed into the void behind him.
The other monks were stunned by one of them and couldn't help but stop the escape light, turning their heads and looking back.
With a gushing sound, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from the black air far away. The white line faintly hit something. After a strange scream, a golden light as big as a fist fell straight down from a distance.
What is that?Another monk said in surprise.
However, the monk who took the initiative to attack made a move, and the white line suddenly flew back from a distance. After a circle, it turned into a snow-white needle and fell into his hand.
At this time, he slowly said: I don’t know, it seems to be some kind of spiritual insect, whether it is wild or someone is domesticated.But this worm was not pierced by my "White Ai Needle", it was really hard.You go and pick up the corpse of this worm, and I see what kind of spiritual insect it is!The last sentence was when the man turned around and ordered the two monks behind him.
Suddenly, the two people behind him agreed respectfully, turning into two rays of escape light and heading straight into the dark ground in the distance, looking for the golden spirit insect that was shot dead.
But after a cup of tea, the two of them flew back in depressed mood.
Qi reported to the sect leader, the spirit insect seemed to be dead, and no body was found there!One person replied nervously.
Not dead?Do you think my white ai needle is an embroidery needle?Killing a mere spiritual insect, but returning in vain!The monk who took action sank, and seemed a little angry.
Brother Bai, maybe that thing is really not dead, and I didn’t find any trace of that spirit insect.At this time, another monk with a cloak suddenly said solemnly.
This is true, let me see!The monk who released the fine needle treasure was suddenly shocked and hurriedly covered his spiritual sense in the distance and searched carefully.
As a result, after a moment, the face under his cloak became extremely ugly, and no trace of the golden spirit insect was found in that area.
In amazement, his lips moved slightly and sent a few words. Then another monk raised his hand without saying a word. One released a small green hammer, and the other raised countless thin white silks in his hand. The two treasures protected themselves in the blink of an eye.
Which expert is following me?Don't be sneaky, come out and see you!The monk who released the white silk shouted loudly, and his eyes shone with brilliance, and suddenly a shocking momentum surged into the sky.
Zhenren Miaohe and another old man in yellow robe only glanced at Han Li. Although he was a little surprised that the thin old man dressed in Han Li had a good cultivation level, he did not go to his heart too much and took the other four monks of Jiedan directly to the center of the city.
Han Li also walked forward without looking back, as if he was just passing by the Sixth Regiment Hall.
However, at this time, the lips of the old man in the yellow robe moved slightly, but no sound came out, and he began to talk to something using the technique of sound transmission.
Han Li paused slightly with his back to the two, but then he returned to normal, getting further and further away from Miaohe Zhenren and others.
After the last turn, Han Li walked into a loft that looked quite grand.
It took him a full hour to see him off by a monk dressed in a shopkeeper.
But he did not leave immediately, and walked into another nearby house. When Han Li walked out of the fifth shop with satisfaction, he had already collected more than a hundred high-level spirit stones exchanged for magic weapons, ancient treasures and some rare materials.
But when he walked out this time, he suddenly found that several unknown Jiedan monks were nearby, one of them seemed to be nothing, but there was a trace of strange colors flashing in his eyes.
Han Li sneered, immediately canceled his original plan, walked out of the market swaggeringly along the street, and finally walked out of the Shicheng.
Most of the monks used concealment magic to follow Han Li out of the city gate, but immediately looked at each other.
Because Han Li, who was obviously still under their divine consciousness, disappeared strangely in front of everyone, and the nearby area was empty and there was no escape light.
These monks naturally had a chaos.
Some of them were secretly sent by those shops, while others noticed that Han Li frequently went in and out of several shops. Every time, the shopkeeper sent it respectfully, and followed him up with his heart.
Although the old man dressed in Han Li was a late-stage monk in Jiedan, these people would not really be tempted by enough interests.Even before, someone had already discussed the joint efforts.
But now Han Li's mystery disappeared, which made the monks stunned and could only search nearby for a while, but found nothing. Finally, they could only return to Shicheng in depressedness.
Not long after these people left, a green light flashed from the high altitude where Han Li disappeared, and a figure flashed out in a blur.
Then the inspiration of his body subsided, and the figure solidified and formed, and it was Han Li who had recovered his original face.
Han Li looked at Shicheng, and a hint of sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
If he hadn't suddenly had another plan and did not want to alarm the snake before, and let the Nascent Soul monks in this city discover his existence, he would never have let the monks who came out live back.
It should have been a great luck for them to fail to see through Han Li's hidden spell.Otherwise, Han Li would have thought about destroying these monks with a wave of his hand.
After Han Li looked around in the sky, he determined a certain direction and turned into a blue light and walked away.
After a moment, the green light fell in the valley between the two hills surrounding the town.
The birds sing and the flowers are fragrant here, which is extremely quiet, and some thick mountain fog gathers and cannot disperse.
Han Li just glanced around and nodded slightly.
With a raised hand, a stack of colorful array flags appeared. After more than a dozen lights shot out, they disappeared around.
Then a layer of white mist quickly emerged from the ground and merged with the water mist in the valley, and could no longer separate each other.
Han Li's figure was submerged in the fog.
Han Li, who had set up a hidden magic circle, slapped a bag of spirit beasts on his waist in the mist.
There was a loud buzzing sound, and thousands of gold-eating insects swarmed out of the bag and turned into a ball of golden clouds to hang in front of them.
Han Li sat cross-legged, muttering something lightly in his mouth, and a green light began to flash.
After a bang, the insect clouds turned into golden flowers and flew away in all directions.
Almost at the same time, Han Li suddenly opened his eyes. The divine light in his eyes was extremely crystal clear at first, and then it became extremely dim.
This is exactly the magical secret technique that Han Li used once in the Demon Valley to transform into Thousand Secrets. It is a magical power he realized by himself with the help of the Great Yan Art. It can transform most of his spiritual consciousness into thousands of small divine thoughts, temporarily attached to each gold-eating insect, as if thousands of ears and ears were added for a while.
This technique of transforming the secrets of spiritual consciousness from Han Li's previous technique of using divine thoughts to attach spiritual objects seems to be somewhat similar, but it is completely different.
One is to split most of the spiritual consciousness into countless small, divine thoughts at once, and search and probe them with the help of the gold-eating insect's ears and eyes. It must be implemented under the personal command of the soul and cannot exceed a certain range, otherwise the divine thoughts will be retracted by themselves.
The other is to attach the independent spirit to the spiritual objects, so that the spirit can flexibly direct the spirit objects to do things according to the prior instructions. The soul will not interfere, and can even directly command the spirit insects and beasts that have been sacrificed to attack the enemy. To a certain extent, it is similar to the incarnation technique.
And as long as the time is less than the time to send it, it is OK no matter how far away from the caster.
Unless the divine consciousness is inconvenient, it is difficult to use, and it feels quite useless.
The technique of attaching spiritual objects is a great supernatural power that few monks in the late stage of the Nascent Soul can master, and cannot be compared.
Now, after all the gold-eating insects flew out of the white mist, some immediately drilled into the ground and some took off. In the blink of an eye, all the spirit insects disappeared without a trace.
Han Li, who was sitting cross-legged in the magic circle, closed his eyes again, his face cold and wooden.
As time passed little by little, the sun in the sky gradually set from the sea. Finally, at night, the entire Biling Island fell into darkness.
However, the lights in the stone city were brightly lit, and the moonstones filled with spiritual power were shining, shining everywhere in the stone city like a daytime.
As a result, the surroundings of Shicheng became extremely dark, and the sound of the sea breeze kept roaring, as if countless demons were hidden in the darkness.
Although monks can also clearly see things regardless of day and night, they spend a little bit of mana at night, but the distance is far inferior to that during the day.
But it is not possible in the alien sea. There are many monsters outside the sea. Not to mention that they usually rush on the sea surface, even if they stay on the island at night, they may be secretly approached by some monsters who are proficient in concealment techniques and then suddenly attacked them!
After all, it is impossible for ordinary monks to release their divine thoughts at all times. The number of monks who fall every year is almost as large as the number of monks who fall because of their official hunting and killing monsters is greater.
Therefore, unless there is an urgent matter or a high-level monk with great powers in his own right, the monks on the island will try their best to be vigilant as soon as possible. The monks gathering points will naturally be fully opened, and all monks who have not gone out to sea will retreat.
In the stone city covered by mountains, eight stone towers lit up at the same time, and a light blue light curtain protected the entire stone city in it to prevent monsters from sneaking into the city for sneak attacks.
But on such a night, several people with cloaks quietly arrived at a certain city gate.
The guard was a monk in the Killing Pill and several monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage. The leader just opened his cloak slightly and revealed his true appearance. When the monk guarded him saw it, he immediately hurriedly opened a crack in the city protection ban and sent a few people out of the stone city.
As soon as these people left the city, they immediately turned into several rays of light and sank into the dark night sky, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
The few people were not slow to escape, but none of them spoke, just rushed to the road.
But after more than a hundred miles away from the stone city, a light sound suddenly came from a light of escape. The light of escape paused, and a thin white line shot out from the light of escape, and flashed into the void behind him.
The other monks were stunned by one of them and couldn't help but stop the escape light, turning their heads and looking back.
With a gushing sound, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from the black air far away. The white line faintly hit something. After a strange scream, a golden light as big as a fist fell straight down from a distance.
What is that?Another monk said in surprise.
However, the monk who took the initiative to attack made a move, and the white line suddenly flew back from a distance. After a circle, it turned into a snow-white needle and fell into his hand.
At this time, he slowly said: I don’t know, it seems to be some kind of spiritual insect, whether it is wild or someone is domesticated.But this worm was not pierced by my "White Ai Needle", it was really hard.You go and pick up the corpse of this worm, and I see what kind of spiritual insect it is!The last sentence was when the man turned around and ordered the two monks behind him.
Suddenly, the two people behind him agreed respectfully, turning into two rays of escape light and heading straight into the dark ground in the distance, looking for the golden spirit insect that was shot dead.
But after a cup of tea, the two of them flew back in depressed mood.
Qi reported to the sect leader, the spirit insect seemed to be dead, and no body was found there!One person replied nervously.
Not dead?Do you think my white ai needle is an embroidery needle?Killing a mere spiritual insect, but returning in vain!The monk who took action sank, and seemed a little angry.
Brother Bai, maybe that thing is really not dead, and I didn’t find any trace of that spirit insect.At this time, another monk with a cloak suddenly said solemnly.
This is true, let me see!The monk who released the fine needle treasure was suddenly shocked and hurriedly covered his spiritual sense in the distance and searched carefully.
As a result, after a moment, the face under his cloak became extremely ugly, and no trace of the golden spirit insect was found in that area.
In amazement, his lips moved slightly and sent a few words. Then another monk raised his hand without saying a word. One released a small green hammer, and the other raised countless thin white silks in his hand. The two treasures protected themselves in the blink of an eye.
Which expert is following me?Don't be sneaky, come out and see you!The monk who released the white silk shouted loudly, and his eyes shone with brilliance, and suddenly a shocking momentum surged into the sky.
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