Hearing his junior sister say this, the old man surnamed Fu's eyes flashed with hesitation. After thinking for a while, he nodded and agreed: Since the page of the Styx does not work for fellow Taoists, I will no longer force it.But I have to leave a mark on fellow Taoists. As long as fellow Taoists do not leave the southern border, the mark will disappear on its own in half a year.Fellow Daoist Han won’t interfere with my actions!
Yes, the whereabouts below are not secret, just cast spells.Han Li smiled and agreed without thinking.
When the old man heard this, he turned a polite gesture with one hand. After a few spells were heard, a blue light was shot out.
Han Li looked at it carefully. After seeing that this magic trick was indeed just an ordinary mark, he immediately raised his arm and let the blue light sink into it and disappeared.
The old man surnamed Fu showed satisfaction, and after he collected the page of the Styx, he told everyone: I have finished everything. Since Fellow Daoist Bai still needs three days to think about it, my junior sister and I will wait for Fellow Daoist Bai for another three days in this mountain. Brother Yuan and Fellow Daoist Han can leave and prepare first.Although the poisonous flowers and weeds everywhere in the entrance of the Yin-Yang Cave are not threatening us, I still hope that fellow Taoist Yuan will bring a few poison-proof treasures by then.Before entering the Yin-Yang Cave, it is best for me to not consume more mana.
Toxicity?Hehe, this is a piece of cake for our Poison Saint Sect, even though it is handed over to Yuan.Let’s take a step first.The big man said with a laugh.
Then he clasped his fists at the others, slapped the spirit beast bag on his waist, and released the huge spirit turtle. The man flew away under the gray wind.
Seeing this, Han Li did not mean to stay. He also said goodbye and turned into a green rainbow that broke through the sky and left!
Half a year may be a bit tight for him, but it is barely enough to refine the three flame fan first.As for the treasures to deal with ghosts, he has the evil-proof divine thunder and the soul-crying beast in his hands, so he doesn’t need to prepare anything specifically.
He was so anxious to refine the treasure fan first, so he naturally had the idea of not being afraid of ten thousand or even one. He really encountered some unexpected dangers below. If he had this fan and a human-shaped puppet in his hand, he could rest assured.
With this consideration, Han Li controlled the escape light and headed towards Silver Snake Mountain in central southern Xinjiang.
More than ten days later, Han Li appeared over a strange mountain range.
This mountain range is not small, looking like three or four hundred miles, but the mountain range is slender and winding, like a giant snake.
But the trees growing in this mountain range are mostly strange trees with light silver leaves.
Looking down from a very high place, the name of Silver Snake Mountain is truly worthy of its name.
Han Li did not stop in the rest of the place and flew directly to the end of the head of the Silver Snake.
Before he could get closer, Han Li felt a gust of hot wind blowing towards him, with a pungent scent of sulfur inside.
After a while, several volcanic heads appeared in front of me, each of which was conical and extremely ugly.
What is shocking is that low roars came from these craters from time to time, and some even spewed out a stream of flying ashes, which looked really amazing.
But that's it. There are various escape lights flashing near these volcanoes, and many monks are entering and exiting these craters.
There were dozens of monks gathered here. Most of these monks were building foundations, and there were also those in the elixir stage, but only a few people looked like.
This is also normal. Once a monk has his own elixir fire after forming a pill, he will naturally focus on cultivating his magic weapon without having to come here again.As for the Nascent Soul monk, he looks like he has no one.
Han Li stopped to escape and looked at it in the sky for a few glances. Suddenly, the blue light flashed in his pupils, and the fire veins in this area immediately fell into his spiritual consciousness.
After a moment, Han Li found the place where the fire veins were the strongest. A flash of inspiration and the escape light flew straight to a place between the two volcanoes.
After arriving at a place a hundred feet above the ground, the escape light came to an abrupt end.
Han Li shook his sleeves and shot out seven or eight golden swords from his sleeves. After hovering around in front of him, he pinched his hands and shouted softly. The flying sword sounded a clear sound, and at the same time turned into a huge golden light several feet long, slashing towards the ground.
Suddenly, a burst sound came from below, and the golden light was dazzling where the sword light hit.
When Han Li's expression moved, the sword lights circled back, and the light on the spot subsided, and a huge crack of more than twenty feet appeared, and the black hole looked very deep.
The cultivators who refining weapons in other places nearby were naturally alarmed by Han Li's big move, and some people couldn't help but fly towards Han Li.
When Han Li sensed the actions of these monks, his face immediately darkened and suddenly released the powerful aura of the Nascent Soul-level monk.
A shocking spirit rose into the sky and immediately swept around with Han Li as the center.
All the monks within dozens of miles nearby were startled by Han Li's breath, and the monks who originally wanted to see what they wanted to do was turn around and leave.
Some of them were closer and even hurriedly left the original weapon refining place and dispersed around.
They were all afraid of inadvertently angering this senior master, which would bring unintentional disaster to themselves.
Seeing that all the monks nearby avoided this place with tactful sensibility, Han Li was very satisfied and immediately fell directly into the crack below. The escape light disappeared in the crack in a flash.
But soon after, all the monks who came to Silver Snake Mountain to refine weapons knew that there was a cultivator of the Nascent Soul level here, and everyone tried their best to avoid it.
Within ten miles of radius centered on the crack, it became a forbidden area, and no one dared to take a step.
Days passed, and the cracks began to be silent, but after a month passed, there were rumbling thunder sounds coming from time to time.
A month later, the thunder became sparse, replaced by waves of clear sounds, as if the phoenix was singing in the sky.
Then the sound gradually subsided and became silent from then on.
While Han Li was busy refining treasures, more than ten male and female monks with different costumes gathered in a side hall far away in the imperial palace in Jinjing, including Taoist nuns and Taoist priests, as well as monks and Confucian scholars.
These people were all amazing cultivation levels above the Nascent Soul stage. One of them was a square-faced brocade monk, and an old woman holding a golden crutch, and he was even a mid-stage Nascent Soul stage monk.
And the old man in the Wuguan was all among them.
These people were all sitting quietly on the chairs in the hall, each of them silently. Several of them were even more anxious and looked out the hall door from time to time, as if they were waiting for someone.
Eleventh brother, you didn’t recognize the wrong person. Is he really his old man?But three hundred years ago, I witnessed the death of Uncle Seven with my own eyes.The square-faced monk suddenly asked a Taoist priest with white hair on the opposite side, with a hint of concern on his face.
Uncle Qi has such a strange appearance, how could I admit that I am wrong?Besides, even if people are fake, Uncle Qi's magic weapon, Hanyue Blade, will never be wrong.The old Taoist replied with a wry smile.
Second brother, don’t be nervous, is it true? You’ll know in a moment? There are so many of us here, and I’m afraid that we can’t even misunderstand it?It’s true that Uncle Seven is naturally God helping our Ye family. If it’s fake, even if he is a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, he wouldn’t even think about taking another step out of this hall.Another middle-stage old woman in Nascent Soul said so gloomy.
It is true that the words are so, but there is nothing wrong with being careful.The square-faced monk seemed to feel it was reasonable, and sighed and stopped saying anything.
After an hour, when a few bells sounded faintly from afar, a figure suddenly shook at the door, and a tall and thin man appeared there for some reason.
Then after taking a light step, the person immediately arrived at the middle of the hall strangely.
The person's appearance suddenly appeared in front of everyone, with yellow eyebrows and small eyes, but his head was extremely large, and his feet were nearly half larger than ordinary people. He swayed around his neck, looking like he was broken at any time, which was really strange.
But when the group cultivators in the hall saw this man's horrible appearance, they all stood up in shock.
Are you really Uncle Seven?The square-faced monk took a deep breath and asked cautiously.
hey-hey!Second boy, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, and I don't even recognize you.But it’s no wonder that I’m resurrected from the dead, which naturally makes you a little suspicious.However, I have the three boys’ voice transmission jade slip here, you can tell what’s going on.The weirdo laughed and raised his hand to throw out a green jade slip.
The square-faced monk looked shocked, but he still took the jade slip and immersed his spiritual sense in it.
In just a moment, the square-faced monk's face changed suddenly. When he pulled out his spiritual consciousness again, he immediately gave a deep blessing to the monster: It turned out that the death of Uncle Qi was actually a wonderful arrangement made by the previous great elder.My nephew was rude just now, and I hope Uncle Qi would forgive me.
You can act so carefully.I am too happy, so why would I blame you?The weirdo waved his hand and said indifferently.
The other monks also checked the jade slip. Not long after, the monks in the hall all came forward to greet each other in surprise.
It’s really Uncle Seven!
Meet the Third Uncle!
Greetings continued!
Haha, you all don’t have any gifts.The weirdo was extremely happy, so he sat on the main seat without hesitation.
The third brother said in the jade slip that Uncle Seven advanced to the late stage of the Nascent Soul two hundred years ago. Is this matter serious?The old woman said respectfully.
Yes, when those sects secretly attacked me, they felt that I had a great chance of going to the late stage, so they did not hesitate to set up a trap in secret to kill me.After escaping that disaster according to the arrangements within the clan, I finally failed everyone's hope and successfully advanced by chance.Originally, according to the arrangement of the elders of the clan, I should not have met you when the Ye family was at the critical moment of life and death, but the only three boys who knew that I existed suddenly came to me not long ago and told me about your plans. And as the contemporary elder of the clan, I asked me to help this matter.I thought about it over and over again and felt that this fact was related to the life and death of our Ye family, so I set out to wish you a lot of help.The strange man's face suddenly became serious.
Yes, the whereabouts below are not secret, just cast spells.Han Li smiled and agreed without thinking.
When the old man heard this, he turned a polite gesture with one hand. After a few spells were heard, a blue light was shot out.
Han Li looked at it carefully. After seeing that this magic trick was indeed just an ordinary mark, he immediately raised his arm and let the blue light sink into it and disappeared.
The old man surnamed Fu showed satisfaction, and after he collected the page of the Styx, he told everyone: I have finished everything. Since Fellow Daoist Bai still needs three days to think about it, my junior sister and I will wait for Fellow Daoist Bai for another three days in this mountain. Brother Yuan and Fellow Daoist Han can leave and prepare first.Although the poisonous flowers and weeds everywhere in the entrance of the Yin-Yang Cave are not threatening us, I still hope that fellow Taoist Yuan will bring a few poison-proof treasures by then.Before entering the Yin-Yang Cave, it is best for me to not consume more mana.
Toxicity?Hehe, this is a piece of cake for our Poison Saint Sect, even though it is handed over to Yuan.Let’s take a step first.The big man said with a laugh.
Then he clasped his fists at the others, slapped the spirit beast bag on his waist, and released the huge spirit turtle. The man flew away under the gray wind.
Seeing this, Han Li did not mean to stay. He also said goodbye and turned into a green rainbow that broke through the sky and left!
Half a year may be a bit tight for him, but it is barely enough to refine the three flame fan first.As for the treasures to deal with ghosts, he has the evil-proof divine thunder and the soul-crying beast in his hands, so he doesn’t need to prepare anything specifically.
He was so anxious to refine the treasure fan first, so he naturally had the idea of not being afraid of ten thousand or even one. He really encountered some unexpected dangers below. If he had this fan and a human-shaped puppet in his hand, he could rest assured.
With this consideration, Han Li controlled the escape light and headed towards Silver Snake Mountain in central southern Xinjiang.
More than ten days later, Han Li appeared over a strange mountain range.
This mountain range is not small, looking like three or four hundred miles, but the mountain range is slender and winding, like a giant snake.
But the trees growing in this mountain range are mostly strange trees with light silver leaves.
Looking down from a very high place, the name of Silver Snake Mountain is truly worthy of its name.
Han Li did not stop in the rest of the place and flew directly to the end of the head of the Silver Snake.
Before he could get closer, Han Li felt a gust of hot wind blowing towards him, with a pungent scent of sulfur inside.
After a while, several volcanic heads appeared in front of me, each of which was conical and extremely ugly.
What is shocking is that low roars came from these craters from time to time, and some even spewed out a stream of flying ashes, which looked really amazing.
But that's it. There are various escape lights flashing near these volcanoes, and many monks are entering and exiting these craters.
There were dozens of monks gathered here. Most of these monks were building foundations, and there were also those in the elixir stage, but only a few people looked like.
This is also normal. Once a monk has his own elixir fire after forming a pill, he will naturally focus on cultivating his magic weapon without having to come here again.As for the Nascent Soul monk, he looks like he has no one.
Han Li stopped to escape and looked at it in the sky for a few glances. Suddenly, the blue light flashed in his pupils, and the fire veins in this area immediately fell into his spiritual consciousness.
After a moment, Han Li found the place where the fire veins were the strongest. A flash of inspiration and the escape light flew straight to a place between the two volcanoes.
After arriving at a place a hundred feet above the ground, the escape light came to an abrupt end.
Han Li shook his sleeves and shot out seven or eight golden swords from his sleeves. After hovering around in front of him, he pinched his hands and shouted softly. The flying sword sounded a clear sound, and at the same time turned into a huge golden light several feet long, slashing towards the ground.
Suddenly, a burst sound came from below, and the golden light was dazzling where the sword light hit.
When Han Li's expression moved, the sword lights circled back, and the light on the spot subsided, and a huge crack of more than twenty feet appeared, and the black hole looked very deep.
The cultivators who refining weapons in other places nearby were naturally alarmed by Han Li's big move, and some people couldn't help but fly towards Han Li.
When Han Li sensed the actions of these monks, his face immediately darkened and suddenly released the powerful aura of the Nascent Soul-level monk.
A shocking spirit rose into the sky and immediately swept around with Han Li as the center.
All the monks within dozens of miles nearby were startled by Han Li's breath, and the monks who originally wanted to see what they wanted to do was turn around and leave.
Some of them were closer and even hurriedly left the original weapon refining place and dispersed around.
They were all afraid of inadvertently angering this senior master, which would bring unintentional disaster to themselves.
Seeing that all the monks nearby avoided this place with tactful sensibility, Han Li was very satisfied and immediately fell directly into the crack below. The escape light disappeared in the crack in a flash.
But soon after, all the monks who came to Silver Snake Mountain to refine weapons knew that there was a cultivator of the Nascent Soul level here, and everyone tried their best to avoid it.
Within ten miles of radius centered on the crack, it became a forbidden area, and no one dared to take a step.
Days passed, and the cracks began to be silent, but after a month passed, there were rumbling thunder sounds coming from time to time.
A month later, the thunder became sparse, replaced by waves of clear sounds, as if the phoenix was singing in the sky.
Then the sound gradually subsided and became silent from then on.
While Han Li was busy refining treasures, more than ten male and female monks with different costumes gathered in a side hall far away in the imperial palace in Jinjing, including Taoist nuns and Taoist priests, as well as monks and Confucian scholars.
These people were all amazing cultivation levels above the Nascent Soul stage. One of them was a square-faced brocade monk, and an old woman holding a golden crutch, and he was even a mid-stage Nascent Soul stage monk.
And the old man in the Wuguan was all among them.
These people were all sitting quietly on the chairs in the hall, each of them silently. Several of them were even more anxious and looked out the hall door from time to time, as if they were waiting for someone.
Eleventh brother, you didn’t recognize the wrong person. Is he really his old man?But three hundred years ago, I witnessed the death of Uncle Seven with my own eyes.The square-faced monk suddenly asked a Taoist priest with white hair on the opposite side, with a hint of concern on his face.
Uncle Qi has such a strange appearance, how could I admit that I am wrong?Besides, even if people are fake, Uncle Qi's magic weapon, Hanyue Blade, will never be wrong.The old Taoist replied with a wry smile.
Second brother, don’t be nervous, is it true? You’ll know in a moment? There are so many of us here, and I’m afraid that we can’t even misunderstand it?It’s true that Uncle Seven is naturally God helping our Ye family. If it’s fake, even if he is a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, he wouldn’t even think about taking another step out of this hall.Another middle-stage old woman in Nascent Soul said so gloomy.
It is true that the words are so, but there is nothing wrong with being careful.The square-faced monk seemed to feel it was reasonable, and sighed and stopped saying anything.
After an hour, when a few bells sounded faintly from afar, a figure suddenly shook at the door, and a tall and thin man appeared there for some reason.
Then after taking a light step, the person immediately arrived at the middle of the hall strangely.
The person's appearance suddenly appeared in front of everyone, with yellow eyebrows and small eyes, but his head was extremely large, and his feet were nearly half larger than ordinary people. He swayed around his neck, looking like he was broken at any time, which was really strange.
But when the group cultivators in the hall saw this man's horrible appearance, they all stood up in shock.
Are you really Uncle Seven?The square-faced monk took a deep breath and asked cautiously.
hey-hey!Second boy, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, and I don't even recognize you.But it’s no wonder that I’m resurrected from the dead, which naturally makes you a little suspicious.However, I have the three boys’ voice transmission jade slip here, you can tell what’s going on.The weirdo laughed and raised his hand to throw out a green jade slip.
The square-faced monk looked shocked, but he still took the jade slip and immersed his spiritual sense in it.
In just a moment, the square-faced monk's face changed suddenly. When he pulled out his spiritual consciousness again, he immediately gave a deep blessing to the monster: It turned out that the death of Uncle Qi was actually a wonderful arrangement made by the previous great elder.My nephew was rude just now, and I hope Uncle Qi would forgive me.
You can act so carefully.I am too happy, so why would I blame you?The weirdo waved his hand and said indifferently.
The other monks also checked the jade slip. Not long after, the monks in the hall all came forward to greet each other in surprise.
It’s really Uncle Seven!
Meet the Third Uncle!
Greetings continued!
Haha, you all don’t have any gifts.The weirdo was extremely happy, so he sat on the main seat without hesitation.
The third brother said in the jade slip that Uncle Seven advanced to the late stage of the Nascent Soul two hundred years ago. Is this matter serious?The old woman said respectfully.
Yes, when those sects secretly attacked me, they felt that I had a great chance of going to the late stage, so they did not hesitate to set up a trap in secret to kill me.After escaping that disaster according to the arrangements within the clan, I finally failed everyone's hope and successfully advanced by chance.Originally, according to the arrangement of the elders of the clan, I should not have met you when the Ye family was at the critical moment of life and death, but the only three boys who knew that I existed suddenly came to me not long ago and told me about your plans. And as the contemporary elder of the clan, I asked me to help this matter.I thought about it over and over again and felt that this fact was related to the life and death of our Ye family, so I set out to wish you a lot of help.The strange man's face suddenly became serious.
![[Incestuous Novels] The End of the World Meat Arts (1V1 SC H) - Plot, 1v1, rape, orthopedics, suitable for girls, female perspective, pure love](/templates/nvshen/themes/img/thumb_1.png)