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Chapter 810 Tongtian Lingbao Chen Qiaotian

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    After spending a night in the woods, Han Li put away 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 Tianjimen disciples in the city.  Therefore, even though he held the token given by the elder of Tianji Sect in his hand, he could not use it for a while, let alone find Nanlong Hou.

    It seems that either the monks from the Tianji Sect have other residences, or the people from this sect have not yet come here.

    Han Li is not in a hurry about this. He plans to go to Wanling Mountain to find a place to settle down temporarily and refine some pill-forming puppets.

    He has those two ritual rings in his hand, and even if he doesn¡¯t look for them himself, Nanlong Marquis will probably come looking for them.

    By now, Han Li also vaguely understood that the Northern Light that 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, Ghost Lingmen is a great skill, and hundreds of monks can not be allowed to avoid the North Polar beams at the same time and enter the valley.

    While Han Li was thinking about it, he turned into a blue rainbow and moved forward calmly.

    With Han Li's speed, he was able to throw Yehua 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 only takes half a day to reach the vicinity of Wanling Mountain.

    I heard that several markets near Wanling Mountain have 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 mid-level sect in the gambling battle of the border battle and by using the ancient lamp inherited by the Mulan people.  These materials, worth nearly 10 million spirit stones, were enough for Han Li to refine 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" that 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 still something with a price but no market.  When it can be collected is a matter of luck.

    Fortunately, Han Li had already told the disciples of the Luoyun Sect to keep an eye out for him. Once there is any news about such materials, they must either get them in time or simply notify him. It is only a matter of time before they can get them together.  But before entering the Valley of the Fallen Demon, it was simply out of reach.

    Suddenly Han Li's expression changed, Dun Guang paused, and his speed suddenly slowed down.

    Because not far in front, spiritual energy was surging and brilliance flashed, and there were monks fighting fiercely.

    Han Li frowned, but didn't care.

    Now, there is a mixture of dragons and snakes 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 without knowing it.

    Four men and one woman were divided into two hostile parties.

    With a quick glance, Han Li saw that they were all in the Dan-formation stage, and most of them were in the early or mid-stage of Dan-formation.  However, the two sides seemed to have a lot of grudges. Not only were magic weapons flying in the sky, but all kinds of talismans in their hands were shooting at each other and exploding.

    But the party with two men and one woman was completely at a disadvantage by the other two monks.  However, this was not because the monks opposite had more powerful magic than them, but because two monks, one tall and one short, actually drove hundreds of giant moths to surround the two men and one woman.

    These terrifying giant moths the size of palms will surely spray out colorful poisonous powder when their wings are waving.  The three people on the opposite side spent most of their energy casting spells to protect themselves from the wind and rain.  Coupled with the two male cultivators' magic weapons, the three men and women were unable to deal with it and 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 poisonous moths and the silver giant pen and golden scroll magic weapon offered by a scholar in brocade robes, which made Han Li take a second look with interest, the fighting skills of other monks were naturally incomparable to Han Li.  The Dharma vision 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 affairs.  Just when I was about to ignore it, I suddenly noticed a yellow maple leaf embroidered on the cuffs of the Confucian scholar.

    "Yellow Maple Valley?" Han Li was stunned for a moment, a little surprised.  Then his eyes glanced at the Confucian scholar's face.He was confused as to 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 died more than a hundred years ago." Chen Qiaotian replied with a strange expression.

    "died!"

    Hearing this, Han Li murmured something in an inaudible voice. Chen Qiaoqian's beautiful face could not help but appear in his mind.  And recalling the last scene where he and this woman expressed their feelings while traveling in the mountains with him, people couldn't help but froze in place, feeling a little demented.

    "Senior, do you know the younger sister?" Chen Qiaotian couldn't help but ask after seeing Han Li looking so weird.

    "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  said.  (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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