Turning around, Zhong Lingdao continued: "Senior nephew, Nie, what news did you bring back from that Zhang Youdao?"

Nie Lan'er raised her head and pondered it slightly before saying, "The disciple doesn't know if what he said is true or not, but he said that Han Li has an immortal weapon in his hand, called 'Palm Heaven Bottle'. ”

"Immortal weapon?"

"What?"

"Nonsense!"

"Wishful thinking, what kind of divine thing is an immortal weapon, how can we have it in the human world!"

"It's a good disciple, his heart is so weak, and a life and death have become like this, it's a pity!"

"Shut up!" Zhong Lingdao shouted violently, seeing the head of the house angry, the entire council hall was silent for a while.

"Huh" A figure appeared in the hall out of thin air just as Zhong Lingdao's words fell, this person was dressed in coarse linen clothes, his face was old, and he couldn't feel any mana fluctuations all over his body, just like an ordinary man.

But it is this ordinary old man, but it makes people's hearts flutter at a glance, as if they are facing some peerless beast, and the higher this feeling is, the deeper the feeling.

After the old man appeared, he didn't look at everyone present, but walked directly in front of Nie Lan'er.

"You tell me what you know" The old man seemed to be calm, but if he listened carefully, he could feel the tremor in his voice, this person was the Supreme Elder Linghu Ancestor of Huangfeng Valley, a monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, who could become a Buddha and an ancestor, but at this moment, he was also inexplicably excited, who would have thought that he would have this opportunity, if this matter is true, he is expected to become an immortal, an immortal weapon!

Although Nie Lan'er didn't know this Supreme Elder, she could also guess that this old man must be extraordinary, so her expression was also extraordinary.

"Back to the predecessors, all the disciples know is to listen to what Zhang Youdao said, he said that Han Li holds the palm of the Heavenly Bottle, this bottle is a peerless immortal weapon, even in the immortal world, it is a treasure, this thing has the power of seizing heaven and earth, any spiritual grass as long as it is matured with this bottle, it can grow and mature in a moment, the year is uncertain, Zhang Youdao also said that this thing is what Han Li 'picked up' from our sect. ”

"You should step back first," Linghu Ancestor said to Nie Lan'er.

With Nie Lan'er's departure, this hall fell silent again, the blue-shirted woman who was originally sitting upright was sitting on the tip of a needle at the moment, she was not afraid of Linghu Ancestor before, because there was no conflict of interest between the two parties, and she had the Moon Occult Sect as a backer, but now it is different, knowing such a shocking mystery, can she still get out of the way?

At this moment, the woman in the blue shirt already regretted that she had come here rashly.

Linghu Old Ancestor pondered for a long time, then turned to the people in Huang Feng Valley, "Spread the news, just say that Han Li stole thousands of elixirs from the sect, and whoever can provide the news is still a magic weapon, and all the disciples of Huang Feng Valley will be scattered to find out Han Li's whereabouts." ”

"Yes, Ancestor!" Zhong Lingdao got up and bowed back, and didn't dare to stay longer after speaking, and hurried away with a group of elders and guest qing.

In the huge conference hall, only Linghu Ancestor and the blue-shirted woman who were still sitting were left, but at this moment, the woman was pale and in a cold sweat.

The hair on his forehead was wet with sweat and clung to his temples. Even so, this woman didn't dare to move, for fear that she would be killed if she was not careful.

"Nangong Xiaoyou, do you look nervous?" Ling Hu Ancestor said with a smile, but the orange peel-like skin made this smile extremely permeable, at least in Nangong Wan's opinion.

"Hehe, the seniors laughed, the seven sects of the Yue Kingdom are in the same breath, and it is really at home to come to your sect, how can the younger generations be nervous. Nangong Wan hurriedly got up and replied respectfully.

"Nangong Xiaoyou, you quickly turn back to the sect and tell your sect the truth about today's events, and I should also contact the rest of the sects, and we will be here in the Taicang Mountains for a while after March. ”

"What do you mean, senior..."

"Didn't you already guess what I meant? Nangong Xiaoyou, you are talented and intelligent, and you are already a monk at a young age, and you deserve to be called a masterpiece, but your vision is too small. This world is very big, very big, even if I don't have a clear edge of cultivation, in these countries the Yuan Ying cultivation may be able to call the Buddha the ancestor, but compared with the endless monks overseas, it is very ordinary, aside from these, how can such a divine object be monopolized by me alone? Chance, chance, these two words are so heavy, one carelessly will become someone else's chance. ”

Nangong Wan's words were like an empowerment and a sudden enlightenment, it was indeed her own vision that was too small, such a divine object, since the fake 'Zhang Youdao' could send news to Huang Fenggu, then it might also send news to other sects.

This matter will soon be known to the whole world, how can it be covered up by a mere Yellow Maple Valley, and it is really stupid to be worried about his own safety just now!

"Thank you seniors for mentioning it, the juniors have been taught, and the juniors will rush back to the sect and inform them of this matter and the seniors' proposals. ”

Nangong Wan didn't stay anymore after speaking, and her figure disappeared in a flash.

Looking at Nangong Wan's distant figure, Linghu Ancestor muttered, "Chance, chance, I just don't know how many people will die this time."

There are many things that worry the Fox Ancestor, if he can't find Han Li and seize the 'Palm Heaven Bottle' before the news spreads, then the Yue Kingdom will fall into a bloody storm, there is more than one Yue Kingdom in this realm, and the sect doesn't know if it is seven!

And every time I think about this treasure slipping out from under my nose, I feel a little sad.

It is not that he has not doubted the truth of the news, but in the end he still believes that it is true.

It is easy to distinguish between truth and falsehood in this matter, firstly, he only needs to grasp that Han Li to determine the truth and falsehood, and secondly, cultivators will have a sense in the dark, when he hears this news, his heart inexplicably feels a throbbing, and he vaguely senses that this opportunity is dependent on good and evil, so it seems that this matter will definitely not be fake.

Just when the seven factions of the Yue Kingdom got the news sooner or later, Zhao Xianzong had already left, he knew that Nie Lan'er would inevitably tell everything after he went back, so Huang Fenggu would inevitably send someone to come, if the Jin Dan and the monks under the Jin Dan were fine, he was afraid that Linghu Old Ancestor would come, and if he came, he would probably be able to slap himself to death.

The challenge of skipping the level is pure nonsense, I have already experienced it, and I know the gap.

Zhao Xianzong traveled all the way south, heading straight in the direction Han Li had gone before.

And in a lofty mountain and dense forest thousands of miles south of Zhao Xianzong, an ordinary-looking young man was also walking rapidly.

This person was none other than Han Li, but his aura had been condensed several times higher than before, and it seemed that he had already succeeded in building a foundation.

"Bang" punched out the mana rush, and dozens of towering giant trees broke off at the waist, revealing a passage for pedestrians.

Han Li, who was instinctively using a weapon, was here to experience his powerful cultivation, and after cultivating the Changchun Gong, the mana around him was surging endlessly, endlessly, and extraordinary, because of his solid foundation, it was difficult to have an opponent in the same level.

Looking at his masterpiece in front of him, Han Li's heart was overjoyed, but his eyes were extremely resolute, "Not enough! I was born in poverty, born with a pseudo-spiritual root, if it weren't for a coincidence, how could I build a foundation, but I hate that Zhang Youdao who calculated against me, and now I am like a lost dog, although the foundation is successful, but how can I stop Huang Fenggu's pursuit, I want to quickly improve myself and fight for that glimmer of life!"

It's just that I don't know what Han Li's expression would have if he knew that he was about to face more than just one Yellow Maple Valley.