After Fang Yuan stood still, his wrist flipped over, and the golden light flashed in his palm, and an extra palm-sized golden medallion appeared.

The medallion is covered in runes, and the material is exactly the same as those metal squares.

With a few soft groans in his mouth, and with a pinch of his other hand, all the spirit patterns on the golden medallion suddenly lit up, and a golden light shot out from it, landing on a certain metal square on the wall of the house behind him.

The checkered forbidden aura flickered, releasing bursts of brilliance like water waves, and then a metal square box the size of an ordinary makeup box moved out of the wall and flew into Fang Yuan's hand.

He pressed the metal medallion on top of the box, and the box suddenly glowed with gold, and a spherical light shield appeared, enveloping it.

Han Li's gaze swept over and he saw that the golden runes on the light shield were constantly flashing, like golden swimming dragons, encircling and circling, and bursts of very strange aura came out of them.

However, a moment later, the spherical light mask suddenly closed, and the golden light disappeared.

The box slowly flew back into the square on the wall, and in a flash of inspiration, it was resealed, and only the metal medallion was still suspended in midair.

During the whole process, the square box was never opened at all.

It can be seen that although this person is a deacon of a temple, he cannot open these boxes containing secret books, and all he can do is to copy the contents of the secret books.

Fang Yuan picked up Han Li's Elder Token and put it together with the metal medallion, chanting a few secret spells in his mouth.

The two objects flashed at the same time, and then went out again.

"Okay, the merit points in the token have been deducted. The spirit card has also recorded your essence and blood breath, and after that, only you can view the exercises recorded in it. Remember, don't try to copy the contents, or you'll do so at your own risk. Fang Yuan handed over both tokens and admonished.

"In this way, thank you Elder Fang. Han Li stretched out his hand to take it and nodded in response.

At this moment, another person from outside the hall walked in quickly and shouted at Fang Yuan, "Senior Brother Fang." ”

"Oh, it turned out to be Senior Brother Gu, but I haven't seen you for a few days, why are you here today?" Fang Yuan was obviously very familiar with the other party, and replied with a smile.

Seeing this, Han Li was slightly stunned.

This seemingly ordinary scene seemed a little difficult to understand in his opinion, the man surnamed Gu was clearly a true immortal realm monk, and he actually called Fang Yuan, a Mahayana monk, a senior brother?

Fang Yuan seemed to notice Han Li's strange appearance, and a hint of gloom inadvertently flashed across his face.

"Since Elder Fang has a guest visiting, I will leave now. Seeing this, Han Li immediately took his leave and said.

"Okay, Elder Li walks slowly. If you need anything else today, you can always come back. Fang Yuan nodded, as if he said meaningfully.

Han Li touched his chin a little inexplicably, and after nodding slightly to the two of them, he turned away.

After leaving the Chuangong Palace, he originally planned to go back to the Chixia Peak Cave Mansion directly, but suddenly remembered something, so he turned to the nearby Linchuan Palace.

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Puling Valley, located on the western edge of the Zhongming Mountains, is a giant trumpet-shaped valley formed by two side branch mountain ranges extending to the south and sandwiching them in between.

Because in this valley, there is a kind of Pu Ling grass that has a little convergence of heaven and earth aura, and it is named "Pu Ling Valley".

Due to this characteristic of Pu Ling Cao, it is often used to make a futon for meditation, and for low-level monks, being able to have such a futon for cultivation purposes can also improve their cultivation speed a lot.

Of course, the Pu Ling grass in this valley is owned by the sect, and it is expressly forbidden for disciples to pick it privately, and violators will be severely punished.

Having said that, this valley is also a relatively special place for the Candle Dragon Dao, and the inner gate trials held every ten years usually allow the outer disciples who are participating in the election to gather here, and then the deacons and elders will take them to places such as the Molten Snow Forest.

However, after each trial, only a very small number of people were lucky enough to pass and become the envy of everyone's inner disciples, and many more either died in the cruel trial process, or went back scarred to continue to be an ordinary outer disciple.

Since each outer disciple only has one chance to participate in the trial in his lifetime, once he fails, it means that if he does not have a special chance, he will never be able to become an inner disciple.

In fact, most of these outer disciples are from all over the world of the Guyun Continent, and their qualifications are not bad, and they can all be called proud sons in their respective power families, otherwise even the outer disciples of the Candle Dragon Dao will not be selected.

After the failure of the inner gate trial, they were naturally not willing to give up the path of cultivating immortals, so the vast majority of people chose to sign a contract in the Puling Palace, waiting for the arrival and selection of various true immortals in the Candle Dragon Road, hoping to become their servants.

After all, being able to become a servant of a true immortal is naturally an indescribable opportunity in the eyes of these people, and their identities are naturally very different.

If he is appreciated by the true immortals and given some opportunities to create, it is not completely impossible for him to be directly accepted as an inner disciple one day.

It's just that the vast majority of true immortals already have their own servants, and most of them are selected from the children of their own families, and there are very few people who come to Puling Valley to choose servants, of course, if it is a female cultivator with excellent appearance, the chance of being selected will be relatively greater.

Even so, whenever the news of the arrival of a true immortal came out, it would still attract a large number of disciples to come here and try their luck.

At this moment, the Puling Valley was crowded with people, the sound was noisy, and thousands of people gathered densely, and there were still people rushing towards the mouth of the valley.

Because not long ago, a deacon elder of the Puling Hall released the news that there may be true immortals coming here to select servants recently, so many outer disciples who heard the news have gathered here.

On both sides of the valley, there are patches of grass composed of thick rhizomes and sword-shaped emerald green puling grass, most of which are more than 100 zhang apart.

On each patch of grass stood or sat dozens or even hundreds of monks in gray robes, as if each patch of grass was a circle, and it seemed that it was distinct.

Among these people, the vast majority of them have the cultivation from the foundation building period to the knotting stage, and of course there are a few disciples in the Yuan infant stage. I plan to take advantage of the gap between waiting for the arrival of the true immortals, and I will spit out here on my knees, but I will not waste my cultivation time.

Outside the valley mouth, a young man who looked to be in his early twenties, dressed in a gray robe, with a crescent-shaped jade pendant hanging from his waist, and seemed to be a little honest, and three companions also rushed out and crowded into the crowd.

"Yungui, let's find a conspicuous location, so that it is more likely to be picked. A round-faced fat man among his companions said to the honest young man while clearing the way in the crowd.

The large grasses at the mouth of the valley that were best positioned had basically been occupied by the people led by the disciples of the Yuan Infant Stage, and only the grass that was slightly closer to the inside still had some places.

"Okay, there's still space over there. The honest young man nodded, stretched out his hand and pointed to a bush of grass more than ten feet in size not far away.

As a result, as soon as he stepped on the grass, he felt a heavy blow on his shoulder, and his figure staggered, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a young man with a burly figure like an iron tower.

"Isn't this the dream of returning to the dream of the eldest young master? Why, you're competing with us for a place again?" the tower youth sneered.

When the honest young man heard this, his footsteps stopped, and his fists were subconsciously clenched, but finally let go again.

The person in front of him is named Sun Buzheng, in fact, he is still a fellow villager, and they are all from a small and remote country, Mengchi.

The Meng family where Meng Yungui is located is originally a family of cultivators who are secretly in charge of this country, but the family where Sun Buzheng is located is the royal family of Meng Chiguo, and the two of them had a good relationship when they were young, and they are close friends.

It was only later that there was turmoil in the Meng Chi Kingdom, the Sun royal family was overthrown, and the Mengjia was also invaded by foreign immortal cultivation forces at this time, and it declined.

Sun Buzheng's real name is Sun Hao, as the original member of the royal family, he watched the country collapse and the family died, and he always thought that it was because the dreamer stood by and watched, so he has always been very deep about the dreamer, so that after reuniting with Mengyungui in the candle dragon road, he often regarded him with hatred.

Meng Yungui wanted to explain at first, but later found that it was useless, so he gave up.

Every time he faced Sun Buzheng's provocation, he chose not to be patient, but it was his attitude that made Sun Buzheng even more annoyed.

"Let's change places. Meng Yungui whispered to a few people behind him, and was about to walk towards another piece of grass not far away.

"Mengyungui, are you still not a man? every time you pretend to be a grandson, it makes people angry when you look at it. Sun Buzheng looked at his back and couldn't help but say angrily.

His roar was so loud that it caused everyone around him to look at him, including a tall young man with an ordinary face.

The grass where this person was located was not small, and there were some outer disciples sitting in groups of three or five on it, but he was the only one who looked like he was alone.

This person was none other than Han Li, who had just arrived from the Hall of Meritorious Service.

He didn't go directly to the Puling Hall to find the deacon elders to select through the roster, but went directly into the valley, planning to take a look for himself.

Although he is only a servant, he doesn't want to listen to the so-called recommendations of others, so he will be planted with some spies by his side.

He only showed the aura of the Dan period, but he didn't attract anyone's attention, everyone just regarded him as an outer disciple who came to try his luck.

He glanced at the honest young man who was walking towards him, and then withdrew his gaze.

"Get out of here, I'm going to get out of here!" At this moment, a cold voice came from in front of him.

But it was a middle-aged man with a fleshy face and a look of his forties, followed by two monks, a man and a woman, with the appearance of a horse's head.

This person seems to be a monk in the late stage of the Yudan, and among the many monks in the nearby Yudan, he can be regarded as a master.

Most of the monks who were in this grass with Han Li were only in the early stage of the Yudan, and seeing this, although some of them looked a little ugly, after looking at each other, they left the grass without a word.

After a while, Han Li was the only one left here, and Meng Yungui, who was walking towards here, frowned and stopped in place.

"You kid is very raw, new here, right?" The middle-aged man frowned, stared at Han Li with both eyes, and said in a cold voice.

"It's not long since I arrived. I heard that a disciple who wants to become a true immortal servant is coming here, so I'm going to take a look. Han Li said in a light tone.

"Haha, take a look, I'm still a stunned young man who doesn't know the height of the sky!"

"I really think I'm a stunning young genius!"

As a result, as soon as he said this, he immediately caused a burst of laughter around him.