With a wave of his hand, the phantom that the Cold Flame Ancestor had turned into was a wave of golden light, rolling out all the crystalline powder in front of Han Li, turning it into a faint golden light suspended in front of him.

"These are all the secret exercises of this sect, how could they all fall into your hands, could it be that you sneaked into the cabinet of this sect's Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and stole them?" Leng Yan Old Ancestor raised his head and asked in a cold voice.

Although those jade slips had been turned into powder by Han Li, in front of them, they could deduce the contents of them with only a trace of a star.

"Cold Flame Daoist don't need to be angry, I can give you an explanation for this matter below. The corners of Han Li's mouth twitched twice before he said with a sigh.

"Be bold, and dare to talk to the old man!"

Cold Flame Ancestor was furious when he heard this, and he didn't see how he moved, and the golden light suddenly bloomed at the center of his eyebrows, and countless rippled crystal lights flew out in circles, instantly condensing a golden flower phantom the size of a zhang.

As the golden flower slowly rotated, the light at the center bud flashed, shooting out a beam of almost transparent golden light towards Han Li's head, the speed was incredible.

Everywhere he passed, the void rippled like a still surface of water.

Han Li stood in place without dodging, he just raised his head slightly, and a crystal light flashed at the center of his eyebrows, and an invisible ripple also shot out from it, facing the golden pillar of light.

There was a soft "poof", and the void shook violently, causing a circle of ripples.

As if it had hit something, the golden pillar of light shattered from beginning to end, and the invisible ripples also collapsed.

All this happened with lightning and fire.

Han Li's shirt only twitched a few times, but other than that, the whole person was unharmed, with a faint smile on his face.

"How...... How is it possible, Your Excellency is an immortal?" Cold Flame Ancestor's body trembled, and an unbelievable voice came from his mouth.

Although he was only a phantom of divine thought, and he didn't use all his strength for this blow, it was impossible for even a Mahayana monk to take it so lightly, let alone a primordial infant monk.

This only illustrated one thing, Han Li's divine sense seemed to be no less than him!

"Fellow Cold Flame Daoist, can you listen to the next two words now?" Han Li asked lightly.

"Then Your Excellency will tell me why you have achieved immortal karma and steal the books I have passed down to the nether realm. Leng Yan Ancestor's face changed a few times, although he was still a little displeased, his tone softened a lot.

"Han Mou accidentally fell into this Spirit Realm for some reasons, and he has no ill will towards your sect. However, I was injured at the moment, and I didn't have a suitable pill in my hand, so I went to your sect to get some classics and wanted to refer to them in detail. Han Li slowly explained.

"Oh, I see. I don't know where Han Daoyou was originally from the Immortal Realm?" Although Cold Flame Ancestor said this, his eyes flickered, obviously not completely believing Han Li's words.

"Han is temporarily living here, and he will not do anything unfavorable to your sect, and as for the origin of Zaixia, Daoist friends don't need to ask more. Han Li said with a smirk.

Cold Flame Ancestor snorted, Han Li, an immortal, appeared in the Spirit Realm inexplicably, how could he not ask the details, but if the other party didn't say it, with his own wisp of divine thought, it seemed that he couldn't help the other party at all.

"Don't worry, Daoyou can be regarded as a favor from Daoyou this time. Han can promise here that if the Cold Flame Sect has any trouble, he can take action once. Han Li said unhurriedly.

"Is Han Daoyou's words true?" When Leng Yan Ancestor heard this, his heart was moved.

Although he was already in the Immortal Realm, he naturally cherished the Cold Flame Sect that he had single-handedly created and carried forward, otherwise he would not have given the pill exercises from time to time over the years.

And although the Cold Flame Sect seems to be strong in the Spirit Realm and has unlimited scenery, it is not really worry-free.

It's just that he is in the Immortal Realm, even if he has the heart to contribute, he can't do much, but if Han Li, who is also a True Immortal, helps, then he can do more.

......

Two days later, the Cold Flame Sect, the mountain behind the Holy Flame Peak.

Deep in a mist-shrouded purple bamboo forest, sits an elegant and chic blue-tiled courtyard.

The purple bamboos in the forest are scattered and densely distributed, which seems to be ordinary, but in fact there are hidden mysteries.

The location of each purple bamboo here is secretly at the foot of the magic array, and thousands of purple bamboos stretch into a sea, building a unique formation world.

The purple bamboo planted here is not an ordinary bamboo, but a lung fire bamboo that can absorb the power of earth fire, and if you look closely at the bamboo body, you can see that under the purple bamboo skin, there are dark red lines like flames.

It is precisely with this Bamboo Sea Lung Fire Array that this area has become the place where the aura of the entire Spirit Flame Mountain Range is the strongest and the power of earth fire is the most concentrated.

The courtyard with blue tiles and white walls is being built on top of this big array.

At this moment, in the main room of the small courtyard, a man in a purple robe was sitting cross-legged on the futon, closing his eyes and cultivating.

This person's shawl long hair is as white as snow, his face is handsome, and there is a purple mark shaped like a flame at the center of his eyebrows.

On a red sandalwood table not far in front of him, there was a gilded copper incense burner, which was burning with sandalwood, and green smoke was slowly coming out of it.

On the wall next to the desk, there is a three-foot-long scroll with an image of a middle-aged man.

The portrait line depiction is not very detailed, but it is very expressive, the face of the person in the painting is square, the eyes are blazing, the cheeks are slightly bearded, the body is long, the robe is slightly swollen, and the whole body reveals a dignified atmosphere.

At this moment, the white-haired middle-aged man's eyes suddenly opened, and he looked at the scroll on the wall with a somewhat surprised expression.

I saw a strange wave suddenly coming from the scroll, a circle of ripples like water ripples from it, and the person in the painting seemed to come to life, and his body shook from side to side, and he walked out of the paper.

The white-haired middle-aged man hurriedly stood up, his body trembled slightly and fell to the ground, and said respectfully: "Welcome to the arrival of the ancestor." ”

"Arise, I have descended my incarnation today for something to command you. The man said, waving his hand.

Only then did the white-haired middle-aged man stand up, and stood aside with his hands respectfully bowed, waiting for his instructions.

"A few days ago, I already knew about someone stealing into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Cold Flame Ancestor said slowly.

When the white-haired middle-aged man heard the voice, his heart tightened again, and a trace of cold sweat suddenly oozed from the corner of his forehead, and he was about to open his mouth to explain a few words, but he heard the other party continue: "This matter is over, there is no need to pursue it further." ”

"Ancestor, this ......" The white-haired middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but hesitate.

However, Cold Flame Ancestor interrupted his next words with a wave of his hand, and his lips moved.

When the white-haired middle-aged man heard this, his face changed again and again, first he was extremely stunned, then he turned to surprise, and finally he became surprised and happy.