In the afternoon of the same day.

At the top of the Holy Flame Peak, above an open white jade square, a white rainbow broke through the sky from a distance and shot down obliquely.

After a moment of light, a middle-aged man with a pale face and beard and a scribe's turban came out.

This person was dressed in a Confucian shirt fluttering and slowly falling, and as soon as he landed, he heard a man's voice behind him:

"Brother Nangong"

The middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt looked back, only to see a black-bearded Taoist man wearing a Wuyue crown and a green sermon robe walking towards him hundreds of zhang away.

The man didn't seem to be walking fast, but there was a series of afterimages behind him, each step was enough to span dozens of feet, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of him.

"Brother Zhuang, let's go together. The middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt greeted the black-bearded Taoist with a smile.

"The last time there was such a stir was more than ten years ago. The Black Whisker nodded, his eyes swept away the faint light of several speeding lights in the distance, and said.

This middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt and a man with black beard are the two peak masters of Izumo Peak and Luoxia Peak, Nangong Changshan and Zhuang Ziyou.

"Most of it is because of the theft of the scripture pavilion before, I am afraid that it will inevitably be held responsible. Nangong Changshan shook his head and sighed lightly.

"Although I was busy refining a furnace of elixir before, I have heard some people mention it, and they all say that this theft incident is a bit strange...... The thief was able to pass through the prohibitions and enter the cabinet, and in the end, he couldn't even keep him. Zhuang Ziyou also looked solemn.

"This matter is indeed a bit bizarre, I think that at the meeting in a while, Elder Taishang will also talk about it in detail. Nangong Changshan nodded.

As they spoke, they had already crossed the square and came to a magnificent vermilion palace, and both of them were very tacitly silent no longer speaking, and stepped up the steps in a few steps, and stepped into the main hall side by side.

In the middle of the hall, the main seat is three feet above the ground, and a large carved chair is placed on it, and at the lower position, there is a row of seats on the left and right sides of each other.

The beams and pillars behind the seats are all inlaid with gold and jade, carved with various rare birds and beasts.

On the seat on the left side closest to the main seat, there was a red-haired man in a crimson robe, whose figure was like an iron tower, his face was gloomy like water, and his body exuded a terrifying momentum.

Nangong Changshan and Zhuang Ziyou glanced at each other, picked two adjacent positions and sat down, closing their eyes and recuperating.

After waiting for a while, people walked in from outside the main hall one after another, and in a short time all the seats set up in the hall were filled.

Everyone has the appearance of refining the void period, and there is not a single monk below the transformation stage.

But at the moment, each of them looked unnatural, at most they nodded to each other and said hello, and no one seemed interested in saying anything.

In the entire hall, the atmosphere was a little depressing and dull.

After the entire hall was almost full, it took about half a pillar of incense before two more figures walked out of the inner hall of the hall.

When everyone in the hall saw this, they immediately stood up one after another, even the red-haired man was no exception, they all bowed and saluted, and said in unison:

"See Elder Taishang, see the master!"

The purple-robed man with snow-white hair and a handsome appearance walking in front was none other than Sima Jingming, the only Supreme Elder of the Cold Flame Sect, and the middle-aged man with a solemn and dignified face who accompanied him was Liu Jingzhu, the head of the Cold Flame Sect.

Sima Jingming came to the main seat, did not sit down, and slowly swept his gaze over everyone below.

The aura on his body was not shown at all, but he was standing in front of him so casually, but there was a sense of oppression that made people tremble and frightened, and all the points lowered their heads one after another, not even daring to gasp for a moment, let alone look at it.

After a while, the Mahayana period of the Cold Flame Sect was too high, and he spoke slowly:

"Some time ago, some things happened in the Tianfu Hall and the Hidden Scripture Pavilion one after another, and today I invite all the peak masters to come here, and it is for this reason. The voice was not loud, but it was full of indescribable majesty.

Everyone's hearts tightened, and they were all silent, waiting for Elder Taishang to hold him accountable.

As a result, this Mahayana great power said something in an unquestionable tone that stunned everyone:

"This matter is over, stop all the investigation and search matters in the sect, and there is no need to investigate further. ”

Hearing this, the people in the hall couldn't believe their ears, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

For a while, no one dared to ask questions directly.

"Senior Brother Sima, the theft of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion is a very important matter, I ......" The red-haired man who was still standing at the forefront couldn't help but take half a step forward and broke the silence with a bow.

Before he finished speaking, he was coldly interrupted by Sima Jingming: "Senior Brother Huyan, do you need to repeat my words a second time?"

With that, he flicked his sleeves, turned around and left straight towards the inner hall, leaving behind some confused red-haired men and the major peak masters in the main hall.

At this moment, the head Liu Jingzhu also spoke:

"Adjournment"

He only said these two words, and then he also fluttered away.

A moment later, on the white jade square outside the main hall.

"Stop the search, the Hidden Scripture Pavilion has lost so many precious classics, is that it?" Zhuang Ziyou seemed to be a little unrelieved, and couldn't help but ask Nangong Changshan.

"It's okay if the classics are lost, the sect has its own copies to keep, but if these secret books are passed out, it will be very bad. Elder Taishang's decision naturally has its intentions, so let's not speculate. Nangong Peak Lord smiled and said.

Although he said this, the doubts in his heart did not diminish in the slightest.

......

It didn't take long for the entire Cold Flame Sect's disciples to discover something that was very confusing.

Two important places in the sect were stolen, but the sect suddenly stopped all tracking and searching.

Although everyone talked about it, the peak masters were all silent about it, and they didn't seem to want to talk more.

So, such a shocking event that shocked the entire mountain gate passed in such a daze, and it was over.

However, Han Li, the initiator, had no idea about the series of changes that had occurred in the sect, and he just hid in the cave mansion by himself, figuring out the Little Big Dipper Yuan Gong.

Before, he had just read it in a hurry, but now the more he pondered it, the more he felt that this exercise was mysterious and unpredictable, and his heart was also extremely excited.

Speaking of which, since he stepped into the world of cultivating immortals, he has also been exposed to a lot of body refining exercises, some of which mainly temper muscles and muscles, some exercises refine bones, and some exercise the five internal organs, just like the Wuzang Forging Yuan Gong that he has cultivated.

However, this Little Big Dipper Yuan Gong is a different way, but the cultivation is 'mysterious'.

What is a mystery?

Han Li was confused, and Little Big Dipper Yuan Gong didn't elaborate, but looking at the cultivation process described in the classics, it was extremely mysterious, and it took him a long time to understand it with his vision.

To put it simply, if this skill can be cultivated to the fullest, the power of one punch is enough to shatter the void, and the strength is not far behind that of ordinary immortals.

However, on the contrary, there are many disadvantages.

First of all, the process of cultivating this skill is extremely painful, and people who are not strong enough will will not be able to persevere to the end.

In addition, it is extremely difficult to attract the power of starlight, after all, the stars are far away in the depths of time and space, too far away, so it is extremely time-consuming to cultivate.

Han Li directly ignored this, and even planned to start cultivating.

He went out for a while, and then didn't come back again until the next day, when all the prohibitions in the cave area were opened.

In the following time, he walked around the cave, chose a suitable secret room, and opened a large hole at the top of the room that could directly see the sky.

After doing all this, Han Li sat cross-legged on the spot and quietly breathed in breathing.

Cultivating this kind of exercise passed down from the immortal realm, it is natural to restore the physical and mental mana to the best state in order to cope with various situations that may arise later.