Chapter 1140: Waiting for the Rabbit

Han Li's expression changed, and after he got down, he returned to normal in the blink of an eye, and walked leisurely in front of the Sixth Company Hall.

Miao He Zhenren and the other yellow-robed old man only swept their eyes towards Han Li, although they were a little surprised that Han Li's thin old man was not low in cultivation, but he didn't go much to his heart, and walked directly to the center of the city with the other four Jiedan monks.

Han Li also walked forward without looking back, looking like he was just passing by the shops of the Sixth Consecutive Palace.

But at this time, the lips of the crane real person and the yellow-robed old man moved slightly, but no voice came out, and they began to talk about something with the sound transmission technique.

Han Li turned his back to the two of them and paused slightly, but then returned to normal, getting farther and farther away from Miao He Zhenren and the others.

After the last turn, Han Li walked into a loft that looked quite imposing.

It was a full hour before he came out under the bow of a monk dressed as a shopkeeper.

But he didn't leave immediately, and went into another nearby home......

When Han Li walked out of the fifth shop satisfied, he had already collected more than a hundred high-grade spirit stones that he had exchanged for magic weapons, ancient treasures, and some rare materials.

But when he walked out this time, he suddenly found that there were several unidentified monks nearby, all of them seemed to be nothing, but there was a trace of different color flashing in their eyes.

Han Li sneered, immediately canceled his original plan, swaggered out of Fang City along the street, and finally walked out of Stone City.

Most of those monks cast concealment spells and followed Han Li out of the city gate, but they looked at each other on their horses.

Because Han Li, who was obviously still shrouded in their divine thoughts before, had strangely disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the vicinity was empty, and there was no light to be seen.

Naturally, these monks were in a state of confusion.

Some of them were secretly sent out by those shops, while others noticed Han Li's frequent entry and exit from several shops, and every time the shopkeeper respectfully sent them out, they followed them up on their own.

Although the old man Han Li was dressed as a late-stage cultivator, under the lure of enough big interests, these people would not really hold back. Even before, there had been discussions about joining forces.

But now that Han Li's mysterious disappearance had left these monks stunned, they could only search the vicinity for a while, but found nothing, and finally returned to Stone City in a depressed manner.

And not long after these people left, a blue light flashed in the sky above the place where Han Li had disappeared, and a figure flashed out in a blur. Immediately, the aura on his body froze, and the figure solidified and formed, and it was Han Li who had returned to his original face.

Han Li looked at Shi Cheng, a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

If he hadn't suddenly had another plan, he wouldn't have wanted to startle the snake before that, so that the Yuanying Monk in this city would find out about his existence. He would never let the monks who came out with him go back alive.

They hadn't been able to see through Han Li's concealment spell, they should have been extremely lucky. Otherwise, Han Li would never mind destroying these few Jie Dan Cultivators with a wave of his hand.

After Han Li looked around in the air, he identified a certain direction, turned into a blue light and walked away.

A moment later, the blue light fell at the stop between the two Burang that surrounded the town.

The birds here are singing and fragrant, quiet and unusual, and there is some thick mountain fog that lingers.

Han Li just glanced around and nodded slightly.

As soon as his hand was raised, a stack of colorful array flags appeared, and after more than a dozen rays of light shot out, they disappeared into the surroundings and disappeared.

Immediately, a layer of white mist quickly emerged from the ground, and merged with the mist in the col, and it was no longer possible to distinguish each other.

Han Li's figure was submerged in the mist.

Han Li, who had laid down the concealment array, slapped a certain spirit beast bag on his waist in the mist.

There was a loud roar, and thousands of gold-devouring insects swarmed out of the mouth of the bag, turning into a golden cloud and levitating in front of him.

Han Li sat down cross-legged, his mouth softly chanting words, and a cyan aura began to flash on his body, and after a bang, the insect cloud turned into golden flowers and flew away in all directions.

Almost as soon as he became accustomed to this, Han Li suddenly opened his eyes, and the divine light in his eyes first became crystal abnormal, and then it became strangely dim.

This was exactly the Divine Consciousness Transformation Thousand Secret Technique that Han Li had performed once when he was in the Fallen Demon Valley, it was a kind of divine power that he had comprehended on his own with the help of the Great Yan Decision, which could turn most of his Divine Consciousness into thousands of small divine thoughts at once, temporarily attached to each Gold Devouring Worm, as if there were thousands of ears and eyes at once.

This Divine Consciousness Thousand Secret Technique and Han Li's previous Divine Thoughts Attachment Technique seemed to be somewhat similar, but they were completely different.

One is to split most of the divine consciousness into countless small and small divine thoughts at a time, and with the help of the ears and eyes of the gold devouring insects, the search and exploration that the divine thoughts cannot do, must be under the personal command of the original gods, and cannot exceed a certain range, otherwise the divine thoughts will be withdrawn by themselves.

The other is to attach the independent distraction to the spiritual object, so that the distraction can flexibly command the spiritual object to do things according to the prior instructions, and the original god does not interfere, and can even directly command the spirit insects and spirit beasts that have been sacrificed to attack the enemy, which is similar to the incarnation technique to a certain extent. And as long as it is not attached, it can be no matter how far away it is from the caster.

Unless it is inconvenient for the divine mind, it is difficult to use it, and it is quite a bit of a chicken feeling. And the technique of attaching spiritual objects is a kind of great magical power that few monks in the late Yuan Infant period can master, and it is not the same.

Now, as soon as all the gold devouring insects flew out of the white mist, some of them immediately burrowed into the ground, and some of them rose into the air, and in the blink of an eye, all of these spirit insects disappeared without a trace.

Han Li, who was sitting in the magic circle, closed his eyes again, his face cold and blank.

As the days passed, the sun gradually set over the sea, and finally at night, the whole island fell into darkness.

However, the stone city was brightly lit, and the moonstones filled with spiritual power were shining, shining all over the stone city as if it were daylight. As a result, it became even more and more pitch-black around the stone city, and the sound of the sea breeze was constantly whistling, as if countless demons were hiding in the darkness.

Although it is said that the monk can see clearly at night with a little mana, it is only far less than during the day. But it's not good in the Creation Star Sea, there are many monsters in the outer sea, not to mention that they usually rush on the sea, even if they stay on the island at night, they may be secretly approached by some demon beasts who are proficient in the art of concealment, and then suddenly attack!

After all, it is impossible for ordinary monks to release their divine thoughts on alert at all times, and the number of monks who fall every year is almost more than when they officially hunt demon beasts.

Therefore, unless there is an urgent matter or a high-ranking monk with great supernatural powers, at night, the monks on the island will try to strengthen their vigilance as much as possible, and the gathering point of the monks is naturally completely prohibited, and all the monks who have not gone to sea have shrunk back.

And in the stone city in the mountains, the eight stone towers lit up at the same time, and a layer of light blue light curtain protected the entire stone city in it, in case a demon beast sneaked into the city to carry out a sneak attack.

But on such a night, a few people with cloaks quietly arrived at a certain city gate.

Guarding the door was a Shaodan and several monks in the foundation building period, the leader only opened the cloak slightly, revealing his true face, and the guarding monks saw it, and immediately hurriedly opened a crack in the city protection and sent a few people out of the stone city.

As soon as these people left the city, they immediately turned into a few rays of light and disappeared into the dark night sky, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

A few people did not slow down, but none of them spoke, just hurried away.

But Fang left the stone city for more than a hundred miles, and suddenly a light "huh" sound came from a retreat, and after a pause, a slender white line shot out from the retreat, and disappeared into the void behind him in a flash.

The rest of the monks were stunned, and they couldn't help but stop retreating, and they all turned their heads to look back.

With a bang, a dazzling golden light suddenly erupted in the black air in the distance, and the white line faintly hit something, and after a strange scream, a fist of golden light fell straight down from afar.

What is that?" said the other monk in surprise.

However, the monk who took the initiative to attack made a move, and the white thread suddenly flew back from a distance, and after a circle, it turned into a snow-white needle and fell into his hand. At this time, he said slowly:

I don't know, it seems to be some kind of spirit worm, I don't know if it's wild or domesticated. But this worm was not pierced by my "white mourning needle, and it was really hard enough." You go and pick up the corpse of this worm, and I'll see what kind of spirit worm it is. ”

The last sentence was that the man turned around and commanded the two monks behind him.

Suddenly, the two behind him agreed respectfully, and turned into a half-dream hand and shot two rays of light directly into the dark ground in the distance, looking for the golden spirit worm that was killed.

But after a full cup of tea, the two flew back depressed.

"Qiqi Sect Master, that spirit worm doesn't seem to be dead, and its corpse has not been found over there!"

One replied with some trepidation.

Didn't you die? Are you an embroidery needle for my white mourning needle, killing a mere spirit worm, and returning in vain!" Seems to be a little annoyed.

"Brother Bai, maybe that thing is really fine, and I haven't found any trace of that spirit worm. At this time, another monk wearing a cloak suddenly said solemnly.

If there's such a thing, let me see!"

The monk who had released the treasure of the needle was startled, and hurriedly covered his divine sense into the distance, searching carefully.

As a result, a moment later, the face under his cloak became unsightly and unusual. Sure enough, there was not the slightest trace of the golden spirit worm in that area.

Surprised, his lips moved slightly, and then the other monk raised his hand without saying a word, one released a small turquoise hammer, and the other raised countless slender white silks between his hands, and the two treasures protected themselves in the blink of an eye.

"Which master is following me and the others, don't be sneaky, come out and see you!" the monk who released the white silk shouted, and at the same time, his eyes swept around, and his body suddenly released an astonishing momentum that soared into the sky.

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