Chapter 1006

Seeing this scene, the faces of the big man and the others over there changed slightly, and immediately the four of them gathered together and began to mutter in low voices.

At the same time, Han Li heard a voice transmission from the old man with the surname Fu beside his ear:

"It seems that after this formation is broken, our combined strength will also be considered dissolved. I don't know, Fellow Daoist Han, what are your plans for the next step?"

Han Li glanced at the old man not far away, pondered slightly, and similarly moved his lips slightly to transmit his voice.

"There are so many places this passage leads to. Han also plans to act alone below, as long as he doesn't choose those few particularly eye-catching places, there should be no danger."

"Indeed! But Fu Mou dares not act alone, for fear of being secretly ambushed by the silver-winged night叉 and the lion-beast, and I have no power to protect myself. I and Daoist Bai will choose the same stone staircase. Whether we gain anything will depend on our own fortunes." The old man fell silent for a moment, then replied with a wry smile.

This elder of the Jiuyou Sect had no intention of complaining. After all, with so many people searching for treasure, it is indeed not suitable for many to go to the same place. Otherwise, if some rare treasure truly appeared, a scramble would be unavoidable.

And Han Li's divine abilities are obviously far superior to his and Bai Yaoyi's; it would be better to just split up here.

"Fu brother, Han Daoist! We are leaving now." Over there, they seemed to have finished their discussion, and immediately the big man greeted this side, then the two paired up and made a brief circuit around several steles before flying toward two of the stone staircases in separate groups.

Soon, their figures disappeared into the distant spirit mist, leaving no trace.

At this time, the old man with the surname Fu also finished his voice transmission with Bai Yaoyi in secret, bade farewell to Han Li, and the two immediately chose a stone staircase that no one had taken, eagerly displaying their lightness technique and departing.

In the vast square, only Han Li remained alone in a moment.

Looking around the empty surroundings, Han Li revealed a faint cold smile on his face, and his eyes swept over those steles.

Besides the places where the previous waves of people had passed and locations like "Kunwu Palace" and "Demon-Suppressing Tower" that clearly indicated important sites of Mount Kunwu, the rest were some ambiguous places that made it impossible to judge.

"Hui Ming Ge, Xiang Yun Dian, Gou Yu Tan……Zhu Ling Tang. Could it be related to refining tools." Han Li's gaze paused, stopping at a certain stele.

Although he knew that places like Kunwu Palace and Lingbao Pavilion were more likely to yield great treasures, but certainly many cultivators would go there, and he had no interest in risking his life for that.

Since he had already obtained the Fetal Nourishing Pill, being able to escape this place safely this time is the most fundamental.

Han Li pondered in his heart, feeling that Zhu Ling Tang would most likely have no one and he was somewhat interested in it, so he immediately flickered his figure and walked up the stone staircase behind the stele, heading up the mountain.

Not long after Han Li's figure disappeared, yellow light flashed at the center of the square, and the silver-winged night叉, the ugly 'woman', and the lion-beast three demonic creatures simultaneously appeared in the light.

"Earth escape technique, it can only be used up to this point. If we go further, we will trigger the underground restriction." The silver-winged night叉 retracted its light, turned its head to look at the stone staircase leading to Kunwu Palace, and said slowly.

"The residual spirit aura fluctuations here are very strong; it seems those human cultivators have just broken those formations." The ugly 'woman' also said with her hands on her waist.

At this moment, the lion-beast suddenly let out two low growls, then spread its wings and flew low into the air, circling several steles several times, and then flew back.

"Someone has passed through these places! Hehe, the nose of the lion-beast Daoist is really sensitive." The silver-winged night叉 was first startled, then laughed.

"This is good. Those human cultivators are acting separately. It will be easier for me to seize their life-bound tablets. However, if the cultivators who break into Kunwu Palace lack sufficient divine abilities, they probably still cannot break the restriction of this palace." The ugly 'woman' frowned and worried again.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter. If these humans are incapable, I will secretly assist them with my strength. As long as we don't touch the few restrictions that restrain us, we still have some confidence in breaking the rest." The silver-winged night叉 said with full confidence.

"Since that's the case, let's go. First, let's see which cultivators are taking this stone staircase? Night叉 brother, among us three, your concealment technique is the highest, so you use it to hide our bodies for us." The ugly 'woman' said boldly.

"Understood." The silver-winged night叉 replied indifferently.

Afterwards, it lightly shook the wings on its back, a burst of silver霞 surged out from above, enveloping them simultaneously, then the light flashed, and the three demonic creatures disappeared from concealment.

At this time, at the stone pavilion on the mid-slope of Mount Kunwu, a five 'color' peacock had just protruded half of its body from the light curtain……

Han Li naturally did not know about all this.

At this moment, he tapped his toes lightly, his figure moved as if through nothing for several zhang, turned a few bends, and the white jade square was long gone from sight.

On both sides of the stone staircase are some tall spirit trees, among which there are some Han Li recognizes and some he has never seen,

He looked at them with considerable interest.

These trees have been growing on this Mount Kunwu for who knows how many tens of thousands of years; even ordinary spirit wood has now become excellent material for refining tools.

However, Han Li naturally would not slow his steps for these things. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he finally saw a large complex of pavilions in the distance.

Han Li's face showed a hint of joy, and he immediately quickened his pace, reaching the end of the stone staircase in the blink of an eye, but then his expression moved and he stopped his steps.

Because before him, a layer of white misty light curtain lay across his front; looking through the light curtain, behind it was indeed a wall of green 'color', six or seven zhang high, tightly sealing the rear. But facing the stone staircase, there is a tall stele pavilion, through which one can vaguely see the large complex of buildings behind the wall, and on the conspicuous top of the stele pavilion, written in silver powder are the three large characters "Zhu Ling Tang".

Han Li looked around; the light curtain was extraordinarily wide, completely covering this manor-like Zhu Ling Tang, and there seemed to be no way to sneak in.

It seems that the ancient cultivators who sealed this mountain, before leaving, opened all restrictions, protecting everything here, perhaps they thought they would have a chance to return to this mountain in the future.

He thought indifferently in his heart, but his action was without hesitation; he shook his sleeve, and a golden light flew 'shot' out, fiercely cutting into the light curtain.

With a "zila" crisp sound, the golden light transformed from the flying sword, relying on its sharpness, forcibly cut into the light curtain about a chi deep, but still had to stop. The broken light curtain then burst forth with white light, as if about to re-heal.

He frowned, raised his hand and pointed into the light curtain, with a "suo" sound, the flying sword immediately flew 'shot' back. The opened light curtain closed again.

Looking at this light curtain, which is about a zhang thick, Han Li estimated that even if he used the giant sword technique to attack, it probably would not be effective. After all, for such a barrier-type restriction, if it cannot be destroyed in one blow, it can almost instantly recover to its original state.

Of course, if he had patience, he could also release the gold-devouring insects to slowly consume the spirit power on the light curtain; estimated to take several days, it could also break this restriction.

But how could he have so much time to wait slowly.

After a brief calculation, he immediately made up his mind; he slapped his waist storage bag with one hand, and a fist-sized light cluster flew 'shot' out, after a circling, it revealed an ancient-style feather fan, with gold, silver, and red three 'color' spirit light flashing on its surface without cease.

He made a grasping motion in the air, and this fan let out a phoenix cry as it flew down, landing in Han Li's hand.

Then, without courtesy, he rubbed his hands together, and the light burst forth, and this fan instantly became several chi in size.

Han Li held the fan with one hand, his eyes icy as he stared at the light curtain ahead, and slightly shook the treasure fan in his hand.

With a "pu" sound, under his deliberate control of the magic power within his body, although the fan similarly gushed out a stream of three 'color' flames, this time the fire did not transform into a fire phoenix to appear, but instead sprayed directly onto the light curtain. The result was that where the fire passed, it was like spring sun melting snow; the light curtain instantly melted and disappeared at a visible speed, and in the blink of an eye, a large hole appeared on the light curtain.

Han Li's eyes flashed, he retracted the three-flame fan in his hand, and his figure immediately turned into a cyan rainbow, directly 'shot' into the light curtain.

The cyan rainbow's light converged, and Han Li appeared before the stele pavilion, then he turned his head and glanced back.

Only then did he see that in this moment, the light curtain began to heal again.

Han Li's mouth corner revealed a faint bitter smile. It seems that when leaving, he will still have to spend some effort.

Thinking of this, he also checked his magic power within his body. Although he had experience using the three-flame fan once, this time he only used about half of its power when 'controlling' the fan, but his magic power still lost nearly one-third.

He shook his head, turned around, and strode toward the bell tower pavilion behind the stone wall.

The several pavilions ahead were of the same style, all two-story small buildings, over ten zhang high. Han Li casually entered one near the entrance, and upon entering, found the interior empty 'empty', except for a few tables and chairs, almost nothing. It seemed to be a place specially prepared for people to rest.

It seems that even if there were some personal items inside, they had already been cleaned up when the ancient cultivators withdrew.

Although he had already expected this in his heart, Han Li still secretly sighed.

In this way, he no longer had high hopes for the other pavilions.

As expected, after circling the other similar lofts in turn, he found nothing there either.

The other stone houses below, which resembled warehouses, were likewise empty.

Whether it was the stone racks and stone platforms inside, or the large metal boxes, all were empty, not a trace of refining materials to be seen. This left Han Li, who had nearly finished searching a small area, feeling quite stifled.

When Han Li stepped out of the last stone house, he found himself before a stone hall.

The stone hall appeared not very large, about a hundred zhang or so in width, but its entire body was a deep red, as if a layer of flame burned across its surface.

"Hall of Spirit Transformation"

Han Li gazed at the fiery red plaque hanging above the hall's gate and murmured softly to himself.

Though merely standing outside the stone hall, a wave of scorching heat had already surged toward him from within.

His heart stirred, and with his hands clasped behind his back, he stepped inside.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, a thunderous roar like rolling thunder immediately rang in his ears, causing Han Li to narrow his eyes and swiftly sweep his gaze into the hall.

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