Chapter 1177

He looked at the token on the ground, then glanced at the suspicious gazes of the other stewards, and smiled bitterly:

"It is a voice transmission talisman from the Great Elder, ordering us to gather the materials required in the jade slip within three days. From the Great Elder's tone, these materials are for refining, and they seem quite rare. Several senior brothers, it seems we must put aside other matters first and complete the Great Elder's instructions."

The remaining cultivators were all greatly shocked upon hearing this.

"Since it is the Great Elder's instruction, then naturally this matter comes first. Look at the materials in the jade slip; those the sect has, take them out from the inventory immediately, and those we don't have, go to the Ancient Sword Sect and the Hundred Arts Academy to see. Especially the Hundred Arts Academy, which is skilled in refining; they should be able to gather all the materials. Otherwise, the Great Elder would not have given us only three days," one of the older gray-robed elders said decisively.

The remaining cultivators, including the blue-robed cultivator, naturally nodded repeatedly.

After these Foundation Establishment stage stewards discussed a few more sentences, they flew away from the pavilion one after another, hurriedly starting to allocate the materials in the jade slip.

Three days later, the blue-robed cultivator brought a bulging storage bag and sent the materials to the outside of the Mother-Son Peak, but naturally, he was blocked by the restrictions of the Mother-Son Peak.

This Foundation Establishment stage disciple released a voice transmission talisman, then took out the storage bag and waited respectfully with both hands held up.

As a result, after a meal's time, the mist transformed by the restrictions suddenly rolled, and then a piece of cyan light shot out from the mist.

After a flash of spiritual light, the storage bag in the blue-robed cultivator's hand was swept away.

The blue-robed cultivator felt a chill in his heart, bowed several times toward the mist, and then respectfully flew away on his magic tool.

The front of the Mother-Son Peak instantly returned to calm, as if everything had never happened.

Han Li in the cave dwelling of the Mother-Son Peak collected the human puppet and calmly checked the materials in the storage bag in his hand with his divine sense.

"Not bad, they really gathered them all. It seems these stewards in the sect are quite capable," Han Li muttered with satisfaction after a while.

"As the Great Elder of the Falling Cloud Sect, how could they dare not be devoted? However, I didn't expect you to have them send the auxiliary materials for condensing Fire Spirit Silk together. You are not cultivating a fire-attribute technique." The boy's figure appeared on the tripod again, looking at Han Li with a strange gaze.

"I naturally know this, but I have an object in hand; even if I don't have much fire spiritual power, I can still drive spiritual fire to condense spirit silk. This object is the treasure that originally gave birth to the Fire Spirit Silk, and using it to condense the Fire Spirit Silk itself is the most appropriate," Han Li said calmly, patting his waist, and immediately a small fire-red tripod flew out, circled, and hovered in front of him.

The boy narrowed his eyes and looked at the fire tripod twice, said nothing, but nodded.

Han Li smiled slightly and poured the storage bag on the ground.

Immediately after a flash of white light, more than a dozen jade boxes and wooden cases of various sizes appeared on the ground.

Han Li pointed lightly at the fire tripod with one hand.

The red tripod lid flew up silently, and immediately a 'Boom' sound came from the tripod, and a mass of red flames emerged, transforming into more than a dozen red fire crows in the blink of an eye, circling and dancing around the fire tripod.

"Flame Transformation! This treasure of yours has average power, but it is indeed a very pure fire-attribute treasure, suitable for condensing Fire Spirit Silk for you. However, even so, these fire crows are born from this tripod, not transformed by your magic power, so they must be somewhat stiff to manipulate. Using this method to condense Fire Spirit Silk will likely cost a great deal of mental effort. If you are not careful, you might fall short of success," the boy warned.

"Please rest assured, fellow Daoist Tianlan. Han Mou has nothing else, but I have enough patience," Han Li laughed and said dismissively.

Hearing Han Li say this, the boy naturally would not try to dissuade him anymore.

Han Li pinched a magic seal with both hands, and a magic technique was cast onto the fire tripod.

Immediately, the tripod spun around, and its body expanded wildly, transforming into several times its size in the blink of an eye.

Only then did Han Li shake his sleeve, and that transparent thing immediately flew out from his sleeve, disappearing into the tripod without a trace.

Immediately after a 'Boom' sound from the fire tripod, masses of red flames appeared on the surface of the fire tripod, and flames shot into the sky from the tripod. That gelatinous thing was flickering in the red fire, and was actually chased by several fire crows and pushed above the flames.

Seeing this, Han Li's expression froze, and he flicked his ten fingers repeatedly, and more than a dozen magic techniques of various colors were shot out simultaneously, all hitting those fire crows.

These fire crows were in a commotion, each spraying madly at the transparent thing.

And that thing seemed to be able to absorb the fire of these fire crows, and as the flames calcined it, its surface gradually turned red, and its shape began to change.

Seeing this, Han Li grabbed a jade box in front of him, and the box lid shot out on its own, revealing a small piece of pale blue paste-like object inside.

With a point of his finger, the paste-like object flew into the tripod, turned into a blue liquid upon encountering fire, and was completely absorbed by the transparent thing without a drop left.

Seeing this, Han Li was overjoyed, stopped his magic technique, but shot out strands of cyan silk from his fingertips, all of which disappeared into the red flames.

The flames rose several feet high, and at the same time, a humming sound came from the tripod, while Han Li's expression was incomparably solemn...

Two months later, a streak of cyan light flew straight toward the main peak of the Falling Cloud Sect, and after a flash, it converged at the entrance of the main hall at the foot of the mountain, revealing Han Li's figure.

The dozen or so Falling Cloud Sect disciples guarding the hall door were all greatly shocked upon seeing Han Li's appearance, and hurriedly stepped forward to pay their respects.

Han Li waved his hand, lifted his leg, and disappeared from where he was, appearing strangely inside the hall door the next moment.

These disciples were naturally startled and couldn't help but look over.

They only saw Han Li walk a few steps, but his figure flashed a few times and disappeared into the corridor.

These hall disciples were shocked and felt even more awe toward this Great Elder in the sect.

When Han Li appeared in the side hall of the main hall, Lu Luo, the person who truly managed the affairs of the Falling Cloud Sect, was pacing back and forth in the hall, a look of anxiety appearing on his face.

"Junior Brother Han, you have finally come out of closed-door cultivation. It seems you have received the voice transmission talisman I sent." Lu Luo turned to see Han Li, joy appearing in his eyes, and the anxiety on his face seemed to disappear somewhat.

Han Li smiled slightly, his figure flickered, and he appeared in front of a wooden chair, sat down calmly, and then said:

"The voice transmission talisman said that Junior Sister Bai and the others went missing in the Fallen Demon Valley. This matter is somewhat strange, and it also involves Mu Peiling and my named disciple, so naturally, I had to come over to ask what happened."

"This matter is indeed somewhat suspicious. Junior Sister Bai and the others have been in the Fallen Demon Valley for half a year, and by any calculation, they should have returned to the sect. But according to the disciples I sent to search, they actually said that only cultivators saw Junior Sister Bai and the three of them enter the valley, but no one saw the three of them come out. There were also cultivators who met the three of them in the outer valley, but they disappeared strangely in the Fallen Demon Valley shortly after. I suspect that the three of them..." Speaking of this, Lu Luo's voice paused.

"Could it be that the three of them broke into the inner valley and encountered some danger or were trapped somewhere," Han Li continued, his expression indifferent, unable to see what he was truly thinking.

"That's right, that is what I meant, Senior Brother. Although the inner valley of the Fallen Demon Valley is still very dangerous, Junior Brother has already advanced to a Great Cultivator and has once broken into the inner valley; just searching the inner valley roughly should be no problem, right?" Lu Luo asked hesitantly.

"Hmm, the space cracks in the inner valley of the Fallen Demon Valley do not pose much danger to me; as long as I don't go to those particularly dangerous places, there will be no problem. I have just finished refining, so I will make a trip," Han Li said cleanly and neatly after pondering for a moment.

"That would be best, then I will trouble Junior Brother. However, Junior Brother is now the Great Elder of this sect and shoulders the rise and fall of this sect, so you must also prioritize your own safety," Lu Luo was happy at first, but then remembered something and hurriedly exhorted him.

"Please rest assured, Senior Brother Lu. In Tiannan, I fear there is no one who can hurt me anymore. I will not easily take risks," Han Li smiled and said dismissively, but in his heart, he thought of the Heavenly Evil Demon Corpse that had been lost in the Fallen Demon Valley years ago.

Could the disappearance of the three women be related to this demon corpse? Without any reason, this strange thought appeared in Han Li's heart.

Feeling somewhat strange in his heart, Han Li remained calm on the surface, chatted with Lu Luo for a while, and then bid farewell and left.

Two days later, after Han Li entered the forbidden area to check on Nangong Wan's situation, he left the Falling Cloud Sect alone and headed straight for the Fallen Demon Valley.

More than a month later, three streaks of light were flying extremely fast within the territory of Changzhou in the Eastern Yu Kingdom. Suddenly, they circled over a nameless small mountain, and the three streaks of light landed, revealing three big men. All three were tall and sturdy, each with two flying forks of different colors stuck on their shoulders, and their faces were somewhat similar, actually looking like brothers.

And on the top of the small mountain, three other cultivators had long been waiting there. An old man, a middle-aged Confucian scholar, and a young man with a faint smile.

"Haha, Brother Hou, you've been waiting! My brothers were delayed by something on the way, please don't blame us! Eh, are these two fellow Daoists also disciples of your sect?" The eldest big man laughed heartily at the old man, but after sweeping his gaze over the young man and the middle-aged cultivator, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Because he immediately discovered that the old man and the middle-aged Confucian scholar were both honestly standing respectfully on both sides of the young man, with expressions of respect on their faces. Even when the old man heard the big man greeting him, he only smiled cautiously at him, actually not daring to take the initiative to speak to the three of them.

This naturally shocked these big men, and they swept their divine sense over the young man, but felt shocked in their hearts.

Because the other party's body was like mist, and their divine sense swept over it without any result; they couldn't see the depth of the other party's magic power at all.

The three big men's expressions changed drastically!

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