Chapter 1270: Nanchizi and Elder Fu

"No choice. Zhang brat said that the new person is a rare cultivation genius who cultivated the Vajra Art to the third layer. WM Net I had to come and take a look." The old man coughed lightly, his wrinkled face trembling as he said.

"Third layer of the Vajra Art! This person?" The green-robed girl was shocked, her eyes wide open.

"Sister Xiang'er, don't be rude. Hurry up and let the Daoist and Elder Fu in," the blue-robed girl said after her eyes flickered.

"Oh, it was Xiang'er who was rude," Xiang'er realized after being reminded by the blue-robed girl, hurriedly stepped aside, and invited the two people outside the door in.

The Daoist named Nanchizi smiled slightly and walked in without standing on ceremony. Elder Fu sighed, then swayed slowly into the carriage door.

At this moment, the sky outside was already dim, and the caravan was still moving forward rapidly without any intention of stopping.

"This brother is the person Leader Zhang mentioned, right?" The Daoist didn't stand on ceremony either, scanned slightly after entering, and landed on Han Li.

"That's right, it's me. Leader Zhang asked you to come, Daoist, but I'm afraid you can't do anything about my body. I only need to sit quietly for a few months to recover on my own," Han Li replied calmly.

"Hehe, since you have cultivated the Vajra Art to the third layer, your divine abilities are actually not inferior to mine. But cultivators and you body-refining practitioners are somewhat different. Perhaps I really have a way. In this way, you might not need to lie down for several months," Nanchizi didn't feel unhappy because of this, but said lightly.

A flash of surprise appeared on Han Li's face.

Although his spiritual sense couldn't leave his body and he couldn't accurately know the other party's cultivation base, he could still vaguely judge that the Daoist in front of him was already a Foundation Establishment cultivator through close-range spiritual sense induction.

In the mortal world, almost every cultivator who stepped into the cultivation world had a mentality of looking at mortals like ants, and generally wouldn't bother to deal with a Qi Condensation cultivator, let alone a mortal. But in the Spirit World, the Foundation Establishment Daoist in front of him was so polite to a mortal. This made Han Li feel a bit unaccustomed, even a bit strange.

It seems that just as the Tian Lan Beast clone said, the power of mortals in the Spirit World is not to be underestimated, and even cultivators dare not insult them lightly.

Pondering this in his heart, Han Li smiled on the surface, nodded, and said politely:

"Since you say so, Daoist, then I will trouble you."

Nanchizi saw Han Li agree, revealed a smile, then raised his hand, and there was a pale green ring on his wrist. His other hand touched the ring, and immediately a yellow copper mirror appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, Han Li's heart moved.

This seemed to be a type of storage magic tool, but it was clearly much higher-level than a storage pouch. A Qi Condensation cultivator actually had this kind of thing; it seems it is something that has long been popularized among Spirit World cultivators.

Spirit World cultivators likely don't use storage pouches much.

His storage pouch, when he dissipated his Nascent Soul, except for the two Extinguishing Immortal Thunders he took out and hid on his body, all other treasures were put into the pouch, and he buried it along with several spirit beast pouches deep underground.

To be careful, he specifically left the spirit beast pouches open and ordered the Gold-Devouring Beetles, Six-Winged Frost Centipedes, and Soul-Crying Beast to guard the storage pouch.

As for that Earth-Armored Dragon, he didn't bring it to the Spirit World at all, but left it to Nangong Wan in the mortal world.

Now in Han Li's body, besides a Spirit Transformation Talisman that could turn invisible and the Destruction Dharma Eye that wasn't afraid of being peeped at, even the Profound Heaven Tripod and the seventy-two Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords and other heavy treasures were left in the desert.

He had no magic power, and now he couldn't drive the treasures, so leaving them on his body would only attract fatal disasters. When his magic power recovered, he would come back to retrieve these treasures. The desert was so desolate, and with spirit insects guarding it, there shouldn't be any problems.

As for the mysterious small green bottle, he pondered for a long time but still couldn't bear to leave it behind, and also brought it with him.

The small bottle didn't show any abnormality usually, and even if it were discovered, it would only be treated as an ordinary object.

Han Li's thoughts turned rapidly. Nanchizi naturally didn't know his mutterings, and even less clear that the Han Li who looked young in front of him was actually a high-level Spirit Transformation cultivator. He just asked a few questions casually and shook the mirror in his hand at Han Li.

As a result, a piece of green light flew out from the mirror, enveloping most of Han Li's body.

Nanchizi closed his eyes gently, seemingly sensing something through the magic tool in his hand.

As a result, a moment later, this Foundation Establishment cultivator's face showed astonishment. After waiting for a while, he opened his eyes, but looked at Han Li with strange eyes.

"What, did you see anything, Daoist?" Han Li asked calmly.

"Patron, you should cherish your body more. Half of the meridians in your body have ruptured. It seems that either the spiritual energy was insufficient when you cultivated the Vajra Art, or some auxiliary pills were missing. Our human race is not as naturally powerful as the demon beast body, and any slight mistake during body refining will cause our own bodies to collapse. Fortunately, you seem to have realized it early, and the meridian rupture is not too serious, and is still in the process of repairing. However, this kind of damage is indeed not easy to treat. I don't have suitable pills, so I can only write a few Heart-Clearing Talismans for you to slightly reduce the pain in your body," Nanchizi sighed, saying with a bitter smile.

"Then I will trouble you!" Han Li smiled slightly and thanked him.

"Hehe! Since Daoist Nanchizi has already seen it, it doesn't matter if I look or not. But since I'm here, I might as well go through the motions, otherwise I really won't be able to explain it to Zhang brat later," the white-robed old man said indifferently from the side.

"Patron Fu is too modest. Your family's Profound Heaven Nine-Dragon Golden Needle Technique has saved countless people, and even many fellow cultivators have benefited from it. I have long heard of your great name," the Daoist bowed politely to the old man.

"I am just a disgraced disciple of the Fu family, I don't know any Profound Heaven Golden Needle Technique, Daoist, you really think too highly of me," the white-robed old man shook his head repeatedly.

Nanchizi smiled dumbly and didn't say anything, stepping aside.

Elder Fu stepped forward and naturally arrived in front of Han Li.

He raised his hand, grabbed Han Li's wrist, and with his other hand, he flicked it, and a sound of breaking air was heard. Several golden threads shot out.

"Puff puff" sounds came, and several golden needles appeared on Han Li's body, only revealing a small half, with most of them submerged into his body.

Han Li, who originally couldn't move at all, actually sat up with a start, but his body remained straight, as if it were a piece of wood.

"Liu'er, you girls take something and cushion his back. Let him sit well," the old man instructed the blue-robed girl calmly.

"As you command, Elder Fu! Xiang'er, go and get a set of our bedding and cushion it for Young Master Han," the blue-robed girl replied obediently, and turned to instruct.

The green-robed girl named Xiang'er was startled upon hearing this, appearing a bit embarrassed, but still agreed and walked out of the carriage.

And taking this opportunity, the white-robed old man sat down beside Han Li, holding Han Li's pulse with one hand, while shaking his head and swaying his body with his eyes half-closed.

Han Li looked at the old man without saying a word.

He sensed a weak airflow darting rapidly through all parts of his body, exceptionally slender, as if it existed or not.

If it weren't for his powerful spiritual sense and his thorough knowledge of his own body, he really wouldn't have been able to detect it.

The old man seemed to sense Han Li's gaze, glanced at him, and happened to see the other party revealing a mocking smile, feeling startled in his heart.

At this moment, the girl named Xiang'er had already returned to the carriage holding a silk bedding, then without waiting for the old man's instructions, she stepped forward to spread it out and cushioned it behind Han Li's back.

Han Li leaned half-way against the bedding, a fragrant scent entering his nose, and thanked the girl.

The green-robed girl just replied indifferently, looking cold and detached.

Han Li didn't mind, continuing to pay attention to the white-robed old man's actions.

At this moment, Elder Fu waved his hand in the air, and immediately another golden needle appeared in his hand, which was relatively thin and long.

The old man skillfully tightened the needle with two fingers, then his hand became a blur, his arm waving rapidly like a wheel, and countless golden lights suddenly enveloped Han Li's body.

Han Li felt a slight coolness on countless acupuncture points, which were all pricked by the golden needle at the same time.

A sour and numb feeling came from his limbs at the same time, and Han Li's fingers moved slightly, then he slowly raised his arms.

The sound of gasping for air came from the carriage. Not only did the four girls show admiration, but Nanchizi's eyes flickered, also appearing moved.

"Admirable, Brother Fu's golden needle technique is truly miraculous!" The Daoist said with a light smile.

"Nothing, just a small trick. I only allowed his limbs to temporarily recover some mobility. But he still cannot exert any force. Otherwise, the meridians in his body might break on a large scale," the white-robed old man instructed Han Li solemnly.

"Thank you, Elder Fu!"

Han Li moved his ten fingers, feeling both surprised and happy.

He had also learned the technique of pricking acupuncture points with golden needles in the mortal world and considered himself quite proficient, but now compared with this Elder Fu, it was like heaven and earth. There really was someone in the world who could have such miraculous effects just by pricking acupuncture points with golden needles.

However, as soon as he heard the old man's subsequent words, his heart tightened again.

The white-robed old man saw that Han Li's movement was fine, and patted Han Li's body with one hand.

Golden light flashed, and the golden needles shot out from Han Li's body at the same time, but were all collected by the old man with a shake of his sleeve, as if they had sunk into the sea.

Han Li moved his legs and walked down the long bench slowly, walking a few steps carefully.

"I can only do this much. The recovery of the meridians will have to rely entirely on yourself. I have things to do, so I won't stay here any longer."

The white-robed old man actually left immediately.

Nanchizi nodded upon hearing this, and also took out several talismans from his body, raised his hand, and they all turned into blue lights, submerging into Han Li's body and disappearing.

This Foundation Establishment cultivator also stood up to leave.

Naturally, the four girls saw the two off outside the carriage, then closed the carriage door again.

At this moment, Han Li sat on the chair with his eyes drooping, seemingly experiencing the effects of those talismans.

"Brother Han, has your Vajra Art really been cultivated to the third layer?" After the four girls returned to the carriage, they looked at each other, and the blue-robed girl named Liu'er suddenly asked with a smile.

"I was just lucky," Han Li raised his eyelids, glanced at the girl, and replied noncommittally.

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