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Chapter 132

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Upon hearing this, Han Li was very disappointed, but he was not very surprised. After all, "Yellow Dragon Pills" and "Gold Marrow Pills" were sacred medicines in the mortal world; they might be miraculous medicines to ordinary people, but to cultivators, they were indeed a notch lower.

Since the other party didn't like them, Han Li didn't intend to nag further; he reached out to take back the porcelain bottles.

"However, even if these pills are a bit inferior, if there were a few more bottles, I would trade with you!" The youth suddenly spoke, looking regretful.

Han Li, who had originally extended his arm, immediately retracted it upon hearing the youth's words and gave a light laugh.

"Did I say I only had these two bottles of medicine?" Han Li narrowed his eyes and stared at the youth, saying slowly.

"You have more?" The youth was slightly startled, but immediately showed joy.

"Of course, but if you want too many, I have to consider whether to make this trade?" Han Li said noncommittally, fearing the other party would make an exorbitant demand.

"Great! Not too many, just three more bottles will be enough. It's enough to let me break through the bottleneck in a short time." The youth became excited and appeared extremely enthusiastic, completely opposite to his previous cold attitude.

This was no wonder; anyone who had foundation-stabilizing and essence-nourishing pills that could promote the advancement of cultivation techniques would be reluctant to trade them away; they wouldn't even have enough for themselves! This was also the main reason why the youth had been unable to trade away the "Flying Talisman" in the past few days.

Even if Han Li's "Yellow Dragon Pills" and "Gold Marrow Pills" were not considered top-tier spiritual medicines for cultivators, relying on the advantage of quantity, they were enough to let this guy, who had been hovering at the top of the ninth layer for a long time, break through to the tenth layer, allowing the youth's cultivation to advance greatly.

But only someone like Han Li, who treated these medicines like snacks, could be willing to trade them. However, Han Li knew well the principle of not flaunting wealth; he didn't want to leave the other party with the impression that he could easily produce a large amount of medicine without feeling any pain.

So he touched his chin and put on a look of heartache and reluctance.

"Is that so! Isn't that a bit too much? You want to trade away all the medicine I have!" Han Li deliberately muttered in a low voice.

"This is not too much! After all, it's a high-grade spirit talisman! Think about it, as long as you have this spirit talisman, if you encounter any danger, you can immediately take to the air and travel far away, and it's much faster than ordinary birds, equivalent to having an extra life! And as long as the spiritual energy of this talisman does not dissipate, it can be used repeatedly many times; it is a very practical spirit talisman!" Seeing that Han Li seemed to be able to produce the required pills, the smile on the youth's face grew even wider, and he strongly recommended the wonders of his flying talisman, fearing Han Li would go back on his word and refuse to trade.

"If you want to trade, that's fine. Throw in that stack of talisman paper as a bonus for me. And that book too!" Seeing that the other party really wanted to trade for his pills, Han Li didn't stand on ceremony and pointed to the stack of blank talisman paper on the stall and a tattered "Fragment of Basic Spell Incantations," saying to the youth.

The youth was stunned at first, but seeing that Han Li only pointed to low-tier talisman paper and a spell book that couldn't be sold, he was overjoyed and agreed immediately.

Just like that, the "Flying Talisman" became Han Li's possession, and he also obtained a stack of talisman paper and a spell book he had been eyeing for a long time.

Han Li flipped through the old book slightly; it contained only the most basic low-tier spell incantations, with seven or eight low-tier spells and one low-tier mid-grade "Earth Spike Technique" recorded inside.

Such a book was worthless to other cultivators, but it made Han Li extremely satisfied.

Because what he lacked now were these basic spell techniques, and although the previous stalls also sold such books, and they were better and more complete, the prices were shockingly expensive.

A "Complete Collection of Five-Element Basic Spell Incantations" was priced at ninety low-tier spirit stones, and another "Basics of Water Spell Talisman Techniques" was priced at sixty low-tier spirit stones. Although these books were thick and contained more spell techniques, Han Li really couldn't afford them now.

After obtaining these items, Han Li felt a bit tired and had no intention of continuing to stroll around, so he went straight out of the square and walked toward the group of pavilions.

When he was not far from the square, Han Li looked back and found that there seemed to be more people in the square; it seemed there were quite a few cultivators who liked to come out at night.

As he approached these palace-style buildings, Han Li discovered that these pavilions were actually built from extremely precious paulownia wood and large blocks of bluestone. Not only was every building carved with dragons and phoenixes and built extremely exquisitely, but there were also faint displays of spiritual power fluctuations near each pavilion; it seemed this was the barrier technique mentioned by Daoist Daoist Qingwen.

Han Li circled around and finally found the pavilion he was looking for, so he walked up.

But when he was a few feet away from the target, Han Li suddenly felt like he had bumped into something, and then he was violently pushed away by an invisible giant force, being forcibly squeezed back several steps.

Han Li was a bit surprised and also a bit excited; it seemed there were too many things in the cultivation world he didn't know, and he really wanted to learn them all.

Thinking this, Han Li's heart stirred, and he cast the Heaven Eye Technique, looking toward the small building again.

As a result, not far away, Han Li saw a layer of faint green light blocking his eyes; the entire pavilion was covered by this kind of green light, as if it were covered by a giant bowl.

Han Li stepped forward again and extended a finger, gently poking the green light, resulting in a soft, elastic feeling. When he pressed down with a little more force, a faint force rebounded; it seemed the defensive power of this green light was truly not bad.

Since Han Li understood the function of the green light, he stopped studying it and took out the talisman Daoist Daoist Qingwen had given him, sticking it onto the light curtain. As a result, ripples immediately appeared on the green light curtain, and then a circular hole appeared, just enough for Han Li to pass through.

Han Li didn't stand on ceremony, put away the talisman, stepped inside, and walked toward the pavilion. At this moment, the circular hole slowly became smaller, finally closing completely, and the light curtain returned to its original state.

The pavilion in front of him was not large, with two floors combined, it was only about ten feet high, but looking at its area, it was more than enough to accommodate a dozen people.

Han Li smiled slightly, lifted his legs and entered the building, entering the lobby on the first floor, only to see that besides two eight-immortal tables, there were only a dozen wooden chairs, arranged elegantly and simply, which really had a bit of the simplicity of cultivation.

And the little monk named Kusang was sitting on the empty ground in a corner of the lobby with his head lowered, eyes closed, chanting Zen, looking like an enlightened high monk. As for the others, Han Li had not seen them.

"Master Kusang, has Daoist Daoist Qingwen returned?" Han Li walked a few steps to the monk and asked kindly.

The little monk did not pay attention to Han Li but continued to chant in his mouth until Han Li became impatient waiting. Only then did the monk open his eyes and say to him with an apologetic look: "Benefactor Han, do not blame me! This little monk was just reciting the Diamond Sutra at a critical point and could not stop speaking to reply immediately. Please do not blame me!"

Hearing the monk's words, Han Li gave a dry laugh: "How could I! I admire those who are single-minded the most!"

Hearing Han Li say this, the little monk smiled and said unhurriedly: "Daoist Daoist Qingwen and the others are waiting for Benefactor Han on the second floor. They instructed me to call you up immediately upon seeing you; it seems they have something for you."

Upon hearing the monk's words, Han Li felt a bit depressed.

This little monk is really something; since someone is looking for me, why not tell me immediately, why be so long-winded? It seems it's better to stay away from people like monks in the future!

Han Li muttered in his heart, but his face remained unchanged as he nodded, walked toward the stairs near the lobby, and went up to the second floor with a "deng deng" sound.

As soon as he entered the second floor, he saw the two brothers, Heimu and Brother Heijin, talking about something at the top of the stairs. Seeing Han Li come up, they immediately stopped talking and greeted him.

"Brother Han, Daoist Daoist Qingwen is waiting for you in the room, come with us brothers!" Han Li's expression was indifferent, and without a word, he followed them through the corridor, turning several corners before entering a room.

There were many people in the room; besides the monk, everyone else was there, and there were two strangers he didn't know.

One was a grinning teenager of sixteen or seventeen, and the other was a fair and chubby man of twenty-one or twenty-two. It seemed these two were the guys that even Daoist Qingwen found a headache.

"Brother Han is here! Sit down quickly." Daoist Daoist Qingwen pointed to a chair beside him very politely and said to Han Li.

Han Li nodded and sat down there.

"These two are Wu Wu Jiuzhi of Yunmenjian and Huang Huang Xiaotian of Shituogu." Daoist Qingwen pointed to the teenager and the chubby man respectively and introduced them to Han Li.

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