Chapter 622

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Han Li had cultivated hard in the cave dwelling for three months. Net

During this period, Kui Cai Huan and the others came again and said with some apology that they had told some sect elders about Han Li's proficiency in talisman-making, hoping Han Li wouldn't mind.

Because he had long planned to use talisman-making as a cover, Han Li naturally wouldn't really care about this matter, and after comforting them with kind words, he sent them away.

As for Heaven Spring Peak, because Han Li was unexpectedly selected among the twenty-four disciples. So the beautiful and cold woman surnamed Mu actually came to the medicine garden for a rare visit and even explained the difficult points of the Profound Ice Technique to Han Li for half a day. This made Han Li somewhat surprised and also somewhat speechless.

Aside from these two groups of people, no one else came to disturb Han Li's cultivation.

On this day, Han Li was cultivating the Azure Origin Sword Technique in the quiet room of the cave dwelling when he suddenly frowned, stopped his cultivation technique, and stood up.

By the time he walked out of the quiet room and the cave dwelling door into the medicine garden, a fire light transformed from a sound transmission talisman was bumping around in the restriction mist of the medicine garden.

Seeing this, Han Li lightly parted the restriction, and after a wave of his hand, the sound transmission talisman turned into a ball of fierce fire and fell obediently into his hand.

A moment later, he closed his five fingers. The fire light extinguished without a trace.

"White Phoenix Peak, Ancestor Song! Isn't that the Core Formation female cultivator known as the number one beauty of the Falling Cloud Sect? Could it be that this woman is guiding me? If that's the case, these few days won't be too hard to pass!" Han Li said with a blank expression, muttering to himself.

Then he didn't hesitate anymore, raised his hand to release his flying sword magic tool, and headed straight for White Phoenix Peak.

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White Phoenix Peak is located at the easternmost edge of the Falling Cloud Sect, quite far from the other five peaks, with a sense of lonely plum blossoms in the snow.

Although this peak is the shortest of the six strange peaks, it is lush and green, with flowers and trees all over the mountain. In terms of beautiful scenery, it is the crown of all the peaks, far from what the Heaven Spring peaks can compare to.

Not long after, Han Li appeared near White Phoenix Peak.

Because most of the people on this peak are female cultivators, White Phoenix Peak has an unwritten strange rule: any male disciple from other peaks who comes here on business must report to the disciples at the mountain gate at the foot of the mountain before they can enter the mountain.

Otherwise, if one accidentally falls into the restrictions of White Phoenix Peak, one can only blame oneself.

Han Li naturally didn't intend to break in by force. He landed honestly at the foot of the mountain.

At the mountain gate, three female Qi Condensation stage cultivators were talking and laughing.

Seeing Han Li, a somewhat unfamiliar male cultivator, land, they couldn't help but look over with curiosity.

"I am Han Li of Heaven Spring Peak, here to receive guidance on cultivation from Ancestor Song. I hope a few Senior Sisters will report it." Han Li cupped his hands to the few female disciples and said.

"So you are Han Li; the Ancestor has already given instructions. Junior Brother Han can go directly to the Morning Phoenix Pavilion at the peak. The Ancestor is waiting for you there!" A young female disciple with some small freckles on her face said with a light laugh upon hearing Han Li's words.

Hearing this, Han Li thanked her and immediately said goodbye and flew up on his magic tool.

However, just after he flew not far away, the three female disciples, probably thinking Han Li couldn't hear their conversation anymore, began to discuss unscrupulously.

"Is this Junior Brother Han really a disciple of our sect participating in the Sword Trial Assembly? His cultivation doesn't seem high!"

"And his appearance is also very ordinary, not eye-catching at all."

"Hee hee! You don't know about this. I watched all of this Junior Brother Han's matches, let me tell you……"

Hearing this, Han Li showed a wry smile, retracted his spiritual sense, shook his head, and flew straight to the peak.

White Phoenix Peak is not very high, and after a moment's effort, Han Li flew to the peak.

Here is a flat area of a hundred feet in radius, with white clouds floating around and abundant spiritual energy, just like a fairyland on earth.

And in this fairyland-like place, there is only one lonely pavilion standing there.

This pavilion is about twenty feet high, divided into three floors, built entirely of unknown white wood, without any color, appearing elegant and simple.

Han Li landed on his magic tool in front of this pavilion and said loudly without hesitation:

"Disciple Han Li, pays respects to Ancestor Song!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Han Li felt a faint trace of spiritual sense sweep over his body.

And Han Li pretended not to know, standing in place with his usual expression.

After a while, a gentle and moving woman's voice came from the pavilion.

"Since you're here, come directly to the second floor; I'm waiting for you here."

"As you command!" Han Li didn't say much, stepped forward a few steps, and pushed the wooden door lightly.

The door of the pavilion was easily pushed open, and the first floor was empty, except for a magic array that looked like it was for cultivation, there was nothing else.

Han Li scanned it and went directly to the second floor.

The layout of the second floor was also cold and simple, except for a few wooden shelves piled with some magic tools and jade slips, there were only a few chairs and a low stone table.

As soon as he appeared on the second floor, Han Li saw a blue-clothed woman sitting on a chair, looking down at a pile of old bamboo slips on the table, seemingly studying something with great concentration. Her cultivation was at the early Core Formation stage.

Han Li hesitated for a moment, and just as he was about to say something, the woman raised her head, revealing a stunning face that made one's heart pound.

"You are Han Li?" This stunning woman who looked to be twenty-five or twenty-six asked calmly.

"Yes, Ancestor!" Han Li replied with his hands hanging down.

"Hmm! Since you can get here, it can be considered your opportunity. I will naturally guide you with all my heart. However, in this Morning Phoenix Pavilion, you can only stay for three days. Once three days are up, you must leave this pavilion and White Phoenix Peak? During this period, how much you can comprehend depends entirely on your own good fortune." The woman stared at Han Li with extremely clear and bright eyes and said slowly.

"I don't know why, although this woman's cultivation is not high, Han Li felt a sudden sense of being seen through by the other party when stared at by her, and couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

You must know, with the strength of Han Li's current spiritual sense, for this feeling to appear, it was truly too strange.

Obviously, the other party had used some kind of magic technique to probe his heart and mind.

Without thinking too much, Han Li replied respectfully on the surface, while secretly the Great Expansion Technique was circulating throughout his body, hurriedly protecting his heart and mind.

Just as Han Li was secretly vigilant and puzzled, strange light flashed in the blue-clothed woman's clear eyes, and she closed her eyes with a trace of fatigue on her face.

"Recite the cultivation technique incantations you have practiced to me first. Then go to the first floor and wait for now; without my orders, don't come up easily. After I have pondered a little, I will summon you up to explain the difficult and obscure parts in detail. Start now!" The woman said softly.

"Yes, the disciple practices the Profound Ice Technique given by Junior Uncle Mu, this cultivation technique……" Han Li began to recite slowly with an unchanged expression.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Han Li finally finished reciting.

The blue-clothed woman nodded slightly and waved her hand to signal Han Li to go down for now.

After Han Li performed a salute, he exited the second floor without saying a word.

The blue-clothed woman watched Han Li's disappearing back, frowning slightly as she sat on the chair without moving.

But a moment later, she raised her eyebrows, stood up slowly, and waved her hand, causing a blue sound-insulation barrier to appear on her body.

Then she took out a sound transmission talisman, whispered something calmly, and threw the talisman out of the barrier, turning it into a fire light that flew directly out of the window, and then disappeared without a trace.

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Halfway up the main peak of the Falling Cloud Sect, in the pavilion where the Core Formation stage cultivators had gathered last time, the white-whiskered old man stood by the window, looking out leisurely.

Suddenly, a flash of light appeared in his eyes, and a fire light shot toward him from the sky.

The old man remained silent, raised a hand, and a sheet of white mist shot out from his palm, rolling the red light into his hand and turning it into a raging fire.

The short voice of the blue-clothed woman came from the fire light.

"Han Li is fine, Du Dong has a ghost!"

"Hmph! Has a ghost. I knew something was wrong. Back then, the Du family had a close relationship with the Fu family, who held power in the Hundred Crafts Academy. If he were truly a descendant of the Du family, he should naturally have joined the Hundred Crafts Academy; how could he have run to our Falling Cloud Sect." The white-whiskered old man said to himself coldly, a trace of chill appearing on his face.

"However, Junior Sister Song's 'Clear-Minded Spirit Rhinoceros' magic technique is becoming more and more powerful. Except for the two Junior Uncles, whether I can resist it head-on is a matter of two possibilities." The white-whiskered old man seemed to have thought of something else and murmured with a trace of envy.

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More than two months later, in the western mountain range of Mount Mount Yunmeng, where the Hundred Crafts Academy is located, in a huge valley surrounded by mountains on all four sides.

Thousands of disciples wearing clothes of various colors gathered in the square in the center of the valley, discussing excitedly and noisily.

There were also quite a few people looking up at the sky, looking impatient, seemingly anxiously waiting for something.

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