Chapter 1208: Across the Human World, Megatron South

A month later, in the Xuanwu Hall of Taizhen Gate, known as the first main gate in the south, an old Taoist with a face like a baby but white hair and hair frowned and looked at a pale white jade slip in his hand, with an uncertain expression.

After a while, he let out a long sigh and suddenly gave an order to the outside of the hall:

"Somebody come!"

As these words fell, two middle-aged Taoist priests walked in from outside the hall.

"Master, I don't know what your orders are!" The two Taoist priests in the foundation-building stage bowed.

"Send this invitation letter to Jinxia Valley in the back mountain. It means that a fourth great monk has appeared in the Xi Kingdom. Now the Luoyun Sect has sent an invitation letter for the grand ceremony. Ask the Supreme Elder if he wants to go there in person or not. One of the masters, please run over." The old Taoist handed the jade slip over and said solemnly.

"Yes, Master. The disciple must be handed over to the master personally." After the expressions of the two Taoist priests changed, they immediately replied respectfully.

Then the two of them took the jade slips, turned into two rays of light and flew away from the hall, heading straight to the back of the mountain.

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Tianyang Lake is a famous forbidden area within the Hehuan Sect. The area is small, only a few hundred feet in size, but it has been shrouded in thick gray fog for many years. No one, not even the several Nascent Soul elders in the sect, dare to enter the fog easily. Normally, there are very few people within a radius of twenty miles of Tianyang Lake.

But at this moment, more than ten feet away from the fog, there were five or six monks in different costumes standing side by side, both male and female, but they all looked at the fog without saying a word.

"The fourth great monk, the boy named Han, is practicing really fast. Although I had already guessed that he would reach this point sooner or later, I didn't expect that he would advance again in just a hundred years. However, since he has already Having come this far, it seems that I have to go to this ceremony in person." A gentle sigh came from the mist.

The few monks outside the mist stood dumbly with their hands tied, and no one dared to speak out.

…

On the edge of an island on Qiling Island, an old man in blue shirt with an ordinary face stood on the edge of a cliff, his hands behind his back, looking at the endless sea, his face extremely calm.

But in one of the palms of the old man's back, he gently grasped a white jade slip, flashing with a faint spiritual light.

…

In an attic in Linglong Mountain in the Northern Liang Kingdom, a man with an elegant face and a fat old man sat face to face on a wooden chair.

The old man asked the woman carefully:

"Senior Wu, are you going to attend the Luoyun Sect's grand ceremony in person? That man has advanced to the late Nascent Soul stage at such a young age. With his longevity, he can frighten Tiannan for seven or eight hundred years. If he can fight with He will restore old friendships, and I can rest easy after waiting for the Six Sects."

"Why, Master Nephew Lei has taken charge of the sect, and now he wants to invite that person back to your valley." The man replied calmly after hearing this.

"Senior, I misunderstood. With the other party's current status, how could he return to our little Yellow Maple Valley? But after all, our sect and your palace have some connections with each other. If we can build some friendship, it will always be good for our six sects. "The fat old man said sarcastically.

"If you want to have a relationship with him, don't count on me. Although I have a good relationship with Junior Sister Nangong, she has never been in contact with that person since she left. However, this time I will attend the ceremony on behalf of the Biyue Sect. ." The man was silent for a moment and then said expressionlessly.

"Senior Wu originally wanted to go there in person. This would be the best thing." The fat old man was overjoyed when he heard this.

"Hmph, no wonder you Huang Maple Valley are so nervous about this person. It's no wonder. Ever since Fellow Daoist Linghu passed away, there has been no Nascent Soul cultivator in your valley. If Fellow Daoist Linghu hadn't had an affair with this person before, We have agreed to help and informed our five sects that I am afraid that you Huang Maple Valley will no longer be able to establish a foothold in Beiliang Kingdom." The man glanced at the fat old man and said with a smile.

"Make senior laugh!

Hearing this, the old man showed embarrassment on his face.

…

For two months, Tiannan was in a state of shock.

All the larger immortal cultivating sects in the Southern Immortal Cultivation World, without exception, all received invitations from the Luoyun Sect, saying that an elder of their sect had advanced to the late stage of Nascent Soul and was holding a grand event. ceremony to celebrate this event. Therefore, people from all major sects were invited to come and watch the ceremony.

Although the invitation letter did not specify which elder it was. But back then, Han Li shocked Tiannan with his title as the No. 1 cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage. Everyone identified Han Li directly without even guessing.

At this time, no matter how big or small these sects were, there was naturally a commotion.

The smaller sects were frightened and naturally agreed to attend the ceremony. Although the larger sects had a lot of murmurs in their hearts, they also agreed to send at least one elder to attend the ceremony.

For a time, Han Li's name once again shocked every corner of the south. Whether it is the scattered cultivators who live in seclusion in the mountains and deep valleys, or the cultivating families and sects of cultivating immortals, large or small, who gather in the land of spiritual veins, "Han Li" is probably the name that has been mentioned the most in the past hundred years.

Everyone was talking with gusto about this fourth great monk in Tiannan who had advanced to the late Nascent Soul stage at a young age.

In this way, three months later, the Luoyun Sect's viewing ceremony was held.

There were as many as a hundred Nascent Soul monks present, and several times that number of Alchemy Stage monks came to Yunmeng Mountain to watch the ceremony.

As the protagonist, Han Li only showed up for a short time on the first day of the ceremony. He chatted for a few words, and then invited more than a dozen elders from various sects who were in the middle Nascent Soul stage and above to join in the Luo Yun ceremony. A small group gathered in a secret hall of the sect, including two late-stage great monks, Hehuan Laomo from the Hehuan Sect and Wei Wuya from the Huayi Sect.

As a result, three days and three nights later, when these Nascent Soul old monsters came out of the hall again, their faces turned pale, and they all showed signs of fear. Wei Wuya and Hehuan Old Devil's eyes were even more intense. The light was much dimmer, and his face was extremely ugly.

Some monks who were interested in watching the ceremony naturally came forward curiously to inquire about the affairs in the temple. But the people who were asked either smiled bitterly and said nothing, or shook their heads in fear, and they all hesitated to say anything.

This naturally aroused the other monks' curiosity.

The ceremony lasted for half a month, but Han Li never appeared in front of anyone again. The dozen or so Nascent Soul-level old monsters with the highest cultivation levels didn't even see it at all, and as soon as the ceremony ended, In an instant, everyone left Luoyun Sect uneasily, and no one stayed in Luoyun Sect for a moment.

As a result, the other monks were naturally even more curious about what happened in the secret hall, which could actually turn a group of people, including two great monks, into this state.

Although none of the old weirdos who attended the party in the palace wanted to talk too much about the affairs in the palace, they always had a few close friends and people who were particularly close to them. As a result, it didn't take long before some news finally came out.

But the content of the news once again shocked the Tiannan Immortal Cultivation World.

Some of these Yuanying old monsters actually revealed that the newly advanced fourth monk of Luoyun Sect actually offered to have a discussion with Wei Wuya and Hehuan Old Devil in the palace. Originally, this was a normal thing. After all, Elder Han had just completed his cultivation. It was only natural for him to take advantage of the ceremony to compare his magical powers with other great monks, and then establish his authority in front of other mid-level monks.

But what Elder Han proposed was to invite Wei Wuya and Hehuan Laomo to fight at the same time with his own strength. This is shocking.

I don’t know how Wei Wuya and I thought about it, but they actually agreed after only thinking about it for a moment.

The results of the discussion left these dozen old monsters stunned.

Han Li actually single-handedly used several incredible magical powers and used several unimaginable powerful treasures to easily defeat the two great monks.

Wei Wuya and Hehuan Laomo, two great monks who had been powerful in the south for hundreds of years, were no match for Han Li even when they joined forces. Even with their strong resistance, they each suffered a small amount of damage to their vitality.

The old monsters present were also shocked to find that Elder Han seemed to have not used all his magical powers based on his understatement.

Everyone was shocked and speechless.

The rest of the time was spent under the leadership of Han Li, with a group of Yuanying old monsters exchanging their cultivation experiences. It was just an exchange that everyone valued in the past, but it made everyone present feel restless, as if they were sitting on pins and needles.

When the three days were up, these old monsters walked out of the secret hall, and their strange faces caught the eyes of other monks.

As soon as such shocking news spread, most of the people who heard it naturally didn't believe it at all, and even thought it was nonsense. However, as the news spread more and more widely, more than a dozen old weirdos who attended the party in the temple all remained silent. , no one came out to refute this statement.

Only then did everyone realize that this matter might be true, and the whole Tiannan fell silent for a while.

When someone mentioned Han Li or discussed something related to him, even if they were in a secret room or in a wilderness where few people visited, they naturally kept their voices low and did not dare to make any disrespectful or casual remarks.

And the name of Tiannan's No. 1 cultivator has quietly spread in the Tiannan cultivation world.

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Over a certain sea surface near Qiling Island, a middle-aged Taoist priest with crystal white skin and an old man in blue clothes were suspended far away from each other. Their faces were extremely gloomy and they were relatively speechless.

After an unknown amount of time, the old man in green shirt said with an expression on his face:

"Brother Zhiyang suddenly came to my place and sent a message to ask me to come out. Don't you just want to play riddles with Wei? If you have anything to say, just say it."

This old man in green shirt is clearly Wei Wuya, one of the three great monks.

"Brother Wei, are you asking questions knowingly, or are you pretending to be crazy? Why don't you come out because of the reason I'm looking for you?" the middle-aged Taoist priest said calmly.

"Haha, it seems that after hearing the rumors, Brother Zhiyang finally couldn't sit still!" Wei Wuya chuckled, with a trace of sarcasm on his lips.

"So the rumors are somewhat true. You and the old devil Hehuan really suffered a small loss at the hands of that person!" The Taoist priest's expression suddenly became serious and he asked slowly.

(First update!)