Chapter 183 Meeting Jindan Again

Southern Xinjiang.

In a cave a hundred meters underground, there are countless murals around the cave. These murals are all about some ancient sacrificial sites, which look mysterious, weird, bloody, primitive, and chaotic.

When Han Yi's sword blasted Li Yuanyi's bloody eyeball, the cave suddenly shook, and the sand and stones on the mountain wall fell.

A roaring strange sound echoed in the cave.

At this moment.

Four spiritual lights emerged from the four corners of the cave, and four three-meter-high light pillars appeared flashingly. When the light pillars flashed, the shaking cave gradually calmed down.

It was as if there was a terrifying existence under the cave, nailed to death by these four light pillars.

Four Saints Immortal Formation.

The roar stopped, the cave returned to calm, and the four flashing light pillars gradually disappeared and hid.

Outside Shudu.

A few kilometers after Han Yi walked out, three monks walked out of the void and landed in the mountains and forests here.

The young man in the lead was wearing a gorgeous purple battle robe, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes.

Beside him were a middle-aged man and an old man.

The middle-aged man was dressed like a scholar, while the old man looked ordinary. In the ordinary mortal world, at first glance, he might have thought he was a housekeeper.

The middle-aged scholar waved his hand and a silver array appeared. With his other hand, he reached into the array and slowly pulled up an illusory blueprint. On the blueprint, the light and shadow changed. If Han Yi was here, he would be so shocked that his eyes would pop out.

Because the changing light and shadow on the illusory blueprint was a battle between himself and Li Yuanyi, but it was just the fight in front. Li Yuanyi landed, and Han Yi drew his sword, piercing through the magic weapon, magic treasure, and the center of his eyebrows, killing him with one blow.

When the black light flashed, Li Yuanyi's eyebrows were pierced, and when his head straightened from leaning back, the middle-aged scholar who was holding the illusory blueprint changed his face and let go of his hands suddenly, as if his hands were burned, and the illusory blueprint disappeared instantly.

He looked at the young man in gorgeous clothes with a serious face: "My Lord, this should be a fallen half-immortal who has cut off his immortal path and lost his symbol."

"However, the other party only used some kind of medium to show an idea, but did not really think of descending."

"The medium was destroyed, and the half-immortal could not think of descending."

The old man on the other side looked at the illusory light and shadow pulled up by the middle-aged scholar just now, and his terrifying consciousness swept across the surrounding area for several miles and continued to spread outward.

"Hey, interesting."

"My Lord, the cultivator in the light and shadow just now is now four miles away and is running towards Shudu."

"A cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building killed a cultivator at the peak of foundation building with one sword. Could this sword cultivator be a cultivator from the Chixiao Sword Sect?"

The middle-aged scholar and the young man in gorgeous clothes also noticed Han Yi four miles away with their spiritual senses.

"Hey, he also practiced the art of disguise?"

"Old Liu, this sword cultivator is destined to be with you."

The middle-aged scholar said with a smile, and the old man also smiled, because he was the creator of the art of disguise.

The young man in gorgeous clothes withdrew his consciousness and said with a strange look:

"You probably don't know who this sword cultivator is yet."

"On His Majesty's 2,000th birthday, a total of 18 cultivators received rewards, and this sword cultivator is one of them."

"His name is Han Yi, from the Tianyi Sect. I saw the old thief Tianxin bring him into the Da Gan Immortal Palace."

The smiling faces of the middle-aged scholar and the old man suddenly froze, and then they all put away their smiles.

"Tianyi Sect?"

"The old thief Tianxin's people?"

The young man in gorgeous clothes, one of the youngest Yuanying Zhenjun of Da Gan Immortal Kingdom in the contemporary era, Champion Marquis Liu Shentong, turned around, walked back into the void, and disappeared.

Behind him, the middle-aged scholar and the old man shook their heads.

"It's a pity that such a good seedling, the old thief Tianxin really hurt people."

"Forget it, let's go."

...

On the other side

When Han Yi suppressed his coughing and turned pale, and arrived at the foot of Shudu, two hours had passed. These two hours were the time when he felt the least secure.

If another calamity cultivator in the early stage of foundation building came, he would have to die here.

No, there was no need for a foundation building cultivator. Even if he came at the seventh level of Qi training, he could force him to death.

However, Shudu was under martial law. During this period, the six groups of cultivators patrolled around Shudu and killed a group of nearby calamity cultivators in advance. Other calamity cultivators had already temporarily avoided the sharp edge and left Shudu far away.

In this way, Han Yi could drag his seriously injured body and arrive at Shudu with difficulty.

After picking up the sword, he ran towards Shudu directly. When he arrived at the foot of Shudu, he found that this door was the 23rd side door, which was seven doors away from the side door he had just left.

This time he entered Shudu through the ground passage, not the fairy boat passage above.

The cultivator on duty at the door was at the ninth level of Qi training. Seeing Han Yi's pale face, eyes forced open, and blood on the corner of his mouth, the cultivator frowned and reminded him of the martial law in Shudu. Han Yi agreed one by one and was allowed to enter.

As soon as he entered Shudu, Han Yi found an inn nearby for ordinary Qi training cultivators to practice. At this moment, it was not easy for him to stick to it with his seriously injured body, so he had no time and energy to find the Wanxian Inn.

After paying two months' rent in advance, Han Yi quickly set up the Seven Star Xuanyuan Formation as soon as he entered the room. Then, he wanted to take out the elixir from the storage ring, but found that he couldn't even drive his consciousness into the storage bag. He had reached the point of exhaustion.

The next moment.

His eyes darkened and he fell straight to the ground.

After an unknown amount of time, Han Yi slowly opened his eyes, and sat up with difficulty, with a trace of a miserable smile on his face.

This was the first time he was so miserable that he could not even maintain his consciousness and fainted directly.

Fortunately, he made it to the inn. If he fainted outside, the consequences would be unpredictable.

Han Yi wanted to take something out of the storage bag, but found that his consciousness was still drowsy and his body had no mana. He knew that at this moment, he was no different from an ordinary person, and at most his body was stronger than an ordinary person.

He took a deep breath, pulled at the wound on his body, and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a light wipe of his sleeve.

Then, he operated the Great Sun Divine Gang with difficulty, as if he was practicing with the method purely when he was practicing Qi at a low level.

Fortunately, although this inn was only provided for Qi practitioners to rest, the spiritual energy in the inn was equivalent to the second level. In just one hour, Han Yi recovered a little bit of mana.

After another two hours, the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness finally reunited. At this moment, the soul was in the soul tower state.

After the soul recovered, Han Yi directly opened the storage bag, took out the soul pill, Luotian pill and other pills from it, and stuffed them all into his mouth frantically. At this time, he was no longer worried about the problem of pill poison.

He could slowly remove it from his body later.

Then, Han Yi took out the middle-grade spirit stone to practice.

Half a month later.

Han Yi's body returned to normal, his soul recovered 70%, and his sea of ​​consciousness only recovered 30%.

One month later.

Han Yi's soul completely recovered, and his sea of ​​consciousness also recovered 80%.

The remaining sea of ​​consciousness injuries could not be recovered overnight. According to Han Yi's calculations, it would take at least two years to fully recover from the injuries suffered this time.

This time is already very short, and this is the premise that he has a first-class immortal foundation, and the foundation of the sea of ​​consciousness is dozens of times stronger than that of ordinary cultivators of the same level.

For ordinary mid-stage foundation-building cultivators, it is basically difficult to recover from such injuries. Even if it is possible, it will take ten years or even decades.

After the spiritual sea recovered 80%, Han Yi was not in a hurry, because there was no time to rush.

He opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"What on earth is that ghost thing? It is so strange and terrifying."

"Fortunately, I was decisive. If I was not strong enough to detonate the magic weapon, I would have directly detonated the Seven-Star Kunwu Sword."

"Huh, fortunately I survived."

Han Yi still felt a lingering fear when he thought of that thrilling moment.

"Li Yuanyi must be dead. He was pierced through the center of his brow by the black sword. He must be dead."

"The core of that strange existence should be the pair of blood-colored eyeballs growing from the center of his brow. Those eyeballs grew out after the blood-colored lines on Li Yuanyi's face drilled into his head."

"This situation is too strange. I have never seen it before, and it is difficult to judge what it is."

Han Yi frowned and calculated the ancient books and hidden scrolls he had read before, but they did not match at all. He had never seen such a precedent, so he had to give up.

But he also knew that the strange existence that descended with the help of Li Yuanyi's body this time was definitely not the Wenxiang Sect. Even if the Wenxiang Sect was a cult, it would definitely not come up with such a strange thing.

Han Yi suspected that this was a certain evil fairy, or a mutated demon, etc., but he had never seen it before, so it was difficult to draw a conclusion.

"Forget it, even if I knew it, it would be useless."

Whether he knew it or not, Han Yi could not do anything, so he simply didn't think about it.

After reviewing the situation just now, Han Yi also realized that the one who came with the help of Li Yuanyi at that time should not even be considered a thought, but just an idea, without even wisdom. This kind of idea, following the code of conduct of its owner, can be understood as a set of inherent actions. "

When Han Yi activated the Seven-Star Kunwu Sword, this thought also sensed the danger, and its owner was likely to be able to send a thought across an infinite distance.

What Han Yi didn't know was that even if he didn't blast that thought, that trace of thought would be blocked by the Four Saints Immortal Formation and could not be sent across the air.

Another seven days passed.

Han Yi paid the rent and left the inn closest to the twenty-third side door.

Then, he flew up on the sword and headed for the eighth immortal ring.

One of his two immortal boats was destroyed by the preacher of the Wenxiang Sect, and the other was destroyed by Li Yuanyi. In addition, he wanted to return twice along the way, but was forced to return, which left him with psychological trauma.

However, he didn't believe in evil. His destination for the eighth immortal ring this time was the Wanxian Pavilion. He would leave after buying another immortal boat.

Using Han Yi's previous life He went to trade with Shangguan Yun, and he had verified it last time, and there was no problem.

This time he bought a fairy boat and left Shudu, he didn't believe that there was another Li Yuanyi waiting for him.

If there was any accident when he left the city this time, he decided to apply to the sect to stay in Shudu, wait for a few years, and see who was more patient.

Han Yi flew up with a sword, and the sword under his feet was still the Qingping Sword.

In addition, in addition to buying a high-quality fairy boat this time, Han Yi was also going to buy a top-notch magic weapon. The black light broken sword was almost damaged and needed a replacement.

Although the Qingping Sword was also strange, it was indeed a certain distance away from the top-notch magic weapon in terms of power.

An hour later.

Just as he was about to cross the eighth fairy ring from the ninth fairy ring, he suddenly frowned. More than ten miles away, a cultivator came on a sword, and his speed was unbelievably fast.

The key is that the aura of this cultivator is terrifyingly strong, far superior to his own, and even to Li Yuanyi's.

Jindan cultivator.

This is a Jindan real person.

Han Yi suddenly felt uneasy, but he was using the disguise technique at the moment, and his aura was only at the early stage of foundation building, and his appearance had become that of an old cultivator.

He deviated from the direction of his sword, but found that the Jindan cultivator who was chasing him from behind was still coming towards him.

Not good.

The other party was really chasing him.

At this moment, the other party was only about three miles away from Han Yi, and the aura of the Jindan real person made Han Yi feel a little familiar.

His pupils suddenly shrank.

He remembered that this sense of familiarity was the cultivator who chased him along the way when he killed the three preachers of the Wenxiang Sect two months ago and rushed back to Shudu.

The other party was one of the thirty-three hall masters of the Wenxiang Sect.

Bad.

Han Yi's heart trembled, but he did not panic. Instead, he suddenly sank and fell into the forest below.

He put the Qingping Sword into the scabbard behind him, and flipped his hand. The purple sword, the Seven-Star Kunwu Sword, had already fallen into his hand.

If it doesn't work, just hit him. Even the evil existence that came from the air was blown up by him. Han Yi was confident that even if he was in the Jindan stage, he would be injured by the attack of this magic sword.

However.

At this moment, he had a doubt in his heart.

How did the other party find him?

He changed his appearance and his aura. What was exposed was this set of magic robes. But there are thousands of magic robes in the world. How could he determine that he was the person he was looking for based on a set of magic robes?

No.

Han Yi reacted suddenly.

In addition to these, he exposed something that he had overlooked.

The Qingping Sword and its scabbard.

No, it was still wrong.

There are tens of thousands of swords in the world, and there are at least nine thousand swords of the same style as the Qingping Sword in Shudu. It is impossible for him to be identified by the color and appearance of a sword.

If this is true, the other party must have been investigating all the time. Shudu is so vast that it is absolutely impossible for him to be investigated so quickly.

There must be some inside story that he doesn't know.

Han Yi felt a chill in his heart, but this was not the time to think about these things.

The other party was chasing him. If he was stupid enough to stop and explain to the other party, saying that you found the wrong person, I am not the person you are looking for, but another cultivator.

Do you think the other party will kill you directly? Then check it carefully?

After walking in the world of immortal cultivation for so many years, Han Yi would not be stupid.

When Han Yi escaped into the forest, the Jindan cultivators a few kilometers away also accelerated, and a killing intent came overwhelmingly.

Han Yi, who had escaped into the forest, instantly activated the Breath Concealing Technique. At the same time, he used all his strength to perform the Light Body Technique. His body swayed, and he changed his body shape with the help of the ancient trees. In an instant, he was a hundred meters away.

Han Yi knew that if he was still in the air, he would be a living target. No matter how fast he was, he could never be as fast as a Jindan cultivator.

Only by falling into the forest and hiding under the ancient forest could he have a chance of survival.

However.

The other party obviously knew Han Yi's plan.

A figure also followed Han Yi and fell into the forest.

"Han Yi of the Tianyi Sect, you can't run away."

A voice with great anger roared in the forest.

Lu Jie had two identities. On the surface, he was the Jindan elder of the Nandou Palace. In secret, he was one of the thirty-three hall masters of the Wenxiang Sect.

As a Jindan cultivator, he spent half a year looking for a foundation-building cultivator, but found nothing.

The other party seemed to have disappeared, and all the tentacles of the Wenxiang Sect could no longer find the other party.

After tracking for half a year, Lu Jie realized that the other party had learned the magic of changing his appearance, and even his breath had changed.

The original cat-and-mouse mentality suddenly exploded, and a sense of anger at being played a trick arose spontaneously.

So.

He secretly contacted one of the eight guardians of the Wenxiang Sect. This guardian was lurking in the six departments of Dagan, with a high position, and could even use the heavy tools of the Shuzhou Qintianjian, and then he determined Han Yi's location.

Lu Jie hurriedly chased after him.

Ten miles away, Lu Jie's consciousness had already scanned Han Yi's entire appearance, and he also realized that if it weren't for the secret guidance of a certain true lord, even if Han Yi passed by him, he would not be able to find Han Yi's identity.

This deepened Lu Jie's anger.

Han Yi was on his must-kill list.

After falling down from the forest, in addition to anger, Lu Jie felt more pleased. Now, he was finally back on track.

Han Yi was very fast, and he was even faster.

Even Han Yi, taking advantage of the complexity of the forest, was gradually being brought closer by Lu Jie.

The distance between the two sides was about 500 meters. This distance was within the range for a Jindan cultivator.

However.

Lu Jie did not want to kill Han Yi so quickly. He wanted to terrify him, make him desperate, and capture him alive, bring him back to his own alchemy farm, and raise the Wenxiang Dan.

The two sides were closer, within 300 meters.

Suddenly, Lu Jie was startled.

He saw the other party turn around, and there was a resolute desire to die together in his eyes.

The other party roared, his face was ferocious, and he sacrificed a general sword. A destructive wave came from the sword. Lu Jie was not unfamiliar with this sword.

He has also investigated Han Yi of the Tianyi Sect in the past six months, but he doesn’t know much. He only knows that this guy has an unclear relationship with the Tianxin Zhenjun of the Tianyi Sect, and that he was given an inspection on the birthday of Emperor Daqian not long ago. In exchange for the token, I also got a magic weapon.

Presumably, the sword that this guy wants to detonate at this moment is the Seven-Star Kunwu Sword.

Even if he is a golden elixir cultivator, facing a sword that is about to self-destruct, which is among the top among low-grade magic weapons, and is a sword gifted by Emperor Daqian, he will choose to avoid the edge temporarily.

The other party is seeking death, and of course he doesn't want to be dragged along with him to get hurt. If he can capture the other party alive, it's naturally the best. If he can't, there's nothing he can do about it.

Thinking of this, the roads all rise into the sky, and they escape into the mountains, forests and sky.

Peng.

In the forest ahead, an explosion sounded. However, this explosion was extremely short-lived and did not sound very powerful.

"Huh? No."

Lu Jie's eyes widened suddenly, his body sank, and he fell into the mountain forest again. He saw only a figure, which was about to escape from the sight. And where it originally stopped, there was only an ancient tree, which was covered by a magic weapon. Exploded to pieces, the explosion sound just now was the sound of the ancient tree being blown to pieces.

His hair exploded, and his anger increased again, rising slowly.

"Han Yi."

"I want you to die!!"

Lu Jie let out a loud shout and chased after him again. Moreover, this time, his speed, driven by his anger, was already at full strength. It was completely different from his playful attitude before.

Han Yi, one kilometer away, felt helpless.

His move just now was just a move he learned from the cunning old monk he met in Hongluan City, pretending to self-destruct and taking the opportunity to escape.

but.

This kind of fake move may still be effective at the same level, but against a monk who is a higher level than himself, even if it works, it will only anger the opponent more.

And Han Yi was helpless. His move just now was just to buy some time.

When the golden elixir cultivator behind them reached 500 meters again, the opponent had already released a sword and shot towards them in the air.

but.

At this moment, Han Yi felt happy.

In front of his eyes, there happened to be a new change on the light red proficiency panel.

[Light Body Technique (Return to Nature 1/100)]

Before this, Han Yi's light body technique had always lagged behind the sword control technique, and his progress was reaching its peak, reaching 99/100.

Just now, he pretended to detonate the Seven-Star Kunwu Sword just to buy himself time to break through.

boom! !

The silver sword easily broke the ancient tree and struck Han Yi's position.

"Um?"

Everyone on the road was displeased and frightened.