Fantasy: I Can See The Rewards

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Jiang Han’s voice was not loud, but the people present were all highly skilled, so they could hear it clearly.

A young man in a silver-white robe came over, with a golden dragon embroidered on his clothes. He smiled gently and said,”This fellow Taoist, it seems that you know a lot about this place?”

“I just have a rough understanding of the art of formation.”Jiang Han shook his head.

“”Could you be a master of formations?”

Another woman came over gracefully. She had a slender figure, a waist as thin as a beautiful snake, skin as white as snow, and a beautiful look in her eyes.

“”I know a little bit.”

Jiang Han smiled slightly.

He had changed his face a long time ago, so even these saints and saintesses couldn’t see through it.

Otherwise, how could they not recognize him?

Soon,

Jiang Han integrated into this small circle. They talked and laughed, and Jiang Han pointed out the method of breaking the seal at the entrance of the ancient fairyland from time to time, which made everyone more enthusiastic about him.

At the same time, he also learned a lot about the identities of these people.

For example, the young man in the silver-white robe was the prince of the White Dragon Fairy Dynasty. It was said that their ancestor was a white dragon, and the royal family of this fairy dynasty could transform into dragons to improve their combat effectiveness.

The other few people were also the heirs of the major holy places or major sects.

“Oh, right.”

After a while, Jiang Han asked intentionally or unintentionally,”Why don’t I see the Saint of Purple Mansion?”

“Daoist friend, do you know me?”

A figure sounded behind him.

Jiang Han looked back and saw a man in a purple robe striding towards him. He was surrounded by a misty purple aura, and his immortal charm was natural.

“This is the Saint of Purple Mansion.”

Beside him, the White Dragon Immortal smiled and introduced the Third Prince.

“Have we met before?”

Zifu Saint looked at Jiang Han in confusion.

“I know the Saint, but the Saint probably doesn’t know me.”

Jiang Han looked at him and smiled softly,”On the way here, I met a guy named Jiang Han. He said he wanted to take off the head of the Saint of Purple Mansion and use it as a chamber pot.”

The Saint of Purple Mansion narrowed his eyes and said lightly:

“He is just a worthless clown. If you see him again in the future, stay away from him to avoid getting into trouble.”

“Thank you for the reminder.

Jiang Han nodded with a smile.

“I haven’t introduced them yet.”

A saint son nearby saw that the atmosphere was a little strange, and hurriedly came out and said with a smile:”Zi Tiandu, this fellow Taoist is a master of formations, his name is Jiang Fan”

“”Jiang Fan?”

A light flashed in the eyes of the Purple Mansion Saint Son.”Daoyou’s name easily reminds people of that madman.”

“Yes.”

Jiang Han sighed and said:

“Fortunately, he and I look different, otherwise I would have been hated by everyone along the way.……”

“To be honest, five million immortal stones and the ancient scriptures collected in the Purple Mansion Holy Land made even me tempted. I originally wanted to capture him, but that guy ran very fast and disappeared in a flash.”

Hearing this, the expression of the Purple Mansion Saint eased a little, and he nodded and said,”That madman is indeed good at escaping.”

“”Master Jiang, in your opinion, when can we enter the fairyland?”

A beautiful lady beside him spoke softly.

She was slender and graceful, with a flawless appearance. Her jade-like cheeks were shrouded in a hazy fairy light. Her eyes were bright and charming, like black gemstones. There was a little red mole between her eyebrows, which was shining with divine light.

She was the saint of the contemporary Yaochi.

Yaochi, corresponding to the Yaochi fairyland in mythology, was said to be the old site of the ancient Yaochi, where the Pantao sacred tree was planted. It was extremely mysterious and attracted countless people.

“Wait another quarter of an hour.”

Jiang Han looked towards the entrance and said slowly,”After a quarter of an hour, a tiny flaw will appear in the constantly changing seal, and that will be the best time to enter.”

“The opportunity is fleeting, there are only two breaths, remember to follow me closely.”

Hearing this, everyone nodded solemnly.

Time passed bit by bit.

Soon, a quarter of an hour passed, Jiang Han’s eyes suddenly focused, and he said in a deep voice:”Now!”

Swish!

His footsteps swayed slightly, like a fleeting light, rushing towards the underground dark river, winding along, and in an instant his steps stepped on dozens of different points and sank into the dark river.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The saints and saints followed closely behind, each of their movements was extremely swift.

Suddenly, the Purple Mansion Saint Son who was flying in the middle groaned, as if struck by lightning, and the whole person stopped in the air for a moment.

Swish!

A dark crack appeared in that piece of space, and a purple light suddenly burst out from the Purple Mansion Saint Son’s body. The speed suddenly exploded, and before the crack swallowed him, he forced his way through.

“Someone is plotting against me!”

The pupils of the Purple Mansion Saint were filled with purple light, shrouded in divine brilliance. He glanced coldly at everyone, especially at Jiang Han.

“Zi Tiandu, what do you mean?”

The third prince of the White Dragon Dynasty narrowed his eyes, silver-white dragon energy rose from his body, and his pupils turned light gold.”I was walking in front of you just now, do you want to say that I was plotting against you?”

“Harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth.”

Jiang Han quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, and said with a smile,”Brother Tiandu, you just made a wrong move. If someone really plotted against you, how could they have hidden it from everyone present?”

“That’s right.”

The Saint of Yaochi was shrouded in fairy mist, her graceful figure looming, her voice light and pleasant, not tainted by the mundane,”Daoyou Tiandu, you really stepped in the wrong place just now.”

Hearing this, Zi Tiandu couldn’t help but frown.

He carefully considered his steps just now, it seemed… really stepped in the wrong place?

“Let’s go.”

Jiang Han glanced at Zi Tiandu and smiled,”Everyone must watch my steps carefully. If you make a mistake, you may be doomed and your soul will return to the underworld.”

After turning around, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

To be a saint, it turns out that no one is a simple character. This Purple Mansion Saint Zi Tiandu is really capable, and he should be carrying some kind of secret treasure.

Just now, it was indeed Jiang Han who acted in secret.

His spatial attainments are extremely high, not to mention that he only made the space slightly dislocated, almost invisible. With the level of these people, they naturally could not detect it.

“It doesn’t matter, the road ahead is still long.”

Jiang Han looked up at the depths of the dark river, which was pitch black, gloomy and cold. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth,”I’ll play with you slowly.”_

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