Mortals start by seizing the soul of Shequ

Master Qingyan is not a fledgling boy like Wan Xiaoshan who doesn’t know people’s hearts. He has experienced many things.

Rogue cultivators have no sect and no family to rely on. They hang out alone in the mortal world, each with more scheming than the other.

Within a short time of arriving here from Tainan Mountain, Han Li had coaxed Wan Xiaoshan into treating him as a good friend. He was not an honest person no matter how he looked at it.

Not to mention, he also brought an armored corpse with him.

Can one be a good person if he regenerates a human being into a refined corpse?

"This Qingyan Master must have foundation-building cultivation, right?"

Xie Duanyang's expression was dull, but his heart was slightly awe-inspiring.

As Master Qingyan spoke, he quietly released his momentum.

Although it was mainly directed at Han Li, there were still ripples affecting himself.

Although it was just a trace, it was still Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, like a dark cloud, making Xie Duanyang feel depressed and uncomfortable.

That is a completely different feeling from seventh- and eighth-level qi-training monks like Han Li and Wan Xiaoshan.

Apart from foundation building, there is no other explanation!

But when I think about it, it’s completely normal.

In previous years, Tainan Xiaohui was only prepared for the younger generation of immortal cultivators in Lanzhou.

However, this time, it was because the seven major sects of the Yue Kingdom chose Lanzhou as the venue for the Ascension Conference.

The number of monks pouring into Tainan Xiaohui was five or six times more than usual.

And among them there are also eleventh and second-level Qi practitioners who come from cultivating immortal families. These people are all competitors in the Immortal Ascension Conference.

If there are not a few foundation-building monks to suppress the situation, a lot of troubles will definitely arise.

Moreover, ever since Xie Duanyang possessed Zhang Tie, he has long been different from ordinary armored corpses, and the aura of the refined corpse is almost non-existent.

If one were not a foundation-building master whose spiritual awareness was far superior to that of a Qi-training monk, it would be difficult to see traces of anything that had happened.

For example, Wan Xiaoshan didn't notice it at all.

Secretly urging the Taixu Mirror to watch, Master Qingyan looked like he was unaware.

Xie Duanyang felt relieved and captured the aura fluctuations that only existed during the foundation building period in the Taixu Mirror.

Although it may not come in handy, it won't be a bad thing.

"Uncle, what are you talking about? How can Brother Xie be a corpse?!"

Wan Xiaoshan's eyes widened and he looked at Xie Duanyang in disbelief, forgetting to struggle for a moment.

"Young and old wisdom, but Brother Zhang and I are close friends of life and death, not some armored corpse!"

Han Li raised his hands and saluted the young man, with a wry smile on his face.

His original intention was just to learn more about the world of immortality from Wan Xiaoshan, a young master who knew everything, but he did not want to be regarded as having evil intentions and ulterior motives by Master Qingyan.

The other party is one of the organizers of Tainan Xiaohui, and he is a great master himself. If it makes him unhappy, even if he gives himself some shoes to wear, he will be unable to eat.

In line with Han Li's words, Xie Duanyang spoke at the right time.

"My lord, Junior Brother Han and the villain are indeed good brothers who share life and death. The villain was persecuted by others, so his body is a little weird."

"Oh?"

Qingyan's face brightened slightly, his eyebrows were raised, and he was obviously more interested.

Xie Duanyang clearly has traces of corpse refining, but his mind is clear and his behavior is no different from that of a living person.

Even though he is well-informed, he can’t help but be amazed.

However, Master Qingyan himself is not very curious.

Over the past hundred years, we have seen countless strange people and strange things.

Immediately, he put it down again without any intention of exploring.

He touched his chin with his hand, glanced sideways at Han Li, and stopped talking.

Han Li said goodbye with clasped fists and a very aware of current affairs.

"Since Brother Wan is going to see his family, I will go around alone first. When I have the opportunity, I can have a drink with Brother Xiaoshan later."

Smiling brightly at Wan Xiaoshan, who was still trying to save him, Han Li turned around and walked towards the broad square paved with blue bricks.

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"Why are you two brothers standing here alone? Are you waiting for your friends?"

Xie Duanyang and the other two were carefully observing the practitioners setting up stalls when a clear voice suddenly sounded behind their ears.

He slowly turned around and looked at the six or seven people standing not far away.

In fact, it was mainly the young Taoist priest who was leading the group, with fair face and beardless appearance, and straight features, looking at the two of them with a smile.

Xie Duanyang's expression was dull, but he immediately became more vigilant in his heart.

What is supposed to come, you can’t escape after all.

Don't look at this person's smiling face, but his extremely kind and sincere appearance.

If he remembers correctly, this Taoist priest who calls himself "Qing Wen" looks like a casual cultivator, but is actually a disciple of the Black Evil Sect of Yue Kingdom.

In the name of gathering together to keep each other warm, monks with no background are gathered together, and then they are hunted and killed to practice blood sacrifice.

In recent years, after every small meeting in Tainan, some casual cultivators have mysteriously disappeared. It was his handiwork.

Now, Qing Wen has figured out Han Li's identity as a novice in cultivating immortals, and plans to lure him into his gang and then trap him and kill him.

Who would have thought that Han Li was young, but he was not a novice who didn't know the dangers of people's hearts.

And because he discovered the secret of the "Ascension Order", he resolutely refused the other party's invitation to travel with him, and even killed two monks who came to track him.

Han Li had just entered the world of cultivation and knew nothing about anything, so he would not refuse such a good thing.

After asking a few simple questions, I naturally joined this small temporary group.

After introducing each other, Qingwen Taoist looked at Xie Duanyang curiously and asked the same question as Wan Xiaoshan.

"Brother Zhang was Han's senior brother before he entered Taoism. He also envied the immortal way, but I don't know whether it was because he lacked spiritual roots or the exercises he practiced were not suitable for his constitution.

Han came here just to fulfill his senior brother's wish and see if he could find a suitable technique."

Han Li looked a little sad and said.

"Haha, the comrades from Tainan Xiaohui this time are far better than the previous ones.

I think Brother Zhang has extraordinary courage and will definitely get what he wants."

When they heard that Xie Duanyang was indeed a mortal, although the others did not show any obvious disdain, they immediately lost interest.

Qing Wen is still smiling.

"Really, Brother Han, what kind of exercises are you practicing?"

Aunt Hu Ping, one of the Taoist couple in Tianshui Village, suddenly asked.

The skills are not in vain. When Han Li came here, he must have brought spiritual stones and spiritual objects for exchange.

Although the basic skills are not valuable, you can get a copy with two or three spiritual stones.

But for their poor casual cultivators, every spiritual stone must be calculated and used, which is not without some small supplements.

Anyway, what these people practice is not any special technique. They are basically common goods that are widely circulated in the world of cultivation. They have no idea of ​​​​preserving their own things.

As soon as Aunt Hu Ping opened her mouth, several other people also thought of this, and couldn't help showing pity on their faces, looking at the couple with envy.

After all, they are a small group. Since Hu Pinggu speaks first, it is hard to get in before the deal is completed or fails.