I draw red envelopes in Wanjie

Chapter 762 Daoist Friends Please Stay Away

The Golden Drum was originally located at the junction of the Yue Kingdom and the Cheqi Kingdom. It is now the main battlefield of the Seven Sects and the Six Sects of the Devil's Sect. Every day monks die here, and many of them have formed Golden Cores.

Therefore, the monks who came here were all a little panicked, because no one could guarantee that they could survive, and they would be in a state of vigilance in their daily activities.

In this environment, due to the life-and-death fights from time to time, and the people who kill the demons are rewarded very generously, as long as whoever can carry it down, their cultivation base will be greatly improved.

Chen Feng glanced at the accompanying people, except for casual cultivators, there were quite a few cultivators in Huangfeng Valley, and it could be seen from this that the situation of the Seven Sects was not very good.

"I still don't know what Han Li looks like or where he is. I have to find an opportunity to ask if that guy is here."

Turning his eyes, Chen Feng calmly followed the crowd and stayed there. After getting familiar with the environment, he took the opportunity to find a monk with snow-white hair.

He coughed, clasped his fists and said, "Senior Brother, I have something I want to ask you, I wonder if I can bother you."

The latter glanced at Chen Feng, smiled, and said kindly: "Fellow Daoist, you are welcome, as long as I know, I will definitely not hide it."

In his eyes, Chen Feng has built a foundation at such a young age, and his talent should be very good. If this kind of person survives, he may be able to form alchemy in the future, and selling favors is beneficial and harmless.

Chen Feng said politely: "It's like this. I want to find a fellow Taoist in Guigu, but I don't know if the senior brother knows him?"

"It depends on whether he is still alive or not. You also know that there are many monks who die every day in the battle between righteousness and evil. If he is still alive, I should be able to help you find it."

The old man smiled lightly, and didn't talk too much, but asked curiously: "I don't know the name of the fellow daoist you are looking for?
"His name is Han Li."

Chen Feng spat out a name.

"Han Li!"

The old man showed surprise: "This fellow Taoist is very famous in our Huangfeng Valley recently, and most people know him. Do you have any grievances?"

"How can there be grievances, I just have something to do with him."

Chen Feng shook his head, how dare he make trouble for others, Han Li is the ancestor of Taoism, if he does something bad, maybe he can travel back through time and space, and he can be killed with a single slap.

"That's good. He's right here at Jinguyuan. He hasn't been here for long. I can take you there to find him."

The old man was slightly loose, if Chen Feng and Han Li had any grievances, it would be difficult for him to lead the way.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, friend Daoist."

Chen Feng smiled. He didn't expect to find Han Li as soon as he arrived. He was lucky.

"Hands up."

The old man smiled indifferently, took out a flying sword, made a little trick, and the flying sword supported him to fly up.

Chen Feng also urged a flying sword to follow. This flying sword is a magic weapon he has re-forged, and he is not afraid of being recognized.

Soon, they came to a place, the two approached, and a figure flew up in the distance, flying to the distance.

After the old man saw it, he said, "That's Han Li. It's unfortunate that we came here, and he happened to be going out."

As he spoke, the figure disappeared into the distance, but Chen Feng had already recorded his appearance, and said indifferently: "It's okay, I know where he lives, and there will be opportunities in the future. Thank you brother for bringing me here this time."

"It's a small matter. If you need anything in the future, you can come to me at any time."

The old man didn't care, this time the sect had ordered that these casual cultivators should be taken care of as much as possible, and of course they would be as vigilant as possible.

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first. Fellow Daoist Chen, you should rest as soon as possible. You should be going to the battlefield tomorrow."

After leaving a word, the old man flew away with his sword and disappeared into the distance.

Standing in the void, Chen Feng glanced at the opposite side. At this moment, there was a strong wave of mana spreading, and the light of the spell was flying all over the sky. You don't need to guess to know that it was caused by the battle between the two sides, and on the opposite side is the territory of the six major sects of magic.

Compared with the aura released by the decent monks on their side, the methods of the demon sect on the other side are much colder and more sinister. Black air billows in the air, and there are faint sounds of howling ghosts and wolves, which are completely different from the decent methods.

"I really need to pretend to fight with them for a while until I get the Sky Palm Bottle."

Chen Feng muttered, looked away, and returned to his temporary residence.

His thoughts spread secretly, secretly observing the situation of the entire battlefield, especially Han Li among them.

This guy is really very cautious, he is always vigilant about his surroundings, and he never gets close to the battle circle of the monk who formed the alchemy.

Compared to other monks, Han Li is obviously capable of multitasking, manipulating multiple magic weapons at once. Chen Feng said thoughtfully: "Da Yan Jue, it's still a good way to cultivate spiritual thoughts, but it probably won't be of much use to me. gone."

Chen Feng thought to himself.

The creator of this Great Evolution Jue can be regarded as an amazingly talented person, but unfortunately he is limited to the lower realm, so although the created skills are powerful, they also have limitations.

His current cultivation has exceeded the limit that the human world can accommodate. At most, he can use this Da Yanjue as a reference. Cultivation is not of much value.

You can think about Qingyuan Sword Art, its creator is already Mahayana.

Thinking of all the valuable treasures on Han Li's body, time passed quickly. Han Li dealt with the enemy, packed up the loot, and retreated with the decent army.

He immediately walked out of his room, came not far from Han Li's resting place, and waited at the place where he must pass on his way back.

Half an hour later, a cyan sword light appeared in the distance.

Chen Feng pretended to be passing by, then approached him, and said, "Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

Hearing Chen Feng's words, Han Li immediately felt vigilant. He turned his head and saw Chen Feng's strange face. He frowned and said, "This fellow Taoist, I don't seem to know you?"

"I don't know fellow daoist, but fellow daoist belongs to Huang Fenggu, and I am also a casual cultivator brought by Huangfenggu, so I want to ask fellow daoist some questions."

Chen Feng smiled gently, trying his best to make himself look innocuous, and said: "I just came here, and I don't know much about the situation in this battlefield of righteousness and evil. Fellow Daoist should have stayed here for a while, please tell me something about it." Under the circumstances, I am willing to pay some rewards."

He said the excuses he made up in advance, and even if it was Han Li, he couldn't be too suspicious, because his identity was like this.

Han Li's face was slightly relaxed: "Fellow Daoist, you're welcome. Since everyone has a relationship, this matter is not a big deal. However, this place is inconvenient. Demons will come here occasionally. Let's sit down and talk about it."

"Trouble, Fellow Daoist, I'm Chen Feng, I still don't know how to address you?"

"I'm next, Han Li."

The two of them spoke without saying a word, while Chen Feng secretly drew a red envelope while approaching Han Li.

"Ding, congratulations for winning the Qingyuan Sword Art."

Chen Feng was a little surprised when the reminder sounded beside his ear. This was something he was interested in, and it should be said that it was the second only thing on Han Li's body after the palm bottle.

(End of this chapter)