Chapter 1150: A Familiar Scene

Han Li ignored the situation at the gate of the attic, and looked into the attic.

The space on the first floor of the attic is not large, and there are as many as twenty or thirty quaint wooden bookshelves. Each bookcase is filled with densely packed classics, jade slips, etc., which are arranged neatly. Reading the titles of the books are all secret techniques.

These classics are also covered with a white light curtain, which is the same as the prohibition on the attic door.

After Han Li glanced roughly, he was overjoyed. As he had guessed, this place was a place similar to the Zongmen's Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

After finally crossing back to the Gate of Mantra, he didn't want to come in vain.

Due to his indissoluble bond with the Mantra Sect after he came to the Realm of Immortals, whenever he had time over the years, he would investigate the past history of the Mantra Sect through various channels, and the more he searched, the more he was shocked.

Although the Mantra Sect is only located in the Black Soil Immortal Realm, which is not a large fairyland, its intensive study of the law of time, especially the comprehension of the law of time by Patriarch Mi Luo, makes the whole sect's status in the real fairyland unmatched. Low.

Now I have spent a full fifty time law crystal filaments to be able to come here. Although the reason is to escape from the two big Luo realm monks, since I have come here, at least I have to gain something. OK, otherwise it would be a big loss.

In fact, for the law of time, which is one of the three supreme laws, he has always been comprehended and cultivated by himself. It's not a bad thing if you take a closer look at your cultivation experience.

Although the Great Way of the Law of Time is obscure and difficult to understand, it is also the most fundamental and fundamental law of this interface.

In fact, even an ordinary person, or even an ant, cannot be separated from it throughout his life. The longevity of living beings, the birth and death of all things, the changes of mountains and rivers... it exists in every aspect of this interface, and anyone seems to be able to understand it. You can touch time, but you can't touch it at all. It's like a flower in a mirror, like a moon in water.

Therefore, every immortal who comprehends and cultivates the way of time, after years of precipitation, no matter whether he has achieved something or not, if he can write down his own insights, there will be merits in the end. It can be seen.

Han Li thought about it, walked quickly through the bookshelf, stopped occasionally, opened the restriction on the bookshelf with the white token in his hand, looked up the classics on it, and quickly flipped through the classics here, but the joy on his face gradually disappeared. .

Although the classics on these bookshelves are quite exquisite, they are all exercises and secret arts at the level of Golden Wonderland or even True Wonderland. Among them, there are occasional explanations or experiences on the law of time, but most of them are just general talks, even He hasn't even scratched the surface of the law of time, so it's useless to him at present.

"It seems that although this is a Buddhist scripture pavilion, all the low-level exercises are stored here, and that's right. The real high-level exercises should be hidden more secretly." He thought to himself, stopped to browse, and walked Go up the stairs leading to the second floor and come to the second floor.

There are also a lot of bookshelves on the second floor, but it is much less than the first floor, only a dozen, and there are many ancient books and jade slips on the bookshelves.

Time is precious, so Han Li quickly began to look it up.

The classics on the second floor are higher than those on the first floor, but they are not that high. Most of them are still Jinxian classics. Occasionally, there will be one or two Taiyi-level books, which are of little use to him.

Han Li quickly read through these classics, but he didn't gain much, so he sighed secretly and turned to leave.

The time pattern on the golden ring above the head has already been extinguished, and every minute of time is precious.

He stopped suddenly and looked at a bookshelf against the wall beside him.

I was just looking through the classics on the bookshelf in a hurry, but I didn't notice that the placement of this bookshelf is a bit asymmetrical with other bookshelves, and it seems to have been deliberately moved back a foot or so.

Han Li raised his eyebrows, and raised his hand to push the bookshelf back. His spiritual sense swept the surroundings, and a gleam of joy appeared on his face.

He reached out and tapped lightly on the wall blocked by the bookshelf, and there was a crisp cracking sound from inside the wall, and a piece of the wall was sunken, opening a hole the size of a bowl.

Han Li reached in with his hand, and took out a palm-sized golden jade box from inside.

His heart moved, and he was about to open it, but a layer of golden light appeared on the jade box, which flicked his palm away, but there was no restraint.

After Han Li was stunned for a moment, his face revealed a look of contemplation, and then a ball of golden light appeared in each of his hands, and he grabbed the jade box again.

A golden glow emerged from the jade box again, intertwining with the golden light from Han Li's hands.

Soon, the golden glow in the box was no match for the golden light in Han Li's hand, and was crushed to pieces.

The jade box was opened with a "click", but inside was a golden jade slip.

Han Li's gaze was fixed, and he took the jade slip immediately, submerging his spiritual consciousness into it.

His eyes lit up immediately, and there was a supernatural power recorded in the jade slip, called "Immortal Golden Cloud".

According to Yu Jian, this is a defensive supernatural power based on the law of time.

Moreover, this "immortal golden cloud" is not an ordinary defensive supernatural power, but the number one defense among the many supernatural powers of the Mantra Sect.

However, to practice this supernatural power, the conditions are extremely harsh. First of all, one needs to cultivate enough time skills, otherwise one cannot bear the powerful power of the "Immortal Golden Cloud".

Secondly, you must have a very high comprehension of the law of time, otherwise you will not be able to comprehend the mystery of this magical power.

Finally, a cultivator must have at least 300 law of time crystal filaments in his body to provide enough power of law of time to perform this technique.

Han Li had a wry smile on his face, the first and second were no problem for him.

"The Great Five Elements Illusory World Jue" is the top-level time technique, and he already has a deep understanding of the law of time, so it shouldn't be a big problem, but it would be troublesome if he needed three hundred crystal filaments of the law of time.

There are only one hundred and fifty crystal filaments of the law of time in his body now, which can only meet half of the requirements of the "immortal golden cloud". Even without the appearance of the bottle spirit to allow him to shuttle, it is far from enough.

However, he is also very content to find such a time magic power.

He put away the jade slips and gold box with his hands, and then restored the walls and bookshelves to their original state, so as not to be discovered.

After doing this, Han Li didn't stay here any longer. He came downstairs and was about to open the attic door to go out.

A ray of golden light flew from a distance and landed in front of the Tibetan Gong Pavilion, revealing the figure of a rough and tough man who was also in the middle stage of the Taiyi Realm.

"Jiang Daoyou, your Cang Gong Pavilion is still so deserted here." The rugged man laughed.

Han Li's complexion changed slightly, and he hurriedly activated the puppet secret technique secretly.

"I don't see anyone here." The white-haired old man raised his head and glanced at the big man, but he didn't get up to greet him, and said indifferently.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, don't blame me, Mr. Chen didn't mean to make fun of you. The Heavenly Court is getting tighter and tighter. My Tianxing Temple has rarely come to my disciples recently. Although our results may be mediocre after the ten-thousand-year guard period, it is better than that." I heard that quite a few of those dispatched elders have died." The rough man didn't notice the abnormality of the white-haired old man, and said in a low voice.

The two seem to be fairly close.

"Well, what's the matter with Fellow Daoist Chen?" Han Li in the attic heaved a sigh of relief, then manipulated the white-haired old man to echo vaguely, and then asked.

"It's nothing serious. Today, the Patriarch is preaching at Guanri Peak, and I'm here to invite Jiang Daoyou to listen to the lecture." The rugged man laughed.

When Han Li in the attic heard this, his eyes lit up.

Patriarch? Could it be referring to Patriarch Mi Luo? This person is also practicing the "Great Five Elements Illusory World Jue". Although he may not be able to talk about "The Great Five Elements Illusory World Jue" when he preaches, his insights must be closely related to the "Great Five Elements Illusory World Jue", so he should not miss it.

Thinking of this, he felt a surge of excitement, but there was no confusion in the way he manipulated the white-haired old man.

"Thank you Daoyou Chen for your kindness, but I have some things to do right now, and I may have to go later." The white-haired old man said.

"Since that's the case, then Mr. Chen will go there first. Fellow Daoist Jiang will come over quickly after finishing the matter. Although our good patriarch practiced different methods, it is difficult to understand the essence of his preaching. It is good to listen more." Rough The big man was startled, then nodded and said.

Then it said goodbye and left, turned into a golden light and shot towards a distant direction, and quickly disappeared into the sky.

The attic door opened with a "squeak", and Han Li walked out from inside. With a gesture of his hand, the white-haired old man got up and walked into the Tibetan Gong Hall.

Then he flicked his fingers, and a ray of crystal light hit the white-haired old man's forehead.

The person trembled violently, fell to the ground with a plop, and fell into a coma.

Han Li smiled slightly, threw the white token in his hand beside the old man, and closed the door with his hand.

He had just cast a secret technique to shock the spirit of the white-haired old man, causing him to fall into a coma. He would have to sleep for at least four or five days, which would not affect his next actions.

After doing this, Han Li immediately flew towards the direction that the rough man was going, and soon came to the vicinity of a huge blue peak. The mountain was lined with green trees and there were many strange rocks, which looked quite strange.

"Here..." He looked at the giant peak in front of him, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

He is no stranger to this mountain, strictly speaking, he has seen it three times, the first time he pushed the palm bottle for the first time to see Patriarch Mi Luo preaching, and the place was exactly on the top of Jufeng Peak.

The second time was when he went to the ruins of the Shingon Gate before, and he had been to this mountain.

Unexpectedly, today came again.

The huge blue peak soars into the sky, and the top of the peak cannot be seen. A long stone step extends from the top of the peak to the foot of the mountain.

At this moment, the stone steps are full of disciples of the Mantra Sect, all of them are listening intently.

At this moment, the sermon has already started, and bursts of loud voices came from the peak, it was the voice of Patriarch Mi Luo, every word was precious, and every word gave people a sense of incomparable mystery and uncertainty.

The vitality of the nearby heaven and earth trembled with the voice of Patriarch Mi Luo, and there were streams of light flying in the sky at this moment, sometimes turning into endless gusts, sometimes turning into blazing red fire rain, and then turning into ice storms, with endless changes.

Han Li looked at the sky, his brows twitched again, feeling vaguely familiar with the scene in front of him, but he immediately shook his head and flew towards the top of the mountain quietly.

However, he did not fly to the top of the mountain, and found a place to sit on the mountainside, so as not to be discovered by Patriarch Mi Luo if he got closer.

From here, you can already vaguely see the scene of the peak, Patriarch Mi Luo sitting in the middle, surrounded by five disciples including Qi Mozi and Mu Yan.

Beside Mu Yan, there was also a fat and shiny mouse, standing upright with both feet, looking at Patriarch Mi Luo.