Chapter 1217: Legacy

Early in the morning, months later.

Chaoyang hadn't crossed the city yet, but Jiuyuan City was already full of life, and the streets were full of pedestrians.

Unlike the rushing crowds of people in the past, no matter where the pedestrians are in the city today, they all look idle, chatting in groups of three or four, or leaning on the side of the road scatteredly.

These people all had looks of anticipation on their faces, and looked up at the sky from time to time, as if they were waiting for something.

Among the crowd, a handsome young man in white clothed himself among the crowd, walking slowly towards the city, while listening to the discussions of the people around him.

He was none other than Han Li who had changed his appearance and aura with the black mask of the Hall of Reincarnation.

"I heard that the fairy envoys who came from the Middle Earth Immortal Realm this time are very arrogant. Not only are they surrounded by countless followers, but even the first palace master of our Jinyuan Immortal Palace is also accompanying them. They have earned enough attention along the way. ’ said an old man in brown clothes.

"After all, he is the messenger of the Heavenly Court, and his status is different. Otherwise, what would it be worth to be greeted by the real person Chunjun, the master of the Nine Yuan Temple? Besides, he is here to send the 'Bodhi Order' this time. How much is it?" Who wouldn't want a treasure that even monks are jealous of? Who wouldn't offer it up as their own ancestor?" said another middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes.

"That's the certificate to participate in the Bodhi Banquet, who wouldn't want it?" Another person said enviously.

Han Li just listened, neither opened his mouth to speak, nor stopped, and walked all the way towards the end.

"Yo... here we come!" At this moment, an exclamation sounded.

There was a sudden commotion on the street, everyone stopped talking and looked up towards the sky.

The boy in white also stopped, standing at the corner at the end of the street, looking up towards the sky above the city.

I saw that there seemed to be a scorching sun rising, and it seemed that the sky had burst out, shining a dazzling golden light.

The rays of light diverge, like the precious light of Buddhism, and there is a circle of colorful flying rainbows around it. On the higher sky, there are even more rays of light, and a large cloud of five colors gathers.

After waiting for a while, everyone's necks were a little stiff, and their eyes were a little bit astringent, but no one appeared.

Just when someone wanted to complain, a burst of celestial music and Sanskrit sounds suddenly sounded from high in the sky, and then a layer of colorful light suddenly spread from outside the city, directly across the top of the city, and extended towards the inside of the city.

The prohibition circle of the city defense actively opened a passage with a width of hundreds of feet, so that the brilliant light just happened to be projected over.

As soon as Han Li focused his gaze, he saw phantom shadows of multicolored lotus flowers appearing on the avenue formed by the colorful brilliance, and a fragrant fragrance wafted from them, almost covering the entire city.

"Boom"

Accompanied by bursts of thunderous sounds, eight gold-armored unicorns galloped towards the colorful avenue full of flowers high in the sky, their bodies gleaming with golden light, and the sound of their hooves falling was like thunder.

Then dragged a huge luanjia with exaggerated shape, carved beams and paintings on it, inlaid with beads and jade, it looked like an extremely gorgeous golden attic.

Behind Luanjia, there was a long pair of men and horses, among them were the cavalry in golden armor, and there were also monks from the immortal family holding magic weapons. Although the number was not as exaggerated as the previous rumors, it was still quite large.

There is a white jade railing in front of the Luanjia, and behind the railing stands a tall man wearing a golden high crown and wearing the costume of a heavenly official. He has a square face, slender eyebrows, a straight nose, thin lips, and a proud expression .

Han Li just glanced at him, and felt that the person's expression was unpleasant. He wanted to turn around and leave, but when his eyes fell on the two people behind the person, his expression could not help but change slightly.

I saw one of the men, with a medium build, an ordinary appearance, and a peaceful expression on his face. He looked ordinary. If he was not in that position and wearing the fairy palace costume, it would be difficult for people to recognize him. Get in touch with Lu Chuanfeng, the owner of the Immortal Palace in the Dajinyuan Immortal Domain.

And a woman in a red dress standing beside him looked much more dazzling. Not only was she beautiful in appearance, but she also had a graceful figure, which instantly attracted the attention of most people in the city.

"Chi Meng, why is this woman?" Han Li frowned slightly, a little surprised.

When he was surprised, there was also a light shining in the sky above the city, and dozens of figures were wrapped in the multicolored light and landed on the colorful flower shadow avenue.

Compared with the battle of the immortal envoys, these people seemed too ordinary, but as soon as they appeared, the whole Jiuyuan City almost boiled, and cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami sounded everywhere.

Han Li looked intently, and saw the leader, dressed in a dark green Taoist robe, wearing a lotus crown on his head, with a well-regulated Chinese character face, his facial features were not outstanding, but his face was radiant, he looked tall and straight, and his appearance was very majestic .

Therefore, there is no need to guess too much, Han Li also knows that this person is most likely the real person Chunjun, the master of Jiuyuan Temple.

Immediately behind him stood two Taoist priests, one of them was thin, with high cheekbones and a goatee under his jaw, but his eyes were extremely clear, and he was wearing a very old-looking gray-white Taoist robe. There is an inexplicable special aura about him, and he looks quite like an outsider.

The other person seemed to be around forty years old, tall and burly, wearing an extremely gorgeous purple Taoist robe, with only a bun on the top of his head, and did not wear any kind of Taoist crown. There is no change in expression on the face, which looks like a statue of a heavenly king.

These two people can follow behind Chun Jun, so their identities are not difficult to guess, most likely they are the two deputy masters of the Nine Yuan Temple.

Han Li didn't know much about the two of them, he only knew that the old man in the gray robe was named Yang Junzi, and the middle-aged man in the purple robe was called Daoist Lei Jun.

Behind these two people, there were more than a dozen people standing, all of them looked respectful.

Among those people, Han Li saw another familiar face at a glance. It was the Immortal Master Miaofa who had chased and killed him back then.

At this time, Miaofa's attention had passed the fairy envoy, and fell directly on Chimeng who was behind. The latter was not to be outdone, and stared back. Where the two people's eyes collided, sparks flickered faintly.

Obviously, because of the last hunt for Han Li, the enmity between the two daughters was completely settled.

"The envoy of Fengtian is here, and the Nine Yuan Temple is far away to welcome you." Master Chunjun greeted in a loud voice.

"Master Chun Jun is being polite."

...

When Han Li saw that the two sides had begun to greet each other, he immediately lost interest in watching. Amidst the tsunami-like sound of the surrounding people, he squeezed his way through and returned to the inn.

As a result, just as he walked back to his own courtyard, Han Li saw a tall young man and a young woman in a white dress and a bamboo hat standing at the gate of the small courtyard, as if they were waiting he.

Upon seeing the two, Han Li frowned slightly, looked at them, and did not speak.

"Fellow Daoist Long, don't you invite us in for a cup of tea?" The woman in the bamboo hat suddenly smiled and said.

"Are you the three fellow Taoists?" Han Li asked tentatively.

"The Celestial Envoy has arrived, and it's time for me to tell you the content of this mission." The woman in the bamboo hat said.

"Please come in."

Han Li didn't hesitate anymore, he stepped forward, opened the courtyard gate with a wave of his hand, and welcomed the two of them in.

The three entered the room and sat down around the table.

Han Li noticed that after he entered the small courtyard, the tall young man kept looking at him, looking him straight up and down without showing any shyness.

"Fellow Jiao San, do you dare to ask who this is?" Han Li asked with doubts in his heart.

"He is fellow Wuyang Daoist, one of the vice-masters of our Hall of Reincarnation." Jiao San explained.

When Han Li heard the name, his expression changed slightly.

"It seems that you really know me." The young man who had been silent all this time said.

"I saw your portrait in the ruins of the Mantra Gate back then, and I heard it mentioned by fellow Daoist Heat." Han Li said.

"Heat... is that guy's disciple?" Wu Yang said after hearing this, thought for a while, and suddenly a touch of anger appeared on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, don't get excited. That hot fellow Daoist didn't rebel with Qi Mozi back then, and besides, he has already fallen in the Gray Realm." Han Li said immediately.

"I heard from Jiuzhen girl that Qi Mozi almost died in your hands?" Wu Yang said after hearing this.

Han Li hadn't heard the name Gan Jiuzhen for a long time, and didn't get in touch with Jiao San for a while. He hesitated for a moment before he realized it. He nodded and said, "It's a good luck to defeat him, but it's a pity that we couldn't kill him."

"So, the "Great Five Elements Illusory World Jue" is really on you?" Wu Yang asked suddenly.

As soon as this question came out, the air in the room suddenly became tense.

"Do you want it? I can give it to you." Han Li frowned first, and remained silent for a long time before speaking.

When Wu Yang heard this, his expression changed slightly. He obviously didn't expect Han Li to be so straightforward, but he couldn't believe it.

"This exercise originally belonged to the Mantra sect. I can only be regarded as half of the disciple of Patriarch Mi Luo. You are the orthodox mantle of the Mantra sect. Passing it on to you is repaying the patriarch's grace of teaching the Dharma." Han Li Said frankly.

Hearing this remark, Wu Yang's eyes flashed with guilt, he was speechless for a while, and after a long time, he said: "You should take care of this "Great Five Elements Illusionary World Jue", and don't let it really be lost."

"Why is that?" Han Li asked in confusion.

"Except for the traitor, the rest of the senior brothers were all buried with their bodies, and I was the only one who survived, which is already considered a betrayal of the master's sect. Besides, I have been letting Qimozi run wild all these years, and failed to clean up the sect for the master's sect. What qualifications do you have to inherit the Great Five Elements Illusory World Art?" Wu Yang said with a wry smile.

Han Li wanted to persuade him again, but Wu Yang waved his hand directly and said, "I've made up my mind, so you don't need to say more."

"Since that's the case, leave the exercises to me first, and I'll hand them back to you if you want to rebuild the Mantra Gate in the future." Han Li had no choice but to give up and said.