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"Hey! Junior Brother Han, look at that wild beast. Is there a sword stuck in it?"
Suddenly, Xiang Changsen seemed to see something and suddenly exclaimed.
"It seemed like the hilt of a sword was embedded in the sword's body."
The two of them looked at each other and jumped forward immediately, arriving in front of the wild and strange beast.
As soon as he landed, Han Changlin suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale.
"Junior Brother Han, you?"
Suddenly, Xiang Changsen beside Han Changlin turned pale with shock. He didn't understand why Han Changlin, who had been fine just now, suddenly vomited blood.
Hearing this, Han Changlin waved his hand and said:
"Senior Brother Xiang, don't look at the hilt of the sword. I just took a look at it and suddenly felt an invisible pressure coming on me."
Hearing this, Xiang Changsen stopped looking at the sword hilt, but still said with some doubts:
"Is it possible that there is a sword intention in the hilt of this sword?"
Thinking like this, Xiang Changsen still couldn't help but take a glance.
Then he was surprised to find that he had no reaction and did not see the so-called sword intention that Han Changlin said.
On the other side, Han Changlin was not looking at the sword hilt. Then he took a deep breath, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes, as if to heal his wounds.
Seeing this, although Xiang Changsen was a little surprised, he still sat aside, silent and waiting quietly.
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Almost an hour and a half later, streaks of blue-red aura suddenly appeared around Han Changlin, and they became increasingly intense.
At this time, Xiang Changsen also stood up and looked at Han Changlin in surprise. At this moment, Han Changlin didn't seem to be adjusting his breath to heal his injuries, but instead seemed to be practicing some kind of magic technique.
For a moment, Xiang Changsen didn't know what to do.
But at this moment, Han Changlin suddenly stood up and walked towards the statue of the alien beast.
Then he came to the statue of the alien beast and stretched out his right hand as if he was drawing a sword.
But just when Han Changlin reached out and touched the hilt of the sword, his face began to show pain, but it only lasted for a moment, and his expression returned to calm, and he stood motionless. It seems that the five senses have been closed.
At this moment, tiny blue runes suddenly appeared on the hilt of the sword. These runes followed the hilt to Han Changlin's body and poured into Han Changlin's eyebrows. Unknown to him, How long passed before these green runes suddenly disappeared.
But even so, Han Changlin remained motionless, standing in front of the statue of the wild beast.
A few days later, Han Changlin still maintained his standing posture and stretched out his hands, while Xiang Changsen looked at him not far away, with a look of worry on his face.
"I don't know if Junior Brother Han is okay? This place is really weird. Is it possible that Junior Brother Han is up to something?"
In the past few days, Xiang Changsen had been silent for fear of disturbing Han Changlin. During this period, he even started meditating.
At this moment, the cyan runes appeared on Han Changlin's body again, and then those runes returned directly to the hilt of the sword.
At this time, Han Changlin also opened his eyes, and two spiritual lights flashed away. At the same time, an astonishing spiritual pressure suddenly spread, but it only took a moment before disappearing.
After feeling that astonishing spiritual pressure, Xiang Changsen was suddenly startled, and at the same time he thought in his mind:
"Is it possible that Junior Brother Han had some unexpected encounter that pushed his cultivation level directly to Foundation Establishment Perfection?"
Perhaps not quite believing it, Xiang Changsen sensed Han Changlin's cultivation aura, but found that he was still in the middle stage of foundation building.
Seeing this, he couldn't help but have a hint of doubt in his eyes, because the pressure of divine consciousness that Han Changlin had just now was clearly possessed by only monks who established the Great Perfection of Foundation.
"But what now?"
"This is strange. Could it be that Han Changlin got some amazing luck that actually increased the pressure of his spiritual consciousness?"
At this time, Han Changlin did not move after opening his eyes, but there was a thoughtful expression in his eyes.
After a while, he suddenly looked at the hilt of the sword again, then stretched out his right hand and injected a burst of his own magic power into the hilt.
As Han Changlin injected mana, the sword hilt suddenly made a buzzing sound, and then a ray of light fell from the sky and landed not far in front of the two of them.
After the light fell to the ground, it turned into a golden arch. The light inside was so dazzling that it was impossible to see what was there?
"Junior Brother Han, what is this?"
Seeing such a scene, Xiang Changsen couldn't make up his mind for a while.
"I don't know either, but my instinct tells me that as long as we walk in, we can get out of here."
After saying that, Han Changlin stepped forward slowly, as if he couldn't control his steps.
As soon as Han Changlin stepped into the golden arch, his eyesight went dark and he felt dizzy.
After this feeling of dizziness lasted for a few breaths, Han Changlin felt his eyes light up. When he saw the surrounding scenery, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
It turned out that Han Changlin was in a mountain forest, with towering ancient trees growing around him. The crisp sound of birdsong reached Han Changlin's ears, refreshing him.
"Where is this?"
A question arose in Han Changlin's mind. He swayed slightly and shot a green shadow to the top of a big tree.
Looking into the distance, he saw an endless forest. He didn't know how wide it was, but Han Changlin had a vague feeling that this was not Cangzhou, where the Yuling Sect belonged.
After pondering for a while, Han Changlin took out the Xuanyan Sword from his storage bag and flew into the distance, disappearing into the sky in the blink of an eye.
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Half a month later, Han Changlin saw a huge city appearing on the horizon in the distance. This city stood on a large mountain, as if a mountain had been cut off halfway up the mountain and a city built on top.
Below the city, there is a steep cliff hundreds of feet high, which is very spectacular.
Han Changlin saw many colorful escaping lights from a distance, flying towards the city from all directions. At the gate of the city, there was a half-suspended boulder, dozens of feet in diameter, showing an outward-facing triangle.
And on this suspended boulder, there was already a long queue. These people were obviously queuing up and preparing to enter the city.
Seeing this scene, Han Changlin showed a surprised expression on his face. He really doubted whether he had been teleported thousands of miles away, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was unlikely.
When he was still a disciple of the outer sect in the Qi Refining Stage, he learned from the foundation-building seniors in the sect that teleportation arrays also had limits. The transmission distance of a general teleportation array ranged from a thousand miles to a million miles.
Teleportation arrays that are more than a million miles away are also called cross-state teleportation arrays. Such arrays are generally quite large, and each time they are teleported, a large amount of spiritual stones are spent, often tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones. Stone, so under normal circumstances, no monk would choose to use the teleportation array, but would rather spend more time flying with the weapon.
It is said that only Yuling Sect has such a large teleportation array.
The fairy city built on a cliff hundreds of feet high in front of Han Changlin was really majestic, and Han Changlin couldn't help but sigh at the majesty and power of the world of cultivating immortals. This kind of project is definitely not something that ordinary people can complete.
In the past half month, Han Changlin had flown hundreds of thousands of miles without encountering a single monk. He even wondered if he had flown in the wrong direction. Now that he had seen this unknown fairy city, he naturally wanted to visit it. Ichiban.
At the very least, you have to figure out your position before you can find a way to return to Yuling Sect.
Thinking of this, Han Changlin took out an ordinary flying sword weapon from his storage bag and flew towards the fairy city with the flying sword weapon.
Soon, Han Changlin's body landed on the triangular rock outside the fairy city. The light disappeared, and Han Changlin looked towards the gate of the fairy city.
Looking at it, there is a huge plaque hanging on the fairy city.
On it are four large gilt characters "Landou Fairy City".
When Han Changlin arrived at Fairy City, it happened to be early in the morning. At this moment, there was a ray of purple light faintly shooting out from the horizon. The rays of rays of light were indeed magnificent.
Facing such beautiful scenery, Han Changlin couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and secretly marveled in his heart that this Blue Dou Immortal City was indeed well-deserved.
After a while, Han Changlin withdrew his gaze. Only then did he notice that there were many Qi-refining stage immortal cultivators around him. They glanced at him secretly from time to time, with envious expressions on their faces.
"Could this fellow Taoist also come back from Boundless Sea?"
Hearing someone's question, Han Changlin turned his head in surprise. A few feet away from him, stood a strong man in his thirties, wearing a fish-scale armor that was only worn by generals in secular dynasties.
However, the fish scale armor on his body is obviously not made of metal, but more like genuine fish scales, interspersed with pieces of gold wire.
The strong man was very burly, half a head taller than Han Changlin. His facial features were also chiseled with sharp edges. He was looking at Han Changlin with a smile on his bronze face.
"I went out to travel and accidentally discovered this Blue Dou Immortal City, so I pressed the light escape button and came to visit."
After thinking for a while, Han Changlin smiled at the strong man and said.
"It turns out that Taoist friend is traveling abroad. He is really elegant."
"I don't know your surname. I first came to Lan Dou Immortal City, but I don't know anything about this fairy city. If you don't mind Gu's verbosity, I would like to ask you for advice."
"Haha, no problem. I just came back from the trial in the boundless sea. Nothing happened. I happened to meet a Taoist friend. It's fate. Although this Blue Dou Immortal City is not small, more than 90% of the people in the city are low-level monks. Even if There are so many foundation-building monks, and most of them are hiding behind closed doors to practice hard."
"It's naturally the best to be with fellow Taoists. This Blue Dou Immortal City is the most famous for its drunken immortal wine. I have been traveling out of the city for three years. I have already drank up all the wine I brought with me when I left the city. Now I almost have a bird in my mouth. coming."
The strong man was obviously a rough man. After laughing a few times, he took the lead and walked towards the city gate. He didn't seem to have any intention of queuing up.
Seeing this, Han Changlin smiled slightly, followed closely behind the strong man, and walked towards the city gate.
When they came to the city gate, the guard in front of the gate glanced at the strong man, and immediately put a smile on his arrogant face. Not only did they all bow and salute, they also called "senior" in their mouths.
The strong man just snorted and walked swaggering towards the fairy city.
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