Chapter 998

Yeyang City, a shady alley that branched out from a wide main road in the city.

The alley is remote, and there is no one in it. At the end stands a mottled stone wall, which is full of potholes and traces of time.

It was evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the wall, reflecting orange-red light.

At this time, the void behind the wall fluctuated together, and then a figure in a blue robe flashed out, it was Han Li.

As soon as he came to the alley, he turned his wrist, took out a reincarnation hall mask, and put it on his cheek, a burst of light rippled, and then he turned into a demon with a short horn between his eyebrows. Young people from the ethnic group walked towards the entrance of the alley.

Out of the alley, a huge banyan tree with luxuriant foliage stands not far in front of it. The green crown of the tree stands in the sky like an umbrella, and seven or eight idle people are gathered under the tree, sitting together small talk.

Before Han Li stepped forward, he heard one of the men in black with a loud voice yelling:

"Bullshit, I think it's very good that the third prince is in charge. I used to want to go to the Maha District, and I had to check my identity repeatedly. Now that there are no rules and regulations set by the original prince, no matter whether it is business or cultivation Much more convenient."

"You can't say that. When the First Prince was in power, not to mention the Luojia District and the Moha District, even our Heitian District, the security situation was much better than it is now. But look at it now, every now and again There are private fights on the street, once they start fighting, there are no counts, and it is nothing if you are killed or injured, and you want to destroy people's houses, disturbing the neighbors in vain." Another skinny old man obviously disagreed with his point of view, and retorted .

"It would be great if the two princes reconcile and rule together..." A young demon boy snuggled into the old man's arms and said.

When the rest of the people heard this, they all burst into laughter.

"Dare to ask seniors, this junior came all the way from outside the city, where did this come from?" Han Li stepped forward, gave a salute, and asked pretending not to know.

"He's from outside the city. We are at the southernmost part of the Heitian District. Where are you going?" The middle-aged man glanced up at the young man who suddenly appeared from nowhere and said.

"Those who planned to go to the Maha District to seek refuge with an elder of the clan thought they were almost there, but they were still wandering around in the Heitian District. This Yeyang City is really big..." Han Li pretended to be surprised as if he had just arrived. road.

"Hehe, it's my first time here. Before it's dark, go to the front market to rent a beast cart. With your foot strength, you don't even know it's the year of the monkey when you walk to the Maha District." The skinny old man revealed With a little smile, he said.

Han Li heard the words, but he was not in a hurry to leave, and said again: "I just came here, and I heard a few people talking, and I really have some doubts in my heart. Why isn't the Holy Master in power now?"

"Which backcountry do you come from? Is the news so closed? The Holy Master re-closed it five hundred years ago, and now the third prince is in charge." The middle-aged man was taken aback when he heard the words, and laughed.

"So that's the case, but wasn't the eldest prince in charge before?" Han Li suddenly realized, then frowned and asked in doubt.

"The eldest prince has been missing for more than a thousand years. Some say it's in seclusion, some say it's traveling abroad, and some say it's under house arrest by the Holy Master. In short, there are all kinds of strange things, and you can say anything." The skinny old man laughed.

"Thank you very much."

Han Li clasped his fists in thanks, turned around and walked along the main road in the city towards the market.

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A few days later, at night.

Among the continuous palaces in the northern garden of the imperial city, the lights were brightly lit, and teams of demon warriors were patrolling with halberds, and the guards were heavily guarded.

In the shadow of the palace wall, a figure crouched down, quickly passing through the palaces. It was dressed in black and looked like an ordinary demon youth. It was Han Li.

At this moment, the aura on his body was almost completely suppressed, and his actions were all based on outstanding physical strength, without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, and naturally he would not attract the attention of the patrolling soldiers.

And the magic circles hidden everywhere in the palace wall, in his view, are very clear, and none of them were triggered during the rapid movement.

Not long after, his figure came outside a beautiful independent palace.

Before approaching the hall door, Han Li wrinkled his nose slightly, and smelled a strong smell of medicinal herbs. Looking at the entire hall, he found that all the windows around were tightly closed, and there was faint mist coming out from the roof.

After checking for a while, he raised his hand to press a restriction on the door of the palace, and a silver lightning flashed in his palm, and a cobweb-like lightning spread immediately, covering the entire door.

The runes hidden on the door were destroyed almost instantly, and the original restriction completely lost its effect.

Han Li gently pushed the hall door, and with a flash of his figure, he entered the hall.

As soon as his figure appeared, before he could clearly see the situation in front of him, there was a loud noise in his ears.

He had expected this a long time ago, his figure suddenly became short, and he threw his fists forward, and the two clusters of stars on the ends of the fists lit up, and instantly fell on the two people who were sneaking up close.

Only two muffled sounds of "bang bang" came.

Immediately, two figures flew upside down from in front of Han Li, smashed heavily on the two pillars, and fell limply.

Han Li didn't intend to violently kill people, so the strength of these two punches was very ingenious. They both hit the two key acupoints of the two men, causing their demon energy to stagnate, and they just passed out. .

"Since you don't kill people, you're here to beg for help..." Along with the sound of splashes, a hoarse voice sounded.

Han Li didn't speak immediately, but looked forward.

In the middle of the palace, there was a pool in the shape of a courtyard, filled with a pool of black slurry, which looked a little viscous, and was rolling slowly, and the layers of mist were coming out of it.

In the middle of the pool, a bloated figure stood up slowly. His body was covered with an extremely large black cloak, which completely covered his head and body, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

"Fellow Daoist, is your surname Li?" Seeing that Han Li was silent, the man continued to ask.

His bloated body slowly walked out of the pool, and it seemed as if a flame was rising from his body. There was a billowing heat wave, and the black cloak was quickly dried out.

Hearing this, Han Li felt a little strange in his heart, and asked noncommittally, "Fellow Daoist is the High Priest?"

"What's the matter, Fellow Daoist Li has worked so hard to find you all the way, but you're still not sure if I'm the one you're looking for?" The man asked again.

"The High Priest lives in seclusion, and his whereabouts have always been secretive. Today's precautions should not be so lax, so I am a little uncertain." Han Li frowned slightly and said.

"Being in a palace full of palaces, with two early Taiyi cultivators serving as personal guards, isn't that a heavy defense? Hehe, I think it's just that you, Daoist Li, have a better skill." The bloated man laughed.

"I don't have much time, so I won't fight with you. Since you are the high priest, you should know what I'm asking for?" Han Li asked without changing his expression.

"I knew it more than a thousand years ago, but it's a pity that I can't do what fellow Taoists ask for." The high priest said with a sigh.

"I can't do it... If that's the case, then I will have to lift your head first, and then go to see the real high priest." Han Li sneered when he heard this.

"It seems fellow daoists still don't want to believe that I am the high priest?" A hoarse voice sounded, looking a little helpless.

"Since you are the high priest, but you haven't even looked at it, how do you know you can't do it, you can't save it?" Han Li asked in a deep voice.

"More than a thousand years ago, I made up a hexagram, and the hexagram showed that things cannot be done." The high priest sighed.

"What can't be done is not what can't be done? Why does the high priest say that it can't be done?" Han Li sneered.

"It's a big taboo to do something when you know it can't be done." The high priest shook his head and said.

"Now that more than a thousand years have passed, the high priest might as well make another suggestion, maybe it can be done again?" Han Li suppressed the fluctuation in his heart, and asked again.

The high priest was slightly suffocated when he heard the words, and smiled again: "Since this is the case, I will make another suggestion. If things still cannot be done, can Fellow Daoist Li no longer force others to make things difficult?"

Han Li was noncommittal when he heard this.

Seeing this, the high priest just shook his head slightly, rubbed his palms in front of him, ejected five spending coins from his palm, threw them casually, and suddenly stretched out the other palm, spread them out evenly, and took the spending money again.

Five coins were arranged in the palm of his palm in the shape of a plum blossom, and there were two or three of the front and back facing up.

After the high priest raised his hand and flicked the money, his expression suddenly changed, and he frowned and asked, "Who are you? Why is your fate so chaotic?"

"High Priest, you seem to have counted something that shouldn't be counted?" Han Li's voice suddenly turned cold.

As soon as the words fell, light flashed around him, and nine green bamboo bee cloud swords whizzed out, cutting the surrounding space into pieces, and the sword pointed directly at the high priest from all directions.

When the latter saw this, a strange look flashed in his eyes, his expression suddenly changed as if he suddenly thought of something, and he asked, "Could the surname of fellow Daoist be Han?"

"It seems that you really want to die..." Han Li said slowly without changing his expression.

"I think from the standpoint that we are both members of the Hall of Reincarnation, fellow Taoists shouldn't do this, right?" the high priest smiled hoarsely and said slowly.

After finishing speaking, he slowly raised his arm, and a bloodless white palm protruded from the wide sleeve robe, holding a palm-sized circular token with three big characters "Reincarnation Order" engraved on it .

Seeing this, Han Li's eyes changed slightly, but he was also full of doubts.

"Did you know my identity through the news from the Hall of Reincarnation?" Han Li asked without putting away the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword.

"It's not important... what's important is that what you ask for can be done today." The high priest shook his head and said slowly.

When Han Li heard this, he raised his hand without saying a word, and a silver light door emerged out of thin air, and a scene of a small building interior appeared inside the door.

"Could this... be the legendary treasure of the cave?" the high priest asked in surprise.

"That's right, the High Priest will wait a moment..." Han Li nodded and said.

After finishing speaking, he stepped into the building, raised his hand to hug the crying soul, and turned back to the hall.