Chapter 1221

A few months later, in the early morning.

Before the sun rose over the city wall, Jiuyuan City was already bustling with people. The streets were filled with pedestrians.

It was different from the usual bustling crowd. Today, no matter where in the city, the pedestrians all had a leisurely appearance. They would either gather in groups of three to five to chat, or stand by the roadside in a scattered manner.

These people all had expectant looks on their faces. From time to time, they would look up at the sky as if they were waiting for something.

Among the crowd, a handsome young man in white robes shuttled through the crowd and slowly walked into the city. However, he was listening to the discussions of the people around him.

He was none other than Han Li, who had changed his appearance and aura under the black mask of the Samsara Temple.

"I heard that the Immortal Ambassador from the Central Mainland Celestial Realm is very arrogant. Not only does he have a large entourage, but even the Palace Lord of our Golden Origin Celestial Palace is accompanying him. He has attracted a lot of attention along the way," said a brown-robed old man.

"After all, he's an Immortal Ambassador from the Heavenly Court. His status is extraordinary. Otherwise, why would he be welcomed by the Temple Lord of Jiuyuan Temple, Chun Jun Immortal?

Moreover, he's here to deliver the Bodhi Token. This is a treasure that many Zenith Heaven Cultivators covet. Who wouldn't want it?

Who wouldn't worship him as if he's their ancestor? "said another middle-aged man in luxurious clothes.

"That's a certificate to attend the Bodhi Banquet. Who wouldn't want it?" Another person said enviously.

Han Li just listened. He did not speak, nor did he stop. He walked all the way to the end.

"Yo … he's here!" At this moment, a cry of surprise was heard.

There was a sudden commotion on the street. Everyone stopped talking and looked up at the sky.

The young man in white clothes also stopped. He stood at the corner of the street and looked up at the sky above the city wall.

It was as if the sun had just risen, and the sky was shining with a dazzling golden light.

The rays of light were scattered, like the precious light of Buddhism. The surroundings reflected a circle of seven-colored flying rainbow. Even higher up in the sky, there was even more multicolored light, gathering a large number of colorful clouds.

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

Just as someone was about to complain, a burst of heavenly Sanskrit music suddenly rang out from the sky. Then, a layer of colorful light suddenly spread from outside the city, directly across the top of the city, extending into the city.

The restrictive spell formation of the city automatically opened a passage that was a thousand feet wide for it, allowing the beam of light to shine through.

Han Li's eyes squinted as he saw numerous five colored lotus silhouettes appear on the path condensed from multicolored light, and they were enshrouded with a fragrant fragrance that practically enveloped the entire city.

Rumble!

Along with a series of thunderous booms, eight golden-armored Qilins galloped over from the colorful, colorful road in the sky. Their bodies shone with golden light, and the sound of their hooves landing was like thunder.

Behind them was a huge imperial carriage with an exaggerated shape, carved beams, painted rafters, and inlaid with pearls and jade. It looked like an extremely gorgeous golden pavilion.

Behind the imperial carriage was a long line of people. Among them were golden-armored cavalrymen and immortal cultivators with various Dharma treasures. Although the number was not as exaggerated as what people had said before, it was still very large.

There was a white jade railing in front of the imperial carriage, and behind the railing stood a tall man wearing a golden crown and a heavenly official's costume. He had a square face, slender eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and thin lips. His face was full of arrogance.

Han Li only took a glance and felt that this person's expression was unpleasant. He wanted to turn around and leave, but when his eyes fell on the two people behind that person, his expression changed slightly.

One of them was a man of medium build and ordinary appearance. His expression was quite peaceful, and he looked very ordinary. If it was not for his position and he was wearing the Immortal Palace's costume, it would be very difficult to connect him with Lu Chuanfeng, the Palace Master of the Immortal Palace in the Major Golden Origin Celestial Domain.

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

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

While he was surprised, there was also a light in the sky above the city. More than ten figures wrapped in multicolored light landed on the colorful road.

Compared to the array of Immortal Ambassadors, these people looked much more ordinary. But as soon as they appeared, the entire Nine Origin City was almost in an uproar, and there was a tsunami of cheers everywhere.

Han Li focused his gaze and saw that their leader wore a dark green Daoist robe and a lotus flower crown on his head. He had a square face that conformed to the norm. His facial features weren't particularly striking, but his face glowed with radiance. He appeared to be tall and straight with a majestic appearance.

So there was no need to guess. Han Li knew that this person was most likely the Temple Master of the Nine Origin Temple, Daoist Chun Jun.

Two more Daoists stood behind him. One of them had a thin figure, high and protruding cheekbones, a goatee, and a pair of extremely clear eyes. He wore an extremely ancient grey Daoist robe, and he emanated an indescribable and special aura, causing him to seem like an otherworldly expert.

The other person looked to be around the age of 40. He had a tall and robust figure, and he wore an extremely gorgeous violet Daoist robe. His hair was combed into a bun, and he didn't wear any Daoist crown. His face was angular, and his expression didn't change at all, causing him to seem like a statue of a heavenly king.

Since these two people could follow behind Daoist Chun Jun, it was naturally not difficult to guess their identities. They were most likely the two Deputy Temple Masters of the Nine Origin Temple.

Han Li didn't know much about them. He only knew that the old man in the grey Daoist robe was called Yang Junzi, and the middle-aged man in the violet Daoist robe was called Daoist Chun Lei.

There were over 10 people standing behind these two people, and all of them looked respectful.

Han Li immediately caught sight of another familiar face among them. It was none other than the Wondrous Magic Lord who had once pursued him.

At this moment, Ingenious Spell's attention had gone past the Immortal Ambassador and fell directly on Chi Meng who was behind him. The latter was unwilling to show weakness, and she stared back. Sparks flashed faintly where their gazes met.

Obviously, the enmity between the two women was completely formed because of the pursuit of Han Li.

"Welcome, Immortal Ambassador Feng Tian. My Nine Origin Temple has failed to welcome you." Daoist Chun Jun said in a clear voice.

"Daoist Chun Jun is too kind."

…

When Han Li saw that both sides had begun to exchange conventional greetings, he immediately lost interest in watching. Amidst the tsunami of shouts from the crowd, he squeezed his way through and returned to the inn.

As soon as he returned to his courtyard, Han Li saw a tall Young man and a young woman in a white outfit and a bamboo hat standing at the entrance of the courtyard. They seemed to be waiting for him.

As soon as he saw the two, Han Li frowned and looked at them, but he didn't say anything.

The woman in the bamboo hat suddenly smiled sweetly and said, "Fellow Dragon Fifth, won't you invite us in for a cup of tea?"

"Are you Fellow Jiao San?" Han Li asked tentatively.

"The Immortal Ambassador of the Heavenly Court has arrived, and I should tell you the details of this mission." The woman in the bamboo hat said.

"Please come in."

Han Li no longer hesitated. He walked forward and waved his hand to open the courtyard's restriction, and the two people entered.

The three of them entered the house and sat around the table.

Han Li noticed that after the tall young man entered the small courtyard, his gaze fell on Han Li's body. The tall young man stared at Han Li, sizing him up without the slightest intention of avoiding his gaze.

"Fellow Jiao San, may I ask who this is?" Han Li asked curiously.

"He is one of the Vice Temple Masters of the Samsara Temple, Fellow Wu Yang." Jiao San explained.

Han Li's expression changed slightly when he heard this name.

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

"I saw your portrait in the Zhen Yan Sect's ruins, and I heard Fellow Hot Fire mention you." Han Li said.

"Hei Huo … is that bastard's disciple?" Hearing this, Wu Yang pondered for a moment before a hint of anger appeared on his face.

"Fellow Jiao San, don't be agitated. Fellow Hot Fire did not rebel with Qi Mozi, and he has already died in the Dust World." Han Li immediately said.

"I heard from Jiu Zhen that Qi Mozi almost died at your hands?" Wu Yang's expression became serious as he said this.

Han Li had not heard of Gan Jiu Zhen for a long time, so he did not think of Jiao San. He hesitated for a while before nodding and saying, "I was lucky enough to defeat him, but I did not manage to kill him."

"So you really have the Five Elemental Fantasy World Manual?" Wu Yang suddenly asked.

As soon as this question was asked, the atmosphere in the room became tense.

"You want it?

Han Li's brows furrowed slightly upon hearing this, and he was silent for a long while before finally replying.

Hearing this, Wu Yang's expression changed slightly. He did not expect Han Li to be so straightforward. He did not dare to believe it.

"This manual originally belonged to the Zhen Yan Sect. I am only half a disciple of Old Ancestor Mi Luo. You are the true disciple of the Zhen Yan Sect. Passing it to you is my way of repaying the Old Ancestor's kindness." Han Li said.

A hint of guilt flashed across Wu Yang's eyes when he heard this. He remained silent for a long time before he finally spoke, "Keep this' Major Five Elemental Fantasy World Technique 'well. Don't let it be lost."

"Why?" Han Li was puzzled.

"That year, apart from the traitor, the rest of my Senior Brothers and Junior Brothers were all buried together with him. I was the only one left alive. That's already considered a betrayal of the sect. Moreover, I've been letting that bastard Qi Mozi roam freely all these years. I didn't even manage to clean up the sect. What right do I have to inherit the [Great Five Elements Fantasy World Art]?"

Han Li wanted to persuade him again, but Wu Yang waved his hand and said, "I have made up my mind. You don't have to say anything more."

"If that is the case, I will keep the manual. If you want to rebuild the Zhen Yan Sect in the future, I will return it to you." Han Li had to give up and said.