Chapter 1223

Han Li glanced over and saw that the huge man had fierce eyebrows and a rough face. His aura was extremely thick. He was a Middle-stage Golden Heaven Realm cultivator.

Although the other party's words revealed a sense of familiarity, Zhou Xianyang did not recognize him.

However, Han Li understood what was going on after thinking about it for a while. He greeted him with a smile, "Fellow Zhou, it's been so many years. It's really been a long time …"

The two of them walked closer and exchanged a quick glance before they started chatting.

The long-bearded old man's eyes narrowed and he secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he did not make things difficult for this person. It seemed like he was really an old friend of the Sect Leader.

Zhou Xianyang and Han Li chatted happily as they walked to the hall of the courtyard.

"Elder Zhu, prepare a banquet. Today, I'm going to use the Azure Mist Dew that I've treasured for ten thousand years to welcome my old friend." Zhou Xianyang said to the long-bearded old man with a face full of smiles.

"Yes." The latter nodded when he heard this.

After the long-bearded old man left, Zhou Xianyang invited Han Li into the house and waved his hand. A silver door of light appeared.

The two of them did not speak. They stepped into the door of light and came to a secret room.

"That Elder Zhu that you saw just now is a spy planted by the Golden Origin Immortal Palace. As such, I had no choice but to put on a show of reuniting with an old friend. Please don't take offense, Fellow Daoist Han," Zhou Xianyang said as he cupped his fists.

"Looks like it's not easy being a spy, Sect Leader Zhou." Han Li said with a smile.

"Not at all. Fortunately, Elder Zhu is a little scheming but not smart enough. It's been quite peaceful these past few years.

This time, the higher-ups are going to make a big move. I'm ready. "Zhou Xianyang said in a low voice.

"Fellow Jiao San did not tell me about the specific situation. She only said that she would listen to Sect Leader Zhou's arrangements." Han Li cupped his fists and said.

"Friend Han, you're being too polite. Fellow Jiao San did not tell me that.

She clearly told me to focus on my Friend Han and provide all the necessary assistance. "Zhou Xianyang heard this and smiled.

"I'm not being polite. Han doesn't know much about this mission, so I'll have to trouble Sect Leader Zhou to explain it to me in detail." Han Li's eyes narrowed as he spoke.

"The Heavenly Court holds a Bodhi Banquet, which basically only happens once every five million years. Ten thousand immortals of the Immortal World are invited to share the Bodhi Dao Fruit. It's extremely rare.

However, in the past, only those who were invited were qualified to go. This is the first time that only a quota is given and there are no restrictions on the number of participants, "Zhou Xianyang said.

"Oh, wasn't it like this in the past … Then what's the reason for this arrangement?" Han Li asked again.

"I'm not sure, but it's not a bad thing for us.

There are a total of 100 quotas in the Great Golden Origin Celestial Realm. Among them, Jiuyuan Temple and Baizao Mountain took up more than half, while the Golden Origin Celestial Palace and Life Alliance took up less than half. There are only 12 quotas left for the remaining sects, and we have to fight for one of them, "Zhou Xianyang shook his head and continued.

"May I know who the participating sects are and how strong they are?" Han Li asked.

"The Life Alliance controls more than half of the small and medium-sized sects in the Golden Origin Celestial Realm, so their quotas are decided by the Life Alliance.

The remaining 12 quotas will be decided by the other medium-sized sects who have not participated in the Life Alliance. Although there are less than half of the competitors, there are still 96 sects participating, "Zhou Xianyang said.

"The 12 quotas will be decided by 96 sects. If there are no accidents, there will be three rounds of competition to be the winner.

Moreover, this Bodhi Banquet is of a high standard, so I'm sure all the sects will spare no effort to send their most powerful disciples to participate, right? "Han Li frowned and asked.

"That's right.

However, you can rest assured that the Ancestral Masters, Elders, and Sect Leaders of the various sects will not participate in the competition because of their status.

However, we can't rule out the possibility that some Sect Leaders will disregard their status and participate in the competition because they are greedy for the Bodhi Dao Fruit, "Zhou Xianyang nodded and said.

"Since Sect Leader Zhou said so, I'm sure someone will do it, right?" Han Li smiled and asked.

"That's right. Our Prominence Sect's sworn enemy, the Solitary Sun Peak's Peak Master, Si Kongjian.

This guy is sinister and cunning. He never cares about his own identity to achieve his goals. He once killed a talented genius in our sect in order to avenge his only son.

Since then, he has been hiding in the Solitary Sun Peak and did not come out. Our Prominence Sect chased after hundreds of their disciples, but we did not see him come out, "Zhou Xianyang said angrily.

"I wonder what his cultivation and battle strength is like?" Han Li asked.

"Si Kongjian was in the Early-stage of the Grand Luo Realm before, but he has been in closed-door cultivation in recent years. I wonder if he was fated to cut off a corpse and break through to the Middle-stage of the Grand Luo Realm.

However, this guy's battle strength was half a level higher than cultivators of the same level when he was in the Early-stage, so we must not underestimate him.

Of course, the best case scenario is to not encounter him, "Zhou Xianyang said solemnly.

"It's hard to guarantee that we won't encounter him by drawing lots. I hope that Sect Leader Zhou can sort out his detailed information and give it to me.

If I really encounter him in the selection, I'll be prepared.

Apart from him, is there anyone else we should pay attention to? "Han Li asked with a nod.

"Luo Yuanshan from the Green Regret Forest, Elder Zhao from the Wuji Mountain, Fairy Zi Luo from the Heavenly Remote Lake … These people are powerful and are very likely to represent their sects in the competition. I'll sort out their information and give it to you later," Zhou Xianyang said as he counted a dozen names.

"That's great," Han Li said with a smile.

"This time, Friend Han needs to use the identity of my Junior Brother Chang Qi to participate in the selection.

He travels all year round and not many people in the sect have seen his face, so it won't be a problem to bluff his way through. The difficult thing is that my Junior Brother is a Mystic Cultivator. He doesn't even practice many of our sect's techniques. He only reached the Late-stage of Primordial Unity with his Mystic Body Refining Technique.

Friend Han, if you use his identity to participate in the competition, I'm afraid that you won't be able to use many of our techniques, "Zhou Xianyang said worriedly.

"Mystic Cultivator?

Haha … that's exactly what I want, "Han Li said with a smile. He understood why Jiao San asked him to come here.

"Could it be that Friend Han is also a Mystic Cultivator?" Zhou Xianyang raised his eyebrows and said with surprise.

Han Li's heart skipped a beat. He silently activated the Heavenly Fiend Prison Suppression Technique and a strong aura suddenly erupted from his body. More than nine hundred Mystic Apertures lit up and the entire secret room was illuminated.

"I didn't expect that Friend Han's Mystic Cultivation has reached such a level. My Junior Brother can't even compare to you," Zhou Xianyang murmured as his expression changed.

He did not know that Han Li did not reveal all of his Immortal Apertures in order not to scare him.

"Sect Leader Zhou, I'm sorry," Han Li said with a smile.

"Since that's the case, there's nothing to worry about.

Junior Brother Chang Qi, come out, "Zhou Xianyang said with a relaxed expression.

When Han Li heard this, he turned his gaze toward the inner hall of the secret chamber, only to see a thin and frail young man walk out from the secret door. He wore azure robes and appeared to be a refined and refined man. He didn't appear to be a Profound cultivator at all.

"Greetings, Senior Martial Brother, Fellow Daoist Han," the young man said as he clasped his hands in salute.

"Your Mystic Cultivation is so restrained. It's almost at the stage of returning to the original state. It's not easy," Han Li said as he bowed back.

The scholarly youth named Chang Qi's eyes lit up and he said, "Fellow Daoist Han was able to see through me with a single glance. It seems my cultivation is still lacking."

"You're too humble, Friend Chang Qi." Han Li smiled.

"Friend Han, there's still more than a month until the selection for the Bodhi Banquet. In this month, you should try your best to familiarize yourself with my Junior Brother's Mystic Cultivation. Even though you can't perfect it, you should at least be able to scare people and not expose your identity.

Also, you should know how to use the mask of the Samsara Temple, right? "Zhou Xianyang asked.

"Fellow Daoist Jiao San has already taught me this." Han Li nodded.

"Then let's not waste any more time. You can start now," Zhou Xianyang said.

Han Li and Chang Qi looked at each other. Chang Qi's expression did not change as he nodded.

"I'm sorry …" Han Li said apologetically.

After that, he made a gesture with both hands and silently chanted a spell. The originally handsome face on his face suddenly became blurred, and the black mask that covered his original face appeared.

The talisman on the mask lit up and a thick layer of black fog came out. It flowed down from Han Li's body and wrapped him up.

After the fog fell to the ground, it condensed into a line and came to Chang Qi's feet like a living creature.

Chang Qi put his hands behind his back and looked nervous. However, he remained standing and did not make any unnecessary movements.

More and more black mist gathered under his feet, and eventually, it spread up and enveloped him.

Han Li and Chang Qi stood opposite each other. The black fog formed a bridge between them. Their faces were blurry and could not be seen clearly. However, one could clearly feel that Chang Qi's aura was being attracted by the black fog and was gathering on Han Li's body.

Zhou Xianyang stood to the side and looked at the two people who were wrapped up like black and brown. A look of anticipation flashed in his eyes.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the black mist that had gathered around Chang Qi's body was the first to disperse and fall down, following the black line on the ground and returning to Han Li's body.

Han Li's body shrank at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye. Soon, he was as tall as Chang Qi.

Immediately after, the gurgling mist flowed upwards and returned to the black mask. In the end, it was completely absorbed by the mask, and the mask lit up with a dark light.

As the black light dissipated, a new face appeared on Han Li's face. It looked exactly the same as Chang Qi.

Zhou Xianyang's eyes lit up and he quickly looked up and down. However, he found that the two "Chang Qi" in front of him, whether it was the figure, the aura, or the aura fluctuations, they were exactly the same. He could not tell them apart.

The real Chang Qi, because a lot of Celestial Spiritual Power was absorbed by the mask, had an unstable aura. It was more like a disguise than the fake Han Li.