Chapter 1354

"Yes.

I haven't been back for many years, but there hasn't been much change here. "Han Li looked at the Black Wind City in front of him and said with some emotion.

After the Samsara Temple invaded the Northern Frost Celestial Realm, it didn't seem to have much impact on the daily life of this city.

In fact, thinking back, the Samsara Temple had been lurking in the True Immortal Realm for so many years, gradually developing into a secret force that could compete with the Heavenly Court, and its relationship with all parties was even more complicated. But in fact, for ordinary middle and low level cultivators and even mortals, they actually didn't feel anything.

Once even these people felt it, it meant that this force was ready to surface.

While thinking, he entered the city through the gate with Nangong Wan, looking at the surrounding streets along the way, his eyes flashing.

"My husband, what are you looking at?" Nangong Wan asked curiously.

"I'm now facing the critical juncture of Corpse Beheading, and the most important thing is to comprehend. I plan to walk along the places I went after ascending to the True Immortal Realm, step by step again, and recall the past in order to temper my state of mind." Han Li said.

Nangong Wan's current cultivation level was not high enough, and she didn't understand what Han Li said. But since Han Li said so, she naturally wouldn't disbelieve him, so she nodded and said nothing.

Han Li stayed in the Black Wind City with Nangong Wan for two days, and told some of the things he had experienced in the past, combined with the scenery, and Nangong Wan naturally listened with great interest.

After the two left the Black Wind City, they crossed the Desolate Wind Continent and came to the Wasteland Continent outside, continuing to search for the traces of the past.

Half a year later, the two passed by the Candle Dragon Path of the Ancient Cloud Continent.

This was also the first sect that Han Li officially joined after entering the True Immortal Realm. After cultivating here for a long time, it could be regarded as his second hometown in the Immortal Realm.

What surprised him was that the Candle Dragon Path, which used to shake the Northern Frost Celestial Realm, was now sparsely populated. There were faint traces of fighting everywhere, and it was no longer as prosperous as it used to be.

Han Li used his Divine Sense to explore a little, and soon found out the reason.

The Northern Frost Celestial Realm was originally a small Celestial Realm, but as one of the three major cultivation forces in the realm, the Torch Dragon Taoist Sect had a strong foundation. However, because of the incident with Bai Liyan, they were besieged by the Heavenly Court, and in addition to the incident at the Dark Frost Celestial Palace that year, almost all the people from the Torch Dragon Taoist Sect who entered the Dark Frost Celestial Palace were killed, and their strength was severely damaged. Since then, they began to show signs of decline.

Of course, the Cangliu Palace and the Fuling Sect were more or less affected by this battle.

Then, when the Dust World invaded the Northern Frost Celestial Realm, the three sects failed to respond properly and suffered heavy losses again, which was why they ended up like this.

Han Li sighed inwardly and used a concealment technique to enter the Crimson Afterglow Peak with Nangong Wan.

This place hadn't changed much since he left. Moreover, ever since he left, this place seemed to have been abandoned. No one had come to live here.

Han Li sat down on the top of the Crimson Afterglow Peak and recalled the time when he was cultivating in the Fire Dragon Cult. He was determined to pursue the law of time, anxious to find Daoist Xie, and worried about the pursuers that might come at any time.

He stored these emotions in his heart and repeatedly recalled them, and the memories became clearer and clearer.

His past was like a mirror that reflected his truest self.

Han Li thought back to everything that had happened in the past, and he gradually came to understand his true self and what it meant to be a true self.

Nangong Wan didn't disturb Han Li, and she sat quietly beside him.

They sat there for half a month. On this day, when the sun had set and the last ray of light had also sunk into the sky, Han Li stood up with a faint smile on his face.

Nangong Wan looked at Han Li with a strange look in her eyes.

Han Li's expression and temperament seemed to have changed a little, but she couldn't tell what it was exactly.

"Looks like the Heart Refinement that husband mentioned is true. The cultivation of the Zenith Heaven Realm is really mysterious," Nangong Wan thought.

"Let's go," Han Li said indifferently, and a golden light wrapped around the two of them, and they flew into the sky.

…

The Yuanhuang City at the border of the Northern Frost Celestial Realm was like a giant beast crawling at the border, blocking everything outside.

Outside the city was a vast desert. As far as the eye could see, one could only see a boundless yellow, and the sand dunes stretched all the way to the end of the horizon.

Han Li and Nangong Wan sat in the void, looking at the city below and the desert in the distance.

…

In the wilderness between the Northern Frost Celestial Realm and the Black Mountain Celestial Realm, two rays of light flew slowly, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, but overall, they didn't seem to be in a hurry. They seemed to be admiring the scenery below.

…

Black Mountain Celestial Realm, Floating Cloud Mountain Range, Wild Crane Valley.

The Black Mountain Celestial Realm was close to the Northern Frost Celestial Realm, and it was greatly affected by the Dust World's attack.

The Wild Crane Valley was now desolate, and no one lived there. Mo Wu Xue and Yu Zi Qi, who had chosen to stay, had also disappeared.

Han Li and Nangong Wan sat beside the stone table in the valley, where everyone often gathered, and drank wine.

…

Black Soil Celestial Realm, Illusory Smoke Swamp.

Han Li and Nangong Wan walked in it, and a white mist floated in the swamp. It was just an ordinary mist, and when it came into contact with the two of them, it would automatically go around them.

"This is the entrance to the Truth Sect's ruins. There doesn't seem to be that kind of hallucinogenic mist?" Nangong Wan said.

"That kind of mist only appears at a specific time," Han Li said.

His appearance was no different from before, but the aura he emitted had changed a lot. His expression revealed a sharp feeling, as if it could cut through everything.

An indescribable pressure was emitted from Han Li's body, and all living things within a radius of hundreds of miles hid in the swamp, trembling.

"Husband, do you think we can still enter the Truth Sect's ruins? I'm still very curious about that place," Nangong Wan said.

"The Truth Sect's ruins have already been swallowed by the spatial crack. I'm afraid it has been completely destroyed, and it will be difficult to see it again," Han Li shook his head.

"Then husband, where are we going next?

Continue to the Dust World?

But now that the Truth Sect's ruins have disappeared, how can we go to the Dust World? "Nangong Wan said.

"Let's not go to the Dust World," Han Li shook his head.

In the past, he could go to the Dust World because the Dust World had opened a spatial passage to this place.

Now that the passage had been destroyed, the Dust World was different from the Demon Domain. It was located in a very distant world, and even with his current cultivation, it would not be easy to go there.

Not only the Dust World, but also the Demon Domain.

Daoist Xie had been defeated, and the Demon Domain had fallen into the hands of the Demon Lord. If he went there now and was discovered by the Demon Lord, he might be in big trouble.

A contemplative expression appeared on Han Li's face. After these past few days of recollections and refinement, he had gained a deeper understanding of his own self. He was now quite confident in severing his own self.

He was considering whether he should try cutting off his Self Corpse.

At this moment, a streak of light appeared in the distant sky, flying toward them.

Han Li looked in that direction and did not find it strange.

The Illusory Smoke Swamp was rich in spiritual energy and produced a lot of spiritual materials. Before the Illusory Smoke Swamp appeared, many cultivators would enter it to search for treasures.

Han Li did not want to meet outsiders to avoid destroying his state of mind, so he was about to leave with Nangong Wan.

At this moment, his eyes flashed, and a surprised expression appeared on his face. He waved his hand, releasing a golden light and bringing Nangong Wan to meet the streak of light.

Seeing Han Li's grand streak of light approaching, the cultivator in the streak of light jumped in fright and stopped, revealing the figure of a white-robed old man.

With a flash of golden light, Han Li and Nangong Wan appeared.

"Li brat, it's you!" The white-haired old man pointed at Han Li with a shocked expression.

"Daoist Hu Yan, long time no see. I didn't expect to see you here since we parted in the Black Wind Sea." Han Li smiled.

The white-robed old man was none other than Daoist Hu Yan.

Daoist Hu Yan looked at Han Li and said, "I also didn't expect to see you here. Your cultivation has improved a lot. I can't see through it at all. What realm are you at now?"

"I've experienced a lot these years, so my cultivation has improved a little.

On the other hand, Daoist Hu Yan, your cultivation seems to have regressed. Did something happen to your cultivation? "Han Li asked.

At this moment, Daoist Hu Yan's cultivation had dropped to the True Immortal Realm.

"Haha!

Power and wealth are but fleeting clouds. Cultivation and magic are also dust. It's just a trivial matter. "Daoist Hu Yan laughed, as if he did not care about the drop in his cultivation.

Han Li was moved and said with a smile, "Daoist Hu Yan is still so perceptive. I'm ashamed of my inferiority. I admire you."

Daoist Huyan's words were quite similar to what he had comprehended over the past few days. Moreover, it seemed that Daoist Huyan's comprehension was on a higher level than his own.

Daoist Hu Yan laughed and scolded, "What do you mean by perceptive? I drank too much, and my brain was spoiled. I don't care about anything now."

Although Nangong Wan had a smile on her face, she was extremely shocked when she saw the two of them chatting.

In her memory, Han Li had always been rather rigid when interacting with others. He rarely talked and laughed with others.

Moreover, it could be seen that the two of them had a good relationship.

Daoist Hu Yan looked at Nangong Wan, then at Han Li, and asked meaningfully, "Ah, look at me. I was so focused on talking to you that I forgot to ask you. Who is this fairy?"

"This is Wan 'er, my dao companion.

Wan 'er, this is Daoist Hu Yan. He helped me a lot in the past. "Han Li introduced them.

"So it's Daoist Hu Yan. I'm Nangong Wan. Thank you for taking care of my husband in the past." Nangong Wan curtsied.

Daoist Hu Yan winked at Han Li, then returned Nangong Wan's greeting with a serious expression. "Fairy Nangong, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Han Li asked with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Hu Yan, it's been a long time. Do you want to find a place to drink with me?"

Daoist Hu Yan smiled and said, "What place?

If the two of you don't mind, why don't you come to my residence for a while? "Daoist Huyan said with a smile.

"Alright!

Then let's go to your residence and ask for a cup of wine.

I hope that your wine-making skills haven't deteriorated over the years. "

Han Li naturally agreed. Daoist Hu Yan was one of the few friends he could befriend. After not seeing him for a long time, he wanted to chat with him more.

"Haha, I don't dare to boast about my cultivation, but I've been studying the Dao of wine-making every day!

Let's go! "

When Daoist Hu Yan saw Han Li agree, he was so happy that he almost danced with joy. Thus, he brought the two of them out of the Illusory Smoke Swamp. They quickly flew out of the swamp, and a mountain range appeared before them.