Sword Immortal Cultivation Handbook

Chapter 172 The Strange Han Lian
After a while, Shen Zhiyu frowned slightly, and glanced at the wall connecting the next room, feeling puzzled.

The last time she stayed in the cave for too long, she was too lazy to waste her real energy to maintain the phantom cicada's transformed appearance, but this time she had clearly disguised her, how did Han Lian recognize her? !
And the hidden talisman on her body just lost its effect, and then she was recognized by Han Lian immediately!

Could it be that Han Lian has something that can see through illusions?Even the phantom cicada can see clearly, what level of natural material and earthly treasure is this?If it's a magic weapon, maybe it's a top magic weapon, or even a spiritual weapon.

It's not impossible, after all, this Uncle Han has always been very rich and powerful.While Shen Zhiyu was thinking, she took off the small cicada slough hanging around her neck and played with it in her hand.

But this also reminded her that the phantom cicada slough is not omnipotent, and next time it will be transfigured after the face is changed, and double insurance will work.

Also, Senior Brother Qin, who was away from home, seemed to talk a lot more. What he said just now almost caught up with the volume of the previous year.But this team seems to be headed by Senior Brother Qin, so it's not surprising that he talks a lot.

And she didn't see Elder Jin Dan who was accepted as a slave in the mouth of the stone.

While I was thinking slowly, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

The visitor didn't cover up the sound of footsteps and breath, Shen Zhiyu released a beam of real energy to wrap around the door bolt, and then opened the door with a wave of his hand.

The person standing outside the door was Han Lian. He still had warm moisture on his body, and he had changed into a dark blue wide-sleeved robe. His long hair was half-dry and half-wet scattered behind him, as if he had just finished taking a bath. .

Shen Zhiyu raised his eyebrows, "Why is Senior Brother Han here?"

Han Lian entered the room without closing the door, walked slowly and sat down opposite Shen Zhiyu, "I've come to talk to you."

Came to chat?Shen Zhiyu looked at him in amazement, but she never thought it was the reason. After a moment of reaction, she asked, "Senior Brother Han wants...to talk about?"

Han Lian didn't make a sound, just glanced at her silently, and said slowly, "Can I make a pot of tea?"

Shen Zhiyu suddenly thought of Han Lian's tortoise behavior in the Yangjiaoxia cave, her eyelids twitched, but she didn't say anything, and quickly made a pot of spiritual tea.

Simply boiling water to make tea is not particular at all. After brewing, Shen Zhiyu poured a cup and handed it over, then stared at him quietly.

It's written all over your face that you're picky, and I'll throw you out!

After Han Lian took the spirit tea, he held it in both hands, lowered his eyes to the ground, and didn't speak for a while.

Shen Zhiyu withdrew her gaze from staring at him, and poured herself a cup of tea. Since the tea was boiling hot, she sipped it in small sips, waiting for the man to speak.

When Shen Zhiyu's cup of tea was almost bottomed out, Han Lian's eyelashes trembled slightly, looked at her, and said slowly, "Junior Sister Shen..."

"Huh?" Shen Zhiyu looked at his hesitant expression, and couldn't help muttering in her heart, why is this person hesitating?
Han Lian suddenly drank the tea in his hand, and turned his lips when the obvious words came to his lips. He raised his head, with a signature lazy smile on his face, "I've been in this damn place for too long, I have a problem with my mood, so I came to talk to you for a while."

Shen Zhiyu looked at him with an indescribable expression on her face, curled her fingertips slightly, and finally resisted the urge to beat someone, took out a Daoist scripture and put it on the table, and said with a fake smile: "Senior Brother Han is out of his mind If something goes wrong, then recite the Taoist scriptures a few times to calm down."

Han Lian glanced at Shen Zhiyu, and with a flick of his hand, put away the scriptures on the table. With a smile on his lips, he thanked very sincerely, "Thank you, Junior Sister Shen."

"You're welcome." Shen Zhiyu chased away the guests with a smirk on her face, "Senior Brother Han, it's getting late, I'm going to rest."

Han Lian stood up with a smile, walked to the door and turned around and said, "Then I will take my leave first, Junior Sister Shen, you should rest well~"

Strange, unreasonable!

Shen Zhiyu closed the door expressionlessly.

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Han Lian walked quickly back to his room, he closed the door behind his back, and his slender and straight body immediately leaned against the door panel.

On his handsome face, the lazy smile disappeared slowly, showing annoyance, he raised his hand to cover his slightly sore eyes, and muttered to himself, "Han Yanxing, Han Yanxing, what are you doing?"

After a while, a wry smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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After Shen Zhiyu woke up, it was still dark, she sat against the head of the bed for a while, then got up slowly to get dressed.

After washing up, Shen Zhiyu took out the night pearl on her body, then sat down cross-legged, meditating and practicing.

I don't know how time has passed during the cultivation period, and only Qin Xi came over to tell some information about the City Lord's Mansion.

On this day, when Shen Zhiyu was reading a book recording the medicinal properties of elixir, the restriction she placed at the door was touched.

Shen Zhiyu raised her head slightly, and waved her hand to release the restraint. After opening the door, she saw Qin Xi standing at the door wearing a well-fitting scarlet robe.

It is rare to see Senior Brother Qin wearing such bright clothes, but now that he sees them suddenly, he feels that such colors suit him very well.However, Qin Xi's demeanor was stern, even wearing such an eye-catching red, he didn't seem enthusiastic.

Shen Zhiyu looked him up and down, and asked, "Senior Brother Qin, is it time for the flower viewing party?"

"Yes," Qin Xi nodded lightly, and then handed her a magic weapon in the shape of a ring, "This is a homonym ring, which can locate and transmit sound."

"We will send you a message when we arrive at the city lord's mansion. During the flower viewing party, the city lord and the tower master of the Spirit Pagoda will be in the front yard of the city lord's mansion. Someone will tie up these two golden core monks, and then you can sneak in The backyard was searched."

"Okay." After Shen Zhiyu reached out to take it, Qin Xi turned around and left.

Only then did Shen Zhiyu see that the other four monks in the yard were also wearing robes of the same color and style as Qin Xi's.

After Shen Zhiyu's eyes swept around the strange male cultivator, his eyes were attracted by Han Lian who was leaning against the gate of the courtyard.

He was wearing an eye-catching red robe, and his cold white skin was set off by the warm color, which made it feel a bit fragile like porcelain. His face looked a little tired, and his light red lips were slightly pursed. The coldness in the room showed a bit of sharpness, and his complexion looked astonishing.

Zhilan Yushu, Qingjun extraordinary.

Shen Zhiyu touched the back molars with the tip of her tongue, secretly wondering when did she have the problem of loving beauty.

Amitabha, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, and beauty is misleading.

Shen Zhiyu closed the door to cut off his sight, and secretly recited the mantra of pure heart twice.

After calming down, Shen Zhiyu began to check the preparations for sneaking into the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion later.

After repeated confirmation, Shen Zhiyu felt relieved.

(End of this chapter)