Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

Chapter 23 Han Li: Brother Yan is full of enthusiasm

Yan Yun stared at Han Li, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "I need a hundred-year-old spiritual grass, and this magic weapon fragment is yours!"

The normal price of hundred-year-old spiritual grass is dozens of low-level spiritual stones.

Of course, Han Li didn't know this at this time.

"I have a century-old wild ginseng here. I wonder if I can exchange it for it!"

Han Li patted the storage bag on his waist, took out an old wild ginseng, and handed it to Yan Yun.

Han Li really didn't dare to trade with anyone else, until he learned that he was a child of a big family and a young talent who was determined to join the seven major sects.

Naturally, he would not embarrass himself for a mere old wild ginseng.

Yan Yun directly handed over the magic weapon fragment and said: "Here!"

Seeing that the transaction was completed so easily, Han Li couldn't help but take another look at Yan Yun and thought to himself:

"As expected of a member of a big family, he is so refreshing and neat!"

Yan Yun, who had obtained the century-old mountain ginseng, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and cupped his hands towards Han Li: "I'm Yan Yun from Yanjiabao. This is my wife, Chen Qiaoqian. I don't know your friend's name!"

Seeing Yan Yun being so polite, Han Li quickly handed over his hand and said, "My dear Han Li, he accidentally entered the path of immortality and doesn't understand the rules. I still hope that Haihan will do it!"

Yan Yun pointed to the Immortal Ascension Conference not far away and asked, "I wonder which sect Brother Han wants to join?"

Han Li showed bitterness on his face: "I am of low cultivation, how can I join the Immortal Sect!"

At this time, Han Li did not realize that he had the Ascension Order, and was still worried about where to go in the future.

"In that case, this miscellaneous note may be helpful to fellow Taoist!"

Yan Yun took out a book and handed it over.

Seeing this, Han Li quickly took the book with both hands and expressed gratitude: "Thank you so much, Brother Yan. If you need anything in the future, I will be happy to help you!"

Hearing these words, Yan Yun nodded slightly, and then told Han Li some common sense about the world of immortality, and then led Chen Qiaoqian away.

"I never thought that after I left Mr. Mo, I, Han Li, would meet such a passionate person as Brother Xiaoshan and Brother Yan!"

Han Li sighed with a look on his face, and then took out the book given by Yan Yun.

"Qingshan Miscellaneous Notes!"

After roughly scanning the book, a familiar token image suddenly caught Han Li's attention.

"Ascension Order!"

……

Chen Qiaoqian looked at Yan Yun beside her, her red lips moved slightly, and whispered: "Husband, is there anything special about that person?"

"Oh?"

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows, stared at Chen Qiaoqian and said, "Why do you say that!"

"Although my husband is not evil-hearted."

Chen Qiaoqian covered her mouth and smiled: "But you won't be so warm-hearted!"

Hearing this, Yan Yun gently scratched Chen Qiaoqian's creaking nest, causing the beauty to laugh like a silver bell: "Then am I warm-hearted to you?"

Chen Qiaoqian couldn't bear it anymore and quickly begged for mercy: "Husband, I was wrong, please spare me!"

Yan Yun put away his right hand and asked softly: "Am I obvious? Did you even notice it?"

"Not at all!"

Chen Qiaoqian smiled brightly: "Only someone who is familiar with your husband can discover that, but Han Li, who is stupid, can't discover it at all!"

"Stupid? Han Li?"

Yan Yun couldn't help but smile and shook his head when he heard Chen Qiaoqian's name.

This contact with Han Li was mainly to prepare for Chen Qiaoqian to obtain the Qingyuan Sword Art in the future.

In the next few days, Yanyun and Chen Qiaoqian found an inn to stay.

Quietly waiting for the Tianwu Mountain Immortal Ascension Conference to unfold.

In the arena of the Immortal Ascension Conference, each sect took out ten places.

As long as you win and stand at the end, you can join the sect.

In addition, everyone can also get a Foundation Building Pill.

It's a very good reward.

If he hadn't been rewarded with foundation-building pills by joining the sect, Yan Yun would have gone up to challenge him no matter what.

The next morning.

Chen Qiaoqian was the first to stand on the ring. The green water droplets were suspended in front of him, condensing into a light blue light curtain, completely covering it.

Opposite Chen Qiaoqian, there was a middle-aged strong man with sweat on his face.

He was holding a dark yellow long knife, spiritual power surged around his body, and his cultivation had reached the eleventh level of Qi training.

Just looking at her cultivation level, she has already surpassed Chen Qiaoqian.

It's just that the long sword magic weapon in his hand is actually only a mid-level magic weapon.

Several times the sword struck at Chen Qiaoqian, but they were unable to break through the defensive light curtain condensed with blue water drops.

"Damn family members!"

Looking at Chen Qiaoqian in the distance, the strong man yelled angrily, holding the long knife tightly with both hands, and actually gave up the magic.

He rushed towards Chen Qiaoqian with a knife.

Chen Qiaoqian frowned slightly and took out a Fire Bullet Talisman.

The spiritual energy poured in and turned into a blazing fireball, flying through the air towards the strong man.

He had no defensive weapons on his body and could only chop with a knife.

The impact of the fire bomb technique directly knocked it away several meters.

The splashed fireball fell to the ground and made a rattling sound.

Chen Qiaoqian patted the storage bag, and several talismans appeared in her hands.

Looking at the pile of talismans, the strong man's face turned pale, he quickly raised his hand and said: "I abstain!"

After all, I'm just here to compete, and I don't want to leave my life here.

The next challenger has average cultivation.

Most of them did not exceed the tenth level of Qi training, but Chen Qiaoqian saved a lot of talismans.

As time went by, the sky gradually darkened.

If no one challenges her, Chen Qiaoqian can get a spot as a disciple of the Hidden Moon Sect.

"I want to challenge you!"

At this moment, a thin man wearing a black robe jumped onto the ring.

"Xiao Nizi, you are just relying on a high-level defensive weapon!"

The thin man's cultivation level is not low and he has reached the twelfth level of Qi training.

A pair of dark eyes stared at Chen Qiaoqian, and he laughed ferociously: "It's a pity that you met me!"

As soon as the man Fang came on the stage, a disciple of the Hiding Moon Sect next to Yan Yun couldn't help complaining: "It's so ugly, even if it passes the ring, our Hiding Moon Sect will not recruit him!"

As soon as these words came out, the thin man on the ring turned red instantly and waved his sleeves.

A pitch black long whip appeared in his hand, lashing the ground hard.

"Crack!"

On the hard bluestone arena, a crack instantly appeared.

She angrily shouted: "How can anyone only care about looks? I will kill her to see who you recruit?"

"High-level attack weapon!"

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and touched his chin.

If he only relied on this high-level magic weapon, he would not be able to threaten Chen Qiaoqian.

The jet-black long whip was swung out, mixed with the jet-black thick fog, making a sizzling sound.

Chen Qiaoqian did not panic. She pinched the magic formula with both hands, and water balls the size of fists gathered in front of her.

The water balls condensed and formed instantly, turning into sharp ice spikes.

"Huh! Huh!"

As sharp sounds broke through the air, the ice spikes cut through the air and fell into the black mist.

"Crack! Kick!"

Pieces of broken ice quickly fell from the black mist.

The black mist continued to spread, covering Chen Qiaoqian in the blink of an eye.

"Haha! I think you should admit defeat!"

"If there is no top-level defensive weapon, there is no way to resist my poisonous mist!"

(End of this chapter)