Several months later, early morning.

The morning sun had not yet crossed the city walls, but Jiuyuan City was already bustling with activity, its streets filled with pedestrians.

Unlike the usual shoulder-to-shoulder, hurried pace, the city's inhabitants today were all in a leisurely mood, either chatting in groups of three or five, or scattered along the roadside.

These people all wore expressions of anticipation, occasionally looking up at the sky, as if waiting for something.

Amidst the crowd, a handsome white-robed youth weaved through the throng, walking slowly towards the city center, his ears catching the surrounding chatter.

He was none other than Han Li, who had altered his appearance and aura with a black mask from the Reincarnation Hall.

"I heard that the immortal envoy who came from the Central Earth Immortal Domain this time has a very high air, not only is he surrounded by countless followers, but even the Palace Master of our Jinyuan Immortal Palace is accompanying him. He has really gained a lot of attention along the way," said an old man in brown clothes.

"After all, he is an envoy from the Heavenly Court, and his status is extraordinary. Otherwise, would our Jiuyuan Temple Master Chun Jun Zhenren personally welcome him? Besides, he is here to deliver the 'Bodhi Token' this time. This is a treasure that many Da Luo cultivators are jealous of. Who wouldn't covet it? Who wouldn't treat him like their own ancestor?" said another middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes.

"That's the certificate to participate in the Bodhi Banquet, who wouldn't want it?" another person said with envy.

Han Li simply listened, neither speaking nor stopping, and continued towards the end of the street.

"Oh... here it comes!" Just then, a cry of surprise rang out.

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

The white-robed youth also stopped, standing at the corner of the street, looking up at the sky above the city.

There, it seemed as if the sun was rising, or as if the sky was suddenly bright, shining with a dazzling golden light.

The light spread out like a Buddhist treasure light, surrounded by a circle of rainbow colors, and even more distant in the sky gathered vast clouds of five colors.

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

Just as someone was about to complain, a burst of immortal music and Sanskrit sounds suddenly rang out from the sky, followed by a layer of colorful light that suddenly spread from outside the city, directly crossing the city walls and extending towards the city.

The city's defense restrictions and formations actively opened a channel a hundred zhang wide for it, allowing the light to project over.

Han Li's eyes narrowed, and he saw that the colorful light condensed into a great road, on which floated illusory five-colored lotus flowers, exuding a fragrant aroma that almost enveloped the entire city.

"Rumble"

Accompanied by a thunderous sound, eight golden-armored Kirin galloped on the flowery five-colored road in the high sky, their bodies gleaming with golden light, and their hooves sounding like thunder.

Behind them, they dragged an exaggerated huge carriage, with carved beams and painted rafters inlaid with pearls and jade, looking like an extremely magnificent golden pavilion.

Behind the carriage, there was also a long line of people, including both uniformed golden-armored cavalry and immortal cultivators holding various magical treasures, though the number was not as exaggerated as the rumors, it was still considerable.

In front of the carriage were white jade railings, and behind the railings stood a tall man wearing a golden high crown and dressed in a celestial official's attire, with a square face, slender eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and a face full of arrogance.

Han Li only glanced at him and found the man's expression displeasing. He wanted to turn around and leave, but when his gaze fell on the two people behind him, his expression changed slightly.

One of the men was of medium height, with ordinary features, and a peaceful expression on his face, looking unremarkable. If he wasn't in that position and wearing the attire of the Immortal Palace, it would be difficult to associate him with Lu Chuanfeng, the Palace Master of the Da Jinyuan Immortal Domain.

The red-skirted woman standing beside him was much more dazzling, not only with a stunning beauty, but also with a graceful figure, instantly attracting the attention of most of the people in the city.

"Chi Meng, why is it her?" Han Li frowned slightly, a little surprised.

As he was surprised, light also lit up in the sky above the city, and a dozen figures wrapped in Xia Guang landed on the five-colored flower-shadow road.

Compared to the envoy's pomp, these people looked much plainer, but as soon as they appeared, the entire Jiuyuan City almost boiled over, and cheers like a tsunami resounded everywhere.

Han Li fixed his eyes and saw that the person in the lead, dressed in a dark green Taoist robe, wearing a lotus treasure crown, had a regular, upright face. His facial features were not outstanding, but his face was radiant, and he looked upright and imposing.

Therefore, without much guessing, Han Li also knew that this person was most likely Chun Jun Zhenren, the master of Jiuyuan Temple.

Following closely behind him were two Taoists, one with a thin figure, high cheekbones, and a goatee, but with extremely bright eyes. He wore a gray-white Taoist robe that looked very old, and had an indescribable special aura, looking like a worldly master.

The other looked only about forty years old, with a tall and burly figure. He wore an extremely gorgeous purple Taoist robe, and only had a bun on his head, without wearing any Taoist treasure crown. His face was angular and distinct, and his expression was blank, looking like a statue of a heavenly king.

These two could follow behind Chun Jun Zhenren, so their identities were not difficult to guess, most likely the two deputy temple masters of Jiuyuan Temple.

Han Li didn't know much about them, only knowing that the old man in the gray-white Taoist robe was called Yang Junzi, and the middle-aged man in the purple Taoist robe was called Lei Jun Zhenren.

Behind these two, there were a dozen people standing, all with respectful expressions.

Among those people, Han Li immediately saw another familiar face, it was the Miaofa Immortal Venerable who had hunted him down.

At this time, Miaofa's attention had already passed the immortal envoy, and fell directly on Chi Meng behind her. The latter was not to be outdone, and glared back at her. Sparks seemed to fly where their eyes met.

Obviously, because of the last pursuit of Han Li, the feud between the two women was completely settled.

"Immortal Envoy Feng Tian has arrived, Jiuyuan Temple has failed to welcome him from afar," Chun Jun Zhenren said loudly, exchanging greetings.

"Zhenren Chun Jun is too polite."

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Seeing that the two sides had begun to exchange pleasantries, Han Li immediately lost his interest in watching, and amidst the cheers of the surrounding crowd, he squeezed past and returned to the inn.

As a result, just as he walked back to his own courtyard, Han Li saw a tall young man and a young woman in white, wearing a bamboo hat, standing at the courtyard door, seemingly waiting for him.

Seeing the two, Han Li frowned slightly, looked at them, and did not speak.

"Fellow Daoist Long Wu, won't you invite us in for a cup of tea?" the woman in the bamboo hat suddenly smiled charmingly and said.

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

"The Heavenly Court Immortal Envoy has arrived, and it's time for me to tell you the contents of this mission," said the woman in the bamboo hat.

"Please come in."

Han Li no longer hesitated, stepped forward, waved his hand, opened the courtyard gate restriction, and welcomed the two in.

The three entered the house and sat down around the table.

Han Li noticed that the tall young man had been staring at him since he entered the courtyard, looking him up and down, without any pretense.

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

"He is Fellow Daoist Wu Yang, one of the Deputy Hall Masters of our Reincarnation Hall," Jiao San explained.

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

"It seems that you really know me," said the silent young man, opening his mouth.

"I saw your portrait in the ruins of the True Words Sect back then, and I also heard Fellow Daoist Rehuo mention you," Han Li said.

"Rehuo... is that guy's disciple?" Wu Yang asked, thinking for a while, and suddenly a trace of anger appeared on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, don't be agitated. Fellow Daoist Rehuo did not rebel with Qi Mozi back then, and he has already fallen in the Gray Realm," Han Li said quickly.

"I heard Jiu Zhen girl say that Qi Mozi almost died in your hands?" Wu Yang heard this, and then his expression changed, and he said.

Han Li hadn't heard the name Gan Jiu Zhen for a long time. For a moment, he didn't associate it with Jiao San. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded and said, "I was lucky enough to defeat him, but unfortunately I couldn't kill him."

"So, is the *Da Wuxing Huanshi Jue* really on you?" Wu Yang suddenly asked.

As soon as this question came out, the air in the room suddenly became a little tense.

"You want it? I can give it to you." Han Li first frowned, remained silent for a long time, and then said.

Wu Yang's expression changed slightly when he heard this. He obviously didn't expect Han Li to be so straightforward, and he was a little unbelievable.

"This cultivation method originally belonged to the True Words Sect. I can only be considered half a disciple of Ancestor Mi Luo. You are the orthodox successor of the True Words Sect. Giving it to you can be considered a repayment of Ancestor's kindness in passing on the method," Han Li said frankly.

Wu Yang heard this, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, speechless for a long time, and after a long time, he said: "Keep this *Da Wuxing Huanshi Jue* safe, don't let it really be lost."

"Why is that?" Han Li asked in confusion.

"Back then, except for the traitors, all the other senior brothers died with honor, only I survived, which is already a betrayal of the sect. Moreover, I have been allowing that beast Qi Mozi to be at large all these years, and failed to clean up the sect, so what qualifications do I have to inherit this *Da Wuxing Huanshi Jue*?" Wu Yang said with a bitter smile.

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

"Since that's the case, I'll keep the cultivation method here for now. If you ever want to rebuild the True Words Sect in the future, I'll return it to you," Han Li had no choice but to give up and said.