That ball of spiritual light shattered in Li Yuanjiu's mind with a "bang," turning into countless densely packed tiny words that swirled and hovered above his head.

The three large characters at the beginning shone brightly, revealing them to be the Great衍诀 (Da Yan Jue).

Li Yuanjiu's eyes flew open, and then his body stiffened, his face full of blank confusion. After a short while, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted, collapsing onto the ground.

Han Li waved his hand, emitting a burst of spiritual light that lifted Li Yuanjiu's body and sent it into the dilapidated temple.

"I'll borrow your master's body for a while. You and I can be considered to have a connection. Consider this Da Yan Jue as your reward." He said faintly, then his body shot out and flew towards the distance.

After saying this, he waved his hand and emitted a burst of white light, lifting Li Yuanjiu's body, intending to send it into the dilapidated temple.

"Eh, this body..." He murmured softly again.

He hadn't looked closely just now, but Li Yuanjiu's body was also somewhat extraordinary, a rather unique spiritual body, but it didn't seem to have awakened yet.

Han Li used his mind to investigate slightly, and his gaze towards Li Yuanjiu became even brighter.

"Forget it, it's rare to encounter someone so similar to me. I'll give you another helping hand and understand a bit of karma along the way." He waved his hand again, sending another spiritual light into Li Yuanjiu's body.

The spiritual light divided into two in his mind. One ball of spiritual light shattered again with a "bang," turning into countless words, which were actually a cultivation technique.

The four large characters at the beginning shone brightly, revealing them to be the words "托魔功" (Tuo Mo Gong).

This cultivation technique was learned by Han Li from Man Huzi when he was in the Human World. He had promised to find Man Huzi a successor to prevent the Tuo Mo Gong from being lost, but he hadn't found a suitable candidate afterward, and he had been busy breaking through to the Transformation God stage, so he had temporarily put this matter aside. Over the years, he had not been able to fulfill this promise.

Li Yuanjiu's spiritual body aptitude was perfect for this Tuo Mo Gong.

The other ball of spiritual light flashed and condensed, turning into an imperceptible speck of light, which concealed itself.

This speck of light contained another cultivation technique, which was the main cultivation technique he practiced in the Spirit World, the梵圣真魔功 (Van Sheng Zhen Mo Gong), which was related to the Tuo Mo Gong.

It was just that he had to wait until Li Yuanjiu cultivated to the Transformation God stage for this seal to automatically unlock, once again helping him.

However, the path of cultivation was unpredictable. Even with the help of his two cultivation techniques, the possibility of being able to cultivate and break through all the way, and safely cultivate to the Transformation God stage before his lifespan ran out, was actually very slim, not to mention that this child's aptitude was not very good.

But these were things that Han Li couldn't control.

He looked at the young man, feeling a bit of emotion in his heart.

He and this young man had only met once, but because of the other party's sincerity towards his master, he himself...

He shook his head, waved his hand, and sent Li Yuanjiu's body into the dilapidated temple.

Han Li turned his head and looked towards the distance, making hand seals. A powerful divine sense spread out, expanding towards the surroundings.

The spiritual energy in the nearby tens of miles fluctuated, gathering together to form a cloud of white.

This was a secret technique he had learned before, which could forcibly drive the spiritual energy of the earth with divine sense.

This technique consumed a lot of divine sense, but the mana of this body was too shallow, and he didn't see any storage magic tool on the old Taoist, which should have been lost in the previous fight. If he didn't use this secret technique, he couldn't even fly.

Han Li's body swayed, and he floated up.

The white cloud rolled slightly, turning into a streak of white light and shooting out, flying extremely fast towards the distance, the mountains below quickly receding.

Li Yuanjiu's affairs were all unimportant. The most important thing now was to investigate the situation here clearly. He had been brought here by mistake. There should be some reason behind it in the dark.

While thinking, he kept his eyes constantly sweeping down, and at the same time, his divine sense spread out, sensing the surrounding situation.

After a while, Han Li frowned slightly.

The mountains below looked very ordinary, without anything special.

After flying for a while, there was no special discovery or gain.

He looked up at the left front. The phantom of the Time Wheel Treasure had been closely following him, and nearly half of the time Dao patterns on it had been extinguished at this moment.

Han Li frowned slightly, making hand seals. The spiritual light on the white cloud under him became stronger, and the flying speed immediately increased a lot.

After flying for a moment, he suddenly gave a soft "Eh," stopped, and fell towards a hidden valley below.

On a mountain wall at the deepest part of the valley, grew a purple giant flower, as large as a millstone. The thick petals were purple-red in color, looking extremely gorgeous.

Among the petals were some light red tentacle-like things, with crystal clear water droplets the size of fists at the top, which were unknown, emitting a strong sweet fragrance.

With a flash of white light, the cloud stopped in front of the purple giant flower.

Han Li looked at the giant flower, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This thing contained spiritual light, obviously also a spiritual herb, and the aura it emitted was very similar to his Blood Crystal Lotus Root.

The purple strange flower stood in the wind, gently swaying with the wind.

Han Li pondered slightly, flicked his finger, and a gust of wind hit the giant flower.

The purple giant flower shook violently, and the tentacles in the petals shot out instantly, unexpectedly extremely long, intertwined into a large net, covering Han Li's head like lightning.

Han Li raised his eyebrows. With his cultivation, he would naturally not be hit.

The light on the white cloud flashed, and it flew backward like lightning, letting the giant flower's tentacles grab empty.

These tentacles waved in the air, the petals wriggled, like a big mouth, and even made a squeaking sound, sounding quite annoyed.

After waving for a while, these tentacles quickly retracted, disappearing into the lush petals.

The purple petals also stopped moving, turning into their previous appearance.

Han Li saw this scene, raised his eyebrows, and a look of thoughtfulness flashed on his face.

Although this flower was strange, it was only a rather rare spiritual herb.

He didn't stop here much, and soon flew out of the valley and continued to fly forward.

Han Li's face quickly revealed a look of surprise. The further he flew forward, the more purple giant flowers there were in the mountains. He could see one or two from time to time, and no one picked them.

He was suspicious in his heart, but he didn't stop to investigate, but sped up the hand seals, making the flying speed even faster.

Judging from the Dao patterns on the phantom of the Time Wheel Treasure, there didn't seem to be much time left.

After flying for a while, Han Li's expression suddenly changed, revealing a look of surprise.

The white cloud flew forward for a while, and stopped in front of a mountain depression.

In the mountain depression, there were towering buildings, pavilions, terraces and towers everywhere, and spiritual light flickered in various places, setting up many restrictions. There were also some escaping lights flying across various places, which was actually a sect.

Han Li raised his eyebrows. From the memory of the old Taoist Ling Yunzi, he learned that this sect was none other than the Iron Beast Gate.

Thoughts flashed in his mind, and he quickly muttered to himself, making hand seals with both hands.

Buzz!

Han Li's divine sense swarmed out, turning into circles of invisible ripples, wrapping his body, and the spiritual energy of the surrounding earth also gathered.

The spiritual light on his body rose, and his figure turned transparent, then flew down, and soon landed on a square in the sect.

While searching the memory of the old Taoist Ling Yunzi, he turned his head and looked at a mountain on his right.

On the mountain stood a blue pavilion building, surrounded by spiritual light, which was almost the brightest of all the buildings.

That was the Iron Beast Gate's Scripture Pavilion, which contained various cultivation techniques and other books, which were what Han Li needed most at the moment.

His figure swayed, and he flew towards it, and soon landed in front of the pavilion, stopping.

Han Li's divine sense swept over the restrictions around the pavilion, and he frowned.

These restrictions were not very clever. If his real body was here, it would be easy to sneak in or break the restrictions.

But the mana in his body was too thin at the moment. Although his divine sense was strong, it was of no great use for breaking the restrictions.

At this moment, light flashed in the distance, accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air. A streak of escaping light flew from the distance and landed in front of the Scripture Pavilion.

After the escaping light converged, it revealed a middle-aged man with disheveled hair, with the cultivation of the early stage of Core Formation.

This person's facial features were considered upright, but his eyebrows were raised high, giving people a sense of arrogance.

Han Li hid aside. Seeing this scene, his heart moved slightly.

However, when he saw the appearance of the person, his body suddenly trembled inexplicably, and an extremely heavy resentment surged out from the bottom of his heart uncontrollably.

This man with disheveled hair was none other than the son of the elder who had severely injured the old Taoist Ling Yunzi some time ago.

Although the old Taoist Ling Yunzi had fallen, after the body saw this person, some of the remaining thoughts in his body still hated him very much.

"Don't worry, I'm borrowing your body, so I will naturally fulfill some of your wishes." Han Li glanced at the man with disheveled hair with icy eyes, and sneered in his heart.

The man with disheveled hair suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly looked around.

However, the surroundings were empty, with nothing at all.

He seemed still uneasy, and scanned back and forth with his divine sense several times, but still found nothing.

"This is really ghostly!"

He frowned, mumbled, then raised his hand, and a cyan talisman shot into the restriction, arrogantly shouting, "Open the restriction quickly, I'm here to take something on the order of the sect master!"

A gray-haired old man appeared in the restriction, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes, and a gentle smile appeared on his face. He said, "So it's Deacon Wang, please wait a moment, I'll open the restriction."

Saying that, he took out a token and emitted a ray of light.

The restriction light curtain suddenly shone with rosy light, and with a roaring sound, a crack slowly appeared.

"Can't you be faster, you're really dawdling!"

The man with disheveled hair snorted, and his figure flew in, without even looking at the gray-haired old man, and went inside.

The gray-haired old man's face sank, and then quickly relaxed, and he waved the token in his hand.

The spiritual light on the restriction light curtain flashed, and it was restored to its original state.

What no one noticed was that at the moment the crack was closed, a transparent figure also flew in.