Watching Uncle Ma leave, Han Li just raised his head, his eyes showing an extremely determined look.

In less than two months, he will be twenty-two years old.

In another year, at the age of twenty-three, the elixir will be ready, and he can also try to build the foundation!

in this way.

He may not be able to lead the way in the first or second period of foundation building.

"After building the foundation, you can go find your senior brother. I don't know where my senior brother is now..."

Han Li thought and shook his head slightly.

…

…

Yan Ling Fort.

"Little Lord……"

Yan Ling looked at the absent-minded Yan Ruyan, surprised and confused.

She just finished talking about the rumors about the masked Taoist, and she didn't understand why Yan Ruyan was distracted...

"nothing!"

Yan Ruyan shook her head slightly.

She just heard that the masked Taoist also had a tower-shaped talisman, and she thought of a person and a name...

If the masked Taoist is that person.

Maybe she doesn't need to be an object, living a life of uncertainty waiting to be sent out.

Instead, you can practice retreat in peace and stability.

…

…

Hidden Moon Sect.

Listening to the lively discussions among the disciples below, suspicion appeared on Old Monster Qiong's dirty face.

Token?

Small tower?

When these two talismans are gathered together in one person, it is easy for him to think of his precious apprentice...

Especially according to rumors, Yang Zian was killed by the elusive talisman!

That talisman is invisible, colorless and tasteless...

Not only him, but many disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect and even immortal cultivators from the Yue Kingdom remembered the famous magic weapon ‘Invisible Needle’!

"impossible?"

The old monster Qiong shook his head and felt unbelievable: "It's only been a few months? It hasn't been a year... Fake elixir?"

"etc!"
Chapter completed!