The scale of Jiashan City is three times larger than Mengshan City, almost the same as Daofu City of Luofeng Commandery.
After Han Yi re-entered the city, he stopped the Qi Practitioner passing by, asked for his address, and then went straight to Li Clan Market.
Moreover, his aura at this moment is not Foundation Establishment, but has dropped to around Qi Refining Layer 6.
Breath Concealment Technique.
Li Clan Market is located in Jiashan City North City District. The market is not big, that is, it occupies about two blocks. Outside the market, there are Li Clan monks on duty. Han Yi paid the entrance fee of twenty taels Spirit Sand, received a Rogue Cultivator brand, and entered the market.
As soon as he entered Fang City, Han Yi went straight to the center of Fang City, where there was Li Clan's largest commercial bank in Fang City, Li Clan Trading Company.
Li Clan Trading Company's cards are not small. When Han Yi stepped into it, he noticed a sense of Dao God, which swept over him. The sense of consciousness came from Li Clan Trading Company. The second floor of should be a monk in the early stage of foundation building. With such strength, Han Yi is naturally more interested. This shows that the strength of the Li Clan is indeed not bad.
Han Yi did not look at the second floor deliberately, but walked around the store as if nothing had happened. There were many things bought in the store, including magic weapons, elixirs, formations, and talismans.
"Dear guest, whatever you want to buy, Li Clan Trading Company has it all and can definitely meet your requirements."
An old man in his late teens watched Han Yi stroll around for a while, without staying too much on a certain thing. He observed Han Yi for a moment, then came over and asked.
Han Yi looked at the sparkling shopkeeper. The shopkeeper's eyes reminded Han Yi of He Fangwei. However, He Fangwei was Qi Refining Layer 9, and the shopkeeper of Li Clan Trading Company was only at the level of Qi Refining Layer 7.
"What do you call the shopkeeper?" Han Yi asked.
"I am a Li Clan, fellow Daoist, please call me Li Wenheng." The ancient man pinched his beard and responded with a smile.
Han Yi nodded and asked straight to the point, "I heard that Li Clan Trading Company has done business all over Jiashan City. In Jiashan City, is there no business that Li Clan can't do?"
When Li Wenheng heard this, his eyes flashed slightly, but he did not admit it. "Fellow Daoist is joking. In Jiashan City, of course Great Qian has the final say. I, Li Clan, am just asking for business."
"However, in Jiashan City, apart from Great Qian, I, Li Clan, still have some abilities. Fellow Daoist, why don't you tell me what kind of business you want to do?"
Han Yi nodded and went straight to the topic this time. "Looking for someone."
"Looking for someone?" Li Wenheng said with a smile, "Do you have information such as name, clothing, magic weapon, height, etc.?"
Han Yi nodded. "I'm not sure about the clothes. As for the magic weapon... I don't know yet. He is about 1.83 meters tall and his name is Zheng Hai."
"It has a name and height. I will draw a portrait later. If it is at Jiashan City, it will not be difficult to find it."
"By the way, but a monk from the sect?"
Han Yi nodded. "My good friend is a disciple of the Mystic Pill Sect."
Li Wenheng's eyes were ordinary. He took out a piece of paper from the cabinet and wrote down the information provided by Han Yi one by one.
but.
Han Yi, standing in front of him, frowned.
There was nothing wrong with Li Wenheng's expression and movements just now, but Han Yi's consciousness happened to fall on him. When he said the three words "Mystic Pill Sect", his heartbeat was a little faster than at other times.
Among the qi-training monks, even the legendary qi-training monks cannot detect this abnormality, but they cannot escape the spiritual consciousness of Han Yi in the middle stage of foundation building.
"Mystic Pill Sect? But what's wrong?" Han Yi asked.
Li Wenheng raised his head. "You don't know, fellow Daoist, Mystic Pill Sect was promoted to the Yuanying Sect more than two years ago. A disciple of this sect must be unusual."
Han Yi was stunned, but his eyes narrowed slightly.
When Li Wenheng was explaining just now, his right little finger unconsciously bent, and although his expression and tone seemed to be in awe of the Mystic Pill Sect, the Nascent Soul Sect, in fact, his heartbeat was even faster than before.
nervous.
This kind of emotion, appearing at this moment, is not normal.
Han Yi remained calm and continued to ask, "Shopkeeper Li, if you are looking for someone like this, how many days will it take to get a reply? How much will it cost?"
Li Wenheng calculated it and quoted a high price.
"Two hundred Low-grade Spirit Stone, a deposit of one hundred. If you find it, you will pay another hundred. If you don't find it, you will get fifty back."
"After all, it's a search, which requires a lot of effort. Fellow Daoist, please rest assured that the money is definitely worth it."
"Of course, the search this time is limited to Jiashan City. If fellow Daoist friends are no longer within Jiashan City, then Bu Gui Li Clan Trading Company will take care of it."
"Fellow Daoist, do you think this price is suitable?"
Han Yi nodded, this little money was nothing to him now.
"Reasonable."
Han Yi took out one hundred pieces Spirit Stone from Qiankun Ring and handed it to Li Wenheng.
Li Wenheng saw Qiankun Ring of Han Yi clearly, his eyes flashed, and he put away the Spirit Stone that Han Yi handed over.
"Okay, fellow Daoist, you describe the appearance of the person you are looking for, and I will draw it."
The old man took out a blank portrait, and Han Yi recalled the last time he saw Zheng Hai. He described it truthfully. After burning an incense stick, a lifelike portrait was placed in front of Han Yi.
A young man who has nothing to do with Junxiu and looks relatively rough appears on the page.
The most distinctive feature of the young man is that his face is dark, very dark, and on top of his dark face, there are white and shiny teeth.
The black face and white teeth are quite obvious.
This is also the biggest feature of Zheng Hai.
"Okay, fellow Daoist, this friend's appearance is quite prominent. If he is really in Jiashan City, it shouldn't be difficult to find him."
"Seven days."
"Seven days later, when fellow Daoist disciples come again, we will know the result."
Han Yi nodded in agreement, and then, without hesitation, walked out and directly found a Meditation Chamber for Qi Practitioners to practice in Li Clan Market. He paid Spirit Stone and rented a small single room of eight square meters.
This kind of Meditation Chamber has set up a small spirit gathering array, coupled with Spirit Stone's regular and quantitative investment, the spiritual energy is as rich as the first or second level of spiritual veins. It is a favorite retreat place for many low-level Rogue Cultivator.
And on the other side, after he left.
Inside Li Clan Trading Company, Li Wenheng took the portrait of Zheng Hai and hurriedly walked up to the second floor.
On the second floor.
There was a monk who was sitting cross-legged on a futon. In front of him, there was an incense burner. The smoke from the incense burner floated out in wisps and was absorbed into his body.
This monk looks to be less than forty years old. Judging from his appearance, he is much younger than the shopkeeper.
However, appearance in the world of cultivating immortals does not represent age, let alone strength.
"Third Elder." Li Wenheng shouted in a low voice.
The monk who was sitting cross-legged opened his eyes and looked at him. "What's the matter?"
Li Wenheng handed the newly drawn portrait to the monk who was sitting cross-legged.
"Third Elder, someone is looking for this Mystic Pill Sect monk. What should we do?" Li Wenheng had some anxiety on his face.
The monk who was sitting cross-legged shouted softly, "What's the rush?"
Then, he brought the portrait to his eyes, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the name on the lower right side of the portrait.
"Zheng Hai?"
"It's not certain yet whether it is yes or no. Can you let the other party notice the abnormality?"
Li Clan One of the three Foundation Establishment, the youngest Foundation Establishment monk, Li Yuanqing raised his eyes slightly, looked at Li Wenheng who was standing in front and bowed, frowned slightly, and asked.
Li Wenheng's face changed. "No, no, I have been the shopkeeper for so long, and I can control my expression, expression, and tone to such a degree that even Qi Refining Layer 9 can't detect it. I looked at the other person, but Qi Refining Layer 6 has absolutely no chance of detecting anything unusual."
The third elder looked away and nodded. "When that person first entered the trading house, I scanned it with my spiritual consciousness as usual, and it was indeed Qi Refining Layer 6."
"It's just a little Qi Refining Layer 6. After seven days, just tell him that we haven't found anyone."
"Go ahead."
"By the way, you should still do what you should do on the surface, so that nothing is missed."
The third elder threw the portrait of Zheng Hai to Li Wenheng and closed his eyes.
"Third Elder, Mystic Pill Sect is now the Nascent Soul Sect. If we do this, will there be a big disaster?"
"If this Zheng Hai is still alive, why not let him go?"
Li Wenheng hesitated for a moment, then raised his concerns.
Li Yuanqing suddenly raised his head and shot a horrified gaze towards Li Wenheng, making Li Wenheng feel chills all over his body and sweat dripping from his body.
"You shouldn't have said that, so keep your mouth shut, or you could be killed."
Li Wenheng bent down even lower, trembling all over. "Yes, what the third elder said is true, and I will never dare to mention it again in the future."
"Go." The third elder warned, closed his eyes again, and waved his sleeves to let the old shopkeeper go down.
Li Wenheng slowly backed away. After returning to the first floor, he touched the cold sweat on his forehead and felt lingering fear.
On the second floor, the third elders Li Clan and Li Yuanqing opened their eyes with a look of helplessness.
"It's not that easy to let people go on the Wenxiang Cult ship. How can we let people go when they are almost dead? It will trigger a large-scale investigation and it will be a disaster."
"But they actually came after us, so we could only deal with them quickly."
However, he thought of something again, and the helplessness on his face instantly turned into a fierce look.
"However, the person who came here is just Qi Refining Layer 6. Don't say that we can't find him out. Even if he is found out, we can still kill him and destroy his body."
Li Yuanqing Close your eyes and practice again.
One kilometer away, Han Yi, who was sitting cross-legged in the inn, suddenly opened his eyes, with a trace of blood flashing in his eyes.
"There is indeed a problem."
Han Yi Take a deep breath.
Just now, he used his spiritual consciousness to keep staring at the shopkeeper Li Wenheng. After he left, the shopkeeper Li Wenheng hurriedly walked up to the second floor and came down again after a while, with a hint of fear on his expression.
Because there were foundation-building monks on the second floor, Han Yi was worried about alerting others, so he did not probe into the second floor with his spiritual consciousness. He did not hear the conversation between Li Wenheng and the foundation-building monks on the second floor.
However, he could already guess it from Li Wenheng's expression.
Even if these people don't know Zheng Hai, they are still doing some behaviors that are harmful to the Mystic Pill Sect.
This is the reason why Han Yi's eyes flashed with blood.
In addition, Yiyao Secret Art can be traced back to Jiashan City, and the whereabouts of Zheng Hai seem to be related to the Li Clan.
With the goal in hand, Han Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
However, judging from the current shopkeeper's performance, Zheng Hai's situation is probably not good, but it doesn't matter, as long as he doesn't die, he can be saved.
Dusk moment.
The shopkeeper of Li Clan Trading Company, Li Wenheng, closed the shop, activated the formation, and then walked out of the shop and walked outside the city.
The place where he lives is Li Family Estate.
However, when he was approaching Li Family Estate, suddenly, a figure appeared beside him and knocked him out with a light tap.
The moment he fell, a figure passed by, grabbed him, and took him into a courtyard near the Li Clan.
This figure is naturally Han Yi.
Originally, Han Yi tried hard to think of several more obscure ways, but later overturned them all and instead struck out directly to knock him out.
At his level, why should he spend so much effort on plotting against a Qi Refining Layer 7 monk? The problem can be solved simply and crudely.
The courtyard he brought Li Wenheng into was also occupied by a monk. However, this monk was just Rogue Cultivator, and his realm was only Qi Refining Layer 6. Before Han Yi captured Li Wenheng into the courtyard, Rogue Cultivator had already been knocked unconscious by Han Yi.
In the courtyard.
Han Yi deployed Spirit-Locking Array and set this formation within ten meters to ensure that the sounds within this formation would not be known to the outside world.
Then, he woke up Li Wenheng. At the same time, he no longer used Breath Concealment Technique, and the aura of the foundation-building monk pressed towards Li Wenheng.
Li Wenheng As soon as he woke up, he suddenly jumped up. His movements were agile and his age was not traceable at all.
However, Han Yi's foundation-building pressure was too strong and too direct. It pressed directly on him, causing his expression to change dramatically.
This foundation-building coercion can only be surpassed by the great elder Li Clan in the Li Clan. It is on the same level as the second elder Li Clan and is stronger than the third elder.
"Middle stage of foundation building."
Li Wenheng's face changed drastically, he didn't dare to look directly, and quickly knelt down. "Senior, please spare my life."
"I am a member of the Li Clan tribe. Have you misunderstood, senior?"
Li Wenheng was horrified, but the next moment, the voice from across from him made his expression change again.
"If you raise your head and see who I am, you will know if there is any misunderstanding?" Han Yi said, but his voice did not change.
"It's you!"
Li Wenheng's face changed, but quickly turned into flattery. "Senior, I have asked people to take care of the things you asked me to do. Someone will go look for your friend tomorrow. What else do you need for me to do?"
Li Wenheng looked flattering, but his heart was already trembling crazily. Under his sleeve, there was a spiritual talisman in his hand. This talisman was not a battle talisman, but a child talisman in a set of mother-child talismans.
Once the child spirit talisman in his hand is damaged, the mother spirit talisman will issue a warning to let Li Clan know of his predicament.
call out.
A ray of green and black sword energy flashed past, Li Wenheng's arm flew up to his shoulders, and the talisman in his hand also fell aside.
"Ah..."
Li Wenheng screamed, but it stopped abruptly as soon as it started. It was too short to be a scream, because a long sword had been pressed between his eyebrows, and it penetrated deeply. Blood seeped out from the center of his eyebrows and flowed down his cheeks, but he did not dare to reach out and wipe it away.
His eyes were wide open and he was shaking, mostly in pain and partly in fear.
"If you move again, I'll kill you."
Han Yi said calmly, and he had killed too many people over the years. When he said this, murderous aura swept over him. Li Wenheng only felt that he was in a sticky Blood Sea, and even his vision was a little blurry.
This feeling just passed by in a flash, Blood Sea was no longer there, and his vision returned. However, the sword pressed between his eyebrows was real.
"I ask, you tell."
"Do you know Zheng Hai?"
"I don't know." Li Wenheng swallowed his saliva and said truthfully.
"In the store, I mentioned Mystic Pill Sect. Why were you nervous?"
Li Wenheng hesitated for a moment.
Pfft.
There was a flash of blood, and the other arm rose into the sky, blood spurting out like a pillar.
He screamed and wailed, but after three breaths, Green Duckweed Sword was pressed between his eyebrows again, pressing him to the ground. His whole body was shaking, but he did not dare to move.
Han Yi stepped forward and looked down at him.
"You will die if you don't tell me."
"Speak out and I will kill you with one sword."
"If you don't tell me, Qianjian Lingchi will make you unable to die."
"Besides, I don't believe Li Clan that you are the only one who knows the details. After I kill you, I will find another one."
Han Yi's face was calm. Speaking of the person who killed Li Clan, it was as if he had crushed an ant to death casually. He was calm and indifferent, showing complete contempt for life.
Li Wenheng was frightened, but did not say anything. He gritted his teeth and glared at Han Yi.
Han Yi looked down at him, and saw the loyalty and stubbornness to his family in his eyes.
"I understand."
Han Yi Knowing it, he wiped it with his sword and rolled out with a head.
The next moment.
Han Yi's consciousness sank into the space of the sea of consciousness, and his soul stood up suddenly. Then, he escaped from the body and looked with his soul's sight. He saw a group of gray black shadows hovering over the corpse of Li Wenheng, which had just been beheaded by a sword.
This is the soul of Li Wenheng. If nothing unexpected happens, this soul of Dao Spirit will escape into reincarnation with the pull of the power of death.
However, Han Yi's soul just rolled up and pulled this black shadow into the space of the sea of consciousness.
Han Yi's soul felt exhausted. The risk of the soul leaving the body was very high. Unless the monks below Nascent Soul had practiced the art of soul separation, they would be seriously injured if they returned to the sea of consciousness space after leaving the body.
Even though Han Yi's soul is comparable to that of a late-stage foundation-building monk, he still feels tired.
However, he had no time to recover, so he chopped the black shadow pulled into the space of the sea of consciousness into pieces with the condensed Soul Sword, turning it into the purest soul energy, and then swallowed it in one gulp to absorb and digest it.
After a stick of incense.
He opened his eyes, and the blood in them surged.
"Wenxiang Cult, Dan Yang Farm, Li Clan, you are seeking death."
In the memory fragments of Li Wenheng, Han Yi did not find the whereabouts of Zheng Hai, but there was a clear message.
That is, Li Clan is cooperating with Wenxiang Cult to capture the monks alive and imprison them to raise elixirs for Wenxiang Cult.
Especially three years ago, the three Golden Core sects in the western and northern parts of Shu Province were fighting each other. At that time, Wenxiang Cult took the opportunity to secretly capture a group of monks from the three sects alive and transport them to Jiashan City.
Those three sects are Mystic Pill Sect, Heavenly Soul Sect, and Blood God Sect.
Wenxiang Cult, in the official definition, should actually be called Wenxiang Cult. This is an evil sect and one of the three major evil sects in the entire world of immortality.
Han Yi, combined with his calculations of Yiyao Secret Art and this clear message, has vaguely guessed that Zheng Hai was caught in this elixir raising farm.
He has read the files of the three evil sects Jade Balance Realm. After Wenxiang Cult catches a monk, he will use Incense-Seeking Evil Art to extract the monk's mana, soul, bones, spiritual roots, qualifications and all the roots of cultivating immortality, and turn them into Incense-Seeking Evil Pill.
This is also the origin of the name of Wenxiang Cult Dan Yang Farm.
Incense-Seeking Evil Pill, it can be taken, and it will directly improve your cultivation and bones. However, monks who take these evil pills are against the harmony of heaven and will be punished by heaven Dao Immortal.
As for the monks whose soul, mana, bone and spirit roots were extracted, they were directly reduced to useless people and eventually died.
This was the reason why the blood in his eyes soared.
Han Yi dropped a Explosion Talisman, used Yiyao Art to disrupt the secret of killing Li Wenheng, removed the formation, and headed towards the Li Clan's house like lightning.
(End of chapter)