Fang Peng was stunned when he heard this, and gritted his teeth: "What do you mean?"

"You still don't believe me when I say you are stupid and don't know it." Fan Li smiled and said, "The truth talisman is fake. This is just an ordinary Yanyang talisman."

The Flame Yang Talisman contains spiritual energy with fire attributes. When activated, Yang energy will surge in the body and spread along the meridians, warming the body and even dispelling the cold and yin energy in the body.

This was not made by her, but was taken from the storage bags of the two brothers He Tian and He Di.

Fang Peng's eyes widened, and he realized that he had been tricked!

"Damn it!" Fang Peng was unwilling to accept it. "Did Huang Ergou give you any benefits? Or did he promise you anything? If he can give, I can give it to you too!!"

Fan Li was too lazy to talk nonsense with this villain. He moved his fingers lightly and a beam of blue light quickly passed across Fang Pengbo's neck.

After a while, a blood mark slowly appeared on the neck and the bleeding continued.

Fang Peng opened his mouth and said, "Golden Pill...it's actually a Golden Pill..."

Only until his death did Fang Peng understand what Fan Li meant by being stupid and unaware.

After dealing with Fang Peng, everyone did not linger any longer and walked into the teleportation array.

Fan Li held the token from Prefect Song in his hand. The stone statue sensed the presence of the Song family bloodline and did not launch an attack, but stood still.

In fact, the cultivators present did not take the stone statue seriously.

Spiritual energy was injected into the teleportation array, and then the light of the array pattern appeared under everyone's feet.

The light flows like a nimble light snake.

In the blink of an eye, the light became brighter!

......

As soon as I landed, a lively and noisy atmosphere hit me in the face.

Before my eyes was a prosperous city with walls towering into the clouds. Above me were soldiers wearing exquisite armor and holding spears with cold light shining from the tips of their spears.

Occasionally, immortal cultivators would fly through the sky above the city, leaving behind brilliant streaks of light.

The mountains in the distance are shrouded in clouds and mist, appearing and disappearing. The spiritual plants are flashing with spiritual light in the clouds, which contrasts with the prosperity of the city and forms a wonderful picture.

Qingyun City.

A veritable city of cultivation.

Those who come and go here are all cultivators.

The mountains in the distance are the territory of Yaowang Sect.

The city gates were wide open, and people were coming and going in an endless stream, forming a sharp contrast with the Forget-Sorrow City.

Fan Li's face lit up with joy.

It was really unexpected that the small teleportation array in Wangyou City could actually teleport them to Qingyun City.

I heard that Qingyun City has the largest auction house, Lingbaozhai, and the largest information trading place, Piaomiao Pavilion.

I don’t know if I can find other clues about the Tianyan Jue by starting from these two places... Since I’m here, of course I have to take a look before leaving.

Li Changyu had never been to such a prosperous cultivation city, and was stunned for a moment.

His plain appearance was out of tune with his surroundings. At first glance, he looked like an ordinary cultivator. Even passers-by were better dressed than him.

Looking at Fan Li and others, it does not look out of place at all standing here.

For the first time, Li Changyu felt so clearly the gap between him and the sect disciples.

He stood there awkwardly, rubbing the hem of his clothes awkwardly with his fingers, feeling a strong sense of inferiority.

In addition, Fan Li got along well with this group of sect disciples. It was obvious that he was not of the same kind as them. It would be rude of him to stay any longer.

Let's go our separate ways here.

Li Changyu plucked up his courage and went forward to say goodbye to Fan Li.

"Senior, will you attend the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference in three years?"

Fan Li said: "Yes."

Li Changyu said seriously: "See you in three years."

Three years later, I will definitely make you look at me differently and appear in front of you in the best possible manner!

Fan Li smiled: "Okay, see you in three years, take care."

Li Changyu took one last deep look at Fan Li, then turned and left. In a few breaths, his figure disappeared outside Qingyun City.

Fan Li glanced in the direction he left, without any extra emotion.

I had never heard of Li Changyu's name when I attended the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference in my previous life, and the living conditions for independent cultivators were very poor. It was still unknown whether Li Changyu could survive until that time.

Fan Li didn't have any expectations.

Next, Lu Xingran and others will also return to the sect.

"Xiao Fanli, take care of yourself."

"Junior Sister Fan, I will miss you."

"Junior Sister Fan, you must come to Jianmen Sect to play when you have time!"

Fan Li smiled and said, "Definitely."

Lu Xingran gave Fan Li a big hug and whispered in her ear, "Be careful. If you can't stay in Tianji Sect any longer, come to Jianmen Sect. As long as I'm in the sect, it will be your safe haven."

Fan Li was moved and nodded heavily.

Lu Xingran rubbed her head for the last time, looked at Mei Nianzhi meaningfully, and then left with a group of disciples.

It’s not that she didn’t want to stay and accompany Fan Li, she also had to hurry back to the clan to inform her father.

After everyone left, only Fan Li and Mei Nianzhi were left here.

At this moment, a huge roc that covered the sky and the sun came roaring in with a strong wind, and its wings spread out like two dark clouds.

Behind the golden roc were a few small blue birds, making a huge noise.

The monks nearby were horrified and deployed spiritual power barriers and retreated.

I thought, could it be that some important person is coming?

Just as the monks were guessing the identity of the person who had come, a voice like a faint orchid in a valley suddenly rang out, suppressing some anger.

"Mei Nianzhi!"

It was a girl's voice.

Fan Li felt that it sounded somewhat familiar and couldn't help but glance at Mei Nianzhi.

The look in his eyes seemed to be saying, where did you get into trouble for your romance?

Mei Nianzhi sighed softly.

The roc landed slowly, and the airflow created by its wings spread out in all directions like surging waves, with sand and stones flying all over the sky.

I saw several slim female cultivators landing lightly on the ground.

I didn’t expect that the person who came was an acquaintance.

Fan Li raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the saint in white clothes who was striding towards him aggressively.

Fan Li consciously stayed away from the dispute and stepped aside.

However, the saint had already set her sights on Fan Li when she was in heaven.

Seeing Fan Li retreating behind Mei Nian, the Saint Girl sneered in her heart and thought to herself, "As expected!"

"Mr. Mei, are you leaving without saying goodbye just for her?"

It seemed that he was talking to Mei Nianzhi, but in fact, his eyes were staring at Fan Li, and his eyes were as sharp as knives.

The moment his eyes met hers, Fan Li knew Ji Miaomiao had misunderstood something, and he felt both amused and helpless.

But at this moment, Mei Nianzhi responded, "Yes."

There is no other explanation.

Seeing his cold attitude, the saint felt a sour feeling in her heart. She felt very aggrieved, but she couldn't bear to hit or scold him.

So she chose to point the finger at Fan Li without hesitation.

In order to prevent any bloody plot from happening next, Fan Li spoke first: "Brother, do you know her?"

Of course Fan Li knew that they knew each other. She asked this on purpose, and the point was not the question.

When Ji Miaomiao heard Fan Li's address to Mei Nianzhi, she was visibly stunned, and her surging anger seemed to be extinguished by a basin of cold water.

"What did you call him?"

Mei Nianzhi took over the conversation at the right time and explained Fan Li's identity to her.

"Miss Ji, this is my younger sister."

When Ji Miaomiao heard this, a warm feeling immediately surged to her forehead.

She felt ashamed when she thought about what she had misunderstood just now.

"Yes, is it a kiss?" The saint's tone softened a lot, and her voice was very moving.

Mei Nianzhi paused and said, "No, it's my stepsister."

The saint said "Oh" awkwardly.

It turns out she is her stepsister. No wonder I have never heard of Mr. Mei having a sister before.

The saint quickly put her sister's matter behind her. She looked at Mei Nianzhi with a rare shyness of a little girl on her face.

"Mr. Mei, what you promised me before..."

Mei Nianzhi took the initiative to apologize for leaving without saying goodbye last time.

The Saint said tolerantly, "It's okay, as long as you keep your word."

Mei Nianzhi said: "Of course."

The saint smiled. She was already extremely beautiful, with a stunning beauty and indescribable friendliness. The monks nearby stared at her with their eyes wide open.

Seeing this scene, Fan Li was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that the saint really liked Mei Nianzhi.

And he looked like he was completely controlled.

No wonder after Mei Nianzhi passed away in the previous life, the threshold of the Beastmaster Sect was almost trampled by the chosen ones, and no one could catch the eye of the Saint.

Fan Li's eyes moved back and forth between the two of them. She couldn't help but wonder what Mei Nianzhi was thinking about the Saint.

The Saint suddenly remembered that she had not asked Fan Li's name yet, so she looked at her and smiled softly, "May I know your last name, sister?"

Calling her "sister" is also very smooth.

Come to think of it, she always felt that Fan Li looked somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him.

"Your surname is Fan, Fan Li."

"Fan Li, what a nice name."

The saint praised with a smile, but suddenly she realized something and her smile froze on her face.