Chapter 289 Fairy Art
Although the girl's beautiful face is disbelief, her grandfather won't talk nonsense, and she is extremely faught! I had to force him to stop looking in the direction of North Korea.
Han Lijian gave the other party a small lesson, but he did not really hurt the other party, and he was also very satisfied.
At this time, his lips moved slightly and transmitted the sound.
Suddenly, the old man in green robe remembered Han Li's voice.
"After leaving the Xin Palace, don't be in a hurry to leave and wait for me at the back door of the palace. I have something to ask you!"
Han Li's voice was full of the unquestionable smell of command, which stunned the old man's body and cried bitterly in his heart.
"It's rare for this master, won't he let go of their grandparents and grandchildren? There are still other intentions for them! Fortunately, the other party doesn't seem to be cruel. There should be no danger! And it seems that it is also a rare opportunity for the family to revitalize the relationship with the foundation-building monks. The old man in green robe can only comfort himself like this, and his heart is up and down, suffering incomparable!
Seeing this, Han Li smiled and turned his attention back to the white-haired old way again.
At this time, Wu Xianshi has checked most of the crowd and has not yet found a person with immortality.
Those young people who were declared unfated had to return to their seats dejectedly. Of course, their elders did not look good.
"Xianyuan, this is obviously looking for people with spiritual roots. However, this old way is not a pure trouble. It seems that I really want to accept disciples from these people! Otherwise. Just point at a few people randomly. Han Li looked at the old way of checking the spiritual root for every young man happily, and thought indifferently.
But Han Li felt that he was afraid that there was not much play to sing when he accepted his disciples here. Among these fifty or sixty people, I just want to pick out people with spiritual roots. I really don't have much hope!
When Han Li just thought of this, the white-haired old man suddenly said loudly:
"This son has a fairy fate, and I can include it under the door!"
Han Li heard this. I was stunned. I can't help looking at this man with immortality.
I saw a white and fat young man standing in front of Wu Xianshi at a loss.
Next to it is a middle-aged man with a big belly and a purple silk dress. Then he asked with an unbelievable face:
"Fairy Master, does my Tongjing really have a fairy fate? I didn't do it!"
The man who was really hit by the huge pie was still a little afraid. There were so many young handsome people in front who didn't pick it. This lazy man would be favored by the fairy master at a glance, which really made him like a dream.
"Hehe. Don't worry, don't worry! The poor road has been checked several times. The noble son does have fairy roots and can learn fairy arts together with the little prince. Seeing this, Wu Xianshi twisted his snow-white beard and said with a smile.
"Thank you, Xianshi! Thank you, fairy master! Although I'm not very rich, I also have a little thin land at home. I will definitely prepare a heavy gift for the immortal master tomorrow! Come on... kowtow to the immortal master!" After the middle-aged man was convinced that this matter was correct. He danced happily, and he was even more incoherent.
And those young people who lost the election were dumbfounded when they saw this.
Isn't this person favored by Wu Xianshi the boy who is often regarded by them as a wine bag and rice bag?
Such a waste is actually a fairy-rooted person, which is too difficult to accept!
Not only do these young people think so, but their elders can't help but look at each other. I find it a little difficult to accept.
After all, this young man named Tongjingdi is famous in their circle.
There is no different color on Han Li's face.
Whether a person has a spiritual root or not depends on whether a man and a woman are handsome, durable and beautiful, or even has nothing to do with human intelligence. At this time, there is no rule to find.
Otherwise, before the immortal cultivation family appears, the immortalists don't have to be so difficult to find high apprentices.
However, it's a little surprising that Han Li can really find a person with spiritual roots among such a little people. It seems that this Taoist priest is lucky!
Han Li and his grandparents understand this truth, but the others in the hall don't understand it.
They whispered and talked about it one after another.
Some of them are shrewd people. He even began to doubt the authenticity of Wu Xianshi. Let those who haven't tested it later listen to it. They are all a little hesitant.
In this way, there was a cold situation in front of Lao Dao for a while.
Xin Wang saw this. He looked unhappy. He looked unhappy.
But everyone in the hall has been friends with him for many years, so it's not easy to say something dissible directly, so they have to say gently to the old man:
"Wu Xianshi, we are all just mortals. few people have seen the real fairy magic, so the fairy master will show his hand again to open everyone's eyes!"
After listening to what King Xin said, the people present immediately had no voice at all, and they all looked at what the fairy master said.
The white-haired old man pondered for a moment, then agreed very readily, and then asked everyone to follow him to the open space in front of the hall.
With the old saying, the people in the hall suddenly gushed out of the hall. Han Li also followed out indifferently.
On the contrary, the grandparents and grandchildren did not mean to move. It seems that they are still worried about Han Liyue's meeting!
Out of the living room, the old man stood in a large circle surrounded by people and began to cast spells.
I saw him pinching the formula with both hands, his feet standing flat, and chanting words in a low voice in his mouth. If there was no mantra, it added a bit of mystery to him.
In this way, all the onlookers held their breath and stared at the old way's every move.
After listening to these spells, Han Li rolled his eyes secretly.
At this time, Lao Dao's palms closed in the middle, and then left and right, a fist-sized fireball floated in the middle of both hands. At the same time, the temperature nearby suddenly rose, and a hot smell permeated.
This is the "fireball" spell that everyone must practice.
And this is the most common scene of immortals, but it immediately made people nearby exclaim and shout incredible!
But the next scene not only made these mortals continue to be stunned, but also Han Li was shocked at the beginning.
Because of the next old way, the two hands kept changing gestures, and as a result, the hot fireball gradually deformed in front of everyone's eyes.
First, he slowly stretched out his wings and grew a sharp beak, then turned into a pair of slender claws and tails, turning into a small and exquisite flame bird.
"Is it firebird art!"
Seeing this scene, Han Li's nerves tightened, and he almost dared to look into his eyes.
"Firebird" is a real intermediate and preliminary spell, even Han Li did not master it. But in front of him, this is just the old way of the cultivation of immortals in the refining period. It's really difficult for him to use it on the spot! No wonder Han Li thought it was dazzled.
But Han Li's surprise was just a matter of a moment.
He immediately found the huge difference between this firebird and the real "firebird".
Although from the appearance, the changing bird of the fireball is very similar to the magic image released by the firebird, they are also very different in shape.
The firebird of "Firebird" has two wings and is nearly ten feet in size. And the changed firebird, which has always been the size of a fist, is incomparable at all.
But it really convinced Han Li that this was just a "pseudo-firebird" or the size of the mana fluctuation contained in the two.
The destructive power contained in the body of the firebird transformed by the firebird skill is that even the monks in the foundation period will never dare to take it. And this small sparrow-like firebird's mana fluctuation is exactly the same as that of the fireball, without increasing by half.
It seems to be just a pure deformation!
Han Li, who figured this out, was so angry and funny!
He was almost cheated by this little trick. It's really a little embarrassing!
However, this man's skill of manipulating the change of flames is really amazing! Han Li asked himself that he could never do such a subtle control, and he didn't know how the other party, a gas refining monk, could do it to this extent. This old-fashioned way is really interesting!
The performance below Lao Dao completely confirmed Han Li's idea.
The red bird, which was spreading its wings and flying high, suddenly fell to the ground and turned into a red pug, running happily around the old road.
Soon after, the puppy turned into a fire snake, and the fire snake evolved into a villain...
This series of amazing performances completely made those mortals who had never seen the change of spells stunned and open their mouths!
Until Lao Dao suddenly pointed with his hand, the last changed flame pony rushed to a small cherry tree on one side. As a result, the flame rose and turned the tree into ashes in an instant.
That's the end of the performance.
At this time, the onlookers woke up like a dream and desperately called the immortal master to the old Tao.
The original suspicion in my heart has long been left behind, and there is no disbelief!
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