"Li Huayuan?" Mo Juren murmured as he watched the other person's disappearing figure. He naturally knew a lot about this person's situation. Like him, he and Han Li had a master-disciple relationship. However, master-disciple and master-disciple are different. At least in terms of emotions, there are huge differences between the two parties.
In the past, when the other party accepted Han Li as his disciple, he only wanted a dozen spiritual herbs. Later, he gave away the skills to make up for his wife's mental loopholes. Other than that, there was no excessive communication.
Of course, there is no talk of feelings, but more of an exchange of interests. It is no wonder that Han Li was later included in the list of abandoned sons and sacrificed.
As a senior executive of Yellow Maple Valley, it is impossible to say that he does not know about this list. Even if he really does not know, he must know about the escape plan. In this way, informing the superiors in advance will not cause Han Li to be included in the list.
Among them.
The fundamental reason is that he has never been regarded as his direct descendant from beginning to end.
Therefore, it is impossible to say how much Li Huayuan cares about Han Li's safety. After learning this news, he probably just feels a little pity.
The fact was just as he expected. At this time, the Yellow Maple Valley camp was located outside a residence in the central area, and bursts of discussion suddenly erupted.
"We finally broke through but were attacked by demons. Isn't this such bad luck?"
"Lao Ba has only just established the foundation. With his strength, facing the pursuit of multiple demonic monks, it will definitely be a disaster."
"Maybe it's not as bad as imagined. What if Junior Brother Han manages to escape?"
"Even if you can escape with your life, you will inevitably be seriously injured in the end."
"..."
Unlike the discussions among several disciples outside, inside the residence, Li Huayuan's expression did not change at all after listening to Wu Xuan's reply, he did not speak, and he sat there quietly and pondered.
"Li'er, this kid, is also unlucky. It was a fluke that he was able to successfully build the foundation. But he didn't expect that something happened unexpectedly in Yanjiabao, and the guarding of the spiritual mine was in danger again. After finally breaking out, he encountered a demonic monk. It's really...
It's a disaster." A gentle voice came from beside her. It was Li Huayuan's wife, a beautiful young woman about twenty-seven or eighty-year-old. Perhaps it was a woman's unique motherhood, or perhaps it was because of the life-saving work she had done in the past.
Her kindness made her miss Han Li even more.
"Do you think his words are credible?" After a long time, Li Huayuan suddenly spoke, looking at the disciple below and asking directly.
"This should be credible, right? He is from Spirit Beast Mountain and has nothing to do with us. There is no motive for lying about this kind of thing?" Wu Xuan thought for a while and replied.
"Motive?" Li Huayuan pondered again for a moment, and he really couldn't think of the possibility that the other party was lying. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and said again,
"Did he mention that the demonic monk he encountered was from the Ghost Spirit Sect?"
"Although I can't be 100% sure, nineteen eighty-nine is true." Wu Xuan nodded.
"Ghost Spirit Gate, Yanjia Fort, there is a lot of possibility." Li Huayuan murmured to himself, vaguely thinking of something. Suddenly, as if something suddenly occurred to him, he asked again,
"By the way, your third senior brother has completed his sect mission, right? Have you said when you will come back?"
"Third Senior Brother?" Wu Xuan was startled for a moment. He didn't know why the master suddenly asked about this. He thought about it and said,
"It should take another two or three months."
"Two or three months, it's not too late." Li Huayuan nodded, then waved his hand and said,
"Okay, you go down first. Also, when the third child comes back, remember to inform him to come to my place."
"Disciple resigns."
After Wu Xuan left, the woman beside him suddenly spoke again:
"What are you going to do, husband? Do you want to send someone to look for Li'er?"
"Looking for it? Where to look for it?" Li Huayuan shook his head without hesitation and continued,
"Now is the time to employ people. How can we waste extra manpower on such things? Besides, if he is lucky enough to survive, he will come back. If he is really unlucky, then he can only leave it to fate." "I hope Li'er will be safe and sound!" Seeing that her husband had made up his mind, the woman could not persuade her any more, so she could only sigh softly.
……
Mo Juren guessed what Li Huayuan would choose, so he thought that the matter had come to an end and no one would pay attention to it anymore. After about half a year, the war would be over, and naturally it would have no impact.
However, he never thought that there would be another person who would also pay attention to this matter. Just a few days later, like Li Huayuan, he directly sent a disciple over.
"Senior Mo, my master has invited you."
"Who is the Master? What do you want to do with Mo?" Looking at the pretty young girl in a white dress in front of him, Mo Juren couldn't help but feel something in his heart, someone from the Yanyue Sect?
This woman is not very old, probably around 14 or 15 years old, and her cultivation is only in the Qi training stage. So, the master she talks about should be a certain monk in the Dan formation stage.
However, what about the Hidden Moon Sect? Even the monks at the Dan Formation stage can't control him. Just telling him to go ahead obediently with just one sentence is probably overthinking.
"The master's surname is Nangong, and his single name is a euphemism." The delicate girl did not hide anything and replied directly.
"Nangong Wan, it's her!" Hearing the other party's answer, Mo Juren instantly fell into doubt.
How did she find her head? Could it be that she was also asking for information about Han Li? However, Li Huayuan probably doesn't care much about it, but you do care about it.
……
Tianyue Valley is located on the border of Vietnam. It is a small valley that stretches for several miles. A low-level spiritual grass called Tianyue grass grows in the valley, hence the name.
This valley is not close to the Jinguyuan battlefield, and Mo Juren did not expect that the other party would set the invitation location so far away. In order to save time on the way, he even took the pretty girl on the flying boat.
Even so, it took nearly half an hour for Qingzhou's magic weapon to reach its destination.
At this time, somewhere above the valley, there was a huge flying boat hovering motionless. The whole body of the boat was carved from sapphire, and the outer wall was carved with dragons and phoenixes. It was extremely luxurious.
The moment he saw this boat, Mo Juren recognized it at a glance. It was the famous Tianyue Shenzhou of the Hidden Moon Sect.
"Senior, please wait for a moment. I will inform the master right now." The pretty girl bowed and flew directly towards the giant boat with her feet escaping from the light. After a while, she entered the cabin and disappeared.
There was no need to wait for too long. Just a moment later, the pretty girl returned again and invited her softly:
"Senior Mo, Master, please come in and have a chat."
Mo Juren nodded, then put the green boat away, slowly flew down to the deck of the giant boat, and then headed towards the cabin under the guidance of the girl.
The Tianyue Shenzhou is worthy of being a magic weapon. The space inside the cabin is huge. Walking in it feels like you are in a palace suspended in mid-air.
There were a lot of people in the cabin, and beautiful figures appeared from time to time during the journey, all of them women. As they passed by, they kept looking at his face, looking like they wanted to eat him.<
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"Pfft..." The pretty girl leading the way was obviously aware of it and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Mo Juren naturally understood what was going on, and his expression did not change. However, he couldn't help but secretly complained in his heart that the female disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect were too unrestrained and had no scruples.
After passing through a long corridor, and finally reaching a closed door somewhere, the pretty girl stopped and whispered:
"Master, Senior Mo is here."
"Come in." A female voice as clear as an oriole came back, and then the door opened directly, and what came into view was a small living room with a small area.
"Senior Mo, please." The delicate woman raised her arms lightly and said.
Mo Juren nodded slightly, without hesitation, and immediately stepped into it. As for the delicate woman, she stayed outside and did not follow her in.
The decoration style of the living room tends to be simple and elegant. However, occasionally some small details reveal a bit of agility, just right and not obtrusive at all.
In the main seat of the living room, there is a figure of a woman sitting on it. Her appearance is stunning, her temperament is noble and elegant, she is definitely a beauty that is hard to find in the world.
This woman is none other than Nangong Wan, a female cultivator of the Banyue Sect who was in the alchemy period.
This was the first time that Mo Juren met the other party. Unlike Gu Ying, who was as cold as ice and aloof from the world, the impression of the other party on her was more gentle and generous, which made people instinctively feel friendly. His eyes did not stay too long on the other party. He glanced at the other party and immediately looked away. Just as he was about to salute, his expression suddenly hesitated for a moment, and then he bowed slightly and said:
"I've met Senior Nangong."
"Mo Juren, I have admired you for a long time." Nangong Wan obviously noticed something strange about him, and a trace of doubt flashed in his bright eyes. However, he didn't pay too much attention, and a smile immediately appeared on his jade face.
"I don't deserve senior praise for my little reputation." Mo Juren looked calm, then changed the topic and asked directly, "I wonder what the important matter is for senior to come to Mo?"
"Huh?"
Nangong Wan was a little surprised by the other party's cold attitude. Could it be that there was some kind of feud between the two parties?
What's even more strange is that somehow, there is an inexplicable feeling in her heart, as if the other party is not willing to communicate with her too much.
Could it be that he is concerned about his identity? After all, the other party is considered to be the true core disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain, and it is somewhat taboo to have private contact with him, a high-ranking member of the Hidden Moon Sect.
Nangong Wan, who thought he had figured everything out, couldn't help but nod secretly. This person is thoughtful, has good character, and is loyal enough to his sect.
In this case, she followed the other party's wishes and replied directly without wasting time:
"I came to you this time just to find out something, to be precise, about a person."
"Is it true?" Mo Juren's heart moved, but his expression showed a hint of doubt at the right time, and said,
"Senior, if you want to know someone's situation, you can just say it. As long as Mo knows it, he will definitely not hide it."
"Monk Han Li of Yellow Maple Valley." Nangong Wan did not hesitate and said directly,
"I learned something from my disciple Xuan Le. He and you successfully broke through the battle of the spiritual mine a few months ago. However, after such a long time, he has not shown up again.
What happened after that, or is he alive or dead at this moment?"