Fang Zhuan stood still and flipped his wrist. Golden light flashed in his palm and a palm-sized golden tablet appeared.
The tablet was densely covered in runes and was made of the same material as the metal squares.
He chanted a few times and formed a hand seal with his other hand. All of the runes on the golden tablet suddenly lit up and a golden light shot out, landing on one of the metal squares on the wall behind him.
The square's restriction flickered and released waves of light that rippled like water. Then, a square metal box the size of an ordinary makeup box moved out from the wall and flew into Fang Zhuan's hand.
He pressed the metal tablet against the square box. The square box suddenly shone with golden light and a spherical light barrier appeared, enveloping the box.
Han Li swept his gaze over it and saw that the golden runes on the light barrier were constantly flashing like golden dragons. They constantly revolved around the light barrier and emitted an extremely peculiar aura.
However, after a short moment, the spherical light barrier suddenly retracted and the golden light also faded.
The square box slowly flew back into the square on the wall and with a flash of light, it was sealed again. Only the metal tablet was left floating in the air.
During this entire process, the square box had not been opened at all.
From this, it could be seen that although this person was a hall attendant, he was unable to open the square boxes that contained the secret tome. The only thing he could do was copy the contents of the secret tome.
Fang Zhuan picked up Han Li's elder tablet and placed it together with the metal tablet. He chanted a secret incantation.
The two items flashed at the same time and then extinguished.
"Alright, the merit points in the tablet have been deducted.
The Spirit Tablet has also recorded the aura of your blood essence. From now on, only you can view the cultivation method recorded inside.
Remember, do not attempt to copy the contents. Otherwise, you will have to bear the consequences. "Fang Zhuan handed over the two tablets and warned.
"If that's the case, many thanks to Elder Fang." Han Li reached out to receive the tablets and nodded.
At this moment, another person quickly walked in from outside the hall and called out to Fang Zhuan, "Senior Brother Fang."
"Oh, so it's Junior Brother Gu. I haven't seen you in a while. What brings you here today?" Fang Zhuan was obviously very familiar with the other person and smiled in response.
Seeing this, Han Li was slightly startled.
This seemingly ordinary scene was a little hard to understand. That man surnamed Gu was clearly a True Immortal Realm cultivator, but he actually addressed Fang Di, a Great Ascension cultivator, as senior brother?
Fang Chen seemed to notice Han Li's strange behavior, and a trace of sadness flashed across his face.
"Since Elder Fang has a guest to visit, I will take my leave now." Han Li saw this and immediately bade farewell.
"Alright, take care, Elder Li.
If you need anything else today, you can come back at any time. "Fang Zhuan nodded in a meaningful manner.
Han Li touched his chin in confusion. After nodding to the two, he turned around and left.
After leaving the Inheritance Hall, he originally intended to directly return to the abode on Crimson Afterglow Peak, but he suddenly thought of something and turned towards the nearby Inheritance Hall.
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Pu Spirit Valley was located at the western border of the Zhongming Mountain Range. It was an enormous trumpet shaped valley that was sandwiched between two side mountain ranges that extended towards the south.
Because of the Pu Spirit Herb that possessed the ability to slightly converge the spirit energy of the heavens and the earth grew in this valley, it was named Pu Spirit Valley.
Due to this characteristic of the Pu Spirit Herb, it was often used to make meditation cushions. For low level cultivators, possessing such a meditation cushion for cultivation was able to increase the speed of their cultivation by quite a bit.
Of course, the Pu Spirit Herb in this valley belonged to the sect, and it was explicitly prohibited for disciples to pluck it without permission. Violators would be severely punished.
Speaking of which, this valley could be considered to be a rather special place in the Serpent Dragon Path. The inner court trials that were held once every ten years would usually gather here for the participating outer court disciples, and then the managing elder would lead them to places like Snowmelt Forest to carry out the trials.
However, after every single trial, only an extremely small number of people were lucky enough to pass through and become inner court disciples that were envied by everyone. Most people either died in the cruel process of the trials or returned riddled with injuries to continue being an ordinary outer court disciple.
Because every single outer court disciple only had a single chance to participate in the trials in their entire lifetime, once they failed, then it meant that if they didn't have any special fortuitous encounter, then they would forever be unable to become an inner court disciple.
Actually, most of these outer court disciples came from all over the Ancient Cloud Continent, and their natural endowments weren't bad. They could be called geniuses in their respective powers and clans, otherwise, even the outer court disciples of the Serpent Dragon Path would be unable to be selected.
After failing the inner court trials, they were naturally unwilling to give up on the Grand Dao of immortal cultivation. Thus, most of them chose to sign the contract in Pu Spirit Hall and wait for the various True Immortals of the Serpent Dragon Path to arrive and select them with the hope of becoming their servants.
After all, being able to become the servant of a True Immortal that had attained the Dao was naturally an indescribably great fortuitous encounter in the eyes of these people, and their identities would naturally be greatly different along with this.
If they obtained the recognition of a True Immortal and were bestowed with some fortuitous encounters, then it wasn't entirely impossible for them to make an exception and directly take them as an inner court disciple in the future.
However, most True Immortals had their own servants since long ago, and most of them were chosen from the disciples of their respective clans, so there were very few people that came to Pu Spirit Gorge to select servants. Of course, if it was a female cultivator with superb beauty, then the chances of being selected would be comparatively higher.
Even then, every time the news of a True Immortal arriving spread out, it would still draw over a large number of disciples to come here and try their luck.
At this moment, Pu Spirit Gorge was packed with people and clamorous sounds, and a few thousand people had gathered here in a dense mass. Moreover, there were still people rushing over ceaselessly towards the entrance of the gorge.
Not long ago, a managing elder of Pu Spirit Hall had released news that a True Immortal might come here to select a servant in the near future, so many outer court disciples had gathered here when they heard the news.
On both sides of the gorge were expanses of grass formed from jade green Pu Spirit Grass that had thick roots and were shaped like swords, and they were separated by over 300m.
On every expanse of grass were tens or even hundreds of grey robed cultivators standing or sitting cross-legged, and it seemed as if every expanse of grass was a circle that seemed to be clearly separated.
Most of these people had cultivations at the Foundation Establishment Stage or Core Formation Stage, and of course, there were a few Nascent Soul Stage disciples.
They intended to take advantage of the gap between the arrival of a True Immortal to sit cross-legged here and cultivate for a while, so they wouldn't waste their cultivation time.
Outside the entrance of the gorge, a Youth that looked to be in his early twenties, wore a grey robe, and had a crescent moon shaped jade pendant hanging from his waist. He seemed to be simple and honest, and he rushed out with three companions and squeezed into the vast crowd.
"Yun Gui, let's find a more conspicuous position, it'll be more likely to be selected like this." A round-faced fatty among his companions opened up a path in the crowd as he spoke to the simple and honest Youth.
The expanse of grass with the best positions at the entrance of the gorge had basically been occupied by people led by Nascent Soul Stage disciples, and only the grass that was slightly further inside still had some space.
"Okay, there's still space over there." The simple and honest Youth nodded and pointed at a patch of grass that was over a hundred feet in size not far away.
As a result, just as he stepped into the grass, he felt his shoulder heavily hit by someone, and his body staggered. He turned his head to look and saw a tall and sturdy Youth who looked like an iron tower.
"Isn't this Young Master Meng Yungui?
What, you've come to fight with us for a spot again? "The iron tower like Youth Meng mocked.
When the simple and honest Youth heard this, his footsteps stopped, and he subconsciously clenched his fists, but in the end, he loosened them.
The person in front of him was called Sun Buzheng, and in reality, they were from the same hometown. They both came from a small and remote country, Mengchi.
The Meng Family that Meng Yungui belonged to was a cultivator family that secretly controlled this country, and this Sun Buzheng's family was the royal family of Mengchi. The two of them had a good relationship when they were young, and could be considered close friends.
However, there was an upheaval in Mengchi later on, and the Sun royal family was overthrown. The Meng Family also happened to be attacked by foreign cultivator forces at that time, and thus declined.
Sun Buzheng's real name was Sun Hao, and as a former member of the royal family, he watched as his country was destroyed, and he always thought that it was because the Meng Family stood by and did nothing, so he always had a deep grudge against the Meng Family. Later on, when he reunited with Meng Yungui in Torch Dragon Path, he often saw them as enemies.
In the beginning, Meng Yungui wanted to explain, but later on, he realized that it was useless, so he gave up.
Every time he faced Sun Buzheng's provocation, he chose to endure it, but it was his attitude that made Sun Buzheng even angrier.
"Let's go somewhere else."
Meng Yungui said to the people behind him in a low voice, and was about to walk towards another patch of grass that was not far away.
"Meng Yungui, are you even a man?
Every time you act like a grandson, it makes me angry. "Sun Buzheng looked at his back and could not help but say angrily.
His angry roar was extremely loud, causing everyone around him to look over. Among them was a tall and big Youth with an ordinary face.
The patch of grass this person was in was not small, and on it, there were some outer House disciples sitting in groups of three to five. He was the only one there alone.
This person was none other than Han Li, who just rushed over from the Hall of Cultivation.
He did not go to the Hall of Spiritual Pushes to find the Elder to pick from the list. Instead, he entered the valley and decided to take a look himself.
Though he was only a servant, he did not want to listen to other people's so-called recommendations, which could lead to people planting spies around him.
He only revealed the Qi of the completion level, so he did not attract much attention. Everyone simply thought of him as an outer House disciple who came to try his luck.
He glanced at the simple and honest Youth who was walking towards him, and then looked away.
"All of you, get the f * ck out of here. This place is mine!" Just then, a cold voice came from in front of him.
It was a middle aged man who looked like he was in his forties. Behind him were two cultivators, one male and one female, who seemed to be following his lead.
This person was of the advanced stage of the completion level. Out of all the completion levelled cultivators around him, he was considered an expert.
The cultivators who were in the same patch of grass as Han Li were mostly of the beginning stage of the completion level. Seeing this situation, some of their expressions turned ugly, but after exchanging glances, they all left the patch of grass without a word.
Before long, only Han Li remained. Meng Yungui, who was walking towards him, frowned and stopped where he was.
The middle-aged man frowned and stared at Han Li, coldly saying, "Youngster, you look quite unfamiliar. Are you new here?"
"I haven't been here for long.
I heard that the disciples who want to become a servant of a true immortal are coming here, so I came to take a look. "Han Li's tone was calm.
"Haha, look at him, he is still an idiot who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"
"Does he really think he's a brilliant young genius?!"