Han Li glanced over, and saw that the iron-tower giant man had soaring eyebrows and glaring eyes, a rough face, and an aura that was extremely thick and powerful. He was actually a mid-stage Grand Luo cultivator.

Although the other party's words revealed a sense of closeness, he didn't recognize him.

However, after only a few thoughts back and forth, Han Li understood the key to the matter, and then pretended to be familiar and greeted him with a smile, saying, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, it's been many years since we last met, it's truly been a long time..."

The two walked closer, quickly exchanged a glance, and then began to exchange pleasantries.

The long-bearded old man who was the greeter on the side narrowed his eyes slightly, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Fortunately, he hadn't made things difficult for this person before, it seemed that he really was an old friend of his Sect Master.

Zhou Xianyang and Han Li walked arm in arm, all the way to the inner hall of the other courtyard.

"Elder Zhu, go prepare a banquet. Today I will use the 'Azure Mist Jade Dew,' which I have treasured for ten thousand years, to welcome and cleanse the dust for my old friend." Zhou Xianyang said with a smile on his face to the long-bearded old man.

"As you command." The latter nodded after hearing this.

After he left, Zhou Xianyang welcomed Han Li into the house, and with a wave of his hand, a silver light gate emerged.

Neither of them spoke, and stepped into the light gate, arriving in a secret room.

"The Elder Zhu you just saw is a spy planted by the Jin Yuan Immortal Palace by my side, so I had no choice but to perform this scene of old friends reuniting. I hope Fellow Daoist Han won't take offense." Zhou Xianyang said with cupped fists.

"It seems that Sect Master Zhou's hidden post is not easy to maintain." Han Li said with a smile.

"Not at all, fortunately that Elder Zhu is somewhat shrewd, but not intelligent enough, so he has lived a relatively stable life these years. This time the higher-ups are going to make a big move, and I am also ready." Zhou Xianyang said in a low voice.

"Previously, Fellow Daoist Jiao San didn't tell me the specific situation, only that when I arrived here, I should listen to Sect Master Zhou's arrangements." Han Li said with a slight bow.

"Fellow Daoist Han is too polite, Fellow Daoist Jiao San didn't say that to me. She explicitly stated that I should put Fellow Daoist Han first in everything, and provide all possible assistance to Fellow Daoist." Zhou Xianyang said with a smile.

"I'm not being polite, I actually don't know much about the details of this mission, so I still need Sect Master Zhou to explain it to me in detail." Han Li said with a slight frown.

"The Heavenly Court holds the Bodhi Banquet, basically only once every five million years, inviting ten thousand immortals from the Immortal World to share the Bodhi Dao Fruit. It is very rare. However, in the past, only invited guests were qualified to attend. It is truly the first time that they have only given out quotas without restricting the selection of participants." Zhou Xianyang said.

"Oh, it wasn't like this in the past... Then is there any explanation for this arrangement this time?" Han Li asked again.

"I'm not sure, but for our Samsara Temple, it's not a bad thing. This time, the Great Jin Yuan Immortal Domain has obtained a total of one hundred quotas, of which the Nine Yuan Temple and the Hundred Crafts Mountain account for the majority, the Jin Yuan Immortal Palace and the Sun Moon Alliance account for a small part, leaving only twelve quotas for the remaining sects. We must strive to obtain one from among these." Zhou Xianyang shook his head and continued.

"I wonder what sects are participating, and what is their respective strength?" Han Li asked.

"The Sun Moon Alliance already leads most of the small and medium sects in the Jin Yuan Immortal Domain, and their quotas are divided by the Sun Moon Alliance themselves. These twelve quotas are contested by the remaining medium-sized sects that have not joined the Sun Moon Alliance. Although there are already fewer than half of the competitors, there are still ninety-six sects that will participate." Zhou Xianyang said.

"Ninety-six sects competing for twelve quotas, if there are no accidents, it will take three rounds of competition to win. Moreover, the Bodhi Banquet is of such high规格, presumably each sect will spare no effort to send the person with the highest combat power in the sect to participate, right?" Han Li frowned slightly and asked.

"That's right. But you can rest assured that the founders, elders, and sect leaders of each sect, relying on their status, generally will not participate in the fight. However, it cannot be ruled out that some sect leaders will be greedy for the Bodhi Dao Fruit, and will not care about their status and face, and will personally participate in the competition." Zhou Xianyang nodded and said.

"Sect Master Zhou can say that, presumably because he thinks someone will really do that, right?" Han Li asked with a smile.

"That's right, our Xianshan Sect's mortal enemy, the Lonely Yang Peak Peak Master Si Kongjian. This guy is insidious and cunning, and never cares about his own identity in order to achieve his goals. He once ambushed and killed a talented junior in my sect in order to avenge his only son. Later, he has been hiding on Lonely Yang Peak and has not come out. Our Xianshan Sect has chased and killed hundreds of his disciples who went down the mountain to practice, but he has not come out of the mountain." Zhou Xianyang said with resentment.

"But, I wonder, what is this person's cultivation and combat power?" Han Li asked.

"Si Kongjian was previously an early-stage Grand Luo Realm cultivator. He has been in seclusion in recent years, and I don't know if he has successfully severed a corpse and broken through to the mid-stage Grand Luo. However, this guy's combat power was half a level higher than that of cultivators of the same rank when he was in the early stage, so he must not be taken lightly. Of course, the best situation is naturally not to encounter him." Zhou Xianyang said solemnly.

"Drawing lots to fight, it's hard to guarantee that we won't encounter him. Afterwards, I still hope that Sect Master Zhou can organize a detailed list of his information for me. If I really encounter him in the selection, I can also be prepared. I don't know who else needs to be paid attention to besides him?" Han Li nodded and said.

"Luo Yuanshan from Qinghui Forest, Zhao Bolao from Wuji Mountain, Fairy Zi Luo from Tianyou Lake... These people are all strong, and it is very likely that they will represent their sects in battle. Later, I will organize their information and give it to you." Zhou Xianyang said in one breath, naming more than a dozen names.

"Very good." Han Li said with a smile.

"This time, Fellow Daoist Han is participating in the selection, and needs to use the identity of my junior brother, Chang Qi. He travels around all year round, and not many people in the sect have seen his face, so it is not a problem to fool people, the difficulty is that my junior brother is from the Profound Cultivation lineage, and he has not practiced many of our sect's own cultivation methods, only relying on his body refining Xuan Gong to reach the late stage of the Taiyi Realm. If Fellow Daoist Han participates in the war in his identity, I'm afraid many immortal spells will not be available." Zhou Xianyang said with some concern.

"Profound Cultivation? Hehe... Just what I want." Han Li said with a smile when he heard this, but he understood somewhat why Jiao San had asked him to come here.

"Could it be that Fellow Daoist Han is also from the Profound Cultivation lineage?" Zhou Xianyang raised his eyebrows and said with some surprise.

Han Li's heart moved slightly, and the Heavenly Fiend Suppressing Prison Art operated silently. A tyrannical aura suddenly erupted from his body, and more than nine hundred Profound Apertures lit up one after another, illuminating the entire secret room.

"I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Han's Profound Cultivation creation has actually reached such a point. My junior brother can't even catch up with you." Zhou Xianyang's expression changed drastically when he saw this, and he muttered to himself.

How would he know that in order not to scare him, Han Li didn't even light up all the immortal apertures.

"Sect Master Zhou is laughing at me." Han Li said with a smile.

"Since that's the case, there's no need to worry. Junior Brother Chang Qi, come out." Zhou Xianyang said with a relaxed expression.

Hearing this, Han Li looked towards the inner hall of the secret room, and saw a thin young man who looked as if he could not withstand a gust of wind, walking out of the dark door. He was dressed in a cyan shirt, and looked refined and courteous. How did he look like he was from the Profound Cultivation lineage?

"Greetings, Senior Brother, Fellow Daoist Han." The young man walked closer and bowed.

"Fellow Daoist's Profound Cultivation power is so restrained, it has almost reached the point of returning to simplicity and storing strength in the bones. It's really not easy." Han Li immediately returned a salute and said.

"Fellow Daoist Han can see through my heels at a glance, it seems that my cultivation is still not enough." The weak young man named Chang Qi said with a gleam in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Chang is too modest." Han Li said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Han, there is still more than a month before the day of the Bodhi Banquet quota selection. In this month, you must be as familiar as possible with the characteristics of my junior brother's cultivation method. Although you can't achieve complete unity of form and spirit, you must at least be able to fool people, so as not to expose Fellow Daoist's identity. In addition, Fellow Daoist should know how to use the mask of the Samsara Temple, right?" Zhou Xianyang asked.

"Fellow Daoist Jiao San has already taught me before." Han Li nodded.

"Then it's not too late, Fellow Daoist, let's start now." Zhou Xianyang said.

Han Li and Chang Qi looked at each other, the latter's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded to him.

"Offended..." Han Li said apologetically.

After saying that, he made a hand seal with both hands, and silently chanted a spell. The handsome face on his face suddenly blurred, and the black mask covering his original face appeared.

Only to see strands of runes light up on the mask, and a layer of viscous and heavy black mist emerged from it, flowing down Han Li's body, wrapping him up completely.

After the mist landed, it condensed into a line, and like a living thing, it wandered away and came to Chang Qi's feet.

Chang Qi put his hands behind his back, with a slight look of nervousness on his face, but he always kept his body standing still, without any extra movements.

Only to see that the black mist gathered more and more under his feet, and finally spread upwards, wrapping him up as well.

Han Li and Chang Qi stood facing each other, with a bridge of black mist erected in the middle. The faces of both of them were blurred and could not be seen through, but it could be clearly felt that Chang Qi's aura was constantly being attracted by the black mist, and gathering towards Han Li's body.

Zhou Xianyang stood aside, looking at the two people wrapped in black rice dumplings, a trace of anticipation flashed in his eyes.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the black mist gathered on Chang Qi's body receded first, and kept falling down, retreating back along the black line formed by the black mist on the ground, and returned to Han Li's body.

Han Li's figure then shrank downwards at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming as tall as Chang Qi.

Immediately afterwards, he saw gurgling mist flowing backwards, all returning to the black mask, and finally being completely absorbed by the mask, and a piece of black light lit up on the mask.

As the black light dissipated, a brand new face appeared on Han Li's face, and that appearance was exactly the same as Chang Qi.

Zhou Xianyang's eyes lit up, and he busily looked up and down, but found that the two "Chang Qi" in front of him were exactly the same in terms of body shape, demeanor, and aura fluctuations. He couldn't even tell them apart.

The real Chang Qi, because a lot of immortal spiritual power had been absorbed by the mask, his aura was unstable at the moment, and he looked more like a disguised person than Han Li, the imposter.