A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Seeing this scene, the faces of the big man and the others over there changed slightly, and then the four of them gathered together and whispered.

At the same time, the voice of the old man named Fu also sounded in Han Li's ears:

"It seems that after this formation is broken, our joint efforts have collapsed. I wonder, Brother Han, what are your plans next?"

Han Li glanced at the old man not far away, pondered for a moment, and then transmitted the message with the same slight movement of his lips.

"There are so many places leading to here. Han is also planning to act alone. As long as he doesn't choose a few particularly attractive places, there should be no danger."

"That's it! But Mr. Fu dare not act alone. He is secretly attacked by the silver-winged yaksha and the lion beast. I have no power to protect myself. I'll choose the same stone steps with fellow Taoist Bai. Whether you can gain anything depends on it. It's your own chance." The old man was silent for a moment and then replied with a wry smile.

The elder of the Jiuyou Sect had no intention of complaining. After all, with so many people hunting for treasure, it is really not suitable for many people to search in the same place. Otherwise, if any rare treasures do appear, a fight for them will be inevitable.

Han Li's magical power was obviously much higher than that of him and Bai Yaoyi, so it would be better to just split up here.

"Brother Rich, Fellow Daoist Han! I'm going to take a step forward." The discussion over there seemed to be finished. The big man immediately said hello to this side, and then walked around in groups of two in front of several stone tablets, and divided the troops into two groups. flew towards two of the stone steps.

Soon after, their figures disappeared into the spiritual mist in the distance and disappeared.

At this time, the old man surnamed Fu also finished communicating with Bai Yaoyi secretly. After saying goodbye to Han Li, the two of them chose a stone step that no one had ever been before and couldn't wait to use the light body technique to leave.

In the huge square, for a moment, only Han Li was left.

Looking around at the empty surroundings, Han Li showed a sneer on his face and glanced at the stone tablets.

Except for the "Kunwu Palace" and "Demon Suppressing Tower" that the first few waves of people walked through, which sounded like the center of Kunwu Mountain, the rest were some ambiguous places that people couldn't tell.

"Huiming Pavilion, Xiangyun Hall, Gouyu Pond... Zhuling Hall. Could it be related to weapon refining?" Han Li paused and stopped at a certain stone tablet.

Although he knew that places like Kunwu Hall and Lingbao Pavilion were more likely to find valuable treasures. But there must be a lot of monks going, and he has no interest in risking his life for this.

Now that the Infant Training Pill has been obtained, the most important thing is to be able to escape safely this time.

Han Li thought about it in his mind and felt that there would most likely be no one in the Soul Casting Hall. However, he was somewhat interested. He immediately walked up the stone steps behind the stone monument and headed up the mountain.

Shortly after Han Li disappeared, yellow light flashed in the center of the square, and three monsters, the silver-winged yaksha, the ugly woman, and the lion and beast, appeared simultaneously in the light.

"The Earth Escape Technique can only be used so far. If you move forward, you will trigger the underground restriction." Silver-winged Yaksha restrained his brilliance, turned his head and looked at the stone steps leading to Kunwu Hall, and slowly said.

"The remaining spiritual energy here is very strong. It seems that the human monks have just destroyed the magic circles." The ugly woman also said with her hands on her waist.

At this moment, the lion beast suddenly roared twice, then spread its wings, flew into the low air, circled several stone tablets several times, and then flew back again.

"People have been passing by these places! Tsk tsk, fellow Taoist lions and birds have a really keen sense of smell." Silver-winged Yaksha was startled at first, and then laughed.

"That's just right. Those human monks act separately. It will be easier for me to snatch the life cards. However, if the monks who broke into Kunwu Temple are not good at magical powers, they may not be able to break the restrictions of this temple." The ugly woman frowned and worried again. stand up.

"Humph, it doesn't matter. If these humans can't do it, I will help them secretly. As long as we don't touch those restrictions that restrain us, we can still be somewhat sure of breaking the rest." Silver-winged Yaksha said confidently.

"In this case, let's go. First, let's see who are the monks walking this stone staircase? Brother Yasha, among the three of us, I have the best concealment skills to save you. Please help us cover our bodies. "The ugly woman said carelessly.

"I know." Silver-winged Yaksha agreed without any care.

Then the wings behind his back shook slightly, and a stream of silver clouds surged out from above, sweeping them all at the same time. Then with a flash of light, the three monsters disappeared.

At this time, at the stone pavilion halfway up Kunwu Mountain, a five-color peacock had just half-peeped out of the light curtain...

Of course, Han Li didn't know about all this.

At this moment, he was tiptoeing, and his body swayed several feet away as if nothing existed. After turning a few corners, the White Jade Square had already disappeared without a trace.

There are some tall spiritual trees on both sides of the stone steps, some of which Han Li knows, and some that he has never seen before.

He looked at it with some interest.

These trees have been growing on Kunwu Mountain for who knows how many thousands of years. Even the ordinary spiritual trees have now become excellent materials for refining weapons.

However, Han Li naturally would not slow down for these things. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, my eyes suddenly brightened, and I finally saw a large pavilion in the distance.

Han Li showed a hint of joy, and immediately sped up a bit, reaching the end of the stone steps in a blink of an eye, but then he stopped with a look on his face.

Because there is a white misty light curtain in front of him, and through the light curtain, there is a huge cyan wall behind him, six to seven feet high, covering the back tightly. But facing the stone steps, there is a tall stele tower, and you can faintly see the large buildings behind the wall. On the conspicuous top of the stele tower, the three characters "Zhuling Hall" are written in silver powder.

Han Li looked around. The light curtain was extremely wide, covering the manor-like casting hall. There was no way to get in by any means.

It seems that the ancient monks who sealed this mountain opened all the restrictions before leaving and protected everything here. Maybe they thought they would have a chance to return to this mountain in the future.

He thought indifferently, but without hesitation in his movements, his sleeves and robes flickered, and a golden light flew out and struck the light screen fiercely.

"Zila!" There was a crisp sound, and the golden light transformed by the flying sword relied on its sharpness and struck into the light curtain about a foot deep, but had to stop. The light curtain that randomly broke open emitted white light, and seemed to be closing again.

He frowned, raised his hand and pointed at the light screen. With a "swish" sound, the flying sword immediately flew back. The split light curtain closed again.

Looking at the light curtain, which was about ten feet thick, Han Li estimated that even using giant sword techniques to attack it might not be effective. After all, if a barrier-type restriction like this cannot be destroyed with one strike, it can be restored to its original state almost instantly.

Of course, if he is patient, he can also release gold-eating insects to slowly devour the spiritual power on the light screen. It will probably take a few days to break this restriction.

But how could he have so much time to wait slowly.

After just a brief calculation, he immediately made a decision in his mind. He slapped the storage bag on his waist with one hand, and a large fist of light flew out. After a circle, a simple feather fan appeared, with three colors of gold, silver and red on the surface. The color spirit light flashed endlessly.

He waved his hand in the air, and the fan flew down with a phoenix sound and landed in Han Li's hand.

Then he rubs his hands together unceremoniously, letting down the light, and the fan suddenly becomes several feet in size.

Han Li held Chishan with one hand, looked at the light curtain in front of him with cold eyes, and waved the precious fan in his hand slightly.

With a "pop" sound, when he deliberately controlled the mana in his body, although a stream of three-color flames also surged out from the fan, this time the fire did not turn into a fire phoenix and appeared, but sprayed directly on the light curtain. superior. As a result, the place where the flames passed was like the melting snow of the spring sun. The light curtain suddenly melted and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, a large hole appeared on the light curtain.

Han Li's eyes flashed, he closed the three-flame fan in his hand, and his figure immediately turned into a blue rainbow, which shot directly into the light curtain.

The azure rainbow light faded, and Han Li showed his figure in front of the stele tower, then turned his head and took a look.

In just this moment, the light curtain began to close again.

A wry smile appeared on Han Li's lips. It seems that when I go out, I have to put in a lot of effort.

Thinking of this, he checked the mana in his body again. Although he had the experience of using the Three Flame Fan once, only half of the power was used to operate the fan this time, but nearly one-third of the mana was still lost.

He shook his head, turned around, and strode towards the bell tower behind the stone wall.

The pavilions in front are all of the same style, they are all two-story buildings with a height of more than ten feet. Han Li casually walked into a building near the entrance and found that it was empty. Except for some tables and chairs, there was almost nothing there. It seems to be just a place designed for people to rest.

It seemed that even if there were some personal belongings inside, they had already been cleaned up when the ancient monks evacuated.

Although he had already expected it, Han Li secretly sighed.

As a result, he didn't have much hope for other pavilions.

Sure enough, after looking around several other similar attics, I found nothing.

The other stone houses below, which looked like warehouses, were also empty.

No matter the stone shelves or some huge metal boxes inside, they were all empty, not even a trace of weapon refining materials could be seen. This made Han Li, who had almost turned a small distance, feel depressed.

When Han Li walked out of the last stone house, he appeared in front of a stone palace.

This stone palace does not look very big, as it is more than a hundred feet wide, but it is red in color, like a layer of flames burning on the surface of the entire stone palace.

"Hualing Hall"

Han Li looked at the red plaque hanging on the palace door and murmured to himself.

Although he was just standing outside the stone palace, a hot breath was already coming from inside the palace.

His heart moved, and he walked in with his hands behind his back.

As a result, as soon as the person walked into the palace door, there was a thunderous roar in his ears, which made Han Li narrow his eyes and quickly glance into the palace.