A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

After Han Li's expression changed, he returned to normal in the blink of an eye, and he walked leisurely in front of the Sixth Company Hall as if nothing had happened.

Master Miaohe and another old man in yellow robe only glanced at Han Li. Although they were a little surprised that the skinny old man dressed as Han Li was not low in cultivation, they did not take it too seriously and led the other four pill-forming monks directly. Walk towards the city center.

Han Li, on the other hand, walked forward without looking back, as if he was just passing by the Sixth Lian Hall shop.

But at this time, Master He and the old man in yellow robe moved their lips slightly, but no sound came out, and they began to talk about something using the sound transmission technique.

Han Li paused slightly with his back to the two of them, but then returned to normal, getting further and further away from Master Miaohe and the others.

After taking the last turn, Han Li walked into a rather grand-looking attic.

After a full hour, he was respectfully seen off by a monk dressed as a shopkeeper and walked out. But he didn't leave immediately, and actually walked into another nearby home...

When Han Li walked out of the fifth shop with satisfaction, he had already collected more than a hundred high-level spiritual stones exchanged for magic weapons, ancient treasures and some rare materials.

But when he walked out this time, he suddenly discovered that there were several unidentified alchemy monks nearby. Each of them looked as if nothing had happened, but there was a trace of strange color flashing in their eyes.

Han Li sneered, immediately canceled his original plan, walked out of Fangshi along the street, and finally walked out of Shicheng.

Most of the monks used concealment spells and followed Han Li out of the city gate, but they immediately looked at each other.

Because Han Li, who was clearly still enveloped by their spiritual thoughts before, mysteriously disappeared in front of everyone, and the surrounding area was empty, without any signs of escape.

Naturally, these monks were in chaos.

Some of them were secretly sent by the shops, and some of them followed Han Li on their own after noticing that Han Li frequently went in and out of several shops, and the shopkeepers respectfully handed him out every time.

Although the old man Han Li dressed up was a late-stage pill-forming monk, these people would not really shrink back if they were lured by a big enough benefit. Even before, someone had already discussed the matter of joining forces.

But now that Han Li had mysteriously disappeared, these monks were stunned and could only search nearby for a while, but found nothing. In the end, they could only return to Stone City in depression.

Not long after these people left, a green light flashed high in the sky where Han Li disappeared, and a vague figure appeared. Immediately, the spiritual light on his body converged, and the figure solidified into shape. It was Han Li who had restored his original appearance.

Han Li looked at Shi Cheng, with a sneer on his lips.

If he hadn't suddenly had other plans, he wouldn't have wanted to alert the Nascent Soul monks in the city to his existence. He would never let the monks who followed him go back alive.

It was only a matter of luck that they failed to see through Han Li's concealment spell. Otherwise, Han Li would not mind wiping out all these pill-forming monks with a wave of his hand if he decided to do so.

After Han Li looked around in the sky, he determined a certain direction and turned into a blue light and walked away.

After a while, green light fell on the col between the two hills surrounding the small town.

The place is extremely quiet with birds chirping and flowers fragrant, and there is also some thick mountain fog that lingers.

Han Li just glanced around and nodded slightly.

He raised his hand, and a stack of colorful formation flags emerged. After more than a dozen rays of light shot out, they disappeared into the surrounding area.

Immediately, a layer of white mist quickly emerged from the ground and merged with the water mist in the mountain col, making them indistinguishable from each other.

Han Li's figure was submerged in the mist.

Han Li, who had set up a concealment circle, patted a certain spirit beast bag on his waist in the mist.

There was a loud buzzing sound, and thousands of gold-eating insects swarmed out of the bag, turning into a golden cloud and floating in front of them.

Han Li sat down cross-legged, murmuring softly, and a green aura began to flash around his body.

After a "boom" sound, the cloud of insects turned into golden flowers and flew away in all directions.

Almost at the same time, Han Li suddenly opened his eyes. The light in his eyes was first bright and translucent, and then suddenly dimmed in a strange way.

This is exactly the Thousand Secret Technique of Spiritual Consciousness Transformation that Han Li used once when he fell into the Devil's Valley. It is a magical power that he realized on his own with the help of the Dayan Jue, which can transform most of his divine consciousness into thousands of tiny spiritual thoughts at once. Temporarily attached to each gold-eating insect, it was as if there were thousands of extra eyes and ears at once.

This technique of transforming spiritual consciousness into a thousand secrets and the technique of attaching spiritual thoughts to spiritual objects that Han Li had previously used may seem somewhat similar, but they are completely different.

One is to split most of the spiritual consciousness into countless small spiritual thoughts at once, and use the ears and eyes of the gold-eating insect to conduct searches and explorations that cannot be done by spiritual thoughts. It must be performed under the personal command of the Yuan Shen, and cannot exceed a certain range, otherwise the spiritual thoughts will be lost. It will be taken back on its own.

The other is to attach an independent distracting spirit to a spiritual object, allowing the distracting spirit to flexibly direct the spiritual object to do things according to the instructions in advance. The soul will not interfere, and can even directly command the spirit insects and beasts that have been sacrificed to attack the enemy. It will definitely To a certain extent, it has the same effect as the Incarnation Technique. And as long as the attachment time is not enough, it can be used no matter how far away it is from the person who casts the spell.

Unless the Divine Mind is inconvenient, it is difficult to use the Divine Consciousness Transformation Thousand, and it feels quite useless. The art of entrusting spiritual objects is a great magical power that few monks in the late Yuanying stage can master, and it is incomparable.

Now as soon as all the gold-eating insects flew out of the white mist, some immediately burrowed into the ground, and some rose into the air. In the blink of an eye, all these spiritual insects disappeared without a trace.

Han Li, who was sitting cross-legged in the magic circle, closed his eyes again, his expression cold and dull.

Time passed little by little, and the sun gradually set from the sea. Finally, at night, the entire Biling Island fell into darkness.

But the lights in the stone city were brightly lit, and the moonstones filled with spiritual power shone brightly, illuminating every part of the stone city like daylight. As a result, it became increasingly apparent that the surroundings of Stone City were extremely dark, and the sound of the sea breeze was roaring continuously, as if countless demons were hiding in the darkness.

Although monks don't care about the black liquid during the day, they can still see clearly at night by spending a little bit of mana, but the distance is far less than that during the day. But that's not the case in the outer sea. There are many monsters in the outer sea. Not to mention walking on the sea, even if you stay on the island at night, you may be secretly approached by some monsters who are proficient in the art of concealment, and then suddenly attack you!

After all, it is impossible for ordinary monks to keep their spiritual thoughts on alert at all times. The number of monks who die because of this every year is almost ten times more than the number that would die if monsters were officially hunted and killed.

Therefore, unless there is an emergency or a high-level monk with great magical powers, the monks on the island will try their best to be on guard at night. Naturally, the restrictions on the gathering points of the monks are fully opened, and all the monks who have not gone to sea have retreated.

In the stone city surrounded by mountains, eight stone towers lit up at the same time, and a layer of light blue light curtain protected the entire stone city to prevent any monsters from sneaking into the city for a sneak attack.

But on such a night, several men wearing cloaks quietly arrived at a certain city gate.

The gatekeepers were a pill-forming and several foundation-building monks. The leader just opened his cloak slightly, revealing his true appearance. The guarding monks took one look at it and immediately hurriedly opened a crack in the city protection restriction. , respectfully send a few people out of Shicheng.

As soon as these people left the city, they immediately turned into a few rays of light and disappeared into the dark night sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The few people fled very quickly, but no one spoke, they just hurried on.

But just before he left the stone city for more than a hundred miles, a soft "eh" sound suddenly came from a ray of light. After a pause, a thin white line shot out from the ray of light and disappeared into the void behind him in a flash. middle.

The other monks were startled, and couldn't help but stop escaping the light, and turned their heads to look back.

With a "Zhi" sound, a ball of dazzling golden light suddenly burst out in the black sky in the far distance. The white line faintly hit something. After a weird hissing sound, a fist of golden light fell straight down from a distance.

"What is that?" Another monk asked in surprise.

But the monk who took the initiative to attack made a move, and the white thread flew back from a distance. After circling, it turned into a snow-white thin needle and fell into his hand. At this time, he slowly said:

"I don't know, it seems to be some kind of spiritual insect. I don't know whether it is wild or domesticated. But this insect has not been pierced by my 'White Mourning Needle', and it is really hard. You go and pick up the corpse of this insect, I will Let’s see what kind of spiritual insect it is.”

The last word was when the man turned around and gave instructions to the two monks behind him.

Immediately, the two people behind him respectfully agreed, turning into two rays of light and shooting straight into the dark underground in the distance, looking for the killed golden spirit insect.

But after a full cup of tea, the two men flew back depressed.

"Sect Master, it seems that the spirit insect is not dead, and its body has not been found over there!" One person replied with some anxiety.

"Not dead? Do you think my White Ai Needle is an embroidery needle? It kills a mere spiritual insect and returns with no success!" The monk who took action lowered his tone and seemed a little angry.

"Brother Bai, maybe that thing is really okay. I didn't find any trace of that spiritual insect." At this time, another monk wearing a cloak suddenly said solemnly.

"It's true, let me see it!"

The monk who released the fine needle treasure was suddenly startled, and hurriedly cast his consciousness to the distance, searching carefully.

As a result, after a while, his face under the cloak became extremely ugly, and as expected, no trace of the golden spirit insect was found in that area.

In surprise, he moved his lips slightly and said a few words, and then another monk raised his hands without saying a word. One released a small green hammer, and the other raised his hand with countless slender white threads. Two treasures appeared in the blink of an eye. They protected themselves in time.

"Which master is following us? Don't be sneaky, come out and see me!" The monk who released the white silk shouted loudly, and at the same time he glanced around with dazzling eyes, and suddenly released a wave of energy from his body. The astonishing momentum soaring into the sky.

(Second update!)