A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Han Li chuckled, said nothing more, shook the jade slip in his hand, and swept away his spiritual thoughts.

But after just watching and chatting for a few words, Han Li's expression changed drastically. First he showed surprise, then he showed an expression of disbelief, and finally it turned into surprise.

The bearded Yuanying was quite confused when he saw this scene.

However, he did not tamper with this formula, so there is nothing to worry about.

After a full candlestick session, Han Li finished reading the jade slips at a speed that was much slower than Man Beard expected, and withdrew his consciousness, but his expression became gloomy and uncertain.

"Brother Man, where did you learn the Demonic Technique? Do you have any background?" Han Li asked slowly.

"Origin? This magic skill is a famous skill in Luan Xinghai. It has been circulating for a long time. Even compared to the six-pole true magic skill of the Six Paths, its reputation is not much less. It's just that this skill has always been circulated in a single channel. I also encountered it. Only masters can learn it. What, is there anything wrong with this technique?" Yuanying asked in confusion.

"Nothing!" Han Li shook his head with a flash of his eyes, and when he turned his palm, the jade slip disappeared.

"If Brother Han has no time to practice this technique, he can just find a disciple to pass it on to him. As long as the Tuotian Demon Kung Fu is not interrupted, that's fine." Man Beard had seen Han Li's previous behavior, so how could he do it? I believe this, but I just said it lightly, without any intention of pursuing the matter.

For him, devouring the extremely Yin Nascent Soul was naturally the most important thing, so he immediately said:

"Now that fellow Taoist has seen the exercises, I wonder if Man can do it?"

As he spoke, Yuan Ying's eyes flashed red, and a layer of evil aura suddenly appeared on his face.

"Of course. But Brother Man is a little weak now. Do you want Han to help you?" Han Li looked at the frozen Jiyin Patriarch and asked with a smile.

"Thank you for your kindness, fellow Taoist, but there is no need for this. Although Man's magic power is now less than one-tenth of what it used to be, it is still more than enough to deal with an immobile monk." Man Beard shook his head and said with unusual confidence.

"Then follow Brother Man, I'm waiting outside now." Han Li smiled slightly and didn't say much. With a flash of figure, the person arrived at the entrance and slowly walked out of the stone room.

Suddenly, only the bearded Yuanying and the frozen Jiyin Patriarch were left inside.

Yuanying stared at the Jiyin Patriarch, with a sinister look on his face. The Jiyin Patriarch could not move, but his eyes showed an abnormal look of fear at the same time...

Han Li stood in the passage outside the stone chamber, playing with the jade slip in his hand with one hand and thinking silently.

The stone chamber had been extremely silent, and no sound was heard. After a full quarter of an hour, a tired voice came.

"Fellow Daoist Han, you have come in." It was Man Beard's voice, but slightly hoarse.

Han Li raised his eyebrows, clasped his hands together, and the jade slip in his hands disappeared without a trace again.

He turned around and walked back to the stone room.

I saw that the giant blue ice was still standing there safe and sound, but the Jiyin Patriarch inside had eyes like a dead fish rolling over, and his breath was gone.

However, the Nascent Soul is suspended above the blue ice. Its body is slightly larger than half of the previous one, and it is full of life, without the previous weak appearance. But his little face was full of exhaustion.

"Thank you so much Brother Han this time. Now that I have temporarily recovered most of my energy, I must take this opportunity to die immediately. Otherwise, all my efforts will be wasted. The address of my secret cave is..." When Nascent Soul saw Han Li, he immediately He opened his mouth, but at the end of the sentence, his voice lowered and the sound came directly over him.

After Han Li listened attentively for a few words, he nodded without changing his expression.

"Okay, Man has avenged his great revenge and passed away here. Fellow Daoist Han, please do what you want." Yuanying took a long breath and said calmly. Then it swayed, shot directly to the corner of the stone room, and sat down cross-legged.

Nascent Soul's body lit up with a dazzling golden light, and the aura on his body began to tumble, becoming stronger and weaker.

Han Li smiled slightly and ignored Man Beard's move to sit down. Instead, he pinched his hands and raised them again.

With the sound of thunder, several thick golden arcs shot out, hit the giant ice, and exploded in the golden light.

Suddenly, the ice cubes were shattered inch by inch in the countless slender electric lights, turning the body of Jiyin Patriarch inside into pieces.

Han Li took a look and made sure that there was indeed no split soul or second spirit inside, then he nodded with satisfaction and turned his head again.

At this moment, the spiritual light flowing on the surface of Yuanying began to appear, and cracks began to appear. The golden light shone in the cracks, as if golden liquid was about to flow out.

Han Li narrowed his eyes and stared at Barbarian Nascent Soul, silently.

After a soft "bang" sound, the entire Nascent Soul collapsed, turned into dots of golden light, and disappeared into the void.

Seeing the Man Beard Nascent Soul sitting down, Han Li sighed softly, raised his hand and flicked it at the corpse on the ground.

A fireball shot out, covering everything on the ground in flames.

Han Li didn't even look at the fire, which turned into a blue rainbow that circled in the stone chamber and shot out from the entrance.

In the blink of an eye, the escape light flashed in the passage and disappeared without a trace.

Because when he went out, Han Li no longer had any worries, so he reached the end in a short time at full escape speed.

A stone wall flashing with spiritual light blocked the front.

Han Li did not hesitate. He raised his hand, and golden light flashed from his fingertips, and he was about to release his sword energy and slash the stone door open.

But at this moment, a loud noise like shaking the earth suddenly came, the entire passage trembled, and there was a rumbling echo.

Han Li was stunned for a moment, feeling a little surprised, but he did not stop moving his hands at all. After several golden sword lights crossed each other and slashed, the stone door was torn apart.

With a flash of figure, the person appeared outside the stone gate.

The outside is the first floor of the attic, and this stone door is just a secret door in the corner of the attic.

However, as soon as they exited the passage, the loud noises and shaking sounds were several times louder. Someone's wild laughter and angry shouts came from outside the attic door, and from time to time, whistling and popping sounds came one after another, as if the stone peaks suddenly became When we arrived at the place where the fierce battle was taking place, there were people casting spells and fighting outside.

Han Li frowned, but a red light flew in from outside the attic. The people inside shouted before they could see clearly who was in the attic.

"It's not good. The monsters at Iron Stone Peak suddenly... Hey! Who are you? Where is Elder Wu?" When the monk saw that the person standing in the hall was not the Jiyin Patriarch he imagined, he was shocked and blurted out exclaimed.

But Han Li sneered, opened his mouth, a golden light flashed away, and then screams came from the opposite side.

The monk in the red light was surrounded by the sword light that appeared strangely around him, and his body was cut off in two places, and two pieces of the red sword fell down.

This anti-star alliance alchemy cultivator was also unlucky. He didn't even take a close look at Han Li's appearance, and he lost his life in such a muddle-headed manner.

However, Han Li also understood something from the few words the other party chatted with. It seemed that the monsters in the sea suddenly launched a sneak attack on the Counter Star Alliance.

There were some doubts in my heart, but I didn't want to get involved in this matter at all without him. I immediately made a seal with my hands, and the aura on my body condensed, and then my body swayed again, and my whole person disappeared. Then he swaggered and floated out of the attic.

But before he could fly to the gate, he heard a roar like thunder rolling from the air:

"Fellow Daoist Tang, this time our Sea Clan has dispatched so many people from the Transformation Clan. You, the Counter Star Alliance, are absolutely irresistible. If you are wise, you should obediently hand over the top-grade spiritual stones. We, the Sea Clan, can still let you go. A way out."

The speaker was buzzing, but his cultivation was astonishing. The Counter Star Alliance cultivator lower down outside the attic was so shocked by these words that his body became weak, and his spiritual energy became stagnant for a while.

When Han Li heard the words "top quality spiritual stone", his heart skipped a beat, and he shot it out from the attic door without even thinking about it.

Then he looked up into the sky.

I saw a mess outside, with flashes of light everywhere, constant explosions, and dozens of monks and some strange monsters fighting happily. High in the sky, light blue clouds and mist almost obscured the entire sky.

Under the clouds and mist, several battle groups were locked in a stalemate. One of them, a thin-looking old man wearing a blue robe, held a cyan mirror in one hand, emitting countless dazzling cyan lights, and drove a blue flying sword with the other hand, like a dragon out of the sea.

His opponent was an extremely fat Toutuo. He was unusually tall and wore a golden ring on each arm. However, he held a round bowl and sprayed bursts of blue mist from his mouth, which actually blocked the attack of the lean old man. And that thunderous roar came from Toutuo's mouth.

Han Li stared at Toutuo with a flash of blue light, and saw several silvery scales on his neck.

As for other places, a man and a woman were fighting against a Confucian scholar who was born with a pair of short horns. Another old man in gray robe used a gourd to release bursts of evil wind, and a figure covered in red flames At a stalemate. A little further away, a large mass of blood-colored mist was billowing, with faint roars and explosions coming from inside. It seemed like someone was having a great time fighting inside.

It seems that it is impossible to tell who wins and who loses. It seems that the Counter Star Alliance did the right thing by withdrawing the Nascent Soul cultivators from other islands early.

Otherwise, the normal guards on the stone peak would have been defeated by an attack long ago.

"What top-grade spiritual stone? I must have heard wrong. Where can I find any top-grade spiritual stone?" The skinny old man's face remained unchanged, and he said lightly as he urged the magic weapon to become more powerful.

"Even now, don't you think it's ridiculous that Brother Tang is still doing this deceitful thing?" The fat man laughed loudly, spraying blue mist from his mouth, but there was a look of disdain on his face.

"It turns out that Taoist friends are just hearsay. How can there be such a top-quality spiritual stone in the human world! But you came to the peak without any complaint and killed so many monks in our alliance. Tang will never give up." Qingshou. The old man replied with a haha, but his expression turned cold.

(Second update!)