A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

"It's a small loss! Do you think so?" Wei Wuya suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly.

"What, could it be that you and Hehuan can't really do anything to stop the boy named Han!" Master Zhiyang asked in surprise.

"You think too highly of me. The two of us joined forces and only managed to sustain each other for a moment before our vitality was damaged." Wei Wuya said numbly.

"Impossible! No matter how powerful Mr. Han is, he is only in the late stage of advancement. He is just a little better than the three of us. How come you two can't be defeated together." Master Zhiyang's expression changed slightly. He shook his head repeatedly with a look of disbelief.

"He Huan and I teamed up to lose to a new monk. It's not a matter of great honor. Isn't it necessary to lie to fellow Taoists? Besides, we are not afraid of making jokes to fellow Taoists. Now that man's magical power is really unfathomable. Although it seems on the surface The two of us only slightly defeated this man. But the other party didn't use all his strength at all. And I vaguely felt that he seemed to be really capable of killing those of us in the late Nascent Soul stage." A trace of fear flashed in Wei Wuya's eyes. So said.

Master Zhi Yang was stunned when he heard this.

"Of course, if Zhiyang doesn't believe Wei's words, he can go to Luoyun Sect and give it a try in person. Hehe, fellow Taoist who came to me from Taizhen Sect, I'm afraid he already has this intention." Wei Wuya suddenly He said with a sneer.

Master Zhiyang's expression changed, but he did not refute. It seemed that Wei Wuya was right.

"If I were a fellow Taoist, I wouldn't humiliate myself. But Wei doesn't care. My end is coming soon. Even if Han Boy's magical power is comparable to that of a god, I don't have the mind to care about anything. On the contrary, fellow Taoist and The old devil Hehuan will still waste some more years in this world, so I'm afraid it won't be easy to offend this person." Wei Wuya added calmly.

"What, Brother Wei's longevity has arrived." Master Zhiyang was startled, and then he became shocked.

"Yes, I advanced to the late stage more than two hundred years earlier than you, so naturally you have to take the first step. It probably only takes a few years. However, you and Hehuan still have some time, and they have not completely eliminated the advanced stage. There is hope, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope." The old man in blue shirt looked lonely.

"Brother Wei, you..." Master Zhiyang wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything for the moment, and his expression was extremely complicated.

"As long as the great road is not completed, even if I wait for half my life to dominate the human world, it will all come to nothing in the end. Brother Zhiyang, you and I have known each other for so many years. If you are willing to listen to my advice, please stop involving Tiannan and the sect. It's better to practice hard. Don't be like me and end up waiting for death. Besides, with the magical power of Han boy now, after I leave, you and the old devil Hehuan will not be able to defeat each other. Instead, it is better to simply send Tiannan Di Giving up the false reputation of a sect and selling the other a favor. Anyway, the ups and downs of a sect are normal things. I believe that Mr. Han will never press hard on you two. You can also take advantage of this. Concentrate on your cultivation." Wei Wuya said slowly.

"Thank you Brother Wei for your words. I will think about this matter carefully." Master Zhiyang was a little moved when he heard Wei Wuya's sincerity.

"Okay, that's all I've said. Whether or not fellow Taoist friends listen is another matter. Wei will go back to the island now. I'm afraid this will be the last time you and I see each other." Wei Wuya cupped his fists calmly. Without waiting for the Taoist priest on the other side to say anything, it turned into a ray of light and shot towards Qiling Island.

Master Zhiyang remained where he was, motionless, with a look of deep contemplation on his face.

After an unknown amount of time, the Taoist priest sighed and turned into a white rainbow and went away. But looking at the direction, it was exactly where Xi Country was!

This late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator from Tai Zhen Sect finally decided to meet Han Li in person.

If this rising monk was really as scary as the rumors said, he decided to follow Wei Wuya's words and immediately return to his sect to retreat in order to prepare for the attack on the God Transformation.

As a result, a month later, news suddenly spread that Master Zhiyang visited the Luoyun Sect in person, but left immediately and returned to the Taizhen Sect half a day later, announcing that he would be closed to life and death.

This news naturally caused speculation among various sects in Tiannan. But at this moment, even the most inexperienced person would understand that the great elder of the Taizhen Sect had definitely not taken any advantage from Han Li. Otherwise, how could he have made such a show of weakness as soon as he returned to the sect?

As a result, Han Li's reputation as the number one cultivator in Tiannan was finally confirmed, and the Luoyun Sect's power surged several times, occupying most of the Xi Country in just a few months. The other immortal cultivating sects in Xi Country either voluntarily surrendered or simply evacuated Xi Country and went to other countries to rebuild their sects.

As for the Ancient Sword Sect and Baiqiaoyuan, although they were lucky enough to survive because they were located in the Yunmeng Mountains, and also expanded some of their power, they were also tied to the Luoyun Sect, a behemoth that rose overnight, and almost became other Affiliated sects can be said to coexist with pain and joy.

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In the cave of Luoyun Sect's Zimu Peak, Han Li was sitting cross-legged in a secret room with his eyes closed. There was a huge magic circle painted on the ground, and a pair of snow-white feather wings suspended in the middle of the magic circle, with silver electric arcs beating and flashing on them. At the same time, it was wrapped in a ball of blue-white flames.

Every time it turned, layers of runes of various colors appeared on the surface of the wings, densely packed with countless layers.

Han Li was making secrets with both hands, and was activating the magic circle on the ground to release strange blue and white fire pillars, burning his wings.

After an unknown amount of time, Han Fa decided to stop and opened his eyes. He looked at the slowly rotating wings in the flames and touched them a little with one hand.

Immediately, the wings trembled, and with a "puff" sound, the green light shone brightly, and the silver arc also rumbled loudly, the sound was truly astonishing.

But Han Li frowned, seeming a little dissatisfied.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a small cyan cauldron. After the cauldron spun around, it landed steadily on the ground in front of him.

"Why, something happened again. I have told you the refining method more than once." A sigh came from the cauldron. The voice was obviously very childish, but the tone was so old-fashioned that it was hard to hear. funny.

But Han Li didn't smile at all, and instead said coldly:

"I have refined it according to your method. Although the Kunpeng Feather is integrated into the Wind and Thunder Wings, it can also stimulate wind attribute spiritual power, but this level is at most similar to the magical power of pseudo-spiritual treasures such as the Three Flame Fan. , how can it be so powerful as you said. Could it be that fellow Taoist is deliberately deceiving me with lies."

His expression was extremely gloomy.

"Impossible. What a treasure the Kunpeng Feather is, how can it only have this little power? Let me see the wind and thunder wings you refined." A flash of light flashed on the lid of the cauldron, and a faint figure emerged. It was Saint Tianlan. The condensed phantom of the beast.

Han Li said nothing and raised his hand to wave to the wings in the magic circle.

With a "swish" sound, the wind and thunder wings turned into a blue-white light and shot out. Then, after a pause, they were suspended above the boy's head without moving.

The boy stared at the wings without blinking, his expression changing unsteadily, and it took him a full meal before he closed his eyes and began to ponder.

"I know what's going on. The refining of this Kunpeng Feather is much more difficult than I expected. Although it is integrated into the wings in front of me, the wind attribute law of heaven and earth contained in it has not been really stimulated, so This treasure now only has the power of an imitation spiritual treasure, which cannot be compared with the real heaven-reaching spiritual treasure." After opening his eyes again, the boy said lightly.

"Then how to activate the power of Kunpeng's Feather?" Han Li asked politely.

"If you want to activate it now, you either need to change your practice of wind-attributed skills. With your current level of cultivation, you can barely do it. The other way is to find a top-quality wind-attributed spirit stone and you can do it." The boy said. said.

"Change the wind attribute technique and find the best wind attribute spiritual stone. I can't do either of these two methods." After hearing this, Han Li said without thinking at all.

"Then this is troublesome. Although there are other methods, these methods cannot be realized in the human world, so it is in vain." The boy said helplessly.

"Hmph, then it's not my refining method that was wrong, but your prediction in advance." Han Li said angrily.

"Well, I'm afraid that's it." A hint of embarrassment finally appeared on the boy's face.

"Forget it, I am satisfied that these wind and thunder wings can activate the power of wind and thunder at the same time. If it is as powerful as you mentioned, it is not something I can control now." Han Li's eyes flashed a few times, His expression actually softened, as if he didn't intend to pursue it any further.

The boy was startled when he heard this, but a look of suspicion appeared on his face.

He knew very well that although the human monk in front of him was not worth mentioning in his eyes, he was not such a master who was willing to suffer.

"Whatever conditions you have, just put them forward. In order to make up for the previous mistakes, I can't agree to you." The boy stared at Han Li for a moment, and then said proactively:

"Since senior himself proposed it, then Han should be more respectful than obey." Han Li smiled slightly and actually followed the boy's words and continued.

The boy transformed by the Tianlan Holy Beast naturally rolled his eyes for a while.

Han Li patted the storage bag, and a stream of green clouds suddenly erupted from the mouth of the bag. Then the glow faded, and several strange things appeared in front of Han Li.

A ball of transparent gelatinous material the size of a fist, two small and one large, three black shiny crystals, a black and white round bead and a thumb-sized black eyeball.

"These materials were obtained accidentally, but unfortunately I am so ignorant that I cannot recognize the uses of these things. My Taoist friend comes from the upper realm and must be well-informed. I hope I can give some advice to Han." Han Li pointed at these things and asked calmly.

"Hey, where did you get these materials? The rest are just fine. These two things are rare in the spiritual world." The boy glanced at these materials, said softly, and then raised his hands As soon as he grabbed hold of the void, two things flew towards him.

(Second update!)