A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

He looked at the token on the ground, then at the surprised looks of the other deacons, and smiled bitterly:

"It's the Great Elder's message, ordering me to collect the materials needed in the jade slips within three days. From what the Great Elder said, these materials are used for refining weapons, and they seem to be quite rare. Senior brothers, it seems that we have to put down other things first. Just do your best to fulfill the Great Elder’s instructions.”

The other monks were shocked when they heard this.

"Since it is the order of the great elder, it is natural to take this matter first. Take a look at the materials in the jade slips. If there are some in the sect, take them out from the inventory immediately. If there are not, immediately go to Gujianmen and Baiqiaoyuan to have a look. Especially since Baiqiaoyuan is good at refining weapons, they should be able to gather all the materials. Otherwise, the great elder would not only give us three days." One of the older gray-robed old men said decisively.

The other monks, including the blue-robed monk, naturally nodded repeatedly.

After a few more discussions, these foundation-building managers flew out of the attic with their weapons and hurriedly began to mix the materials in the jade slips.

Three days later, the blue-robed monk brought a bulging storage bag and sent the materials to the outside of Zimu Peak, but was naturally blocked by the restrictions on Zimu Peak.

After the foundation-building disciple released a transmission talisman, he took out the storage bag and waited there respectfully with both hands holding it.

As a result, after a cup of tea, the fog in the forbidden area suddenly rolled, and then a green cloud shot out from the fog.

After a flash of inspiration, the storage bag in the blue-robed monk's hand was swept away.

The blue-robed monk felt a shiver in his heart, and bowed several times to the mist before respectfully flying away with his royal weapon in the air.

Calmness returned instantly in front of Zimu Peak, and everything seemed as if it had never happened.

Han Li in the Mother Peak Cave put away the humanoid puppet and used his spiritual consciousness to check the materials in the storage bag in his hand with a calm expression.

"Yes, we really have it all together. It seems that these stewards in the sect are quite capable." After a moment, Han Li murmured with a satisfied look on his face.

"As the great elder of the Luoyun Sect, how dare they not do their best. But I didn't expect that you asked them to send over the auxiliary materials for condensing the fire spirit silk. What you practice is not the fire attribute. Kung Fu." The boy's figure appeared on the cauldron again, looking at Han Li with strange eyes.

"Of course I know this, but I have something in my hand. Even if I don't have much fire spiritual power, I can still drive the spiritual fire to condense the spiritual silk. This thing is the treasure that originally gave birth to the fire spiritual silk. Then use it to Condensing the Fire Spirit Silk itself is the most appropriate thing." Han Li spoke calmly and patted his waist, and suddenly a small fiery red cauldron shot out from the air, hovered and floated in front of him.

The boy narrowed his eyes and looked at Huoding. He didn't say anything, but nodded.

Han Li smiled slightly and dumped the storage bag in his hand on the ground.

After a sudden white light, a dozen large and small jade boxes and wooden boxes suddenly appeared on the ground.

Han Li tapped the fire cauldron with one hand again.

The crimson cauldron lid flew up silently, and then there was a rumble in the cauldron, and balls of crimson flames erupted. In the blink of an eye, they turned into more than ten red fire crows, circling and flying around the cauldron.

"Fire Spirit Transformation! This treasure of yours is of average power, but it is indeed a very pure fire attribute treasure. It is suitable for condensing fire spirit threads for you. But even so, these living crows were born from this cauldron, not your magic power. Transformation, it must be a bit stiff to control. It will take a lot of effort to condense the fire spirit silk using this method. If you are not careful, you may lose all your previous efforts." The boy warned.

"Please rest assured, fellow Taoist Tianlan, Han has nothing but enough patience." Han Li laughed and said nonchalantly.

When the boy heard what Han Li said, he naturally wouldn't try to dissuade him.

Then Han Li made a seal with his hands and hit the fire cauldron with a spell.

Suddenly, the cauldron swung down, its body grew rapidly, and it became several times its size in the blink of an eye.

Han Li shook his sleeves, and the transparent object flew out of his sleeves and disappeared into the cauldron.

Immediately after the fire cauldron roared, balls of red flames appeared on the surface of the fire cauldron, and the center of the cauldron immediately burst into flames. The gelatinous thing loomed like an immortal in the red fire, and was actually chased by several fire crows and pushed out of the flames.

When Han Li saw this, his face hardened, and he fired with his fingers in succession. A dozen spells of different colors were ejected at the same time, all hitting the fire crows.

There was a commotion among these fire crows, and they sprayed wildly at the transparent objects one by one.

And that thing seemed to be able to absorb the fire of these fire crows. As the flames burned, the surface gradually turned red and its appearance began to change.

Han Li rushed to grab a jade box on the ground in front of him, and the lid of the box shot out on its own, revealing a small amount of light blue cream-like substance inside.

With a click of a finger, the paste flew into the cauldron and immediately turned into a blue liquid when exposed to fire. Not a drop was left after being absorbed by the transparent substance.

Han Li was overjoyed when he saw this. He stopped holding the magic weapon in his hand, and then shot out green threads from his fingertips, all of which were submerged in the red flames.

The flames rose several feet high, and at the same time, a faint buzzing sound came from the cauldron, but Han Li's expression was extremely solemn...

Two months later, a ray of green light headed straight towards the main peak of the Luoyun Sect. After a flash of light, the light dimmed at the entrance of the main hall at the foot of the mountain, revealing Han Li's figure.

The dozen or so Luoyun Sect disciples who were guarding the palace gate were so shocked when they saw Han Li's appearance that they hurriedly paid their respects.

However, Han Li waved his hand, raised his leg, and the person disappeared from the place. The next moment, he appeared strangely inside the palace gate.

These disciples were naturally startled and couldn't help but look over.

Han Li obviously only took a few steps, but he flashed a few times and disappeared into the corridor.

These disciples of the palace were astonished, and they were even more in awe of the great elder in the sect.

When Han Li appeared in the side hall of the main hall, Lu Luo, the person who really presided over the affairs of Luoyun Sect, was walking back and forth in the hall, with a look of anxiety on his face.

"Junior brother Han, you are finally out of seclusion. It seems that junior brother has received the transmission note I sent." Lu Luo turned his head and saw Han Li, his eyes were filled with joy, and the anxiety on his face seemed to have disappeared.

Han Li smiled slightly, appeared in front of a wooden chair in a flash, sat down calmly, and then said:

"The transmission note says that Master Nephew Bai and others have disappeared in the Valley of Fallen Demons. This matter is a bit strange, and it also involves Pei Ling and my micro-registered disciple. Naturally, I have to come here to find out what happened."

"This matter is a bit strange. It has been half a year since Master Bai and others went to Falling Demon Valley, and they should have returned to the sect anyway. But according to the reply from the disciple I sent to look for him, he said that only the monks saw Master Bai The three nephews entered the valley, but no one saw the three of them coming out. Some monks also met the three of them outside the valley, but they mysteriously disappeared in the Falling Demon Valley soon after. I doubt that the three of them... "When he said this, Lu Luo paused.

"Could it be that the three of them broke into the inner valley and encountered some danger or were trapped somewhere." Han Li continued, his expression indifferent, and it was difficult to tell what was going on in his heart.

"Yes, that's what it means to be a brother. Although the inner valley of the Demonic Valley is still very dangerous, my junior brother has advanced to the level of a great monk and has broken into the inner valley once. I only briefly searched for the inner valley, so there should be no problem." Lu Luo asked hesitantly.

"Well, the space cracks in the inner valley of Fallen Demon Valley won't do much harm to me. As long as I don't go to those particularly dangerous places, it won't be a serious problem. I just finished refining the weapon, so I just ran there." Han Li agreed. He said this neatly and after thinking for a moment.

"That's the best, then it's my fault, junior brother. However, junior brother is now the great elder of our sect, but he is responsible for the rise and fall of our sect, and his own safety is the most important thing." Lu Luo was very happy at first, but then he remembered something. He quickly warned.

"Senior Brother Lu, don't worry, no one in Tiannan can hurt me. I won't take risks easily." Han Li smiled and said nonchalantly, but in his heart, he thought of the bird that was lost in Tiannan. The Demonic Corpse of Fallen Demon Valley.

Could it be that the disappearance of the three women has anything to do with this demonic corpse? Without any reason, this strange thought appeared in Han Li's mind.

Han Li felt a little strange in his heart, but on the surface he was extremely calm. After chatting with Lu Luo for a while longer, Han Li calmly said goodbye and left.

Two days later, after Han Li entered the forbidden area to check on Nangong Wan's condition, he left the Luoyun Sect alone and headed straight for the Valley of Falling Demons.

More than a month later, three escaping lights flew very fast in Changzhou, Dongyu State, and suddenly hovered over an unknown hill. The three escaping lights fell down, and three big men appeared. The three of them are all tall, with two flying forks of different colors on each shoulder, and their faces are somewhat similar, as if they are brothers.

But at the top of the hill, there were three other monks waiting there. An old man, a middle-aged Confucian scholar, and a young man with a slight smile.

"Haha, brother Hou, I've been waiting for you! I was delayed for a while while waiting for my brother. Don't be offended by Qian Wang! Hey, are these two fellow Taoists also disciples of your sect?" The oldest man in the lead had a bold face. He laughed at the old man, but after glancing at the young man and the middle-aged monk, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Because he immediately found that the old man and the middle-aged Confucian scholar were standing on both sides of the young man with their hands tied, with respectful expressions on their faces. Even if the old man heard the big man greeting him, he just smiled at him in a reserved manner and did not dare to take the initiative. The way he talked to the three of them.

This naturally surprised these big men. When their spiritual thoughts swept over the young man, they felt horrified in their hearts.

Because the opponent's body seemed to be in a fog, even if he swept it away with his spiritual thoughts, there would be no results at all. It was impossible to tell the depth of the opponent's magic power.

The expressions of the three big men changed greatly!

(Second update!)