A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Han Li was transforming into a frightening rainbow and flying on the road leading to Mulan Grassland.

The goal this time is to return to the Jin Dynasty and try to get some ghost Luo banners from the Yin Luo Sect.

Although he had not succeeded in advancing to become a god before, his cultivation was already at the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage, which naturally increased his confidence in this profession.

If he remembered correctly, after the death of Old Mo Qian of Yin Luo Sect, the only one in the sect who was the master of Yin Luo Sect was a late Nascent Soul cultivator. As long as he doesn't fight stupidly, it shouldn't be a big problem to win the Demon Banner.

And this leader of the Yinluo Sect, who personally led a team to Tiannan once back then, seems to have a big grudge against him for killing his wife.

If this is the case, taking this opportunity to deal with this person is also a matter of killing two birds with one stone, otherwise there may be endless troubles in the future.

He had thought about getting rid of this enemy before, but at that time he had not yet advanced to the advanced stage and was unable to even protect himself, so he did not dare to take risks easily.

Now that he has perfected his magical powers and wants to seize the Oni Luo Banner, of course he will not let this person go again.

Otherwise, if he had something to do and was not in the Luoyun Sect, the great monk would suddenly go crazy and want to avenge the death of his wife before the end of his life span, so he secretly went to the Luoyun Sect and went on a killing spree.

Wouldn't Nangong Wan and others be in danger?

Han Li was thinking about this in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel murderous intent in his heart.

Speaking of which, although he was greatly disappointed in the retreat this time with the help of the five cold flame demons to attack the gods, he was not completely frustrated because he had the back-up force of Yuanci Divine Light.

This time when he went to Dajin, in addition to robbing the Ghost Luo Banner, he actually had two other things to deal with. Otherwise, once he really cultivates Yuanci Divine Light, he will be trapped in a certain place alive. Apart from cultivating Yuanci Divine Light, he will no longer be able to do anything personally.

Naturally, we have to prepare everything for a rainy day while we are still free.

Among them, finding the sun essence fire and using the cold marrow to refine it into the 'Yang Returning Water' is naturally the top priority.

As long as you have Huiyang Water, it is equivalent to increasing your lifespan by a quarter. I am afraid that no monk of any level would give up on such a heaven-defying thing. For a monk like Han Li, who was already at the top of the human world, the temptation was unparalleled.

Last time, he got clues about the Sunglasses Fire by searching the soul of Master Hanli Nascent Soul in Xiaoji Palace. In this way, everything is ready, all we need is the east wind.

As for the other thing, it's not that important compared to this, it's just happening along the way. It is a blessing to succeed, but failure to succeed will not have much impact on it. This is Tianji Pavilion who went to sell Tianji Mansion and asked them for the secret technique of refining the mustard seed space.

When he attended a big auction in Jinjing, he heard the shopkeeper of Tianji Pavilion in Jinjing say that the cracks in space could be refined into mustard seed space. It is the idea of ​​refining the ruins of Lingmiao Garden into an exclusive space.

After all, Yuanying stage monks like him almost have their own secret caves in addition to the open caves. Some even have several secret caves. They usually put their own valuables in them to prevent themselves from any accidents. , there can be a way out.

Han Li has been busy practicing and has no time to think about this matter.

When Han Li suddenly thought about this matter, he naturally didn't really want to leave any escape route for himself, but felt that it was an excellent place to practice Yuanci's divine light. If he could refine his own mustard space and only have a secret teleportation array connected to the outside world, as long as he controlled the teleportation array in the space, even if a god-level opponent found it, he would probably be able to just stare. .

Even if the enemy destroys the teleportation array outside in anger, with his current magical power, it is not difficult to tear the space apart again, and he is not afraid of being trapped in the space by his opponent.

On the contrary, even if the monks outside the space have the ability to tear apart the space, it is impossible to find the mustard space that has been closed without knowing the specific space entry point.

These things were naturally obtained by Han Li's painstaking research.

Of course, if that doesn't work, it's not impossible for Han Li to find a secret place to practice. It's just that the stability is naturally far less suitable than the Mustard Seed Space.

However, since the mustard seed space refining method is unique to Tianji Pavilion, it may be quite troublesome to ask for it. But having said that, if a great monk asks for something from any force, even if that force is extremely reluctant, it will probably try its best to satisfy it.

After all, even if there are late-stage Nascent Soul monks in charge, no one is willing to easily make a grudge against such a powerful enemy.

As for Tianji Pavilion, it is still possible to maintain the refining method. It is probably because this secret method is too useless and cannot attract the interest of forces such as the ten major sects of good and evil. Otherwise, he would not believe that a mere Tianji Pavilion could really preserve a truly important secret technique for such a long time.

Of course, he needs to be more particular about the way he asks for things.

Han Li sneered and thought to himself, the light suddenly flashed a few times and then disappeared without a trace from the nearby horizon.

…

More than half a year later, in the Yuzhou of Jin, thousands of miles away from Tiannan, a misty drizzle was falling in a small mountainside town.

On a shiny bluestone street washed by dripping rainwater, there were only a few pedestrians passing by. Those who walked by occasionally held a cloth umbrella and walked in a hurry. No one seemed to want to linger on the street longer. .

A man in yellow shirt holding a white oilcloth umbrella in one hand suddenly stepped onto this stone street. ,

But this man moved calmly and unhurriedly, as if he were walking in the countryside. The umbrella in his hand was slightly tilted forward, and it actually blocked most of his face. No one can see its true appearance.

However, judging from the slender and white palm holding the umbrella, this person seems to be in his prime and not an ordinary poor person.

Some passers-by who occasionally passed by saw this person's strange behavior and couldn't help but look at him curiously. But the man remained indifferent and continued to walk slowly.

When the man reached an inconspicuous alley, his direction changed and he stepped into it in a flash.

Although this alley is quite far-reaching, after only walking a few dozen steps, anyone can see that this is a dead alley with no exit. There is not a door on either side, and everything is high. The wall, which is about several feet high, is really a place where few people come. But a strange scene occurred. The man in yellow shirt turned a blind eye to all this and just walked forward on his own.

Seeing that the man holding the umbrella was about to reach the end of the alley, when he bumped into the stone wall that seemed to be extremely hard, suddenly his whole body flashed with white light, and his whole body mysteriously disappeared into the wall. Like a ghost.

I believe that if a mortal passes by here and sees this scene, he will exclaim that he saw a ghost in the daytime. And if a monk sees it, he will naturally curl his lips in disdain. It is just the simplest cover-up, so there is no need to make a fuss.

If the monk who said this had penetrated this wall and entered it, and then passed through several layers of mysterious restrictions, he would probably be completely stunned.

Because behind these restrictions, there is actually a jade gate that is more than a hundred feet high and almost reaches the sky. And behind the huge jade gate, there are white jade stairs leading straight to the heights, all suspended in mid-air, and then It looks like it leads directly to a green hall in the sky.

Near the main hall, milky white spiritual mist is lingering, and some rare and rare spiritual birds are slowly circling in the sky, looking carefree and at ease, while many exotic flowers and plants are planted on the ground, making the place look like a fairyland.

But if someone scans it with his spiritual mind, he can find that the surrounding area looks white and very wide, but in fact it is a closed space that is not very big, only about ten miles in size, but it is very high. It's several hundred feet tall, which is really astonishingly tall. But otherwise, it would be impossible to build such a strange sky palace here.

Under the huge jade door at the entrance to the space, there were two rows of warriors with golden helmets and gold armor lined up on both sides. Each one was two feet tall, motionless and with a dull look on his face.

But among these warriors, there was a big man dressed as a general in armor, with a dark face, but without any appearance, sitting on a stone pier next to a pillar. He was walking in with the man holding an umbrella. Say something lazily.

"No, even if it's such a big deal, we can't disturb the pavilion master's meeting with distinguished guests now. Otherwise, if the pavilion master blames me, I, Lao Cao, can't afford it. Why don't you, Daoyou Zhang, wait here for half a day and chat with me for a while. These days it’s my turn to be on duty in the Tianji Palace, and I’ve been spending more than half a year with these wooden lumps, but it’s made me bored.” The big man dressed as a general said with a smile.

This man is a monk in the late stage of elixir formation, but here he is just a gatekeeper, which is really shocking. But from what he said, the giant warriors on both sides were just puppets. But if it hadn't been for this person's explanation, each of these puppets would be so lifelike that it would really be impossible to tell them apart with the naked eye.

The monk who originally held an umbrella to enter the space had already put away the white umbrella, revealing a majestic face with a white face and thin eyebrows.

‘Cao Fengwei! What Zhang said this time was not a joke. There was something extremely important that must be handed over to the Pavilion Master. And even if I can afford to wait, that person may not be able to afford it. It will really delay important events and bring disaster to this pavilion. This is definitely not something you and I can afford. "The middle-aged man looked a little ugly and said a little annoyed.

"That person? Who is Brother Zhang talking about?" The black-faced man was stunned when he heard this, and asked with some surprise.

"It's very simple. He's talking about Han." Suddenly, a strange man's voice came out of thin air above the two of them, and it reached their ears clearly and unusually.

(Second update!)