A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

"Why, does Zi Ling know Fellow Daoist Han?" Hu Qinglei asked, his voice was not loud, but it was like thunder in Zi Ling's ears.

"Yes, I and Brother Han are indeed old acquaintances!" Zi Ling's blurred eyes seemed to suddenly wake up, and she quickly retracted her gaze from Han Li, and said with a forced smile. But her undulating breasts showed that she was extremely excited and couldn't help herself.

"Miss Zi Ling, I didn't expect to see you here." Han Li touched his nose and said with a wry smile after a while.

After all, he was no ordinary person, and his expression instantly returned to its original state.

"Oh, since Zi Ling and fellow Taoist Han are old acquaintances, that's the best thing. Zi Ling, please give a toast to fellow Taoist Han Li first. Once you enter my devil palace, you will no longer have anything to do with everything before. This cup The wine can be considered as an end to this." Hu Qinglei was silent for a moment and said in an understatement. It seemed that he didn't want to ask about the relationship between Han Li and his future concubine.

Upon hearing this, Zi Ling's forced smile suddenly froze.

A maid from the Demon Palace next to her immediately handed a tray to the woman. On the plate were a pot and an emerald green wine glass.

Zi Ling lowered her head and looked at the things on the plate. Her dark cloud-like hair temporarily blocked most of her face, making it impossible to see the woman's current expression. However, her graceful figure only stayed still for a moment before slowly stretching out her face. A bright wrist gently picked up the handle of the wine bottle.

The somewhat tense atmosphere in the hall suddenly relaxed following this woman's movements.

The stern expression on the old man's face softened.

Han Li watched quietly as Zi Ling poured a glass of rouge-like wine, then gently held the wine glass with his green-white jade fingers, raised his head, and walked towards him with gentle steps without saying a word.

The strangeness on Zi Ling's face disappeared, and she regained her cold and indifferent expression. She looked at Han Li like a stranger for an instant.

Han Li's mouth twitched, but he immediately regained his composure.

"Fellow Daoist Han, please drink this thin glass of wine!" Zi Ling's voice seemed to come from a very far away place. It was extremely wooden, as if it was just a body speaking. After hearing this, the people in the palace felt more or less pitiful. .

Han Li looked at the wine glass that was close at hand, and did not immediately reach out to take it. Instead, his eyes followed the wine glass to the woman's arm, body, and finally stopped at the delicate jade-like face.

His eyes narrowed slightly at some point!

This time, the atmosphere in the palace, which had just relaxed, became solemn again.

But the expression of the old man with wooden crown did not change this time, but a cold light flashed through his eyes.

Xiang Zhili, who was on the side, seemed to have sensed the community. He glanced at Hu Lao Mo and couldn't help but frown, while Feng Lao Mo looked at the strange situation between Han Li and Zi Ling and just smiled. No one could tell what was going on in his heart. How to think.

The rest of the Nascent Soul monks also had different expressions, but naturally most of them were gloating about misfortune.

Han Li raised his hand and suddenly took the wine glass from Zi Ling's hand. He raised his hand and drank it in one gulp.

His move shocked everyone in the hall. Hu Qinglei raised his eyebrows, but then returned to normal.

Zi Ling's dull face suddenly showed a complex look. She stared at Han Li for a while, then took the empty wine glass without saying a word, and slowly turned around and walked away.

"Wait a minute! If I'm not mistaken, Miss Zi Ling must have been restrained in her body!"

Just when everyone thought that with Hu Qinglei's power, there would be no complications in this matter, Han Li spoke calmly.

Zi Ling's delicate body, which was about to walk back, was shocked, and actually stopped in place unconsciously.

The whole hall fell into silence for an instant, everyone held their breath, and you could hear a pin drop.

"Fellow Daoist Han, have you drunk too much? Don't let the wine make you intoxicated, you will get drunk yourself!" Hu Qinglei had no expression on his face. He calmly drank the glass of wine in his hand and said this.

The dissatisfaction in his words was extremely obvious.

"Brother Hu, don't worry. Although Han drank two more drinks, he is very sober and will not talk nonsense." Han Li's eyes flashed, but he chuckled carelessly.

"Really? Zi Ling, let me ask you, do you think you don't know if Fellow Daoist Han is drunk?" Hu Qinglei lowered his head and looked at a palm with a red ring on it without raising his head. said lightly.

Upon hearing this, Zi Ling's expression suddenly changed. Her bright red lips moved twice, trying to say something, but in the end nothing came out.

Hu Qinglei seemed to sense the hesitation in Zi Ling's heart and raised his head to look over.

As a result, everyone was startled when they saw the face of the old man Mu Guan at this moment, and felt a faint chill in their hearts.

Because although Hu Lao Mo's expression was the same as before, a faint black aura appeared on his face. At the same time, a pair of eyes turned reddish without knowing when, and flashed with wisps of cold light. It didn't look like him at all. Eyes that humans should have.

"Fellow Daoist, you..." Xiang Zhili wanted to say something next to him, but the cold words of the old man Mu Guan immediately interrupted him.

"Even if this person was brought to me by Brother Xiang, do you think I will still act as if I don't know anything about it after being bullied? If he doesn't give me an explanation today, I won't be able to leave this place again."

After hearing this, Xiang Zhili could only smile bitterly and stopped trying to persuade Hu Laomo. Instead, he turned to Han Li and shook his head:

"Junior Brother Han, you should know what you are doing. Xiang cannot handle the aftermath for you. Think about how to give Brother Hu an explanation! I think Junior Brother should have something to say to Brother Hu. .”

After saying this, Xiang Zhili stopped looking at the two of them, leaned back, and closed his eyes to rest.

Although Xiang Zhili didn't say much, Han Li could hear a hint of protection in his words. It's just that Xiang Lao'er, who is also a god-transforming monk, obviously doesn't want to directly conflict with Hu Lao Mo. So I woke him up with a few words and could only watch.

Han Li smiled slightly, turned to Zi Ling and asked:

"Miss Zi Ling, you and I have known each other for many years. You are one of Han's few friends. Since you have a restriction in your body, you may be forced to do so. Although Han does not want to offend fellow Hu Daoist, but I can't be cold enough to sit back and ignore you. But before that, I hope fellow Taoist can give me a true answer. Do you voluntarily want to marry someone who calls your brother a concubine? If it is something you do willingly, I will naturally not do anything to disgrace the scenery. If you don't want to..." Han Li didn't finish his words, but the meaning of his words was clearly revealed.

"I..." Zi Ling's face was filled with a variety of intertwined expressions such as joy, hesitation, and helplessness. It seemed that she was eager to answer, but she didn't know how to speak for the moment.

"No need to ask her. Anyone who enters this Demonic Palace, is she willing to be my concubine, or is she the one who can decide? But even if she is not willing, what can you do? Do you want to take her out of this Demonic Palace by force?" Hu Qinglei sneered, his words full of sarcasm.

"As expected! Is this true?" Han Li sighed lightly, but still asked Zi Ling for final confirmation.

"A few years ago, I accidentally revealed my true appearance, and then I was captured by several elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect. I was kidnapped and carried up the mountain. Of course, it was not voluntary." Zi Ling's eyes fell on Han Li. He has now reached the late stage of Nascent Soul, and when faced with the master of the Demon Palace who made him extremely frightened, he was extremely calm. For some reason, his heart warmed up, and he gritted his teeth and told the truth.

Hearing this, Hu Qinglei just sneered and said nothing. The other monks and monks in the temple did not show any signs of strangeness.

Such a thing like the forcible abduction of female cultivators would probably be heavily criticized in an orthodox sect such as Taiyi Sect. But among the magicians and some casual cultivators, it is just a common thing and seems to be a matter of course.

And the monks who can come to this Demonic Palace will naturally not have anything to do with the righteous sect. No wonder they are indifferent to this kind of thing.

"It's good to have Miss Zi Ling's words. Brother Hu, there is no need to be angry. I have no intention of going against fellow Taoist. Everything in the world can be exchanged equally. I don't know what conditions I can use to exchange for the freedom of fellow Taoist Zi Ling. Body." After Han Li nodded, he actually said this to the old man Mu Guan. It was as if he turned a blind eye to the evil look on his face.

"Exchange! By you?" Hu Qinglei was startled at first, and then a strange expression appeared on his face

"Why, Brother Hu, do you think I'm not worthy?" Han Li said calmly.

"Yes, you are worthy of exchanging things with Hu! Even if you are better than the average late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, you are not worth mentioning in my eyes. Or do you really think that by bringing you here, fellow Taoist Xiang, you will really be able to exchange things with Hu?" You are on an equal footing. Besides, what treasures in this world can make Hu Mou tempted? By the way, I heard that you still have two spiritual treasures. But if Hu Mou is willing, I will kill you. These two spiritual treasures are not returned to you. Hu Mou is all gone." Hu Qinglei said in an eerie tone, and at the same time, a layer of black light that looked like substance appeared on his body, as if he had a murderous intention towards Han Lizhen.

"Ling Bao, it seems that I told Brother Hu to fellow Taoist Xiang. But I don't know if fellow daoist Xiang also told fellow daoist about destroying the fairy beads. And, do you really think that the space node information I handed over is all the things Is it true? Or Daoist fellow Daoist, if I have the Immortal-Destroying Pearl, you can still capture me alive and use the Soul Searching Technique on me?" Han Li's eyes flashed strangely twice, and suddenly his lips moved slightly on the wooden crown. There was a sound in the old man's ears.

Hu Laomo, who was originally fierce and vicious, suddenly changed his expression when he heard this. He stared at Han Li with cold eyes and suddenly became silent.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, does this boy really have the Immortal-Destroying Pearl?" What no one knew was that a moment later, a thin voice sounded in Old Monster Feng's ear. It was Hu Laomo's legend. sound.

It's just that this old devil didn't know what kind of secret technique he was performing. Even though he moved his lips even slightly, he was able to transmit the sound without anyone noticing. Even with Han Li's powerful spiritual consciousness, he could not detect anything strange.