A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

(There are still more than 300 votes left to make the list! Well, seeing this, Wangyu really feels that the future is bleak! If he can't even make the list, it is really impossible to continue to take leave to code at home for everyone, and can only resume one side. While working, 2K chapters are updated every day, so those book friends who haven’t voted yet, or who don’t care who they vote for, please vote for this book! After all, there are more than 6,000 collections, and it’s really unjustifiable to count only this amount of votes! Because it’s not on the list The list should have been updated with one chapter, but considering other book friends who voted, I will send a shorter chapter to urge those who did not vote to vote quickly. If it is not on the list tomorrow, Wangyu will only Go back to work honestly, after all, you still have to support your family. Prices are so high, it’s really difficult to live without money!)

Han Li had just taken a few steps when he heard someone calling him in the distance.

"This way, Brother Han!"

When Han Li heard the words, he looked towards the place where the call came from and saw Wan Xiaoshan standing next to an old man in green shirt, waving to him.

Han Li smiled slightly and walked away quickly. When he reached the old man in green shirt, Wan Xiaoshan introduced to Han Li:

"This is Master Qingyan from Tainan Valley. He is a close friend of my father. He and several other seniors co-hosted this Tainan meeting."

When Han Li heard what the young man said, he couldn't help but take a closer look at Master Qingyan.

I saw that this old man was tall and thin, with broad shoulders and long hands. He was wearing a blue Confucian shirt, and he seemed to have the air of a man among the immortals. But his blue-stained face is really shocking!

Then, the young man said to the old man: "Brother Han is someone I just met outside the valley. Although he is a casual cultivator, we can talk very well. Shibo should take more care of him!"

The old man also looked at Han Li at this time. Suddenly he narrowed his eyes and said to Han Li:

"Little friend Han has practiced the wood attribute skills very well! He has already reached the eighth level at a young age. Such a level is rare even in a family of cultivators!"

When Han Li heard Master Qingyan's compliments, he smiled bitterly in his heart. If he hadn't taken a lot of good elixirs, how could he possibly have reached the eighth level? He is probably still climbing between the third and fourth floors!

But on the surface, he was still very respectful and humbly said: "You are so complimentary, I am just lucky."

Master Qingyan nodded lightly and stopped saying anything to him. Instead, he turned to Wan Xiaoshan and said:

"Little guy, several other members of your family have already arrived. They are all very worried about you and asked me to take you to see them as soon as I see you. Come with me now!"

Wan Xiaoshan couldn't help crying when he heard this.

"My seventh sister and ninth brother are here too, right? I'm most afraid of their nagging. How about not going?" Wan Xiaoshan looked at Master Qingyan hopefully.

Master Qingyan straightened his face and said, "What do you think?"

"Of course not!" Wan Xiaoshan replied dejectedly.

"Hmph! You are quite courageous. You dared to sneak out without telling your family. If you meet some evil cultivators along the way, you will have to take care of your life here!" Qingyan When the real person said this, he glanced at Han Li slightly.

"This old man is not honest. His words clearly imply that he is an immortal cultivator with evil intentions and deliberately got close to this boy Wan." Han Li watched with cold eyes and naturally understood the meaning of Qing Yan's words.

"Hey! It's rare to meet such a young master who knows everything, but it seems that we have to break up temporarily! Otherwise, if this Qingyan master just gives me some shoes to wear, he will be unable to eat and walk around!" Han Li thought helplessly road.

"Since Brother Wan is going to see his family, I will go around alone first. When I have the opportunity, I can have a drink with Brother Xiaoshan later." Han Li cupped his fists and said to Wan Xiaoshan and Master Qingyan.

"Oh! Don't run away in a hurry, I want to introduce you to..."

"Little friend Han has some important matters to deal with, so don't cause trouble to others!"

Seeing that Han Li was about to leave, Wan Xiaoshan hurriedly spoke and wanted to say something else, but Master Qingyan grabbed him and intercepted his words first.

Seeing this, Han Li smiled brightly at Wan Xiaoshan, turned around and continued walking towards the square.

The young man, like a prisoner being led to the execution ground, followed Master Qingyan slowly towards the pavilion with a grimace on his face.

Han Li was not upset at all when Master Qingyan treated him like this!

After all, any elder would look at him with suspicion when seeing a friend of unknown origin appearing next to his nephew, let alone a wealthy family like Wan Xiaoshan who cultivates immortality.

However, Han Li really didn't have any ill intentions towards Wan Xiaoshan. He just wanted to learn more about the world of immortality from his mouth, but he didn't expect to be attacked by Master Qingyan, so he had to find someone else to act according to the situation!

Han Li was thinking this as he gradually approached the square with stalls.

The stalls of the immortal cultivators were sparsely arranged in a "return" shape around the relatively wide square. As for those who were selecting trading items, they walked in twos and threes in the middle of the open space with stalls on both sides, coming and going, and there was a sense of worldly business.

At this time, the sky was already a little dark, but the square was brightly lit. Most of the stalls had huge lamps of the same style placed in front of them. These lamps were made of bronze, with an antique look, and were about one meter high.

However, there was no burning material such as lamp oil placed on these lamps. Instead, they held a fist-sized white stone that emitted soft light all over.

The light emitted by these stones is much brighter than ordinary oil lamps. Not only does the stall under the lamp illuminate as if it were daytime, but even the nearby roads are clearly reflected. It is really a wonderful thing! When Han Li saw this scene, he couldn't help but secretly marveled.

Although it was getting late, there were many more people in the square than before. Not only were some new stalls added, but the number of people visiting the stalls also increased dramatically. A large number of cultivators poured into the square at this time. , making this place lively for a while.

Han Li slowly approached the square, but did not go in immediately. Instead, he stayed nearby and observed the immortal cultivators coming and going.

Because they were relatively close, the appearance and dress of these immortal cultivators really opened Han Li's eyes.

Some cultivators wear very simple clothes, with only a few vital parts covered, while other places are bare. But some people are wrapped tightly from head to toe, with no trace of skin exposed, which is exactly the opposite of the other person. What was even more outrageous was that he saw an immortal cultivator who looked like a man but was dressed like a woman. This made Han Li want to vomit. Fortunately, such monsters are rare. Although most of them dress a little weird, Han Li can still accept them.

After observing this for a while, Han Li's expression suddenly changed, and a light flashed in his eyes!

He found that all the people setting up stalls and cultivators wandering around the square were young people in their teens or twenties. He had not even seen an older person in his thirties.

At this time, Wan Xiaoshan's words that the "Tainan Xiaohui" was held every five years specifically for juniors appeared in his mind. From this point of view, those older and higher-level immortal cultivators will not appear here, and Master Qingyan is probably only able to appear here because of his status as the organizer!

Han Li couldn't help but feel relieved when he thought of this. After all, those old guys are really difficult to deal with, and if they want to deal with themselves, I'm afraid it will be no more troublesome than killing an ant.

However, even the so-called junior cultivators in front of us are not weak in strength. People like Han Li can only be regarded as average in the crowd, but there is no shortage of extremely high-level immortal cultivators like the man in blue whom I have seen before. In just a short time, Han Li met five or six such masters, which made Han Li feel ashamed.

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