A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

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When Han Li heard this, he was greatly disappointed, but he was not surprised at all. After all, "Huanglong Pill" and "Golden Marrow Pill" are just secular holy medicines. They may be panaceas for ordinary people, but they are indeed inferior to immortal cultivators.

Since the other party didn't like it, Han Li didn't want to talk anymore. He stretched out his hand to take back the porcelain bottle.

"But even if this elixir is a bit bad, if there are a few more bottles, I will trade it with you!" The young man suddenly said, with a look of regret on his face.

Han Li's originally outstretched arm immediately retracted after hearing the young man's words, and he chuckled.

"Did I say there are only these two bottles of medicine?" Han Li narrowed his eyes and stared at the young man and said slowly.

"You still have it?" The young man was slightly surprised, but then he looked happy.

"Of course, but if I want too much, I still have to consider whether to do this deal?" Han Li said noncommittally, fearing that the other party would give him a big blow.

"Great! It doesn't take too much. Just three more bottles are enough, which will allow me to break through the bottleneck in a short time." The young man became excited and seemed extremely enthusiastic, which was completely opposite to his previous cold attitude.

It’s no wonder that no one would be willing to exchange any of the elixirs that Gu Yuan Pei can use to promote the improvement of his skills. He just doesn’t have enough for himself! This was also the main reason why the young man failed to replace the "flying talisman" in the past few days.

Even though Han Li's "Huanglong Pill" and "Golden Marrow Pill" are not considered to be first-class elixirs for immortal cultivators, their numerical advantage is enough for this person who has been wandering at the top level of the ninth floor for a long time. Guys, break through to the tenth level and greatly improve the young man's skills.

But only a guy like Han Li, who ate such medicines as snacks, could be willing to exchange elixirs. However, Han Li knew very well that wealth should not be exposed, and he did not want to leave the other party with the feeling that he could easily take out a large amount of elixirs without feeling any distress.

So he touched his chin and looked like he was in pain.

"That's it! Is it too much? I need to replace all the medicine on my body!" Han Li muttered deliberately in a low voice.

"This is not much! After all, it is a high-level spiritual talisman! Think about it, as long as you have this spiritual talisman with you, if you encounter any danger, you can fly far away immediately, and it can fly much faster than ordinary birds. It is quite It will give you an extra life! And as long as the spirit of this talisman does not dissipate, it can be used repeatedly. It is a very practical talisman!" The young man saw that Han Li seemed to be able to come up with the needed elixirs, and the smile on his face became even brighter. , and strongly recommended the merits of his flying talisman, for fear that Han Li would regret it and would not trade.

"If you want to exchange, that's fine. Give me the talisman paper as a gift. And the book!" Han Li saw that the other party really wanted to exchange his own elixir, so he pointed to a book on the stall. He took out the blank talisman paper and a worn-out "Fragmentary Book of Basic Spells" and said to the young man.

The young man was stunned for a moment, but when he saw that Han Li was only referring to low-level talismans and a spell book that couldn't be sold at all, he felt overjoyed and agreed.

In this way, the "Flying Talisman" became Han Li's bag, and he also got a dozen talisman papers and a spell book that had been on his radar for a long time.

Han Li flipped through the old book a little, and found that it contained some of the most basic elementary spells, including seven or eight lower-level spells, as well as a basic-intermediate "earth stabbing technique" recorded in the book.

This kind of book is not worth a penny to other immortal cultivators, but it makes Han Li very satisfied.

Because what he lacks now is this kind of basic spells, and although the stalls in front of him also sell such books, and they are better and more complete, the prices are astonishingly expensive.

A "Five Elements Elementary Spell Collection" is priced at 90 low-level spiritual stones, while another "Basics of Water Spells" is priced at 60 low-level spiritual stones. Although these books are thick, the spells inside There would be more, but Han Li really couldn't afford it now.

After getting these items, Han Li felt a little tired and had no intention of wandering around anymore, so he left the square and walked towards the pavilions.

Not far from the square, Han Li looked back and found that there seemed to be more people in the venue. It seemed that there were quite a few night owl-type immortal cultivators who liked to go out at night.

As soon as he approached these palace-style buildings, Han Li discovered that these balconies were actually made of extremely precious paulownia wood and large pieces of bluestone. Not only are each building carved with dragons and phoenixes, they are extremely beautifully built, but there are also faint signs of spiritual power fluctuations near the towers. It seems to be the forbidden method mentioned by Qingwen Taoist.

Han Li turned around and finally found the pavilion he was looking for, and walked forward.

But when he was several feet away from the target, Han Li suddenly felt that he had hit something. Then he was suddenly pushed away by an invisible force, and was forced back several steps.

Han Li was a little surprised and a little excited. It seemed that there were too many things he didn't know about the world of immortality. He really wanted to learn them all.

Han Li thought this way, but something moved in his heart. He used the Sky Eye Technique and looked towards the small building again.

As a result, not far away, Han Li saw a layer of faint green light blocking his eyes. The entire pavilion was covered by this green light, as if it was held upside down by a giant bowl.

Han Li stepped forward again, stretched out a finger, and gently poked the green light. The result was a soft and elastic feeling. If you press it a little harder, a faint force will rebound. It seems that the defensive power of this green light is really good.

Now that Han Li understood the function of azure light, he stopped studying it. Instead, he took out the talisman given to him by the Taoist Priest Qingwen and pasted it on the light curtain. As a result, the azure light curtain immediately swayed. There were circles of ripples, and then a round hole appeared, just enough for Han Li to pass through.

Han Li was not polite, put away the talisman, walked in, and walked towards the balcony. At this time, the circular hole slowly became smaller, and finally closed completely, and the light curtain returned to its original state.

The balcony in front of you is not that big. The upper and lower floors combined are only about ten feet high. However, considering its area, it is more than enough to accommodate a dozen people.

Han Li smiled slightly, walked into the building, and entered the hall on the first floor. Apart from the two Eight Immortals tables, there were only about a dozen wooden chairs in the hall. The decoration was elegant and simple, and it seemed a bit like cultivating immortals. Light.

And the young monk named Kusang was sitting on the open space in the corner of the hall with his head lowered, eyes closed and meditating, looking like an accomplished monk. As for the other people, Han Li had never seen them.

"Master Kusang, has Taoist Priest Qingwen returned?" Han Li walked up to the monk in a few steps and asked kindly.

The young monk ignored Han Li and continued to mutter something. When Han Li became impatient, the monk opened his eyes and said to him apologetically: "Donor Han, don't blame me! The young monk was reciting the Diamond Sutra just now. Please don’t blame me if you can’t stop talking and reply immediately when you get to the critical point!”

Han Li listened to the monk's words and laughed dryly: "How can you not! I admire people who are focused on everything the most!"

When the young monk heard what Han Li said, he smiled and said calmly: "Taoist Master Qingwen and others are waiting for Donor Han on the second floor. Please tell me to call you up as soon as I see the Donor. It seems that I have something to do with the donor.”

When Han Li heard what the monk said, he felt a little depressed.

This little monk is really, since someone is looking for me, why don't you tell me immediately, why are you so mother-in-law? It seems that it is better to stay away from people like monks in the future!

Han Li cursed in his heart, but nodded without any change on his face, walked towards the stairs near the hall, and climbed up to the second floor.

As soon as they entered the second floor, they saw the two brothers Kuroki and Kurogane talking at the top of the stairs. Seeing Han Li coming up, he immediately stopped talking and came up to greet him.

"Brother Han, Taoist Priest Qingwen is waiting for you in the house. Come with us brothers!" Han Li looked calm and said nothing, and he walked with them along the corridor and entered a room.

There were many people in the house, except for the monk, everyone else was there, and there were also two unknown strangers.

One is a smiling boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, and the other is a fair and fat man of twenty-one or two years old. It seems that these two are the guys who even have blue lines and have a headache.

"Brother Han is here! Sit down quickly." Qingwen Taoist politely pointed to a chair next to him and said to Han Li.

Han Li nodded and sat there.

"These two are Wu Jiuzhi from Yunmenjian and Huang Xiaotian from Shituo Valley." Qing Wen pointed at the young man and the fat man respectively and introduced them to Han Li.

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