A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

"I will continue to be with a few of you." Honglian Sanren was very straightforward.

"Okay, okay! Brother Han, are you ready?" The Taoist priest looked very happy and asked Han Li again.

Han Li hesitated after hearing this.

Logically speaking, it should be the best choice for a newcomer like him to continue to follow this small group, but somehow in his heart, he always feels that something is wrong. It seems that if he really does this, he will definitely regret it.

"I'd better wait until the trade fair is over before making a decision! There's no rush!" Han Li said with a smile. He decided to delay for now.

"Hey!" Han Li's words obviously exceeded everyone's expectations, leaving Qing Wen and others a little stunned.

"Brother Han, what is there to hesitate about? Only by being together can we avoid being bullied by others. What's more, I'm very interested in Brother Han being able to see through my stealing skills. I want to learn from each other more in the future!" "Wu Jiuzhi was a little dissatisfied.

Han Li didn't get angry after hearing the young man's words, he just smiled and said nothing.

"Haha, Brother Han didn't say that he would definitely not go on the road with us. He just said that he should think about it. This is human nature!" Taoist Priest Qingwen quickly persuaded.

"Yes, Taoist Qingwen's words have been spoken in my heart. I do have some unspeakable difficulties, so I have to be more cautious!" Han Li seemed to be very grateful to Taoist Qingwen, and showed a look that said it from the bottom of his heart. The look of going.

"That's it, then I'm a troublemaker!" The young man felt as if he had become a different person inside and out, and was very unhappy.

The green-patterned Taoist priest smiled helplessly and secretly apologized to Han Li with the expression of an elder brother tolerating his stubborn brother.

Naturally, Han Li would not take this matter to heart.

But now that the matter has been resolved, everyone stood up, said goodbye and went back. Han Li also found an empty room on the second floor and took a rest.

On the second day, except for the monk and Han Li, everyone else walked out of the attic and went out to the stall together.

At this time, the monk continued to chant Zen in the hall on the first floor, while Han Li was stroking a dozen talismans with his fingers in the room, lost in thought.

"This so-called primary lower-level talisman has a faint flash of spiritual light on it. It is indeed very different from ordinary secular talismans. It seems that either its raw materials have special features, or it needs some kind of magic to be blessed." Han Li thought. road.

Han Li took out this talisman paper, intending to practice the "Calmdown Technique" he had learned before. But it suddenly occurred to him that it seemed that drawing the Talisman Talisman alone was not enough. It also required things like a writing brush and cinnabar. Both of these things seem to be sold at the Immortal Cultivators’ stalls. Could it be that these items cannot be made of secular things, but must be specially made by immortal cultivators?

Thinking of this, Han Li couldn't sit still in the room. He decided to go find the monk. He couldn't hide the fact that he was a novice in cultivating immortals anyway, so he might as well ask him directly.

"The donor has a good idea. If you want to successfully draw a spiritual talisman, in addition to the talisman paper that must be refined with special raw materials, you must also use cinnabar mixed with the blood of monsters that contains spiritual energy. As for the pen, it depends on the situation! "Monk Kusang said calmly after listening to Han Li's question.

"Master Kusang, what do you mean it depends on the situation?" Han Li sat cross-legged opposite the monk and asked seriously, without any embarrassment.

"The pens used by us cultivators to draw spiritual talismans, in addition to the brushes made from the spiritual hair of monsters, can also be used to make talismans with charcoal pens such as some genius treasures. These can increase the success rate of making talismans. and the power of the talisman. But if there are no conditions, even an ordinary secular pen will do, but the success rate of making the talisman is really pitiful." The monk shook his head lightly, seemingly disapproving of Han Li's last use. A way to refine the talisman.

"Thank you for your advice, master? Then I'll go out and see if it's possible to find a talisman-making pen!" Han Li stood up and raised his fist at the monk.

"Donor, walk slowly!" The monk closed his eyes again and continued his meditation practice.

It seems that I can’t go out today! I remember that the pen and the cinnabar were not cheap, costing about six or seven low-level spiritual stones. Do you really want to sell the "Flying Talisman" you just got?

Han Li was thinking as he walked out of the attic and walked towards the trading floor.

It's morning now, so there are only twos and threes of immortal cultivators on the road, which is not deserted, but it seems that they are heading towards the trading place, and it seems that most of them are people like Taoist priests and others.

"Look, what a big bird!" A male cultivator suddenly exclaimed.

Then, a huge black shadow passed over the heads of Han Li and other immortal cultivators on the road.

Han Li was shocked and looked up quickly.

They saw a two-headed strange bird the size of a calf flying over their heads.

This bird looks like an eagle but not an eagle. It is covered with gray feathers. Its wings are spread several feet wide. It has a pair of sharp claws like sickles under its body, and two bald and vicious bird heads on its neck. There are four. The small eyes glowed slightly green.

What a vicious demon bird!

"So ugly!"

"So big!"

"Hurry and grab it, it will be perfect for use as a mount!"

…

The immortal cultivators below stopped and started talking, and some were even eager to give it a try.

"You don't want your life! This is the "double-headed owl", a spiritual bird kept in captivity by the Yan family in Guyushan, the first powerful clan to cultivate immortals. There must be people from the Yan family above. Do you want to seek death?"

A few cold words woke some people up from their sweet dreams.

"The Yan family? The only Immortal Cultivation Family outside the major Cultivation Sect that has alchemy-forming monks?" Someone lost his voice.

"Isn't it this Yan family or which Yan family? I came earlier than you, so I have seen this "double-headed duck" once. I also know that this time the Yan family sent two brothers and sisters to participate in the arena competition of the Ascension Conference! "Another cultivator said proudly.

"No! The Yan family has also sent people to participate in the Immortal Ascension Meeting. In previous years, they never sent people! In this way, there will definitely be two fewer places!"

"That's right. If we meet two people from the Yan family on the stage, we will be in bad luck!"

…

The faces of these immortal cultivators were a little ugly, and some of them even sighed!

Han Li looked coldly at the strange bird that was going away without saying a word. Looking at the image of this monster bird, it was clearly the strange eagle that Xi Tieniu had seen before, and the pair of immortal men and women must be the Yan family brother and sister!

Han Lizheng was thinking thoughtfully, while the nearby immortal cultivators went about their own business after this small disturbance.

Finally, he smiled lightly and left freely.

There are a lot of people in the square now. Although it is not as lively as what I saw last night, it is still very popular.

Han Li touched the remaining bottles of elixirs in his arms and decided to see if he could exchange them for something else.

So, he did not enter from the original entrance this time, but entered from the other end of the square. He planned to start strolling from the other side.

Along the way, Han Li looked around from time to time, looking at the various materials and talismans on the stalls, as well as some weird magic weapons, which made him dizzy.

Suddenly, Han Li's footsteps stopped in front of a certain stall. He looked at a thin book on the stall, a little lost in thought.

The price tag on the front of the book reads: "Eternal Spring Gong", a basic technique for cultivating immortality with the wood attribute, worth two low-level spiritual stones.

"I want this book!" Han Li slowly lowered his body, picked up the book and flipped through it, then raised his head and said calmly to the stall owner.

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