A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Throwing the crystal wings in his hand into the air, Han Li spurted out a stream of green clouds and swallowed it in one gulp.

In the following time, Han Li took out the damaged Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords and began to refining them one by one, slowly restoring their spirituality...

A year later, in the low altitude of an unknown mountain range in the wilderness, a faint blue light flew and walked.

In the escaping light, a young man with a pale expression was seen with his hands behind his back. It was Han Li himself who had left Tushan's hiding place for several months.

As soon as he repaired all the flying swords, he didn't stop at the earth mountain at all, but immediately drove the escaping light straight to this place.

Because he was alone, Han Li was extra cautious along the way. Although he flew for half a year, he was still safe.

And this unknown mountain range looks a little unusual.

No matter on the mountain or at the foot of the mountain, all the trees look quite short, like taller bushes, and as long as you fly a little lower, you can feel the thick moisture rushing towards you.

In the depressions of this mountain range, there are actually lakes of various sizes scattered everywhere. Although the big ones are thousands of miles in diameter, the smaller ones are of only a few sizes and exist like puddles.

However, Han Li did not dare to be too careless when flying to these lakes.

Who knows if there are any powerful ancient beasts or aliens hiding in these lakes.

Since entering this mountain range, he has killed more than a dozen strange beasts that actively pounced on him to escape the light. Among them was a giant beast in the lake that looked like an eel, almost equivalent to a being in the stage of transformation into a god. It had extremely powerful water-based magical powers, which required a lot of effort.

After flying forward for half a day, the mountains in front changed, and two straight peaks about a thousand feet high appeared.

As soon as he saw the two mountain peaks, Han Li's eyes lit up and a hint of joy appeared on his face.

In terms of the size of the mountain peaks, these two hills are certainly not unusual. However, one of the two hills is extremely silvery white. Most of the peaks are covered with a layer of crystal ice and snow, making it extremely cold nearby.

The other mountain peak was a brilliant purple, covered with a kind of maple-like forest, and the leaves were all glowing with a strange purple light.

The two mountain peaks are only about ten miles apart, but except for the strange purple trees and ice and snow on the mountain, they are very similar in appearance and mountain topography. It cannot be said that they are the same, but they are almost identical.

"Since there are really two mountain peaks here, it seems that they are really telling the truth." Han Li murmured twice, and then he flashed away and went straight to the iceberg.

As soon as Fang approached the mountain, a strong wind roared in, and it was as cold as a bone, as if it was being cut by a knife.

Han Li's expression changed, but a layer of green light suddenly appeared on his body, and then he continued to shoot as if there was no obstruction.

Before the gate could plunge into the mountain, two shocking rainbows suddenly shot out from the thickest part of the mountain covered with ice and snow. After a few flashes, they were more than thirty feet away from Han Li.

Han Li was startled and the light disappeared, and his figure appeared in the flash of spiritual light.

"Haha, it turns out that Fellow Daoist Han is here. I knew that with Fellow Daoist's magical power, this simple task would be absolutely fine." The light in front also dimmed, and two men appeared. One of them actually recognized Han at a glance. Standing up, he said with a smile on his face.

This man had a green face and white hair, and seemed to be in his fifties or sixties. He was the old man surnamed Liu whom Han Li met in Feiling Hall when he first entered Tianyuan City that day.

The person next to him was a sickly Confucian scholar, who was also dark-colored and unusually kind.

"It turns out to be Brother Liu and Brother Ouyang. Didn't the two of you come earlier than I did? It seems that the mission of the two of you was much smoother than that of me." Han Li said, "Hey, Xiaoxiao, didn't mention that he was almost in trouble in the Wood Clan." A life-threatening matter.

"How can our mission be compared with that of Fellow Daoist Han. I am just following a few Lords of the Golden Guard to sweep away a few small strongholds of foreigners. As long as you are careful, there will naturally not be much risk." The old man surnamed Liu shook his head repeatedly. said.

"Apart from the two fellow Daoists, are there any other fellow daoists here?" Han Li smiled slightly, but suddenly the topic changed.

"Of course. We need a lot of manpower for this trip. Although we have already predicted that nearly half of our fellow Taoists may not be able to arrive, the manpower that has arrived now is almost enough. I will take Brother Han to meet him." Liu surnamed The old man said with a smile.

"Then I'm sorry to you, fellow Taoist." Han Li cupped his fists and had no intention of objecting.

Immediately, under the guidance of these two people, Han Li turned into a ray of blue light and flew towards the iceberg.

But just after flying a short distance, the old man leading the way took out a jade tablet from his arms and waved it towards the void in front of him.

Suddenly, a piece of white light shot out from the card, and wherever it passed, pieces of white lotus emerged, and the spiritual light flashed endlessly.

The old man surnamed Liu urged the light to escape and entered the white lotus first, disappearing in a flash.

Han Li's eyes flashed, and he and the Confucian scholar followed closely behind.

There was actually a phantom formation here, which he had not noticed before. It seems to be quite magical!

In this case, ordinary ancient beasts passing nearby would really not be able to detect the movement on the mountain.

After the three people's escape light flashed for a few times, they circled around the white top of the mountain and landed in front of a pavilion of crystal ice.

There is a small group of igloos of various styles nearby, and a man and two women are sitting in the pavilion, chatting about something. As soon as the three people appeared, their eyes suddenly fell on Han Li.

The man is a burly man in gray robes, with a beard and a heroic face.

One woman is in her forties, has an ordinary face, and is wearing a green skirt. The other one, Ling, seems to be extremely young, wearing a green shirt and a veil.

When Han Li saw the veiled woman, he was slightly startled and let out a light sigh.

"Fairy Ying, I didn't expect that my Taoist friend was also invited. What a coincidence." Han Li greeted the woman in surprise.

"I know that fellow Taoists will come here. I can be considered one of the initiators of this incident." The veiled woman smiled brightly at Han Li.

This woman is clearly the 'Fairy Ying' who invited Han Litong to perform the mission during the Ascension Monk gathering.

"Initiator? This is really beyond Han's expectation." Han Li chuckled.

Although there was no such woman among those who invited him at that time, it was believed that there was no need for the other party to lie about this matter.

As for those people who took the lead in calling them to do this, he really didn't care too much.

Han Li turned his gaze and glanced at the other two people.

The faces of these two people looked familiar. They seemed to be people who had appeared in the gathering of ascended monks, but they had never had any dealings with him.

These three people are also in the middle stage of divine transformation and above, especially the woman, who is already in the late stage of divine transformation.

Therefore, Han Li rushed to the two of them and clasped his fists.

The big man and the woman did not dare to neglect Han Li and returned the favor.

The masked woman immediately invited Han Li to sit in the pavilion. After Han Li thought about it for a moment, he smiled and shook his head:

"Han suffered some minor injuries during the mission this time, and he spent some mana traveling day and night. It's better to recover first. If I remember correctly, it seems that there is still half a month before the agreed departure time."

"Haha, this is an oversight on my part. Brother Han has come all the way, so he naturally wants to rest for a while before talking. There are no people in these houses after the ones on the far left, so fellow Taoist, just pick one. Of course, if fellow Taoist If you are not satisfied, you can just rebuild it yourself." The old man surnamed Liu twirled his beard and said with a pleasant expression.

"Then you're welcome." Han Li chuckled and said nothing more. After saying farewell to a few people, he immediately walked into one of the igloos and walked calmly. After a few flashes, he disappeared into the house. There was no trace of it.

Several people near the pavilion looked at Han Li's back and were silent for a while.

"Brother Han is in such a hurry to rest and recuperate, he won't be seriously injured." The woman frowned slightly and spoke slowly.

"Probably not! Fellow Daoist Han looks very good, maybe it's just that his mana has been somewhat depleted." The big man in gray robe next to him shook his head.

"That's not necessarily true. It's true that Fellow Daoist Han is proficient in some secret technique to conceal complexion. It's normal that I can't see it. But having said that, since he can get here on time, it already shows that this person is unusual. Even if he is a little sick, I believe it will not have any impact on our plans for this trip. Didn't Fellow Daoist Yuan and Master Jingyuan who came first also go into the house to rest for a while?" Fairy Ying, however, had great confidence in Han Li and said calmly.

"What Fairy Ying said makes sense! Although fellow Taoist Han is only a monk in the middle stage of spiritual transformation, according to my guess, he can be ranked in the top three among the fellow Taoists who have arrived in terms of magical powers." The sick Confucian scholar said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Ouyang's words are a bit exaggerated. Friend Daoist Han is only a monk in the middle stage of spiritual transformation. I can't be wrong about this." The woman was stunned when she heard this and said with some disbelief.

"Sister Zhao has been busy practicing hard in Tianyuan City these years, and rarely attends our gatherings. It's not surprising that she doesn't know about Brother Han. Fellow Daoist Han has killed and captured people of the same level and foreign races many times. , is quite famous among the newly promoted monks like us. In particular, the magical power he cultivates is very effective in restraining the Shadow Clan. This is why we will invite him here with all our strength. The main reason." The masked woman said leisurely.

"Fellow Daoist Ying means that this person is specially used to deal with those shadow bug beasts." The woman suddenly realized.

"Yes, that's what I mean. Otherwise, those shadow bug beasts will be quite troublesome. If it consumes a lot of mana and scares away the real prey of our trip, it will be terrible." Liu surnamed The old man also explained a few words with a smile.

When the woman surnamed Zhao heard this, she nodded and said nothing more.

So these people sat in the pavilion, chatting here and there. But Han Li had already sat down cross-legged in an igloo, his eyes slightly closed and his whole body motionless.

(I'm really sorry, something urgent happened last night, so the update is a little late. I hope you can forgive me!)