A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Upon closer inspection, the appearance of the man who transformed into a crane and the Feiling tribesman who just caught him are very different from ordinary tribesmen. Their faces are similar to those of the human tribe, but their ears are pointed, and there is a round red bulge on the Tianling cap. .

As for the young man in soap robe who had just transformed into a strange bird, there was a small black horn on his forehead, and a pair of fangs several inches above his mouth.

As for the hundreds of people from the Feiling tribe who were watching, most of them were different from the human race, but some were very different, and some were just a little different. But these people, big or small, all have pairs of wings on their backs, longer ones, shorter ones, gray ones, red ones and so on.

These people are obviously members of the Feiling tribe.

"The celestial bell of the Horned Eagle Clan is indeed very powerful. I have learned from it." The defeated man said unwillingly, and he and his companions retreated into the crowd.

"Anyone else, please come and teach me something." The soap-robed young man didn't take it seriously, but instead issued another challenge to the crowd below.

There was a slight commotion among the Feiling people below, but no one immediately stood up to fight.

When the young man saw this, a sneer appeared on his face. When he wanted to say something else, someone suddenly shouted loudly in the distance:

"Look, the three westernmost branches, the Holy Sons of the Wuguang Clan, the Tianpeng Clan, and the Crimson Clan are also here."

Upon hearing this, the crowd below was startled for a moment, then roared and started talking.

Some curious people even turned around and flew away. In the blink of an eye, the number of people in this place decreased by less than half.

When the young man in soap robe in the air heard the words Tianpeng clan, his expression changed slightly, and he fell silently.

At the same time, more than a hundred miles away from the giant peak, dozens of giant birds of different shapes, mixed with a red flying scorpion that was more than twenty feet long, were flying side by side towards the giant peak.

Among those giant birds, there are some that are all white, with different types of men and women on them. It was a group of people who set out from the Holy City of Tianpeng Clan.

Han Li was riding on a giant bird, mingling among them.

In addition to the three holy sons including Han Li, the Tianpeng clan also included the great elder Jin Yue and the mysterious elder Shi.

The red-bearded old man and the beautiful woman stayed behind in the Holy City.

With them at this moment, there were two other groups of people with different costumes and descriptions.

One group has dark purple hair and light red skin, while the other group has slightly smaller wings and colorful clothing.

Judging by his appearance, he is from the Chirong and Wuguang tribes. However, compared to the two tribes, the Tianpeng tribe's mere five members seemed to be much smaller in number.

"Elder Jin, it seems that the Jade Emperor is the elders. They should know that we are here. They even released the spiritual flames to welcome the guests." A young woman with a handsome appearance and colorful clothes said with a smile.

In the sky above the giant peaks in the distance, huge colorful flames emerged. They rolled, intertwined and flickered, dyeing half of the sky as bright as the clouds.

Such an astonishing sight, even if they were hundreds of miles away, their group could still clearly see the abnormality.

"This is not the first time we have seen this kind of situation. Time flies so fast, and another three hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye. Brother Zhu, do you have any thoughts when you come here again?" Jin Yue responded and turned around. An old man with red skin asked.

"What can you think! Unless we can cultivate into a true spirit body, or ascend to the realm of true immortals, we will be nothing more than a cup of loess for thousands or tens of thousands of years. The rise and fall of various races alternately , is also the same. How did Elder Jin think about the matter mentioned a few days ago?" The old man asked expressionlessly.

"Our Tianpeng clan is indeed much weaker than before, but our clan has been passed down from ancient times to this day and is one of the oldest clans in the clan. How can we easily abandon our inheritance and throw ourselves into the arms of others. Brother Zhu, I'm here I thought twice about the merger mentioned on the way, so I can only decline." The girl's eyes flashed and she replied calmly.

"Really? If I remember correctly, in ancient times, the Wuling tribe to which the noble elder Shi belonged seemed to have been annexed during the heyday of the nobles. Now that the nobles have weakened, they have merged with powerful tribes like us, leaving space for other ethnic groups. It is a matter of course to step out of the main branch position. Why should Elder Jin say it so seriously?" The old man surnamed Zhu said with a cold smile.

"How can the affairs of the Wuling clan be compared with the current situation. The original Wuling clan not only had no holy master in the clan, but also faced the pressure of powerful enemies and actively asked to join our clan. This clan can follow Not coerced." The girl replied lightly.

"Hmph, what happened back then was so long ago, who knows the truth of the matter. Since the nobles have officially rejected the good intentions of the clan, it only depends on whether the noble son can pass the test in the abyss. Otherwise, don't blame me. Several clans proposed to the Joint Elders Council to forcibly dismantle the nobility. Don’t forget, it’s not my Chirong clan who is interested in the nobility.” The old man surnamed Zhu chuckled.

"Brother Zhu, the nobles are already the top three strong branches among our seventy-two branches. Why must we be so aggressive and annex the Tianpeng tribe? Are the nobles really serious and want to overwhelm the Jiuyue tribe? "The handsome young woman rolled her eyes and said with a sweet smile.

"Mrs. Qiu, please don't talk nonsense. When did this elder say disrespectful words to the Jiuyue people?" When the old man named Zhu heard what the young woman said, his face changed drastically and he denied it.

The young woman smiled, and just when she was about to say something else, a burst of fairy music suddenly came from the direction of the giant peak in the distance, and then a light flashed in the sky, and a large cloud of clouds rolled in.

Several people immediately shut up, and the entire team stopped escaping and floated in the air.

In the blink of an eye, Caixia arrived at a height above a few people, and ten people in different costumes walked out of it. Most of them had gray hair and looked old.

"Join the elders." When Jin Yue, the old man surnamed Zhu and others saw these ten people, they jumped off their mounts in shock and bowed deeply to the ten people.

"You don't have to be so outspoken. Sooner or later, you will be one of us. The other elders are at the Jade Emperor's Summit, waiting for you." One of the ten people came out, an old woman with one hand on a crutch, said with a smile. .

"Why, am I the last among the other three tribes to arrive this time?" Jin Yue's heart moved and she asked politely.

"It's not the latest. The two branches of the Ghost Face and Poisonous Dove clan in the north have important things to do, and they have to wait until the abyss of the earth opens to arrive. So you wait until the three clans arrive, and this grand meeting will be over. It can be convened in advance." The old woman replied with a smile.

"That's it." Jin Yue nodded after hearing this.

Han Li, who was standing behind, glanced at the ten newly-appeared people and was greatly shocked.

Most of these ten people were at the level of Fusion or above. The old woman who spoke first could not even tell that her level of cultivation was at least the same as that of Jin Yue, who was also a terrifying existence above the middle stage of Fusion.

These people are the rumored co-elders.

I heard that these people were originally the elders of various tribes. They could only join this council of elders when their lifespan was short. From the date they joined, they automatically gave up all their status in the original tribe and had no influence on the entire flying tribe. The Eldar are responsible.

At this time, the old man named Zhu and the young woman also came forward and exchanged a few words with the old woman. Then, under the leadership of these ten people, the group once again drove the giant bird straight towards the giant peak.

After a while, everyone arrived near the giant peak. The majestic buildings in front were vaguely visible, and high in the sky, many black spots, large or small, were hovering.

Han Li took a closer look and discovered that there were hundreds of various giant birds flying in the air, mixed with some huge winged insects, each with a ferocious shape.

Seeing that they were only a few miles away from the mountain peak, there was a muffled "boom" sound, and a seven-color rainbow shot out from the buildings on the mountain peak, and it just flashed across such a long distance to everyone.

Then, a gorgeous and huge arch bridge appeared in front of us.

The old woman and others just moved their bodies and stepped onto the arch bridge first. Then the old woman smiled and waved to the people behind her.

"Let's go up too." Jin Yue ordered, got off the giant bird, and followed closely to the bridge.

Naturally, the young woman, the Chirong tribe and the rest of the group were unwilling to lag behind and walked forward.

Han Li stepped on the bridge and felt that the place he stepped on was soft and elastic, as if he were stepping on a thick mat.

Out of curiosity, he looked down carefully twice, wanting to release his spiritual thoughts to investigate carefully, but suddenly he trembled, and a ball of colorful light appeared around him, wrapping everyone in it. After just a flash, he took it with him. Everyone arrived at the other end of the bridge.

Miraculous anomaly.

At this time, Han Li could no longer detect the strangeness of the arch bridge under him, because there were more than twenty people from the Feiling Tribe standing under the bridge in front of him, staring at them all.

Behind them, a huge emerald palace loomed in the white mist.

But there were only two people standing in front of everyone, one was a middle-aged man with snow-white hair and a tall nose, and the other was an old man with a wrinkled face, unusually long cheeks, and light black tattoos on his neck.

Seeing this, the old woman smiled and walked to the side of the two men with a twitch of her sleeves. The others took office but walked into the crowd and disappeared.

"A few elders have come with the Holy Son from afar. It has been an extremely hard journey. The Holy Son can go to the side hall to rest for a while. The elders will accompany me and other old guys to the hall for a chat. The other elders from all the tribes He is also in the hall, accompanied by other elders." The tattooed old man cupped his hands and said with a smile.

"Elder Ming is too polite. We will obey your orders!" Elder Zhu from the Chirong tribe took the lead and agreed with a smile on his face.

Although Jin Yue and the young woman from the Wuguang tribe do not get along with the Chirong tribe, they have no other opinions at this moment.

After immediately turning around and giving orders to Han Li and others, the three of them walked into the white mist accompanied by these people.

"Sages, please come with me. I will arrange a place for you to stay." At some point, a petite girl in white clothes appeared in front of Han Li's dozen or so people and said with a smile.