A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

"Thank you, fellow Taoist." Although the other party's cultivation level was not high, a saint son of the Chirong tribe still did not dare to say lightly.

Among the three tribes, the Chirong tribe had the largest number of people, and they actually sent seven saint sons at once. Next is the Wuguang Clan, with five people. The smallest one is the Tianpeng clan. Even if Han Li is included, there are only three people. This is still the case when the Tianpeng clan has no reservations. The other clans must still have some secrets that the Holy Son has not sent out.

Moreover, most of the saint sons of these two tribes are in the middle stage of divine transformation and above. Compared with Bai Bi and Lei Lan, they are indeed much stronger.

It can be seen that the Tianpeng tribe has indeed declined among the Feiling tribe. No wonder the upper echelons of the Tianpeng clan would spare no effort to win over him. It is normal for other powerful factions to want to take advantage of them.

The law of the weak and the strong is common to all races in the spiritual world.

Han Li was thinking in his mind, and led Bai Bi, Lei Lan and several people from the Wuguang tribe to walk side by side behind the Chirong tribe.

The two subconsciously opened a considerable distance.

Among the many saints of the Tianpeng tribe, the one Han Li cared about the most was a man with a sinister face and evil eyes.

There are other saints of the Chirong clan who have similar cultivation levels to him, but only this person gives him a dangerous feeling when they meet him.

Thinking of this, Han Li looked at the man's back and couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Why, Brother Han is very interested in Zhu Yinzi?" A charming woman in her twenties from the Wuguang Clan said to Han Li with a sudden smile.

Among the Tianpeng tribe, although Han Li is a fake saint, his cultivation as a high-level flying spirit general is not fake at all. Therefore, both the Wuguang tribe and the Chirong tribe regard Han Li as the heavenly son. The leader among the Sons of Peng.

In addition, his face was unfamiliar, and he appeared as a hidden trump card of the Tianpeng clan. The other two clans paid more attention to Han Li.

On the way, because Jin Yue and other elders were nearby, the others never had a chance to talk or anything. Now that Fang Yi was separated from the clan elders, this woman from the Wuguang clan was the first to speak.

Of course, this is also because the Tianpeng tribe and the Wuguang tribe have always been on good terms.

It is impossible for the saint sons of the Chirong tribe to take the initiative to ask anything.

"It's nothing. This Brother Zhu has a lot of evil energy. I'm afraid he has a lot of experience in fighting with others." Han Li replied calmly.

"It seems that it is true that Brother Han has been practicing overseas. Zhu Yinzi is very famous among the younger generation like us. He has gone deep into the abyss seven times privately. Although he did not go deep, he killed him There are many famous monsters. They are as famous as Bao Qing of the Qiyue tribe and Fei Ye of the Nanlong tribe. It is said that the magical power is not even inferior to that of the middle-level spiritual commander." The woman from the Wuguang tribe replied with a smile, not afraid of being caught in front of her. The Chirong tribe heard.

"I see." Han Li nodded calmly and said nothing more.

Seeing Han Li's indifferent expression, the woman from the Wuguang Tribe became even more interested, but before she could say anything else, the group of people was led by the girl in white to several six or seven-story attics.

She looked back and said:

"You three clans can each choose a loft to live in. There is one thing, I want to remind you. On the Jade Emperor's Peak, except for the easternmost competition field, no fighting is allowed in other places. Otherwise, you will be hurt. The more severe the suffering, the more serious it will be to abolish cultivation."

"I understand. I'm here to help you, girl." Most of the people in the group were shocked when they heard this, and a handsome man from the Chirong tribe even expressed their thanks.

"My name is Xiaozhu. From now on, I will be responsible for all the trivial matters of your three clans. If you need anything, you can come to me." The girl in white shirt smiled brightly, bowed to Han Li and others, and then left.

Next, everyone in Han did not talk anymore, each selected a loft and moved in.

Han Li chose the top floor of the attic, while Bai Bi and Lei Lan chose the two floors below.

After traveling almost non-stop for several months, even Han Li felt very tired.

Without saying a word, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate and rest.

After an unknown amount of time, when he opened his eyes again, the sky outside the window had become gloomy.

He walked out of bed lightly and stretched.

He went downstairs calmly.

As a result, Bai Bi on the lower floor of the attic was still in meditation in his room, but the woman named Lei Lan disappeared.

Han Li was a little surprised.

I remember that before setting off, Jin Yue kept a close eye on this girl, telling them not to separate easily when they went out, so as not to give anyone an opportunity to take advantage of her.

After thinking about it for a while, Han Li felt a little uneasy and walked out of the attic with his hands behind his back.

These two people were involved in the success of the Earth Abyss Trial. He really couldn't just ignore them.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Han? What a coincidence!" As soon as Fang took a few steps out of the attic door, a lazy voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Han Li's eyes flashed and he walked over.

I saw a round-faced young man walking out of another attic. He was one of the Saint Sons of the Chirong Tribe, but his face was full of smiles.

Han Li's face was expressionless, but he sneered in his heart.

It would be a damn thing if the other party really bumped into me by chance. Most of them would have been waiting there, waiting for them to appear.

Although I don’t know what I want to do, it’s definitely not good.

Han Li looked at the other party without saying a word.

"Haha, Brother Han, why should we refuse people thousands of miles away? Even though there are some conflicts between our two clans now, there is no need to draw swords like this before entering the abyss. In the future, if the nobles really merge into our Chirong clan, we and others will We might even become brothers." Seeing Han Li's indifference, this young man from the Chirong tribe didn't care at all.

"If the two races really merge into one, it is really possible." Han Li narrowed his eyes and suddenly smiled softly.

Seeing Han Li's expression change so quickly, the round-faced young man was stunned for a moment, but then he laughed.

"My little brother Chitian, this is my first time here at the Jade Emperor's Summit. Why don't you and I go for a walk together?" The holy son of the Chirong tribe actually said as if he were a good friend.

"With you?" Han Li raised his eyebrows.

"Fighting is prohibited here. Brother Han, are you still afraid that I won't succeed in plotting against you?" Chi Tian said with a smile.

"Although Han is not afraid of plots, he is not interested in forming any kind of company." Han Li's expression darkened again.

Chi Tian felt that he was being played by Han Li, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and his smile finally faded away.

"Brother Han went out this time to find Miss Lei from the noble family." The round-faced young man was silent for a moment and said slowly.

"What do you mean by this?" Han Li's voice was cold.

"It's nothing. I just saw that Miss Lei Lan went out with Senior Sister Hongsha from my tribe. It seemed that she planned to go to some arena to open her eyes. I'll tell you to save Brother Han from running around in vain. No." Chi Tian smiled a bit but stopped smiling.

"So, I would like to thank Brother Chi for reminding me." Han Li frowned, but there was no abnormality on the surface. After a brief clasp of fists, the person drifted away.

Looking at Han Li's retreating figure, Chi Tian's eyes flashed, and then he sneered.

"Junior Brother Chi, you did a good job." After Han Li completely disappeared from the path in the distance, a faint voice suddenly came from the attic behind him.

As the figure flashed in the back attic door, another tall and thin man walked out. His skin color was much darker than usual, and his eyes revealed a hint of evil.

"Congratulations, senior brother! Any other person can handle such a trivial matter. However, although this person is a high-level spiritual general, why should senior brother pay so much attention to it? Any one of us can easily deal with it." Chi Tian's expression changed. He turned around quickly and said respectfully.

"Junior Brother Chi, what you said is wrong. If this person is really the person I want, you will definitely not be my opponent." Zhu Yinzi said something that shocked the round-faced young man.

"Senior brother has known this person for a long time." Chi Tian was stunned for a moment.

"Junior brother should know that Tianming and others returned without success a few months ago." Zhu Yinzi asked suddenly.

"Of course I've heard a lot about this. I heard that Senior Brother Tianming not only failed to complete the mission, but also damaged a high-level chiroar bird and destroyed the secondary bead of a fire dragon bead." Chi Tian hesitated for a moment and replied honestly. road.

"The person who defeated Tianming and killed the red roaring bird with one person's strength at that time should be the Great Holy Son Han." Zhu Yinzi licked his lips, with a strange look on his face.

"How is that possible? Senior brother Tianming is a middle-level spiritual general, and several others also have spiritual level cultivation. The Red Roaring Bird has magical powers that are not inferior to those of a middle-level spiritual general." Chi Tian's expression changed drastically, and he was a little unbelievable. .

"Tianming once described that person's appearance to me personally. In addition, this Tianpeng tribe's holy son was just recalled from overseas. This person should be genuine. I'm afraid this person is at least a high-level spiritual general. Cultivation, otherwise Tianming and others will not know that they are outnumbered and retreat." Zhu Yinzi said Yinyin.

"So the Tianpeng Clan really has some tricks up their sleeves. When their Holy Lord just died, they said they didn't have a Holy Son in their clan. This time, they will definitely be annexed by our Chirong Clan. As a result, three people appeared at once. The Holy Son is coming, and one of them is a high-level spiritual general. It's really unexpected." The round-faced young man blinked, still a little doubtful.

"It's nothing. After all, the Tianpeng tribe was one of the most powerful branches of our Feiling tribe in ancient times. It's not surprising that there are some unknown back-ups secretly. But this time, the elders of the tribe made it very clear. , would rather join forces with other tribes to carve up the Tianpeng tribe, than allow them to give birth to another Holy Lord. This man named Han Li is probably the most promising person of the Tianpeng tribe. So before entering the abyss, Let’s find out his true magical power first. I don’t want to do something I’m not sure about.” Zhu Yinzi said in a deep voice.

"Senior brother, what you said makes sense. Let's go to the competition ground first. This person will definitely pass." Chi Tian said with a smile.

"Of course. There are only a few saints in the Tianpeng clan. If he really wanted to take a look, he wouldn't be able to escape his involvement." Zhu Yinzi also laughed.

Then the two men immediately took off into the air and flew straight to the east.