A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Early on the next morning, the two elders Jin Yue and the two holy sons Bai Bi and Lei Lan were on the first floor of the attic, standing there quietly waiting for something.

Among them, the two elders, Shi, had a hint of expectation, but the two saints were confused, and their eyes flashed with surprise as they looked at the stairs.

After a meal, the sound of footsteps was heard from above, and then a figure flashed, and Han Li appeared at the entrance of the stairs with a smile on his face.

"Why, you succeeded." Elder Shi's eyes lit up and he asked.

"Thank you for teaching me, senior. I have almost mastered it, and I should be able to use it to deal with the enemy." Han Li said with a smile.

"Very good. The danger of this trial may be much greater than in the past. Although Fellow Daoist Han is a high-level spiritual general, he may encounter some powerful enemies that he cannot deal with on the way. So I discussed it with Elder Shi last night. I am going to lend you one of my clan's most valuable treasures to use. This way, you can protect yourself if there is any accident." The girl looked at Han Li's expression carefully and said suddenly.

"The treasure of the clan." Han Li was stunned and surprised.

"Yes, you should take these thunder dragon scissors with you." As Jin Yue spoke, her sleeves flicked, and suddenly a ball of blue light flew out, turning into a pair of blue scissors.

Han Li subconsciously raised one hand, grabbed the treasure in his hand, and looked at it carefully.

I saw that the scissors were about half a foot long and simple in style. The surface was dark green but covered with light silver mysterious patterns. At first glance, it is not an ordinary thing.

"Seniors, would you like to lend this thing to me?" Han Li touched the scissors with his hand and felt a chill, and asked with joy in his heart.

"Actually, we have several other treasures that are more suitable for your use in the abyss, but unfortunately these treasures require a lot of time to be refined. It is impossible to make it in time. And this thunder scissor does not need to be like this Trouble, as long as you use your own spiritual power to infuse it, you can use it to injure the enemy, and it is extremely powerful! But because of this, this scissor can easily be taken away by powerful opponents. Fellow Daoist Han should use it more carefully. "Jin Yue again He warned solemnly.

"Thank you, senior, for giving me the treasure. I will use it with care, junior." Knowing that these two people took out such important treasures for the safety of the Holy Son of their clan, Han Li accepted the treasure without any politeness and smiled in front of him.

Jin Yue nodded and gave instructions to Bai Bi and Lei Lan, but he didn't bring out anything else.

Han Li didn't take it seriously when he saw this.

The treasures that should be given to these two people were probably given to them long before they left the Holy City. The golden small gourd used by Lei Lan and the Chi Rong clan in the last battle in the arena was probably one of them.

After filming the guests, the five people walked out of the attic and flew into the air,

There are already many people from other branches gathered in the air who have been waiting for some time.

At this moment, none of them were riding giant birds or flying insects, and they were all suspended in mid-air with their wings behind their backs.

Moreover, the saint sons of the various branches of the Feiling Tribe gathered together specially and were separated from the elders of their own tribe.

The situation of these Holy Sons is very different from yesterday. Everyone's face was heavy and no one was whispering anymore.

Han Li's eyes flashed, and he also had no intention of talking to anyone. He flew to a corner of the crowd with the two people behind him, and remained silent without saying a word.

But not long after, Han Li suddenly felt that someone was looking at him. His heart moved and he turned around to look back.

More than a hundred feet away, a skinny, short woman who looked like a girl was looking him up and down.

This goddess has dark skin, but has some weird black tattoos on her neck.

When she saw Han Li looking over, she smiled slightly, revealing her unusually white teeth.

Han Li was shocked!

Because when he swept over with his spiritual thoughts, he found that the dark-skinned girl was a high-level spiritual general, and her aura was a little strange, which made him feel faintly threatened. It seemed that she had cultivated some special magical power.

There was no color on Han Li's face at all, but his lips moved slightly.

Bai Bi, who was standing aside, had his eyes slightly closed, when Han Li's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

He opened his eyes in a daze, followed Han Li's gaze and glanced at the skinny girl, but his expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

"Brother Han, that is Ao Qing from the Qiyue tribe. She is even more famous than Zhu Yinzi, and she is the most powerful person among our generation. But this woman is ruthless, has an extremely weird temper, and will kill people at every turn. . It’s better not to provoke Brother Han.” Bai Bi’s words with a hint of awe rang in Han Li’s ears.

Han Li frowned, and couldn't help but wonder why this woman was looking at him like this, when he felt another gloomy gaze glance at him. This time, it was truly malicious.

Han Li's expression darkened and his eyes followed him.

As a result, in another corner of the crowd, Zhu Yinzi was standing there with the other saints of the Chi Rong clan, looking at them with unkind eyes.

Han Li glanced back coldly, then looked back expressionlessly.

The Chirong Tribe is bound to win over the Tianpeng Tribe and will definitely cause trouble to them during the trial, but Han Li feels uneasy about this.

Because Han Li and others came out relatively late, they did not wait much longer in the air.

Half an hour later, when the three elders of the Joint Elders Council and the man in green armor appeared in front of everyone, the entire team immediately began to move forward, heading straight for the huge hill-like wall not far away.

For some reason, even though the wall was empty, the entire team did not fly directly over the giant wall, but stopped directly under a certain giant wall.

I saw the man in green armor walking to the front of the team, muttering something in his mouth, and then suddenly pointed towards the wall with one hand.

There was a loud rumble, and the surface of the huge wall facing everyone shook. Amid the flashes of five-color light, a pale silver magic circle gradually emerged.

Seeing this, the man in Qingjia immediately opened his mouth and spit out a lavender wooden sign.

The wooden sign shone brightly, and a purple beam of light shot out in a flash. After a few flashes, it suddenly sank into the center of the circle.

Suddenly, the silver magic circle buzzed, and then under a burst of strange light, the magic circle suddenly disappeared, but a huge silver door appeared under the huge wall.

This door is tens of feet high, exudes an icy light, and looks extremely heavy, as if it is made of pure silver.

The man in Qingjia put away the wooden sign without saying a word and ran towards the huge door with a flick of his sleeve.

Suddenly a purple glow flew out and hit the giant door.

There was a loud noise, and the silver door slowly opened in the glow.

A gray and evil wind immediately blew in from outside the door. Wherever it passed, the saints suddenly felt an inexplicable shudder, and the hairs on their skin stood up as if someone was approaching with a sharp knife.

It’s really weird!

Han Li naturally felt the strangeness of this wind, and a blue light flashed in his eyes.

The door was opened, and naturally the whole team walked out of the silver gate without hesitation. The situation behind the giant wall was immediately clear.

Han Li couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Not far behind the door is a black land.

Not only was there no grass growing on the ground, the soil and rocks were all dark in color, and as far as the eye could see, it was boundless.

And high in the sky, there is a sea of ​​fog formed by a layer of gray-white mist. It is extremely thick, and you can't see the edge when you look at it. It looks extremely thick.

The gap left between the sea of ​​mist and the ground was only thirty or forty feet high and seemed extremely narrow, but the strange wind roaring inside was continuous, as if it could swallow everything.

It made everyone feel uneasy after seeing it.

"This is the Gate to the Abyss. It really looks very dangerous." Han Li muttered to himself.

"Okay, we're here. Except for the Holy Son, no one else is allowed to take a step forward. The Gate of the Abyss is thousands of miles away in the mist." The old woman holding a crutch with one hand suddenly said.

Although the sound was not loud, it reached everyone's ears clearly, and the originally agitated crowd immediately became quiet.

"Okay, now that we are here, let's start to announce the content of this trial. I think everyone has been waiting impatiently." The white-haired man laughed beside him.

The old woman glanced at the white-haired man and continued calmly:

"We have discussed with the elders of the Joint Council of Elders that the content of this trial is different from the dark monster specified in the previous kills. Instead, it requires you to bring back a spiritual object called the Dark Flame Fruit from the abyss. Come back, even if you succeed in the trial. This kind of spiritual fruit is different from other spiritual objects. It is born in the darkest and most filthy places. The fruit matures about once every five hundred years, and only one will be born on each fruit tree. The Dark Flame Fruit you bring back must be a mature fruit. There is not enough dark energy in the first layer of the abyss, so it is impossible for this fruit to appear. Of course, if someone doesn't believe it and wants to try his luck to find it on the first layer, he will naturally follow suit. On the second level, there may be a small amount of Dark Flame Fruit, but we cannot guarantee whether it is real. On the third level of the abyss, there will definitely be such spiritual objects, and there are a lot of them. How to act specifically is naturally up to you. It's decided. The trial period is three months. After three months, no matter how many people succeed in the trial, we will open this door again and welcome you back. But listen carefully." The old woman's voice was not clear. Angry and powerful, what he said was related to the success or failure of the trial. A person like Han Li who participated in the trial naturally listened with all his attention and did not dare to miss a word.

"Okay, now that I have told you all about the trial, you can set off now. In three months, I hope to see most of you again. The rest of you should go back. The Demon Sealing Gate will be closed again soon. ." The tattooed old man commanded in a deep voice.

Then Xiubao was so happy that he immediately walked towards the city gate behind him without any intention of looking back.

After the white-haired man and the old woman looked at each other, they followed without hesitation, and then the other elders of the Joint Presbyterian Church followed silently. When the elders of each branch saw this, most of them glanced at the Holy Son of their own clan, and then returned with a hint of worry.

Only half of them took advantage of this opportunity to send a message and give a few more instructions before turning their heads and leaving.

In the blink of an eye, in the huge open space outside the giant gate, only hundreds of the Holy Sons of the Feiling Tribe were left standing there looking at each other.

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