A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

"Now that the master has an idea, Jin Ling is relieved. However, when the master goes to the land of the Styx this time, what will he do with the spirit tree itself?" Cang Yuan hesitated and asked what he had been worried about.

"I have considered this myself. I plan to take the original spirit tree with me." Mu Qing replied calmly.

"Master, how is this possible! The land of the Styx is so dangerous. If the master is trapped in the land of the Styx or has an accident, and his body is outside, he may be able to re-consolidate and resurrect as long as it takes a few more years. But if we are trapped together in the land of the Styx, we will completely lose this opportunity. Moreover, the spirit tree itself cannot survive in the storage space for too long, and the land of the Styx is barren, let alone planting it directly." Ape looked worried.

"Don't worry, since I dare to bring the main body into the land of the Styx, naturally I am more than 70% to 80% sure that I can escape unscathed this time. For this reason, I also specially refined a storage bead that can keep the spirit wood inside. Survive for several years. Otherwise, how can I safely leave my body alone in the outside world? Even if you have great magical powers, you are only one step away from joining us. But if someone deliberately plots against you, you cannot protect my body. How long." Mu Qing shook his head, walked to the giant black tree, and said while stroking the trunk of the tree with his palm.

"Now that the master has made up his mind, the golden spirit will also follow the master into the land of the Styx to help the master." The golden ape heard the determination in Mu Qing's mouth, thought about it for a while, and said this.

"Haha, even if Mr. Jin doesn't say anything about this, I plan to do the same. After all, although I have recruited several capable subordinates over the years, you are the only one who can truly rest assured. After following me into the Land of the Styx, I won’t let you do anything else, just help me keep an eye on the boy named Han. Of course, when he is in danger, you must also protect his life." Mu Qing smiled sweetly.

"Boy Han? Is he the one the master brought back in the past two years?" Jin Yuan asked with a cold light in his eyes.

"Yes, that person is not only very useful in breaking the restriction of the Styx River, but he is also a crucial person for me to quickly restore my body's vitality." Mu Qing nodded solemnly.

"I will definitely take a good look at this person." Jin Yuan promised with a slap on his chest.

"Before you officially enter the land of Styx, you don't have to worry too much about this person's safety. Even if we don't take action and others need this person to break the restriction of Styx, we will never hurt a finger of him. But when we arrive at Styx Once inside the land, Mr. Jin will have to worry more." Mu Qing pondered for a while and then said.

"Master, don't worry. Jin Ling understands." Jin Yuan promised solemnly.

"Okay, I'm relieved now. I'll leave this place under your care for the time being, and I'll summon you again on the day of departure." Mu Qing let out a long breath, with a look of confidence on his face.

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In the huge barrier below the Blood Flame Palace, two men in blood robes stood side by side. In front of them was the purple-blooded puppet as huge as a mountain.

At this moment, the four demonic eyes in front of the puppet opened, flashing with strange blood light, staring at the two blood-robed men in front of them.

The two men in blood robes remained motionless, but the eyes facing the puppet flashed with blurry and chaotic colors.

After a while, a deep sigh came from the puppet's mouth!

"So, Mu Qing and Gu Po have obviously reached some kind of agreement, and they want to use that boy to share the treasures in the Demon Graveyard. Fortunately, I have anticipated this and asked Han Han to help us refine it in advance. This evil-proof armor. As long as this boy has those spirit attendants with him, it is still a matter of two people who will control him. In addition, even if the six-legged hags and the others are cunning, they will never think that I have already abandoned the original double evil demon. The body integrates the main soul and this puppet, and what remains in the demon body is only the second soul. There is no longer any fear of evil-proofing divine thunder. As long as you enter the land of the Styx and get that thing, the puppet can once again Advancement, it is no longer a dream for me to enter the avenue with the help of a puppet body. Hehe, naturally the treasures in the Demon Tomb cannot be obtained by the two of them alone."

An unfamiliar man's voice came from the purple-red puppet's body, causing the entire barrier to buzz.

But the two blood-robed men's eyes had become clear, but they stood with their hands tied and said nothing.

…

Deeper in the abyss, in a canyon where the black wind was dancing wildly, a beautiful white-haired woman was suspended in mid-air, playing with something with one hand and scanning her gaze downwards.

In the dark wind below, countless figures could be vaguely seen standing there.

Each of these figures is several feet tall, their bodies are covered with black strange armor, and their faces are abnormally blurry.

The white-haired beautiful woman looked at the figure below for a while, then closed her eyes and stared at the thing in her hand.

The thing she was playing with was an unusually green bead.

This pearl is misty green, and I don't know what kind of treasure it is. It exudes an unusually pure wood spiritual energy.

But the beautiful woman had an uncertain look on her face, as if she couldn't make up her mind about something.

…

In the center of the mysterious mountain range on the first floor of the abyss, on an altar more than a hundred feet high, a huge gray-white eyeball was still spraying out countless gray threads, dancing around, sucking in the nearby Yin Qi.

The six-legged man wearing a black cloak turned a blind eye to all this. He just put his hands behind his back and looked up at the unusually deep and high sky, his figure motionless.

The pair of hands exposed outside the black cloak were extremely rough, with gray-white cracks of varying sizes covering the surface. ‘

…

On the other side, over a dark and desolate land, a green rainbow was slowly flying.

The young man in the escaping light, dressed in green robes, was none other than Han Li, who had left Mu Qing not long ago.

Although because he carries the marks of the four demon kings, no matter where he goes to live in seclusion, it is impossible to hide it from these people.

Han Li still wanted to find a remote place to stay.

As for the idea of ​​​​escape, he could only think about it. If you don't remove the mark on your body, you won't be able to escape the control of these demon kings.

These demon kings did not leave him much time, but a few years were enough for him to refine the small half bottle of five-color peacock spiritual blood he had just obtained, and thus master the transformation technique of this true spirit.

Originally, the integration of true spirit blood cannot be a random matter. It must have a special bloodline or be assisted by some special secret technique.

But Jingzhe's Twelve Judgments only used one set of techniques to solve this super difficult problem.

It can be seen from this that the great elder of the Tianpeng clan who originally created this method was extremely talented!

Although Han Li knew that even if he had mastered this magical power, he would not be able to defeat a combined-level being, but at least he would have a few more ways to save his life in the Land of the Styx.

Of course, if he could figure out a real way to quietly eliminate the mark once and for all during this period, he would leave immediately without thinking.

Although he only heard Mu Qing talk a few words about the Land of Styx, a place that could bring down even the combined demon kings was extremely dangerous.

Han Li thought to himself, and after flying for more than half a month, he finally stopped in front of a small mountain range.

The mountains here are thousands of miles away from where Mu Qing and others live. The spiritual energy in the mountains is quite dense, and no high-level monsters gather here.

After Han Li flew around the mountain range for a while, he finally nodded with satisfaction and landed on a high mountain in the center of the mountain range.

A few hours later, Han Li easily hollowed out the mountain and opened up a simple cave.

When he entered the cave, he immediately set up a ban and released white mist, covering the entire giant mountain.

Han Li entered the secret room in the cave, and the door was tightly closed from then on, as if he did not intend to stay in seclusion for a long time.

Time passed little by little, and the mountains where Han Li was located had four distinct seasons, from spring to summer, and from autumn to winter, making the mountains sometimes black and green, sometimes covered with snow.

Mu Qing and others seemed to have completely forgotten about Han Li and were still busy with their own affairs.

One day two years later, Han Li sat cross-legged on a futon in the secret room, playing with a small piece of seemingly ordinary wooden stick with one hand.

This wooden stick is slightly blunt at one end, and the other end is as flat as a knife. The whole body is oblate, and there are some mysterious emerald green patterns on the surface.

It was the Xuantian Fruit that Han Li had worked hard to ripen, but he was timid and never knew what the use of it was.

Over the years, he has been dripping it with mysterious vials of spiritual fluid.

As a result, after so many years, the appearance of this object has not changed at all.

It's just that the milky white light spots hidden deep inside are several times thicker than at the beginning. The light flickers and looks quite eye-catching.

Han Li tried several times to use magic power and even blood essence to activate this thing, but still found nothing.

And this time the attempt obviously had no effect.

With a slight sigh, Han Li could only put the "wooden stick" into the storage bracelet again, and then he lowered his head and thought with a thoughtful expression.

In the past two years, he finally used the Jingzhe Art to dissolve the true spirit blood of the five-color peacock into his body, and successfully transformed into a sacrifice.

As a result, I suddenly felt that my cultivation level had greatly increased. This was really an unexpected gain.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have the training formula to transform into a true dragon, a phoenix, or a phoenix, he would have wanted to dissolve these two kinds of spiritual blood into his body to see how far his cultivation level could increase.

However, in the past two years, he also started taking the True Toad Spirit Liquid. But unfortunately, even though the effect of this spiritual liquid is amazing, the time is too short and it is impossible to increase his cultivation level all at once.

As for the marks of the four demon kings in the body, there is still nothing that can be done.

As a result, it seems inevitable that he will enter the land of Styx.

When Han Li thought of this, a hint of gloom flashed across his brows.

But after a moment, he raised his head with an expression on his face and glanced at the closed door of the secret room, a strange expression flashed across his face.

Suddenly he grabbed the door with one hand in the air!

With a "Puff" sound, the restriction on the door fluctuated, and something black broke through the restriction and shot in, and was caught in the palm of his hand.

Han Li looked at the thing in his hand, his expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly stood up with a gasp.

The wooden box, which is about a foot long, has a burnt, rough appearance and is pitted and extremely ugly!