A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

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After seeing the faces of these two people clearly, Han Li sighed secretly. They turned out to be the two disciples who only had the eleventh level of skills like him. One has an old face, but there is a hint of cunning in his eyes, and the other is naive, and is clearly an inexperienced boy.

Han Li was a little surprised that such a strange pair found him. However, after a quick thought, Han Li still vaguely guessed the purpose of their visit.

"Senior brothers, are you okay?" Han Li said coldly out of politeness, but his reluctance to get close to others clearly showed. Trying to get these two people to retreat.

Obviously, Senior Brother Xiang was much thicker-skinned than Han Li had imagined. Not only did he not pay attention to Han Li's tone of voice, which was thousands of miles away, but he said with familiar enthusiasm:

"Haha, I wonder if Junior Brother Han has any good ideas for tomorrow's trip to the forbidden area? You know, the three of us have the lowest magic power. It is very likely that we will fight with his faction, and I will be the first to die! Why don't we all join together? How about we discuss it and come up with a countermeasure?"

After hearing these words, Han Li blinked a few times and did not speak. However, he was completely sure of the other party's intentions and had a pretty good guess as to what he wanted to say.

It seems that this old cunning man plans to win over some disciples with low magic power to act together and fight together. This will be much safer and the chance of survival will seem to be much greater.

But Han Li knew very well that the consequences of doing so had both advantages and disadvantages.

Because people are concentrated together, the area that can be searched is much smaller, which will result in the discovery of elixirs being pitiful. And even if some elixirs are found, it is still difficult to say who owns these elixirs in the end! Most of the time, their ownership will be determined by their strength.

Naturally, Han Li had no interest in such an alliance. Not only would he not be able to reap any benefits, but he would also most likely be used as cannon fodder by others.

As for this old cunning guy, I'm afraid he doesn't have any good intentions. He must be fishing in troubled waters and trying to take advantage of the chaos.

When the old man saw that Han Li was still silent after he finished speaking, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious, so he couldn't help but say again:

"I have an idea. I wonder if junior brother would like to hear it? It can definitely help everyone get through this trip safely!"

The old man had an inscrutable expression, a mysterious look on his face, and the wrinkles on his forehead were all squeezed together, making Han Li look both annoyed and amused.

The yellow-haired boy on the side seemed to have great admiration for the old cunning man. Although he said nothing, he always showed an expression of admiration for the old man.

Since he would never join the other party's alliance, Han Li no longer wanted to be entangled, so he simply refused:

"Sorry! I'm never used to acting together with others, and I have no such plans this time. If senior brother wants to join forces with someone, he should find other senior brothers!"

Han Li spoke very frankly and thoroughly.

He knows that only by showing that he is not a newbie can he completely make the other party give up and stop pestering him. Otherwise, there are only so many fellow disciples here. As long as Senior Brother Xiang thinks there is a slight possibility, he will probably stalk the target. Han Li didn't want to be annoyed by this person any longer.

After hearing this, the old man surnamed Xiang realized that he had found the wrong target. The man in front of him looked very young, but he spoke skillfully and seasonedly. He was clearly a seasoned veteran, so he said no more nonsense and left with a hint of resentment.

Looking at the direction they left, it was another disciple who was meditating on the rock.

Han Li smiled slightly, turned back, and continued to observe several noteworthy fellow disciples. But this time, I saw "Junior Sister Chen" standing with another ordinary-looking woman, and there were a few people who thought they were young and talented people gathered nearby.

Han Li twitched the corner of his mouth a few times. He didn't know why he looked at those people and felt displeased. In the end, I simply went out of sight, found another place where no one was, and closed my eyes to rest.

In this way, the next morning, all the disciples gathered on the top of the mountain again, standing in order, waiting for the arrival of other immortal sects.

They had been waiting for several hours, but until now, there was still no sign of anyone. This made Han Li curse in his heart, and he almost suspected that people from other factions did this deliberately, so as to consume the physical strength of everyone in the Yellow Maple Valley.

What made Han Li even more upset was that, whether it was a coincidence or not, when arranging the order of standing, "Junior Sister Chen" happened to be standing on his right side, and the familiar scent of a woman's body penetrated into his body from time to time. The feeling in his nostrils made him have some wild thoughts, as if he had returned to that extremely fragrant night.

In order to hide the unnatural look on his face, Han Li had no choice but to lower his head and pretend to be embarrassed, but in his heart he was complaining that he was worthless. She was just a pretty woman, how could he be like this? gaffe.

However, Han Li admired Master Li who was standing at the front. He could maintain the posture of looking at the sky for such a long time without moving at all. He didn't know whether he was wandering in the sky or thinking about something!

Suddenly, Han Li felt a commotion among the people around him, as if something had happened!

He couldn't help it and raised his head.

All the fellow disciples around him raised their necks and looked towards the horizon. Han Li also followed his gaze.

I saw a few star-like lights flashing in the blue sky, and gradually became larger. After a while, a series of black spots appeared.

Below the black dots, silver light flashes, as if the black dots are riding on these stars and coming from outside the sky.

Seeing this strange scene, everyone became more commotion.

"Quiet! What have you become! This is Qingxu Sect's flying magic weapon - Xue Hongling. Don't make a fuss, it will disgrace our Yellow Maple Valley." A middle-aged steward with stubby limbs in front had a look on his face. Shen turned around and scolded him a few times.

As expected, these words worked, and the commotion immediately subsided. Of course, there were still whispers occasionally.

At this time, the black spots have become clear. They are cultivators wearing gray Taoist robes. Most of them are real Taoist priests, holding fly whisks and wearing Taoist buns on their heads. But there are also a few who only wear Taoist robes, but everything else is completely secular. It seems that they are lay children who have not become a monk.

But Han Li and others saw clearly that the stars under their feet were actually a white and flawless rainbow bridge. The silver light on the rainbow bridge was very dazzling, and it was unknown what was embedded in it.

While Han Li was watching carefully, the white rainbow bridge had already carried everyone from the Qingxu Sect and landed on the mountain, right opposite Huang Maple Valley and the others.

The leader, a middle-aged Taoist priest, made a slight move with his hand, and then with a flash of white light, the rainbow bridge transformed by Xue Hongling disappeared, except that there was a brocade-like object in the opponent's hand.

"I didn't expect that this time it would be Donor Li who would lead the team again. I'm so polite!" The Taoist priest walked up to Master Li in a few steps and said with a cheerful face. From that tone, he seemed to be an acquaintance.

"Hmph! If you, the awesome guy, can come, can't someone like Li not come?" Master Li put his hands behind his back and said rudely.

"Hey, within our respective sects, you and I are the latest to enter the elixir-forming stage. If we don't do the legwork, who will do it?" The Taoist priest didn't care, flicking the fly whisk, the smile on his face unchanged.

"You are so cunning and cunning. You tricked me last time. Don't try it again this time!"

"What are you talking about, Almsgiver Li? It's only natural to admit defeat. How can anyone trick someone?" the Taoist said haha!

When Master Li heard this, his eyes flashed with cold light, as if he wanted to get angry, but then he thought of something, and his aura dropped back, and he said unwillingly:

"My piece of iron essence has been refined into your Qingjun sword, making it even more powerful! Li worked hard for more than ten years to refine such a piece, and it gave you an advantage!"

His words were full of sourness, and he was obviously very heartbroken towards the so-called iron spirit.

"Haha, it turns out that the famous Master Li is so interested in a mere iron spirit! Well, this time I brought another thing, which is definitely better than the iron spirit. As long as I win this bet, It can make up for your loss last time." The Taoist priest twirled his beard and said with a smile.

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