A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Outside the cave, there were more than a dozen foreigners waiting there.

The first four people were dressed in yellow robes, and they were all beings of the Void Refining level, while the rest were armored soldiers holding silver long swords, looking like they were ready for battle.

"Fellow Daoist Han, our brothers have been ordered by Senior Qianjizi to send fellow Daoist to the front to meet up." The leader, a big man in yellow robes, said with a fist in his arms as soon as he saw Han Li coming out of the cave.

"Then I'll have to thank some fellow Taoists." Han Li replied calmly without showing any signs of surprise.

In the past, only a few Yuncheng senior officials knew that he was the person inspired by the Guanghan Order. But now that the Guanghan Realm is about to open, a lot more people may know his identity.

Qianjizi was naturally afraid that someone would kidnap or kill him, so he sent out such a formation.

After hearing what Han Li said, the big man in yellow robe smiled and waved to the soldiers behind him.

Suddenly, the dozen or so soldiers who were lined up side by side suddenly shrank, and a hearse covered in blue light appeared.

Pulling the cart at the front is a huge blue bird with green feathers on both ends, which is extremely beautiful.

You can tell at a glance that this hearse is no ordinary thing!

Seeing this, Han Li walked into the hearse without any courtesy.

The four yellow-robed aliens also flew up and landed on the car. They stood at the four corners of the hearse with extraordinary skill, protecting Han Li tightly inside.

The two bluebirds chirped a few times, spread their wings and drove the hearse to fly into the air.

The silver armored men released a silver disc one after another, and those with magic weapons also jumped into the air to follow.

A moment later, the green hearse was hundreds of feet high in the sky, speeding straight towards somewhere in Cloud City.

It was obvious that the entire Cloud City was on alert at this time. Not only were there very few pedestrians in the city, but teams of soldiers of various colors could be seen everywhere along the way, patrolling on the ground and in the air.

Han Li even noticed that in some places that were usually quite important, there were faint restrictions and fluctuations. It seemed that all the restrictions on the magic circle were activated.

It seems that the top management of Yuncheng really attaches great importance to the opening of Guanghan Realm.

The hearse flew all the way without encountering any unexpected events on the way. The hearse was brought directly to the inn where Han Li inspired Guang Hanling that day.

Today, this area is completely blocked by dense layers of restrictions, and dozens of huge pillars hundreds of feet high can be seen in these restrictions, rising up from the ground, forming a circle, and using the inn as the starting point. Everything within a circle of more than ten miles in the center is enclosed within it.

These pillars emit colorful auras, forming a five-colored light shield out of thin air that looks like a canopy, covering everything inside so tightly that outsiders cannot see anything inside clearly.

However, as soon as Fang approached this area, it was obvious that there were ten times more guard soldiers here than in other places. Almost the entire area was surrounded by these soldiers.

There are also more than a hundred unknown puppets that are seven to eight feet tall, either as black as ink or as red as fire, and they are all scattered everywhere motionless.

When Han Li saw all this, a look of surprise flashed across his face.

The soldiers who can guard here are at least equivalent to the cultivation level of Danjie or above, and the majority are in the Nascent Soul stage.

As for the auras of Lianxu level, he quickly scanned them with his spiritual mind and found as many as twenty or thirty in the vicinity.

Not to mention, there are layers of restrictions like a dragnet nearby.

It can be seen that the guards here are very tight!

The green hearse had some identifying marks, and it flew all the way without being questioned or stopped by anyone.

Now, after approaching the light curtain, several soldiers riding a kind of giant wolf-like spirit beast with wings on their backs flew out of the light curtain and faced Han Li and others.

"Commander Tie! Fellow Daoist Han has arrived." A man in his fifties wearing green armor asked loudly from afar on the back of the giant wolf as soon as he saw the blue hearse.

"Haha, Senior Qian asked Brother Hua to come out to greet him. Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Han is already in the car. Fellow Daoist Hua, please open the restriction." The big man in yellow robe replied with a smile in the hearse.

"It's best if nothing happens. I'll let go of the restrictions now." The man riding the giant wolf was delighted when he heard this.

Then he and the others each took out something from their arms, which were pieces of prohibition tokens, and then each waved them towards the light curtain that had just flown out.

Suddenly, several beams of light of different colors spurted out from the token and hit the light curtain, forming a light array about ten feet in size.

The light curtain nearby swayed slightly, and a hole opened amidst the buzzing sound, forming a passage.

But the five-colored light is still flowing erratically in the passage, which looks mysterious and abnormal.

Immediately, the big man in yellow robe urged the cyan bird in front, and the hearse flew directly into it.

The few people who came out and the soldiers also hurriedly followed.

It seemed like it was just a light curtain passage on the first floor, but the hearse actually flew inside for nearly a meal before finally seeing the exit.

Seeing this situation, Han Li was slightly shocked.

This layer of light curtain actually contains spatial restrictions. If an unknown entity wants to sneak into the light curtain, no matter how wonderful the escape technique is, it will be trapped in it for a while.

With such a long delay, the person who sneaked in would have been discovered by the people inside.

Han Li thought rapidly.

At this time, the green hearse flew out of the exit, and suddenly everything in front of Han Li's eyes fell into view.

Below, there are two huge magic formations with a diameter of tens of feet. The surface is inlaid with countless fist-sized crystals, and the edges are imprinted with complex and mysterious patterns, flashing with faint light of different colors.

It looks really beautiful from a distance.

In the middle of the two magic circles, except for a newly built palace covering an area of ​​several acres, there are no other buildings.

On the contrary, no matter around the magic circle or in the huge hall, there were all swaying figures, and it looked like thousands of foreigners had gathered.

Most of them are soldiers responsible for guarding, and hundreds of others wear different costumes, but all of them are people with advanced cultivation.

These people looked vaguely surrounded by two magic circles and halls, but no one spoke.

However, as soon as the cyan hearse that Han Li was riding in flew out of the air, many people below immediately noticed its trace and looked up.

But the big man in yellow robe ignored the gazes of these people at all and directly drove the hearse to circle in the air and landed in the specially reserved space in front of the hall.

Han Li glanced around and realized that there was another hearse that looked exactly the same. It's just that the car is completely white in color.

"Fellow Daoist Han, Qian Jizi and other seniors are waiting for you in the main hall. I have to send you here where my responsibilities are." As soon as the car stopped, the big man in yellow robes gave Han Li a fist in an unusually polite manner.

"Thank you, Brother Tie, for escorting me all the way!" Han Li returned the courtesy to the big man and replied with a slight smile.

Then, with a flash of his body, he slowly floated down from the car, and as soon as his feet landed on the ground, he ran towards the palace in a hurry.

More than a dozen soldiers guarding outside the hall saw Han Li getting off the hearse with their own eyes. They only looked at him with curious eyes and did not step forward to question him.

Seeing this, Han Li naturally turned a blind eye and walked in happily.

Passing through a corridor lined with soldiers on both sides, Han Li walked into an unusually spacious hall.

There were forty or fifty people sitting or standing inside, arranged on both sides.

A chair appeared in the middle, but sitting there was a white man in his twenties, a young man named Weng.

Qian Jizi, Duan Tianren and Cai Liuying, among others, were seven or eight Holy Fusion-level beings sitting sparsely below.

Behind these people, there are some men and women with different appearances, and their auras are not weak. They are all beings at the top level of Lianxu.

When Han Li entered, Qian Jizi was smiling and saying something to the young man named Weng, while everyone else listened quietly.

As soon as Han Li walked into the hall, most of the people glanced at him.

"Juniors pay their respects to all seniors!" Han Li couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the young man named Weng, but on the surface he calmly bowed to these old monsters.

"Fellow Daoist Han, you are here too. Very good, Guanghan Realm will be opened in a few hours. I will introduce you to the companions who are teleporting together in a moment." Qianjizi said with a smile on his face.

"Yes, this junior will obey the senior's instructions in everything." Han Li naturally would not say no at this moment.

"You are the little friend Han who accidentally inspired that Guanghan Order!" After the young man named Weng scanned Han Li's body, he seemed to have discovered something. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly asked.

"Senior Weng, I am the junior." Han Li did not dare to be negligent and bowed in reply with unusual respect.

"You recognize me." The young man was a little surprised.

"Junior once had the honor to see the grace of my senior at the auction of the Four Clans." Han Li replied calmly.

"Dead race auction. I see, so you and I are somewhat destined. I see that although you are only at the seventh level of the upper clan, your power and consciousness are many times higher than those of your peers. I have a 'Tiangang Seal' here. It is a rare treasure that I accidentally obtained in my early years. It takes quite a lot of mana and spiritual energy to display, but it is very useful for people below the holy level. It is just right for your trip. I will give it to you." The young man surnamed Weng said again. After looking at Han Li carefully for a few times and pondering for a moment, he said something that was beyond the expectations of others.

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and a silvery object flashed out and flew straight towards Han Li.

Han Li was startled at first, and then he was surprised and happy. His thoughts quickly changed, he hurriedly thanked him, and suddenly grabbed the flying object with one hand.

As a result, a piece of green cloud spurted out from the fingertips, and the thing was rolled up in it, and it was taken into the hand with a pull.

He took a closer look and saw that it was a small silver seal that was five or six inches in size but had a simple style.

Turn the seal over slightly, and there are three purple words about the size of peas printed at the bottom.

It is the three ancient texts of "Tiangang Seal".

This is a very rare ancient writing. Fortunately, he had learned a lot in the past, but he was lucky enough to learn it, so he recognized it at a glance.