A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Then a flash of light flashed over his head, and a small blue man a few inches in size was forcibly sucked out by the white air. His face looked the same as that of a big man in brocade robes.

It is the Nascent Soul that the Han Dynasty cultivated for tens of thousands of years.

A milky white stone lock hung on Nascent Soul's chest, emitting a layer of silver light to protect his body, but his face was full of fear and he kept shouting:

"You can't kill me. Blue Water Sect is a designated peripheral sect in Tianyuan City. As the leader of Blue Water Sect, killing me will definitely lead to the pursuit of Tianyuan Realm law enforcement monks. These two objects belong to this sect. Just take the second treasure of blue water, and I am willing to lead the way and dedicate all the treasures in the door to fellow Taoist, as long as you can put them on the next horse!"

After hearing this, the young man in white robe had a look on his face, as if he was really tempted.

Seeing this, Nascent Soul naturally begged even more desperately:

"Although I don't know why your friend suddenly took action against me and my group, I think it is related to the batch of materials that our sect is transporting this time, and I am willing to give all of this batch of materials..."

Yuan Ying had just said this, but before Yuan Ying could finish speaking, the white-robed young man revealed a sinister smile, and one of his arms suddenly disappeared. The baby caught it in his hand.

Then with a flash of white light from his five fingers, he crushed Nascent Soul's body-protecting strands of light.

With a sudden contraction of his arm, the young man threw the big Han Yuanying into his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.

Almost at the same time, another strange man’s voice came from the void somewhere nearby:

"Hehe, you did a good job! This guy is also looking for death. Even though his life is not guaranteed, he still dares to use things that are no longer his own as conditions. Even if he dies, he will die in vain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a wave of turmoil in the void, and a golden figure emerged.

He is actually a tall man with a beard wearing a golden robe and a weird bun with two horns on his head. Although most of his face is covered by the curled black beard and hair, a pair of dark yellow eyes hidden in it make people look at him. Below, I feel dizzy.

The young man in white robe looked at the other party coldly, then ignored him and raised his hand to grab the void below again.

"Swish" twice!

The round bead and the white flag that fell to the ground suddenly rose into the air and were photographed by the young man in front of him, and then suddenly suspended in mid-air.

Seeing the young man's indifference, the big man with a beard smiled indifferently and raised his leg seemingly casually. After taking a step forward, he somehow collapsed dozens of feet away and was only a few feet away from the young man in white robe. In the distance in the void.

But at this moment, a low buzzing sound sounded from the young man's place, and six transparent cicada-winged shadows suddenly appeared behind him, vibrating at a speed that could not be seen by the naked eye.

Countless rays of pale white sword light surged out densely from the six wings, turning into a sea of ​​white blades, and submerged the beads and flags into it.

The two treasures only had a few auras of light on their bodies, and then they shattered apart with a low, muffled sound in the sea of ​​blades.

When the white-robed young man saw this, a hint of joy appeared on his face, his shoulders shook, and the sword light in the sky disappeared without a trace.

There were only two piles of blue and white piles of broken treasure remains, floating slightly in the low air and undulating.

Then he muttered something in his mouth, and at the same time made a hand seal with his hands, and blew on the treasure fragments.

A surprising scene appeared!

A golden flame spurted out from the young man's mouth. It was just a roll, and two piles of treasure fragments were wrapped in it, and after a while, they melted into part of the flame.

At this time, the young man in white robe took a deep breath, inhaled the golden flame again, and took it back into his body.

Then a golden light suddenly flashed on its surface, and a golden halo the size of a wheel emerged from behind its head. However, after a round of rotation, it turned into countless golden runes that collapsed and dissipated.

The big man with a beard looked at this scene, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he murmured:

"Although this Blue Water Sect's skills are ordinary, the two treasures of the Blue Water Sect, the Blue Pearl and the White Water Banner, are actually rare treasures refined from seven or forty-nine kinds of extremely cold materials. What's more, they transported it this time Among the materials, there is also a large piece of Xuanyin crystal wall that takes millions of years to form, which is necessary for you to condense the body of the true spirit. Nothing can be done to rob the world."

In just a moment, the golden light on the white-robed young man's body completely disappeared, but his aura actually became stronger than before at this moment. Although it was not obvious, it was still shocking.

"What about the Xuanyin crystal wall? Apart from these two treasures, I didn't sense any other extremely cold things in these people. Is your information wrong?" The young man in white robe finally spoke, his voice cold. Biting cold.

"Is there a mistake? How is this possible! This is the news that I spent a lot of spiritual stones to buy from the Wantong Sect! If you dare to lie to me, don't be afraid that I will turn around and destroy all of them. This thing should have been specially sealed. With your current strength, you still can't sense it out of thin air, so I'll help fellow Taoist Six Wings find it." Hearing this, the big man with a beard laughed.

Then he glanced at the monks who had turned into ice sculptures, and suddenly clapped them away with a palm of his hand.

Loud "rumbling" noises came one after another.

Those ice sculptures, together with the storage instruments they carried, turned into balls of spiritual light and exploded at the same time.

In the midst of all kinds of debris flying around, the big man's yellow pupils flashed with cold light, and he clapped his palm out and suddenly drew it back.

With a "swish" sound, something shot out from a certain group of spiritual light, and in a flash, it landed between the big man's fingers.

Taking a closer look at the kakana, it turned out to be a yellow jade box, but its surface was covered with densely packed red talismans, which looked quite strange.

The big man with a beard looked at the thing in his hand, and with a hey, he threw the jade box directly towards the white-robed young man without saying a word.

When the young man saw the yellow jade box flying towards him, a cold light flashed in his eyes, but he had no intention of catching it with his hands. Instead, a shadow of a cicada wing moved slightly behind his back.

Amidst the shrill sound of piercing the sky, a ray of white light shot out and struck the jade box in a flash.

After a "click", the jade box and the layer of red talismans on the surface were opened by something like tofu, and an object as big as a fist fell out.

But before the young man could see clearly what it was, the thing flashed with blue light and instantly transformed into a blue crystal wall three feet thick and ten feet high, falling straight from the sky.

As soon as the young man in white robe saw the crystal wall, a smile appeared on his dull face.

The next moment, he opened his mouth, and white cold air spurted out like a waterfall, freezing the blue crystal wall into the void.

Then the young man shouted again, and his body became blurry and abnormal, and suddenly the phantoms moved to the left and right, and twelve identical figures actually appeared.

Every face is the same as the original white-robed young man, with gold and silver patterns hidden on his face, and six transparent cicada wings on his back!

Then twelve figures made a hand seal at the same time, and turned into twelve snow-white centipedes several feet long, which disappeared into the frozen crystal wall in a flash.

In an instant, twelve white light groups were reflected in different parts of the blue crystal wall, rotating slowly and expanding and contracting slightly.

The blue light in the crystal wall circulated for a while, and wisps of blue appeared out of thin air, sinking into the twelve groups of white light like thousands of rivers returning to the sea.

The tall man with a beard on the opposite side looked at all this, and his expression became a bit solemn. However, after a while, he saw twelve white lights steadily absorbing the blue silk in the crystal wall without any accidents. The sky became loose again, and a complex color flashed past:

"I really don't know if it's my luck or the chance of a centipede like you. You met me just when I understood the 'Reverse Spirit True Yin Dharma'. Not only does it possess the white dragon's true blood, but it also has acquired the ability to do so." Another mutation has occurred. Just in time to practice the heaven-defying magical power that reverses the secrets on the inner pages of the human race's Golden Palace and Jade Book. What's even more coincidental is that you are the defecting spirit of the boy I mentioned when I was incarnated in the lower world and sent a message across the world. Chong. It’s really interesting! I wonder what your expression will be like when you meet that boy named Han again after you have mastered your spirit-reverse technique and condensed your true spirit body.”

"Hmph, what kind of expression will I have? It seems to have nothing to do with fellow Taoist. On the contrary, your lower realm clone seems to have a good relationship with my former master. If you know your true body, you will do that in the spirit world. I don’t know how he will think about the disadvantages." A cold snort suddenly sounded in the ears of the big man with a beard, and then the slightly sarcastic voice of the young man in brocade came.

"Hey, that Tianlan clone is just a precaution for me, and it can affect me as the main body. Besides, as long as you can practice this counter-spirit magic in my next heavenly tribulation. And this counter-spirit Dafa really thinks that if it is so defiant as I estimate, it should not be a problem to help me survive the next few thunder tribulations. That Tianlan clone will naturally become a useless move, no matter what he does!" The big man with a beard sneered and said lightly.

"Fellow Taoist, you don't need to worry too much about my former master's affairs. As long as I can become a true spirit, I can naturally remove the blood curse in my soul. But before that, I don't want to Fellow Taoist, what unnecessary things are you doing behind my back?" The young man in white robe replied unceremoniously.

"Hehe, you think too highly of me. That boy named Han has already advanced to Fusion. Even if I want to take action, what can I do to him?" Hearing this, the big man with a beard's face changed slightly, but he immediately sneered again.

"If it were someone else, it would be impossible. But as a fellow Taoist, how dare I not believe it." The young man in white robe was silent for a moment, then slowly replied.

"Do you know my identity?" After hearing this, the big man with a beard suddenly widened his eyes, and two balls of yellow light appeared in his pupils. The flow seemed to be real, and his appearance was even terrifying!