A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

The giant blue boat plunged into the sea and continued to speed forward without any intention of stopping.

At the same time, a group of spiritual and human monks in the giant boat were silently meditating and adjusting their breath in their rooms, preparing to recharge their batteries for sneaking into the demon world.

Everyone knew very well that even though they had been preparing for so long, this trip was definitely more dangerous than ever in their lives.

It is not uncommon for an entire army to be wiped out and fall into the demon world by accident.

Therefore, everyone seemed extremely quiet at the moment, each making the final preparations before entering the demon world.

In a house at the bottom of the giant ship, with colorful forbidden auras flashing on the surrounding walls, there were three "Han Li" with identical faces sitting cross-legged side by side.

One of the three was covered in golden light, one was covered in green light, and the other was covered in faint black energy.

It is Han Li's true body, spiritual body incarnation and the Brahma Saint's golden body controlled by the second demon infant.

Originally, Qu'er's possessed spiritual body and the second demon infant had to be used as bait and temporarily let go when Han Li was chased and killed by the three incarnations of blood and light.

As a result, one escaped the pursuit by relying on the innate magical power of his spiritual body, while the other used a secret technique to self-destruct his Nascent Soul, allowing a wisp of demon soul to escape.

When Han Li returned to Tianyuan City, he naturally used secret techniques to bring them back.

But unfortunately, because of the demon army's siege, the spirit body and the demon infant did not dare to return to Tianyuan City rashly, so they could only hide temporarily outside the demon army.

It wasn't until Tianyuan City repelled the demon army that the two of them quietly sneaked into the secret room and reunited with the main body while Han Li was in seclusion to recuperate.

Because the Demon Infant himself was well aware of the restrictions on Tianyuan City and the Residential Stone Tower, he did not alert others.

Lingbo and Qu'er were fine. Not only did they have nothing to do after being away from Han Li for a while, they actually seemed to have slightly improved their cultivation.

Because the second demon infant self-destructed its Nascent Soul once, although the remaining soul re-condensed into a new Nascent Soul body, most of its vitality was naturally damaged. .

This kind of situation would naturally be a huge headache for ordinary fusion cultivators. Without spending decades or even hundreds of years of hard work, it would be difficult to restore the second Nascent Soul to its original state.

But for Han Li, who had countless miraculous medicines in his possession, it was nothing at all.

After he used a large number of elixirs to build up the main condensed body of Yuan, the Second Demon regained 70% of the lost energy in less than half a year.

Now, although this second demon baby cannot compare with its peak state, it is not a serious problem and can control the golden body to fight with others again.

However, Han Li did not pay any attention to the two avatars beside him, and focused all his attention on a small purple cauldron suspended in front of him.

This small cauldron was only a few inches in size, with a simple and strange style, and was imprinted with densely packed mysterious runes, but at this moment, it was wrapped in wisps of green flames spitting out from Han Li's mouth.

Han stared at Xiaoding without blinking, and with a flick of his fingers, he released spells from time to time that disappeared into the green flames, with an unusually solemn expression!

As the green flames flashed, a low hum could be faintly heard from the cauldron, and there was a vague gray-white light band. The lower half was submerged in the cauldron lid, while the upper half flickered outside the cauldron.

This strip of light was no thicker than a finger, but it was extremely spiritual and crazily swaying in the green flames, as if it was extremely afraid of the green flames.

The expression on Han Li's face did not change at all, but the spells in his hands were popping out more and more rapidly. At the same time, the color of the cyan true flames sprayed from his mouth changed, and there was a faint golden light in it.

With a "Puff" sound, the gray-white light belt seemed to be unable to endure the refining of the green flames anymore. It shot out from the cauldron and condensed into a ball of white light that broke through the green flame package and wanted to break through the air. Escape.

But Han Li seemed to have been prepared for this, and he calmly flicked his finger.

After a thunderclap, a golden arc of lightning shot out. .

The white ball of light whimpered and immediately disappeared in the flash of golden lightning.

"It's done! It didn't take me so long to finally force out the old demon's thoughts. Now I only need to use the blood and essence to refine it again, and I can use this treasure freely." Han Li looked at this situation. Song, murmured with joy.

Then he made a seal with his hands one by one, opened his mouth, and spurted out a ball of bright red blood. With a "bang", it turned into a blood mist in the wind and sank into the small cauldron.

As soon as the magic technique in his hand changed, the green flames surged twice as high, rolling around the entire small cauldron.

The small cauldron was the "Purple Word Cauldron" that Han Li snatched from the incarnation of the Bloody Saint Ancestor.

This treasure was so mysterious that even Han Li had a headache when it was in the hands of the incarnation of Blood Light. It was also a Xuantian remnant treasure.

However, at that time, this treasure secretly contained the residual thoughts of another old demon. After getting it, he did not dare to take it out for sacrifice and use it immediately. He could only keep it by his side and slowly refine it with the true flame.

And that wisp of demonic thought already had a hint of spirituality. Not only did it always hide in the cauldron, it even used part of the power of the treasure to resist it.

It took Han Li several years to force it out of the cauldron and destroy it with one blow.

In this way, as long as this Ziyan Cauldron is refined with a drop of blood, it can become a powerful killing weapon in the hand.

In terms of the unpredictable nature of treasures, the power of the Ziyan Cauldron is obviously still greater than that of the Xuantian Broken Blade that was taken away. This can be regarded as something lost and found in the east.

Han Li's sacrifice to Xiaoding lasted for seven days and seven nights. On the eighth day, he threw his sleeves in front of him with a look of joy on his face.

A burst of green mist glow rolled out, and the green flame disappeared without a trace.

Han Li opened his mouth and took a deep breath at the small cauldron.

The small cauldron turned around and turned into the size of a thumb. With a "swish" sound, it stuck tightly to his forehead and stopped moving.

Han Li closed his eyes and began to study the various magical functions of this cauldron.

The Ziyan Cauldron flashed darkly and brightly on his forehead, emitting a faint purple light.

After another three days and three nights, Han Li opened his eyes and let out a laugh.

At this moment, he has mastered most of the magical functions of Xiaoding.

He slapped his forehead with one hand, and the small cauldron was put away in a flash. ,

Han Li let out a breath and thought for a moment with a hint of deep thought. Suddenly, a strange color flashed in his eyes, he raised an arm and opened his mouth to spray.

A ray of green light flew out, just wrapping around the sleeves and robe.

Suddenly all the long sleeves fell apart, revealing a bronze arm.

On the arm, a pale yellow sword mark was clearly imprinted on it, which was the mark left by the sealed Xuantian Sword.

Han Li stared at the sword marks on his arm with flashing eyes, and his expression became a little hesitant.

After a while, he suddenly gritted his teeth, pressed the palm of his other arm on his bare arm, and mobilized the magic power in his body.

I saw golden light flashing all over his body, and layers of golden waves surged out of the palm of his hand, pouring into his arms like a tidal wave.

The originally inconspicuous light yellow sword marks became somewhat clear under the stimulation of pure spiritual power, and gradually changed from yellow to green, and the color gradually became darker, and finally a layer of dark green strange light appeared.

From a distance, it looks like a small, crystal-clear dark green sword is embedded in the arm.

When Han Li saw this vision, his expression became more solemn, but the golden spiritual power poured into it did not stop at all.

After a cup of tea, the small dark green sword suddenly started to move and swayed in his arms, as if it suddenly came to life.

Han Li's heart trembled, and the palm that was holding his arm suddenly loosened his grip. In a flash of golden spiritual power, it collapsed and disappeared.

Just now, when the little sword was swimming, his entire arm suddenly became as hot as a fire. At the same time, the meridians in his arm also felt excruciating pain, as if they were about to break and open inch by inch at the next moment.

This made him startled and hurriedly stopped his original action.

Without the infusion of spiritual power, the dark green sword that had been wandering around immediately returned to its original position in a flash, and with a flash of inspiration, it returned to its original ordinary appearance.

Han Li looked at the light yellow sword marks quietly, his brows furrowed slightly, and after a while, he slowly moved his arm.

After a layer of green light flashed on the arm, the originally broken sleeve robe was restored to its original state in an instant, and no trace of the original brokenness on the long sleeve could be seen at all.

But at this time, Han Li smiled bitterly, shook his head and said to himself:

"It seems that the magic power in the late stage of integration is not enough to activate the Xuantian Treasure, but it is much stronger than before. If it is stimulated forcibly, it can have some effects. It seems that if you really want to control this treasure, you must It’s only possible if you have the cultivation level of the Mahayana stage.”

After Han Li said this, he remained stunned for a while, then closed his eyes without moving and fell into meditation.

…

Two months later, the giant blue boat suddenly stopped in the void.

Han Li naturally felt something and opened his eyes with a thoughtful expression.

Almost at the same time, the voice of the ancestor of the Long family suddenly sounded in the secret room:

"Brother Han, we are almost approaching our scheduled node passage. This flying giant ship is too big for us to continue riding. I will fly forward on my own below."

"I see, Han knows it." Han Li replied in a faint voice, and he stood up and shook his long sleeves towards the nearby walls.

Suddenly, dozens of colorful formation flags appeared in the void nearby, and turned into streaks of spiritual light and disappeared into his sleeves.

Then he moved and turned into a blue rainbow and escaped from the room.

When Qinghong flashed in the sky outside the huge blue boat, people from the two clans, including the ancestor of the Long family and the Qianqiu Saint, were already standing nearby.

Han Li was not the last one to fly out of the giant boat. Following him, the blond man from the Lin family and the old scholar from the Spirit clan also flew out of it.

As soon as the old Confucian among them escaped, he pointed a few times at the void of the giant blue boat while mumbling something.

Suddenly the entire giant boat blurred and quickly deformed and shrunk.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a piece of green wood about the size of a foot, and was taken into the arms of the old Confucian in a flash.