A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

"Everyone take a step back? Fellow Daoist Gu, what do you mean by this!" The young man in white was startled when he heard this and asked in surprise.

"I see that the two fellow Taoists are so quarrelsome, why don't they both work out some flexibility? Fellow Taoist Du can take Brother Han's disciples back to the Holy Island, but Brother Han might as well go with him to the Holy Island. If you really feel that there is something wrong with you then, That's right, you can raise objections in time. I think with Brother Han's reputation, it's impossible for the elders of the Holy Island to give him no face at all." The silver-haired old man said cautiously after thinking for a moment.

"Okay, if Fellow Daoist Han is worried, you can indeed go to the Holy Island with me." Du Yu's eyes flashed twice and he agreed without thinking.

"No need to go to such trouble. Now that fellow Taoist Gu has spoken, I can't deny him any face. Let's do this. As long as one of the three envoys can take my blow and be safe, I will let my disciples walk here for them. One trip. If you can't take it, hehe..." Han Li narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a sneer.

"What, take the next blow? Fellow Daoist Han, you really dare to say this!" Even though Du Yu had a deep nature, his face turned livid after hearing this.

After hearing this, the ugly woman and the yellow-haired man became furious.

"Why, the three of you don't believe what I say, but do you want Han to swear by his inner demons?" Han Li asked with an unchanging expression.

"That's not necessary. As fellow Daoist Han, if you say this as a fellow Taoist, you can't deny it after thinking about it." Du Yu snorted, and after his anger subsided, his mind quickly began to think about the true intention of Han Li's words just now. .

He didn't believe that Han Li was just taking the opportunity to find a way to go down, but he certainly didn't believe that the three of them couldn't even receive a blow from each other.

When the Tianyuan City fusion elders nearby heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other.

Even though they all know that Han Li has amazing magical powers, he can almost be said to be the first fusion person below Mahayana.

But to say that Du Yu and others couldn't even take a single blow from Han Li, they were equally unbelievable.

After Elder Gu and Zen Master Jin Yue exchanged glances, they immediately coughed and started to speak again.

But at this moment, the Silver Light Fairy sitting nearby suddenly moved her lips and transmitted the message.

Upon hearing this, Elder Gu's expression changed slightly, his eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but glance at Yinyue next to Han Li, and swallowed back the words that originally came to his lips.

At this time, Du Yu stared at Han Li with gloomy eyes for a while, took a deep breath, and then said slowly:

"Since Fellow Daoist Han plans to take action to resolve this matter, we have no choice but to take the next step. Between the three of us, Du will step in and receive Fellow Daoist's blow. I also want to see how Fellow Daoist reacts. The attack will be defeated below."

After Du Yu found out that the elders of Tianyuan City really intended to be absolutely neutral and would no longer interfere in their affairs with Han Li, he finally made a decision after weighing it in his mind.

Although he was a little suspicious of why Han Li was so arrogant, he was even more confident in his own strength.

With the Confucian holy skills that he has mastered, and the few treasures he carries on his body, he might be able to take one or two moves from a Mahayana monk, but how could he not be able to take a blow from a monk of the same level.

The yellow-haired monk and the ugly woman next to them were obviously very convinced of Du Yu's strength. When they heard his words on their behalf, they had no meaning at all, and they just stared at Han Li with even more unkind eyes.

As envoys of the Holy Island, no matter where they went in the past, no matter how powerful they were, they were extremely respectful to them. Even if they occasionally met some weird-tempered fusion monks, they would at best have a cold expression on the surface. He was never treated so unceremoniously as Han Li.

When Han Li saw Du Yu agreeing to his conditions, he twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and then burst into laughter:

"Okay, Fellow Daoist Du is a cheerful person. Then Han will be waiting in the competition hall on the next floor."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Li stood up and took a big step. The space in front of him fluctuated, and his whole person disappeared into the void, leaving only the sound of laughter still echoing in the hall.

When Du Yu saw Han Li tearing through the void and walking away with such a light weight, his expression condensed slightly, and there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

He asked himself that if he used his magical power with all his strength, he could also tear open the void and teleport away, but Han Li couldn't do it with such an understatement.

This made him feel more vigilant, but it was not more than he could bear, and he just snorted secretly.

But at this moment, Taoist Xie stood up without saying a word, and shook his sleeves at the nearby Yin Yue and Zhu Guo'er respectively. Two pieces of silver light flew out and immediately enveloped them both.

There was a thunderous sound on the three bodies at the same time, and they disappeared strangely in the silver arc.

Apparently Taoist Xie and others followed Han Li's lead and went to the competition hall.

Seeing this, Du Yu's heart trembled again. He suddenly turned his head and asked the silver-haired old man:

"Fellow Taoist Gu, who was this fellow Taoist just now? His magical powers seem to be extraordinary."

Previously, their eyes were all attracted by Han Li. In addition, Taoist Crab himself was a puppet. He deliberately restrained and lowered his aura to become inconspicuous, but it did not attract the attention of many people.

"This fellow Taoist has a very unfamiliar face. This is the first time I have seen him." Elder Gu was also shocked when he saw the situation, but after looking at each other with Zen Master Jin Yue and others, he shook his head.

"No matter who he is, he will be known soon. And no matter what his magical power is, it will only be Daoist Han who will take action in a while. Brother Gu, let's go too." Du Yu's expression changed a bit before he replied Changse said.

Although the silver-haired old man was also shocked by Taoist Xie's action just now, he had long held the idea in his heart that doing more would be better than doing less. Therefore, after hearing what Du Yu said, he immediately nodded in agreement with a smile.

So they all cast spells one after another, and they also cut through the void and teleported away.

After a cup of tea, in a huge hall with an area of ​​several hundred feet, a huge light mask that almost covered most of the hall suddenly arose.

High in the sky within the mask, Han Li and Du Yu faced each other from afar.

At this moment, Du Yu's face had become somewhat solemn.

But Han Li's expression was indifferent, he just put his hands behind his back and hung them in the air, looking at the opposite side.

"Du is making final decisions. If Du only needs to take a single move from Your Majesty without any harm, fellow Taoist disciples will no longer stop us from taking away your disciples." Du Yu suddenly said in a deep voice.

"That's right. As long as you can take a blow from Han without any harm, I won't have the slightest objection even if you take all of Han's disciples to the Holy Island. But if you can't even take a blow from me, where did the three of you come from? Let's go back somewhere." Han Li smiled lightly and replied politely.

"Then fellow Taoist take action." Du Yu said with a gloomy face, word by word.

Han Li smiled when he heard the words. After saying "good" in his mouth, his hands and feet did not move, but suddenly a golden light flashed behind him, and a golden dharma form with three heads and six arms appeared.

"long"

Han Li shouted!

With a "Puff" sound, a hurricane shot up into the sky from the Dharma Prime.

The golden Dharma sign made a seal with six hands at the same time. There was a thunderbolt on the body, and countless golden arcs surged out around the whole body. At the same time, the size surged in the wind.

In an instant, it turned into a huge monster seventy or eighty feet tall.

The eyes of the three heads of the Faxiang opened at the same time, and with one arm moving, a giant hand the size of a room slowly grabbed toward the opposite side of the void. The giant hand seemed to be unusually slow, but as soon as Fang reached out, a terrifying aura that seemed to crush the entire void was pressed down.

Du Yu, who was standing quietly across from him, his expression changed drastically as soon as his mind came into contact with this terrifying aura. Without saying a word, he slapped the back of his head with his palm, opened his mouth, and sprayed out a ball of white light wrapped around something. What came out was a jade book several inches in size.

The other sleeve shook again, and a stream of milky white mist rolled out. After condensing, it actually transformed into an inkstone as white as jade.

The silver light inside seemed to be filled with a faint and unknown silver juice.

As soon as the two objects flew out, they immediately circled and danced above the head of the young man in white. One emitted a five-color halo, while the other had countless gold and silver runes pouring out from the two objects.

Two objects, one is an extraordinary spiritual treasure, and the other is an even rarer treasure refined from Xuantian fragments.

When Han Li saw these two treasures from a distance, a look of surprise flashed across his face, but he immediately snorted.

The giant golden palm is slowly pressing down. With a slight tremor, silver spirit patterns emerged from the skin, and flashed into a dozen silver pattern arrays of different sizes on the surface of the giant hand.

The next moment, the huge palm made a low buzzing sound, and the five fingers swelled slightly at the same time, and the luster on the surface suddenly changed, turning into a purple-gold color.

In an instant, a terrifying spiritual pressure that was almost three or four times more powerful than before surged out from the palm of his hand and pressed downwards fiercely.

At this moment, Du Yu, who was about to activate the two treasures above his head, felt the spiritual pressure for a moment, his body trembled, and he involuntarily stepped back a few steps, and his expression suddenly changed again. , a hint of fear could not help but flash in his eyes.

Even with his great strength in the late stage of integration, under this terrifying spiritual pressure, he actually had a weird feeling that he might be crushed directly by this huge force with just a flip of his hand.

"No, this is by no means a magical power that monks in the late integration stage can have. It is a Mahayana. Only the existence of Mahayana can have such terrifying magical powers." Almost instantly, the young man in white immediately understood with fear, and almost immediately thought in fear He screamed, but under the terrifying spiritual pressure in the air, his mouth only moved a few times, but no sound came out at all.