A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

The population of the Spirit Tribe is originally extremely sparse compared to the human-demon and other nearby tribes.

In addition, Han Li and others deliberately drove the flying boat to take some unusually remote routes, so naturally they encountered fewer and fewer Spirit Tribe people.

These spirit tribes had no doubts about the changed appearance of the Black Spirit Holy Boat and the magic crystal puppets standing outside the boat.

There were even a few members of the Weapon Spirit tribe who went out of their way to say hello to these "fellow tribesmen" who were not weak in cultivation.

Under Han Li's signal, these transformed puppets easily dealt with these "tribesmen".

Two months later, the spaceship finally arrived at the largest city in the central part of the Spirit Clan, 'Cuiyan City'. More than 100,000 miles away from this city was the Holy Land of the entire Spirit Clan, 'Fuling Mountain'.

Living in this mountain is the ‘Spirit King’ who enjoys supreme prestige among the spirit tribe, as well as some holy guards who have sworn not to leave this mountain for the rest of their lives.

According to the forbidden rules of the Spirit Clan, the area within 30,000 miles of this mountain is designated as a restricted area, and the Spirit Clan members below the combined level are strictly prohibited from approaching.

Beings above the combined level are not allowed to enter the upper part of Fuling Mountain without the Spirit King's personal instructions. They can only stay in the lower part of the mountainside for a short period of time.

In recent years, some spiritual kings who had recently received holy spirits were frequently summoned to the Holy Mountain on a regular basis. They suddenly announced that they would practice a certain mysterious technique in seclusion, and after handing over the affairs of the clan to the control of a few close followers of the holy spirit, they were completely closed off. The entire Holy Land is no longer open to anyone.

There had never been a mountain closure incident in Chengsan before, which naturally caused quite a stir among the Spirit Clan. But those few Holy Spirits were also highly respected people. Under their combined efforts to suppress them, the Spirit Clan really didn't cause any big troubles, but secret rumors were naturally inevitable.

During this time, the entire Spirit Clan was filled with a strange undercurrent of atmosphere.

On the way here, Han Li, Mo Jianli and others inquired about the relevant information clearly. .

Although they were surprised by the unexpected changes in the spirit clan, they did not change their intention to see the spirit king.

After all, since the Spirit King was able to trade the Thunder Sky Talisman with the foreign Mahayana not long ago, he was naturally not really practicing in seclusion, but was secretly plotting something else.

But regardless of the unknown plans of this Spirit Race Mahayana, Han Li and Mo Jianli, who were determined to win the Thunder Night Talisman, would naturally not retreat at all.

After some discussion, the two stopped the Black Spirit Holy Boat near Cuiyan City, leaving behind Yinyue and others and a bunch of magic crystal puppets.

The two of them flew away towards Nafuling Mountain together.

Under such an arrangement, if anything happens when meeting the Spirit King, their Mahayana cultivation will be more than enough to protect themselves without any hindrance.

Half a day later, Han Li and Mo Jianli arrived not far from the Holy Mountain of the Spirit Tribe without anyone noticing.

Han Li raised his head and looked up.

As far as the eye could see, rainbows of five colors spread all over the sky, and under these rainbow bridges, an emerald green mountain peak more than 10,000 feet high was faintly flashing with strands of crystal light.

Even though Han Li used secret techniques to hide his body, his pupils could not help but shrink slightly.

With his current strength, how could he not see that this rumored "Holy Mountain" of the Spirit Clan actually possesses some extremely terrifying invisible spiritual pressure? It seems to be a rare treasure with great power in itself, not at all like those of his. What it looks like under the mountain.

"It's interesting! This Spirit King doesn't hesitate to let the Holy Mountain reveal its true colors, but also wants to completely seal the place. It seems that there is something really fishy about it." Mo Jianli, who also turned his body into a transparent form, was beside him. , also said a few words in amazement.

Obviously, this human race Mahayana also saw some mysteries of this mountain at a glance.

"Brother Mo, it seems that the Spirit King has really set up a very powerful restriction here. Do we still want to take the initiative?" Han Li asked calmly.

"Why don't you go. Even though this mountain is extraordinary, how can it really stop you and me from joining forces. And if you don't show some skills first, this Lord Spirit King may not be willing to show up and meet us. Fellow Daoist Han will be fine. At the end of the day, I suddenly changed my mind." Mo Jianli said with a smile.

"Since Brother Mo knows this, how can Han have any intention of backing down? I will naturally accompany you to the end." Han Li was not surprised and said with a smile,

So after a few more discussions, the two immediately decided to separate.

Mo Jianli made a seal with one hand and muttered something.

A strange scene appeared! The transparent body of this human race Mahayana actually glowed with a milky white halo amidst the sound of the mantra.

Then his lower body melted like a limp, and finally turned into an inconspicuous transparent liquid mass. As soon as he moved, it mysteriously disappeared into the ground and disappeared.

When Han Li saw this, a look of surprise flashed across his face, but after returning to normal, he immediately shook his sleeves.

With a "bang" sound, a talisman shot out from it, and exploded into countless purple runes. After engulfing Han Li's body, it turned into a ball of mist.

But when the fog dissipated, the original place was empty, and Han Li disappeared out of thin air.

That talisman was exactly the Taiyi Qing Talisman that was refined by Han Li not long ago.

Although this talisman was rarely used after Han Li entered the Fusion, it does not mean that this Taiyi Transformation Purifying Talisman is of little use to him now.

On the contrary! Because this talisman was refined from the secrets of the immortal world, its power increased almost every moment as Han Li's cultivation level increased. However, it is a pity that several materials required for refining this talisman are extremely scarce, and the few that were previously refined have long been consumed by it.

Later, even after his cultivation greatly increased, he could only refine a few of them, and he would not use them easily.

Besides, with Han Li's current magical powers, it was really rare that he had to hide his body and move. too

Now he wants to sneak into Fuling Mountain to secretly meet the mysterious Spirit King who is unknown as an enemy or a friend. This is a good opportunity to use.

After Han Li felt his body turn into nothingness, his feet moved slightly, and he floated towards the mountain peak not far away.

The moment the virtual body entered Fuling Mountain, he clearly felt several layers of strange waves sweeping past him, but then they swept away again, as if he didn't exist in the first place.

Seeing this, Han Li smiled slightly.

He clearly sensed that these fluctuations were far beyond ordinary restrictions, but there was no sign of their existence at all. It can be seen that after he advanced to the Mahayana, this Taiyi Transformation Talisman became more and more miraculous.

Han Li no longer hesitated and flew directly upwards.

On the way forward, through a trace of spiritual contact in his consciousness, he clearly sensed that Mo Jianli had also escaped into the mountain through some unknown means, and quietly walked through the rocks not far from him, unimpeded. With.

The two moved up and down, walking silently to the heights in perfect coordination.

Along the way, some Eldar guards appeared on patrol from time to time.

They were wearing armor of various colors, some were shrouded in strange light, or some looked weird like monsters, but all of them had strong auras, and most of them were in the realm of transforming gods and refining voids.

With such a level of cultivation, he is considered a high-level being even among the Spirit Clan, but here he is just an ordinary guard.

It seems that compared to ordinary existences, this holy mountain is really well-guarded and absolutely foolproof.

But it might really block the Mahayana existences like Han Li and Mo Jianli.

Han Li speeded along a mountain road without any hesitation. Soon he reached the mountainside and saw a giant purple-red archway standing there from a distance.

On both sides of the archway, there was a middle-aged man in white sitting cross-legged.

Both of them had no hair on their heads, but their faces were delicate and elegant.

A face with pits and pits was extremely ugly, but the red light on his head was flashing, and there was a ball of red flames burning fiercely, like red beard and hair.

But what naturally concerned Han Li was not the appearance of the two, but the fact that after his spiritual thoughts swept away, he easily discovered that both of them were in the Fusion stage.

One is in the middle stage of integration, and the other is in the late stage of integration.

Could it be that these two people are two of the Holy Spirits rumored to be responsible for everything in the Holy Mountain?

After Han Li's thoughts changed, he naturally thought of this, but his body did not stop at all. He flashed past the archway and arrived dozens of feet behind.

The two elves' fused eyes were closed and motionless, as if they were not aware of it at all.

Han Li smiled in his heart and was about to continue moving forward without caring, when suddenly the archway suddenly emitted a bright purple light and buzzed loudly.

"Be bold!"

"Who is hiding secretly down there!"

The two Spirit Tribe people who originally looked like clay sculptures opened their eyes almost at the same time, shouted loudly, and then suddenly took action one after another.

A bright light flashed behind the bald Eldar man, and a four-armed Buddha statue about ten feet tall appeared. The whole body was dazzling, holding a seven-color token in his hands, and suddenly swung it underground.

With a "Puff" sound, a seven-color light beam spurted out and shot directly through the ground.

Another man from the Spirit Tribe, after a "bang" sound, the red flames above his head suddenly rose, and actually condensed into a red silk net, which curled up and covered the place where the seven-color light pillar sprayed down.

The seven-color beam of light just flashed and reached hundreds of feet underground. After a transparent shadow was swept away unexpectedly, the true human form suddenly appeared.

It was Mo Jianli, the great human race.

Before a look of surprise appeared on his face, the red silk net reached the top of his head regardless of the distance of more than a hundred feet, and with a "boom", it turned into a roll of rolling flames.

Seeing this, Mo Jianli's face darkened, and after snorting coldly, he suddenly swung one sleeve high into the air, and a burst of white air suddenly surged out.

As soon as the flames came into contact, people were sucked in like a cow being swallowed into the sea, unable to get even close to it.

Before a sneer flashed across Mo Jianli's face, with a "chi" sound, a crimson talisman suddenly shot out from the flames. In a flash, it suddenly turned into countless red threads and spread out.

The next moment, a red light suddenly appeared on Mo Jian's body without any warning, and a red fire chain suddenly appeared on his body out of thin air. After wrapping around it, it was tied up tightly.