A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Eight thousand years is a terrifying lifespan that is unattainable for a mortal. For those ancient true spirit-like beings who have been sleeping for thousands of years, they only sleep a few times. Compared with the existences of the first world, it is even more. Just an inconspicuous moment.

One day eight thousand years later, in various cities of the human race, which had completely become the first-class power in Feng Yuan Continent, countless ordinary mortals poured out of their residences and gathered in some squares, teahouses and other places, and they all looked excited. What are they discussing.

On various streets, some heavily armed warriors could be seen walking around, and groups of monks could be seen patrolling back and forth in the air from time to time.

In the several giant border city fortresses in the area currently occupied by the human race, all kinds of restrictions were fully opened. At the same time, giant flying magic weapons soared into the sky, covered with groups of warriors, all of them as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Be alert to any unusual movements outside the city.

On the top of a huge mountain tens of thousands of miles away from a huge city, three foreign Mahayana men in different costumes each sat cross-legged on a huge stone, facing each other.

A ferocious man wearing a five-color animal skin who was drinking heavily, a young man in white with an unusually pale face holding a scroll in his hand, and an old man in green with his eyes closed and his face full of wrinkles.

"Bitianjun, count the time, it should be almost time." After an unknown amount of time, the ferocious man suddenly asked.

"To survive the catastrophe of ascension, it is natural to choose the best time at noon when the yang energy is strongest. Since that person is known as the strongest person in the spiritual world, how could he not have this bit of common sense. Fellow Taoist, just wait patiently for a while. ." The old man in green finally opened his eyes and said calmly. "That's true. It's so close. If the Ascension Tribulation really comes, how could we not feel it at all. But when I think that after so many years, someone finally dares to survive the Ascension Tribulation, I still can't bear it. I'm a bit excited." The ferocious man touched the short blue hair on his head and said with a grin.

"When was the last time someone in the spiritual world succeeded in ascending to the immortal world? I don't remember it clearly. I just think it was a long, long time ago. However, Han Tianzun from the human race can achieve such a feat in such a short period of time. He has such a big name, and he has no intention of keeping anything about his tribulation secret, which is really courageous. In the past, all the people who saved the tribulation were secretive, for fear of being known by the second person. "That name The boy in white also put down the scroll in his hand and said with some emotion.

"We have lost a lot of old faces over the years. It seems that there are indeed many people who have secretly survived the tribulation. Unfortunately, none of us have any sense of it. It can be seen that all of these old friends must have failed to survive the tribulation and no longer exist." The old man still didn't exist. He said slowly.

"We old guys usually try our best to suppress the magic power for fear of causing a heavenly catastrophe, but this Han Tianzun dared to take the initiative to overcome the tribulation and ascend within less than ten thousand years of entering the Mahayana. Hehe, if nothing else, this kind of courage alone, I admire you very much. By the way, fellow Taoist Bi, I heard that you met this Han Tianzun thousands of years ago. What kind of person is he?" The ferocious man asked again with a smile.

"Indeed, I have been in seclusion all these years, and it is true that I have never seen this fellow Daoist Han." Hearing this, the young man in white also showed an expression of great interest.

"I thought I had indeed met Taoist Fellow Han at a grand event, but I couldn't use any words to describe him." The old man frowned and replied hesitantly.

"Then what kind of magical power does he have? With the ability of Fellow Daoist Bi, he can always sense something." The young man in white laughed.

"If you only ask about strength, I can only say that it is very strong, very strong. Even if I don't directly challenge him, I believe that even if there are three or four of me combined, I will never be his opponent." The muscles on the old man's face twitched. After a moment, he slowly replied.

"What, Bi Tianjun is joking! You are no match for him even if you have three or four of them? The three of us have known each other for a long time. How can we not know about your magical powers?" The young man in white was startled at first. , but immediately shook his head.

The ferocious man next to him also had a look of suspicion and disbelief on his face.

"How could I joke with two fellow Taoists about this kind of thing? As soon as you see him in person, you will understand that my words are absolutely false. If nothing else, this Han Tianzun just looks at him, It can make me feel frightened. If the power of the other party's spiritual thoughts is not several times stronger than mine, how could such a thing happen?" The old man replied with a wry smile.

When the young man in white and the ferocious man heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other.

"Forget it, the stronger this fellow Daoist Han is, the greater his hope of surviving the catastrophe of ascension. If he can really survive the catastrophe, at the moment of ascension, the wisp of immortal world fluctuations emanating from the passage of the immortal world will affect the entire interface. All powerful people can sense it. If you take advantage of the situation to comprehend the power of some laws, you will definitely benefit a lot from it. Of course, I am so close, so I believe it will be easier to comprehend." The ferocious man After taking a long breath, he regained his composure and said.

"Haha, it's true, otherwise why would we have traveled thousands of miles to come here." The boy in white also laughed hoarsely.

So after the three of them chatted for a few words, they calmed down and waited again.

The same scene happened in several other hidden places outside the giant city.

Unknowingly, an astonishing large number of spiritual Mahayana have gathered near the human area. Many of them are old alien monsters who have been in seclusion all year round and must desperately suppress their magic power before they dare to go out.

…

On a rock on the edge of a desert island in the boundless sea of ​​​​the human race, a man and a woman were standing side by side.

The woman is dressed in white and has a pretty face. She is clearly an ice soul fairy, but the man is an extraordinary-looking man in brocade clothes with tiger eyes and a beard.

"Fellow Daoist Hu Jun, Brother Han should be quite confident that he will actually survive the tribulation this time. I am so close to observe, and the benefits I think I will get are definitely not small. Wait for a while, and you must observe carefully." Fairy Bingso He turned to the man in brocade and said.

"Of course, Han Tianzun has great supernatural powers. If I hadn't obtained several kinds of elixirs from Qingyuan Palace, I might not have entered the Mahayana realm one day." The man in brocade clothes replied with some respect. He was a human race Another Mahayana monk 'Hu Jun' has appeared in these more than 10,000 years.

And Mo Jianli, the former Mahayana of the human race, finally fell and died in another great catastrophe hundreds of thousands of years ago.

On the other side of the desert island, there were more than a dozen men and women of different levels of cultivation standing in front of a huge black boat. Among them, three stunning women with different styles looked towards the center of the desert island with solemn expressions.

It is Nangong Wan, the three daughters Yuan Yao and Yinyue.

Shortly after Han Li's split soul returned to the spirit world from the lower world, Yuan Yao took Yanli back to the human race and lived in a side hall on Yuanhe Island. She never left the island again.

As for Yinyue, after getting rid of the troubles of Wangqingjue, she finally advanced to the Mahayana stage more than a thousand years ago.

Behind the three girls, Bingfeng stood there with Qi Lingzi, Hai Dashao, Bai Guoer and other disciples.

Thousands of years are enough for disciples like Han Li to enter the unified state one by one. As for whether they can really enter the Mahayana stage, it depends on their own destiny in the future.

Bingfeng, like Nangong Wan, Yuan Yao and others, after so many years of practice, is still one step away from advancing to the Mahayana. However, I believe that with the body of Bingfeng, the chance of advancing to the Mahayana in the future is much higher than that of others. Much bigger.

Although these people closest to Han Li had great confidence in Han Li, they still showed a trace of worry when facing the rumored ascension disaster.

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More than ten thousand miles high in the sky, a girl in black stepped on a strange black bird with her bare feet, looking at the direction of the deserted island with a complicated expression.

Next to her, a woman in purple robe looked at the girl helplessly, and said after a moment:

"Dai'er, if you really want to say goodbye to Senior Han, why bother staying here? It would be better to just go there and avoid leaving any knots in your heart later."

"No need. Brother Han has treated me like a younger sister all these years. Since Sister Nangong and the others are there, why should I bother with anything anymore? I just need to quietly watch her ascend." Black-clothed The girl said very calmly.

When the woman in purple palace clothes heard this, she could only sigh and said nothing more.

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In the center of a huge magic circle that had been arranged in the center of the desert island, Han Li stood together with Taoist Crab, Huo Xuzi, Mo Guang and others, looking up at the sky together.

At this moment, over the desert island, a five-color cloud that almost covers the entire island is slowly forming due to the gathering of countless spiritual energy. Although the speed is very slow, it is still getting bigger and bigger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It seems that after a while, Fellow Daoist Han will no longer be able to suppress the catastrophe of ascension. I believe that with Fellow Daoist's strength, it will be easy to survive this catastrophe." Mo Guang lowered his head and said to Han Li with a chuckle.

"Brother Moguang is joking. I don't know how many powerful Mahayana men have perished in this catastrophe of ascension. How can I dare to look down upon them at all?" Han Li lowered his head and said calmly.

"Hey, if it were other lower realm lies, I, Huo Xuzi, would still believe it, but fellow Taoist, since you have mastered the third-level divine refining technique and the Wu Zang Yuan Forging Technique, your current strength is probably average. Immortals are incomparable. If you meet the original Ma Liang now, with his magic power suppressed, I believe he will be killed by you in just a few encounters. Wow, this is a bit strange. Obviously his qualifications are not too outstanding, but he can actually After cultivating these immortal magical powers to such an extent, this is the first time I have encountered such a freak." Huoxuzi also said with admiration.

"Perhaps I am born to practice these immortal world skills." Han Li smiled slightly.

"When Master arrives in the fairy world, don't forget your promise to me." Taoist Xie, who looked blank on the side, suddenly spoke proactively.

"Since you have sincerely accepted me as your master after recovering your past memories, I will definitely fulfill what I promised you." After Han Li glanced at Taoist Xie, he replied with a somewhat solemn expression.

(The next chapter should be the finale of Mortals! Oh my god, after so many years, it’s finally coming to an end!)