A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

It is much more difficult to activate real treasures than ordinary talisman treasures. This is why Liu Jing asked other disciples to protect him. He did not want to end up like the junior sister who died tragically. Therefore, after releasing a yellow ring magic weapon to surround himself, he sat down cross-legged with confidence and poured magic power into the Fire Bird True Treasure.

The fiery red talisman began to glow red gradually on Liu Jing's palm. The firebird in the talisman flew more and more nimbly and cheerfully, as if it could jump out of the talisman at any time. It seemed that when the bird transformed into the talisman and flew out, , is the moment that inspires success.

Although Han Li was entangled with the ice demon on the ground, he understood that these fellow disciples were using other methods, and he felt relieved. What he was most afraid of was that these fellow disciples would just slap their butts and leave because they were timid, and then he would just say that he couldn't get that thing from the leader of the Black Evil Cult.

Since there were no other distractions, Han Li's mind naturally returned to the opponent in front of him. With his cultivation level in the middle stage of foundation building, performing this Luo Yan Step is still a big burden on the body. He cannot delay this rapid battle any longer. He must risk all his strength to strike.

Han Li thought about this, waving the silver sword with one hand and his figure kept flashing, squeezing the ice demon out of breath. With the other hand, he silently picked up something from the storage bag with his fingers. , tightly wrapped around the ring finger.

After doing this, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he closed his hands, holding swords in both hands, and suddenly he slashed head-on with the sword in a most ferocious move. The speed of this sword was far more fierce than the one before him. All the attacks made the ice demon feel shocked. He hurriedly shot backwards and raised his crystal crampons to catch them.

There was a clear sound of "dang", and the ice demon sneered. With the force of this blow, it flew upside down even faster. It was about to close the distance between it and Han Li, but a hint of sarcasm appeared on Han Li's face. color.

Just when the ice demon saw something was wrong, Han Li let go of the hand holding the sword and suddenly pulled it back.

As a result, the ice demon's flying backwards stopped inexplicably, and then it was unable to fire towards Han Li. At this time, Han Li held the sword with both hands again and made a slashing stance, with a confused expression on his face. With no expression at all.

The ice demon was shocked when he saw this, and struggled desperately, but it was too late. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Han Li. He saw the silver sword in Han Li's hand shaking slightly, and countless dense silver lights flashed away. , the two people passed by each other in an instant, and then their figures were simultaneously revealed under the moonlight. However, Han Li stood with his sword in hand, while the ice demon fell heavily to the ground.

This scene was seen clearly by Song Meng and others who were watching from the air, and they couldn't help but become very nervous.

The ice demon stood up unsteadily, looking at Han Li's back with a sinister smile on his face. Just when he was about to say something, his expression suddenly froze.

A series of crisp cracking sounds came, and countless thin cracks appeared on the ice demon's transparent body. In the blink of an eye, the cracks grew longer, and the ice demon's entire body turned into a pile of crystal clear amidst the cracking sounds. Ice shards were piled on the ground.

Among the crystal debris, half of a complete claw stretched out, and the sharp claw tip was still cold. Only this thing could withstand Han Li's rapid cutting without any damage.

Han Li glanced coldly at the shattered ice demon, then looked up at three more dazzling bloody light cocoons, and frowned.

He waved silently and pulled his hand, and a crampon flew straight over.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, it was possible to faintly see that there was a transparent thread tightly connected between Han Li and the sharp claw. This was the fatal reason for the death of the ice demon.

When Han Li fought with him again, he manipulated the transparent silk thread on his ring finger and silently entangled it with the opponent's paw. Although his demonized ice body became transparent and hard, he also lost his sensitive touch. Han Li succeeded easily and died on it.

Han Li lowered his head and took a closer look at the crampon. After hesitating for a moment, he threw it away.

Although he knew that since these crampons could be connected to the silver sword refined by the "Silver Essence" without being destroyed, it must be an excellent material for refining weapons, but he still felt uncomfortable when he thought that it was originally made by human hands. Unable to overcome the knot in my heart and put it away.

He walked over to the ice demon's body in a few steps, scratched a few times in the ice debris with his silver sword, picked out a storage bag, looked at it briefly and put it away carefully. Then he flew into the sky without making a sound. He wanted to see what tricks these fellow disciples were playing, but the three blood warriors immediately transformed.

Han Li didn't know that just when the ice demon had just died, in a secret room under the rockery, a middle-aged man with white and closed eyes suddenly opened his blood-red eyes and murmured to himself:

"Is the ice demon dead? That's fine, it will save me the trouble of doing it later."

After saying this, he continued to close his eyes as if nothing had happened.

There was a skinny skeleton lying in front of him. Judging from its emaciated appearance, it seemed that except for a layer of skin, no trace of flesh and blood existed anymore. However, judging from the clothes on his body, it turned out to be The monks of Yellow Maple Valley.

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Han Li's imperial weapon was in the air. Before he could say anything, Song Meng and others hurriedly gathered around him. They all praised him with astonishment on their faces, and there was even a hint of awe in their words and actions. And the dual cultivation partner of "Senior Sister Xuehong" had red eyes and a face full of gratitude.

Han Li said a little modestly, then pointed at the dazzling red talisman on Liu Jing's hand and asked doubtfully.

At that moment, someone told Han Li about the "real treasure", which made Han Li overjoyed and completely relieved.

Of course, Han Li had heard about the real treasure, but he didn't expect that Senior Brother Liu had such a treasure and was willing to use it now. Under normal circumstances, this was a life-saving means at a critical moment of life and death.

Han Li and Liu Jing had different experiences, so naturally they couldn't understand Liu Jing's complicated heart and worry about gains and losses.

To Han Li, it didn't matter how others looked at him. As long as it didn't touch his own interests, it wouldn't matter a hair.

Of course, if there was an opportunity to leave a good impression on others without much effort, Han Li would still be willing to do it. But in order to maintain this impression, even if he uses a treasure like a "real treasure", he will not do such a stupid thing even if he is beaten to death.

However, Liu Jing's approach really moved Han Li a little, and he even doubted whether his previous views were wrong. Are there really "good people" in this world who don't even care about themselves in order to eliminate evil?

Just when Han Li secretly felt a little ashamed, a roar suddenly came from below, and the sound was full of bloodthirsty killing intent.

Han Li and the others were startled and looked down hurriedly.

I saw that one of the three bloody light cocoons had begun to expand and deform, as if the blood warrior inside was about to come out.

Han Li's heart trembled. It seemed that he had to fight another Blood Warrior first to buy Senior Brother Liu some time!

After thinking about this, Han Li was about to take action when a calm voice came from behind everyone.

"Brothers, step aside and let me destroy these three monsters."

This sound made everyone look happy, and Han Li hurriedly turned around to look.

I saw Liu Jing looking at them with a smile. On his palm, there was a small and exquisite red bird, flying around non-stop. It was extremely cute. The hot air that was nearby disappeared without a trace at some point.

"Is this the original form of the real treasure?"

Han Li looked at the red bird in surprise.

"Thank you so much, protectors!"

Liu Jing slowly stood up and flew in front of Han Li and others. Then, under the astonished gazes of others, he gently blew the bird in his hand with his mouth without hesitation. The fiery red bird immediately flew out of Liu Jing's hand with a clear chirp, and flew down briskly.

At this time, the changed light cocoon below burst open with a muffled sound, and a monster wrapped in blue light came out. Its shape was similar to the half-demon shape of the ice monster. Very similar, except the color has changed to dark cyan.

The demon's face was clearly that of the blue-striped Taoist priest, but at this moment, his face was full of madness, as if he was a little confused.

He roared twice, and as soon as he raised his head, he saw the fiery red bird flying lightly. His figure suddenly froze, and the crazy look on his face suddenly disappeared, revealing a look of extreme fear.

Immediately, he looked around in panic, and suddenly a green light flew into the air, as if he wanted to escape.

But at this moment, the little red bird "squeaked" and its figure surged, transforming into a giant flaming bird about ten feet in size. Then it flapped its wings and teleported from a dozen feet away. At that place, he suddenly appeared behind the demon Qing Wen and pecked him gently with his pointed red mouth.