A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Han Li glanced at the giant fish several feet long from a distance, then flew over the ship, circled it twice, and then looked towards the ship.

Apparently, the people on the ship also noticed Han Li's arrival. After a few loud shouts, a large group of people, as many as two to three hundred people, poured out of the cabin and immediately crowded the bow of the ship.

When this group of people saw Han Li staying in mid-air, their faces showed a bit of awe, and they all bowed to Han Li and saluted.

When Han Li was a little stunned, a middle-aged man in the most luxurious clothes in the crowd stepped forward, said a few words nervously, and then stood with his hands tied, as if waiting for Han Li's instructions.

Han Li touched his nose and smiled bitterly. Because he couldn't understand a word of the other person's words. He couldn't understand the language, so how could he communicate? This gave him a headache.

At this time, seeing that Han Li did not speak immediately, the middle-aged man looked a little panicked and said a few words in a hurry. Although he didn't understand the meaning, Han Li could also tell that the other party seemed to be trying to distinguish something from him.

Han Li frowned, thought for a moment, and suddenly spoke in ordinary Tiannan dialect:

"Does anyone here understand what I'm saying? If so, please come out and explain it to me!"

As soon as he said this, Han Li glanced at the crowd below him.

The middle-aged man had a confused look on his face, obviously not knowing what Han Li was going to say. As for the other people who were confused, they were no better than him.

With a helpless sigh, Han Li said this again using several ancient expressions he knew.

These ancient sayings were not learned in order to practice those convoluted spells.

When he mentioned one of them, a gray-haired old man in the crowd finally changed his expression.

Seeing this, Han Li was overjoyed and pointed at the old man.

"Old sir, do you understand what I'm saying?" Han Li said slowly in that ancient language. After all, he didn't often use this language, and he was very unfamiliar with it.

When the old man heard what Han Li said, he hesitated for a moment, then stood beside the middle-aged man and respectfully replied in ancient proverbs:

"The old Wang Changqing did learn this kind of immortal language when he was young! I wonder what the immortal master's instructions are?"

Han Li saw that the old man really understood the ancient sayings, and a smile appeared on his face. Suddenly, his body flashed and he stood in front of the old man, startling both the old man and the middle-aged man at the same time.

"You must have noticed that I don't speak the local language. Tell them that I'm just passing by to inquire about some things, so there's no need to be so alarmed!" Han Li said gently.

Just now, he had completely scanned the giant boat with his spiritual consciousness. The boat was full of mortals, and there were no immortal cultivators on it. Only then did he feel so at ease.

After saying this, Han Li ignored the old man's muttering explanations to the middle-aged man, and waved his hand from the divine wind, and the white magic weapon slowly lowered to the bow of the ship carrying Quhun.

Then Qu Hun walked out at Han Li's command, and the boat quickly shrank in size and turned into a white light and flew to Han Li's hand, where he put it into his storage bag.

After finishing these things, Han Li squinted slightly.

It was discovered that although the expressions of the mortals on the ship still remained respectful, no one showed any shock. This shows that they should often see the methods of immortal cultivators, otherwise they would not be so accustomed to it.

In this way, either the people on this ship are not ordinary people, or there are many immortal cultivators here, and they are not afraid to be seen by mortals. Han Li thought thoughtfully.

At this time, the old man had already passed Han Li's words to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, but then his face showed a look of surprise, and he babbled a lot of words to Han Li with an extremely excited expression.

Han Li was startled when he saw the other party's expression. He couldn't help but turn his face to the old man.

The old man naturally understood Han Li's intention and hurriedly stepped forward to explain to Han Li:

"Master Immortal, this Mr. Gu is the owner of this ship. He plans to invite the Immortal to live on Kuixing Island where he lives. He is willing to provide all the expenses and expenses for the Immortal's practice."

"Kui Xing Island?" Han Li touched his chin, looking noncommittal.

Seeing Han Li's indifferent expression, the middle-aged man's eyes became even more eager, and another series of words came out of his mouth. From the way he smiled apologetically when he spoke, Han Li understood without the old man translating that this man probably said something about wanting him to go to Kuixing Island.

So, he didn't wait for the old man to translate for him. Han Li waved his hand politely and said:

"You tell this proprietor first that I'm new to your place and I'm not familiar with the situation here, so I won't agree rashly. I'll decide whether to go to his Kuixing Island after I learn more about it. But now I don’t understand your language, and I hope he will let me stay on the ship for a few days so that the old gentleman can teach me some local language and learn about local customs.”

After hearing this, the old man did not hesitate to explain to the middle-aged man truthfully.

After hearing this, the middle-aged man's face clearly showed some disappointment, but he still bowed respectfully to Han Li. Then he shouted something to the other people behind him, and everyone immediately swarmed back into the cabin. After he himself said something to the old man, he walked backwards.

As a result, only the old man and Han Li were left on the bow.

Seeing this, the old man smiled and said to Han Li:

"Master Immortal, Boss Gu has agreed to your request and has also made room for you. Master Immortal, please come with me."

Han Li listened and nodded lightly to express his agreement.

Therefore, the old man named Wang Changqing entered the cabin in front, followed by Han Li and Qu Hun.

"It's really big!" This was Han Li's first feeling after entering the cabin.

The cabin extends in all directions, with corridors everywhere and no one knows how many rooms there are.

During this period, several mortals that Han Li encountered looked in awe and moved out of the way for Han Li.

After following the old man and turning a few corners, Han Li and Qu Hun arrived in front of a larger wooden door.

Wang Changqing pushed him away without hesitation, then turned aside and asked Han Li to go in first.

Han Li was not polite to him, and walked into the room with Qu Hun one after another, and then looked around.

Don't tell me, this house is really nice!

Not only is the space large enough, but it doesn't feel stuffy. But what surprised Han Li the most was that there was a strange little tree planted in a flowerpot in the corner of the house.

This tree has a straight trunk without any branches, and is covered with palm-sized triangular leaves. Moreover, the entire tree was gleaming with silver, as if it were made of pure silver.

Looking at the book, Han Li showed curiosity.

"It seems that the immortal master has never seen this silver horn tree before! This tree is indeed not a common thing. Not only does it look gorgeous, but when placed in a stuffy place, it can make the air fresh and pure. It is really the best way to run into the sea. It is a rare treasure for people. Even our proprietor, who is so wealthy and powerful, can only get three or four." The old man saw the surprise in Han Li's eyes and explained to Han Li respectfully.

Han Li smiled lightly and said nothing. How could he not hear Wang Changqing's intention to please his proprietor?

Han Li asked Qu Hun to guard the door and sat down on a chair in the room.

Wang Changqing stood in front of Han Li with some restraint, not daring to sit down casually.

Seeing how restrained the other party was, Han Li smiled and said to him pleasantly:

"Mr. Wang, there is no need to be so polite. Please sit down and talk. I have something else that I would like to ask Mr. Wang for advice."

After Wang Changqing heard this, he said "dare not" repeatedly, looking frightened.

Seeing this situation, Han Li frowned slightly and stopped forcing the other party.

So, after thinking for a moment, he asked directly:

"I am a monk who has just arrived here from another place. I wonder if Mr. Wang can introduce me to the nearby terrain and local customs first. Of course, it would be better if he could tell more about us cultivators. I will definitely thank the old man again!"

When Han Li said these words, his expression was extremely calm.

After Wang Changqing thought for a while, he said slowly:

"Since the Immortal Master came here from the outside, he should know that this is the sea area of ​​the Luanxing Sea, and this is the southwest corner of the Luanxing Sea. There are three large islands nearby, including Weixing Island, Kuixing Island, and Sangxing Island. Of course, there are also There are dozens of other small and medium-sized islands, inhabited by immortal masters and mortals."

"Our people here are actually the same as the customs in other sea areas. On each island, there will be an immortal master with the highest magic power as the island owner, responsible for guarding the island. If other immortal masters are willing to settle on the island and hold certain positions, then The island owner distributes a certain amount of spiritual stones for cultivation every year. But from now on, they must obey the island owner’s instructions. Of course, if you want to live on the island but do not want to take up a position on the island, not only will there be no supply of spiritual stones, but every year You have to pay a certain amount of spiritual stones to the island owner, so you can stay on the island."

Having said this, Wang Changqing paused, with a look of envy on his face, as if he yearned for the immortal cultivator.