A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

"I didn't expect that Miss Yuan, whom I haven't seen for more than a hundred years, would actually enter the elixir formation stage. What a joy and congratulation!" Just when the black-robed beauty was extremely annoyed at being looked at, Han Li stopped smiling and said seriously. .

"What Miss Yuan? You got the wrong person, my surname is Ruan." The woman in black robe's look of embarrassment was immediately thrown away when Han Li just called her "Miss Yuan", and instead she denied it with a panicked look on her face.

This situation was beyond Han Li's expectation, and he couldn't help but stare at the woman's twinkling beautiful eyes.

At this time, the beautiful woman's face turned pale, and she placed one hand on the storage bag beside her. Her eyes were wide open, and her hostility was clearly revealed.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense!

And all of this stems from Han Li's extremely ordinary call of "Miss Yuan" just now.

Han Li was still smiling, but he was really confused.

As for the Purple Spirit Fairy, the situation in front of her was even more unexpected.

She almost didn't need to think about it, and naturally took a half step closer to Han Li, making her attitude clear.

Regardless of the strength or the familiarity between the two parties, Han Li was her natural choice.

"It seems that there is some misunderstanding here! Fellow Daoist Yuan must not remember me either. After all, it was just a one-time relationship with Fellow Daoist Yuan. And it was many years ago." Han Li's expression did not change, and he spoke slowly. said.

"More than a hundred years ago? A one-time relationship?"

After hearing this, the expression of the beauty in black robe softened slightly, but her beautiful eyes still showed a sense of vigilance, and then there was a hint of doubt.

The atmosphere relaxed a lot!

However, after the black-robed beauty stared at Han Li for a while, she still said with suspicion:

"I see that your Excellency is still very unfamiliar. I really can't remember where I have met fellow Taoist. Could it be that fellow Taoist is deliberately deceiving me?" After saying this, the cold light flowed in the woman's eyes, and there was a hint of hostility.

Han Li was dumbfounded.

"Ms. Yuan, did you go to the Tiandu Street market on Kuixing Island more than a hundred years ago?" He stopped talking in circles with this woman and asked directly.

"Tiandu Street on Kuixing Island? I have indeed been there several times. Did you see me there?" The woman in black robe was stunned for a moment, then nodded after thinking about it. Then his eyes moved around Han Li's face, revealing a thoughtful expression.

At this moment, she seemed to remember something.

"Yes, you were with another fellow Taoist Yan at that time. You happened to meet Master Qu and me outside Fangshi." When he said Qu Hun, Han Li glanced at Fairy Zi Ling with a nonchalant look on his face. . This woman knew that Quhun was her clone.

Sure enough, Fairy Zi Ling showed a half-smile on her face when she heard that Han Li called Qu Hun his uncle.

Although she didn't know the situation at that time, she could guess that Han Li must have played a double act at that time. I couldn't help but feel a little funny!

However, she certainly wouldn't say this without reason.

When it comes to Quhun, Fairy Ziling has already been surprised. Why didn't Han Li bring this clone with him? This is a big help!

"What Taoist friend said seems familiar to me again. Could it be that you are the other person standing at the entrance of Tiandu Street with Senior Qu who is in the late stage of foundation building?" The woman in black robe blinked her beautiful eyes. After a few blinks, he suddenly said with enlightenment.

Then an incredible look appeared on his face.

Han Li smiled bitterly!

"Miss Yuan finally remembered it. It seems that Han's impression on fellow Taoists at that time was really average!" Han Li said with a laugh.

Upon hearing what Han Li said, the woman in black robe blushed heavily, but because she recognized that Han Li was not who she thought, she relaxed completely and said with some embarrassment:

"Don't be surprised, Fellow Daoist Han! It's just that Fellow Daoist was really..." At this point, the woman felt a little embarrassed to continue talking.

But Han Li laughed and said:

"Isn't it that Han's cultivation and appearance are too ordinary to be noticed by the two girls?" Han Li said this with a calm expression, without any sign of displeasure.

"You made Fellow Daoist Han laugh!" Seeing Han Li's expression, the black-robed woman felt relieved.

After all, Han Li has quite a lot of magical power now, and she is a little afraid that the other person is still brooding about what happened that day.

Now that the magic weapon's vitality has been greatly reduced, she is even more unwilling to offend Han Li easily.

After thinking about it this way, she said with a sweet smile.

"I also want to congratulate fellow Taoist! I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years. Haven't you also cultivated from the Qi refining stage to the elixir forming stage? Your magic power is so profound that you can even get rid of evil ghosts at the Ghost King level like this!"

After hearing this woman's slightly friendly words, Han Li shook his head inwardly.

When he reached the Qi Refining Stage and reached the Dan Formation Stage, he had already established the foundation of his cultivation. If he hadn't practiced the "Three Turns of Chongyuan Gong", it would have been impossible to reach the pill-forming stage.

This woman, on the other hand, has truly cultivated from the Qi Refining stage to her current state.

When he recognized the identity of the woman in black robe at a glance, he was really surprised!

Either this woman's qualifications are far beyond ordinary people, or she has had some other adventure in the past hundred years or so! Otherwise, ordinary monks would never be able to practice so fast. Han Li couldn't help but secretly guess.

Although he looked at the other party carefully just now, he was both a monk in the early stage of pill formation, so he could not see the condition of the other party's spiritual roots, and was blocked by the mana in the other party's body.

Han Li smiled slightly and was about to say something else when the Purple Spirit Fairy beside him said with a slight frown:

"Two fellow Taoists, let's get on the road first! This is not a place to stay for a long time. If any powerful ghosts appear, we will be in trouble."

After hearing this, Han Li agreed with a dumb smile.

The black-robed woman Yuan Yao didn't even have any objections.

The three of them immediately found their direction, separated from Guiwu and left.

…

This is a garden-like place. Not only are there acres of exotic flowers and plants that cannot be named, but there are also seven or eight exquisitely carved jade pavilions, with twenty or thirty people standing or sitting inside. monk.

Most of these monks were either pale or stained with blood. They all seemed to have fought hard to get here, but at the same time, their faces could not hide the excitement. There were even some monks who gathered together and whispered something.

Jiyin Patriarch, Wan Tianming and other Nascent Soul stage monks are also here, but they are in two jade pavilions, closing their eyes and recuperating.

And the two white-clothed elders of the Star Palace, whether intentionally or unintentionally, sat cross-legged with expressionless expressions on a certain open space between the two groups, as silent as stone sculptures.

The area more than a hundred feet away around the garden was filled with billowing pitch-black ghost mist. The water surrounding this large area was blocked, making people feel as if they were in two different worlds.

Suddenly, the ghost mist in one area parted automatically, and a male cultivator walked out calmly.

This male cultivator is young, has a handsome face, and is wearing a green robe.

The most surprising thing is that there is nothing strange about this person, and his expression is extremely calm. It seems that he has not experienced any struggle at all and has arrived here.

This strange situation immediately aroused the consternation of the nearby monks, and the eyes looking at this person also contained some complicated meanings.

At this time, Patriarch Jiyin's closed eyes suddenly opened, but after taking a look at the male cultivator, his disappointed look flashed away, and he closed his eyelids again.

He doesn't seem to care about this male cultivator at all!

When the male cultivator saw Ji Yin Patriarch, a trace of resentment flashed across his face inadvertently, but he quickly returned to normal and strode in.

He did not go into the pavilion to sit with others. Instead, he found a remote corner and stood there with his hands behind his back while looking at the other monks coldly.

Han Li was not seen. The man's delicate face slightly raised his eyebrows, but then his expression became expressionless.

But at this moment, without anyone else knowing, a rich male voice suddenly came from the young monk's mind.

"Why, isn't your helper here? Could it be that he was devoured by other ghosts? Hehe! It seems that the person you are looking for is not very good either?" the voice said lazily.

"Shut up! Don't talk casually in my body. You must know that there are a lot of Nascent Soul Stage monks here. What if there are one or two with super strong spiritual consciousness, and they may be sensed as soon as you make a sound?" The young man The monk was secretly annoyed and spoke harshly with his spiritual consciousness.