A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

However, when Han Li put away the two slightly deformed bronze daggers, he vaguely felt that he glanced at them twice, but then he looked back with good concealment.

Although this move was extremely secretive, Han Li was still shocked.

I'm afraid it's a good thing to know these two short swords. It's just that the Jiyin Patriarch still wants to get the treasure by himself, so naturally he won't force it from him now because of a small loss.

But in this way, this extremely sinister man may have one more reason to attack him.

Thinking of this, a wry smile appeared on Han Li's lowered face. But when he raised his head again, his expression was as normal as before.

In this way, when the three Nascent Soul stage monks took action together, although the puppets and restrictions on this level were more powerful, everyone still passed through this level unscathed.

Then it was teleported to the third floor.

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Half a day later, somewhere on the fifth floor of the giant tower, three people were discussing something in a low voice. It was Wan Tianming and his group of righteous monks.

Not far in front of them, there was a huge existence, a majestic and tall stone platform.

This high platform is more than a hundred feet long and wide, and about thirty feet high. Directly ahead there are hundreds of stone steps leading directly to the top of the platform.

The entire high platform is made of a seemingly ordinary gray rock, and the outside is covered by a white mask including the steps.

But the strange thing is that the light mask is full of blue light, and the closer it is to the center of the high platform, the brighter the light. The bright light is constantly flowing, making it impossible to look directly, and it is difficult to see what is wrong there.

Thick frost has condensed on the edge of the stone platform. The ice is crystal clear under the reflection, making the high platform extremely beautiful.

"How's it going? Have you almost recovered your mana? If possible, let's start taking action! Although we borrowed the 'Creation Instrument' of Tianjimen this time to avoid the puppet guards in advance, we don't have too much time. After all, Man Beard's Demonic Power to the Sky is extremely sharp against those puppets. At most, they have to spend more effort on the fourth level. Everything else will not delay for too long." Wan Tianming said solemnly in front of the stage.

"That's what Brother Wan said, let's go get the treasure." The old Taoist Tian Wuzi on the opposite side agreed very much, with some excitement in his eyes.

The dark, skinny old man who looked like an old farmer nodded silently and said nothing.

Wan Tianming didn't care when he saw this. He knew that although the dark and thin old man was taciturn, the "Jade Pill Technique" he practiced had great magical powers, and his real strength was even higher than that of Wu Zi that day.

It's just that although this person comes from a righteous background, he has always practiced hard behind closed doors and seldom communicated with others, which is why he has developed such an indifferent look.

After Wan Tianming smiled slightly, he led the two of them towards the light mask.

A thick purple gas flashed away, and the white light mask made a crisp sound. Wan Tianming opened a large mouth about ten feet high with a sleeve, and several people took advantage of this opportunity to file in.

Soon, Wan Tianming and others disappeared in the blue light on the high platform.

The place where the mask was broken returned to its original state, and the steps became quiet again.

An unknown amount of time passed, and Wan Tianming and others who entered the mask never came out, but a bearded and extremely sinister figure appeared under the high platform.

Han Li Xuan Gu and others also followed them obediently.

"We finally arrived at this damn place. The golden-haired puppet on the fourth floor is really amazing. If the three of us hadn't used our special skills together, I'm afraid we would have been entangled for a while longer." The old man in Confucian shirt looked at the thing in front of him. Gaotai said with a little sparkle in his eyes.

"Hmph, that puppet is fine. But the restriction we met on the third floor was a bit difficult to break, which took us so long. Otherwise, we should have arrived earlier." Jiyin Patriarch said with a gloomy face. He seemed a little depressed.

"We're all here, why are you still talking nonsense? Let's first see if Wan Tianming and the others have gone in to retrieve the treasure." Manbeard frowned and said carelessly, with a look of impatience on his face.

After hearing this, Ji Yin showed a hint of displeasure and stopped talking.

But the old man in Confucian shirt smiled as usual:

"Brother Man, don't worry. According to my and Brother Wu's secret detection, Wan Tianming and the others did go in a few hours ago. They haven't come out yet. We can just wait here. Because this step is also the only way to get in and out of this cold place. Litai’s place.”

"The only one! Is it true or not? Don't sneak away from other places, right guys, we are still waiting here!" Manbeard glanced sideways at the old man, as if he didn't believe it.

"Hehe! There is absolutely no problem with this! This white light shield is not an ordinary shield. It is the 'Tiangang shield' prohibition that was also famous in ancient times. Except for the specially opened exit at the steps, there is absolutely no way to do it elsewhere. We passed in a short time. Let's take a rest here first, and then go in to see the situation." The old man said calmly while twirling his beard.

"Yeah! That's fine." After hearing this, Manbeard nodded lightly and sat down cross-legged on the nearby steps.

Ji Yin and the old man in Confucian shirts got together and started talking in low voices.

Han Li saw all this in his eyes and sneered in his heart, but his face didn't show any emotion at all.

Although these demonic old monsters have good ideas, Wan Tianming is also a very scheming person at first glance. If they don't go in now, they might just be following the wishes of the righteous people.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked around. But they found that Xuan Gu was alone under the high platform not far away, looking at the white light shield, seeming to be thinking about something.

Han Li's expression changed. This was a good opportunity to discuss things with him again.

But then he thought about it, this old devil was now related to the bearded man, and his value to him had been reduced a lot. Most likely, this person, like the Jiyin Patriarch, is also planning on obtaining the treasure with his blood jade spider.

Otherwise, why would the opportunity to kill Ji Yin be chosen after collecting the treasure?

Now that he takes the initiative to come to the door, he will only let the other party see his guilty conscience. The situation can only get worse.

It seems that the way out is to rely on your own planning!

After thinking about it like this, Han Li couldn't help but feel cold as he looked at Xuan Gu. However, Xuan Gu noticed it and looked back, just in time to see Han Li.

Han Li cursed inwardly, immediately put on a calm expression, and walked to the other side as if nothing had happened.

Xuan Gu stared at Han Li's back closely, a look of confusion flashed across his face.

At this time, Han Li surrounded the huge stone platform and slowly turned around outside the light barrier.

Ji Yin and the others knew that there was no way he could run away alone in the early stage of pill formation on these five levels, so they felt relieved. Let Han Li move around freely.

After a while, Han Li slipped behind the high platform alone. Corresponding to the light mask here is a tall bluestone wall.

There are some pictures of monsters from ancient times and some runes carved on the walls. There is nothing unusual about them.

Han Li had seen walls like this many times in the inner hall and knew that there were profound restrictions on them.

If you want to break through the wall of the cave, even Jiyin and other Nascent Soul stage monks cannot do it.

In this way, even if Han Lim knew that behind the wall was probably outside the inner hall, there was nothing he could do.

Han Li cursed in his heart the ancient monks who made the inner hall as strong as a tortoise shell. He slapped his hands on the stone wall in frustration, then turned around and wanted to go back.

There was a muffled sound, and Han Li's back, which had already taken three or four steps, suddenly froze.

He turned around slowly, with a look of disbelief on his face.

If an ordinary monk had heard the voice just now, he might not have cared at all and left long ago. After all, this voice sounds normal.

But Han Li was a member of a Jianghu gang, and he had studied a lot of things like secret rooms in agencies in his early years.

As soon as he heard the sound just now, he could tell that the bluestone was not a solid thing.

Han Li couldn't believe it.

In this kind of ancient monk's place where there are profound restrictions everywhere, there are actually things like mezzanine. Han Li really doubted his own judgment.

Of course, Han Li wouldn't really just walk away.

He just pondered for a moment and immediately walked back to the wall with deft steps.

He stretched out two fingers and tapped them one by one near the bluestones he had just clapped.

As a result, when his fingers clicked on the third bluestone, Han Li's heart moved and his eyes fell on this bluestone.

The blood-red eyes of a winged monster are carved here.

Although the pattern of this beast cannot be said to be exquisitely crafted, it is lifelike and vividly reveals the beast's violent and bloodthirsty madness.

Han Li just took a cursory look at the pattern of the beast and tapped the bluestone a few more times.

He was finally pleasantly surprised and confirmed that the bluestone was indeed a hollow interlayer, and there seemed to be something hidden inside.