A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Han Li glanced around, but there happened to be no one there, so he patted the spirit beast bag with one hand without any hesitation. A three-color gold-eating insect flew out of the bag silently, and then after he reluctantly Under the command of mobilizing the last trace of spiritual thought, the insect shot towards the stone house with a "whoosh" sound.

Then, the insect squeezed in through a crack in the stone door.

The room was quiet, not a sound at all.

Seeing this scene, Han Li sneered in his heart and walked towards his residence without looking back.

Just as Han Li turned a corner, a scream suddenly came from the residence of the middle-aged man named Feng.

Han Li pursed his lips and continued walking back expressionlessly. However, there was already a buzz of people in the distance.

Since he had a grudge with the middle-aged man named Feng, he naturally wanted to solve this trouble neatly while his magic power and spiritual consciousness were still there.

Otherwise, being remembered by this person would always make him feel a little uneasy.

Before he even returned to the house, the little bit of mana brought by the psychic energy was completely dissipated, and at the same time, his spiritual consciousness could not leave his body.

Han Li shook his head slightly, looked at his residence not far away, and strode away.

Entering the house, Mei Ning lay sideways on the stone bed, breathing gently and regularly, and fell asleep at some point.

Han Li was startled for a moment, then looked at her sweet and intoxicating sleeping face, remembering the scene when they kissed not long ago, and his heart felt slightly warm. But when he saw the woman curling up slightly with a chill, he hesitated for a moment, picked up a larger piece of monster animal skin from the pile of things on the table, and covered the woman's body.

The woman seemed to feel the warmth, her slightly wrinkled eyebrows stretched out, and then she subconsciously rolled the animal skin around her body, still sleeping soundly.

When Han Li saw this situation, he couldn't help but laugh.

No wonder. Although this woman's physique is far better than that of ordinary people, she is still a female. The previous struggles had left her extremely exhausted physically and mentally.

As a result, while waiting for Han Li, she unconsciously felt tired and fell into a deep sleep.

After Han Li smiled, he did not wake the other party up, but looked at the pile of materials on the table, with a strange look in his eyes.

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After an unknown amount of time, Mei Ning slowly woke up. As a result, before I even opened my beautiful eyes, I heard a faint voice in my ears.

"If Fellow Daoist Mei wakes up, get up. We haven't had an easy two days, and we still have some preparations to make."

As soon as she heard the words clearly, the woman's face turned red and she sat up, and the monster skin on her body naturally slipped off.

This made the woman stunned for a moment, and then her bright eyes stared blankly at the place where the voice came from, with a complicated expression on her face.

Han Li was sitting on the chair opposite, arranging a large piece of monster skin. When he saw the woman waking up, he smiled at her.

"I don't know if Miss Mei is proficient in the art of female red. I have some high-level fire-attributed animal skins here. If possible, it would be best to make them into several leather coats and wear them. In this way, for those The dark wind is also quite effective in resisting."

"I can give it a try, but I'll need some sewing and thread."

Seeing that Han Li didn't mention anything about yesterday's kiss, Mei Ning retreated slightly from embarrassment, but for some reason, she still felt a trace of unspeakable loss in her heart. But on the surface, she just replied with a slight blush on her face:

"These animal skins are relatively hard, and only the flying needle magic weapon can barely penetrate them. Then we can use these thinner animal tendons to make some sutures. After all, we are just to resist the evil wind, so we can't pay much attention to it." Han Li said He raised his hand, pulled out a long blue needle from the table, and handed it over, as if he had been prepared for it.

This needle is a top-level flying needle instrument, extremely sharp. Even Han Li himself had forgotten that he got it from the unlucky monk who died at his hands. Now I just thought they could be used, so I took them out of the storage bag together.

"I will try my best." Mei Ning bit her red lips and said in a low voice.

Han Li nodded, and just when he was about to say something, there were footsteps outside the door, followed by an old voice.

"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Han is here?"

"Who?" Han Li was slightly startled and asked strangely.

But then I felt that the voice sounded familiar. After thinking about it for a moment, I realized that it was the voice of the old man with a long beard, and I was even more surprised.

"Haha, fellow Taoist, I had a great chat with you on the stone platform yesterday!" Hearty laughter came from outside, and it turned out to be the monk who called himself Wu Longhai.

After the other party said this, Han Li would naturally not stay behind closed doors. He was also a little curious about the other party's sudden purpose of coming here, so he stood up and took a few steps over, opening the door of the room.

As expected, the smiling old man with a long beard stood outside the house, and behind him were two other old men, one with a red face and a white beard, and the other with a sinister hunchback.

"You three, please come in!" Han Li generously let them in without asking the other party's purpose of coming.

"This is Fellow Taoist Mei!" When the three of them saw Mei Ning in the room, they looked a little surprised, but then they looked like normal and saluted.

Mei Ning returned the gift and stood next to Han Li without saying anything, as if Han Li was the main one. The three old men looked at each other thoughtfully.

After the three people sat down on the chairs, Han Li glanced at the other two and asked slowly:

"These two are also..."

"Fellow Taoist Han's guess is correct. These two are fellow Taoists from the Great Jin Kingdom, a Taoist Yun from Tianfu Sect, and a Taoist Jin from Sihai Zhenyuan." The old man with a long beard introduced.

Han Li nodded, and the two men looked at Han Li carefully and looked at each other with the same polite smiles.

"Three fellow Taoists, are we here together? Do you have anything important to do?" Han Li asked calmly.

After hearing Han Li's words, the three people looked at each other subconsciously. After a while, the old man with a long beard coughed dryly and said meaningfully:

"Do you know, fellow Daoist Han, that Elder Feng, who specializes in teaching martial arts in this village, was suddenly bitten to death by an unknown strange insect yesterday. I heard that the strange insect suddenly bit his throat while he was sleeping, and his death was extremely miserable."

"Oh! There is such a thing. I wonder what kind of strange insect it is, but it is so powerful!" Han Li said calmly without changing his expression. The three people on the other side were muttering in their hearts, unable to tell whether they really had anything to do with Han Li.

"This is not very clear, because when others heard the sound and passed by, Elder Feng had already died. Only a few villagers saw a flying insect flying out of his wound. Although he hit the insect a few times with a weapon, this The insect was extremely hard and flew away without any damage. Because it was covered in blood, no one could clearly see what the insect looked like." The old man with a long beard asked Han Li slowly without blinking an eye. The other two people looked at Han Li with solemn expressions and said nothing.

"Why, do you think the three of you are doing it? Come here to ask questions." Han Li's expression remained unchanged, he leaned back and said lazily.

"How could it be! The three of us absolutely believe that fellow Taoist Han did not do this. Even if it was really done by fellow Taoist Han, the three of us would not be happy. That mortal named Feng relied on some martial arts and has always been disrespectful to me and others. He is dead Just right." The old man's face changed slightly and he laughed.

After hearing this, Han Li narrowed his eyes slightly and watched as they didn't say anything immediately.

The old man with a long beard rolled his eyes slightly and said tentatively:

"But we heard from people that Elder Feng seemed to have gone to Taoist Fellow's house yesterday, and then came out dejected. And when we checked the man's body today, we found that his arm had been broken. It seems that Brother Han Although my magic power has been lost, I still have powerful methods!"

Hearing what the other party said, Han Li raised his eyebrows.

It seems that these few people still have some influence in the village. They even know something about the fact that the middle-aged man named Feng entered his house yesterday and was frustrated.

"Is it possible that the three fellow Taoists came here just for this matter? If there is something, you might as well say it clearly. I have no interest in beating around the bush." ​​Han Li was silent for a while, and his voice became colder.

"This..." The long-bearded old man and others couldn't help but look at each other with hesitation when they heard Han Li speak so frankly.

"Since you don't want to talk about it, Han won't force it. Some fellow Taoists, please come back." Han Li didn't want to get entangled anymore, and said again with an impatient look on his face.

Perhaps Han Li's words finally made the other party make a choice, so the hunched and gloomy old man suddenly spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Han, I wonder if you are interested in ruling this village with us."

"What do you mean?" Han Li frowned upon hearing this, but in fact, he had vaguely guessed what the other party meant.

"Since we are all monks, I will tell you the truth. I believe that fellow Taoists have also met several elders in the village. Except for the great elder who came earlier than us and can control the power in the village. The other monks However, our status in the village is exactly the same as that of ordinary people. We are also hungry and well-fed, and we are even allowed to venture out to hunt Yin beasts. On the contrary, the only Yin beast crystal that we can rely on to cast spells is in our hands. In the hands of a mortal. This is just like guarding against thieves. Be wary of us. It is simply a great shame and humiliation for us. In this case, we monks and others simply unite and take complete control of the village. I wonder what you think, fellow Taoist Han?" Chang Xu said. Seeing that his companion had already revealed some information, the old man simply revealed his true intention without any further concealment.