A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

There was an uproar outside the mask, and there were many people who were stunned.

Even the bald man serving as the referee looked at the young man with a strange look on his face, and then announced loudly:

"Han Li, the Luoyun Sect, wins!"

Han Li bowed to the big man without changing his expression, and then walked out of the mask calmly.

Then two disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect rushed into the venue, carried the unconscious Yao Feng out, and then tried to revive him.

At this time, the short old man outside the court had his eyes wide open in disbelief and his expression was extremely ugly.

Although he knew that there must be something weird in the fact that this disciple of the other party could participate in the conference with such a low level of cultivation. But he never expected that the other party would actually use talismans as a means of attack, and the disciple he had high hopes for was defeated by the other party in a single meeting. This made him, who had just made fun of the old man in red shirt, find it hard to change his face.

For a moment, an embarrassed look appeared on this person's face. He was full of depression, but he couldn't say anything.

"Haha! Brother Duan, this disciple of yours is really interesting. He actually used a talisman containing dozens of spirit stones in one shot. Although it is a bit cunning, it is really a lot of hard work to be able to activate so many fire bullet talismans at the same time. , it is difficult for ordinary disciples to be so skilled." The old man surnamed Fu said with a dumb smile after watching Han Li's competition in the mask.

"Nothing! Our disciple is a talisman maker himself, so it is normal to use talismans to attack. Of course, he is willing to use so many talismans at one time, and Duan is a little surprised." The old man in red shirt saw the ancient sword sect. Jiang Yun's deflated expression made him feel naturally relieved, but he wrote in an understatement that was either true or false.

"Hmph! It's just that there are more talismans. Now everyone else knows this method. Your disciple will definitely not be able to pass the following competition." Jiang Yun still muttered angrily.

"Really?" The old man in red shirt chuckled and said nothing more.

"However, this disciple of Guizong's rushing movement is similar to the world's light body technique. Otherwise, it would not have been possible to catch Master Nephew Yao off guard so quickly." The scholar in green robe took a look and returned to the Luoyun Sect queue. Han Li, who was in the middle, nodded without any concern.

"Fellow Daoist Bai has also seen it! This disciple of our sect used to be a casual cultivator, and what he learned is a bit mixed, which makes your family laugh!" The old man in red shirt showed a look of surprise.

"It's nothing. I have had some interest in martial arts in the secular world before and have studied a little. Although this kind of mortal martial arts has no effect on high-level monks, if the disciples in the Qi refining stage can use it skillfully, It can still add three points of strength. Moreover, this disciple of Guizong is so skilled, as if he has experienced a lot of actual combat. The defeat of this disciple is not unjust." The Confucian scholar said with a smile.

While these three factions were talking calmly, the referee on the field had been replaced by an old man in gray from Luoyun Sect. He said expressionlessly:

"The second match is between Ruan Tianci of Baiqiao Academy and Zhou Xu of Ancient Sword Academy."

As these words came out, two more young men stood out from Baiqiaoyuan and Gujianmen respectively. After saluting each other and holding fists, when the old man said "start", they each made secrets and released their magic weapons to fight together.

The alchemy monks from the three sects immediately put the previous competition aside and concentrated on this competition.

I don't know if it was influenced by Han Li's previous battle, but the two disciples obviously played much more conservatively, which made people outside the field look a little bored.

In the end, it was the sword cultivating disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect who were more skilled and used their swords to break through the opponent's magic weapon protection and returned home victorious.

In the next game, it is the turn of Luoyun Sect and Baiqiaoyuan to compete...

In this way, the first round of competition took two full days to go through.

Among them, the sword cultivator strength of the Ancient Sword Sect is really not something to be boasted about.

Except for Han Li and a few others, the other two disciples who encountered the Ancient Sword Sect were obviously at a disadvantage and lost one after another.

The emergence of this situation finally made the monk surnamed Jiang smile happily again, and he felt like he was sulking.

Fortunately, several Danjie monks from Baiqiaoyuan and the red-shirted old man from Luoyun Sect had already expected this, so although they felt that they were not very good-looking, they could finally keep it under wraps and pretended not to mind. Judging from his demeanor, he seems to be far superior to the short old man.

In the second round of the competition, Han Li's opponent was a heroic female cultivator in the Qi refining stage from Baiqiaoyuan.

This woman had seen Han Li's previous competition, and after taking action, she released the flying magic weapon and flew into the air.

When she thought about it, in this way, she could move forward and retreat freely to avoid Han Li's talisman attack. Moreover, she was quite afraid of Han Li's fast movement.

When Han Li saw this situation, he sighed lightly and threw the Fire Bullet Talisman again without saying anything.

As a result, when the woman triumphantly tried to avoid these fireballs, Han Li made a seal with both hands, and the many fireballs flashed red on the way, turning into dozens of fist-sized flaming birds, circling and flying.

The female cultivator from Baiqiaoyuan was shocked when she saw this scene. When she tried to use the magic weapon to protect her body, Han Li gave her no chance at all. When she pretended to read the mantra, it was just a movement of her mind. Suddenly all the firebirds flew near the female nun, and immediately crashed into her from all directions.

Although the female disciple hurriedly borrowed a talisman to release a layer of water attribute shield, it could not withstand such a violent attack, and within a moment, the shield shattered.

The woman had no choice but to admit defeat immediately.

After this battle, the other two disciples who thought that Han Li was defeated by relying on the talisman were finally a little moved.

However, some of the foundation-building monks who had powerful magic weapons still clearly disdained the dismissal of an upstart like Han Li. As a result...

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At dusk five days later, in the middle of Yunmeng Mountain, there was an unknown valley standing against the mountain.

This valley is located in a remote place, and has been shrouded in endless mist for many years. It can be said that you can't see your fingers, and it is extremely wet and gray. And in this mist, there are countless poisonous insects such as scorpions and snakes, entrenched in it.

And because the valley is really not big, even if a monk occasionally flies over the valley, it is very easy to ignore it, and no one will drop down to see what is going on.

But on this day, the fog in the valley was even more misty than usual, but deep in the valley, at a pile of rocks that looked chaotic, but actually had a mystery, a white light suddenly flashed, and then two figures Appeared there out of thin air.

One of the two people is wearing gray robes and has a ferocious face, while the other is wearing a green robe and jade belt and has an elegant appearance.

"Isn't this Brother Bai from the Ancient Sword Sect and Fellow Daoist Yu from the Luo Yun Sect! Why, the sword trial meeting is over?" There was no one around the pile of rocks, but a lazy man's voice came out for no reason, Slightly hoarse.

"It turns out that Brother Yue is on duty today! The conference is indeed over. The two of us will come over first to see how the Holy Land Mingqing Lingshui is prepared. If the preparations are complete, let the ten disciples teleport over directly. It saves you a lot. Something is wrong, something unexpected happened." The monk surnamed Bai from the Ancient Sword Sect said with a smile that showed no signs of abnormality.

As for the old man in gray clothes on the side, his face was still expressionless and silent.

"What accident could happen? There are only three pill-forming monks here like you and me, guarding here day and night. In addition, when the time comes, you will come together. Are you afraid that a group of low-level monks will make a big splash? "The man who made the call looked disapproving.

"The tree of spiritual eyes is of great importance, so it's better to be careful and avoid making big mistakes! What's more, the dripping of Mingqing Lingshui into the alcohol liquid must be done in the last step. Once the preparation is completed, the eyes must be washed immediately, otherwise the effect will be lost. It will be greatly reduced! Otherwise, why would we bring these ten disciples here!" said the monk surnamed Bai, shaking his head slightly.

"Okay. The Ming and Qing Spiritual Water has been mixed. When the time comes, let them clean their eyes and leave immediately. There are many restrictions here. They have been transported here and will not know where this place is. "The man smiled and said very confidently.

"Of course it's best! Brother Yu will stay here for the time being. I'll inform other fellow Taoists and ask those disciples to teleport over." The monk surnamed Bai said with a slight nod.

"That's right! Is the winner of this sword test competition still the Ancient Sword Sect?" The man who made the call suddenly remembered something and asked.

"The winner of this competition is our nephew Meng Di from the Ancient Sword Sect. I'm afraid Brother Yue will be a little disappointed." The scholar in green robe said with a slight smile.

"Hmph! It's not surprising that you sword cultivators are stronger than us ordinary monks during the foundation building stage. But after reaching the core formation stage, it's hard to say who is stronger and who is weaker. If I have the chance, I'll bring one to your third senior brother. Well, Yue would like to have another discussion with him." The man's lazy voice showed a trace of dissatisfaction.

After hearing this, the Confucian scholar surnamed Bai was silent for a moment, but then he chuckled and said:

"It seems that Brother Yue is still bitter about his defeat at the hands of Third Senior Brother. However, I am afraid he will disappoint fellow Taoist disciples. Third Senior Brother is now reaching the realm of the late stage of pill formation and has just retired."

(Due to accelerating the progress of the plot, some content has to be deleted and some original content has been re-changed, so this chapter is a bit late. However, we will continue to code the next chapter tonight, no less Ours!)