A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

"Thank you, Your Majesty, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Han Li said a few polite words, and was let into the stone house by Marquis Nanlong.

Han was startled by the situation inside the house. It was so empty. How could there be anyone there?

But with a sweep of his consciousness, he discovered the forbidden fluctuations in the room.

At the same time, Marquis Nanlong also noticed Han Li's actions. He smiled slightly and said:

"Of course I can't hide this little trick from fellow Taoist. Fellow Daoist Han, please follow me!"

Marquis Nanlong said as he casually drew a spell, and a piece of golden cloud shot out from his sleeve.

After the golden clouds passed, an inconspicuous piece of ground in the house suddenly flashed with white light, the illusion disappeared, and a dark stone step suddenly appeared.

Marquis Nanlong walked away without saying a word. After Han Li frowned slightly, he followed without hesitation.

The stone steps are very short, and almost as soon as you step forward, you will appear in a small underground hall. The soft white light of a few moonstones illuminates the place dimly and brightly, but it is not very clear.

There were seven or eight monks inside, six of whom were sitting. Among them, a man and a woman stood side by side, as if they were together.

When these people saw Marquis Nanlong and Han Li coming in, they glanced over at the same time.

"It's you!"

When the standing man saw Han Li's face, his expression changed drastically and he cried out.

It sounded like he recognized Han Li.

Han Li was stunned when he heard this, his eyes flashed, and his eyes fell on the face of this man in the late stage of pill formation.

The result was an impressive silver mask. Seeing this, Han Li was stunned for a moment, and then a trace of sarcasm appeared on his lips.

This man turned out to be the desperate young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect who chased him back then. He wore the same silver mask and the same person under the mask. His eyes lacked the arrogance of the young man back then, but there was more vicissitudes of life and a hint of shock and anger. color.

"I didn't expect to see old friends here. It really surprised Han!"

"How is that possible? You...you condensed into Nascent Soul?"

The young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect's voice was a little hoarse compared to before, but anyone could hear the fear in his words.

"What's going on? Do you know this fellow Taoist?" A man in black robe sitting in front of Wang Chan suddenly asked coldly.

"Second uncle, this person is the Huang Maple Valley monk named Han whom I told you about. It was him back then..."

"Needless to say. Fellow Daoist Han is already a monk at the Nascent Soul stage, how can he still be as familiar as a junior like you." This middle-aged man in a black shirt with an elegant face flashed a look of surprise on his face, but after frowning , interrupted without hesitation.

Then the man smiled gently at Han Li and said pleasantly:

"I am King Tiangu of the Ghost Spirit Sect. What happened back then, my nephew did not know how high the world is, so he offended me for many reasons. But for my sake, I hope fellow Taoist will not care about this matter anymore."

Judging from this man's tone, he seemed to know a thing or two about Han Li's affairs.

"It was just a trivial matter between me and fellow Daoist Wang. How could Han still hold a grudge after so many years? Your Excellency filtered it out!" Han Li glanced at the man in black robes and chuckled, as if he really wanted to forget about it. But Han Li secretly sneered.

Back then, the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect almost killed him time and time again, and was even forced to take the risk of teleporting away from Tiannan. How can one give up this hatred so easily?

If it weren't for the numerous Nascent Soul cultivators in front of us, and the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect was also here. He would definitely take the other person's life right away.

But for now, we can only take a look at what characters the other people are. Are there any demonic people?

Otherwise, Qiu did not report, but was destroyed by the other party's joint forces.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Han was originally from Yellow Maple Valley. I thought Fellow Daoist was originally a monk in the Luoyun Sect. However, it would be great if Fellow Daoist can give up the past grudges. After all, I invited you here, and I don't want to see Something unpleasant happened." At this time, Marquis Nanlong intervened at the right time.

Wang Tiangu smiled slightly when he heard this. With such a deep scheming person, he would not easily believe what Han Li said.

So, he nodded seemingly casually and said:

"My Taoist friend is so broad-minded, Wang admires me. But don't worry, Taoist friend Han. I will severely punish my nephew after I go back. But Taoist friend actually cultivated from the foundation building stage to the Nascent Soul stage in just two hundred years." . It’s really unbelievable. In a few hundred years, it will not be impossible for Taoist friends to reach the late stage of Nascent Soul. We and other people with dull qualifications will be far behind!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of other monks, including Nanlong Hou, all changed.

Han Li secretly screamed that something was wrong, and in his heart he hated this Ghost Spirit Sect monk until his teeth started to itch.

It was obvious that he was praising himself, but as soon as he said these words, he was put in the spotlight.

"Is Fellow Taoist less than three hundred years old this year?" After a moment of silence, a dark-skinned man sitting in the corner asked strangely.

"Prince Wang is joking. I have just given birth to a baby, so how can I expect things like the Nascent Soul stage that will happen hundreds of years later?" Han Li replied in an understated manner, looking at the people in the room one by one.

Only then did he realize that in addition to Wang Chan, the beautiful young woman next to him was also in the late stage of pill formation, and she was standing side by side with Wang Chan behind Wang Tiangu's body.

Judging from the calm and unhurried look of this woman, she is not like an ordinary female cultivator.

It is said that the Yan family, the largest family in the Yue Kingdom at that time, immediately joined the Ghost Spirit Sect as soon as they sneaked out of the Yue Kingdom and married the family's daughter Yan Ruyan with Tianlinggen to Wang Chan.

Could it be that this woman is not successful? Han Li couldn't help but think.

As for the other six people, they were all Nascent Soul stage monks, and even an old man in a white shirt without a beard was still at the same mid-Nascent Soul stage as Nanlong Hou.

Han Li took another look at this person, but when he met the old man's gaze, he suddenly shivered. The other man's glance was so cold that it seemed to pierce his heart and lungs. Han Li was shocked. But on the surface, he tilted his head calmly and avoided his gaze seemingly casually.

When the old man saw this, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

At this moment, Marquis Nanlong greeted Han Li to sit down with a normal expression.

Han Li found an empty chair without any courtesy and sat down calmly. Then he glanced at Wang Chan, whose eyes were flickering, with a half-smile.

The young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, although he was frightened because of Wang Tiangu here, he has now regained his composure. But the look he looked at Han Li naturally contained unspeakable fear.

The enemy who had the same cultivation level as him at that time actually jumped into the sky and condensed into Nascent Soul. This really frightened him and made him extremely jealous. Yan Ruyan, on the other hand, glanced at Han Li a few more times, her eyes clear and bright, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her heart.

When Han Li saw this scene, he sneered and stopped paying attention to the two of them.

Nanlong Hou, as the initiator, stood in the middle with an upright expression and said in a deep voice:

"Some of these fellow Taoists are righteous monks, some are from demonic sects, and some are solitary cultivators. But one thing is the same for all of them. That is, their spiritual consciousness is extremely powerful. This is also the reason why I will invite several fellow Taoists to gather here. Some of them already know the general outline of the matter, but most of the fellow Taoists have not yet understood it. So I will explain the matter in detail again. Then everyone will Decide whether to participate in this matter. If you are unwilling, I will never force you."

When Han Li heard this, he perked up and knew that the topic was coming.

"Hey! Forget about the others. The two juniors from the Ghost Spirit Sect will also be here. What does this mean? Don't tell me, the consciousness of these two people can also be compared with mine." Sitting in the black robe A cold-faced monk opposite him said suddenly without any warning. While speaking, he stared at Wang Tiangu with unkind eyes, as if he was entangled with him.

When Han Li saw this, his heart moved.

"Fellow Daoist You, you may have misjudged this time. Although the two of them are not very high in cultivation, they are proficient in secret techniques. Together they can combine their spiritual consciousness into one. In a short period of time, their spiritual consciousness is not weaker than mine." Waiting. You know, it’s really hard to find monks with strong spiritual consciousness like me. Several Taoist friends have either practiced some skills, or are born with extraordinary spiritual consciousness, and some have treasures that can strengthen their spiritual consciousness. . Otherwise, I would be a person who does useless things." Nanlong Hou seemed to have expected it and said confidently.

"In this case, even if You didn't say what you just said!" the cold-faced monk said expressionlessly.

The other monks didn't have any objections. They looked at Nanlong Hou and were ready to listen to what he said next.

"The purpose of calling everyone here this time is actually to ask you to follow me on a trip to Mulan Grassland." Nanlong Marquis slowly scanned everyone before saying slowly.

"Mulan Grassland?"

As soon as Marquis Nanlong spoke, most of the monks present were shocked.

When Han Li heard this, his expression also changed drastically.