A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Wang Tiangu and other monks had no objections to the conditions of Nanlong Hou and the other two.

After all, regardless of their cultivation level or their identity as founders, it was normal to get more treasures. They all agreed silently.

In order to avoid long nights and many dreams, everyone immediately agreed not to wait for the end of the trade fair and make preparations for two days before setting off immediately.

Everyone left the place one after another after swearing an oath not to reveal the matter.

However, Han Li looked at the extremely confident appearance of the two Nanlong Hous, and it seemed that they were not afraid of other people's little moves.

Thinking about it, the address and the method of breaking the ban are all in the hands of these two people. With their scheming and magical power, it is really difficult for others to have any evil intentions.

Han Li would agree to this trip because he had his own considerations.

Since he reached the Nascent Soul stage, because there was no suitable pill to take, the progress of Qing Yuan Sword Technique can be described as a snail's pace.

Han Li estimated that if he just practiced hard on his own in the cave, he would not be able to reach the peak of the early Nascent Soul in two to three hundred years. As for whether we can still enter the middle stage of Nascent Soul later, it depends on chance and good luck. Qualifications are not the most important thing.

Because any of the Nascent Soul cultivators who have made it this far are extremely talented.

According to Han Li's original plan, as soon as the trade fair is over, he will practice secret arts in seclusion for more than a hundred years. After all the skills are achieved, he will leave the cave and travel around to find some ancient cultivation sites and heavenly sites. Treasures of materials and land.

Only in this way can we find an opportunity to see if we can enter the next realm in advance.

Now that he had the opportunity to obtain the famous treasure of Fallen Demon Valley, how could Han Li give up.

Maybe, this is his chance!

As for the other people's thoughts, I'm afraid they are not much different from his.

These Yuanying old monsters have been stuck in the early stage for who knows how many years, and they will not let go of any opportunity to break through.

The demon cultivators who perished together in the Falling Demon Valley were no ordinary ancient monks. It was said that they were also top-notch among the ancient monks at that time. The remaining skills or elixirs are naturally no small matter.

Based on this alone, Han Li and the others couldn't help but be tempted.

However, since the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect will also go together, if there is a chance to kill him on the way, Han Li will naturally take action without hesitation.

As long as he is not caught on the spot by Wang Tiangu of the Ghost Spirit Sect. What else could the other party really do to him? You must know that Mo Dao and his current Tiandao Alliance were originally hostile.

Han Li was thinking with murderous intent as he walked towards his residence on a bluestone street.

But he didn't know that in an alley a few streets away from him, Wang Tiangu was walking in front of him unhurriedly. Wang Chan and Yan Ruyan followed closely behind them silently.

"After you go back, tell me the grudge between you and this person in detail. Judging from the look of that person, it seems that he still hates you. In the future, you and your wife should not leave me too far away. In case the other party makes a sneak attack. "Wang Tiangu ordered slowly:

"Yes, second uncle. I didn't expect that my nephew would make a big enemy for himself in a single thought back then. This person actually broke through the bottleneck of Jiedan and Nascent Soul in such a short period of time. It really surprised my nephew!" Wang Cicada replied respectfully. But when he thought about the fact that Han Li was already a Nascent Soul cultivator, he felt blocked and quite depressed.

"Hmph! You don't need to be too discouraged. With the supreme power of the Blood Spirit Dafa, you and your husband may not be really afraid of this kid if they join forces. And as long as the Blood Spirit Dafa breaks through the seventh level, you and Ruyan can Both of you have condensed your Nascent Soul. It’s hard to say who will cause trouble for whom! However, you two have to be more careful when going to Mulan Grassland this time. Even if I really have to leave you for something, you and your wife Don't be alone. If we join forces, we should be able to protect ourselves." Wang Tiangu said with a sneer.

"Thank you, Second Uncle, for your advice!" Wang Chan felt relieved after hearing Wang Tiangu's words and hurriedly thanked him.

"Hehe! Among you brothers, I am the most optimistic about you. Otherwise, I would not have brought you to the trade fair alone this time. However, that boy was originally a monk from Huang Maple Valley, and Old Ghost Linghu seemed to have come to participate in this event in person. This trade fair. Doesn't this kid have anything to do with that old ghost?" Wang Tiangu lowered his voice and murmured to himself. He seemed to be very afraid of the pair of Linghu ancestors from Huang Maple Valley.

When Wang Chan and Yan Ruyan heard this, they looked at each other in surprise.

…

Han Li returned to his residence. After sleeping for a night, he got up the next day and spent a whole day hurriedly purchasing all the materials he needed to buy. Then he gave Mu Peiling some instructions. This woman is going to ask Lu Luo to take her back with her.

Lu Luo heard that Han Li planned to leave in a hurry before the trade fair ended. Naturally, he was shocked, but seeing that Han Li had no intention of explaining in detail, he didn't ask for the reason and agreed immediately.

This made Han Li have a great impression of Senior Brother Lu.

For the remaining day, Han Li didn't go anywhere. He just meditated and practiced Qi in the attic all day long.

At the appointed time, Han Li calmly left the attic and headed alone to a hill thousands of miles south of Tiantian City.

When they got there, Marquis Nanlong and the old man in white clothes were waiting there without any disciples.

Especially the Marquis of Nanlong, who even changed his purple robe and jade crown and wore a pale yellow scholar's dress.

Within the next two or three hours, the others also arrived one by one. But in the end, the three ghost spirit sect kings and Tiangu came together.

When Han Li saw this, his expression changed.

At Nanlonghou's words of "go", a group of nine people quietly left Tiantian City and headed south towards the Mulan Grassland.

…

The Yu State where Tiantian City is located is not the country closest to the Mulan Grassland. The countries of the Nine-Nation Alliance that are adjacent to the Mulan Grassland are not really bordering on the territory, but are separated by nearly ten thousand miles of loess wilderness.

There is little vegetation in this area, the loess is flying all year round, and the wind is constant. Naturally, it became a place where the Nine Nations Alliance and the magicians fought.

Over the years, tens of thousands of immortal cultivators have died in this land.

Not to mention the time of official battle, even during ordinary times, this wasteland is also a dangerous and abnormal place.

Because for many reasons, there are many monks and magicians from both sides wandering back and forth on this land.

Some are for blatant murders and treasures, and some are for breaking through the bottleneck of cultivation in the thin line between life and death.

Whatever the reason, one thing remains the same. Those cultivators who dare to come here are naturally quite confident in their own cultivation, and are far better than ordinary cultivators of the same level. Most of these people are monks in the foundation-building stage, and occasionally there will be fights between the alchemy formations.

Whenever these pill-forming existences appear, those low-level immortal cultivators will immediately hide far away, for fear of harming the fish pond.

As for the old monsters at the Nascent Soul level, they would not easily appear in such a small fight. So when Marquis Nanlong led Han Li and others into this area, no one took it seriously. Everyone regards this wasteland as if it were nothing!

For Han Li and other Yuanying stage monks, the distance of ten thousand miles can be easily crossed in half a day, so they did not rush and just ran forward at a normal speed.

Marquis Nanlong and the old man in white shirt led the way, Wang Tiangu and the other three were behind, and Han Li and a few others were flying scattered in the middle.

A few low-level monks were also spotted along the way. Naturally, they ignored them and flew past them silently.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or not, but they had just been flying in the wilderness for nearly half an hour when the old man in white shirt who was leading the way suddenly stopped.

"Brother Yun, what happened!" Marquis Nanlong asked in a daze. He and the old man in white shirt took turns letting go of their spiritual consciousness to monitor the surroundings, so they asked this question.

"There seems to be a strong wind blowing in front, something is not right!" The old man surnamed Yun narrowed his eyes and said solemnly.

"Strong wind, what do you mean? Isn't it normal for it to be windy here?" Marquis Nanlong said a little strangely. After saying that, he also released his consciousness and looked into the distance. He knew that the old man in white shirt would not say that for no reason.

Han Li and the old woman behind them also heard clearly what Nanlong Hou said. After looking at each other, they also made their own actions.

Although we haven’t really entered the Mulan Grassland yet, it’s better to be careful. They are all people with powerful spiritual consciousness. No matter how detailed others say it, it is naturally not as safe as testing it in person.

As a result, when Han Li and others released their consciousness forward, a look of surprise and uncertainty appeared on their faces.

"It's not that there's something wrong with the wind, but there's definitely something wrong with it. It's definitely not a strong wind that blows naturally!" The old woman said with a gloomy expression after withdrawing her consciousness.

(We have reached a critical point again. I have to think about the details of the outline carefully. Therefore, the updates will be slower in the past two days. Please forgive me. That’s this chapter for now.)