A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Where Han Li felt his consciousness, a yellow wind came overwhelmingly, reaching a height of more than a hundred feet. Wherever it passed, sand and rocks flew, and yellow dust billowed, like an evil dragon emerging from the world. It was such a powerful evil spirit.

He was also shocked!

However, his spiritual consciousness is powerful, almost comparable to that of late-stage Yuanying monks. Therefore, when his spiritual consciousness reaches a hundred miles away, he can no longer move forward and can only see from a distance. As soon as the Great Evolution Strategy was running in his body, and his consciousness condensed, he penetrated into the wind and sand.

But as soon as his spiritual consciousness entered the wind and sand, he became groggy and could only vaguely sense the distance of dozens of feet. And when we probe deeper, it's the same situation, like a fog.

When Han Li was shocked, following the old woman's words, the cold-faced monk surnamed You also withdrew his consciousness and spoke.

"Yes, this is the wind spirit technique of the Mulan people! The magicians who have fought with me before used this kind of "worldly" spiritual technique. Once this spiritual technique is used, it can not only isolate us monks from Detection, and the strong wind of yellow sand in it has the miraculous effect of protecting and trapping enemies, which is very troublesome. However, I have never seen such an amazing scene before me. It seems to have expanded the range of spiritual magic a hundred times and a thousand times. , a bit weird." Nanlong Hou said, his face darkened.

"Mulan people?"

When the other people heard this, their expressions changed slightly.

Wang Chan and Yan Ruyan turned pale. However, the two of them have the lowest status and cultivation here, so they naturally dare not say anything at will.

"Brother Nanlong is right. Only the spiritual magic of magicians can make the wind and sand become so amazing. And looking at the power of this magic, we don't know how many magicians are hidden in it. There are even beings of the same level as us. Among them, it is not impossible." The old man in white shirt said equally cautiously.

"How is this possible? What do the Mulan people want to do when they suddenly send out so many magicians?" the old woman asked in surprise.

"Mrs. Tai, when was the last time we had a truce with the Mulan people?" Wang Tiangu suddenly asked with a strange expression.

"Probably more than a hundred years ago! Brother Wang means..." Upon hearing this, the old woman suddenly showed a look of enlightenment on her face.

"More than a hundred years have passed. It's enough time for the Mulan people to recharge their batteries." Wang Tiangu said lightly with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"What Brother Wang said is true. It's almost time to start a new round of fighting. I don't know how many immortal cultivators will die this time. But by such a coincidence, we happened to encounter the vanguard of the Mulan people. Nanlong Hou murmured He murmured, with a look of helplessness on his face.

When other people heard this, they also felt that this was a coincidence.

"There are many coincidences in this world. Don't be too surprised. But right now, we have only two ways to go. One is to return the same way, without having to confront the Mulan pioneers in front of us. We will find other opportunities to hunt for treasures in the future. After all, treasures will not grow long, and there will be opportunities in the future. However, the Muran people's attack will definitely not stop within a few years, and it is impossible in a short time. And it is unpredictable in the world, whether they can still defeat all fellow Taoists next time It's hard to say when we are all gathered together." The old man in white shirt said in a deep voice.

"Needless to say, the second way is to attack directly and break through the opponent's wind formation. However, the risk is too great. If there are a few powerful old ghosts of the same level as us hidden inside, we will It's very difficult to succeed. Can't you find a way to avoid the other party?" The old woman shook her head and said disapprovingly.

"I'm afraid it's too late to get around. Once the Muran people launch an attack, how can they be the vanguard? Even if we go around to other directions, we will still encounter the Muran people. But we can hide ourselves first. See if we can Can we pass through from the side? As long as we don't hit the center of the wind formation head-on, there should be no problem. And as long as we pass the Muran people's vanguard, we will have enough time to avoid the main force of the mages. We will arrive just in time to be empty of manpower. In the Mulan Grassland, you can take the treasure and leave much more easily." The old man pondered for a moment before saying solemnly.

After listening to the old man's suggestion, the others discussed it for a while and felt that this was the only way to go. After all, no one wants to give up the opportunity in front of them and wait for uncertain things a few years later.

Of course, this is also the reason why Nanlong Hou and others are all Nascent Soul Stage monks. Otherwise, no matter how tempted the treasure is, they can only return in disgrace.

But before that, these people also released the messenger talismans and let them fly to the nearest Nine Kingdoms Alliance monk strongholds. So that the Nine Nations Alliance can prepare in advance and not be caught off guard by the Mulan people's surprise attack.

This is all, they have some obligations as Tiannan monks.

Then the nine of them gathered their martial arts aura, hid their figures, and began to quietly escape to one side, trying to avoid the center where the wind and sand were the strongest and slip past.

Because Wang Chan and Wang Chan were afraid that their cultivation was not enough, Wang Tiangu specially set up a huge light shield to cover the two of them, and then gradually disappeared under Han Li's eyes.

Not only Han Li saw this, but there was also a hint of sneer at the corner of his mouth.

With his spiritual consciousness, how could the whereabouts of Wang Tiangu and others really escape his sensing.

The distance of more than a hundred miles was reached in the blink of an eye.

The gray and yellow wind and sand seemed to be like a demon emerging from the sky, pressing faintly from a distance.

Before the yellow sand arrived, waves of wind pillars roared into the sky first.

Fortunately, they had deviated from the front of the wind formation in advance and were already on the far side. Only a few wind pillars passed by, posing no threat at all.

The diameter of these wind pillars is more than ten feet, and the diameter of the small ones is several feet. They are enough to hide several magicians.

Han Li, who was invisible, could sense clearly with his spiritual consciousness at such a close distance.

Among these wind pillars, there were vague figures shaking, and it seemed that there were magicians hiding among them.

However, these magicians obviously did not notice Han Li and others standing aside, and they were just minding their own business and moving forward.

Han Li and others stared coldly, while the man also fled forward quietly.

Seeing that they were about to plunge into the vast yellow sand that was following behind them, Marquis Nanlong, who was walking at the front, suddenly changed his expression and sent a warning message.

"No! Be careful next to you!"

When Han Li heard this, he turned around and looked surprised.

A huge wind pillar, about a hundred feet thick and reaching as far as the eye could see, roared towards them from a distance.

Such a huge wind pillar, the magician casting magic inside must be of great importance. Did this person discover them?

Han Li took a deep breath, and couldn't help but be eager to try the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword in his body.

Although he had heard about the sorcerer for a long time, he had never seen him in person. But seeing it in this situation is really not a happy thing.

Several other people also stared at the giant wind pillar with wary faces. Some people even had the magic weapon in their hands with a dark light flowing in their hands.

But the giant wind pillar passed by everyone at once, and they didn't seem to notice it.

This made Marquis Nanlong breathe a sigh of relief.

And in this moment of delay, boundless sand and fog fell from the sky, drowning everyone in it.

The surroundings immediately became extremely bleak, and there was a dull, dark yellow color everywhere, which was extremely depressing.

"Be careful. The wind and sand are a bit weird, and your spiritual consciousness cannot penetrate too far, so don't get separated." Nanlong Hou greeted calmly.

Although it is easy for everyone to break through this shabu. But in this way, everyone's whereabouts will be exposed.

Fortunately, these yellow sands should blow over quickly. Han Li and others can only close the distance, continue to hide their figures, and move forward cautiously.

But after just one meal, Han Li looked at the gloomy and monotonous scenery around him, and felt something was wrong in his heart.

Suddenly, Han Li's figure suddenly floated in the air, startling Dun Guang.

This time, Nanlong Hou and others were naturally startled, and then stopped in astonishment.

"Fellow Daoist Han, why don't you leave?" The old woman frowned and asked a little dissatisfied.

"Didn't your fellow Taoists notice anything wrong?" Han Li said expressionlessly.

"What do you mean by this?" The swarthy man flashed to Han Li's side and asked in surprise.

When Wang Tiangu and the old man in white shirt heard this, they looked at each other with surprise and suspicion on their faces.

"Actually, if I don't tell you, some fellow Taoists should have noticed it. We flew for such a long distance in the wind and sand, but we didn't even encounter a single magician. Needless to say, all these magicians were concentrated in the middle of the wind and sand. And the surrounding scenery has never changed. What does this mean, several fellow Taoists should also know!" Han Li said with an ugly face.

"Someone is using restrictions to plot against us!" After hearing this, the swarthy man murmured with the same unsightly expression. Then his eyes flashed and he glanced around constantly.

"Fellow Daoist Han must be right. I also think it's a bit weird. It seems that we were indeed noticed by the other party, and then cast spells to deal with us. It seems that we have to fight!" After a moment of silence, Nanlong Hou nodded gloomily. said.