A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

"Senior!" Han Li touched his chin with a strange look on his face.

The fat old man was the "Uncle Lei" who had exchanged elixir recipes with him, and now he actually called him senior.

Although according to the rules of the world of immortality, this was a normal thing, Han Li couldn't help but feel some strange feelings in his heart.

As for the stunning woman named Nie Ying, she was the "Senior Sister Nie" who had a close relationship back then and protected brother Lei Linggen Murong.

Although Han Li had never interacted with this woman, he knew from hearing and seeing that this woman was extremely talented and beautiful, both inside and outside. There were countless male disciples who loved her.

Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for all these years, this woman would also form a golden elixir.

While Han Li was silently looking at Lei Wanhe and Nie Ying with complicated expressions, Lei Wanhe was also secretly confused.

The "senior" in front of him was not only extremely young and talented in appearance, but for some reason, he actually felt that the other person's seemingly ordinary face seemed familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. This made him feel shocked and a little uneasy.

Nie Ying looked at Han Li with her beautiful eyes, and a look of surprise flashed in the depths of her bright eyes. This woman seemed to have discovered something.

Naturally, Han Li would not just keep doing this. After smiling, he finally spoke:

"It seems that Master Lei really didn't remember where he was after we said goodbye. However, the pill recipe that Master Uncle gave him back then really helped Han a lot."

"Uncle? Danfang! You...you are..." When Lei Wanhe heard Han Li call him uncle, his mouth opened wide in shock and he couldn't close it for a moment. However, when he heard about Danfang later, he remembered it again. As if something happened, he stuttered in horror.

The other people were equally stunned when they heard this. This senior in the Nascent Soul Stage suddenly called Lei Wanhe "Master Uncle", which really made them unable to wrap their heads around it.

Only Nie Ying, after hearing this, looked at Han Li again in surprise, then said with a change in appearance:

"You are Junior Uncle Li's disciple, Han Li... Junior Brother Han?" The woman's coquettish voice was full of disbelief.

"I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Nie to recognize Han." Han Lizhen said a little surprised.

Han Li didn't know that during his Qi refining period, due to his low profile and low cultivation, not many people really knew about him. But after he survived the bloody trial and successfully established his foundation and was accepted as a disciple by Li Huayuan, many interested people noticed him.

This "Senior Sister Nie" is one of them.

When the Six Demonic Sects invaded the Yue Kingdom, he killed many demonic monks of the same level, and his reputation became even more popular among the lower-level disciples. Although they had never met before, the impression he left on Senior Sister Nie was even more profound.

Now Han Li's appearance is exactly the same as when he met this woman. He only mentioned the beginning, and this woman naturally reminded him of the famous Junior Brother Han in the past, and he couldn't help blurting out in surprise.

"You are really the nephew of Master Han back then." Lei Wanhe swallowed his saliva dryly and said in a daze with his eyes a little straight.

Although weird things can happen in the world of immortality, it is not uncommon for monks with extraordinary qualifications to be promoted from disciple status to being equal to their elders. But a junior nephew who was originally in the Foundation Establishment Stage suddenly became a senior being in the Nascent Soul Stage. Even a well-informed person like Lei Wanhe couldn't react for a while.

"Uncle Lei, don't be surprised. However, this is not the place to talk. Let's be more detailed on the road." Han Li looked around and said calmly.

"Lei will never dare to take the title of master uncle. Since senior Han has advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, he is the senior of the junior. Everything is subject to the senior's instructions." Lei Wanhe's face changed from red to white. After several times, he finally said with a wry smile. His words still maintained the respect he had at the beginning, and he did not dare to be disrespectful.

Regardless of Han Li's previous status, since his cultivation and magical powers now far surpassed his own, he naturally no longer dared to accept Han Li's title.

The other three monks finally understood the relationship between Han Li and Lei Wanhe. Naturally, they looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.

Han Li didn't show any surprise when he heard this. After a moment of silence, he nodded and accepted.

"Since Fellow Daoist Lei said this, Han is not polite. Now we must leave here immediately. I'm afraid your escape speed is a bit slow, so let me give you a ride!"

After saying this, Han Li clapped one hand into the storage bag, turned his palm over, and a small and exquisite thing appeared in his hand.

After gently tossing it to one side, a white light flashed, and an exquisite square thing appeared in front of him. It was the wind-improving car that Han Lixin had obtained.

At this moment, the speeding car, driven by the law, quickly grew in size and became more than ten feet in size.

"Everyone, get in the car!" Han Li ordered impolitely.

Lei Wanhe and others naturally had no other objections, and all entered the car in a flash.

After Han Li raised his feet to enter the wind chariot, his spiritual power immediately poured into the chariot.

After a slight tremor, the speeding car suddenly turned into a white rainbow and flew through the air. Its speed was far faster than the speed of ordinary magic weapons. It disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Seeing how fast the wind chariot was, the others were overjoyed.

If he knew that there was such a car, the magician would naturally not be able to catch up. The worry that was still on my mind was finally relieved.

"Fellow Taoists, the entire Fengyuan Kingdom must have fallen into the hands of the magicians. Why did you guys appear here and be blocked by a high-level magician? You know, if it wasn't for This place is in a remote place. Even if I take action, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape so easily." Han Li asked seemingly casually while driving and flying.

After hearing this, the five people looked at each other with different expressions. Lei Wanhe was obviously the leader among them. After hesitating for a moment, he said:

"Senior, I don't know, but we couldn't help ourselves. We originally followed the order of the alliance and came here to perform an important task. As a result, we were delayed in a certain place for a few days. Once we came out from there, we It was discovered that Fengyuan Country had been invaded by the Mulan people. In desperation, we had no choice but to choose a remote path and fly back. However, we still encountered some low-level magicians on the way and had to kill them. Who would have wanted to be nearby? There happened to be such a magician in the Nascent Soul stage. Just after killing the last low-level magician, he was discovered by the old monster and chased him. Although he knew that he was not his opponent, if he escaped separately, , we can only be destroyed faster, and we can only fight with all our strength. If we hadn't met Senior Han by chance, we might not have been able to escape death."

While Lei Wanhe said words of gratitude, he looked at the former "Master Nephew Han" again.

To be honest, even now, all this still makes him feel like a daydream.

After hearing this, Han Li lost interest in asking questions and just gave a faint hum. But after a while, he asked again:

"Fellow Daoist Lei, how is your master Li Huayuan?"

"Senior Han, Junior Brother Li died in a battle with Master Mulan more than a hundred years ago. And his wife also passed away when the time came not long ago because she failed to form a golden elixir." There is nothing to hide in this, Lei Wanhe replied honestly.

"Didn't any of my fellow disciples form a golden elixir?" Han Li trembled slightly when he heard this, a trace of sadness flashed across his face, and he asked again.

"No, Junior Brother Li's disciples, although there are two or three with good qualifications who have advanced to the realm of fake elixirs, in the end there was not enough opportunity to form the golden elixir." Lei Wanhe said with a sigh. ,

After hearing this, Han Li fell completely silent. The images of "Yu Kun", "Song Meng", "Zhong Weiniang" and others flashed through his mind. Some intersecting past events also came to mind bit by bit.

After a while, he took a long breath.

Since these brothers and sisters failed to form the golden elixir, there is no need to ask more questions. Most of them have passed away at this time.

Thinking about what happened in Yellow Maple Valley, it seems like it was just an old dream. The current low-level disciples in Huang Maple Valley have changed several batches earlier.

"Senior Han, I wonder if you intend to return to Yellow Maple Valley." Nie Ying suddenly asked at this moment.

"Going back to Yellow Maple Valley? I no longer have such interest. I am now an elder of the Luoyun Sect of the Tiandao Alliance, and I am doing well there. I don't plan to go back." Han Li's brows jumped slightly, but then he said calmly.

Upon hearing Han Li's words, a look of disappointment flashed across Nie Ying's face, while a look of confusion flashed across Lei Wanhe's face.

The other three were not familiar with Han Li at all, so naturally they did not dare to interrupt casually.

"I wonder if senior knows Xiao Cuier?" Nie Ying hesitated for a moment and then asked.

"Xiao Cuier! Of course I recognize her. Do you know that little girl?" Han Li was startled and replied a little weirdly. At the same time, the image of a weird elf girl appeared in my mind.