A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Chapter 738 Famous Huanglong Mountain

More than half a month later, on the top of Huanglong Mountain on the edge of Lizhou in Yu State, in a Qiongtai pavilion, a bald-browed man in his forties was walking back and forth in a certain hall, his face hidden A hint of anxiety.

After a while, the big man sat down on a wicker chair, picked up a cup of tea on the table and took a sip. Just when he calmed down for a moment, a red light suddenly shot in from the outside. It circled and danced at the top of the hall.

Seeing this, the big man's expression changed, and he stretched out his hand to strike the red light. Suddenly, the red light fell from the palm of his hand and turned into a ball of flames that burned blazingly.

The big man's mind was immersed in the flames, but his face immediately turned ugly.

After being silent for a while, the big man with a somewhat livid face suddenly reached out and touched his arms, and a small green clock appeared in his hand.

Without saying a word, he stretched out a stubby finger and struck the clock.

With a "dang" sound, the melodious and melodious sound of the bell resounded throughout the entire hall, and then echoed far and wide. Subsequently, the same bells rang everywhere on the top of Huanglong Mountain, and all kinds of brilliance rose in the Qiongtai Pavilions. Monks with different costumes all flew out in a hurry, and they were well-trained. were scattered in all directions.

Soon after, a thick green strange fog filled the entire Huanglong Mountain, turning the area of ​​dozens of miles around into a strange sea of ​​green fog.

At this time, several more monks came out of the hall where the bald-browed man was, three men and one woman, all of whom were at the pill-forming stage.

Among them were two men in their thirties who looked exactly the same and were actually brothers. The other man was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a whisk in his hand. He was a middle-aged Taoist priest.

The only female cultivator, she is petite and has very beautiful features.

The four of them stood on the left and right of the big man, all with solemn expressions on their faces.

"Senior Lu, it's true that the army of magicians has arrived so quickly. The last time we received news, wasn't it that the group of magicians coming here was blocked by Senior Bu! Could it be that it only took seven or eight days? The "Tianfeng Xuanbo Formation" guarded by Senior Bu was destroyed? Is there something wrong? "The female cultivator asked hesitantly, with a look of disbelief on her face.

"Wrong? I wanted to be the one who sent the telegraph, but I made a mistake. But the telegraph was sent by Bu Tuozi himself, and he was also seriously injured. The defeated monks, together with the pursuers, will soon arrive at our Huanglong Mountain . Don't take chances anymore. We can't wait for reinforcements, so we have to face the enemy alone first." The bald-browed man sneered and said gloomily.

When the four alchemy cultivators in front of him heard this, they could only look at each other and said yes with a wry smile on their faces.

Just as the big man issued several orders one after another, instructing the four people to work separately to deal with the upcoming battle, suddenly another red light flew in. This made the big man and others startled, a little surprised and suspicious.

The big man was also stunned for a moment, but he didn't hesitate at all. He reached out and grabbed the transmission talisman in his hand.

As a result, the flames flashed in his hands, and he heard the words in the transmission notes clearly, with a weird expression on his face.

"Senior Lu, what happened? Did the Master kill here?" Seeing this, the female cultivator finally couldn't help but ask. Hearing this, the other three people's faces tightened at the same time, and their eyes showed solemn expressions.

"No! It's our reinforcements that are here. Three Taoist friends from the Nascent Soul Stage are just outside the formation. Hong Ling, the four of you, go out to meet the next three seniors and invite them here." Dahan Zhan Yan Yixiao, suppressing the excitement in his heart, said slowly.

Immediately, the four alchemy monks were overjoyed. After receiving the order, they saluted the big man and then left the hall to greet the three Yuan Ying stage colleagues.

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And outside the green fog sea, there were three people floating in the sky, constantly looking at the forbidden formation in front of them.

These three people were naturally Han Li and the other two Nascent Soul cultivators who had traveled day and night.

Because they had to rely on this formation to deal with Master Mulan, the three people let go of the transmission talisman and each looked at the sea of ​​fog without saying a word, trying to figure out the mystery.

Let's not say whether this magic circle is really powerful or not, but at a glance, the seemingly boundless sea of ​​fog makes the person in front of you feel an extraordinary momentum.

Han Li was alone with his hands behind his back, looking at everything in front of him with blue light flickering in and out, a thoughtful look on his face.

The three of them didn't wait long when the green mist in front of them suddenly emitted a burst of white light. After the green mist rolled for a while, a clear passage appeared.

But the old man surnamed Ma and Na Gu Shuangpu acted as if they hadn't seen each other yet and didn't show any expression. One of them looked up at the sky without saying a word, while the other still stared at the sea of ​​fog to one side without blinking, as if to see. Something strange.

Only Han Li had a faint smile on his face, looking calmly at the entrance of the passage.

After a moment, four frightening rainbows shot out from the depths of the passage. The brilliance dimmed, and three men and one woman appeared in front of Han Li and others.

"Junior, I see the three seniors, and I would like to ask them their names." The dignified middle-aged Taoist monk stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Han Li and others.

"Han is an elder of the Luoyun Sect. These two are Daoist Ma from the Haoran Pavilion and Daoist Gu from the Yuling Sect. There were seven or eight other alchemy fellows behind us. The three of us left first because we were afraid of delaying the support. One step. Now that all the restrictions on the formation have been opened. Are the Mulan people coming soon?" Han Li saw that the two people had no intention of speaking. After smiling slightly, he took the initiative to ask.

"It turns out that it's Senior Han who is rushing to Yunzi from Qingxu Gate. These two are Brother Murong from Huang Maple Valley and Miss Li from Huadaowu." The middle-aged Taoist priest quickly pointed to the brothers behind him and the young woman with a pretty smile. Xiu, introduced it to Han Li.

"Brother Murong?" Han Li's eyes turned around on the faces of the two brothers, and there was a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Are you okay, Fellow Daoist Nie?" Han Li asked with a chuckle.

"Senior, do you know Senior Sister Nie? Because we have been guarding this formation, we have not seen our senior brother for several years." Brother Murong heard this and had a look of surprise on his face.

"Of course it's fine. I'm the senior sister I just met not long ago. But you two really don't seem to recognize me. It's no wonder that I only met you two briefly back then, so it's normal that I didn't make any impression." Han Liwang Looking at the almost identical brothers, he pursed his lips and said with a smile.

These two people had changed greatly, but he still saw it in the other two.

Upon hearing Han Li's words, Brother Murong was shocked.

Listening to what the "senior" in front of him said, it seemed that the two of them were old acquaintances. But why didn't the two of them have the slightest impression of that.

But then again. Now looking at Han Li again, Brother Murong felt a sense of familiarity. This made the two of them look at each other and become suspicious.

"Haha! Since the two fellow Taoists don't remember it for the moment, let's talk about it later. Can we go in now?" Han Li tilted his head and glanced at the old man surnamed Ma and Gu Shuangpu, and said noncommittally.

"Of course. Three seniors, please come with me. Senior Lu is waiting for you in the hall." Chong Xuzi was a little confused just now because Han Li and Brother Murong actually knew each other. Now after hearing what Han Li said, he quickly cheered up and agreed.

Then the four people led the way, and Han Li and the other two calmly flew into the sea of ​​fog. Not long after Han Li and others flew in, the passage was closed again under a burst of green mist.

After a while, Han Li and others saw the bald-browed man in the hall.

"Welcome you three to come here to support Benmeng. Aren't these two Brother Ma and Fellow Daoist Gu? I don't know who this young fellow is. Can you introduce me to Mr. Lu?" Bald Eyebrow Yi When the big man saw the three of them, his somewhat ferocious face was filled with smiles, and he called out the names of the old man surnamed Ma and Gu Shuangpu, as if he actually recognized these two people. The big man was very unfamiliar with Han Li. After turning his eyes curiously on Han Li, he asked in surprise.

"Haha! It's not surprising that I don't know Brother Lu. Fellow Taoist Han has only succeeded in condensing the Nascent Soul in recent years. He has a bright future!" The old man surnamed Ma did not show any surprise when he saw the bald-browed man. Instead, he said with a smile.

"Oh, it turns out he is a new fellow Taoist. No wonder I have never seen fellow Taoists before! But no matter what, I would like to thank the three people who helped me so much. If I didn't have support, I really don't have the confidence to survive for a few days! "When the big man surnamed Lu heard that Han Li was a newly advanced Nascent Soul cultivator, a trace of disappointment flashed across his face, but then he returned to thanking him as usual.

The strange look of the bald-browed man could not escape Han Li's eyes, but he just smiled and said nothing, with no trace of displeasure on his face.

The bald-browed man chatted with Gu Shuangpu about the past for a few more times, then straightened his expression and talked about the current dangerous situation.