A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Han Li was sitting cross-legged in a quiet room on the second floor of the attic, his eyes closed tightly, his body covered with azure glaze, and he used his fingers to create a strange spell. A ball of purple flame the size of an egg floated gently in his palm, flickering. stop.

This is the magic flame that Han Li cultivated using dry blue ice flames and the cold air expelled by six-winged frost centipedes.

This fire is obviously more powerful than the dry blue ice flame, and it is Han Li's biggest trump card now.

After discovering this fire that day, every time Han Li refined a trace of dry blue ice flame, he immediately transformed it into purple magic flame and truly took it as his own.

In order to distinguish it from the Holy Fire of Shura, Han Li called it "Purple Extreme Fire".

He believed that even if a monk in the late Nascent Soul stage was contaminated by this fire, he would definitely not be able to bear it. As for whether he could kill the late-stage Nascent Soul monks, Han Li had never actually seen a late-stage monk take action, so he couldn't predict it at the moment.

It is a pity that although the power of this fire is incredible, due to the limitation of the refining quantity of dry blue ice flame, it can only control so much violet extreme fire now. Otherwise, if the number of these extreme fires increases several times, even if they openly face the late Nascent Soul monks, they will still be unable to compete.

"Congratulations, Master! This purple fire seems to be three times more powerful than when I first met it. It seems that this fire still has a lot of potential to be tapped!" Han Li heard Yin Yue's astonished words in Han Li's mind. Sweet sound.

When Han Li heard this, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He opened his mouth without saying a word, and between exhalations and inhalations, the violet extreme fire instantly turned into a thin line of flames and was sucked into his belly.

Then he loosened his fingers and stopped the technique.

"Although this purple sky fire is sharp, unfortunately the quantity is too small to be completely relied on. What I hope most now is to be able to open the "Void Heaven Treasure Cauldron". If what you said about the power of the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure is not false, , with this cauldron in hand, it should be enough to sweep across Tiannan. Only then will we really have peace of mind in this world." Han Li opened his eyes and said slowly.

"Master, please rest assured, the magical power of the Xutian Cauldron is only as great as what the little maid said, and will never be inferior to it." Yinyue smiled sweetly and said confidently.

Han Li nodded when he heard this. Just when he was about to say something else, a white light suddenly flew from outside, and Ying Ning's clear voice hurriedly came out from the white light.

"Uncle Han, come to the main hall quickly! Senior Ma and the others have returned, and the Mulan people will be here soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, the white light circled and then flew out of the quiet room.

Han Li's face darkened, and after a few cold flashes in his eyes, he stood up and walked out.

…

When Han Li arrived at the main hall, Gu Shuangpu and the bald-browed man were already there.

The old man surnamed Ma and another monk in brocade robes with a slightly hunched back and pale face were talking to the two of them.

Brother Murong, Ying Ning and others were standing nearby with two other unfamiliar Dan-Jie cultivators, listening with solemn expressions on their faces.

However, when Ying Ning saw Han Li coming in, she glanced over and smiled sweetly.

"Fellow Taoist Han is also here. Let me introduce you. This is Friend Bu Yunhe, who presides over Tiantai Valley. This is Friend Daoist Han from Luoyun Sect." He forced a smile on his bald-browed face, pretending to be relaxed.

Seeing this situation, Han Li's heart sank slightly.

It seems that the situation is worse than imagined!

"I heard Brother Lu mention Brother Bu's name this morning. I'm really glad that fellow Taoist escaped safely." Han Li said politely with a trace of kindness on his lips.

"My embarrassment really made Fellow Daoist Han laugh. Thanks to Fellow Daoist Ma for taking over this time. Otherwise, it would have been really dangerous." The monk surnamed Bu also knew about Han Li's existence from other people's mouths, so there was no surprise on his face. Instead, he said with a wry smile and expressed gratitude to the old man surnamed Ma.

"It's nothing, it's just a little effort. But those pursuers retreated before I even took action, which really made me a little depressed!" the old man said with a smile.

"This is the ancient treasure of fellow Taoist. The momentum is so amazing. Those Muran people who are chasing are not sure, so they naturally refuse to touch it head-on. However, this invasion of magicians is really different from the previous ones. . Not only are they well-trained, but the ancient giant beasts they carry are even more powerful. Not only are they thick-skinned and thick-skinned, but they are also wearing battle armor and have an astonishingly huge body. In addition, they are blessed with a variety of weird forbidden laws. Once the body is abandoned and breaks into the formation, it will only be a matter of time before the formation is broken." The monk surnamed Bu said, with a trace of lingering fear on his face.

"Is it possible that even fellow Taoist's Nascent Soul stage cultivation cannot harm the giant beast?" Han Li was startled when he heard this, and couldn't help asking with a strange expression on his face.

Although he had known for a long time that the giant beasts carried by this army of mages were unusual, but it was still hard to believe that they were so powerful.

"With my cultivation and the full blow of the magic weapon, I was able to hurt this beast. However, at that time, I was jointly attacked by two high-level magicians, and I was completely distracted. This led to the formation being broken by the giant beast. Yes. Fellow Daoist Lu, there are reinforcements such as Fellow Daoist Ma here, so they shouldn’t be lost as easily as in the Tiantai Valley down there." After thinking about it for a moment, Bu Yunhe's expression softened a lot.

"Fellow Daoist, how many great master-level magicians are there in this team of magicians? If there are not many, five of us Nascent Soul monks will go out together and catch the opponent off guard. Even if we can't kill one or two Nascent Soul level Mages. But it would be good to seriously injure them." Gu Shuangpu suggested gloomily.

"I'm afraid this disappoints Brother Gu. Although I haven't fought against them one by one, in addition to the two great masters who showed up, I also met another one who sent a message later, asking us to pay more attention to the strange method. Scholar. Although that man has never made a move, the aura on his body is indeed extremely strange. He may have been transformed by some alien species. Besides, apart from these three people, I am not sure if there are other high-level magicians hiding. "Bu Yunhe sighed and said, looking disapproving.

"That's it. It seems that we should weigh the opponent's strength first. If the opponent's strength is too strong, we still rely on the large formation to confront the opponent. Anyway, the task now is just to buy some time for the later ones." After hearing this, the bald-browed man said, He also nodded in agreement.

Gu Shuangpu frowned, showing an indifferent expression, and did not persist any longer.

Han Li and the old man named Ma had no other opinions.

So below, the bald-browed man first asked Taoist Priest Chongxu to take Bu Yunhe to a quiet room for healing, and then ordered Ning Ying and other monks to arrange for the defeated Tiantai Valley monks, and then ordered more manpower to guard the formation.

Seeing that the big man surnamed Lu had arranged everything in an orderly manner, Han Li nodded secretly.

It seems that it is not unreasonable for the Nine Nations Alliance to send this person to guard this place alone.

At this moment, everyone in the hall suddenly heard a "rumbling" of war drums, faintly coming from a distance, and the sound became louder and louder, like thunder on a sunny day.

The expressions of everyone in the hall changed.

"It seems that the Mulan people are chasing us in a hurry. As soon as we came back, they were following us." The old man surnamed Ma said with a frosty face and murderous intent in his eyes.

"Okay, let's get to know each other first and see if there are any powerful people in this team of magicians. This time we have to work hard for three fellow Taoists. You two should also go out with us. After all, you have fought against them. Well, if the other party has any sinister tricks, you can also warn them in advance." The bald-browed man first fisted at Han Li and the others, then turned his head and gave instructions to the two Danjie monks who had followed Bu Yunhe in retreat.

One of the two people has thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a dark face, and the other has a horse-like face with thin eyebrows and is a bit gloomy.

Hearing what the big man surnamed Lu said at this moment, after looking at each other, the two of them immediately clasped their fists and agreed.

At this time, Han Li looked towards the place where the drum sound came from, his face expressionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

…

To the south of Huanglong Mountain, a large group of black Mulan monks were riding on several strange flying instruments, neatly arranged at high altitude, overlooking the green mist sea that was dozens of miles wide.

At the front of the army of magicians, there were more than a dozen people standing side by side, with all kinds of auras and auras flickering on their bodies. They were the high-level magicians of the Mulan people.

Among these people, three people are the most eye-catching. A person's body was covered with red light, and a weird fiery snake with a thick mouth was wrapped around his body, making it ferocious and terrifying. A man was as skinny and tall as a bamboo pole, as if a gust of wind could blow him.

There is another person who is covered by a black robe, and his face cannot be seen clearly, but his whole body is filled with a strange black aura, and there are faint ghostly cries emanating from his robe, which makes people tremble with coldness and dare not approach him.

The actual situation is also the same. Everyone else is crowding around the other two, but the black-robed mage is floating alone in front of the crowd, as if he is not from the same group as the other mage.

The other magicians also looked at the man in black robes with evasive eyes, full of awe. But if you take a closer look, you will find that there is a hint of disgust in this awe.