A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

"That man is an old acquaintance from before. I haven't seen him for many years. I was a little surprised to see him suddenly just now." Dong Xuan'er looked a little strange, but replied calmly.

"Old acquaintance? That person is a monk in the early stage of Yuanying. He can attend today's gathering and looks so young. He should be the elder of Luoyun Sect who has become famous recently. Speaking of which, this person also has the surname Han, and The name is exactly the same as the person you mentioned before. Could it be this person?" Faced with Dong Xuan'er's blunt reply, Old Demon Yunlu didn't even get angry, but asked calmly. It seems that the relationship with Dong Xuan'er is unusual.

When Dong Xuan'er heard what the old devil said, her face turned pale, but she remained silent.

A cold light flashed in Old Demon Yunlu's eyes. He snorted coldly and stopped asking further, but a trace of gloom flashed between his brows.

When the old devil brought Dong Xuan'er to the gate of the palace, the alchemy monks who were on duty were all cautious and cautious. They only asked a few questions and then hurriedly let them go. Of course, Dong Xuan'er couldn't enter it, so she could only be led to a side hall by a monk to rest temporarily.

After Han Li walked into the palace door, he soon saw the entrance to the main hall and immediately quickened his pace and walked in.

The layout of the main hall is very simple. In addition to the huge stone pillars, in the large open space in the middle, there are unusually exquisite wooden chairs placed every few feet apart. There are as many as sixteen or seventeen.

And on these chairs, there were seven or eight monks with different expressions sitting sparsely.

When they saw Han Li coming in, some gave him a cold look, some turned a blind eye, and some closed their eyes to rest, all doing their own thing as if no one else was around.

However, when one of them saw Han Li coming in, he showed a kind smile, waved to Han Li and said:

"Fellow Daoist Han, you have come out of seclusion. If you don't mind, just sit next to Long."

This man is none other than the leader of the Tiandao Alliance, Long Han of the Luanming Sect.

"Thank you so much, Brother Long!"

Han Li did not refuse and sat down on a chair next to him. He then looked at the people present and sat there quietly.

A moment later, the figure of Old Demon Yunlu also appeared at the entrance.

When he saw everyone in the hall, he walked to an empty chair with a smile and sat down grandly.

Not far from where he sat, there happened to be an old man in blue robe sitting. This man was holding a small emerald green pot in one hand and a white jade wine glass in the other, drinking and pouring himself as if there was no one around.

As soon as the old demon Yunlu sat near him, a smell of powder immediately floated away, which immediately made the old demon glare at him and secretly felt bad luck.

The old demon didn't care at all about the old man's dissatisfaction. Instead, his eyes flickered a few times before falling on Han Li who was diagonally opposite him, and he looked at Han Li with great interest again.

This time, it was Han Li's turn to feel restless.

After frowning, he simply closed his eyes gently, his face expressionless. But in his heart, he was thinking about the relationship between Lao Mo and Dong Xuan'er.

After Dong Xuan'er was abducted by the young master of the Hehuan Sect, she joined the Demon Sect. Even though that old devil has a notorious reputation, he shouldn't attack the disciples of our sect. There should be some other relationship between the two.

Otherwise, Lao Mo would not have come here to attend the party and would have brought Dong Xuan'er with him.

Just when Han Li was a little confused, people came in one after another outside the hall.

Naturally, these people are all monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Some of them know the people who came before them, but some of them have a lot of hatred. As a result, greetings and cynicism sounded from time to time in the hall.

At this time, Old Demon Yunlu had already looked away from Han Li.

But Han Li remained motionless without raising his eyelids. He felt that he didn't recognize many of the monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, so there was no need to greet anyone.

"Fellow Soul-Shattering Taoist! I didn't expect you to come too. I heard that Taoist Taoist Master "Nine Soul Secret Technique" has reached the transformation state. It's really gratifying and congratulatory."

"Broken Soul!" This greeting made Han Li's heart move and he couldn't help but open his eyes.

At the entrance of the hall, a thin and strange old man in soap robe walked in. And a black-robed monk in the hall was greeting him enthusiastically.

The old man in soap robe was stunned for a moment, then immediately walked over with a smile on his face.

"What? Daoist fellow Daoist Han has seen the Soul-Shattering Master before?" Long Han noticed Han Li's abnormality and asked with a smile.

"No. Han just heard that Senior Brother Cheng mentioned this person, and heard that he has great magical powers." Han Li said with an unchanged expression, without mentioning at all that he had killed a bunch of soul-shattering sect members during his trip to the country that day.

"Haha, it's no wonder. I remember that Elder Cheng once fought against this person and suffered a small loss. Naturally, I was deeply impressed by him. However, with the current reputation of fellow Daoist Han, there is no need to be afraid. But the monk in the middle stage of Yuanying Among them, there is one person, Fellow Daoist Han, who is best not to mess with him. Even if he encounters that person, the three great monks from Tiannan will get a big headache." Long Ha smiled slightly and said in a pointing tone.

"Can it give three monks a headache? Is there such a person?" Han Li raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"Of course there is. This person once fought against fellow Taoist Zhiyang among the three great monks. Although he was almost seriously injured and killed, he also slightly injured fellow Taoist Zhiyang and was able to escape. So this person is almost recognized as one of the three great monks. It's just that this person has always been a loner. Even if a big event like the invasion of mages happens, it's still a matter of time and again. Otherwise, it would be a big helping hand." Long Han explained carefully.

"Can seriously injure a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator! This person is really capable. I wonder if he is that expert, he must be quite famous." Han Li pursed his lips and asked curiously.

"Fellow Daoist must have heard of this guy. Fellow Daoist Han should be familiar with the name 'Tianhen Old Monster'," Long Han said with a smile.

"God hates this old monster! It's this person who has indeed been thunderous for a long time." Han Li smiled bitterly and murmured. What happened in the forbidden area of ​​the Holy Tree while pretending to be a low-level monk suddenly flashed through his mind.

At that time, the two spies, good and evil, looked extremely afraid of the old ghost.

"But among the Nascent Soul monks, it seems that Brother Long and his wife should be second only to the three major monks!" Han Li blinked his eyes and said with a smile.

But after hearing this, Long Han shook his head.

"Although Feng Bing and I have some magical powers, there is a high probability that we will not be able to defeat this person if we fight alone. Of course, if the two of us join forces, it will be another matter." Long Han said seriously.

Han Li smiled after hearing this, and when he was about to say something else, he suddenly felt someone looking at him, with a cold and gloomy look, as if he had malicious intentions.

Han Li became wary, but his face remained calm. He turned his head slightly and met the man's eyes.

It turned out to be a very strange old man with a long beard wearing green clothes.

When the old man saw Han Li looking at him, the cold light in his eyes dimmed, and he looked away expressionlessly, as if nothing had happened.

But Han Li did not relax because of this. Instead, he stared at this person with flashing eyes for a long time. .

"What? Daoist fellow Han doesn't recognize this person?" Long Han naturally noticed this scene and chuckled.

"From what Brother Long said, it seems that I should know him." Han Li felt a little puzzled.

"This person is Dongmen Tu, the great elder of the Yuling Sect, who is in charge of the power of the Yuling Sect. Although I have not dealt with this person, I heard that this person has a very good relationship with Nagu Shuangpu, and they are almost like brothers. And you will Gu Shuangpu was killed as a spy of the Mulan people. This person didn't say anything because the evidence was sufficient, but he must be dissatisfied with you. Fellow Taoist, you should be more careful." Long Han gave a meaningful warning.

Han Li rubbed his nose after hearing this, with a wry smile on his face, but he kept thanking him.

In just a quarter of an hour, most of the chairs in the hall were filled with monks.

It's funny to say that, whether intentionally or unintentionally, almost all the demon monks were on the right side of the hall, while the righteous monks occupied most of the chairs on the left side of the hall.

Only the monks from the Tiandao Alliance and the Nine Kingdoms Alliance seemed to be indifferent, sitting down casually on the left and right sides.

Among these monks, another acquaintance of Han Li was also sitting among them, the monk surnamed Kuang from Ni Hangzhai. He happened to reach the side of the magic path, saw Han Li looking over, and smiled at Han Li.

Han Li nodded naturally.

At this time, Long Han on the side told Han Li to identify two other monks from the Tiandao Alliance, a woman with an ordinary face and light makeup, and an old man with a sad face.

Han Li took one more look at these two people and remembered their appearance in his heart.

At this time, I don't know if it was because there were so many people, but the expressions of the people present became serious. No one was chatting, and they all looked at the others coldly.

Every time these people go out, they are almost all the top beings from the south of the world, and they all gather here at once. Not only do they know each other, but they also have various thoughts and ideas.

Among these people, Han Li can be regarded as an extremely special being.

With the powerful spiritual consciousness of these old monsters, Han Li could almost see his low cultivation level as soon as he glanced at Han Li without intending to hide it. Naturally, he knew who Han Li was.

After all, Han Li's reputation has become quite famous in the past six months. It's impossible for these old monsters not to have heard something about it.

Han Li, on the other hand, sat there with his eyelids drooping, paying no attention to anyone, as if he was staying the same to cope with the ever-changing situation.

Just when the hall began to become extremely quiet, even a little solemn. From the side door of the main hall, three people finally came out one after another.

The old monsters who were looking at others silently glanced at each other and focused on them.

A big man in black robes, an old man with green hair, and a Taoist priest carrying a sword.

Han Li's expression remained normal, but his heart skipped a beat. These three people were the three great monks. They are also the only three late Nascent Soul monks in the entire Tiannan in more than a thousand years.

The other people had different expressions, but most of them looked at the three people calmly like Han Li. Wait for them to speak.

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