A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

As soon as the black-robed young man's Nascent Soul was covered by the fragrant mist, he felt dizzy and his consciousness was weak. After being pierced by those silver lights at lightning speed, his whole body was condensed and all his supernatural powers were lost. Even if he wanted to It is impossible to self-destruct.

Nascent Soul's little face turned pale for an instant, and she stared in disbelief at the other young woman in white next to Han Li.

"Not bad! Your strikes are becoming more and more agile." Although he sent a message to Yin Yue to strike secretly, Han Li still praised the young woman with a smile on his face.

"This is the perfect time for the master to ask the maid to take action. This person just wanted to escape, so he didn't notice that what I left behind was just a phantom. The real body had already sneaked aside." Xiao Yinyue He pursed his lips and said with a smile. Then Xiangxiu waved at the other "Silver Moon" beside Han Li, and it suddenly turned into a ball of white light and dissipated.

Han Li smiled slightly and said nothing more. But the huge golden net covering the area turned into a ball of gold again amidst the sound of thunder, flew into his hand and disappeared.

As for the Da Geng Sword Formation, Han Li transformed it into thirty-six flying swords with a flash of his mind. After shrinking, they flew into his cuffs on their own.

Han Li then calmly glanced at the Nascent Soul.

The Nascent Soul of the black-robed young man was so frightened that he wanted to curse, but he was so weak that he couldn't even open his mouth.

"Yinyue, take him to the woods over there and start searching for a way to lift the soul-sealing curse." Han Li said coldly after his face darkened, and then he rose into the air and flew alone into the dense forest on the other side. go.

"Yes, Master." Yinyue agreed respectfully, stretched out her hand to lift Nascent Soul, and followed him lightly.

Soon after, a large pink fragrant mist emerged from the dense forest, covering the entire forest.

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Hundreds of miles away from the island where Han Li and the black-robed young man were fighting, there was a flash of spiritual light, and six shocking rainbows of different colors were flying towards the island.

The leader of the group looked solemn, and he was the silver-haired old man from the Luoyun Sect.

"Fellow Daoist Cheng, your perception is correct. That teleportation array looks very crude. It's incredible that it can teleport people so far away." Following the silver-haired old man, a fat old man with a rosy nose suddenly suddenly asked.

"Absolutely. What I can sense now is very clear. Junior Brother Han should be not far ahead. Fellow Taoists, please be more careful. That person is at least a demon cultivator in the middle Nascent Soul stage or above. Although there are many people like us, we are all This is the initial stage of cultivation, so you should be more careful when facing this demonic cultivator." The silver-haired old man replied affirmatively at first, and then warned him worriedly.

"Don't worry. This time Brother You has brought all the treasures of the Immortal Bell. Even if we lose to that person, we will have no problem escaping." The fire dragon boy who looked like a boy on the other side said with a chuckle.

"That's true. If Brother You hadn't been willing to bring this treasure to help out this time, I really wouldn't have dared to take a few Taoist friends to take this risk. After all, if the magic medicine is the master of Yinluo Sect, I and the others can't It's dangerous." After hearing this, the silver-haired old man looked at the other gray-robed old man and said gratefully.

"It's nothing. Brother Cheng was very kind to You back then. I should do my best. And that Yinluo Sect demon cultivator dared to go deep into our country of Xi to hurt people. He really didn't take us seriously at all. Here, naturally you have to give the other party some color. Otherwise, we will really think that there is no one in our Immortal Cultivation World in Xi Country." The gray-robed old man smiled slightly and said politely.

"However, I am very curious about the Korean Taoist friend of your sect. I heard that Brother Cheng's junior brother shone brilliantly in the battle with the Mulan people and almost played a role in turning the tide. I admire you very much. I really want to make some friends." Another man with a dignified appearance and a majestic aura interjected after laughing.

"Yes, Mr. Chen is also very familiar with the name of Taoist Fellow Han recently. I also plan to see it." The old man with a rosy nose also said with a smile.

"This is easy. After helping Junior Brother Han solve the matter, Cheng will introduce it to everyone. However, I am a little worried about Junior Brother Han's current safety. That demon cultivator is cunning enough and actually wanted to set up a temporary teleportation array. Method to get rid of us. Now that such a long time has passed, junior brother has been fighting the enemy alone. I wonder if something will happen?" The silver-haired old man showed a worried look.

"Don't worry. Since that person is deliberately trying to get rid of us, he must not have a very high level of cultivation. Otherwise, why would he be so cautious and careful every step of the way. With Fellow Daoist Han's level of cultivation, he won't suffer any losses." The big Hankou said Preach straight from the heart.

"I hope I can borrow some good words from fellow Taoist." The silver-haired old man smiled bitterly and could only say this.

He knew it very well. Judging from the demonic cultivators who broke into the Luoyun Sect that day, even if they were not great monks in the late Yuanying stage, they were still top-level beings in the middle stage of the Yuanying stage. How could anyone be so easy to deal with. He didn't want Luoyun Sect to have a powerful elder and something happen to him immediately.

Fortunately, as long as he could sense the presence of the tracking mark, it meant that Han Li's life was safe, and he could feel more at ease.

As the six Nascent Soul cultivators spoke, they escaped for more than a hundred miles and slowly approached the island. The faces of the group of people also began to show solemn expressions.

"Hey!" The silver-haired old man said softly, and Dunguang suddenly stopped listening.

"Brother Cheng, what happened?" someone asked strangely.

"Junior Brother Han seems to be moving this way. I don't know if he has solved the problem or is..." The silver-haired old man's next words were not spoken. But other people naturally understand what it means. If captured alive, natural markers may also fly towards here.

"Let's make preparations. If something happens to Fellow Daoist Han, we will naturally save him." The old man surnamed You said calmly, then he patted the storage bag with one hand, and a small yellow bell appeared. In his hand, he gently held it up and looked forward without saying a word.

After the others looked at each other, they all solemnly took out their treasures and prepared for the battle.

The silver-haired old man's face was gloomy, and there was anxiety in his eyes.

After a while, everyone saw a green light flashing in the distance, and a blue rainbow flying through the sky.

"It's Junior Brother Han Dunguang. Nothing happened to him." As soon as he saw this Dunguang, the silver-haired old man immediately let out a sigh of relief and smiled happily without having to glance at it with his spiritual consciousness.

When the other monks saw this, their faces showed surprise.

Since Han Li was fine, could he have defeated that demon cultivator by himself?

Just when the other monks were confused, they saw that the blue light was extremely fast, and it was in front of several people in the blink of an eye. The light faded, and a young man in green robe appeared, it was Han Li himself.

"Senior Brother Cheng, fellow Taoist Fire Dragon, you are also here. These fellow Taoists must be helping us. I am really grateful to Han for helping these fellow Taoists to come to Sohu this time." Han Li frowned, as if he was worried. , but when they saw the silver-haired old man and the others, they reluctantly smiled, clasped their hands and said words of thanks.

"Fellow Daoist Han was joking. I came a little late and couldn't help at all. I'm really ashamed!" The old man surnamed You looked at Han Li carefully and said modestly, not daring to show off.

The other monks seemed to be led by the old man in gray robes, and they all looked at Han Li with smiles and silence.

The silver-haired old man looked behind Han Li and saw no pursuers, so he couldn't help but ask:

"Junior Brother Han, where is that demon cultivator! Did you escape?"

"That person has been destroyed by me. I have also transformed Yuanying. But this person is not the sect leader of Yinluo Sect, but an elder in their sect." Han Li said calmly.

"What? I was really killed by my junior brother. Although that person was not a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, he should be a middle-stage Nascent Soul demon cultivator. Junior brother, can you also kill him?" The silver-haired old man was a little unbelievable after hearing this.

The old man surnamed You, the Fire Dragon Boy and others also looked horrified when they heard this.

Even though they didn't seem to care about the demon cultivator on the road, since they knew that the other party could injure an early Yuanying monk in Luoyun Sect and then walk away easily, they naturally knew that this demon cultivator was no small matter. If the monk surnamed You hadn't brought the Immortal Bell, they wouldn't have dared to intervene in this matter.

But now that they heard that Han Li killed the demon cultivator by himself and even destroyed the Nascent Soul, they were naturally shocked.

"It's just a fluke, his technique happened to be restrained by me." Han Li said vaguely, then he pondered for a moment, raised his hand, and threw a dark object towards the silver-haired old man.

The old man subconsciously took this thing, it was extremely cool. Taking a closer look, I saw a jet-black token with densely packed talismans and incantations, and an ancient Chinese character "Luo" in the middle.

"What is this?" The silver-haired old man vaguely guessed, but still couldn't help asking.

"This is the elder token of the Yinluo Sect left by the demon cultivator. It is also a quite powerful ancient treasure. Having this item is enough to confirm its identity." Han Li raised the corner of his mouth slightly and then said Said calmly.

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their attention to the order. Naturally, they saw how extraordinary the second token was, and no longer had any doubts in their hearts.

Then others couldn't help but ask about the details of the battle, and Han Li explained it in an understatement. Seeing that he didn't want to say more, the others were too wise to say anything.

However, they all saved up and wanted to make friends with Han Li.

After all, a monk like Han Li who can even kill demon cultivators in the middle stage of Nascent Soul can only imagine how powerful his magical powers are. Befriending him will bring many benefits to the sect and to you personally. ‘

Since these people were here to help him, Han Li was naturally extremely polite, and the group of people chatted happily and went back.

On the way, Han Li, the silver-haired old man and the monks said goodbye and returned to the Luoyun Sect in Yunmeng Mountain.

In the side hall of the sect's meeting hall, the old man finally asked the question in his heart:

"Junior brother Han, did you find a way to lift the soul-sealing curse this time? I see that you were worried on the road and seemed to be trying to be happy. Could it be that this trip did not achieve its purpose?"