A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

The light and shadow transformed by the Confucian scholar appeared for an instant and then disappeared again from everyone's eyes. Wang Tiangu and others were stunned for a moment, with strange looks on their faces.

Wei Wuya was silent for a moment and then asked:

"Master Wang, is this person really the Master Cangkun of the past? However, this person only has his spirit left, even if he is really the invincible person back then. But now he is no longer fearful. He was the one who informed us about Lingmiao Garden. Of?"

"To a certain extent, this person is both Master Cangkun and not Master Cangkun. But I did learn about Lingmiao Garden from the other party." The master of the Ghost Spirit Sect heard that The space crack was just a new one, and the expression on his face relaxed. Now he answered Wei Wuya's question with a normal expression.

"What do you mean by this? Fellow Taoist, there is no need to show off." Wei Wuya's face darkened slightly, with an unpleasant look on his face.

"Brother Wei misunderstood. The scroll spirit that I saw just now is actually the remnant soul of an incarnation of Master Cang Kun in the past. This incarnation was destroyed when it encountered a restriction and was injured while exploring the Falling Demon Valley. Only then was Master Cang Kun placed in this scroll magic weapon refined with soul-nourishing wood fragments to rest and recover. But now the real Master Cang Kun has been dead for an unknown number of years. Apart from some memories, this remnant soul , has obtained an independent body. Now there is nothing wrong with saying it is another person." The leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect said calmly and leisurely.

Wei Wuya looked a little surprised when he heard this.

Wang Tiangu pursed his lips and smiled bitterly in his heart. I don’t know whether it was because I didn’t discover the secret of the scroll, or I was a little depressed because I guessed wrong again.

"So that's it. It seems that you have reached some agreement with this remnant soul. Only then will it tell you about Lingmiao Garden. But it doesn't matter, it has nothing to do with me. As long as it allows me to enter Lingmiao Garden Yuan, what kind of agreement have you had with it? I will not ask. At this age, Wei only wants to enter the stage of transformation into gods, so as to ascend to the spirit world." Wei Wuya nodded and said coldly.

"Brother Wei is indeed a sensible person. This is the best. Okay! Since this space crack only appeared by chance, let's set off!" The master of the Ghost Spirit Sect smiled slightly, then motioned to a disciple and stepped forward again. After opening the road.

The Ghost Spirit Sect disciple looked a little pale, but without saying a word, he walked around the space crack in front and walked forward.

Wei Wuya walked slowly and quietly. Others in the Ghost Spirit Sect also followed suit.

The group of people continued to walk towards the clearly visible huge altar.

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"What's going on? Your flying squirrel is out of control!" Standing on a glacier covered with thick ice, Han Li looked up at the bloody glow that appeared again in the sky, and looked at Zi Ling beside him with a gloomy expression. said.

Not far behind him, a huge ice crack more than twenty feet wide loomed. Han Li had just passed through this ice crevice and sneaked into the inner valley again.

Looking around here, there is ice and snow everywhere, and the biting wind is blowing by in waves. But Han Li stood motionless in his thin green shirt, completely ignoring the cold wind.

"I don't know, my flying squirrel was fine outside, but as soon as it came out of the ice crevice, it suddenly went crazy. Fortunately, I put it away early, otherwise I don't know what happened. Now it is in the spirit animal bag He looked extremely violent." Zi Lingdai frowned and looked puzzled.

Han Li pondered for a moment, then suddenly slapped his hand into the storage bag. A small group of gold-eating insects rushed out of the bag, then buzzed in the air and turned into a small insect cloud, staying above Han Li's head. move.

Han Li's consciousness secretly prompted him, and the small group of insect clouds immediately flew back to the spirit beast bag without any signs of losing control.

Han Li touched his chin, his eyes flickering, but he immediately patted another spirit beast bag, and a black light shot out from the bag, circled, and landed a few feet in front of Han Li.

The light faded, and a small black monkey several inches in size appeared in front of him. It is the Soul Crying Beast.

At this moment, it yawned, blinked, and looked at Han Li blankly, as if it had just woken up.

Han Li looked at the beast for a long time, then he flicked his sleeves with an expressionless face, and a cloud of green clouds swept out.

A moment later, a green light flashed, and there was no trace of the soul-crying beast.

"Since your flying squirrel is out of control, no matter what the reason is, we have to look for the people of the Ghost Spirit Gate on our own. Fortunately, we have entered the inner valley, and we will not be far away from them. I will use my magical power to look for it. See if I can We have found their traces. Please help me protect the law for the time being." After Han Li pondered for a while, he said to Zi Ling with a decision in his heart.

There was no difference between the gold-eating bug and the soul-crying beast in the inner valley, which made him feel relieved. After all, one of them is a strange insect, and the other is a mutated and ferocious beast. Naturally, it is very different from ordinary spiritual beasts.

However, Han Li naturally didn't know that the thousand-mile oriole prepared by Nanlong Marquis could also be safe and sound in the valley, but the borrowed spiritual birds of Master Mulan were as out of control as Zi Ling's flying squirrel.

The whole story naturally involves some secrets in Neigu.

"Then we can only rely on Brother Han's magical power." Zi Ling bit her red lips slightly and could only say this.

Han Li nodded, sat down cross-legged calmly, and closed his eyes slightly.

After a moment, his body was filled with spiritual light, and his whole body was wrapped in a green glow, giving him a bit more spiritual aura.

Zi Ling stayed aside quietly, staring at Han Li's ordinary face with a pair of clear spring eyes without blinking.

To be honest, Zi Ling herself couldn't tell what kind of feelings she had for the man in front of her.

The two of them were said to be pure friends, but that was a bit different. At the very least, when she occasionally saw the amazement of her appearance in Han Li's eyes, she felt a slight sense of joy and excitement in her heart.

It's not even close to being a confidante. Although Han Li and Han Li have shared life and death journeys, Han Li has never really revealed his heart to her so far. Instead, he seemed to be vaguely intending to distance himself from her, without any intention of going further.

In fact, with Han Li's current cultivation and status, if he was willing to propose to her, she would not be able to predict whether she would agree or reject it. When she accidentally learned from the woman named Song from the Luoyun Sect that Han Li already had a partner named Nangong Wan, she felt more disappointed, as if the thing she had long admired had been taken away by someone else. a feeling of.

Looking at Han Li's face flashing in the blue light, Zi Ling looked a little dazed and had some random thoughts in his mind.

Han Li, who was meditating, naturally had no idea what Zi Ling was thinking. But he had already released his powerful spiritual consciousness and quickly searched everything within a hundred miles to see if there were any Ghost Spirit Sect monks. However, after coming here for a while, he found nothing.

Han Li frowned slightly, but still refused to give up, he shrouded his consciousness even further, to a range of nearly two hundred miles. But after a lot of work, there was still no breath of other monks.

Han Li thought for a moment, then suddenly took off a spirit beast bag filled with gold-eating insects from his waist and took it out. After making a seal with both hands, thousands of gold-eating insects poured out of the bag and turned into a cloud of golden insects.

"go!"

Han Li opened his eyes, raised his hand, and struck a green spell on the insect cloud.

After the insect cloud buzzed, it dispersed and turned into golden flowers that shot away in all directions.

When Han Li closed his eyes again, his aura began to shine brightly as he spoke. Seeing this scene, Zi Ling showed a hint of surprise, wondering what kind of magical power Han Li was going to use.

At this time, Han Li had already used the Dayan Art to its extreme. He actually forcibly turned his consciousness into thousands of distractions. Except for a few distractions that remained on the body to protect the body from accidents, the rest of the distractions quickly caught up with each gold-eating insect, temporarily attached to them, spread their wings and dispersed in all directions.

With the help of the gold-eating insect's eyes, there is no need to sense the monk's aura, and he directly starts to search piece by piece, where the next mark may be.

Naturally, many of them encountered space cracks and were swallowed up, or fell into restrictions and were unable to return. But Han Li's distraction was basically an invisible thing, and it was an attached body. When he saw that the situation was not going well, he quickly abandoned the gold-eating insect that was attached to him, and let the distraction return to Han Li. But even so, there are still more than a dozen distractions that cannot be escaped, trapped or destroyed.

When encountering this situation, Han Li decisively gave up the connection between these distractions, so as not to involve other distractions.

However, every time he gave up a distraction, Han Li's face couldn't help but turn a little pale.

But fortunately, his consciousness was extremely powerful, and the loss of these distractions did not hurt his muscles and bones at all, and his expression was as usual in a moment.

With thousands of gold-eating insects searching the sky, Han Li finally found clues after a long time and found the path of the Ghost Spirit Sect monks.

He immediately urged all the distracted people with his spiritual thoughts, and thousands of gold-eating insects immediately turned around and flew back.

When the last gold-eating insect entered the bag, Han Li opened his eyes with a sneer on his face.

"Let's go! We found their traces."

As soon as he said this, Han Li immediately stood up and turned into a blue rainbow rising into the sky. Seeing this, Zi Ling was delighted and turned into a startling rainbow and followed closely.

Not long after, Han Li and Zi Ling appeared above a pile of rocks.

Han Li stared at a new empty pit below with a strange look on his face.

"It seems that this place is where the next mark is. So, if I remember correctly, there are two more marks where we can find the location of the Ling Candle Fruit. The next location is easy to find, just right. This is the perfect opportunity for us to catch up with the people from the Ghost Spirit Sect." Han Li said calmly, flicking his sleeves, and a ball of white light shot out from the sleeves, landing a few feet in front of Han Li. A windmill.

"Get in this car. Speed ​​up and catch up with them! Your escape speed is too slow. Only by speeding up your escape speed several times can you possibly catch up with them." Han Li gave an unquestionable command to Zi Ling.

"Speed ​​up several times? There are countless space cracks in this inner valley. Isn't it too dangerous!" Zi Ling was taken aback, and his expression changed.

(This is the first update!)