A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

After a moment, the small cyan cauldron shone brightly in the infant fire, exuding a hot aura. The entire secret room began to heat up, and the temperature rose sharply.

A cold light flashed in Han Li's eyes. He raised his hand and hit the small cauldron with a spell.

There was a soft "pop" sound, and a ray of green light flew from the cauldron into the sky. The cauldron cover actually flew out on its own, circled, and then floated motionless in the sky above the small cauldron.

Seeing this, Han Li quickly pointed at a square jade box on the ground in front of him. The lid of the box suddenly disappeared silently, revealing a dark tuber-like thing inside, several inches in size and somewhat oblate in shape. .

Han Li stared at the object for a moment, then reached out and made a move in the air. Suddenly, the tuber-like object flew out of the jade box and stayed in the air about a few feet above the ground.

Han Li flicked his fingers calmly, a green light flashed past, and a fifth of the tuber's size fell down without a trace.

The sleeves of the robe were flicked, and a green glow shot out from the sleeves. The fallen part was rolled up and thrown into the small cauldron.

Then he hit the tuber with another spell, and it immediately fell back into the jade box.

Then Han Li ignored the object and cast a spell to open another long wooden box, revealing a green stem of unknown spiritual grass.

Cast the same spell, use the sword light to cut off a small section, and put it into the cauldron.

In this way, Han Li followed the recipe for elixir, selected various materials in front of him, put some of them into the cauldron, and finally took out one of the Spiritual Candle Fruits.

The green sword light flashed, divided it into four parts, and put one of them into the cauldron.

Only then did Han Li touch the suspended cauldron lid lightly.

The lid of the cauldron fell straight down, covering the small cauldron tightly.

Han Li let out a breath and opened his mouth again. The cyan baby fire burst out from his mouth, and the cyan flame suddenly swelled, and the temperature in the room suddenly rose a lot.

At this time, staring at the small cauldron in the flames, Han Li's fingers kept bouncing, and he continued to fire out magic spells one after another, hitting the small cauldron without missing a single one.

Not long after, bursts of thunder began to be heard from the small cauldron, and the sound became louder and louder.

When Han Li saw this, he raised his eyebrows, and the speed of the kneading in his hand changed, suddenly becoming slower and faster.

The sound of thunder in the cauldron was also high for a while and low for a while, which seemed strange and abnormal.

Han Li's expression was dull at this time, but the blue light in his eyes was flickering, as if he could directly see through the cauldron wall to observe the condition of the elixir in the small cauldron, and he looked neither sad nor happy.

Time passed like this little by little.

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While Han Li was working hard on refining the elixir, at the altar in the basin, the Ghost Spirit Sect group finally climbed to the top of the altar that was hundreds of feet high.

I don’t know what the ancient monks who built the altar thought, but the restrictions on the steps of the altar are really perverted. Starting from the bottom of the altar, almost every time the stairs climb a certain height, the gravity exerted on these people will immediately increase greatly.

Therefore, when climbing from the bottom to the middle of the altar, it only took the group slowly more than two hours. However, from the middle to the top of the altar, it took a full day and night, and even had to take a small break in the middle. Half a day to restore mana.

The master of the Ghost Spirit Sect and other Nascent Soul cultivators were fine, but the three disciples in the Dan Formation stage were really struggling to reach the top. Because when we reached the last dozen or so steps, almost a thousand pounds of force was exerted on us every step we took. These pill-forming monks moved here almost inch by inch.

Of course, the most relaxed one among them is Wei Wuya.

From the beginning to the end, we didn't see any big impact of the restriction on this late Yuanying monk, and he never showed signs of difficulty. You must know that even when Wang Tiangu and others reached the last stage, they could only take one step and stop, and their faces were really ugly.

Of course, when the leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect saw Wei Wuya's behavior, he was a little frightened and he couldn't help but look at Wei Wuya.

Although the group of them had different cultivation levels, they climbed to the top of the altar at the same time under the careful attention of the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

As soon as they stepped on it, the feeling that was as heavy as a mountain just now disappeared without a trace. The Ghost Spirit Sect disciples finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although they were protected by spiritual light, walking all the way from the bottom of the altar still made them all feel sore in their backs and legs, and made their whole bodies weak.

They have not experienced this feeling that only mortals have for a long time. After all, usually getting there is just a matter of stomping your feet, so I have never suffered this kind of pain again.

Wang Tiangu and others ignored all this. As soon as they set foot here, they immediately started looking around.

The area here is more than a hundred feet wide, and the ground is covered with exceptionally crystal clear white jade bricks. In the middle, there is a huge altar table six or seven feet long, made of beautiful turquoise jade, which is extremely delicate. The rest of the place is empty, but there is a tall bluestone pillar erected at each corner of the altar.

These stone pillars are about ten feet high, and the surface of each pillar is imprinted with dense runes and spells. They look obscure and ancient. On the top of these stone pillars squats a unicorn stone statue, which is lifelike, with different shapes, and exudes a faint spiritual light, which seems to be unusual.

Naturally, several people looked at such a simple thing in an instant.

Wei Wuya didn't find anything more noteworthy, so he couldn't help but frown, and he couldn't help but glance sideways at the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

The master of the Ghost Spirit Sect was looking up at the sky, his hands behind his back motionless, as if he had seen something interesting. .

Wei Wuya was surprised, and he also took a look at the sky. High in the sky, it was blood red, and lower down, various colors of rays of light were floating in the air. Apart from the fact that there were more wisps of rays of light, there was no other abnormality.

"Master Wang! Now that we are here, where is the entrance to Lingmiao Garden?" Wei Wu asked directly and without any politeness.

"Fellow Daoist Wei, don't be anxious. The entrance to the Lingmiao Garden is naturally covered by a ban. But only the spirit in the painting knows how to break the ban. Just call him out and ask." The master of the Ghost Spirit Sect. He replied calmly.

"I see. It seems that this is also part of the deal between Wang Daoyou and the incarnation of Master Cang Kun." Wei Wuya's expression changed and he said slowly.

"Hehe! Fellow Daoist Wei is a smart man. This matter does involve some conditions that I promised to the other party. Fellow Daoist, wait a moment, I will call it out right now." The master of the Ghost Spirit Sect said with a smile, stretched out his hand to the cuff of his sleeve, and then A silver-white scroll appeared in his hand.

Wang Tiangu's eyes flashed and he walked over without saying a word.

This time, the owner of the Ghost Spirit Sect threw out the scroll and unfolded it, and a group of green light flew out of the painting, immediately transforming into the image of a Confucian scholar.

"Yes, it's here. I never thought I would be able to return here one day." As soon as Master Cang Kun's incarnation spirit appeared, he didn't pay attention to anyone, but looked around excitedly, with an excited look on his face.

"As promised, I have brought you to the altar. According to what you said, this is the center of the Fallen Demon Valley and the entrance to the Lingmiao Garden. Now it's your turn to fulfill your promise and open the entrance to the Lingmiao Garden. ." The master of the Ghost Spirit Sect looked at him coldly, and then said indifferently after the Confucian scholar's expression recovered a little.

"I have been restrained by you. Are you still afraid that I will lie to you? The entrance to Lingmiao Garden is above the altar. I am not lying to you. It's just that the restraint is a bit weird and I have to cast the spell myself." After saying this As he spoke, the Confucian scholar also looked up at the sky, glanced at the glow in the sky, rubbed his hands, and a gray-white fireball appeared in his hands. He raised his hands again, and the fireball shot straight into the sky.

As a result, as soon as the fireball hit the clouds, it mysteriously disappeared out of thin air.

. Seeing this, the Confucian scholar nodded, turned to look at the four stone pillars around him, and said without wasting any more time.

"A few fellow Taoists will inject some spiritual energy into the four stone pillars, and then leave it to me to break the restrictions."

Upon hearing this, Wang Tiangu and the other three looked at each other. The leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect hesitated for a moment and then said in a low voice:

"Okay, just follow what my fellow Taoist said. The three of you go to the stone pillar over there. Junior Brother Wang, I have to trouble you for a moment."

"As you command, Master!"

The three disciples immediately bowed and agreed, and Wang Tiangu did not hesitate and walked towards one of the stone pillars in a few steps.

Immediately following an order from the leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect, the four of them each stretched out a palm and pressed it on the stone pillar, slowly injecting spiritual power into it, and then transferred the spiritual power to the stone statue at the top through the stone pillar.

Not long after, the four stone pillars began to buzz and tremble slightly.

The Kirin stone statue on the top flashed with spiritual light, and its dull eyes suddenly lit up with a blood-red light, as if it was coming to life.

Seeing this situation, Wei Wuya vaguely felt that the situation of the four stone pillars seemed to have been heard somewhere. But I couldn't think of it for the moment. His face showed a look of contemplation.

The master of the Ghost Spirit Sect stood there, watching the scene quietly without saying a word.

Suddenly, the Kirin stone statue slowly raised its head at the same time and opened its big mouth. The five-colored glow inside flickered, as if something was about to spurt out.

The Confucian scholar with a ghostly body took action at this time.

He raised his hands, flicked his fingers slightly, and four gray spells shot out and hit the stone statue.

Suddenly the thing in Qilin's mouth swelled and shrank, and he shot out one after another.

Four five-color light pillars rose into the sky and shot towards the sky. Then the light exploded, and a five-color light ball about ten feet in size appeared in the sky.

Then the space near the light ball twisted and deformed, and after an earth-shaking loud noise, it suddenly exploded.

The five-color spiritual light was dazzling, covering the entire sky above the altar for a moment, and the astonishing fluctuations of spiritual energy swept towards the monks on the altar like a stormy wave.

Even a monk like Wei Wuya couldn't help but change his face when he sensed the intensity of the spiritual energy fluctuations. The rest of the people couldn't help but take a few steps back and hurriedly mobilized their spiritual power to resist.

Fortunately, the explosion process was very short. In the blink of an eye, the glow converged and the spiritual energy collapsed. Only then did Gui Ling Sect and the others feel at ease, and they quickly raised their heads and looked into the sky.

As a result, everyone was shocked when they saw the situation clearly in the air.

Wei Wuya's face turned livid, he turned his head sharply, stared at the Confucian scholar and said coldly:

"Is this the entrance to Lingmiao Garden you mentioned?"

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