A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

"This person is not an outlier!"

"What? How did the master know about this?"

Han Li was so shocked when he opened his mouth that Yin Yue couldn't help but be startled.

"Look what this is?" Han Li suddenly grabbed the void with one hand. Suddenly a ball of green light emerged, and then a jade pendant-like light and shadow appeared. There are several relatively ancient characters printed on it.

"This is the ancient text of Jin Dynasty." Yinyue was surprised again.

"Actually, if I didn't take action just now, I guess this person will be fine. This object is a jade pendant that Feng Yue carries with him. It is a top-level magic weapon. Whenever the demon bird approaches, it will emit bursts of energy on its own. The spiritual wave should have the effect of automatically protecting the Lord. Although it is hidden by him at the waist, how can a mere layer of cloth block my spiritual eyes? Naturally, I can clearly see the Dajin characters on it. You know him too! Based on these few words, this person is most likely a member of the so-called aristocratic family in the Jin Dynasty." Han Li said calmly.

"That's right. According to the classics, the title 'Ning Zhongfeng' is indeed a form of name that the Jin family likes to use. It seems that this fellow Daoist Feng should be 'fellow Daoist Feng'. However, what Ning Zhong refers to is Where is it? Is it Ningchuan County among the thirty-six major counties of the Jin Dynasty? Or Xining Prefecture among the one hundred and eight states? Or simply an ordinary city with the word 'Ning' in it." Yinyue pondered.

Because he was coming to Jin Dynasty, Han Li naturally collected a lot of classics about Jin Dynasty customs, geography, etc. Yinyue also read a lot. Therefore, he was not surprised at all when Yinyue said this casually.

"No matter which family this person is in the Jin Dynasty, the appearance of a person on the Tianlan Grassland represents trouble. Naturally, it is better to have less contact with the other person. What we have to do now is to leave the grassland and find ways to remove the evil spirit from him first. Let’s talk about the method.” After saying this, Han Li closed his eyes expressionlessly.

"That's true! This person is in the early stage of foundation building and is equipped with such a magic weapon that can automatically protect the master. He is definitely an important figure in the Feng family. But now he is hiding in the tribute team of a small tribe. There must be someone big. You're in trouble." Yinyue chuckled and agreed in a low voice.

Then the woman stopped saying anything, and silence returned to the car.

At this time, the young men outside finally used sledgehammers to smash two giant pieces of ice, skinning and deboning the three ape vultures. Then he sent the most precious six sharp claws and a dozen long feathers to Han Li.

The rest was divided between the two tribes without mercy.

Of course, because Han Li was the immortal master invited by the Heron Department, the Heron Department naturally took the lion's share. Although the big man surnamed Ba didn't get much, since it was an unexpected gain and no one was killed or injured in the demon bird attack, he was naturally very happy.

On a tightly sealed carriage of the Red Wolf Department, the man in blue robe seemed to find it inconvenient to wear a cloak, so he had already taken off the cloak on his head, revealing a fair face.

Except for his slightly thin lips, he is still handsome and tall.

At this moment, his face was cold and silent.

Suddenly, he groped around his neck with one hand and pulled out a golden chain. There is also a silver-white key tied to one end of the chain.

The key is as thin as a finger and several inches long. It is covered with mysterious and simple patterns, and there is also a golden "wind" imprinted on the oval handle.

Staring at the key, Feng Yue had a strange look in his eyes, and his face became uncertain.

It was exciting for a while, painful for a while, and finally became extremely gloomy.

After taking a long breath, he carefully put the key away and hung it around his neck as a necklace again.

After confirming that outsiders could not see the key, he also began to meditate with his eyes closed, recovering the spiritual energy he had just consumed.

After the last remains of the ape-vulture were cleaned up outside, it didn't take long for the entire convoy to get back on the road.

Only this time, no one dared to speak loudly. Although the battle just now was short, it shocked these young and unexpected people. Those with spiritual roots are even more fervent in their hearts, almost wanting to fly to the temple with wings and become immortal masters with vast supernatural powers.

The following day was uneventful, but at noon on the second day, Han Li, who was sitting in the car meditating on the mantras, finally sensed the so-called "station" designated by the temple from a distance.

Although Han Li did not dare to use his spiritual consciousness to get close to scan because he was worried about high-level immortal masters stationed inside. But I also vaguely felt that the spiritual energy inside was mixed, and there seemed to be many low-level immortal cultivators inside.

Han Li's eyes flickered a few times, his face expressionless.

After walking for more than twenty miles, the two tribesmen around the carriage burst into cheers almost at the same time.

Han Li's expression changed, and with a flick of his sleeves, the car curtain rolled up on its own, and he looked into the distance.

I saw a black spot suddenly appearing on the plain in the distance.

The blue light in Han Li's eyes flashed slightly, and he could clearly see the true appearance of the black spots.

A wall three to four feet high is made of stones mixed with thick logs. Behind the wall, there are tall tents and some simple wooden houses that are the favorite places for the Tuo people to live. There are also many Tuo mortals from time to time. Going in and out of it seems a bit confusing.

However, among the many tents and wooden houses, you can also faintly see a few stone halls and attics completely built with huge blue stones. They are sparsely located here and there. Occasionally, one or two immortal cultivators in strange costumes enter them.

This is the so-called "station". Han Li was thinking in his mind and turned his eyes to several huge stone pillars erected at intervals outside the wall.

These stone pillars are dazzling, as thick as a person's arms, and twenty or thirty feet tall. It is obvious that the Tianlan Temple has set up a large magic circle here to protect the entire city.

And in the sky above the entire station, no immortal cultivators were seen flying into the air. Obviously, this magic circle also has air restrictions.

After looking at the city, Han Li was not interested in looking any further. He stretched out his hand to wave, and lowered the car curtain again.

A quarter of an hour later, their motorcade arrived at the entrance of the station. There are no guards here, and people are completely allowed to come in and out at will.

After Yinglu and Dahan discussed it, for unknown reasons, the two tribes separated again, and the teams moved in two different directions.

Although Han Li was inside, he could still clearly sense everything nearby through his spiritual consciousness.

This station was indeed like what he saw from a distance. One word "chaos" could sum up everything. Except for a few man-made main roads, there are untidy fur tents and simple wooden houses scattered everywhere. Obviously, except for those bluestone buildings, the rest are temporary residences for tribes that pay tribute to the temple.

However, those who need to rest here are also the tribes furthest from the temple.

It's the kind of tribe that, no matter how big it is, can't get much bigger. Really large tribes all live close to the temple.

So except for a few slightly more gorgeous large tents. The rest of the tents and wooden houses are also ordinary buildings. Many even have patches on them.

This shows the plight of these small tribes.

Finally, we found an open space in a remote corner of the station. Everyone in the Heron tribe also started to set up their own tents.

Han Li got out of the car and watched their actions coldly.

After Yinglu hesitated for a moment, he actually walked over.

"Master Hanxian, this place is in chaos. I'm afraid it's not suitable for Master Immortal to meditate. However, there is also a special place for immortal masters to rest here for free. Master Xian, do you want to go there to stay for two nights first? Wait for two days After resting in the future, we can continue on the road. What do you think, Master Immortal?" the old man said respectfully.

"Okay, I understand. I'll meet you here again in two days." Han Li nodded as usual, then turned around and left immediately without any courtesy. Looking at the direction ahead, it is the tallest building here, a huge two-story stone hall.

Immortal cultivators would come and go from time to time there, which was obviously the resting place mentioned by the old man.

After walking for a short distance, we arrived in front of the stone palace.

However, Han Li looked at the two monster statues that were three to four feet tall standing at the entrance of the palace. After the monster with the head of an ox and the body of a dragon, he passed by the door with an expressionless expression.

Although he is confident that he pretends to be an unexpected person, there should be no flaws. But it's still a bit inappropriate to live with so many unexpected people who are cultivating immortals.

If there is a Nascent Soul-level immortal cultivator inside, there might be some trouble.

It's better to leave the station and find a place nearby for a couple of days. When the time is up, come back and mix in the convoy and continue on the road.

And when they arrived at the so-called Tianlan Temple, the news of the search for him must have spread, and then they would try to leave. The remaining journey is still a long way from Dajin. But if you are careful, you may have the chance to sneak into the realm of Dajin.

With this thought in his mind, Han Li walked out of the station gate calmly. He reached out and took out a small sword, and the weapon turned into a ray of light and soared into the sky.

After flying for fifty or sixty miles, the flight stopped over an inconspicuous pile of rocks.

After glancing down, he landed in front of a five or six foot high boulder.

First, he sat cross-legged and released his spiritual consciousness. After confirming that there was indeed no other person within a radius of more than 20 miles, he immediately turned around and charged at the boulder behind him with ten fingers.

After a piece of green sword energy was cut away, a hollow two feet high appeared in front of him. Just enough for one person to enter.

Han Li went in and tried to sit cross-legged, feeling quite satisfied. Then he walked ten feet away from the boulder and took out a set of formation flags from the storage bag.

After a dozen rays of light scattered and flashed, an invisible magic circle was set up.

Looking from the outside, the boulder disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving the place empty.

Han Li was not polite. He immediately entered the magic circle and disappeared without a trace.

This place is deserted.

Time passed little by little, and one day and one night passed in the blink of an eye. Han Li was in trance in the grotto, silently meditating on the instructions given by God Lord Dayan.

This formula was much smoother than he expected, and he actually seemed to have understood most of it.

This made Han Li secretly happy.

Now he was meditating on a key issue, but suddenly his eyelids jumped on their own, and his consciousness jumped out of trance in an instant, and he opened his eyes with a look of surprise on his face.

(First update!)