A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

"Of course. I'm not interested in knowing anything else. This deal is settled. This place is a bit eye-catching. Come with me to another place and cast the spell." Han Li showed a smile on his face, and without waiting for the other party's consent, he He brushed his robe on the young man's face.

A piece of green cloud flew out and covered Feng Yue's head directly. The young man suddenly turned over and fell, but was wrapped around the waist by Qingxia and floated gently up.

Although Han Li's cultivation has been sealed, he is still very proficient in the use of magic skills, which is not comparable to the foundation-building monks.

At this time, the dark clouds transformed by the second Nascent Soul also flew out from the forest on the side. After a flash, he reappeared in front of Han Li in the form of a baby. One hand was still holding the three-edged thorn, and the other hand was holding the soul of the old man Eagle Eye.

"It's useless to keep it, just destroy it." Han Li glanced at the old man's soul and said casually without emotion.

When the second Nascent Soul heard this, he grinned playfully, and black-green flames suddenly appeared in his clenched hands.

The green light group trembled and silently turned into a puff of blue smoke in the flames.

At the same time, Han Li also flicked his finger, and a fireball the size of an egg hit the remains of the old man's body.

The fire shot into the sky, and the old man with Eagle Eyes disappeared both physically and mentally from this world.

Then, Han Li reached out and struck the ground, and a storage bag and the small flaming sword flew into his hand.

After cleaning up the other obvious traces, Han Li flew into the sky with Fengyue's royal weapon and escaped to the pile of rocks where he had been meditating.

Before his cultivation was unsealed, he naturally could only be more careful.

But speaking of it, Han Li is also quite depressed now.

Although his spiritual consciousness is extremely powerful, comparable to that of a late Yuanying monk. But under normal circumstances now, people don't dare to let their spiritual consciousness go too far, but instead have to take the initiative to restrain most of it. Otherwise, if the sudden great immortal master or other sudden immortal masters who practice spiritual consciousness and secret techniques find out and are looking for him, it will really be a dead end.

However, if you only shrink your spiritual consciousness nearby, you still don't know if you may be bullied by high-level alien cultivators into the vicinity.

The reason why he was discovered was when gold-eating insects were breeding in the middle of the grassland. Part of it is a little lax and careless. But more importantly, it is also due to shrinking the spiritual consciousness in the vicinity. As a result, the monks in the middle stage of Yuanying chased the monsters and flew away. Their escape speed was as fast as that of the monks in the late stage of Yuanying. The distance of more than twenty miles was actually in front of us in an instant. Even if he noticed it, it was too late to collect the insects and leave, so he suffered an unreasonable disaster.

However, in the huge Tianlan Grassland, they happened to encounter an Immortal Master who was an unexpected person in the middle stage of Nascent Soul who was good at flying escape. I don’t know if the other party is too unlucky, or if he is more unlucky!

I believe that if both parties had just a little understanding of each other's magical powers, they probably wouldn't make a move.

Whenever he thought about this matter, Han Li himself felt a little bit dumbfounded.

Now, of course, his evil spirit has backfired, and the mana of the victim has been sealed. The opponent only managed to escape one-seventh of the Nascent Soul using that weird magical power, and his cultivation level was probably even more severely damaged. I don’t know when it will be able to recover again.

For some reason, Han Li remembered this matter again in the air. After sighing, the person returned to the sky above the pile of rocks and fell down calmly.

…

One day later, Han Li returned to his station as promised. There are obviously fewer tents here than there were two days ago. It seems that some tribes have finished resting and are starting to hit the road one after another.

But when Han Li returned to Heron's tent, Yinglu and others were already prepared and had prepared the carriage. They were waiting for Han Li, the immortal master, to come back.

Upon seeing Han Li, Yinglu was naturally overjoyed and hurriedly asked Han Li to get in the car. Then the driving team left the place and went straight to the exit on the other side of the station.

Han Li sat on the original carriage, gently closed his eyes, and prepared to rest for a while.

But what he didn't expect was that shortly after the carriage walked out of the door, it suddenly stopped with a creak.

Han Li frowned and opened his eyes, but did not open the curtains and directly let out some of his consciousness. Pay attention to the situation nearby.

Not long after, several more small convoys came over one after another. The leaders of the convoy greeted Yinglu politely and then merged the teams together.

Only then did Han Li realize that the leader of the Heron Tribe had united many small tribes to go on the road together during his absence for two days.

There is a cultivator in these convoys, but their cultivation is naturally terrible. Among them, two of the immortal masters in the team were even in the Qi refining stage. According to the Tutu people, they did not have the formal qualifications of immortal masters at all. I don’t know how these two tribes got into the convoy.

After being sealed, Han Li's cultivation level in the middle stage of foundation building actually became the highest overall cultivation level in the team.

Han Li touched his chin, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

In his opinion, dragging these people on the road is not only unhelpful, but also more cumbersome.

At this time, the Red Wolf convoy also arrived in a hurry. When he saw a certain carriage in their convoy, Han Li's eyes flashed a few times and he wanted to take back his consciousness. suddenly. Another extremely slight ray of consciousness swept past the convoy. If Han Li's spiritual consciousness was not far superior to the other party's, he might not have been able to detect it at all.

Han Li's expression changed, and he quickly calmed down without thinking too much.

Sure enough, after that ray of spiritual consciousness swept across the entire convoy, he immediately turned back to check the vehicles containing the cultivators. After a while, after circling Han Li for several times, he finally flew out of the car without any results.

Han Li looked gloomily in the direction of the station he just came out from, and glanced coldly.

At the same time, on the second floor platform of a bluestone pavilion in the station, three unexpected people were standing in the direction of the convoy where Han Li and others were. The leader, an old man with bald eyebrows, suddenly let out a soft sigh and suddenly opened his eyes that had been closed before. There was a trace of doubt on his face.

"Senior Ying. Have you discovered that person?" Among the two monks, a man and a woman, standing behind the old man, the middle-aged man's expression changed and he asked nervously.

"Hmph! Don't worry. It's not that foreigner. It's a person who seems to have been poisoned. He's been covered in poison gas and hasn't died yet. This is a bit strange." The bald-browed old man glanced at the big man and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Uncle, Brother Li is a little worried. Of course, uncle will not be afraid of the foreigners. But there is only one Nascent Soul monk here, and that person is so fierce. Even if the uncle can resist it, the place is like this It would be terrible if the leaders of many small tribes and low-level immortal masters were to be involved. The two of us can't afford it." Another woman in palace clothes hurriedly helped the big man to save the situation with a smile.

"You don't need to put gold on my face. If the other party is not seriously injured, even if there are two or three of me, they will never be his opponent. But now that the other party has suffered the immortal master's capture, there is nothing to be afraid of. . In the future, I will be stationed here to prevent the other party from sneaking in. The method of cultivating gold-eating insects from foreigners must be obtained by the temple. And not only your station, but also all nearby stations, There will be high-level immortal masters like me, one after another, stationed there."

"After setting up the dragnet, the saint and another great immortal will rush to the nearby temple and wait for the opening ceremony to end. The saint and the two great immortals will use the holy weapon to summon the clone of the holy beast. , and then use the power of the holy beast to quickly search out the opponent's hiding place. By then, the foreigners will be unable to fly." The bald-browed old man said calmly.

"That's it. I said that the immortal masters who gave the order have not sent anyone to urge our actions since they issued the order." The woman in palace clothes breathed a sigh of relief. .

"Hmph! Your little trick. Who can you hide it from? However, I can't blame you. Even if the man is seriously injured, you are no match. Not only you, but also the search teams in other places, all with lower cultivation levels. It's almost the same situation. We old guys don't really expect to find this person by alerting the enemy. After all, the escape techniques of foreigners are really extraordinary. Not only are they proficient in earth escape techniques, but the blood escape technique used to escape is also It's extremely weird. Even if we find out, it's impossible to keep the other party without the presence of the Great Immortal Master. The same is true for us. However, you just know the news. Surface work still needs to be done. We still need to search nearby from time to time. Just for a moment." The old man said with a snort.

"Yes! Senior (Uncle Master)" The middle-aged man and the woman in palace clothes looked at each other and couldn't help but replied happily.

After all, the two of them were still a little worried about their previous ineffective behavior. But now that the person in front of me has made it clear, I feel completely at ease.

"By the way. Senior Ying, since we just realized that the person who was poisoned in the convoy is a bit weird, would you like me to keep him and let my seniors investigate and find out the reason?" the big man said somewhat flatteringly.

"That man..." The bald-browed old man's heart moved, he twirled his beard and pondered.

"Forget it. That person either took some magic pill or had some poison-proof treasure on his body to do this. It's not too mysterious. But he should be an elder of his sect and have some origins. And I see that he has something The death aura exists. It probably won’t last for a few days. If you die on our side, I’m afraid it will cause some trouble.” The bald-browed old man waved his hand and said.

"Yes, just follow what the senior said." He flattered her, but it ended up being slapped on the horse's hoof, and the big man looked sarcastic.

At this time, the bald-browed old man took another look in the direction of the motorcade. His eyebrows wrinkled inadvertently.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when he scanned the convoy for the first time, his eyelids suddenly twitched, and he suddenly felt an unusual depression on the immortal cultivator in the other carriage. But this feeling was too short-lived. When he took a closer look for the second time, he didn't feel anything strange about that person anymore.

This made him feel a little confused and hesitant.

(Second update!)