A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

When Wang Tiejian heard this, he was slightly startled. The sound sounded like the call of the little maid named Huang Ying on the ship. However, the Shun River may condense into ice on the surface of the river at other times, but there will never be ice during the flood season. Not to mention today's weather...

Wang Tiejian couldn't help but look up at the sky, and saw the fiery red sun at noon. Even though he was only wearing a thin leather jacket, he still felt slightly hot and wanted to sweat. What's more, there are people in the ice?

Even after so many years in the world, this was the first time he heard of such a strange thing. After reaching out and touching the two iron short guns on his back, he raised his legs and walked toward the place where the sound came from.

As soon as he walked to the side of the big boat, he saw at a glance that there were seven or eight people gathered there, including men and women, including maids, male servants, and boatmen. They were huddled together and pointing at something in the river. , with an expression of admiration in his mouth.

He glanced slightly sideways, and sure enough, four to five feet away from the side of the boat to the east, there was something white floating on the river, which was very eye-catching.

After taking a closer look, it turned out to be a crystal clear ice cube, and it really looked like a figure was trapped in it.

"It's really strange. Could it be that someone fell into the river in the past and is now floating up from the bottom of the water with melted ice? Wang Tiejian couldn't help but murmured to himself with a look of surprise.

"Brother Wang, what happened?" There were footsteps and a low voice behind him.

"Brother Gao, you're here too." Without looking back, Wang Tiequiang knew that the man behind him was his old partner for many years, an escort who had practiced hard kung fu for several years and was also famous for his boxing and kicking skills.

"Oh, there are really people in the ice. This is a rare thing." A bearded man casually walked to the side and said in wonder.

"No matter how strange a dead person is, it doesn't matter." Wang Tiejian sneered and said indifferently.

"That's true! At least a dead man wouldn't come to hijack the ship." The big man stroked his thick beard and said with a smile.

"What are you shouting about? I wonder, has my wife just rested in peace?" A middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian scholar walked out of the cabin, his face darkened when he saw this situation, and he scolded the maids and servants.

This is Master Zhou, who is said to be a confidant of that official. It was the two men he hired, Wang Tiejian, who boarded the ship with the official family members.

"Master, in the river..." The little girl named Huang Ying timidly stretched out her white fingers and pointed at the river.

Master Zhou was a little strange when he saw Wang Tiegiang and two others standing here. When the little girl said this, he couldn't help but glance over. When he saw the ice cube and the figure in the ice, he was naturally surprised, but then he frowned and said:

"It's just a dead man. There's no intention of looking at him anymore. Let's go and do things. Do you have to ask me to call Butler Wang?" At the end of his sentence, the Confucian scholar's tone was a bit stern.

Upon hearing the words 'Steward Wang', the expressions of these maids and servants immediately changed, and they immediately dispersed, and the remaining two or three crew members also sneaked away.

Wang Tiejiang and the big man looked at each other and felt that it was not good to stay here, so they wanted to walk away together. But before the big man named Gao Dafeng took a step forward, he couldn't help but glance at the river again, but he suddenly froze and let out an exclamation.

"How is it possible? This person is still alive."

Upon hearing this, Wang Tiequiang and Master Zhou were both startled and looked at each other in the same way. But nothing unusual was found. The figure was still motionless in the ice.

The Confucian scholar looked at the big man with suspicion.

"It can't be wrong. The man in Bingzhongna moved his eyelids just now. I really saw it." The big man said with certainty.

"Brother Gao will not lie to us. It seems that the man is really not dead." Wang Tiejian chose to believe his companion's words without hesitation.

Master Zhou was a little doubtful when he saw this.

But after thinking for a while, he still shook his head and said:

"Even if that person is really alive, he doesn't care about our affairs. There is no need to cause any trouble to the madam. Since the other ships are not in trouble, we don't need to interfere."

After Wang Tiequiang heard this, he didn't feel any anger or injustice in his heart. The man in the ice looked a little strange, and it was exactly what he wanted to prevent him from boarding the ship.

After all, he has been around for a long time, and he is much more wary of these weird things than the average person.

However, there was a hint of hesitation on Gao Dafeng's face.

"Master Zhou, wait a minute! Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, and my mother has always been compassionate. Since this person is not dead, let's save him first." A sweet voice suddenly came from the cabin, Then a beautiful girl in a brocade dress walked out, followed by the maid Huang Ying who had just left, following behind with lowered eyebrows and eyes.

It seemed that she was the one who told the girl about this.

"Second Miss! This is not good. Let a stranger board the boat...?" When Master Zhou saw this woman, he bowed respectfully, but there was hesitation on his face.

"It's nothing bad. Since this man survived the catastrophe in the ice, he still met us. It can be regarded as a merit of our family. Anyway, there are many vacant rooms on the ship, so we just need to make arrangements. Are there so many of us afraid of him dying? You can't do it." The woman said softly, with an unquestionable look on her eyebrows.

"Okay. Since the lady has given the order, then I will send someone down to rescue him." The Confucian scholar thought about it for a moment, then he had no choice but to clasp his fists and agree.

The girl in the brocade shirt smiled slightly, said nothing more, and walked back to the cabin with the little maid.

But Master Zhou looked at the cabin, his brows furrowed.

"You two also heard it. It seems that this person is really going to be saved. But the ice is so huge, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you both." Master Zhou said with a bitter smile.

"It doesn't matter. I don't have anything else to do. I'll just fight with all my strength." Gao Dafeng said nonchalantly.

Wang Tiejian looked at Ju Bing again, and then nodded slowly, indicating that there was no problem.

…

After staying in the darkness for an unknown amount of time and suffering from a splitting headache, Han Li finally woke up from his drowsiness.

But before he opened his eyes, he heard the immature girl's voice.

"Old Master, when will this person wake up? It's been two days and two nights, is everything really okay? The lady is still waiting for my reply!"

"Hmph! What do you know, little girl? I only know a little bit about medicine. How do you know when he will wake up? But this person's symptoms are really weird. His face is obviously pale and frightening, and there are signs of great loss of energy and blood, but after checking the pulse , but the pulse is extremely strong and it seems that the body is much stronger than ordinary people. This really puzzles me!" An old voice said somewhat depressedly.

"Hee hee! I think the old master probably took his pulse wrong!" The girl seemed to be very familiar with the old master, so she actually started teasing him.

"Nonsense. In the past, if any one of you had a headache or fever, I would not always like it. How could anything go wrong? Maybe this person has a strange disease that no one has ever seen before. I am not a doctor, so what's the point of not being able to tell it? Weird." The old man seemed a little embarrassed, but he still said it bravely.

After hearing this, Han Li felt that he was lying on an extremely comfortable bed, with a thick mattress underneath him and a smooth quilt covering his body. His body was extremely warm.

Listening to the old man and the young man talking in Jin's language, Han Li felt a little at ease.

It seems that not only was he rescued by some mortals, but he finally reached the territory of Dajin. However, his current situation is really not good!

The moment he woke up, he used his spiritual consciousness to detect the situation in his body. As a result, he took a breath of cold air and was filled with pain.

After escaping from the pursuit of Saint Tianlan and running away thousands of miles away, the time has come for him to unblock him. He immediately jumped into the river and used the technique of feigning death taught by God Lord Dayan to seal himself in the ice and let the ice float along the river. Only then did he escape the pursuit of the unexpected people.

But his current physical condition is really bad. It was even three points worse than he expected.

Not only did he lose a lot of blood and essence due to excessive use of Blood Shadow Escape, his body was extremely weak, but the loss of true energy was even more serious and abnormal, causing his cultivation level to plummet several levels again, and he actually dropped to the level of the Qi Refining Stage. In this way, without five or six years of good rest and recovery, there is no way to regain the original cultivation level.

Han Li sighed secretly, and suddenly thought of something again, and hurriedly checked the flying swords in his body.

Finally, in a flying sword, he found the unconscious Yin Yue whose soul was also extremely weak, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

But the failure of the second Yuanying to return also gave him a big headache.

Although the distance was too far to accurately sense anything, it was obvious that the second Nascent Soul was not killed by the great Immortal Master Tutu as he expected. There was still a subtle connection that seemed to be broken but not broken, letting him know that this was the case. The Nascent Soul still exists. But if the Nascent Soul cannot be recalled within a certain period of time, once the other party becomes independent, the backlash against him can be expected.

The only thing that kept him from panicking was that once he regained his original cultivation level, the Second Nascent Soul's initial cultivation level would never be his match. It is not that difficult for him to find the other party and subdue him again.

With this thought in his mind, he suddenly started transmitting a message in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Senior, I was unconscious in the ice for how long before I came to Dajin. Are there any Dajin monks nearby?"

"Well! You finally woke up. You have been drifting at the bottom of the river for more than a year. Finally, the mana attached to the ice was exhausted, and the ice cubes automatically floated to the surface. But, boy Han, your situation is really not good." Lord Dayan responded and replied lazily.

"My own body didn't know that the situation was bad. But I finally managed to escape this time. It was a great blessing among misfortunes. There is nothing to complain about. After all, in that situation, not everyone can survive. It slipped away from the hands of the immortal cultivators in the late infant stage." Han Li smiled and said with some satisfaction.

"Hmph, you are quite reasonable! But I haven't asked you yet why you never told me about the psychic treasure you have. No wonder you put me outside the retreat during several retreats. I have long wanted to personally study the real psychic treasure. Stop talking nonsense and take the time to show me the small cauldron for a closer look." God Lord Dayan's tone changed and he said somewhat depressedly.

(Second update!)