A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

"It's nothing. We'll talk about this later. Since there is such a grand event, let me go and have a look first." Han Li pondered for a moment and said calmly.

"Well, the junior will lead the way for the senior." After looking at each other, the short young man immediately said with a smile.

Then the two of them each took out a disc-shaped magic weapon from their bodies, threw it into the air, and jumped on it. When Han Li saw this, he threw a gleaming flying sword. After a flash of his body, he was on top.

"Senior's magical weapon is actually a high-level flying sword. Senior must be an inner disciple of that big sect who came out to practice, right? Otherwise, ordinary disciples will definitely not be rewarded by the master with such a quality magical weapon." The tall young man took a look. Han Li's Feijian said with a startled expression.

The short young man beside him also looked envious.

"Hehe! There are rules in the disciple's sect. During the training, one is not allowed to reveal the disciple's sect casually. The two fellow Taoists should not use any pretentious words." Han Li chuckled and said directly.

The two people were a little embarrassed when Han Li told them what they were thinking, but they became more and more certain that Han Li was really a disciple of a certain major sect. His expression became even more respectful.

The three people below flew into the sky with their magic weapons, urging them to fly towards the south of the town.

This so-called "Xueling Mountain" is not too far from the town. From the town, you can faintly see the continuous black mountains.

This Xueling Mountain should actually be called the Xueling Mountains. The mountain range stretches for thousands of miles, and it can be regarded as one of the few large mountain ranges in Liaozhou. Moreover, it is said that there are demons and ghosts in the depths of this mountain range. Not to mention mortals, even immortal cultivators with a high level of cultivation sometimes disappear inexplicably in the mountains.

But when the relatives, friends and disciples of these missing monks came in groups, they searched most of the mountain range and found nothing out of the ordinary. But from now on, there are still monks who continue to disappear in the mountains.

But fortunately, not everyone passing by the mountains will disappear, and most of the missing people are local low-level monks in Liaozhou, who are safe and sound outside the mountains. Therefore, after some warnings, the local monks no longer went deep into the mountain. Disappearances suddenly became rare. Gradually, no one investigated the anomalies deep in the mountains.

Of course, the Ginseng King Conference held by the three major families in Jiangning could not be held deep in the mountains, but was held on a tall mountain peak in the outermost area close to the town.

When Han Li looked towards the top of the mountain from the air, he saw a large area of ​​gorgeous and unusually beautiful towers and palaces appearing on the top of the mountain, and his eyes flickered a few times.

He could tell at a glance that these buildings were new and unusual, and they were clearly built recently, and he couldn't help but look thoughtful on his face.

"Senior, here we are. All the monks in the Foundation Establishment stage who are here will be assigned separate rooms, and the seniors who are at the core level and above will have a separate attic. To ensure that all seniors have a good rest." The tall young man Pointing down, he introduced somewhat flatteringly.

Han Li nodded and said nothing more. But his spiritual consciousness was quietly released, and he scanned this place carefully and secretly. He frowned slightly inadvertently, and there was actually a Nascent Soul cultivator inside. I don’t know if it was the monk who came to participate in this meeting, or the old monster Feng Zhen mentioned before he died.

The strength of the Dajin family should not be underestimated. You must know that among the Tiannan Xiuxian family, those with the highest cultivation level are only in the middle and late stages of pill formation. Nascent Soul level monks cannot be cultivated by the Immortal Cultivating Family in Tiannan.

But one thing surprised him. The aura of this Yuanying monk actually contained some corpse energy. Although it was slight and cleverly concealed, Han Li's spiritual consciousness was far superior to that of the other party. Even though the other party had good intentions, he still noticed it.

Could it be that this person is practicing a demonic and evil sect?

If he remembered correctly, the Kong family came from the prestigious Tiansheng Sect of Confucianism, and they are still supported by this sect. Regardless of whether this Yuanying monk is the ancestor of the Kong family or not, just making friends with such people is probably something the Kong family should not do.

With this thought in his mind, Han Li followed the two of them to the entrance of the villa. As a result, four blue-robed monks immediately walked out of the gate to greet them.

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Almost at the same time, in a secret room more than 20 feet below the ground, the lid of a dark coffin suddenly moved, and then a hand as white as jade stretched out from the gap and gently lifted the lid. With a push, a man with a jade crown and yellow robe suddenly sat up from inside.

This man was in his thirties, with a strange appearance, and a look of surprise on his face.

"What's going on? I was suddenly frightened just now. Could it be that someone is spying on me?" The man murmured to himself. After a moment of hesitation, he carefully released his consciousness and searched the entire mountain top and bottom. , especially the monks in the courtyard, are extremely careful.

But after a while, this person found nothing, and found other Yuanying-level monks, frowning and thinking deeply.

"Maybe it's just an old immortal passing by here and checking in occasionally. With this black jade coffin concealing my corpse aura, it shouldn't arouse the other party's suspicion." The man with the jade crown said to himself, and walked back again. Once inside the pipe, the lid recloses on its own. Calm returned to the secret room again.

On the ground, Han Li had been led by a blue-robed monk into a huge square built in the middle of the villa. There were densely packed monks in various costumes, as many as five or six hundred people.

However, these monks were divided into several groups and gathered in clearly divided areas, either discussing or trading things. There are stalls of different sizes scattered around the square, some placed on tables and some placed directly on the ground, which is a very lively scene.

Han Li smiled knowingly, which reminded him of the time when he first entered the world of cultivating immortals and participated in Tainan Xiaohui. Now that I think about it, it’s so touching!

However, what surprised Han Li was that there was a huge temporary tent in the middle of the square. The white light shining on it turned out to be a magic weapon. The tent was more than a hundred feet wide, and some people were coming in and out at the door. Out of shape.

Turning his eyes, he saw that on the left and right sides of the square, there was a bluestone palace with the same spiritual light. Although there were monks active inside, there were far fewer people than outside the square and the tent in the middle. Some monks were lingering at the entrance of the hall, or discussing something with their companions in whispers.

Those who are qualified to be here, except for some low-level disciples from the three families, are naturally monks above the Foundation Establishment stage, and there are even more than a dozen people who have formed pills under the sweep of Han's divine consciousness. Except for the Yuanying monks, the number of monks at this scale is comparable to that of the first-class sect in Tiannan. And this is just a trade fair held by some local aristocratic families in Dajin.

Thinking secretly in his heart, Han Li sighed.

The receptionist had informed him before he came in. He knew that the morning was free trading time and the auction would begin in the afternoon. If there were any rare materials, magical artifacts and treasures, they could be handed over to the auction in advance. The scheduled time for the trade fair was three days, and it happened to be the second day now. Three days later was the final auction of the Millennium King Ginseng. I'm afraid the alchemy monks who come here are all here for this thing.

After Han Li took a few glances, he walked into the square.

He is a newly joined Foundation Establishment Stage monk. Although his face is relatively unfamiliar, no one will pay attention to him.

As soon as he entered it, Han Li immediately transformed into an ordinary monk.

As expected, there was nothing to see in the surrounding stalls. Maybe some of them are indeed attractive to those in the foundation building and elixir formation stages, but for Han Li, who has dealt with countless rare materials, he naturally has little interest.

The only stalls that could make him stop were those with weird-looking magic weapons or materials.

However, there were not many such things. After carefully identifying them, Han Li recognized the origins of most of them. Although the rest have not been seen at all, they have little research value.

After spending a lot of time wandering around, Han Li found nothing. He was about to walk to the tent in the middle to see what the sect was selling. Suddenly his expression changed, and he turned around alertly. He saw an old man with sharp ears and monkey cheeks standing two feet away behind him. He looked at Han Li in astonishment. He had a cultivation level in the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"Fellow Taoist, you seem to have been following me around for a long time. Do you know Han?" Han Li said coldly with a cold light in his eyes.

"Fellow Taoist, please don't get me wrong. I don't mean to do anything bad to you, Jin Yuan. I'm just curious. It's the first time for this little old man to meet you, but when I see that you seem to know all kinds of things, I really admire you." !" The old man smiled awkwardly, but then explained calmly.

"Oh! I didn't expect fellow Taoist to be a caring person. However, you have been following me for so long, so you just want to say this to Han." Han Li looked indifferent.

"Haha! It seems that Taoist friend is also a sensible person. In fact, apart from being curious, the little old man actually has something to ask for."

"What's the matter? Tell me!" Han Li crossed his shoulders with an expressionless face.

"Jin has an exotic treasure here. I have been unable to determine its use and origin, and I want fellow Taoists to identify it. Of course, if fellow Taoists know the goods, there is no harm in selling it to fellow Taoists. Presumably, with the Taoist friends' wealth, they will definitely buy it. Take this treasure!" The old man looked at the spirit beast bag and storage bag on Han Li's waist, and said with a smile while narrowing his eyes.

"Exotic treasure! Han Li frowned and his eyes hovered over the old man for a while.

"Okay. Since my fellow Taoist is following me this way, it seems that he is sincere. It doesn't hurt to come and have a look. Let's find a secret room to talk. It just so happens that I have something to say and I want to find someone to understand." Han Li nodded, suddenly pointed to a side hall next to him and said.

"Secret room? You have to pay a spirit stone for this. It's a bit luxurious." The old man was stunned when he heard this and hesitated a little.

"It doesn't matter, I just need to find this spiritual stone. Han just hopes that fellow Taoist's rare treasure will not disappoint me too much." Han Li stared at the old man with a half-smile but said leisurely.

(This is the first update. I haven’t closed my eyes yet. Let’s go to bed first. Haha! If I don’t update this chapter, people may misunderstand that I am dragging the manuscript. We have been working very hard!)