A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

"Impossible. Although my master is slightly inferior to the traitor in cultivation, how could he not even have a chance to escape and call for help?" The young man said with a pale face and a face full of disbelief.

"Hmph, what do you know? Let alone a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, that person was a ruthless person who had killed monks of the same level. It is not surprising that your master was killed by this person without warning. But Mr. Xiao What exactly did I tell you? Tell us again honestly and carefully." Ge Tianhao snorted and replied angrily.

At this time, Lin Yinping released his spiritual consciousness and quickly searched the place. Suddenly, his waist swayed, and he reached somewhere seven or eight feet away. He reached out to pick up something from the ground and took a closer look. His face suddenly became ugly.

"My master didn't say much. He just handed over the life dharma plate to the juniors and agreed that if something strange happened to the dharma plate, or if he didn't return after a certain period of time, he would immediately tell the seniors about that person frankly so that they could be promptly informed. Save him from danger." The young man murmured.

"Needless to say, something must have happened to your master. Is this thing from the ancient treasure your master used?" Lin Yinping raised his hand, and something shot directly at the young man.

The young man hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch it. After looking at it, his heart suddenly sank.

It was a small piece of yellow wood, with a familiar and faint spiritual light flashing on it. It was the fragment of the little old man's wooden shield.

"This is from Master Mukui's shield. This shield is extremely strong and has amazing defensive power. How could it be destroyed?" The young man's face became even paler.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, it seems that Mr. Xiao is no longer alive. When I heard your words, I didn't quite believe that that person really had the magical power to kill fellow monks, but now it seems that this person is even more powerful than expected. Points. Although Xiao Laoer was only a monk in the early stage of Yuanying, he was proficient in several extraordinary escape techniques, but he was killed before he could even cry out for help. It can be seen that this person's magical power is no less than that of a monk in the late stage of Yuanying. . Just a few of us, I'm afraid we won't be able to take down this person." Ge Tianhao didn't bother to pay attention to the young man at all, and just said solemnly to Saint Tianlan.

"Why, Brother Ge doesn't even intend to take back the treasure of your sect. Since the Ghost Luo Banner fell into the hands of this person, there is a high probability that the fourth elder of your sect will also die in this person's hands." Lin Yinping Emei frowned and said slowly.

"Hehe! He killed our Yinluo Sect elder and also took away our sect's treasure. Not to mention that he is not a late-stage Nascent Soul monk, even if it is true. This sect will never let this person go. But this person seems to be related to Your hatred in Tianlan Grassland is not light either. Otherwise, Daoyou Lin, as a saint of a clan, would not have stayed in our Great Jin Dynasty for several years just for this person." Ge Tianhao laughed a few times and said with a hint.

"As long as this person can be killed, I can add another 20% to the conditions that the original temple agreed to with your sect. However, our temple must first pick out one of the treasures on this person." Lin Yinping pursed her red lips lightly and then , said with a sudden smile.

"Thirty percent, we don't know how many men we will lose by capturing such a powerful monk. As for the treasures, we promised you the treasure in the first place, and of course we will not discuss it again." Ge Tianhao said without thinking.

"This palace can agree to this condition." Lin Yinping only hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

"Very good. As an obtrusive saint, fellow Taoist priest will not do anything contrary to her promise. Junior Brother Hu immediately sent out a transmission note to summon all the elders and disciples of our sect in Jinjing to search for this person with all our strength. Now that this person has gone Fangshi will definitely participate in the big auction. This is our best chance to catch this person. However, everything must be done secretly, and do not attract the attention of other sect cultivators. Low-level disciples must not do anything with this person. . If several elders have not gathered together, do not take action rashly. To capture this person, it is most appropriate to introduce him into the magic circle and take action together." Ge Tianhao turned around and said to another Yinluo Sect male cultivator.

"Do you want to inform Sect Leader Fang? After all, the fourth elder fell after he sent him out." The male cultivator asked.

"Since the last plan to mend the Oni Luo Ban was only half completed, and something happened with the Fourth Elder, Sect Master Fang has made the First Elder and the others extremely dissatisfied. I heard that he is currently in retreat refining a powerful treasure, even now If we rush here immediately, we won’t be able to catch up with the auction. However, we can send him the transmission note first. If we don’t capture this person with our own hands, we can use their team to deal with that person together.” After hesitating for a moment, Ge Tianhao nodded.

So after careful discussion, several people immediately drove away from the place. Of course, in order to avoid causing commotion among mortals, they also immediately hid themselves as soon as they rose into the air.

Although there are rules in Jinjing that prohibit monks from flying, monks from large sects like Yinluo Sect have not taken this into consideration at all.

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At the same time, Han Li was walking on a less crowded street more than 20 miles away. He used his spiritual consciousness to explore the little old man's storage bag in his sleeve. There were so many miscellaneous things in it, so he really put some thought into it. Just tell them apart.

Suddenly, his footsteps stopped, and a look of surprise appeared on Han Li's face.

"Why, I found something." God Lord Dayan said lazily.

"What is this? It seems I have never seen it before." Han Li turned his hand and found a slender jade bottle six to seven inches high. It was green and exquisite.

He reached out and stroked the neck of the bottle twice with one finger, and a pinprick-like coldness came from his fingertips. Han Li couldn't help but feel a trace of surprise on his face.

Then, he held up the vial with one hand and shook it gently, and there was a faint sound of liquid flowing inside.

Han Li raised his eyebrows.

"Is there some kind of spiritual liquid in it? But the liquid in this bottle is a bit weird, and even spiritual consciousness cannot penetrate into it." Han Li stared at the small bottle and murmured.

"If you want to know what it is, you can identify it carefully when you go back and you will know. This is a mortal street, but don't open it in a hurry to avoid causing any trouble." God Lord Dayan warned.

"Of course I know this." Han Li calmly flicked his wrist, and the vial disappeared from his hand without a trace.

"Boy Han, now that your identity has been exposed, you must be more careful in Jinjing in the future. Yin Luo Sect and Saint Tianlan will not let you go easily. I guess they will also guess that you will participate in the auction."

"It doesn't matter. I don't believe there is a second spiritual beast in Jinjing that can see through illusions. As long as you try to avoid the late Nascent Soul monks in Jinjing, there won't be any big problem. This auction will collect all the needed items. The only way to get the materials, even if it's a bit dangerous, we have to take the risk." Han Li seemed to have considered this matter before.

"That's true. However, this time since we are collecting materials for the puppet. If there is really danger, I will make an exception and use the "Shocking Thorn" magical power of Dayan Jue to help you like I did in the battle just now. "God Lord Dayan said calmly.

"Thank you, senior. With senior's words, this junior will feel more at ease." Han Li replied with joy in his heart.

An hour later, Han Li slowly slipped back to the Taoist temple like a mortal. After chatting leisurely with the temple owner for a while, he calmly walked back to the house.

After casually setting up several temporary magic circles around the room, Han Li took out the green vial, placed it in front of him and looked at it carefully again.

After a while, he raised one hand and grabbed the cap of the jade bottle. In a flash of inspiration, the cap was easily pulled off.

Suddenly, a cold light shot out from the bottle, and at the same time, the temperature of the whole room suddenly dropped sharply. A monk like Han Li who had practiced the cold technique of Purple Extreme Fire couldn't help but tremble when he was shrouded in this cold light. cold war.

Han Li was startled, as a layer of purple flames suddenly appeared all over his body. When the cold light touched it, he was immediately repelled by the purple flames. And where the cold light swept across the entire room, thick ice condensed directly. If it hadn't been for several layers of restrictions placed in the house, the cold air would have penetrated directly outside.

It seems that although this cold light is not as powerful as the purple extreme fire, the extreme coldness seems to be not far from the dry blue ice flame.

"What the hell is this?"

Han Li was very interested and used his palms wrapped in purple flames. He grasped the vial and shook it gently again. Suddenly, another cold light spurted out of the bottle mouth.

After he witnessed the cold light dissipating in mid-air, making the room even colder for three minutes, he finally moved the vial to his eyelids. With a glance, the blue light flashed in his pupils, through the white mist. It was cold, and there was a faint flash of dazzling silver light in the bottle.

"This seems to be..., you pour a drop out of the bottle, catch it carefully on the jade plate, let me take a closer look." The voice of God Lord Dayan suddenly became a little excited.

Han Li's heart moved. Without saying a word, he took out a palm-sized jade plate from his storage bag. He held the small bottle tightly with his other hand and shook his wrist slightly.

A drop of silver liquid fell steadily from the mouth of the bottle, making a crisp and sweet sound, then dripped into the butterfly, and turned directly into a silver bead the size of a rice grain, spinning continuously in the dish.

To Han Li's surprise, the silver bead itself did not emit any cold air and looked ordinary.

"It's true, it's really the cold marrow that can only be bred from thousands of years of ice jade." God Lord Dayan sighed and said slowly.

"I have heard of the Ten Thousand Years Ice Jade. What is the cold marrow? It seems to be very precious?" Han Li asked in surprise.

"Cold marrow is essentially a type of chalcedony, our most commonly used material for alchemy and refining. It's just that this kind of cold marrow only grows in ten-thousand-year-old jade, and the world has no chance to see it. If I remember correctly, It seems that only Beiye Xiaoji Palace in the northwest of Shanxi has such a small bottle, which is regarded as a treasure passed down from generation to generation. In addition, I have never heard of where this product is produced. By the way, you have refined it That snow crystal bead is actually made from ten thousand years of mysterious jade." God Lord Dayan replied calmly.

(Second update!)