A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

When Han Li heard Tianfu Sect cautiously put forward this condition, the corners of his mouth twitched and he smiled slightly.

"Ask me to be the guest elder of your three families. Do you think I will agree?"

"Junior knows that as a small sect like us, we are not qualified to worship a master like our senior. But our family only needs our senior to take action to solve the trouble in front of us, and we can just name it in the future. We will never dare to bother senior again. Something like that." The old man surnamed Wen was originally worried, but when he saw that Han Li didn't look angry, he felt relieved and hurriedly explained:

"You mean, I only need to take action once, and Han won't have to worry about it anymore." Han Li said with a twinkle in his eye.

"Yes, that's what I and the others mean. Of course, our three sects will not let our seniors go in vain. Since our seniors are interested in the art of making talismans, our Tianfu Sect is willing to donate the secret art of spirit transformation to our seniors. Jinxia Mountain Like Mingyang Valley, each has its own inherited secret technique, which we are willing to let our seniors understand. In addition, we have also prepared tens of thousands of spiritual stones, hoping that our seniors will accept one or two of them."

At this point, the old man surnamed Wen simply laid out all the conditions in one go. He knew very well that if he tried to play tricks, he might offend the other party, so it was better to tell him frankly.

"Tens of thousands of spirit stones?" Han Li showed a faint smile.

"These spirit stones are indeed lacking. However, our three sects will continue to offer some spirit stones every year for the purpose of offering sacrifices. In addition, our sect is willing to give the spirit transformation talisman personally refined by the founding sect's founder to our seniors. . I must have had enough magical power to refine this thing." The old man surnamed Wen gritted his teeth and drew the final line.

"The founder of the sect, could he be referring to Master Tianfu?" Han Li's expression finally changed slightly.

"Yes, it is this treasure. To be honest with my seniors, although this spiritual talisman once showed great power in the hands of our ancestor, it is a pity that our younger disciples are useless, but no one has ever been able to refine this thing. Therefore, this spiritual talisman is in our sect. After inheriting it for countless years, we can only see the spirituality of this treasure gradually losing, and there is nothing we can do. If the seniors can take it for their own use, it is a matter of both worlds." This time it was Yue Zhen who took the initiative.

"There is such a treasure in your sect, and Han wants to see it first!" Han Li became interested.

"Master Nephew Yue, take out the magic talisman and show it to your senior." The old man surnamed Wen was overjoyed when he saw that Han Li was a little tempted, and he hurriedly ordered. Although he is the person with the highest cultivation level in the Tianfu Sect, the spiritual talisman used by Master Tianfu back then can only be held in the hands of past leaders. That's why he said this.

"Yes, uncle!"

Yue Zhen was very sensible and immediately slapped the storage bag with his palm. There was a flash of green light, and a light yellow wooden box appeared in his hand, which was handed to Han Li with both hands.

Han Li raised his eyebrows and was not polite. With a casual move, he sucked the wooden box into his hand, lowered his head and took a look at it.

The surface of the wooden box is unremarkable and unsophisticated, and there is a golden talisman affixed to the lid.

Han Li raised his eyebrows and flicked the lid of the box with one hand. A flash of light flashed and the talisman fell down silently.

The other monks who saw this scene didn't think anything, but the old man Wen Xing and the three elders at the pill formation stage were shocked at the same time.

The ability to use spiritual power to easily remove the forbidden talisman is not something that ordinary monks can do. Not only is his own cultivation powerful to a certain extent, his ability to control his magic power must be so subtle that it reaches an incredible level. They had only heard of this method from rumors. Now that I saw that Han Li had done it without making a move, I felt even more in awe of Han Li.

As soon as the lid of the box was opened, a ball of green light appeared in the box, and then a pure wood spiritual energy hit his face.

Han Li felt surprised.

According to what the old man surnamed Wen said, after so many years, the spirit of this spiritual talisman should have been greatly reduced, but now it still has such power, it is indeed not an ordinary thing. But what made Han Li even more delighted was that this spirit-transforming talisman was actually a wood-attributed talisman, which complemented his skills and made it much easier to train.

With this thought in his mind, Han Li also clearly saw the talismans in the green light.

A palm-sized talisman, the color is emerald green, but there are gold and silver runes looming around it, making it look mysterious and unusual. But what caught Han Li's attention was a small group of lavender light spots slowly rotating and flashing in the center of the talisman.

Han Li raised one palm, and his entire palm was suddenly wrapped in a layer of green light, and he grabbed the talisman in the box with his five fingers.

The light flashed, the magic talisman trembled, and suddenly turned into a green light and shot out from the box.

Han Li's face darkened and he grabbed it with his backhand.

A bare hand appeared like a phantom and took the talisman into his hand. Before the other monks could exclaim, the light hand collapsed and disappeared, but the spiritual talisman was directly sucked into Han Li's hand.

"This is the spirit-transforming talisman. Sure enough, there are some skills. I heard that Tianfu Zhenren was also a great monk in the late Yuanying period. Presumably the Tianfu Zhenren's true energy in this spirit-transforming talisman is too powerful, so it is not suitable for ordinary monks to refine it. An easy thing. And even if the refining is successful, the power of the spiritual talisman will be greatly reduced, and it must be re-trained with one's own true energy. This cannot be done in just a few decades. If it is not done well, It's likely to cost more than a hundred." After staring at the talisman twisted and swaying between his fingers for a few times like a living fish, Han Li chuckled.

"Senior, what do you think of this talisman..." After hearing what Han Li said, the old man surnamed Wen and the others looked at each other and asked with a heavy heart.

"However, this is for a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul. I have advanced to the middle stage, and my main skill is wood attribute. It is easier to refine this thing. This thing is still useful to me." Han Li said He changed the subject and said calmly. In fact, Han Li still had something to say. Although this kind of second-tempered talisman takes a very long time, after it is successfully cultivated again, its power will definitely be better than before.

"Then senior means I agreed." Mr. Wen replied in surprise.

When the other monks in the hall heard this, their faces were also full of expectations.

"Promise or not, it's not urgent. Let's talk about the trouble you want me to solve first. If it's not too troublesome, I'll take action once, which is not impossible." Han Li said noncommittally, and at the same time, he shook his wrist slightly and said A ball of spiritual energy wrapped the talisman and shot into the wooden box. Then with a wave of his hand, the lid of the box was closed again.

"Of course. In fact, for seniors, this matter is just a piece of cake. This matter is mainly related to a market between the three of us. A few days ago..." The old man surnamed Wen saw Han Li looking like he was considering agreeing. , I was overjoyed and hurriedly began to tell everything about Guanfang City and Shayang Sect.

Han Li listened quietly!

A quarter of an hour later, Han Li turned into a blue rainbow and left Baizhu Mountain, flying straight to the north.

A few days later, a small and medium-sized incident spread in the Huayun Prefecture immortal world.

A monk surnamed Han, who claimed to be the elder of the Tianfu Sect's Keqing, suddenly came to the mountain gate of the evil Shayang Sect. With the amazing magical power of the middle Nascent Soul, he easily defeated the only Nascent Soul elder of the Shayang Sect in the name of competition. Then he drifted away.

On the second day, the Lingfeng Sect, which had always been fully supported by the Shayang Sect, suddenly moved its city from its original location close to Kaijiang Town to another place thousands of miles away. Not only that, some other small and medium-sized sects were also shocked when they heard about this. After inquiring about the details, they all evacuated their forces from the land centered on Kaijiang Town. This large area was automatically given over to Tianfu Sect and three other small sects.

For a time, Tianfu Sect, Jinxiashan and other sects were naturally proud, and all the monks in the sect were extremely happy. The elders of these sects felt that the original offerings were not in vain. With such a guest minister in the middle stage of Nascent Soul in his name, the three sects' power would probably double within a hundred years.

At this moment, the Jiao Slaughter Conference held by the first sect in Huayun Prefecture, "Nanhai Sect", finally began. In just a few days, this conference gathered more than 200 monks at the Jiedan stage and above, and nearly ten monks at the Nascent Soul stage. Then, under the organization of Nanhaimen, they began to divide into groups and began to sweep the nearby sea surfaces, searching for the hiding places of the poisonous dragons.

Some low-level monsters were found from time to time and then killed one by one. For a time, the momentum of the human monks surged, and they seemed to have achieved great success in one fell swoop.

But those evil dragons were so cunning that when they saw something was wrong, they never lurked out. This kept the monks busy for several months, but they were still unable to find any trace of these evil dragons. Finally, some of the exhausted monks could no longer bear it and dispersed on their own.

After more than a month, there were only about a hundred monks still searching for the evil dragon on the sea surface. Even the Nascent Soul stage monks had left several people, leaving only seven people mainly from Nanhaimen.

And in this situation, the manpower of each group naturally began to be greatly reduced. Seeing the opportunity, those evil dragons immediately started to move. Not only did they frequently attack the lone monks, even the eighth-level blue dragon directly attacked Several groups of sparsely manned monks were attacked.

Although these teams are all led by Nascent Soul monks, the eighth-level blue dragon is really powerful and can perform the water escape technique to perfection. After every blow, he immediately dives into the bottom of the sea and escapes without getting entangled at all. As a result, instead of injuring the dragon, it actually devoured several pill-forming monks.

At this time, the remaining human monks were all panic-stricken. Nanhaimen was even more likely to be riding a tiger, and they had no choice but to try their best to merge several groups of people before they dared to continue sending people out to sea.

On this day, another group of more than ten monks, led by a Nascent Soul monk, slowly flew over a sea surface, and each of them carefully released their spiritual consciousness and searched around. Especially the direction of the sea is the main direction that these monks' spiritual consciousness sweeps.

In this team of monks, Han Li was transforming into a pale middle-aged monk, flying calmly at the back of the team. Although he looked calm, he was feeling depressed in his heart.

As soon as the Jiao-Slaying Conference was held, Han Li infiltrated into it as a monk in the Danjie stage, preparing to fish in troubled waters. But I never expected that I have found nothing until now.

That’s it for the first few months. It’s normal to have no gains. But since the evil dragon appeared again, other teams have encountered one or two sneak attacks by the evil dragon, but the monk team he joined has not encountered one yet.

This left Han Li speechless. He really didn't know if his luck was too good or too bad.