A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

In the end, Han Li walked into the village step by step.

As soon as he stepped into the village entrance, he heard the joyous sound of musical instruments and walked along the village path without seeing a single villager.

Han Li was moved. This kind of scene and sounds were familiar to him when he was a child. This was clearly a wedding celebration held by a certain family, and everyone in the village went to celebrate or join in the fun.

Han Li gathered his energy and slowly released his spiritual consciousness. It turned out that everyone in the village, old and young, had indeed gathered in a certain place. But the location where they gathered looked so familiar to Han Li. Isn't this where he lives?

Han Li was extremely surprised.

"Could it be...?" Han Li vaguely guessed something.

He quickened his pace, quickly walked around several houses, turned a few corners, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

I saw hundreds of villagers gathered in front of an earthen courtyard.

There are several tile-roofed houses in the courtyard that look much better than the nearby houses. On both sides of the door of the courtyard and the tile-roofed houses, a big word "happy" is pasted. There is also a small group of musicians in front of the courtyard, playing and playing, which is very lively.

The villagers either stood, squatted or even sat on the ground. They were in groups, some were whispering to each other, some were arguing at the top of their lungs, and some kept looking into the courtyard with envious eyes.

There were many children beside the villagers, playing and chasing around the adults.

Seeing this familiar scene, Han Li felt in a trance. It seemed that at this moment, he returned to the past and transformed into one of the children, chasing and playing with them.

"Tsk tsk! The four girls of the Han family are so lucky. I heard that the man is a scholar in the city. He is a very knowledgeable scholar."

"Isn't that right? In the past, I was still the main wife, but now I have become a scholar's wife with status!"

"I heard that the dowry brought by the Han family is terrifying, including dozens of taels of snowflake silver!"

"It's so rich!"

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The village women's noisy gossip woke Han Li out of his daze.

"The fourth girl of the Han family, isn't that the younger sister? Is it really the day when the younger sister comes out of the cabinet?" Han Li felt a wave of inexplicable emotions well up in him and kept tumbling.

For some unknown reason, Han Li hid behind a nearby big tree and stared at the courtyard door.

Suddenly, a shout came from the distance: "The float is coming! The groom is coming to pick up the bride!"

After hearing this, the villagers were in a commotion! Suddenly there was a huge crowd!

"The bride is coming out!"

"The new wife is coming out! Come and see her!"

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The children shouted not to be outdone. Han Li perked up and looked at the courtyard gate with eager eyes.

"Creak", the wooden courtyard door opened, and more than a dozen men and women walked out. Among them, there was a girl wearing a red wedding dress.

This girl has a pointed chin and a delicate appearance. She is about sixteen or seventeen years old. She looks shy at this time.

Han Li opened his eyes wide and carefully observed the girl's face, trying to find some shadow of the little girl in his memory.

Except for a hint of familiarity from the past in the corners of the girl's eyes, Han Li could no longer associate it with the little girl in his impression.

"Ahem! Women's eighteenth transformation, this sentence really makes sense!" Han Li smiled bitterly, and then began to glance at the people around her.

"This fat man is my third uncle. You can tell at a glance. He's still as fat as before!"

"The big black guy here is my eldest brother Han Tie, and the woman next to him must be my eldest sister-in-law!"

…

Han Li muttered as he called the names one by one, as if this would make him feel more relaxed.

When his eyes fell on two gray-haired old men, a man and a woman, Han Li stopped talking.

He stood blankly behind the tree, motionless, and his expression became extremely complicated.

There was joy, timidity, and a little bit of confusion.

The age of his parents far exceeded Han Li's expectations. He remembered that when he went up the mountain, his mother still had black hair, but now her temples were gray, and his father's originally straight waist was now bowed.

Han Li was speechless, his head was as dizzy as a ball of mush. He had no idea what was happening below.

When he woke up, the younger sister had already sat on a float covered with red silk sections and drove away. Next to the float, followed closely by a scholar riding a big green horse.

Han Li glanced hard at the float that was going away, then looked back at his parents in the crowd, and then closed his eyes.

After having the faces of his parents and several close relatives deeply imprinted in his heart, Han Li turned around, a look of determination suddenly appeared on his face, and strode towards the entrance of the village.

Han Li knew that when he walked out of the village again, his interactions with these people might end here.

He knew very well that since he learned Changchun Gong and learned about the existence of immortal cultivators, he would take a completely different path from ordinary people.

No matter whether it is misfortune or blessing, good or bad in the future, he will never regret his choice!

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