A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Half a day later, Han Li collected the Tianji Mansion and drove a ray of light towards the inland direction. Because there was no need to distract himself from looking for anything, he returned to the land after half a month.

Han Li did not go to Tianfu Sect again, and then flew straight to the southern border.

He stopped and walked on the road and refined some of the materials from the Three Flame Fan with baby fire to make a spiritual material.

Unfortunately, there was no thunderstorm along the way, and the power of thunder and fire was never able to be collected, which made Han Li somewhat depressed.

However, he was not in a hurry. The southern Xinjiang is densely forested and the air is hot and humid. Whenever it rains, there will be thunder and lightning. Therefore, it is only a matter of time before the thunder and fire reaches the southern Xinjiang.

Four months later, after Han Li finally crossed several counties, Dunguang appeared in Nanjiang County.

Southern Xinjiang is one of the few places in the world that is not controlled by large sects. The resources in the county are occupied and divided by more than a dozen medium-sized sects.

Although these sects usually fight among themselves, once other forces invade southern Xinjiang, they will immediately unite to fight against the enemy. Even those sects among the ten sects of good and evil have never been able to invade them, and they have become a country of their own in the Jin Dynasty.

The occurrence of this situation has a lot to do with the fact that the Southern Xinjiang sect is very exclusive and has its own system of cultivation techniques.

Most of the techniques practiced by these sects are sinister techniques that are rare in the world of immortality. They are not only good at using poison, expelling insects and other rare techniques, but they are also superb at cursing and evil arts. If monks of the same level fight with them, they will be killed if they are not careful. He was inexplicably poisoned, and it was really impossible to prevent him.

This is also the main reason why those large sects are not willing to confront the Southern Xinjiang sects head-on. Otherwise, if several sects join forces and struggle to defeat their vitality, they will not be able to seize this county by force.

Chaoyun Mansion is located in the west of Southern Xinjiang. Shuangscorpion Mountain is an inaccessible mountain range in Chaoyun Mansion. It is surrounded by miasma all year round within a radius of hundreds of miles. Those who have not practiced advanced medicine or have taken pills specifically designed to overcome miasma in advance cannot enter this mountain range.

This mountain range is quite famous in southern Xinjiang. Due to the favorable geographical location and poisonous gas, not only do several valuable poisonous weeds grow in the mountains, but they are also rich in two types of poisonous scorpions: iron tail and red thread. They are the best way for local low-level monks to use deworming techniques. Good spirit insect.

When Han Li arrived near this mountain, it was during the annual miasma outbreak in Shuangscorpion Mountain, and many monks gathered near the mountain. Because only during this period will most of the two poisonous scorpions appear from caves to look for food, which is really an excellent opportunity to catch poisonous insects.

However, most of these monks are in the Qi Refining Stage, and occasionally there are a few Foundation Establishment Stage monks among them. Monks above the alchemy stage have no interest in this mountain range, and generally no high-level monks will come here.

If a senior master like Han Li, who is already in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, appears here, it will naturally cause quite a commotion if he is discovered by other monks. Therefore, Han Li did not stay near the mountains for a moment and flew directly into the miasma from high altitude.

Now, his body is shrouded in a blue aura, and the pink miasma is easily blocked out.

These miasmas were extremely dense, and poisonous insects were sometimes present in them. They were almost fatal dangers to low-level monks, but Han Li naturally ignored them and flew directly towards the center of the mountain range after finding the right direction.

Although the old man surnamed Fu only mentioned the name of Shuangscorpion Mountain and did not specify the specific location, it would not be wrong to go to the main peak of Shuangscorpion Mountain first.

When he occasionally encountered several monks while flying through the air, Han Li simply ignored them and simply passed over them.

With his escape speed, these low-level monks couldn't detect anything at all.

But just as Han Li was flying away, he was thinking about the purpose of the rich old man inviting him to come.

Suddenly a shrill scream came from far away on one side.

"It's the Scorpion King, a mutated iron-tailed scorpion. Everyone, run." A hoarse man's frightened cry was faintly heard, followed by several explosions and a weird insect chirp. It didn't seem like he was too far away.

Han Li's expression changed, and he turned his head and glanced in that direction, blue light flashing in his eyes.

There was a "whoosh" sound that broke through the air, one after another, and then several figures of men and women appeared in the miasma, running towards Han Li like flying. These people tapped their toes on the ground and jumped several feet away. It looks like he has officially used the light body technique.

"Eh!" Han Li's originally cold expression turned to a woman, and he couldn't help but let out a soft sigh, and suddenly stopped after a sudden pause.

Then, with a flick of his sleeves, a large cloud of green clouds flew out from his sleeves. All the miasma was swept away by the rays of light. In the blink of an eye, a clear sky and earth with a radius of dozens of feet appeared around him.

And those figures also rushed in at this moment, and naturally stopped in surprise when they saw this strange sight.

Before they could react, Han Li grabbed the void with one hand in the direction behind them. A blue light hand emerged out of thin air in the miasma and fished it down fiercely. A black thing was caught in the big hand, and then It circled and then flew back, stopping in front of Han Li.

It was actually a giant scorpion about a foot in size, with a shiny black shell, and a scorpion tail on its back that was half a foot long. There was a faint purple light on the scorpion hook, which seemed to be extremely poisonous.

It was the mutated iron-tailed scorpion that was chasing these low-level monks.

This scorpion should be a second-level monster, but under the confinement of bare hands, it cannot move at all, and can only make strange sounds from its mouth.

The monks were stunned by all this and looked at Han Li, who was covered in blue in the air, looking at a loss.

"How could Fellow Daoist Wang appear here after we bid farewell to Jinjing? Is Miss Cao okay?" Han Li said calmly to one of the female cultivators as the light from his body dissipated.

"You are Fellow Daoist Han, no, Senior Han! Junior Sister Cao is still staying in Jinjing and has not come out with the junior. The junior went to the mountain with several colleagues to look for some spiritual herbs." The woman in yellow shirt was startled at first. Then a mixture of surprise appeared on his face, it turned out to be Senior Sister Wang from Cao Mengrong whom he had met once on the outskirts of Jinjing.

After Han Li left because of the sound of the sword, this woman naturally knew the identity of Han Li as a high-level monk. Therefore, when she recognized Han Li at this moment, her attitude was naturally not as casual as that day, and she immediately took the initiative to treat him as a junior, with a look on her face. Extraordinary respect.

When the other monks saw that the woman surnamed Wang recognized the monk with great supernatural powers in the sky, they felt relieved and stepped forward to offer their thanks.

However, he, including the woman surnamed Wang, regarded Han Li as a monk in the Danjie stage. The Nascent Soul Stage monks are too far away for them, and they are simply impossible to contact.

"Uncle Gui is the general of Zhunan. Why should my fellow Taoist come here to take risks with just a few spiritual grasses?" Han Li heard that Cao Mengrong was fine, nodded, glanced at the giant scorpion, and said with a frown.

"Although the junior's family is quite wealthy and has accumulated some spiritual stones, my qualifications are average. How can anyone in the clan spend so many spiritual stones on this junior?" The woman surnamed Wang turned pale and said with a wry smile.

"It turns out that your qualifications are not too bad, and foundation building is not hopeless. And you can meet me again by chance here, which can be regarded as some fate with me. I will give this poisonous insect to you. I also If you have something to do, you can take care of yourself." Han Li said, pointing casually with his bare hands.

Suddenly there was a soft "bang" sound, and the bare hands turned into dots of blue light and disappeared without a trace. The giant scorpion shook and fell stiffly in front of the monks, motionless, as if dead.

"Senior, I..."

The woman was overjoyed and was about to express her gratitude when a green light flashed around Han Li and he disappeared into the miasma. The woman surnamed Wang could only stop abruptly in her words of thanks.

The other monks on the side looked at the mutated giant scorpion on the ground, but all of them had envious expressions in their eyes.

But this scorpion was a gift from a high-level monk. Even if some of them had evil thoughts, they did not dare to snatch the giant scorpion. They could only watch the woman surnamed Wang stick several talismans on the poisonous insect in one go, and then they were happy. He put it coaxingly into his spirit beast bag.

But at this moment, there was a thunderbolt from the sky, and then the sky that was originally shrouded in miasma suddenly tumbled, and then a strong wind blew from nowhere, which actually blew away some of the red miasma in the sky, and could faintly be seen. The dark clouds high in the sky looked like a storm was coming.

"This storm has come at the right time." At this time, Han Li had already seen a black mountain peak in the distance. After looking up, he murmured.

Then it turned into a green rainbow and shot towards the top of the mountain.

Several bursts of thunder suddenly started, and a heavy rain suddenly fell from the sky. The miasma in the surrounding areas was washed away by the heavy rain, and it shrank sharply, all rushing to a place several feet above the ground. Other mountain peaks in the distance were revealed one by one in the heavy rain.

The light on Han Li's body dimmed, and he landed on a boulder on the top of the mountain. Covered by the spiritual light, not a drop of water touched his body. However, not far from the boulder, there are seven or eight monks gathered here, two of them are in the foundation building stage, and the rest are in the Qi refining stage.

These people, all with their heads tied and turbans tied around their heads, were dressed like local monks. They looked at Han Li who suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain in surprise, and couldn't help but look at each other.

Han Li glanced at these people, and suddenly an astonishing spiritual energy was released from their bodies. He flicked his sleeves and said coldly.

"Get out of here!"

The wind was strong, and a green misty glow rolled out.

The monks were shocked. Some released their protective shields to resist, and some hurriedly flew into the air with their weapons. However, after the rays of light flashed through, they were all swept up by the green glow, and then were thrown twenty or thirty feet away. It turned into a gourd rolling on the ground, and everyone was in an extremely embarrassed state, with a look of horror on their faces.

At this moment, these people didn't know they had met a high-level monk with great supernatural powers. They immediately ran down the mountain without saying a word. The two foundation-building monks secretly explored Han Li's cultivation level, and their faces were even more bloodless. He walked away directly with his weapon, not daring to delay for a moment.

Han Li watched as these people turned into black dots and finally disappeared from the top of the mountain. Then he calmly closed his eyes and looked up into the sky.

At this moment, in the sky covered with dark clouds, silver snakes dance wildly and thunder continues!