Begin the path of immortality from mortals

Chapter 7 Xiao Han wants to become a disciple?
"Young man, don't show off that little thing in front of me!"

After hearing a faint cold snort, Han Li felt that the air around him had solidified, and he couldn't even move a finger.

Han Li's heart suddenly became cold and he broke into a cold sweat.If this person was a helper invited by Doctor Mo, then he would have no ability to resist at all.

Lu Tian curled his lips. Although Han Li had practiced the Changchun Kung Fu to the fifth level, he had never learned any skills in using magic power. No wonder he did not dare to resist under his pressure.

"Senior, please forgive me, it's my boy Meng Lang!" Feeling that he could move again, Han Li quickly gathered his mind, exposed his hands, lowered his eyebrows and bowed to apologize.

He raised his head again and glanced at the man in white on the Grand Master's chair, and asked cautiously: "Senior, are you the guest invited by Doctor Mo?"

This person is invincible. At this moment, what he wants to know most is whether this person is an enemy or a friend...

I secretly thought that although Doctor Mo has already shown his fangs to me, didn't he agree to give me one year? Why can't he wait until half a year has passed?
I was planning to go out and practice Qijuetang's secret skills for half a year to increase my life-saving trump cards, but now it seems it's still a bit late.

"Hmph!" Lu Tiandu snorted coldly, with an indifferent look on his face, "Is he even worthy?"

Seeing the indifferent and condescending attitude of the man sitting on the Grand Master's chair, Han Li suddenly became somewhat convinced.

With a thought in his heart, he hurriedly saluted and said: "Senior, please save me!"

Looking at Han Li who was paying homage, Lu Tiandu smiled slightly: "Go, make a pot of tea first."

Lu Tiandu was very interested in instructing the future Han Tianzun to bring water and make tea.

Within a quarter of an hour, Han Li, who was quick with his hands and feet, had boiled water and made tea.

Respectfully placing the tea bowl in front of Lu Tiandu from the tray, Han Li bent down and said, "Senior, please have some tea."

Lu Tiandu looked at the respectful Han Li and smiled lightly: "You can have a drink too!"

"Young men don't dare!" Han Li said quickly, standing respectfully beside him with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes.

Lu Tiandu said no more, stretched out his slender fingers to pick up the tea bowl and took a slow sip. Just when Han Li thought that this senior would praise the tea, he saw this noble-looking senior frowning.

"Senior..." Han Li suddenly raised his mind.

He was extremely wary of the unknown man in white. Although he had the idea of ​​adding medicine to the tea, he did not dare to take action. He was afraid that the medicine would not cure the man, but would annoy him and lead to death.

"Well, is this tea expired?" Lu Tiandu asked lightly, frowning slightly.

"Ah!" Han Li's eyes suddenly widened and he was at a loss.

This is the good tea that he specially found for Dr. Mo to drink every day, but he has never been very interested in these tastes, so he didn't know that this tea has expired.

"Forget it, I guess you don't have any good tea here!" Lu Tiandu put down the tea bowl, put his hand on his waist, and a carved sapphire jar appeared in his hand.

This spiritual tea was given to him as a daily drink by Junior Sister Chen when they were saying goodbye. Unfortunately, the spiritual water specifically for making tea had not yet been made.

Han Li was surprised by the sudden appearance of the jade jar, and kept looking sideways at it.

Lu Tiandu didn't care about his curiosity, and took out two more white jade teacups and a wooden clamp. He used the spiritual wood clamp to clamp a little spiritual tea into each white jade cup. Then he took the hot water kettle and brewed two cups. Lingcha, cover the tea lid and wait silently.

Seeing the things that appeared like magic, Han Li became very curious. After all, he was only a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old.

Seeing that the young man in white had no intention of explaining, Han Li did not dare to ask questions and waited quietly.

When the time for half a stick of incense was up, Lu Tiandu picked up a bowl of spiritual tea, opened the lid, and a fragrance suddenly filled the stone house.

After taking a sip of the spiritual tea, a wonderful feeling of refreshing energy filled my whole body.

"You can use one cup too!" Lu Tiandu glanced at the other cup of tea and said calmly.

"This……"

Han Li hesitated, raised his head and glanced at the handsome face of the young man in white, who was smiling but not smiling, and quickly showed a forced smile: "Thank you, senior, for the tea!"

Sure enough, after experiencing the life experiences of Li Feiyu and Doctor Mo, Xiao Han became more and more cautious in his actions.

Han Li bravely picked up the tea bowl. The white jade tea cup had very warm tentacles. It looked like it was made of fine jade. Ordinary people might not be able to afford this thing, he thought to himself.

When he opened the lid, a fresh fragrance hit his face instantly. He inhaled through his nostrils, making his spirit shiver, and then a wonderful feeling of relief relaxed his tense mind.A few green leaves floated up and down in the cup, like floating duckweeds.

Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Han Li picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Suddenly, a spiritual energy emerged in his body. Han Li immediately started the Changchun Gong, and the "Eternal Spring Qi" in his body actually increased a little.

"This spiritual tea has a good effect on your cultivation skills. Don't waste it!" A faint voice sounded, and it was the voice of the young man in white.

"Thank you, senior, for the tea!" Han Li bowed again, and this time his thanks were much more sincere.

Soon the tea leaves bottomed out, Lu Tiandu performed a small cleaning technique, and a pool of clear water appeared in the air. Lu Tiandu picked up the teacup and kept spinning it in the water.

This scene left Han Li, who was still savoring the spirit tea, dumbfounded.

After cleaning, Lu Tiandu pointed his finger, and the discarded tea leaves were wrapped in clean water and sprayed out the door. The tea set on the table was instantly put away by Lu Tiandu.

In fact, everything from the initial incomprehensibility to the moment he invited Han Li to drink spiritual tea was all intentional by Lu Tian.

Through these two incidents, Lu Tian has been observing Han Li. Although he is still far behind the later Han Laomo, his cautious, flexible, and well-founded character has been initially established.

He already has these character traits at the age of 15, which is much better than Lu Tiandu in his previous life.Although it is due to his premature maturity, it also illustrates the complexity of Han Li's experiences in recent years.

Therefore, even without the Heavenly Vase, Han Li would have achieved certain achievements sooner or later in the world of immortality.

Now that he was almost done testing, Lu Tiandu went straight to the point.

"What is your name? Did you know that you are in danger? Your so-called master is plotting with others to seize you?" Lu Tiandu said with a smile.

"With a physique with four spiritual roots, I didn't expect that two people would care about you. I don't know whether I should call you lucky or unlucky?"

"Boy Han Li, what do you call me, senior? What does seizing the body mean? Can you please help me clarify my doubts?" Han Li said in a sincere tone with doubts in his eyes.

He had always known that his so-called master, Dr. Mo, was not kind to him, but he never understood what he deserved for Dr. Mo to care about. He didn't believe at all what Dr. Mo said about using Changchun Qi to heal injuries.

Lu Tiandu briefly explained the things about seizing bodies in the world of immortality, and also mentioned about spiritual roots.

"What? Doctor Mo wants to take over my body? And there is someone watching from the side?" Han Li's expression became ugly, and his already dark face became even more gloomy.

"Just because I have what is called a 'spiritual root' in the world of immortality?" Han Li didn't know what he was feeling right now, "They want to take my body just for the sake of cultivating immortality??"

Looking at Han Li who was a little excited but still at a loss, Lu Tiandu said calmly:

"Although the technique you practice should be the wood-attribute Changchun Kungfu that is common in the world of immortality, and you have practiced it to the fifth level, you don't know what immortality is..."

"Today I will let you see what the methods of immortal cultivators are. Why are these two people so obsessed with occupying a body that can cultivate immortality?"

Having said this, Lu Tiandu swiped his finger in the air, and a fire dragon less than half a foot appeared in the stone house, circling and swimming, and the temperature in the house instantly increased by dozens of degrees.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the fire dragon, Han Li hurriedly took a few steps back, staring intently at the fire dragon that appeared out of thin air, regardless of the unbearable heat all around him.

"go with!"

Lu Tiandu pointed his finger, and the fire dragon quickly ran towards a big tree dozens of feet away from the house.

"Boom..."

An explosion came from outside.

Han Li immediately picked up Luo Yan and ran towards the explosion site outside the house. Looking at the tree trunks that had been reduced to ashes, he was both horrified and somewhat grateful.

"Now do you understand why they want to fight for your body? And this is just the most common method used by immortal cultivators? If you practice to a high and deep level, going to heaven and earth, moving mountains and seas, and living forever are just ordinary..." Lu Tiandu said to Han Lida who returned to the house.

"So, if it were you, what decision would you make when faced with the various benefits brought by cultivating immortality?" Lu Tian asked with a smile.

Han Li's expression changed several times and finally fell silent.

Silence already told some kind of answer.

"Senior, please accept me as your disciple!" Han Li suddenly knelt down with a respectful expression and bowed deeply.

(End of this chapter)