Begin the path of immortality from mortals

Chapter 9 Han Li’s leader in cultivating immortality (please follow up)

At this moment, Yu Zitong finally didn't dare to take chances anymore. No matter how he promised or tempted him just now, it was a pity that this man was indifferent from the beginning to the end. He knew that this man was not easy to deal with.

For the last chance of survival, I can only reveal the place where my storage bag is buried.

Lu Tiandu didn't treat him harshly at this moment, letting his soul stay in a bottle made of spiritual jade to delay its dissipation.

Lu Tiandu took out a jade slip, checked the map, found the direction, and then used the Sui Feng Sword to shoot somewhere.

More than an hour later, Lu Tiandu came to a certain ravine on the border of the wilderness. He commanded his flying sword to slash in a certain tree hole, and a gray bag fell down.

Lu Tiandu grabbed it casually, and his big hand turned into mana captured the dusty storage bag.

Lu Tiandu was silent for a moment, his consciousness observing the surroundings. Only then did he smile bitterly:
"It seems that I was overly worried. This child was severely injured and buried his own storage bag when he was dying. I'm afraid he died without having time to arrange a backup plan..."

Yufeng Fei swept another half mile around and found a white bone. As expected, it should be Yu Zitong's. With a flick of his finger, a small fireball turned the white bone into ashes.

Lu Tiandu poured his mana into the storage bag and started watching.

"As expected, there are no surprises..." Lu Tiandu sighed. This is normal. A seventh-level Qi-refining monk who left his family and lived in the world would have a rich collection.

"But these few medicinal herbs are not bad, and the trip is not in vain."

Lu Tiandu looked at the three century-old elixirs and a dozen other herbs in his hands. These should be all the elixirs that Yu Zi collected during his childhood to improve his cultivation.

One of the Blood Spirit Grasses, which was more than 100 years old, was presumably the direct cause of his death.

The other contents in the storage bag are some blank talisman papers, a talisman pen, a low-grade magic weapon and a few books. They are all common items in the world of immortality. There are no spiritual stones or elixirs.

After finding a few useful things and sorting them into his own storage bag, Lu Tiandu put the remaining few things and the commonplace items that had not been touched much into Yu Zitong's storage bag, found a tree hole, and casually Throwing it in there might bring a small chance to someone.

He casually touched the storage bag, and the vial containing Yu Zitong's soul appeared in his hand. After releasing Yu Zitong's soul, Lu Tiandu said calmly:
"Please also ask fellow Taoists to help themselves!"

"What? Fellow Taoist, did you just say to spare my life?" Yu Zitong's frightened, angry and weak voice came out.

"You heard me right. I said I would not kill you but spare your life, but I didn't regret it. I just asked fellow Taoists to fight on their own!" Lu Tiandu still looked calm.

"If you fight on your own, you may have a chance to enter the immortal world in the next life, otherwise you may lose your soul..."

Yu Zitong begged and begged but still did not move Lu Tiandu in the slightest. Finally, he glared at Lu Tiandu fiercely and then retreated on his own...

"Even if it's a small trouble, I don't want to leave it to myself!"

Lu Tiandu sighed quietly, stepped on the flying sword, and left in a blink of an eye.

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"Hey, you didn't kill Doctor Mo?"

In the God's Hand Valley, Lu Tiandu showed a hint of surprise when he saw Doctor Mo being tied up as soon as he entered the stone room where he was waiting for guests.

At this time, more than two hours had passed since Lu Tiandu left. Han Li must have asked Doctor Mo about the cause and effect of the incident. According to Lu Tiandu's understanding of Old Mo Han, it must have been a slight flick of his finger. Give me a small fireball as a gift.

Although Han Li still doesn't know how to make small fireballs, he still has to put an end to the matter. He didn't expect to see Dr. Mo alive now... Han Li's eyes twitched slightly and he smiled bitterly: "I have already disabled Dr. Mo's life." My martial arts skills and all kinds of poisons were also confiscated from me. Being a prisoner at this time is probably more uncomfortable than killing him..."

The dream of cultivating immortals was shattered, and in addition, the life expectancy in the thirties was running out, the huge Jingjiao Society foundation and several beautiful wives could not be enjoyed, how could one not feel heartbroken!
Han Li looked at Doctor Mo with mixed emotions.

Deep down in his heart, he had always had some respect for Dr. Mo. After all, his strong medical skills and Changchun Kung Fu were all taught by him.

In the end, Doctor Mo was captured before he even started to seize the body, and the hatred between the two parties was not irresolvable. He felt uncomfortable if he really wanted to kill him with one knife.

At this time, he is not the old devil Han in the future.

"It's up to you," Lu Tiandu smiled faintly, "Doctor Mo looks like he can only live for three or four months at most. With a filial disciple like you taking care of him when he's dying, it can be considered a beginning and an end..."

After saying this, Lu Tian burst into laughter.

Han Li smiled bitterly and said nothing, and Doctor Mo even opened his cloudy eyes and said nothing viciously.

"Since you are considered a practitioner, it is inappropriate to call me senior. I am a few years older than you, so just call each other fellow Taoist!" Lu Tiandu said gently.

"This..." Han Li hesitated.

"Nothing, the cultivation world respects strength. We are all in the same class, just call each other fellow Taoist!"

Han Li's expression calmed down, and he felt a little more excited for no reason.

"Okay, Fellow Daoist Han, let me tell you some detailed knowledge about the world of cultivation, so as not to cost you your life in confusion when you step into the world of cultivation..."

"Brother Lu Dao, do you need to ask Doctor Mo to evacuate?" Han Li asked, looking at Doctor Mo not far away.

"Forget it, he can just listen if he wants to..." Lu Tiandu shook his head slightly and didn't care.

Dr. Mo had heard rumors about immortal cultivators in Lanzhou. Later, he ran around to avoid his enemies and met Yu Zitong. Although he knew a little about immortal cultivators, he had no spiritual roots and could not practice. He was always full of curiosity about the mysterious immortal cultivators. Curious, after hearing that Lu Tian didn't let him avoid it, a trace of gratitude suddenly emerged in his heart.

At the last moment of life, it is a kind of comfort to hear about the immortal cultivators!
Lu Tiandu began to explain to Han Li some common sense about the world of immortality, such as the theory of spiritual roots, the division of realms among practitioners, the division of forces in the world of Yue Kingdom, the general scope of Tiannan, and the existence of various monsters and spiritual herbs in the world of immortality. , spiritual fruits, exercises, spells, elixirs, talismans, magical tools, spiritual stones, etc. used in practice...

After saying this, Han Li and Doctor Mo who were standing aside were dumbfounded, their eyes opened, and their breathing became much faster.

"I don't know what kind of spiritual root Brother Lu Dao has? But he comes from the seven major sects of cultivation?" Han Li asked after a moment of silence.

He found out that he was just a pseudo-spiritual root of the Four Spiritual Roots, and he felt really unwilling to do so. Could it be that he would stop at the Qi-refining stage in this life?
Then I thought that those with spiritual roots were already considered one in a million. I was lucky enough to be able to practice, which was pretty good and somewhat comforting.

"Brother, I have a wind-type alien spirit root, and my cultivation talent is only under the sky spirit root that has no bottlenecks all the way to the pill formation stage. It is almost the same as some special cultivation physiques..." Lu Tiandu nodded.

After hearing this, Han Li's eyes widened. It's no wonder that this Taoist brother acted like a heavenly being. His talent for cultivation was truly remarkable, and he couldn't help but feel envious and jealous in his heart.

Lu Tiandu smiled at the young man's envy and continued:
"My brother is a descendant of the Lu family, a practicing family below the Yellow Maple Valley. In the next two years, I will return to the Taiyue Mountains and enter the sect to practice. Maybe I will meet fellow Taoist Han in the future..."

A wry smile appeared on Han Li's lips. Through Lu Tiandu's explanation, he couldn't understand why he had such pseudo-spiritual talent. Not to mention the seven major sects of the Yue Kingdom, even some middle-level immortal cultivating families would not take them in.

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