Chapter 1: Heavenly Bottle! First meeting with Han Li!

Tiannan, Yue Kingdom, Jingzhou, Qixuanmen, Shenshou Valley.

A dark-skinned boy with an ordinary appearance was looking at the thousand-year-old Sanwu grass in his hand with a serious expression.

This person was none other than Han Li, who had joined the Qixuan Sect and was accepted as a disciple by the divine doctor Mo Juren from the Shenshou Valley.

Yesterday, Han Li discovered the secret that the small green bottle could ripen herbs.

Looking at the thousand-year-old Sanwu grass in his hand, Han Li no longer had the joy and excitement he had at the beginning. Instead, he was thinking carefully about the benefits and dangers that this small bottle would bring to him, and making plans for his retreat.

Han Li saw many examples of "being guilty of possessing a treasure" in various books in Doctor Mo's room.

The bottle in his own hand is a priceless treasure.

If outsiders knew that he had such a treasure in his hands, he would definitely not live to see the next morning. Like many "treasure-bearers" before him, he would be overwhelmed by all kinds of greedy people who came after hearing the news.
While Han Li was daydreaming, he had no idea that he was not the only one in the room.

"Fellow Daoist, you are so lucky to have obtained such an amazing treasure."

In an instant, Han Li felt as if a thorn was on his back, and all the hairs on his body stood up.

"who!"

Han Li suddenly jumped down from his bed and glanced around vigilantly, but no matter how he looked, he was the only one in the room.

Just when Han Li thought that he might be too excited and had hallucinations, the voice came again.

"Fellow Daoist, you can't find me with just the third level of Qi Refining Stage. Moreover, you don't even seem to have learned the most basic spell, the Sky Eye Spell, so it's even more impossible for you to find me."

As the voice fell, a figure stood straight in front of Han Li, less than one meter away from him.

Han Li was startled when he saw this strange handsome man suddenly appearing in his room. He quickly took a few steps back, his eyes and expression full of fear and vigilance.

A bottle of poison fell from his sleeve and was held in his hand, ready to throw it out at any time. The other hand tightly grasped the small green bottle and held it behind his back.

"Who are you? Why are you in Han's room?"

Han Li asked with a trembling voice.

Seeing that the man was standing still, he prepared to take the initiative, hoping that the extremely poisonous Five Poison Water in his hand could work.

Just as he was about to take action, a terrifying aura came and completely enveloped Han Li.

For a moment, Han Li was unable to move, and even breathing was extremely difficult. His blurry eyes seemed to have seen death.

A pair of blood-red wings spread out behind the young man in front of him, and a strange black and red light kept coming out of his body. He even heard the sound of his heart beating in a trance.

Fortunately, this extreme danger disappeared without a trace in the next second.

Seeing Han Li so nervous, the young man shrugged helplessly, "Daoyou, you are too nervous."

"I came to Qixuanmen just to do some work. I happened to feel the presence of fellow Taoists around me, so I came to take a look. I didn't expect to witness the amazing effect of the treasure in your hands."

As he spoke, the man looked at the Millennium Sanwu Grass that Han Li had just thrown to the ground because of shock.

Then he opened his hand, and the thousand-year-old Sanwu grass seemed to be sucked by an invisible force and was held in the man's palm.

"It's incredible that an ordinary herb can be accelerated to a thousand years old in such a short time."

"Your little green bottle is truly a rare treasure in the world."

"I'm afraid even those Nascent Soul Transformation ancestors would be jealous of such an opportunity as yours, fellow Daoist."

The handsome young man carefully examined the thousand-year-old Sanwu grass in his hand, and then looked at the charcoal boy with amazement.

Han Li, who was finally able to breathe, exhaled deeply, fearing that he would not be able to breathe in the next second just like he had just now.

The opponent's strength is far superior to his, and it only takes a thought to kill him.

But he hasn't taken any action until now, and the other party doesn't seem to have any intention of doing anything bad to him.

Then Han Li's brain started to work rapidly, regaining his former shrewdness, and began to recall what the young man had just said.

"The third level of Qi Refining? Magic? Sky Eye Technique?"

"Nascent Soul Transformation Ancestor?"

Han Li had read a lot of books during his years with Doctor Mo, but he had never heard of these words.

"My name is Li Mufeng. May I ask your name, fellow Taoist?"

Seeing that the dark-skinned boy in front of him didn't seem so nervous anymore, Li Mufeng gave his name.

"My name is Han Li, nice to meet you, Brother Li."

Han Li also obediently said his name.

Then he quickly put the poison back into his sleeves, quickly pinned the small green bottle to his waist, covered it with clothes, and prayed silently in his heart that the other party did not notice these little actions.

Try not to offend the other person before you understand his or her methods.

"I've always heard people say that Jingzhou is poor and there are few cultivators like me. It seems that this is just a rumor. As soon as I arrived in Jingzhou, I met Fellow Daoist Han."

Li Mufeng smiled lightly. He had no intention of asking any further questions nor snatching the small green bottle. On the contrary, he looked up and down at Han Li in front of him with interest.

But no matter how you look at it, apart from being black, it has almost no other features and is just ordinary.

If I have to say something, it would be the eyes. The look in his eyes is particularly shrewd and sharp.

When Li Mufeng looked at Han Li, the other party also looked over at him.

The strong and well-shaped face, the finely carved features, the broad forehead and the deep eyes reveal a gentle and elegant temperament.

In addition, she has fair skin, which is rosy and looks like the beautiful jade from the sky, not like the mundane things in this mortal world.

After seeing this face, Han Li felt as if he was looking at a mirror that was completely the opposite of his own, and he even had the urge to smash it with a punch.

What’s even more deadly is that the calmness and confidence revealed between the other person’s eyebrows make it impossible to look away, as if everything in the world is under the other person’s control.

Such temperament made Han Li feel inferior to her, and he was afraid that he would never be able to catch up with her in this lifetime.

Just like that, the room, which was originally filled with a tense atmosphere, suddenly fell into silence. Han Li moved his lips and was about to ask something, but was interrupted by the other party.

"I think I know a little bit about divination. You may be in trouble recently. If you want to seek my help, please activate this talisman."

"This Qixuan Gate is still of some use to me, and I will not leave in the short term."

As he spoke, the man floated strangely in the air, and then flew out of the window in front of Han Li's stunned gaze and disappeared into the horizon.

Han Li was a little stunned, his mouth slightly open and his eyes wide open.

If he didn't have a piece of talisman paper covered with mysterious spells in his hand, he might still think he was dreaming.

"Who on earth is this guy? He can actually fly, just like the legendary immortal!"

"When can I fly in the sky like him?"

Looking at the direction where Li Mufeng disappeared, Han Li couldn't help but think so, and then he began to slowly recall what happened today.

On the other side, Li Mufeng was floating in the air of Qixuanmen, looking in the direction he had just left.

How could it be a coincidence that he appeared there?

In fact, he was going for the Zhantian Bottle.

Being familiar with The Mortal's Journey to Immortality, he knew very well that the Tiannan region where the Yue Kingdom was located was an area with very scarce resources for cultivating immortals.

Therefore, one of the purposes of his coming here was to obtain the Zhantian Bottle, because as long as he had the Zhantian Bottle, it would mean that he would have inexhaustible resources, and from now on he would no longer have to worry about resources for cultivation.

Of course, such an action would naturally offend certain beings, but Li Mufeng still wanted to give it a try.

Although there are some risks, it also represents huge rewards.

However, just when he was about to snatch it, another thing happened that made him change his mind and give up the extremely risky plan.

Li Mufeng's mind moved, and suddenly a virtual panel appeared in front of him. At the same time, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

“My favorite color is spring.”

Li Mufeng is a time traveler.

Since he was a child, he has lived in an isolated mountain village. The village is very small, with only about thirty people, half of whom are children about his age.

His father seemed to be very busy all the time, and he only came back once a month, and sometimes he didn't come back even once every six months. As for his mother,
Later, as he grew older, he left the small mountain village, obtained more useful information, and also determined what kind of world he had come to.

I also have a clearer understanding of myself and my identity.

If you really want to talk about it, he should be considered the current prince of Yue State, but this so-called prince has never been known to other people.

His father is the current Emperor of Yue - Li Pokong.

Of course, he also has a hidden identity, the leader of the Black Evil Cult.

In addition to these, he knew more things. The small mountain village where he lived was actually inhabited by people with spiritual roots from the royal Li family. For example, he was a five-spiritual-root pseudo-spiritual-root cultivator, and his mother was killed by a cultivator. The reason why his father was so busy was that he was looking for cultivation resources.
Li Mufeng had nothing to complain about his spiritual roots. After all, his father, Emperor Yue, was just an ordinary cultivator with three spiritual roots, and his mother was just a mortal.

As their child, it was God's mercy that he had spiritual roots and was able to embark on the path of cultivating immortals.

Moreover, Li Mufeng has his own golden finger and does not attach much importance to spiritual roots.

As a time traveler, Li Mufeng is naturally extraordinary. He possesses a special ability panel.

In his previous life, he was playing League of Legends and had just chosen the hero Aatrox, the Darkin Sword Demon.

"Whoever calls me Li Xianghe, I will end his life! Activate the One-Sword Sword Demon Talent!"

Then the computer suddenly crashed and he traveled through time.

The golden finger ability he possesses after traveling through time is also related to the League of Legends.

He can light up the hero portrait through his special panel.

After lighting up the hero portrait, there are two situations.

The first is that he can directly use the skills that the hero has in the game, but in doing so, his hero skills will fall into a cooldown period.

The second way is to obtain a cultivation method. As long as you practice according to the cultivation method and cultivate to the highest level, you can perfectly use all the skills of this hero and become the same as the other party.

Of course, the strength of these heroes is completely incomparable to that in the game.

Li Mufeng traveled through time while playing the Aatrox, so the first hero portrait he lit up was the Darkin Aatrox.

The corresponding martial art to the Darkin Sword Demon Aatrox is the Immortal Sword Sutra.

This is a Blood Sword Scripture. According to Li Mufeng's observation, this technique is enough for him to practice until the Mahayana stage, and he vaguely feels that this may not be the end of the Sword Demon.

The power of the Sword Demon actually involves certain laws of power.

You should know that in Aatrox's original background story, the Sword Demon used his blood magic to create another hero, that is, the Tryndamere.

In today's world, he also tried to divide the power of the Sword Demon's Blood Law into several parts, and also got some unexpected gains. Of course, the opponent's level is far inferior to that of the Barbarian King.

In addition to the skills, when Han Li was about to fight him just now, he also launched the Sword Demon's ultimate move - Great Destruction, which raised his cultivation to the middle stage of foundation building.

Han Li was just a young cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining. How could he possibly face a cultivator like him who was in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment?

Of course, he also paid a price. As mentioned above, his Great Destruction went into CD, and he would have to wait a month before he could use it again.

With his current eighth level of Qi training, the limit of how far he could raise his cultivation using Da Mie is the early stage of Jindan. But if he did that, the cooldown time of Da Mie would be extremely long.

Because he practiced the Immortal Sword Sutra, he could also use ordinary Great Destruction and obtain the enhanced effect of Great Destruction. However, although the cooling time of this Great Destruction was short, the extent of the improvement was also very limited.

And just now he finally lit up his second hero avatar - Green God Ivern.

“My favorite color is spring.”

This was also the reason why he decided not to snatch Han Li's Palm of Heaven Bottle.

(End of this chapter)