Han Li stood in the air with his hands behind his back, with a trace of recollection in his eyes.

A gentle sea breeze blew over the face, and the wind was filled with a strong smell of salty and moisture.

This is the boundless sea near Tiannan. He and Zi Ling flew out of Luohu's belly and came here.

The spiritual energy here is very scarce, but Han Li's soul is extremely comfortable, just like a wanderer who has been away from home for many years, after going through ups and downs outside, he finally returned to his long-lost hometown.

It is a kind of spiritual stability, a place that cannot be replaced by any place.

Han Li took a few deep breaths, but did not stay here for a long time. He disappeared from his original place in a flash, and then appeared in the air of a mountain range.

This is a not-so-tall mountain range, with more than a dozen areas of dangerously close peaks of different sizes, which are quite eye-catching.

Many levels of secret cards were built everywhere in the mountain. From time to time, figures dressed up in and out were occupied by an ordinary martial arts sect.

This mountain is Caixia Mountain, and the Qixuan Gate occupied this place. Many people he is familiar with are here, Doctor Mo, Zhang Tie, and himself when he was a teenager...

In a small valley near the Qixuanmen disciple's room, a young man in black with a cold face waved the long sword in his hand and was practicing a knife technique.

This young man is Li Feiyu.

The palm of the sky bottle was lost, and Han Li took advantage of this last opportunity to decide to go back and take a last look at this childhood friend.

Li Feiyu waved the long sword in his hand. As the sword wind whistled, cold light rose everywhere, and the sound of wind and thunder was hidden, which was quite powerful.

His clothes were soaked in sweat, and his arms holding the knife were red and swollen, but he didn't stop to rest and still gritted his teeth and practiced.

When Han Li saw this scene, he nodded secretly. Li Feiyu's sword skills were so outstanding back then that taking marrow pills was one reason, and more importantly, it was inseparable from the hard work of day after day.

At the same time, the small bottle in his hand became increasingly weak, and the remaining power was gone.

Han Li's eyes turned and raised his hand to pinch his hands.

A black light shot out from his fingertips and swiftly penetrated Li Feiyu's eyebrows. Li Feiyu, who had worked hard to practice the knife, did not notice anything unusual and continued to sweat.

Han Li smiled slightly and was about to return to reality when he suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked down.

A black-skinned boy with an ordinary face was walking out of the valley of Shenshou and heading out of the valley. His face was full of confusion, as if he was wandering around.

Isn’t this the one I was when I was a teenager?

Han Li's heart moved and his eyes extended forward.

On the ground not far away in front of the boy, the palm of the sky was lying quietly, waiting to be discovered.

Just based on the pace and trajectory of the boy below, I should not be able to find the Palm Sky Bottle this time, and it seems that I will pass by the bottle directly...

Han Li's mind moved and raised his leg and kicked it softly.

The palm-sky bottle buried on the ground moved slightly, and silently shifted several inches to the left.

"Ouch!" The boy's self took a breath, held his feet and sat on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Han Li showed a smile on his lips.

At this moment, the bottle in his hand finally became completely transparent, and the power inside was exhausted and shattered with a bang.

A space-time channel appeared out of thin air behind Han Li, and a force of time came in a roll of it, swallowing his body.

In Tianwaiyu, Nangong Wan and Jintong stood there, with a hint of anxiety in their eyes.

At this moment, the void not far ahead of the two men surging like water waves, showing a space-time channel.

A figure flew out from inside, it was Han Li.

When Nangong Wan and Jin Tong saw him appear, they looked happy and immediately came to meet him.

...

Time changes, time passes, and in a blink of an eye, I don’t know how many tens of thousands of years have passed.

In the Black Soil Immortal Realm, hundreds of ascension arrays are operating on the ascension platform, emitting circles of light, and a guide monk stands next to each ascension array.

There are countless lower realms connected below the Black Soil Immortal Realm. The magic circle lights up from time to time, and ascending people are teleported out, and the monks are led to a continuous building in the distance.

The light of a magic circle on the ascension platform suddenly shone brightly and rushed straight into the sky. A young man in black with a cold facial features appeared in the magic circle.

Half of this person's body was charred, and it was obvious that he had been through the ascension disaster and was in a coma at this moment.

The young man's bloody hand was tightly holding a long black knife, and the two seemed to grow together.

The black knife is covered with cracks at this moment, with two pictographic ancient characters "Flying Feathers" engraved on it. The black knife is an immortal weapon, which seems to be an innate immortal weapon. Although the blade is covered with cracks, it still exudes an astonishing knife intention.

Next to this magic circle was a monk who was guided to the guidance. He was a middle-aged man with white hair, with bright eyebrows and beautiful eyes. Unfortunately, his temples were gray and wrinkles were covered with wrinkles. Although he was only middle-aged, he gave people an extremely old feeling.

He saw the young man in black and looked surprised and raised his hand and waved it.

A white light flew out from the white-haired man's hand and enveloped the young man in black. The wound on the young man's body healed quickly and he woke up quickly.

As soon as he woke up, the young man in black immediately looked at the black knife in his hand, with a hint of regret in his eyes.

"I'm going up to the high-rise, welcome fellow Taoists to ascend to the Black Soil Immortal Realm." The white-haired middle-aged man stood aside and said with a smile.

"Li Feiyu is here ascended from the North Wind Realm." The young man in black looked around secretly, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Li Feiyu..." Gao Sheng was stunned for a moment.

"Is there anything wrong with the name below?" Li Feiyu saw Gao Sheng's expression and his eyes flashed.

"There is nothing wrong. It's just that the name of a fellow Taoist is very similar to a powerful person in the True Immortal Realm. It's only one word. That senior is raining, and the fellow Taoist is feathered." Gao Sheng recovered his expression and said with a smile.

"Oh, that's a coincidence." Li Feiyu said with a moving eyebrows.

"If you don't talk about this, Fellow Daoist Li, you are very lucky. The Black Soil Immortal Realm is one of the most prosperous immortal realms in the True Immortal Realm. The Zhenyan Sect, the first sect in the True Immortal Realm, is located here. Gao is the guide immortal envoy of the True Immortal Sect. This sect welcomes fellow Taoist cultivators the most in the lower realm. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Li is interested in joining this sect?" Gao Sheng resisted the impulse of divination and made an invitation with a smile.

"I just ascended to the True Immortal Realm, and I don't know anything. It seems inappropriate to join the sect rashly. I wonder if Immortal Gao can explain the situation in the True Immortal Realm?" Li Feiyu was stunned for a moment and asked quietly.

"This is what it should be. The True Immortal Realm is boundless and divided into thousands of immortal realms of different sizes. The Black Soil Immortal Realm is one of them. Each immortal realm is amazingly large in size. Ordinary immortals cannot get out of an immortal realm in their entire lives. As for the cultivation realm of immortals, the Tao is "Golden Immortal Taiyi, Daluo Dao Ancestor, Three Thousand Great Dao, Supreme Law". Each realm takes millions of years, and it can be achieved for tens of millions of years. Han Tianzun, my Zhenyan Sect, is a powerful person in the Daluo realm, and is also the number one person in the true immortal realm. But since... Oh, by the way, the powerful person whom you mentioned to fellow Daluo just now is Han Tianzun." Gao Sheng said that Han Tianzun had a complex look, respect, and other emotions.

"Han Tianzun? Didn't Gao Xianzun say that the senior is called Li Feiyu?" Li Feiyu asked in surprise.

"Han Tianzun ascended to the Immortal World and used the pseudonym of Li Feiyu for a long time, so Li Feiyu is his second name." Gao Sheng said.

"I wonder what is the full name of this Han Tianzun?" Li Feiyu nodded slowly when he heard this, and felt a little curious about this Han Tianzun and asked.

"Han Tianzun's name is "Han and Han Li." Gao Sheng bowed to the void.

"Han Li..." Li Feiyu murmured, with a strange expression on his face.

For some reason, this name gave him a very familiar feeling.

"Silence! Han Tianzun's reputation in the True Immortal Realm is extremely noble, and he can't say his name. If someone hears it, it will cause a storm." Gao Sheng immediately lowered his voice and said.

"Yes, thank you for your advice." Li Feiyu was shocked when he heard this and looked around. Seeing that no one noticed it, he breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to thank him.

"Fellow Daoist Li just pays attention to this matter in the future." Gao Sheng waved his hand.

"Gao Xian Envoy, since this Han Tianzun is a powerful figure in the Daluo realm, why is he the number one person in the True Immortal Realm? Didn't the Immortal Envoy just say that the Taoist Ancestor is at the highest level?" Li Feiyu asked immediately.

For some reason, he had an urgent desire to understand this Han Tianzun.

"Han Tianzun is the most legendary figure in the history of the True Immortal Realm. 'The mortals cultivate immortals, the storm rises again, time and space shuttle, and reincarnation' is about him. He can't finish talking about his deeds for three days and three nights. It's not too late to talk about them later. Let's go to the Feisheng Palace there first and register the identity of fellow Taoists." Gao Sheng laughed.

"Everything is arranged by Gao Xian Envoy." Li Feiyu nodded and said.

So Gao Sheng led Li Feiyu toward the palace in the distance.

...

In a valley in the Black Soil Fairyland, a stream winds through. Against the bright sunshine, green trees are shaded, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and it is extremely quiet.

There are several attics made of bamboo deep in the valley. There are several figures sitting around a pavilion outside the attic. One of them is wearing an ordinary green robe, like a mortal without magic power, which is Han Li.

A woman in white robe sat next to her, but it was Nangong Wan.

A huge fluctuation of the law of reincarnation emanated from her, and she had reached the peak of Taiyi Realm and was only one step away from the Daluo Realm.

A pink girl with a braided head staggered around the two of them, chasing a few exquisite wooden kittens and puppies. The wooden cats and dogs flew around with four hooves, as if living creatures were running, and even more meowed and barking made the girl giggle.

There were two people in the pavilion, where the Crab Taoist and Zi Ling sat opposite each other on both sides of a stone table, playing Go, and Han Li and Nangong Wan watched the battle.

The Taoist Crab was sitting in a wheelchair at this moment, and half of his body was strangely integrated into the nearby void, which was very similar to the situation of the ancestor Chen Tuan at the time, but his expression was full of calm and without a trace of anxiety.

He made a move like a flying move, and the dark pieces in his hand had occupied a large area in the center of the chessboard.

Zi Ling is wearing a purple long dress, graceful and graceful, and her cultivation has also improved a lot, and she has reached the mid-stage level of Daluo.

Her white sprite is not weak either. She firmly guards the four corners and surrounds the black sprites in the central area.

The inside and outside of the pavilion are full of tranquility, and the falling sunlight is also particularly gentle.

At this moment, Han Li's eyes suddenly moved, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Husband, what happened?" Nangong Wan put most of her attention on the pink girl, but she also noticed the change in Han Li's expression and looked over.

"It's nothing, a long-lost reincarnation of an old friend has ascended to the Black Soil Immortal Realm." Han Li smiled casually.

"Since it is the reincarnation of my husband's old friend, please ask me to notify my sister Yuanyao and let her try to take care of her?" Nangong Wan said.

"He was a strong man in his previous life. He still looked like this in this life. There is no need to interfere with his life. If he is destined to do so in the future, he will meet again." Han Li shook his head and said.

When Nangong Wan heard this, she nodded and thoughtful.

At this moment, the bright sky suddenly became dark, and heavy snow began to fall from the Black Soil Fairyland.

Han Li stood quietly in the snow, and soon his body was covered in white.

He looked up and saw his eyes penetrated the layers of space, the entire Black Soil Immortal Realm, and the situations around him.

The boundless fairy world, the sun rises and sunsets, and the white clouds and the green dogs.

After a moment, Han Li closed his eyes and let out a breath, blowing the snowflakes flying like flying feathers.

(The complete book of the Immortal World)

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