Rebirth of a Reincarnated Immortal Cultivator

Meanwhile, at the Wind and Thunder Valley Demon Camp.

"Get out! Get out!"

From one of the camps, the sound of a man cursing could be heard.

This is the rear area of ​​the demonic camp, where many cultivators who were injured in the battles on the front lines can recuperate in peace.

Because it is backed by the three major demonic sects and surrounded by an impregnable fortress, many supplies transporting spirit stones and pills pass through here, making it a strategic location for the three major demonic sects and the Cambrian Kingdom.

"Young Master, please calm down. Your injuries haven't healed yet, so it's not good for you to get angry. Ouch..."

Inside the tent, a young man with an eerie appearance sat at the head of the table.

Beside the eerie man stood two old Taoist priests in blue robes with silver eyes and long noses.

The two not only looked alike, but their auras were also identical. The only difference was the pattern on their foreheads; one resembled the sun, and the other resembled the moon.

The aura emanating from his body was so terrifying that it was something no Foundation Establishment cultivator could possess.

Below the eerie man, a fat man with a lewd face was kicked to the ground, and behind him, a large character for "evil" was very conspicuous.

Faced with the strange man's anger, the evil Taoist was not angry. Instead, he stood up with a fawning smile, dusted off his clothes, and his fat and bloated face was full of flattery.

"Han Li! I will not be satisfied until I have reduced you to ashes!"

"Elder Yin and Ming, how is it? Have you heard anything about this kid?"

Han Xu clenched his fists, his teeth clenched so hard that the wound on his arm reopened, causing him to wince in pain.

"Not yet. According to our spies, this kid disappeared without a trace after showing up at the military camp a few days ago. I deduce that he was probably sent on a mission to another place by Master Cangkun."

Old Yang paused for a moment before speaking.

"What's the situation in Guangling City?"

Han Xu remained expressionless, pondered for a moment, and then asked again.

"Everything has been arranged. As soon as that kid shows his face in Guangling City, our people will take him into custody."

Yin Lao responded, saying.

"Very good, this time I will make sure he has no chance of escape! Remember, you must capture him alive, and do it cleanly and efficiently. Also, you must get your hands on that sword; this is my only chance to redeem myself."

"Yes, young master!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Han Xu coughed violently.

Upon seeing this, the evil Taoist priest quickly stepped forward to help him up.

"Young Master, how did you get so badly injured? Did you encounter a powerful cultivator from the righteous path?"

Touched on a sore spot, Han Xu flew into a rage, her eyes filled with murderous intent.

With a loud "smack," the evil Taoist priest received a resounding slap across the face.

"Ask away? You still dare to ask? Believe me or I'll kill you!"

Even the two elders, Yin and Ming, cast their gazes at him, which made the evil Taoist shudder. He quickly got up, stood silently with his hands clasped, and dared not speak again.

"Han Li, you're dead this time!"

Han Xu's face was gloomy as she took out the portrait of Han Li that she had obtained earlier, her eyes filled with murderous intent.

……

Outside Wuling City, clouds and mist swirl around.

Two streaks of light rushed from the sky, and when the azure light dissipated, Han Li's ordinary appearance was revealed.

"Ah sneeze!"

"How come you've become a cultivator and you're sneezing?"

After sneezing several times in a row, Han Li muttered to himself.

Gan Rushuang followed closely behind Han Li.

"Senior Brother Han, what's wrong? What happened?"

"It's nothing, let's go inside!"

Below, a silvery-white waterfall suddenly appeared before them, with torrential water cascading down. A glint of green light flashed in Han Li's eyes, and through the thick curtain of rushing water, a small opening appeared before him.

Upon hearing this, Gan Rushuang nodded and took the lead into the Water Curtain Cave.

The commotion outside the cave caught the attention of Wan Xiaozhi and the others, who hurriedly ended their seclusion and stepped out of the stone chamber.

Upon seeing Han Li, the two immediately bowed deeply in respect.

"I've met two seniors!"

"No need to be so polite, get up!"

Han Li and Gan Rushuang sat upright on the stone chairs. With a flick of their sleeves, an invisible force lifted them up.

"I've come today to ask about the 'Five Willow Roots' medicinal herb. There were three or four of these in the storage bag you gave me last time. I'd like to ask you where you obtained this medicinal herb."

A flash of light appeared in Han Li's hand, and a spiritual herb as thick as the mouth of a bottle with a well-developed root system appeared before him. It was the main ingredient for refining the Gathering Top Pill, as mentioned by Cang Kun Shangren, namely the "Five Willow Root".

"Senior is referring to this third-tier spiritual herb. We found it by chance in a valley near the Heshan Sect. It took us a lot of effort to catch it back then!"

"Arrest?" Han Li was taken aback.

"Indeed, although this spiritual herb itself cannot move, it usually grows on the back of a rocky tortoise called a mountain tortoise. Although this mountain tortoise is not of a high level, barely reaching the level of a second-level demon beast, it is extremely difficult for ordinary cultivators to capture it because it is proficient in various escape techniques."

"We were lucky to come across an injured century-old mountain tortoise, which is how we managed to catch one."

Wan Xiaozhi nodded and explained to Han Li.

"I see!"

Han Li nodded.

He recalled the Blood Bodhi Tree inside the cave of the Great Sage Yanlin. Many renowned medicinal herbs in the cultivation world choose to coexist with demonic beasts.

Besides seeking refuge, it can also utilize the essence and energy of demonic beasts to make the medicinal herbs grow better.

Chalcedony and Blood Bodhi are the best examples.

It was only then that Han Li noticed that the Lingxi Hermit had not shown up for a long time. After some inquiry, he learned that the Lingxi Hermit had failed to establish his foundation a few years ago and had passed away not long after.

Han Li was stunned upon receiving this news, but quickly came to his senses.

Although Wan Xiaozhi and others also failed to establish their foundation, they are young and do not need to worry about insufficient lifespan in the short term.

"By the way, it seems that Fellow Daoist Jing still has descendants. Did he leave his belongings to his descendants?"

Upon hearing this, Wan Xiaozhi and the others froze on the face.

"Don't worry, senior. We have already handed the items over to Fellow Daoist Jing's family. There's no need for you to trouble yourself with such a small matter."

"really?"

Han Li narrowed his eyes and stared at the two of them expressionlessly.

"Absolutely true! How could we dare to deceive our senior on such a matter!"

Upon seeing this, Zhang Cuishan quickly responded.

"Alright, alright, I was just asking casually. You don't need to be so nervous. It's getting late, and we have important matters to attend to, so we'll be leaving now."

Han Li suddenly smiled, slowly stood up, and patted the two of them on the shoulder. As he patted them, a faint wisp of spiritual light flickered out, but the two of them were completely unaware of it.

After watching Han Li leave, the two men gradually relaxed their bowed bodies and slowly raised their heads.

"Senior Brother Han, where are we going now? Are we going to Heshan to collect the roots of the Five Willows?"

As Gan Rushuang stepped out of the cave, her beautiful eyes sparkled. She smoothed her hair behind her ear and asked a question.

"No rush, let me show you a good show first!"

Han Li shook his head, a slight smile playing on his lips. He unleashed the Taiqing Cave Profound True Light, completely obscuring the two figures and causing them to vanish into thin air.