Rebirth of a Reincarnated Immortal Cultivator

Han Li felt terrible after what happened.

Based on the experience of the previous life, although the Hao family was wiped out, it did not affect the villagers of the town.

Was it because of one's own choices that the cause and effect were altered?

As Han Li walked home, he pondered that changing what had happened in the past could have extremely serious consequences, and a single misstep could backfire.

I need to be more cautious and plan carefully before acting; that's the path I need to take.

With this thought in mind, Han Li let out a long breath, calmed his mind, and then ran wildly towards his home.

After traversing overgrown mountain paths, a small thatched hut suddenly came into Han Li's view at a bend in the road.

Seeing that his parents were safe and sound, Han Li finally relaxed and strode back home.

When Han Li's father, mother, and others saw him disappear for a night, they immediately stopped what they were doing and asked him about it with concern.

So Han Li briefly told his parents what had happened yesterday.

Especially when talking about being chased by the Haiya Gang, the men all clenched their hands tightly, looking extremely tense.

Upon learning of the tragic state of Conch Town and the Hao family, the younger sister standing beside her stared in disbelief, her mouth agape.

Even his brothers were speechless for a long time.

Then, Han Li took out the twenty strings of cash he had earned from hunting from his pocket and solemnly said:

"Father, Mother, this was given to me by an elder of the Xuanjian Sect. He asked me to pass it on to you."

"The town of Conch is not safe now. You should pack your things quickly. People from the Xuanjian Sect will come to pick you up later."

"And what about you, Brother Li?"

The younger sister standing to the side stared wide-eyed; it was the first time she had ever seen so much money. Overjoyed, she didn't forget to check on her brother, Li.

"You go to the Xuanjian Sect, I'll be there shortly." Han Li shook his head, unwilling to say anything more.

"Han Li, although my family didn't have much formal education, we know a little about the affairs of martial arts gangs."

"The martial world is not peaceful these days. Although you have joined the Xuanjian Sect, your own safety should be your top priority."

"If all else fails, we won't go to the Xuanjian Sect. I refuse to believe that in this vast world, there isn't a place for our family to stay."

As Han's father spoke, he took Han Li's hand and said...

"You should just say less."

“The child has grown up and has his own path to walk. Since he has made the decision, let him do it.”

"But your father is right about one thing: you must be extra careful when you're out and about."

"I know!"

Han Li nodded, a warm feeling rising in his heart, while at the same time a nameless sadness lingered.

"Child, we'll be waiting for you at Hulu Mountain outside Jialing City!"

"Brother Li, Brother Li, goodbye, goodbye..."

Outside the courtyard, watching his parents, younger sister, and the others gradually disappear into the distance, Han Li bit his lip, forcing himself not to let the tears in his eyes fall.

This parting may be the last time we meet in this lifetime.

Even with Han Li's composure, he couldn't help but feel a little unsettled, but then he seemed to remember something and became resolute again.

Once his parents had completely disappeared from sight, Han Li turned around and quietly looked at the dilapidated thatched hut in front of him.

Everything that had happened seemed vivid in his mind; this place held so many memories for him.

These memories will remain in his mind forever; they are his most precious memories.

After packing his things and re-bandaging his wounds, Han Li wrapped the Frost Sword in black cloth, carried it on his back, and walked in a direction completely different from his parents'.

The place he was going to was a town called Linheji, located north of Conch Town.

Linheji is considered a relatively large town. Although it cannot compare to a large city like Jialing City, it is still quite large in scale.

In addition, there is a Blackwater River in Linheji, which is rich in catfish and shrimp and has abundant aquatic products. It is one of the tributaries of the Jialing River.

The area is a bustling commercial hub, and various goods from within the Zhao Kingdom pass through here to varying degrees. Perhaps the whereabouts of the Meridian Forging Pill can be found here.

Even if he doesn't, he can still take a trip to Jiuhua Mountain.

Mount Jiuhua is a blessed land full of spiritual energy, where all kinds of spiritual plants and herbs grow. He only needs to find a plant called Jiuyang Grass on the outskirts.

With the Nine Yang Grass and the Meridian Forging Powder, he could grind the Meridian Forging Pill himself.

Besides helping people open up their Ren and Du meridians, this Meridian Forging Pill can also replenish a small amount of vital essence.

Because of his previous irregular eating habits, Han Li's internal essence was pitifully low.

Only when one's body has sufficient vital essence can one practice the fundamental cultivation method of the Longevity Manual.

Through refining essence into qi, one can break through to the qi refining stage.

Only when he reaches the Qi Refining stage can he learn some simple techniques he mastered in his previous life.

Having abundant essence not only allows one to break through the Qi Refining stage more quickly, but also enables one to continuously refine essence into Qi and deepen one's magical power, making it incredibly versatile.

However, the recovery speed of essence is extremely slow. At this time, essence pills can be refined to accelerate the recovery speed of essence in the body.

This process is extremely slow, taking anywhere from three to five years to ten or twenty years.

Therefore, his top priority now is to find a Qi Refining Pill or the herbs needed to refine it, so as to replenish his essence and enter the Qi Refining stage more quickly.

Han Li traveled north without stopping, following the map given by Li Changfeng. As time went by, the sky gradually darkened, with dark clouds looming overhead.

Therefore, he had to change his itinerary and stay temporarily in a nearby town.

And so, Han Li traveled along, stopping frequently, drinking dew and mountain spring water when thirsty, eating wild fruits when hungry, and occasionally munching on some animal meat for a treat.

Finally, a month later, we rushed to the outskirts of Jiuhua Mountain.

Jiuhua Mountain is shrouded in mist all year round and is composed of nine majestic mountains.

Towering into the clouds, majestic and imposing, with steep cliffs, it has always been recognized as a natural barrier in the mortal world.

I'm afraid that apart from those so-called immortals, no one could possibly cross so many mountains in a row.

Wandering aimlessly through these misty mountains is extremely unwise, as such places, brimming with spiritual energy, often attract many demonic beasts.

Even though they were only first- or second-tier demonic beasts, they were still beyond his current capabilities. If he were to encounter them by chance, he would only face certain death.

So when Han Li first arrived at Jiuhua Mountain, he began asking people in the nearby villages about strange and unusual things about Jiuhua Mountain, and he actually learned some useful information.

According to the villagers here, there is a mysterious place on the east side of Jiuhua Mountain that is shrouded in mist all year round.

Logically speaking, Jiuhua Mountain is often shrouded in fog, and it is not unusual for some places to be shrouded in fog for two or three years.

However, even villagers who are familiar with the mountain year-round often get trapped in that mysterious place to the east, and some have even lost their lives because of it. It is estimated that there are demonic beasts causing trouble.

The southern foothills are relatively safe because they are close to nearby villages, allowing some young medicine boys to come and go safely.

However, the probability of finding good things in places he frequents is extremely low, and Han Li doesn't believe he has such good luck.

The western foothills are mostly cliffs and steep slopes, and given his current physical condition, it's probably unlikely he'll make it.

In the northern foothills, shrubs are abundant, and due to the soil conditions and the lack of rainfall, fog is difficult to condense.

In addition, the heat energy accumulated in the sand and soil can support the growth of the Nine Yang Grass.

Moreover, I've heard that a miracle doctor has recently arrived here, who can cure all diseases. He might be a cultivator, so I might as well try my luck there.

After hearing about these things, Han Li considered them carefully and decided to go to the northern foothills first.

After doing all this, Han Li rested for a few days to recover from his injuries before embarking on his journey to find the Nine Yang Grass.

After all, he wasn't sure what he would encounter next, and maintaining peak condition would give him a better chance of escaping if he encountered danger.