Mortal: Fight monsters and upgrade, I will enjoy immortality!

During these ten years of traveling, Ye Ming naturally brought his three wives with him. This kind of life, which was like traveling in his previous life, was really very comfortable.

Especially after arriving at this mountain, Ye Ming refused to leave. After setting up a magic circle to conceal the restriction, he spent the whole day playing and having fun with his three wives, and having fierce battles with them.

If you don’t know, you might think that Ye Ming has lost his fighting spirit and become addicted to vulgar hobbies.

Even Chen Qiaoqian and Lin Yinping, who knew Ye Ming quite well, did not think so, but they also had doubts in their hearts.

But Yan Ruyan asked directly: "Husband, the Wanbao Conference will be held in a few months. Why did we come so early? And we have been waiting on this mountain for nearly a month. Are you waiting for someone?"

Ye Ming picked up a wine flask and took a sip, smacking his lips and said, "No, don't you think the scenery here is beautiful? I'm just very interested in communicating with you about the meaning of life."

"Bah, only you have such a perverted hobby, doing it outdoors..." Lin Yinping said coquettishly.

Ye Ming smiled and shook the wine pot. "The wine in here is Hongluoxian wine. I just brewed it. Would you like to try it?"

"What? Hongluo Immortal Wine? You kept quiet for the past few days and didn't bother us, just to brew this magical wine?" Chen Qiaoqian was surprised.

"Is this really the Hongluo Immortal Wine?" Lin Yinping snatched the wine jug, tilted his head back and took a sip, then showed an intoxicated look.

Yan Ruyan couldn't wait to take the wine pot from Lin Yinping, took a sip, and also uttered words of praise, "It really deserves the name of fairy wine!"

"Is this Hongluoxian wine very famous?" No matter how slow Chen Qiaoqian was, when she saw this situation, she immediately understood that the wine in the jug might not be simple.

"Haha, this wine is extremely mellow. As long as you take a sip, the fragrance will linger in your mouth and teeth for a long time. Legend has it that even in the real fairyland, it is also a well-known spiritual wine. I don't know whether the latter is true or not, but this wine is really fragrant!" Yan Ruyan explained.

"Of course it's true, and there's one thing Yan'er didn't say."

"Oh? What else?"

"The main ingredient of my immortal wine is red Luo fruit, which is tens of thousands of years old and has undergone some magical changes. If you drink this wine for a long time, there will be incredible changes in improving your physical condition." Ye Ming said proudly.

During his travels, he had been collecting materials for brewing Hongluoxian wine. Finally, he gathered some of them not long ago and brewed a jar of it.

Now, after tasting it, he found that it tasted really good. Even someone like him who didn't like drinking couldn't help but drink it again and again.

"Ah? It actually has such an effect!" After hearing this, Yan Ruyan immediately took another sip.

"Let me see it." After hearing that it had such an effect, Chen Qiaoqian immediately went to get the wine jug and wanted to try it out.

"No hurry, no hurry, I have plenty here!" Ye Ming laughed, then took out three wine jugs with larger capacity and gave them to the three women.

"Drink sparingly. The materials for brewing immortal wine are not easy to find. The immortal wine in here is enough for you to drink for a while." Ye Ming reminded.

However, the three women ignored him. After Jie took the wine jug, they tilted their heads back and gulped down several mouthfuls. A hint of blush immediately crept up their cheeks.

Seeing such beautiful girls, Ye Ming felt hot in his stomach and had the urge to pin them to the ground and whip them hard.

However, this was obviously not the right time, because the person he had been waiting for a month finally showed up.

Somewhere more than a hundred miles away from the mountain where Ye Ming was, three young men in different clothes appeared.

A man wearing white Confucian clothing, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, was over thirty years old and looked like a handsome and elegant man.

There was a person next to him with a round face. He was wearing a yellow Taoist robe and carrying a black and broken wooden sword on his back. He was a young Taoist priest who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old.

The last person had an ordinary face, dark skin, and wore a green robe. He was a young man around 23 or 24 years old. It was Han Li!
Since Han Li attended the Wanbao Conference as in the original book, and was accompanied by two young men, these two men should be Young Master Hai and Qi Lingzi!
When Ye Ming's spiritual sense swept over secretly, Han Li turned his head and looked in his direction as if he sensed something, his eyebrows twitched slightly, but he ignored it.

Now that the Wanbao Conference is about to be held, many cultivators from both the demon and demon races have come to the vicinity of Jiuxian Mountain. In the midst of the mixed crowd, there are many cases of various divine thoughts scanning and observing others. Without being able to distinguish who the specific person is and what the other person's cultivation level is, most people will ignore it.

The three of them came to a stone pavilion on the hillside of a mountain, talking and laughing, and took out some spiritual fruits and teas and continued to brag.

But it was mainly the handsome man and the young Taoist priest who were talking, and Han Li mostly just listened.

Seeing this, Ye Ming smiled slightly in his heart. Han Li is here, and Bai Guoer should be appearing soon!
Things like Haoyin Stone are too hard to find, so it seems that it will have to fall into the hands of this woman.

It stands to reason that Ye Ming already has the Xuantian Void Sword, and has two methods of absorbing thunder tribulations, the Thunder Beast Incarnation and the Xuantian Inscription Technique, so he should not be so obsessed with the Yuanhe Wuji Mountain. But the account is not calculated in this way. Just like a person with a net worth of 100 million, facing an 80 million that is not difficult to get, will he give up?

As for Xuantian treasures, the more the better, and it was just a matter of finding Bai Guoer and cultivating her for a period of time. As long as this woman had a cultivation level of the middle to late stage of the Spiritualization Realm, she could enter the wilderness or travel to other places to find Haoyin Stone for him. This matter was not too complicated or troublesome.

Sure enough, not long after, Ye Ming’s divine sense discovered something unusual in another barren mountain not far from the mountain where Han Li was.

A skinny middle-aged monk and a little girl no more than eleven or twelve years old were surrounded from three sides by three murderous men in black.

The middle-aged cultivator was only in the middle stage of foundation building, and the girl was only in the third or fourth level of Qi Refining. However, the people surrounding them were all in the late stage of foundation building, and all of them had fierce looks on their faces.

They were actually performing a drama of killing people and stealing treasures!

Through their conversation, Ye Ming heard that the haggard middle-aged man was called Bai Huaji, and the little girl was the Bai Guoer he was looking for.

The middle-aged cultivator had a magical medicine called Blood Ginseng in his hand. It was quite precious to cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage. No wonder it brought him a fatal disaster.

However, at this time, the middle-aged monk threatened to destroy the blood ginseng in order to force the man in black to let his daughter go.

After some bargaining, the man in black agreed to Bai Huaji's proposal.

However, just as the girl passed the gap between the two sides and wanted to run away, the leading man in black suddenly attacked. He swung his arm suddenly and turned into a black shadow and grabbed backwards.

"what"

The girl screamed and was grabbed by the shadow without any resistance.

Then, with a pull, the girl shot back and fell into the hands of the man in black. A shiny black hand tightly grasped the girl's delicate neck.

"Shi Kun, what are you going to do! Aren't you afraid that I will destroy the blood ginseng immediately?" The middle-aged cultivator was naturally shocked and angry when he saw this situation. With his hands flashing with spiritual light, he suddenly pressed down the brocade box in his hands and shouted sternly at the same time.

"Destroy it! Aren't you afraid that I will break this little girl's neck? Stop talking nonsense and throw the box over to me immediately. I'll count to three. If you don't hand it over, I'll do it! One, two..."

Shi Kun paid no attention to the middle-aged monk's threats. Instead, he clenched his five fingers and pinched the girl's face until it turned blood red. At the same time, he counted down coldly, not giving the middle-aged monk any chance to react or think.

The other two black monks were delighted to see this. They realized that their companion had no intention of letting the girl go from the beginning, but just wanted to catch the little girl and threaten her with a hostage.

The middle-aged man loved his daughter, and seeing this, his mind was in a mess, and he had no time to think of other solutions. When Shi Kun was about to say the third word, he almost subconsciously threw the brocade box in his hand away in a hurry.

Another black-robed monk chuckled, took a step forward, grabbed with one hand, and with a "whoosh", sucked the brocade box over.

Shi Kun immediately ordered: "Check to see if it is really the blood ginseng inside!"

"Okay, Brother Shi!" The black-robed monk holding the brocade box moved his hand and opened the box.

There was a flash of blood inside, and a ginseng about a foot long, covered in blood, was lying quietly in the box.

"Yes, it is really a blood ginseng!" The black-robed monk replied to Shi Kun happily.

Shi Kun and another black-robed monk also showed expressions of ecstasy when they heard this.

"Okay, now you have obtained the blood ginseng, it's time to let my daughter go." The middle-aged monk looked extremely pale, and even though he was extremely nervous, he still asked coldly.

"Bai Huaji, you have been in the immortal cultivation world for so long, how come you are still so naive? Humph, if I let you go, are you waiting for you to go back and ask that 'Fairy Yue Hua' to cause trouble for us? Even a child knows the principle of cutting the grass at its roots and destroying the corpses and traces!" Shi Kun snorted when he heard this, and a ferocious look appeared on his face.

At the same time, a black light flashed in the palm of the hand that was pinching the girl, and then he attacked ruthlessly.

The middle-aged monk's eyes widened, and with a low roar, he suddenly shook his sleeves, and a small yellow sword appeared in his hand. He shook his wrist and threw it straight at Shi Kun.

But it was obvious that this action was too late to save the girl.

At this critical moment, something strange happened!

(End of this chapter)