Han Clan Immortals: I have a hundredfold energy-gathering bottle

Han Jieliu recalled the layout of the immortal clan in this place, and without lingering by the Jiaoyu Road, he went straight to Jianzhu Mountain.

The mountains of Huannanling are close to a large lake, and the air is mostly moist, so I can still use my "Yujing Sanchuan Jue" without my luck getting stuck.

Although he is now practicing the "Method of Nourishing Nature with All Waters", his original cultivation method has not been abolished. On the contrary, it is undergoing a strange change towards the Dao of Nourishing Nature with Breath.

"Could it be that the 'Yu Jing San Chuan Jue' is also some ancient method passed down through generations, which is why it matches so well..."

Han Jieliu didn't think much of it, and pondered as he flew with the wind.

Perhaps it is because the breathing technique that nourishes all waters has a great origin and is very comprehensive, so it does not exclude other water-based techniques.

Anyway, with my current knowledge, I can't really explain it, so I'll leave this problem for the future.

Meanwhile, several rogue cultivators and merchants on the road below noticed the unfamiliar aura of alchemy flying overhead and looked up with envy. One of them, an old man with a hunched back, murmured something.

"An unfamiliar aura... I wonder which family has added another cultivator. Such a young face."

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Huannanling, Hanjia, Jianzhushan.

Three towns and eleven villages are scattered at its feet, and an array is set up on the mountainside, with faint clouds and mist rising and falling.

This mountain is the sacred mountain of the Han family. Ordinary people, even members of the Han clan, rarely have the ability to enter. Only those with spiritual abilities can live on it.

At Jiehukou, at the foot of Jianzhu Mountain, two soldiers from the Han clan are guarding this pass made of piled-up rocks.

Although the two were not cultivators, they were still formidable figures among ordinary martial artists, otherwise they would not have been sent here to guard the place.

One of them, a young-looking martial artist with a ribbon wrapped around his waist, looked down the mountain with some dissatisfaction on his face.

"Brother Zhang, we came here seeking immortality and enlightenment, only to be told we need some damn spiritual aperture... Now we have nowhere to return home, and are forced to serve as gatekeepers for this powerful family. Are you content with that?"

Another man with broad eyebrows and large eyes had rough hands, holding a standard-issue rifle.

He looked shocked and angry, glanced around, and muttered a warning.

"Keep your voice down, don't talk nonsense. The immortals have eyes and ears everywhere. If they hear you, do you want to die?"

"Is it easy to be a dog in this world? Being able to guard the gate for this immortal is a blessing that countless people would rather die for. Even a small thing that an immortal might casually drop is a great opportunity. Have you forgotten that yellow sprout grass from before the New Year?"

The young martial artist remained silent. He also remembered the two herbs that the immortal had casually bestowed upon him. After grinding them into a soup and drinking it, his internal strength increased by nearly twenty years out of thin air.

He couldn't even imagine the bloodshed and chaos that would ensue if this thing were placed in the secular world.

"It was all bought with the blood and sweat of a slave; it's nothing like the freedom I had back then..."

He muttered to himself, but dared not say it aloud.

Upon seeing this, the old martial artist, who was called Brother Zhang, softened his expression and spoke kindly.

"Brother Hu, you're still young. The Han family governs over ten thousand people; how many of them have become immortals?"

"It is evident that the spiritual aperture is something that only one in a thousand exists, something that ordinary people cannot obtain. I have gone to great lengths to bring you here, so why would I harm you? You have a handsome appearance and martial arts skills. If you could become relatives with a mortal of the Han family bloodline, that would be considered climbing the immortal branch. Perhaps in the future you could even have descendants with spiritual apertures..."

Before the old martial artist could finish speaking his heartfelt words, he suddenly saw another figure appear in front of him.

The person descended from the sky, and before the wind had even dissipated, they had arrived at the mountain gate without a sound.

Dressed in a simple, clean white outfit, she looked up and silently surveyed the Jianzhu Mountain, which she hadn't seen for a long time.

"This immortal master..."

The old martial artist looked at Han Jieliu, who had appeared silently in front of him, and immediately recognized his identity, and said respectfully.

Since obtaining the small black bottle, Han Jieliu has become more cautious in his actions. The Hui people did not send a message in advance, but went directly to the foot of the mountain.

"I am a member of the Han clan, and I have lived away from home for a long time. Please open the door for me."

The old martial artist looked at Han Jieliu's composed demeanor, but since he had never seen him before, he was unsure and forced himself to speak.

"Immortal Master, you do not have a token, or you did not communicate with the immortal master in charge of the formation beforehand. I need to confirm this further..."

"No need."

A joyful voice rang out from within the formation, and a young girl darted out, staring at Han Jieliu in disbelief.

"Elder Han Jieliu? Aren't you in the Xiaoweishan Sect?"

"Miss Wan..."

The old martial artist had been guarding the mountain gate for several years. Although he had never met Han Jieliu, he knew that this was a family matter of the Han family and he couldn't listen to it.

Upon hearing Han Liwan respectfully address him as Elder, he was shocked and quickly led the young martial artist away.

"A younger generation? Han Liwan... you do recognize me."

Han Jieliu left home early, but he knew that according to the family genealogy, the generation after "Chi" and "Jie" was "Li". He immediately understood the girl's name and asked with some doubt.

"Elder Jieliu is the pride of our clan. He began cultivating his Qi at the age of twenty-five and made many like-minded people on Xiaowei Mountain. We all became his disciples and learned the Dharma from him. How could we not know him?"

The girl secretly glanced at Han Jieliu, admiring him as she spoke.

So that's how famous I am in the clan; it saves me the trouble of coming back to acknowledge them...

Han Jieliu couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Only after leaving the sect did I realize that my Qi cultivation level was already at the peak outside.

"Elder Han Jieliu, please enter the formation to continue our discussion. I will go and inform Chief Jinwei."

Han Li led Han Jie into the formation, apologized, and hurriedly left.

Han Jieliu walked slowly on the bluestone steps, observing silently.

Apart from the spiritual bamboo covering the mountains, the atmosphere inside the formation was no different from that outside. The pillar industry of the Han family was this spiritual plant for nurturing life—the Green Bamboo.

"It's been fourteen years, and the family is still using this low-grade Qi Refining Misty Array. It seems their situation in Huannan Ridge isn't very good either."

Han Jieliu drew in a few wisps of mist to observe for a moment, then quickly dispersed them.

In the Huannanling Mountains, the Wang and Yuan families are both immortal clans that have been passed down for hundreds of years, while our own family has only been around for a few generations.

The Wang family can manage Guanglu Lake and is close to the market. The Yuan family is powerful and controls Jiaoyu Road, while our family can only rely on this spirit bamboo and Mengtan Mountain to earn spirit stones. It is normal that we cannot compare.

According to the original owner's memories, this place was originally home to three families, but not the Yuan, Wang, and Han families, but the Zhuang, Yuan, and Wang families.

But in a world of great strife, to not advance is to perish.

Twenty years ago, the Zhuang family declined immediately after losing its Qi Refining cultivator. Fortunately, since Ancestor Gonghe, the Han family has had a Qi Refining cultivator break through and take charge in each generation, thus replacing him and becoming one of the three families.

"Judging from the current situation, ordinary early-stage Qi Refining cultivators are far from enough. Currently, all three families have mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators in charge of their clans to maintain their positions... I've even heard that a cultivator from the Yuan family has broken through to the sixth level of Qi Refining, and is not far from the late stage."

The late stage and the middle stage of Qi Refining are not the same concept. A cultivator who breaks through to the late stage is an elder-level figure even in Xiaowei Mountain, holding real power.

If the Yuan family succeeds, there will likely be a major upheaval in Huananling.

Once you return to your clan, your interests are naturally intertwined with theirs; you share both honor and disgrace, and you must prioritize your family in everything you do.

Han Jieliu pondered the information he had gathered along the way, frowning as he felt a sense of urgency.