Mortal: Transmigrated into Han Li, becoming a person with five spiritual roots

evening.

I got a general idea of ​​the layout of Yellow Maple Valley.

Han Li stepped on the green leaf magic artifact and flew towards the new disciples' residence.

Under the afterglow of the sun, the sunset glow turned orange-red, and Han Li weaved through the clouds, everything seemed like a dream.

Now, he can be considered a true cultivator.

The cool evening breeze brushed against my cheeks, which felt wonderful.

"Hmm? Oh no!"

Han Li sensed a figure rapidly approaching from below.

"Who is it?"

Puff puff!

Han Li instantly made a hand seal, and a light green magic shield appeared in front of him. At the same time, he fired three fireballs downwards.

Having just entered the sect, one should not have made any enemies.

Two azure light wheels shot out from below, moving at a speed like streaks of light. After a whooshing sound, the fireball was cut in half by the light wheels.

boom!

Han Li felt a gust of wind hit his face, and then the light wheel slammed into the protective shield. With a crack, the magic shield shattered instantly, and the aftershock knocked him down from the air and onto the ground.

Fortunately, he managed to activate his protective shield at the last moment before falling, but even so, he was seriously injured.

At this moment, Han Li finally saw the face of the person who had come from, and it was Lu Yunfeng, who had been fighting with him for the fragment of the magic weapon.

"This person has also joined Yellow Maple Valley!"

This time, however, Chen Qiaoqian was not by his side.

"Senior Brother Lu, why are you so persistent in pursuing me?"

Han Li subconsciously took a few steps back, holding the golden sword talisman in his left hand behind his back.

This person had harbored murderous intent towards him when he was in Tainan Mountain because of a fragment of a magical artifact, and now his intentions have been exposed.

We must handle this with caution!

"The Foundation Establishment Pill you obtained using the Ascension Token took up my spot!"

"A mere four-colored pseudo-spiritual root, you dare to dream of Foundation Establishment? Die!"

Lu Yunfeng opened his palms, and two more emerald-green light wheels appeared, rapidly growing larger and shooting towards Han Li with lightning speed.

The halo was incredibly powerful; wherever it passed, leaves fell.

"Why is the cultivation world full of such trash!"

"go!"

Han Li had no time to think. He quickly summoned the Golden Sword Talisman, and a small, pale golden sword appeared out of thin air. Its tip was extremely sharp and shot straight at the light wheel.

At the same time, he quickly produced a talisman.

It was the only shield talisman I received from Hu Pinggu.

boom!

The golden sword collided with the light wheel, creating an invisible white shockwave.

"Oh no, we can't hold them off anymore."

The golden sword's light was fading at a visible rate.

Han Li's face was pale.

As expected, a few breaths later, with a bang, the golden sword turned into specks of starlight.

"That's enough!"

At this moment, a figure appeared, waved his hand, and the light wheel instantly dissipated.

The visitor was none other than Uncle Wu.

Han Li breathed a sigh of relief. At least he was no longer in mortal danger. Lu Yunfeng's cultivation level was probably already at the twelfth level of Qi Refining. If they continued fighting, he would have no chance of winning.

"Are you aware that killing each other is strictly forbidden within the sect!"

"This is a personal matter between him and me, Uncle-Master, please don't meddle!"

Lu Yunfeng stared at Uncle Wu with a gloomy expression.

Killing Han Li would violate the sect rules, but it's better to strike first.

As long as Han Li is killed, even if the sect sends people to investigate, it will most likely come to nothing.

Given the choice between a dead pseudo-spiritual root waste and a living genius with a different spiritual root, even a dog would know which to choose.

"Uncle-Master, get out of the way!"

Two more halos of light appeared in Lu Yunfeng's hand.

"How dare you, you brat, be so insolent!"

Uncle Wu flashed to Lu Yunfeng's side and gently pushed his chest with his palm. It seemed weak and powerless, but Lu Yunfeng felt as if he had hit a thick wall. The force of the palm shattered the clothes behind him, and his body was instantly sent flying several meters backward, only stopping after crashing into a tree.

"My disciple!"

Half a mile away, a concerned male voice came from behind.

Upon hearing this voice, Uncle Wu frowned.

"Junior Brother Wu, although Yun Feng was somewhat rude, he is my personal disciple. You went too far!"

A moment later, a middle-aged man arrived on his sword, examined Lu Yunfeng's injuries, and said angrily.

This person was none other than Lu Yunfeng's master, Uncle Ye.

"Senior Brother Ye, this is just a lesson for the new disciple, to let him know that the rules of Huangfeng Valley are not just for show!"

Uncle Wu flicked his sleeve and said in a deep voice.

"Junior brother, at this crucial moment in your breakthrough to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, are you truly determined to oppose me?"

Uncle Ye's expression darkened, and he slowly walked up to Uncle Wu.

"Foundation Building Pills are minor; human lives are paramount. I can't manage the major matters above, but I'm determined to manage the minor matters below."

Uncle Wu looked at Uncle Ye with a solemn expression, but he was not afraid at all.

This Senior Brother Ye entered the late stage of Foundation Establishment several years ago. If it really came down to a fight, I wouldn't be his match.

"Junior brother, this disciple only has a pseudo-spiritual root. Foundation Establishment Pills are useless to him. In all these years, how many pseudo-spiritual root cultivators have you seen who have achieved Foundation Establishment?"

Uncle Ye's words carried a hint of divine power, which shook Uncle Wu to his core.

He's right.

In the past thousand years, only a handful of people in Huangfeng Valley have successfully established their foundations using pseudo-spiritual roots.

Even if one manages to reach the Foundation Establishment stage by sheer luck, they will have no chance of forming the Core.

But when Uncle Wu looked at Han Li, he felt a pang of pity.

"Since you are so righteous, Junior Brother, I have a compromise."

Seeing that Uncle Wu's cold expression showed some interest, Uncle Ye spoke again.

"I am willing to buy this Foundation Establishment Pill."

"Han Li, since you insist on not giving up the Foundation Establishment Pill, I'll buy it with some herbs and spirit stones. What do you say?"

Uncle Ye turned to look at Han Li.

"this......"

Han Li looked at Uncle Wu, but the latter had already turned his head away.

"Han Li felt hopeless about reaching the Foundation Establishment stage and had intended to exchange the Foundation Establishment Pill for cultivation resources. Since Uncle Ye has spoken, this junior is more than happy to oblige."

After a moment's thought, Han Li cupped his hands in reply.

It seems that Uncle Wu is no match for Uncle Ye, otherwise he would not have stood idly by.

Foundation Establishment Pills are precious, but I have the little green bottle on hand...

We can only get through this hurdle first.

"You're a promising student. In that case, you can take these pills and spirit stones."

"I was in a hurry when I left, so I didn't bring much. I'll buy the rest later."

Seeing Han Li nod, Uncle Ye tossed him a storage bag.

"Thank you, Uncle Ye."

Han Li handed over a blue pill, his heart filled with resentment, but his expression remained unchanged.

This isn't a case of not bringing enough; it's clear they were prepared beforehand! The claim about the remaining medicinal herbs is probably just an excuse and shouldn't be taken seriously!

Han Li sensed that there were only five mid-grade spirit stones in the storage bag, plus some herbs, totaling no more than seven or eight hundred spirit stones at most.

The Foundation Establishment Pill is priced at least at two thousand spirit stones, and even then, it's hard to find a buyer!

"You're smart to know what's good for you!"

Uncle Ye put away the Foundation Establishment Pill, glanced at Han Li, snorted coldly, and then drifted away with Lu Yunfeng.

Seeing Lu Yunfeng's mocking gaze, Han Li clenched his fists.

At this moment, only Han Li and Uncle Wu remained in the woods.

"Uncle Wu, thank you."

Han Li sincerely thanked him, saying that although Uncle Wu was not related to him by blood, he had already done more than enough to help him.

If it were him, he might not have done so much.

Uncle Wu patted Han Li on the shoulder:

"Han Li, don't be discouraged. The road ahead is long, and there may still be a day when you can make it."

"Practice diligently."

......

One day later.

Yellow Maple Valley, the main hall of the sect leader.

On both sides of the white jade square in front of the hall, there were several cultivators dressed in the standard robes of Huangfeng Valley, all of whom had at least the tenth level of Qi Refining cultivation.

"Han Li, come in. The sect leader summons you."