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

Three days later, inside the wooden house.

The night lamps burned brightly, and Han Li sat cross-legged on a futon.

At this moment, his eyes were closed, and spiritual energy flowed slowly around his body.

"That's about it, I've reached my peak condition."

Han Li took out two pills from his storage bag: one emitted a pale blue glow, while the other was completely black.

The blue one is the Foundation Building Pill.

The black one is the Meridian Protection Pill.

The Meridian Protection Pill was purchased recently from the Pill Hall in Yellow Maple Valley. It can protect the meridians and prevent hidden injuries during the Foundation Establishment process.

Although he already had the Foundation Establishment Pill in hand and the probability of something going wrong was low, Han Li dared not gamble.

Taking a deep breath to suppress the slight turmoil in his heart, Han Li made hand seals and swallowed two pills.

As soon as the pill entered my stomach, a violent and pure medicinal power exploded in my dantian and flowed through my meridians to my limbs and bones.

Han Li felt as if his meridians were being burned by raging fire, or as if he were being pierced by thousands of fine needles.

The excruciating pain nearly drove him to the brink of madness.

Han Li gritted his teeth, letting the spiritual energy surge wildly within his body...

......

"Huh? Someone has actually reached the Foundation Establishment stage in the Hundred Herbs Garden? So it's this kid."

Master Ma sensed the fluctuations of spiritual energy within the Hundred Demon Garden.

"Very well, considering his good performance these past two years, I will protect him."

Master Ma activated the restrictions on the Hundred Herbs Garden to the maximum extent, while Han Li remained completely unaware of it.

......

Half a month later, at the Hundred Herbs Garden.

"Hey, it looks like I'm going to fail. Pseudo-spiritual root foundation building isn't that easy."

Outside the wooden house, Master Ma sighed as he looked at the somewhat restless vortex of spiritual energy on the roof.

Sure enough, inside the wooden house, Han Li let out a muffled groan, and the spiritual energy around him suddenly surged violently.

The miniature vortex of spiritual energy above the wooden house instantly dissipated.

A thin line of bright red blood slowly flowed from the corner of Han Li's mouth and finally dripped to the ground.

"Did it fail?"

Han Li slowly opened his eyes.

The blood at the corner of the mouth was caused by the backlash of spiritual energy.

With the Foundation Building Pill and the Meridian Protection Pill, he was not injured. On the contrary, he felt that the meridians in his body seemed to have widened and the spiritual energy was more refined.

As expected, he failed to establish his foundation.

"No wonder it's so difficult to establish a foundation with a pseudo-spiritual root. Not only is the spiritual energy in the body too mixed, but the ratio of various spiritual energies is also extremely complicated."

"If you're not careful, the vortex you've worked so hard to create will collapse."

Han Li recalled the foundation-building process he had just experienced, each step filled with trepidation.

I also increasingly feel the importance of the Foundation Building Pill.

"It seems we have no choice but to go to this Crimson Forbidden Land!"

Han Li didn't sigh. He changed his clothes and walked out of the wooden house.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Master Ma standing guard outside.

"Han Li, don't be discouraged. You are still young, and you will have plenty of opportunities to establish your foundation in the future."

Master Ma remained calm and comforted her in a relaxed tone.

"Thank you, Master Uncle, for protecting me."

Han Li bowed with his hands clasped in greeting.

He was very grateful to Master Ma for his help over the past two years.

"Young Han, how about this: you manage this herb garden for me for ten years for free, and I'll give you a Foundation Establishment Pill. What do you say?"

"Well, Han Li's cultivation is still shallow, and I'm afraid he might ruin my master's important matter."

"Next time, next time for sure."

Han Li dashed outside in a flash.

"You wretched brat, hurry up and go find your sweetheart, she's been waiting outside the barrier for days."

Upon hearing Master Ma's telepathic message, Han Li quickened his pace.

As soon as Han Li stepped out of the Hundred Herbs Garden's restricted area, he saw that familiar woman.

The woman wore a long, light blue dress, her figure slender and curvaceous. A gentle breeze blew, causing the hem of her dress to flutter, revealing a section of her long, snow-white legs.

It was Chen Qiaoqian.

"Junior Brother Han, you..."

Chen Qiaoqian seemed to have guessed something, and a trace of worry flashed across her face.

"Senior Sister Chen, I'm fine."

Han Li grinned.

Seeing that Han Li was indeed unharmed, Chen Xiaoqian felt relieved.

"Junior brother, I made you a garment, but I don't know if it fits?"

Senior Sister Chen reached to her waist and a blue robe appeared in her hand.

He took the blue robe and stroked its smooth, soft fabric, which was engraved with some restrictions to ward off dust and fire.

A faint, lingering fragrance of a woman wafted from the tip of my nose, clearly indicating that it was made with care.

"Senior Sister Chen, I..."

A gentle breeze swept by, lifting a few strands of the beautiful woman's hair.

Chen Qiaoqian took a step forward, gently resting her head against Han Li's chest, feeling that familiar heartbeat.

"Junior Brother Han, let me participate in the Crimson Trial with you. If it really comes to it, I'll give you my Foundation Establishment Pill."

Chen Qiaoqian frowned slightly; she really couldn't bear to see Han Li put himself in such danger.

"If you perish in the Crimson Forbidden Land, I'll have to get married."

"Don't worry, I'm lucky, I'll definitely come back alive."

Han Li gently smoothed the beauty's brow and held her tightly in his arms.

"Also, you are not allowed to talk about getting married in the future. You belong only to me."

"Um."

The golden sunlight shone down, and the two of them embraced each other for a long time.

......

Two days later, in the council hall.

Han Li landed on his flying sword, where many disciples had already gathered in the square.

Han Li bowed to the disciples he knew.

This includes Senior Brother Zhang, who ran away with his Daoist partner.

Senior Brother Zhang, with a full beard, was sitting in the corner of the main hall, holding a sword, his eyes slightly closed, seemingly oblivious to the commotion in the hall.

I wonder if Senior Brother Zhang will survive this time, and whether he will be able to establish his foundation.

Han Li withdrew his gaze and spotted a familiar figure.

"To my senior brother."

With his white hair and beard, Xiang Zhili stood out in the crowd.

Most of those participating in the Crimson Trial this time are stuck at the Foundation Establishment stage and cannot make any further progress.

There are very few elderly monks who can match Xiang Zhili's demeanor.

"So it's Junior Brother Han."

He bowed respectfully to them.

"Junior Brother Han was able to cultivate to the peak of Qi Refining in such a short time; he must have been practicing diligently day and night. Truly a remarkable young man."

Xiang Zhili came over and looked Han Li up and down, clicking his tongue in amazement.

Upon hearing this, Han Li froze on the spot.

He clearly used the concealment technique, but unexpectedly, it was seen through at a glance.

The surrounding people's attention was drawn to him, and they began to point and whisper about Han Li.

Xiang Zhili had already noticed something was wrong with him, so it was best to keep his distance from him in the future.

"You are Han Li!"

Attracted by the commotion, a middle-aged man with a thick beard walked towards the front of the council hall.

"So you're the one harassing my Chen family's women?"

The middle-aged man with a thick beard glanced at Han Li and asked without any politeness.

"Oh no! We've been targeted at this moment."

Han Li sensed something was wrong.

"Junior Han Li greets Martial Uncle Chen."

Han Li bowed respectfully.

"Not bad, not bad. To have reached the Qi Refining Perfection at such a young age and have such stable Qi, it seems you have some good fortune."

Uncle Chen offered a compliment, then immediately changed the subject:

"But do you think you can provoke the women of the Chen family like this?"

Uncle Chen shouted loudly, unleashing the divine pressure of a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"not good!"

Han Li felt a sudden heaviness on his head, as if a thousand-pound boulder was pressing down on him, causing his blood and qi to surge.

He gritted his teeth and hurriedly used his divine sense to resist.

Even though Han Li's spiritual sense was slightly higher than that of his peers, he was still no match for a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator and was about to kneel on the ground.

"That's enough!"

A thunderclap boomed in the sky, followed by a dragon's roar, and a middle-aged man rode a giant silver python, drifting down from the sky.

"The silver-armored horned python... it's Grandmaster Li!"