Chapter 135: Meeting again when the Second World Immortal Mortal Road is traveling eastward for thousands of miles? Han Ming carefully shuttled through the mountains and forests. After walking for several days, he finally approached the location of the old man who told the meeting to the Immortal Platform.

Although he was close to it, Han Ming did not appear near Shengxiantai immediately. Instead, he wandered around for a few days, and set up some means to prevent any accidents and provide him with a way out.

After wandering around Shengxiantai for several days, he roughly realized that the front was relatively safe and not a vicious place. Finally, after some weighing the pros and cons, Han Ming stepped closer to Shengxiantai.

When he arrived near Shengxiantai, Han Ming directly saw hundreds of people who had been waiting here.

He used the Qi-seeking technique to see at a glance, but he saw that hundreds of people in front of him had magic fluctuations, and they were all cultivators.

The magic power fluctuations of these immortal cultivators are quite strong, and most of them are above the seventh level of Qi training, which is far from comparable to the magic power of the sixth level of Qi training.

Even though he had been mentally prepared, Han Ming was still shocked because he had seen less than two-handed cultivators since his practice. At this moment, there were hundreds of cultivators with profound cultivation in front of him. How could he not be shocked?

Looking at the hundreds of immortal cultivators, Han Ming realized that his magic power was really low. He had no doubt that there were far more than one of the hundreds of people who had the ability to kill him.

After knowing that his cultivation level was at the bottom here, Han Ming became more low-key and cautious, fearing that he would offend someone with a high level of cultivation, and then be slapped into a pile of meat sauce with a slap.

After some weighing the pros and cons, Han Ming picked a place with few and inconspicuous people, then waited quietly, and also looked at the Shengxiantai not far away.

Unexpectedly, this Ascension Tower was not a golden treasure, but a stone platform of hundreds of feet in radius. It was made of black rocks, which looked thick.

Han Ming really couldn't see anything special about this immortal platform. If it weren't for the hundreds of immortal cultivators in the Qi Practice Stage surrounding it, Han Ming would have thought that this immortal platform was just a secular building and could not be linked to the immortal gate at all.

"Hey, isn't this fellow Taoist Han? Have you taken the time?" A white old man walked towards Han Ming with a smile on his face.

"It turned out to be two fellow Taoist Xu and fellow Taoist Ge. After a few days of separation, I was about to look for three fellow Taoists here. I wanted to make a companion, and by the way I had some questions to ask the three fellow Taoists. But I didn't expect that the three fellow Taoists actually found me by themselves!" Han Ming showed a surprise expression on his face, and he immediately met him, looking extremely natural.

The old man smiled and replied, "The little fellow Taoist helped us stop the black wolf monster before, but we didn't have time to thank you more. Just a few questions, but it's okay to ask, but it's not easy to talk here. Let's go to the tent over there to talk."

After finishing his words, the old man pointed to a tent that was not too big or small not far away.

"Then I'm respectful, it's better to obey my duty." Han Ming glanced at the tent that the old man pointed at, then took his eyes back and landed on the old man.

"Okay, I'm leading the way." The old man walked towards the front, and the young man, who was 27 or 28 years old and the small and cute girl were following the old man.

Han Ming has always been used to being alone. According to his original wish, he doesn't want to have too many friends with others, because he still has some secrets that cannot be known to others. But he is not familiar with the place here, so if he is with these three people, it will be less trouble.

Han Ming was not afraid of these three people having any bad ideas. The cultivators gathered here, and even if these three people had any cunning plans, they would not dare to do it clearly.

After Han Ming followed the three people into the small tent, he began to ask some things about the old man, and the old man also answered them one by one with great patience.

A few hours later, with the patient answer from the old man surnamed Xu, a huge world of cultivation unfolded in front of Han Ming's eyes. Only then did he realize that he was completely observing the sky when he used to be.

Han Ming came all the way east and traveled through more than ten countries. He saw very few immortal cultivators, less than ten, so he once thought there were very few immortal cultivators in this world. But after these days, he realized that there were not few immortal cultivators, but he had not seen them.

A single platform of immortal ascension can gather hundreds of Qi training cultivators, and these hundreds of Qi training cultivators are only a small part of the casual cultivators. In addition to the casual cultivators, there are hundreds of immortal cultivators of all sizes, and in addition to the immortal cultivators, there are even larger immortal cultivators, so the number of immortal cultivators in the entire Jiang Kingdom is very large, not as few as Han Ming thought.

Han Ming would not think that only Jiang Kingdom is like this. There are no cultivators in other countries. I think the cultivators in other countries are also very large. Otherwise, Jiang Kingdom would have been unified and searched for a blessed land with abundant spiritual energy everywhere.

When Han Ming thought about this huge world of immortal cultivation and those great powers who could wave their hands to shatter the mountain, he felt that he was too weak and even more inconspicuous than an ant.

Thinking about the fact that the immortal cultivator may become an immortal who can have endless life and live with the world, Han Ming was excited again.

It took a long time to calm down, but there was a hint of firmness under his calm eyes.

"Who can cultivate to the legendary realm, ascend to the upper realm, and have endless life span! In the end, I'm not just sitting there honestly!" The old man sighed quietly, his tone a little low.

"We are a casual cultivator. The cultivation resources are too scarce. Even if we have some resources, we have to fight for our lives. If we cannot enter the Immortal Cultivation Sect, we may have to stay in the Qi training stage all our lives. Who can build the foundation? Not to mention Killing Pills. Which Killing Pills are not a mortal status! The dragon cannot see its tail, and their life span can reach four or five hundred years." The old man's eyes showed a look of envy, and it was obvious that he respected Killing Pills very much.

"Yes, practicing alone is indeed extremely difficult. Every time you improve your realm, you have to prepare for several years." Han Ming said in agreement.

He knew the suffering of casual cultivators well, and he himself was a living example. He used all the medicinal materials he had accumulated for most of his life to push his cultivation to the fifth level of Qi training.

The subsequent breakthrough will only become more and more difficult. God knows what precious herbs to use to assist in the breakthrough. Of course, the slow practice of practice is also due to the ingredients of his poor qualifications.

Han Ming thought of the jade pendant on his chest as he spoke, and felt at ease, because according to the words left by his ancestors, he could use this jade pendant to enter the Xingxing Sect among the three immortal sects. At that time, he would no longer be a casual cultivator, and he could practice in the sect with abundant spiritual energy!

But not long after he was relieved, Han Ming became a little nervous. He didn't know if the Shengxing Sect would recognize this jade pendant. If the Shengxing Sect did not recognize this jade pendant, then the hundreds of thousands of miles away from his hometown would be in vain!

After thinking for a while, Han Ming threw the uneasiness in his heart behind his head. Whether the Shengxing Sect will accept him or not is not something he can decide, and he is not of use to worry about it.

"Come on, I see, you boy is interested in your appetite. I have some unusual good tea here. Although it is not spiritual tea, it is also extraordinary." The old man surnamed Xu turned over with one hand, and a plate of tea set appeared in his hand, and then a small bag of tea appeared in his hand.

The old man surnamed Xu's method of taking things out of thin air really surprised Han Ming. You must know that the tea tray is not small in size and it is impossible to hold it in your arms. I don't know where the old man surnamed Xu came from.

When Han Ming saw an exquisite small bag tied around the old man's waist, Han Ming remembered a magic weapon called a storage bag recorded in Guangling Sanren's note.

This storage bag can reduce large objects and the weight of the bag will not change. It is a very practical magic weapon. Because the storage bag is not difficult to make, it is very cheap. Almost a little powerful cultivator will have one or more.

Han Ming had long been envious of this cheap and practical magic weapon, but unfortunately he had never had the chance to own one. Now that he saw that the old man surnamed Xu had one, he was a little envious.

The old man named Xu pinched his hands into the air, and a ball of clear water was suspended on the palm of his hand. Then he pushed it lightly, and the ball of water flew into the teapot next to him.

The old man surnamed Xu plucked his fingertips, and a small red flame appeared underground in the teapot, and then began to burn the water in the teapot.

"Come on, it's rare." The old man poured Han Ming first and then himself.

Han Ming is not a kind person. He doesn't know how to taste any tea and is too lazy to pretend to be gentle and elegant. He poured the tea into his mouth directly, not afraid of what the old man added to the tea.

After drinking the tea, Han Ming raised his eyebrows and showed a shocked expression on his face. There was a hint of solemnity in his eyes when he looked at the tea.

"This tea doesn't smell very much, but it smells so good at the mouth. Even people who are not good at drinking tea can taste it. It's really the best. What's more important is that this tea actually contains spiritual energy and can slightly increase mana. Once or twice is nothing, but if you drink two or three cups a day, it will be very considerable for decades."

"It's a pity that I get this tea occasionally. The amount is not large at all. How can I drink it every day for more than ten years!" The old man shook his head and held a teapot and filled Han Ming's tea cup with tea.

Han Ming picked up the teacup in his hand again, but this time he did not drink it all in one gulp, but slowly tasted it in the old man's posture. The tea was indeed extraordinary and could not be wasted as it was before.

Just as Han Ming was savoring the strange fragrance in the tea, a sweet female voice came from outside the tent.

"Grandpa, come out and see, someone is coming to the Immortal Sect."
Chapter completed!