"Aren't all cultivators like us like this?" Zi Ling said with a frown.

"Therefore, there are very few people who can advance to the late stage of Daluo, in addition to the difficulty of cultivation, the inability to cut out the good corpse is also an important reason. Han Li said with his hands spread out.

"What then?" Zi Ling also realized the seriousness of the problem, and his pretty face was calm.

"At present, whether it is the cultivation realm or the law cultivation, I have reached the peak of the middle stage of Daluo, there is no point in continuing to retreat, or go out and walk around, maybe I can make a breakthrough. Han Li pondered for a moment and said.

"I've heard senior crabs say that sometimes the bottleneck of high-level immortals is often not in cultivation or the law itself, but in the state of mind, the state of mind that comprehends the most original essence of this world...... Speaking of which, I have never been to the True Immortal Realm, and even in the Demon Realm, I have been running around for all kinds of things...... Brother Han wants to take me to take a good look here. A hint of joy flashed in Zi Ling's eyes, and he smiled.

"The territory of the True Immortal Realm is vast, far superior to the Demon Realm, and there are many strange places, which will definitely not disappoint you. Speaking of which, over the years, I have only cared about cultivation, and I have never taken a good look around this True Immortal Realm, so take the opportunity to take a look around. Han Li was affected by Purple Spirit's emotions, and the bitterness in his heart dissipated.

He waved his hand and grabbed the purple spirit and flew towards the outside of the flower branch space.

……

The Northern Day Immortal Domain is a small immortal domain on the edge of the True Immortal Realm, and the vitality of heaven and earth is not very rich, so it is famous for the incomparably gorgeous aurora phenomenon in the sky of the Immortal Realm.

Of course, this name is only for immortals above the Taiyi Realm, those who cultivate below the Golden Immortal Realm may not leave the immortal realm where they were born in their lifetime, and those who cultivate lower may not even leave the continent where they are located, let alone travel in the major immortal realms as they like.

In fact, the vast majority of high-level cultivators, except for a very few, rarely gave up retreat and penance and traveled around, after all, even if they became high-level immortals, they would never give up any opportunity to continue to improve their cultivation.

In the extreme north of the Northern Day Immortal Domain, on a continent frozen all year round, there is a Tianpu Mountain Range, the peak is covered with snow, towering into the clouds.

After the ice and snow melt, the water collects into a waterfall, and the whole mountain range has thousands of waterfalls of all sizes because of the peculiar mountain situation, which is extremely spectacular.

Whenever the aurora appears, the waterfall reflects the heavenly aurora, and the entire mountain range is enveloped in a dreamlike view.

At this time, at the top of the mountain peak, a man and a woman stood side by side, it was Han Li and Zi Ling, who had changed their appearances, enjoying the dreamlike beauty around them.

……

The Tianchao Lake of the Jade Lake Immortal Domain, this lake is rich in high-grade spiritual jade, the perennial fog in the lake rolls, and the fog will change with the different seasons, sometimes white, sometimes purple, and sometimes pink.

This kind of changing mist, coupled with the high-grade spirit jade, made the Tianchao Lake famous.

A flat boat gently sailed past the lake, and Han Li and Zi Ling were boating on the lake, their expressions calm, and they were playing against each other.

……

The Firebird Mountain Range in the Heavenly Fire Immortal Domain is named because many peaks resemble flying birds.

The underground magma here is tumbling, and earth fire often erupts from the top of these bird peaks, making it look as if countless huge birds are spewing out heavenly flames.

On an extinct volcano, Han Li and Purple Spirit stood side by side, admiring the spectacle of the eruption of ten thousand fires.

……

The mysterious green mud swamp of the Liulan Immortal Domain, the Red Sun Ocean of the Canghai Immortal Domain, and the Storm Mountain Range of the Xuanfeng Immortal Domain......

These strange immortal realms in the True Immortal Realm, Han Li and Zi Ling all searched for them one by one.

With Han Li's current cultivation, his speed was extremely fast, and it wouldn't take long to cross an immortal realm.

In just two hundred years, the two of them have walked through twenty or thirty fairy realms and seen countless strange beauties and exotic customs.

However, the True Immortal Realm is too big, and the place they have walked through is still only a corner of the Pill Pill compared to the entire True Immortal Realm.

Because they were afraid of the power of Heaven and the Reincarnation Palace, the two of them went to small and medium-sized fairy realms, and they kept changing their appearances, and they traveled very smoothly all the way, and they were not recognized.

In the western part of the Flying Wing Immortal Domain, there is a continuous mountain range here, and the mountains are covered with a kind of blood-colored bamboo, and the scenery of the whole mountain range is extremely spectacular when viewed from above.

Every time the wind rises, the blood bamboo forest moves with the wind, and the sound of the uproar seems to be rolling waves, so it has the reputation of the bamboo sea and is quite famous.

Yushan City, a small city near the Blood Bamboo Mountain Range, was on the top floor of a three-story restaurant in the city, where Han Li and Zi Ling sat by the window.

They drank a bright red wine with a strange fragrance of bamboo leaves, which was brewed from the roots of blood bamboo.

"The Blood Bamboo Sea really lives up to its reputation, and although this Blood Bamboo Wine is an ordinary wine, it tastes very good, and it is really worth the trip. Zi Ling took a sip of wine from his glass, and his face was slightly intoxicated.

Han Li drank all the wine in his cup and nodded slightly.

His appreciation of fine wine can be called everyone, although this blood bamboo wine is a mundane thing, the taste of wine gives people a kind of vicissitudes, which is quite rare.

Han Li put down his glass and looked down.

The city is full of pedestrians and bustling.

In the 200,000 years in the Huazhi space, while he comprehended the good corpse, he was also in the last two layers of alchemy, and he entered the realm quickly.

Now that he has cultivated the sixth layer of alchemy, his divine sense has advanced again.

At this moment, Han Li didn't start his divine thought exploration, and everything in the entire Jade Mountain City was in full view.

Yushan City is a mundane city, and there are many people of all kinds of religions and nine classes in the city, including officials, scholars, merchants, warriors, farmers, and many beggars.

All kinds of voices are filled with countless complex emotions, including joy, anger, sorrow, sorrow, persistence, greed, hatred, etc.

Han Li suddenly sighed lightly, poured a glass of wine, and drank it all.

"What's wrong?" Zi Ling looked over.

"It's nothing, it's just a little emotional, whether it's ordinary people or monks like us, they can't help but be caught up in it, and no one can transcend it. Han Li said lightly.

"Although we immortals have a long life and are almost immortal, we can't get rid of grievances and hatred, and the entanglement of the world. Zi Ling also put down his wine glass and sighed.

Han Li looked into the distance and was silent.

"Brother Han, have you sensed the good corpse or haven't entered the realm?" Zi Ling asked.

Han Li shook his head silently, a layer of sadness appearing between his eyebrows.

"You have been with me for more than 200 years, you have traveled a lot of places, I am very content, or from tomorrow, you should concentrate on retreat, maybe under these years of enlightenment, you can have a harvest. Zi Ling was silent for a moment and said softly.

"The matter of beheading corpses is different from other cultivations, it is not something that can be boiled out with time, otherwise how could there be so many people in this True Immortal Realm who stop here. I have a hunch that the key to advancing to the late stage of Da Luo is in this mortal world, and we still walk around and run into opportunities. Han Li shook his head and said.

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Zi Ling's face and nodded.

Han Li picked up the flask and filled the two of them's wine glasses, and drank a glass of each other.

“…… The old immortal of Lingyun sacrificed a flying sword, the white light was as long as ten thousand feet, and the light of the sun and the moon was covered, and the evil dragon was immediately frightened and turned to escape, but where could he escape, only to see the sword light flash, one of the front claws of the evil dragon was cut off, and the bright red dragon blood splashed down, and the pool of water was dyed red in an instant. A voice came, but it was an old man in the restaurant who was telling a story, telling a story about a sword fairy who eliminated harm for the people.

The Flying Wing Immortal Domain attaches great importance to the difference between immortals and mortals, and those who cultivate immortals are strictly forbidden to appear in the mundane, so for ordinary people, immortals are ethereal and mysterious, which is the best talking point.

This old man is eloquent, the story is also wonderful, and there are many drinkers around.

Hearing this, the nearby drinkers all sighed, staring intently at the old storyteller, waiting for the following.

The old storyteller didn't speak immediately, and the old god coughed dryly, picked up the teacup, and took a sip of tea.

At the same time, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in Tsing Yi beside him walked out, holding a copper plate, and saluted everyone with a smile.

This is asking for money, and the storyteller is really good, and the girl is beautiful and lovely, many drinkers naturally donate generously and throw coins on the tray, and the storyteller smiles and greets the guests.

Seeing this, Han Li smiled slightly.

He has lived in a mountain village since he was a child, and he has not had the opportunity to hear such stories, at most he listens to the people in the village who can go out and talk about the outside world.

At that time, I was similar to these drinkers, full of yearning for the unknown world and those strange things that were mythical by the mundane.

The girl in Tsing Yi lowered her head to pick up the money, this woman was already fair-skinned, and at this time she revealed a white and tender pink neck, which set off her posture, and a few rogue guests laughed loudly, saying that the girl was good-looking.

The girl in Tsing Yi had a very thin skin, and her face suddenly turned red, but she didn't stop picking up money, but she didn't stop covering her cheeks with a copper plate.

The girl seemed to sense that several people were not looking at her, so she hurriedly picked up the money and retreated.

One of the scoundrels, a young man in luxurious clothes and with a lewd appearance, suddenly laughed strangely when the girl walked by, and reached out to grab the girl's wrist.

The girl in green clothes suddenly screamed "ah".

The young man in Chinese clothes hiccuped with wine in his mouth, seemed to have drunk and delirious, reached out to touch the girl's chin, and said with a smile: "The little lady looks so beautiful, where are you from, don't tell stories here, my brother will take you to eat good things......"

The girl in Tsing Yi was full of panic and shouted for help.

The old storyteller panicked and rushed over to save the girl, but was pushed away by the young man in Chinese clothes.

The young man seemed to be armed with martial arts, and his hand strength was not small, and the old man's body smashed through a railing, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person fell down.

"Grandpa!" the girl in Tsing Yi cried, struggling hard, but she couldn't break free at all.

The other drinkers upstairs saw that something was going on, and some of the timid people left their seats.

Han Li's brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but he still sat in place and did not move.

This kind of flirting with a good family is commonplace in the mundane, and it happens almost all the time, and it is not a big deal, but the fact that everyone listened to the book before made his heart feel a little touched.