A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

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Han Li was greatly disappointed, but he wasn't surprised. After all, "Yellow Dragon Dan” and “Golden Marrow Pills” are only secular sacred pills. They may be magical pills for ordinary people, but they are a mistake for fairy repairers.

Since the other party didn't see it, Han Li didn't intend to talk any more. He probed his hand and tried to retract the porcelain bottle.

“But even if this Dan drug is a little too bad, if I had a few more bottles, I would have swapped with you!” The young man suddenly opened his mouth and looked sad.

Han Li's arm, which had been stretched out, suddenly shrunk back after hearing the young man say so, and he smiled lightly.

“Did I say it was just these two bottles?” Han Li narrowed his eyes and stared at the youth slowly.

“You still have it?” The young man was slightly surprised, but immediately showed joy.

“Of course, but if you want too much, do I have to consider making this deal?” Han Li couldn't help but say that he was afraid that they would give him a big talk.

“Great! Not too much, just give me three more bottles, enough to break through the bottleneck in a short time.” Youth are excited and enthusiastic, in stark contrast to previous cold attitudes.

It's no wonder that solid-dollar peptic instinct promotes the refinement of the potency of Dan medicine, who should trade it for it, it's not enough! That was also the main reason why the youth had not been able to replace the "flying charm” during those days.

Even though Han Li's "Yellow Dragon Dan” and “Golden Marrow Pills” are not the best potion for Immortal Cultivators, the quantitative advantage is enough to allow this guy to wander on the top of the ninth level for a long time, breaking through to the tenth floor and making the youth more powerful.

But only a guy like Han Li who eats this kind of medicine as a snack can trade it for Dan. However, Han Li knew the truth that money would not be revealed. He did not want to leave the other party with the feeling that he could easily take out a large amount of Dan medicine without any pain.

So he touched his chin and made a painful appearance.

“Well! Too much, huh? We have to change all the medications!” Han Li whispered deliberately.

“That's not much! After all, it's a high-order spirit charm! Think about it, as long as you have a spiritual charm in you, in case of any danger, you can vacate the place immediately and fly much faster than the average flying bird, which is equivalent to one more life! And as long as this charm is spiritual, it can be used multiple times, it's a useful charm!” Young people seemed to be really able to come up with the necessary Dan medicine. The smile on his face grew stronger. He strongly recommended the beauty of his flying charm and feared that Han Li would regret not trading.

“If you want to trade, that's fine. Give me the token paper as a token. And the book!” Han Li saw that he really wanted to change his dandruff, so he pointed politely at a dozen blank charms placed on the stall and an old "Basic Curse Ruin Book," he said to the youth.

The young man began to daze for a moment, but when he saw that Han Lizhu was only talking about lower order token paper and a spell that could not be sold at all, he was delighted and promised.

As such, the "flying charm” became something in Han's bag, and he also received a dozen pieces of paper and a spell that he had been following for a long time.

Han Li slightly flipped the old book, which contained some of the most basic elementary spells, seven or eight lower level spells, and a junior middle class "ground stabbing", recorded in the book.

Such a book is not worth a word to other fairy practitioners, but it greatly satisfies Han Li.

Because what he lacks now is this kind of basic spell, and the stalls in front of him, while selling these books, are better and more complete, are incredibly expensive.

One of the Five Lines of Primary Spells is priced at 90 Low-Order Spirit Stones, while the other is priced at 60 Low-Order Spirit Stones. Although these books are thick, they definitely contain more laws, but Han can't afford them right now.

After getting these items, Han Li felt a little tired and unwilling to continue wandering, and went straight out of the square to the attic.

Not far from the square, Han Li looked back and found that there seemed to be more people in the field. It seemed that he liked the night cat-type immortal practitioners who came out at night.

Approaching these palace-style buildings, Han Li discovered that the towers were constructed of extremely expensive Kiryu and large chunks of blue stone. Not only do each building have dragon paintings and phoenix, which are extremely beautiful to build, but there is also a hidden display of spiritual fluctuations near a building platform, which seems to be what the Taoist Taoist priest said is forbidden.

Han Li turned around and finally found the attic he was looking for and walked forward.

But at a distance far from the target, Han Li suddenly felt what had hit him, and was suddenly pushed away by an invisible force, and pushed back by a few steps.

Han Li was somewhat surprised and excited. Looks like there's too much he doesn't know about fixing fairies. He really wants to learn all about it.

Han Li thought so, but his heart moved, carried out the sky eye surgery, and then looked at the small building.

As a result, Han Li saw a faint blue light blocked in front of him, and the entire pavilion was covered with such blue light, as if it had been snapped upside down by a giant bowl.

Han Li climbed forward again and stretched out a finger, gently poking a green light, resulting in a soft, elastic feeling. If you push harder, there will be a hidden force bouncing back. Looks like this green light's defense is really good.

Han Li figured out the role of green light, so he stopped studying it. Instead, he took out the charm given to him by Taoist Taoist Blueprint and put it on this light screen. As a result, a circle of ripples was immediately shaken on the green light screen, and then a round hole appeared, which allowed Han Li to pass.

Han Li was also welcome, put away Fu Lu, then walked in and walked to the stairs. At this time, the hole slowly narrowed and finally completely closed, and the light returned to its original state.

The staircase in front of us is not very large. The upper and lower floors together make it look more than 10 tall, but depending on its size, there are more than a dozen people living in it.

Han Li smiled slightly and lifted his legs into the building. He entered the lobby on the first floor. In addition to the two Eight Immortals table, there were only more than ten wooden chairs in the lobby. They were arranged in an elegant and simple manner. However, there was a certain amount of refreshment in the repair of fairies.

And that little monk named Bitter Song, sitting with his head down in the empty space at the corner of the hall, closed his eyes to meditation and looked like a high priest. As for the others, Han Li had not seen them.

“Master Bitter Song, is Taoist Taoist back yet?” Han Li walked several steps to the monk and asked angrily.

Little monk did not ignore Han Li, but continued to read words in his mouth. Until Han Li waited impatiently, the monk opened his eyes and said to him with an apology: “No wonder Han Shifu! The lad was reciting the passage of King Kong to the key point. He can't stop talking immediately. Please don't blame him! ”

Han Li listened to the monk and smiled for a moment: “No way! I admire you the most! ”

Little monk heard Han Li say this, smiled for a moment and said not slowly: “Qingwen Dao Chang and others are waiting on the second floor for Master Hou Han. Instruct me to go up immediately when I see the Prophet, as if something were wrong with him. ”

Han Li was a little depressed when he heard the monk say this.

This little monk is really, since someone is looking for me, why don't you tell me right away, are you still such a mother-in-law? Looks like you can stay away from monks and other people in the future.

Han Li's heart defamed, but his face nodded unchanged. He walked to the staircase near the hall and “chuckled” to the second floor.

Once on the second floor, I saw two brothers, Black Wood and Black Gold, saying something at the stairwell. When Han Li came up, he stopped talking and greeted him.

“Brother Han, Taoist Daoist is waiting for you in the house. Come with us!” Han Li looked faint and didn't say a word, and walked into a room with them along the corridor.

There are many people in the house, other than monks, and there are two strangers who don't know each other.

One is a laughing 16-year-old and one is a 212-year-old white fat man. Looks like these two are the ones with some headaches.

“Brother Han is here! Sit down,” Daoist Qing gracefully pointed at a chair next to him and said to Han Li.

Han nodded and sat there.

“These are Wu Jiuzhi of Yunmen and Huang Xiaotian of Shi Tuogu.” The blue print points to the teenager and Fatty, respectively, to introduce Han Li.

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