A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“I will also continue to be with you.” Red Lotus is very crisp.

“All right, all right! Brother Han was also prepared,” Taoist looked happy and asked Han Li again.

Han Li heard this and hesitated.

According to theory, newcomers like him, following this small group should be the best option, but their hearts somehow feel that there is something wrong. If they really want to do this, they will definitely regret it.

“I'll decide when the trade is over! Not in a hurry!” Han Li said with a smile, and decided to drag it off first.

“Huh!” Han Li's sentence was obviously unexpected by others, and he was somewhat stunned by the blue print and others.

“Brother Han, why are you hesitating? We can't be bullied if we scatter together. Not to mention, I'm very interested in my brother's ability to discover the next stealing technique. I want to consult more in the future!” Wu Jiuzhi was somewhat dissatisfied.

Han Li listened to the teenager's words, was not angry, just laughed and did not speak.

“Oh, Brother Han didn't say that he definitely won't come with us, just to think about it, it's also a human routine!” Taoist Qingwen quickly persuaded him.

“Yes, Taoist Daoist Qingwen said, speaking in my heart, I do have some unspeakable bitterness, so be careful!” Han Li seemed very grateful to Taoist Qing Daoist, revealing a look that spoke of his heart.

“Well, that's my problem!” The teenager felt very unhappy that he was not human inside or outside.

Daoist Qingwen smiled helplessly, and with a brother to tolerate the look of his stubborn brother, he secretly hurled to Han Li and apologized.

Han Li naturally won't take this matter seriously.

But now that the matter has been resolved, everyone has risen and left. Han Li also found an empty house on the second floor and settled down.

On the second day, all but Monk and Han Li walked out of the attic and joined the stall.

At this time, the monk continued to meditate in the hall on the first floor, while Han Li gently touched a dozen pieces of token paper with his fingers in the room and fell into contemplation.

“This so-called junior lower order paper has a slight flash of spiritual light on it. It is definitely very different from ordinary secular paper. It seems that either its raw materials have special features or it needs some kind of spell to support them.” Han Li thought.

Han Li took out the charm paper and intended to practice what he had previously learned. But all of a sudden he thought that it seemed impossible to draw God's charms on paper alone, and he needed brushes and sand and stuff like that. And these two things, they all seem to be sold at fairy stalls. Or are they not worldly things that must be made of immortals?

To think of it, Han Li can't sit in the house. He decided to go find a monk. Anyway, he could not hide the fact that he was a newcomer to Xiuxian, so why not ask the general directly.

“The donor thought well, in order to successfully draw a spiritual charm, in addition to the charm paper that must be refined with special ingredients, it must also be made with the blood of the spiritual demon beast, the pen depends on the situation!” After listening to Han Li's questions, Monk Kusang said calmly.

“Master Bittersand, what do you mean, depending on the circumstances?” Han Lipan sat across from the monk and asked seriously, not looking embarrassed at all.

“In addition to the brush that can be made from the fur on the demon beast, the pen used by the fairy to draw the spiritual character can also be made from charcoal pens such as certain genius treasures, all of which increase the success rate and power of the symbol. But if it's not conditional, even a worldly pen, it's just that the success rate of the symbol is really low.” The monk shook his head gently and seemed to disagree with Han Li's last method of refining the charm.

“Thank you, Master. Points? Then I'll go out and see if I can get a pen!” Han stood up and punched the monk.

“Master, take your time!” Once again, the monk closed his eyes and continued his meditation career.

I don't think I can go out today. I remember that neither the pen nor the sand was cheap, about six or seven pieces of low-order spirit stone. Are you really going to sell that flying charm you just got?

Han Li walked as he thought about it and walked out of the attic towards the trading floor.

It's morning, so the fairy fixers on the road are not very cold, but look at them, they all seem to go in the direction of the trading ground, and most of them seem to be people who go out with Taoists like them.

“Look, what a big bird!” A male immortal practitioner suddenly shouted.

Then, a giant shadow swept past Han Li and the immortal cultivator's head on the road.

Han Li was shocked and looked up hastily.

There was only a double-headed bird the size of a calf, flying over their head.

The bird looks like an eagle, full of gray feathers, with wings wide enough to be several lengths wide, and a pair of sharp paws like a sickle underneath, while two bald, vicious bird heads around the neck have four tiny eyes with a slight green light.

What a vicious monster bird!

“How ugly! ”

“So big! ”

“Grab it and use it as a mount! ”

……

The following fairy fixers stopped, talked about it, and some were even eager to try it.

“You're going to die! This is the spiritual bird" Double Head "of the first Xiuxian Grand Aunt Yushan Yanjia, there must be Yanjian people on it, want to find their own way to die? ”

Cold words awaken the dreams of some.

“Yan family? The only one in the Xiandai school who has a family of Knightai monks?” Someone lost their voice.

“Wasn't this Yan family or some Yan family? I came earlier than you, so I saw this" double-headed "once. I also know that the Yan family sent two brothers and sisters to participate in the finals of the Ascension Fairy Games!” Another fairy practitioner is proud of his glamour.

“No way! The Yan family also sent people to the Ascension Fairy. In previous years, they never sent people! In this way, there are definitely two places missing! ”

“That's right, in case you run into two Yan family members on the stage, don't be such bad luck! ”

……

These fairy fixers have some ugly faces and some even sighed!

Han Li stared coldly at the distant monster bird and looked at the demon bird image. It was clearly the monster eagle that the iron bull had seen, and the fairy men and women should be brothers and sisters of the Yan family!

Han Lizheng thought thoughtfully, and the nearby fairy fixers went through this little wind wave and did something else.

Finally, he smiled lightly, and the spilled also left.

There are a lot of people in the square today, which is not as lively as we saw last night, but it is also quite popular.

Han Li touched the remaining bottles of Dan medicine and decided to see if he could replace them with something else.

So he didn't go in through the original entrance this time, but cut in from the other end of the square, and he was going to start walking from the other side.

Along the way, Han Li's gaze measured from time to time, looking at the various materials on the stall and Fu Lu, as well as some quaint ancient magic instruments, he couldn't help but notice.

Suddenly, Han's footsteps stopped in front of a stall. He looked at a not-so-thick book on the stall, somewhat maddening.

The price tag before this book is marked: "Changchun Gong," wooden attribute repair fairy basic kung fu, worth two lower order spirit stones.

“This book, I want it!” Han Li lowered his body slowly, picked up the book and flipped it slightly, and raised his head to speak calmly to the staller.

(Book buddies, if they like it, don't forget to collect it)