A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

However, Han Li was amazed and a little confused!

Han Li is not familiar with this magic trick, but he also knows a little bit about it.

The “Sky Eye" that all fairy fixers are familiar with is actually the most basic ecstasy. If the boundaries of power between the two monks are far apart, the use of Sky Eye surgery to look at each other's eyes may cause the other to lose conscience and become passive in the struggle.

It's other types of Ecstasy spells. It's also mainly based on the huge gap in the power realm to force control of each other's mind.

Dong Xuanye was cultivated in the early stages of foundation building, while the gorgeous man was in the middle of foundation building. According to common sense, such a gap could never appear in pairs of eyes, and was immediately held back by the other party ridiculous things. Unless the other person is a knockout monk specializing in Ecstasy, that's possible.

But look at the look on that gorgeous man's face and the poisonous look on his face when he left, that doesn't look anything like it! There is no way that a knotted monk could pretend to be a foundation-building monk to fool them.

Han Li thought of it like this and felt really relieved. After all, that gorgeous man left with a poisonous look on his face, and he was still very sweet.

When he raised his head from his contemplation, he saw Dong Xuan and the two of them flirting with each other again. Just now, Chu Chu's pathetic appearance disappeared without a trace.

Han Li sighed and went back to his house.

However, Han Li had just placed his palm on the wooden door and had not yet pushed open, suddenly heard a man's flood outside the inn.

“Guests in the inn listen up, and tomorrow's treasure grab will be held in two groups. Domestic monks are held on the western peak of Fort Swallow, while other monks are held on the eastern peak. Please join us in the early hours of tomorrow. Those who are outdated will be deemed to have abandoned the competition automatically. ”

This sound was repeated three times in a row outside the inn before people seemed to leave.

Han Li overheard the remark, but then he pushed the door out and went back to his house.

Han Li, although a little surprised, did not notice anything wrong with separating the two brothers from each other.

After all, if the Seven-Party Brothers compete with the Foreign Brothers, they will certainly cause a lot of trouble. This exclusionary psychology is the same everywhere. This can be seen in the confrontation in the teahouse that day.

Han Li thought, as he sat on his bed on a tray knee, ready to sit and refine gas for one night, so as to prepare for tomorrow's treasure grabbing convention.

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In one of the houses of Fort Yan, a brilliant devil man sat on a wooden chair, and several other men and women were respectfully telling him what to do, and the man looked at him with no expression, his eyes flashed from time to time, and somehow laughed.

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Meanwhile, on the western peak of Fort Swallow, a dozen Ghost Gate Green Robes are busy at the top of the mountain, burying things underground from time to time. And Young Master Ghost Gate and the two knotted monks, I looked cold in the air at everything below.

“What do you say? This temporary shady fire has weakened so much, can it still work?” Young Master Ghost Gate suddenly asked.

“Don't worry, master! Absolutely fine, although it is only a temporary form of formation, with our brothers presiding over it, the effect of trapped enemies can still be one or two. Of course, it's hard to say if there are late foundational monks in the formation, or if they have any particularly powerful magic instruments! But the vast majority of the monks, they certainly do not have the ability to escape.” The old man in the Lee brothers coughed a few times, some trembling and weird.

“Well, I'm relieved! The ghost twelve guards brought behind me are not leisurely enough. With their strength, there is more than enough to deal with some fish that have missed the net!” Young Master Ghost Gate said without fear.

When the Li brothers heard the story, they also felt that there was no problem, so they stopped speaking.

In fact, if it wasn't for the need to preserve the soul of these monks as a whole, and his two brothers went directly to destroy some of the founding monks, it would not be a small matter. There's no need for such trouble! The two Lee brothers thought arrogantly.

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In the dense room of the Huang Maple Valley in the Taiyue Mountains, seven or eight knotted monks gathered together and listened nervously to what an elderly man with white hair was saying. Everyone's face was uncertain with the words of the elderly.

Han Li's master Li Huayuan, Aunt Hongwu Xian and that big fat Lei Wanhe are among them, and the divine colors are equally disturbing!

Soon after the monks in the Chamber came out, the whole Yellow Maple Valley boiled completely.

All sorts of musical notes fly in the sky, while slightly lower is a wave of monks flying with roaring royal instruments. A short time later, a team of hastily formed monks set off from the inner Yellow Maple Valley night after night, heading toward an unknown place.

This scene, also performed on the remaining six factions, and the messengers from one faction to the other continued to travel, as if overnight, the whole Vietnamese immortal cultivation world had become murderous.

In the days that followed, the Vietnamese families, large and small, received a conscription order signed jointly by the seven main factions, to recruit outstanding disciples of the various families to stand by, and the disobedient was a law enforcement team composed of seven brothers, the Iron Bloodshed.

Of course, it was only three days later that the Yan family's expulsion order was reached. Naturally, no one picked it up. By then, the Yan family had left the building empty.

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The seven-party monks in Han Li and Yanbao are naturally unaware of this because they are too far away from the sect.

So the next day, when it started to shine, some of the monks arrived early on the western hill. A huge legal battle has been set up, and two middle-aged men in swallow clothes are sitting in close sight in the battle.

Behind the Fretilin, however, there was a modest earth platform, and there were also dozens of families of swallows hidden by fog, standing there discussing what seemed to be waiting for all the monks to arrive before commencing the general meeting.

Han Li has also reached the summit, he did not come out with Dong Xuanye, and one of the habitual people took a step first. On the mountain peak, I happened to meet the same early arrival of the giant swordmen Ba middle-aged man, and the two naturally had a chat without a word.

“Brother Ba, what is this law formation for, you know?” After Han Li weighed the huge law array a few times, he always felt a little obstructed. After a while of talking, he couldn't help but ask each other a question.

“Shame on you, I don't know much about Falun or anything like that! But it's supposed to be shields forbidden or something! After all, if we are really more skilled, we must be confined to a certain range, otherwise this hill will not be able to withstand some of our torments!” Brother Ba touched his chin and said carelessly.

“Oh, very likely indeed!” Despite this, Han Li's mouth felt an uneasy aura hidden from Falun, which had nothing to do with the depth of power, and was entirely an intuitive sensation of him.

Han Li frowned and looked around. At this time, there were more than thirty monks present. Those who knew Taoist priests and Tianjin Fort Fang women came here, and 35% of them came together to say something.

“Brother Han, let's go say hello! Look, they're all there without enamels!” Brother Ba looked at where the others were gathered and smiled and suggested to Han Li.

“Buddy, just go! Little brother, there's something else to think about, I won't bother you!“ Han Li shook his head slightly and didn't want to get together with so many people. It was too eye-catching.

The brother-in-law shrugged his shoulders and walked alone, though a little confused. After all, there are not many opportunities to make friends with so many of his monks at once. He won't give up easily.

Han Li Binba's surname disappeared, and he didn't stay where he was. Instead, he habitually searched for a very remote, farthest corner from the Falun Front and walked away. Then he watched the actions of the other monks with cold eyes.

Half an hour later, Dong Xuanye and Brother Nafeng finally came here. And as soon as I joined a crowd full of Brothers Wong Maple Valley, it wasn't as if the fish were getting water and the male disciples were getting hot. Han Li was somewhat surprised by the fact that the swallow rain, which was not far from his side, disappeared.

At this time, more than a dozen people standing on the earth dressed in Yan family costumes, but as monks of the Ghost Gate, counting the number of people present.

“Young Master, two more are missing. And it's getting late. Would you like to wait a moment?” After counting the numbers, a spiritual monk told the master of the spiritual gate.

“Don't wait any longer. Inform the Second Brother General to open the battle immediately, otherwise for a long time, I'm afraid some clever monks will notice something is wrong, which is even worse! As for the two brothers, they were hunted down by the Eighth and Twelfth of the Twelfth Battalion. Whatever they don't show up for, they can't leave Fort Swallow alive!” Young Master Ghost Gate did not hesitate to give the order. He was overwhelmed with killing intentions. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)