A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han Li ignored the angry colour of the man and scattered the blue light wrapped around the soul clock. Then he stretched out his finger and gently bounced on the small clock.

A "thump” sounded and the “crooked soul” who was trying to escape fell on the ground immediately.

“Life magical artifact! You have the body's life weapon in your hand!” “Soul” shouted fearfully.

“Just so you know! If you don't want to suffer, explain your history. I'm curious, how can you invade this body? Can't a fairy fixer take a mortal?” Han Lijin said calmly that his voice was very blunt, as if he was chatting with friends.

But “Qu Soul” listened, but couldn't help but fight a cold war. You know, in the world of immortality, it's disgusting. Although it's not enough to slaughter the usurper, it will never give him a good look. And Han Li's very unusual expression made his mind feel seven to eight, and he had to fantasize about getting away.

“With all due respect, Taoist brothers were also foundation-building priests, who had to go on this body only after destroying their bodies in a battle with their enemies.” Instead of answering Han's question, he stood up and explained with a smile.

“Really?” Han Li said.

In fact, Han Li was somewhat surprised to hear that the other party was a foundational monk.

But he couldn't see Han Li's thoughts. He seemed indifferent. He couldn't help but feel a little hairy. He hastily said:

“Although I have fallen to the lower part of the gas refining period, there are still some methods and spirit stones. As long as Daoyou does not pursue the matter, I am willing to give it to Daoyou!” In that sentence, the man said a little less loud. Obviously you understand why people have to bow their heads under the eaves!

But Han Li ignored each other's temptations and thought about it and suddenly asked:

“Are you a seven-party monk? ”

Han Li seemed to ask casually. As far as he knows, there are few foundation-building monks outside the Seven factions, and of course some of the larger monks still have quite a few, such as the Yan family.

“Seven factions... Oh, yeah, I'm a Monk of Mount Spiritual Beast. Is it true that Your Eminence is also a seven-party monk?” “Qu Soul” said the same face, but Han Li saw a hint of panic in his eyes, which raised Han Li's suspicion.

“Turns out he's a friend of Mount Spiritual Beast! I don't know. Is Miss Yunzhi from Guiyama all right?” Han Li asked softly with a smile.

“Xi Yunzhi... I'm so sorry, I don't really remember some young disciples because I practiced under closed doors all year round.” Qu Soul heard Han Li ask this question, first it was a bang, then he laughed dry a few times, and said a little without saying anything.

“No? That friend knows someone, you can say a few disciples to listen to me. I know a lot of spiritual beast mountain street friends, maybe there is one under there!” Han Li continued his questioning in silence.

“This...” Qu Soul's face panicked, and his eyes twirled again, looking very dishonest.

Looking at this man's words, Han Li's face was cold and the color of the shadow cooled down.

“Daoist let me down! Looks like the toast stopped eating a forfeit.” Han Li said politely, then shook forward, then came back flashing.

“Qu Soul" is motionless in place, but there is an extra "Dementor" affixed to his chest, his person does not even have a chance to react. This made this man look so busy screaming:

“Daoist, what does this mean! There's something we can discuss..."

When dealing with mortals, it naturally makes the mortal body completely rigid and even impossible to speak out. However, dealing with a certain number of powerful monks has had a slightly worse effect, and while it can similarly render the monks low immobile, speech and various facial expressions are unaffected at all.

Han Li ignored the shout at this time, but touched a pitch-black bowl out of the storage bag.

As soon as the object appeared, a cloudy atmosphere spread, causing the temperature of nearby air to suddenly drop by a few points, followed by a burst of ghost crying wolf howling from the bowl, and some strange black fog surrounded the bowl, all the more evident by this magic apparatus. It was Han Li who had just arrived at the "Soul Bowl”.

Han Li single-handedly held the magic instrument and looked at each other with a shady glance, and a few unemotionally stepped in front of the "crooked soul”.

The man stared at the pelvis and his face first revealed a look of suspicion. But what immediately occurred to me, the look suddenly became nervous, and some unnatural remarks:

“What are you gonna do, you gonna use soul refining? ”

When the words "Soul Refining Technique” are spoken, this eye reveals an extreme sense of fear.

The infamous spell of "soul gathering technique”, in the immortal world, people are afraid, people see hiding, even some monks' poison spells swear by this spell.

Generally, every sect and family is specially trained in this technique, which is the strongest punishment and deterrence against traitors, and is known for its cruelty to the immortal world.

Heard that practitioners of this technique can extract the human soul of the Numen and torture it with special spells. It is said that those who directly stimulate soul pain will never endure a moment and a half, even if their will is stronger. And the stronger the Numen of the Brothers, the stronger the suffering, the more it really changed the color of all the brothers.

Rumors of spiritual refinement are everywhere in the fairy world. The most widely circulated of these is the spiritual cultivation of the monks, who will definitely cultivate a "soul vessel” closely connected to their Yuan God. Only by this method can the spiritual refinement technique be carried out, so that the soul of the person subjected to surgery can live rather than die.

The shape of the soul apparatus, not many people outside have seen it, but it is naturally passed down by most monks as Yin Qi Sen, the ghost is diffuse, just like this hundred monks' soulful "gathering pot” image, very close.

Therefore, as soon as this bowl took out the appearance of the anomaly, coupled with Han Li's previous threatening words, it was mistaken by “Qu Soul” to think that Han Li would actually have that terrible “soul refining technique”.

It's no wonder he thinks so. Whoever thinks of the torturing Yuan Goddess, the first thought is this spell, how can he not let his soul fly out of the sky?

Han Li listened to the words "Qu Soul”. He didn't have any expression on his face. He was surprised.

To be honest, he took out this magic instrument. He had no idea to intimidate each other with "soul refining technique”. He just wanted to use the yin cold atmosphere of this pot to give the other Yuan God a good bitter head. But now this person thinks he can refine his soul and is terrified, which makes him move in his heart and prepare will be wrong.

“I ask you again, what exactly is the origin and why do you impersonate the Monk of Mount Spirit?” Han Li did not answer whether the other party wanted to use soul refining, but asked coldly.

Han Li's unanswered approach made the man more convinced that his face was miserable, but his lips moved a few times and he still didn't look like he was going to talk.

Seeing this scene, Han Li stopped talking nonsense, but whispered a few words that he didn't know about, so he graciously held the "soul bowl” in front of this person's face.

Thinking of the Yin Cold Qi in the pelvis, even a foundational monk like Han Li had to strike a chill every time he touched it. Now the realm will have reached the Qi refining period of "crooked soul”, which is naturally irresistible.

That's why the pelvis was put in front of him. This person already felt so cold, as if the Numen were going to be frozen and frozen, as if tens of millions of steel needles were simultaneously stabbing deep into his soul.

Just a moment later, the man could not bear the pain anymore. After a scream, the muscles on his face were distorted and deformed.

“Don't rush, I haven't officially done it yet, and the pain will be hundreds of times greater now!” Han Li's vague words suddenly rang in his ear.

“Hundreds of times!” As soon as Han Li heard this, he almost fainted in fear.

Now the pain, he can't stand for a moment and a half, a hundred times the time, that doesn't make his Yuan God's painful smoke dissipate on the spot, this is definitely the legendary “soul refining technique”.

Taste the bitter “crooked soul” no longer in doubt. Therefore, after seeing Han Li squeeze the law again, he dared not rush to change his mouth:

“Daoyou is merciful, I say so. Your Excellency, can you put away the soul apparatus first, please don't do any more soul refining! ”

Because of the Yin and Cold invasion of the pelvis, the frozen voice even changed. If it weren't for some spiritual protection on him, plus the body of the crooked soul is far stronger and ordinary people, I'm afraid it would have been stiff.

“So much fun long ago, did you avoid this pain soon?!” Han Li revealed the appearance of "You are self-indulgent” before appearing to casually close the pelvis.

In fact, he also secretly gave himself a breath.

Because this is the one who won't say anything, Han Li will also put away the "soul bowl“ shortly. Because of the shady cold of this instrument, Han Li, who touched it directly, was equally overwhelmed and could not hold it in his hand.

“Qu Soul” saw Han Li really put away what he thought was a soul tool and took a long breath.

“It is better not to think of deceiving the customs with lies, I can naturally test the truth of what you say with the relevant spells. I don't think Your Excellency would be foolish enough to let himself be scattered for some secret, never to go back.” Han Li's voice is so cold.

This sentence reminds me of the “crooked soul” of the pain I just suffered. I trembled and my face was extremely ugly!

(At the end of the month, we still have to ask for some tickets with thick faces. I can't help it. I have to feed my family!) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support authors, support authentic reading!)