A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han Li looked at the contents of the storage bag, you are welcome to transfer the bag to the Middle East and West, a brain into his storage bag, the original storage bag was chopped and crushed by a mess of swords.

Although this storage bag is obviously much better than Han Li's, how dare Han Li carry it with him? Maybe there are some marks on it that he can't see?

Han Li then took another day off, feeling that the time was almost here, he took the direction of the curved soul and went to the Huang Feng Valley Mistress, instead of going to the Seven-Party Camp.

Han Lixin summed up that if something really changed in the camp, the parties must have been the first to know the news, so why not go to the valley first to see the wind. If it's all right, it's too late to rush to the barracks again.

Hence Han Li carried a curved soul. After five or six days of flying, he arrived safely in the Taiyue Mountains.

Han Li didn't impress anyone, but dived back into his cave first.

Upon entering the house, Han Li felt much more relaxed after re-closing the big battle outside. After all, it is still safe in his own territory!

Han went to the secret chamber of Spirit Eye Fountain without stopping.

It is true that two spider eggs have been successfully hatched, and two fist-sized white spiders float in the spring eye. Although the head is small, it is crystal clear, at first glance it is no ordinary product.

As soon as Han Li appeared, the two little spiders flashed and immediately shot from the spring water.

Han Li was surprised, but immediately thought of something, so he didn't hide.

As a result, the two spiders flew steadily onto their shoulders and climbed back and forth on Han Stand, looking familiar to him for a long time.

Han Li gave a faint smile!

It seems that it was forbidden by the controlling god under the sperm blood, and it really worked. These two little spiders have seen him as their parents, which is why they behaved so intimately.

Han Li, delighted in his heart, curiously removed a white spider from his body and placed it on his palm and looked closely at it.

Although when it comes to spiders, it's mostly an ugly and disgusting feeling. But this little spider was pure and white and glowing, and it was so beautiful that people couldn't let go at first sight.

But the most surprising thing about Han Li is that the spirit of this little spider has the appearance of three or four layers of Qi Refining Phase, and is completely a real first-order demonic beast.

Looks like there's a lot of potential in the future.

White spiders, by the way, are also in that strange worm list, called "Blood Jade Spiders," ranking in the 100th place. Although not as powerful as the Golden Back Demon Roach, it is also a rare breed.

Han Li and the two little spiders played for a while, put them in a leather bag, carried them on his body. I don't know when the next time I come back, naturally bring them with me, so I slowly adjust them.

Han Li then went to his bedroom and pulled a small box out of the bed.

The box contains more than a dozen storage bags filled with all kinds of charms, and Han Li picked up two and took them with him. He must now add one or two.

Handle these things, Han Li left Qu Soul in the cave, and he swaggered straight to Huang Feng Valley.

Perhaps because most of the men rushed to the Seven-Party Camp, Han Li only touched a few Qi refining disciples on the way. He stopped a man and asked a few questions about the situation in the valley.

As a result, no adverse news was received, which gave Han Li a little relief.

However, this person is only a Qi refining disciple, Han Li naturally won't stop, thought about it, and went straight to the hundred pharmacies.

As a small old man's medium-term foundation-building status, more precise news should be known.

A moment later, Han Li reached over the Hundred Pharmacies, but was blocked off by the white formation.

His token of entry had long been given back to the little old man, who naturally could no longer enter the Hundred Pharmacies freely.

After seeing the power of the "Reverse Five Arrays", this abject illusion formation of the little old man has been put into the eyes of Han Li.

However, Han Li did not forcibly break into the line, but touched a note from his body, his lips slightly moved a few times, turned it into a fire and threw it into the white air below.

Less than a while later, the white air beneath rolled up and revealed a passageway that was roughly wide.

Han Li saw this and gently laughed, falling down gently.

At the end of the tunnel, at the center of the Hundred Pharmaceutical Gardens, there were two people standing there waiting for Han to come down.

“Brother Ma, it's been days!” Han smiled at one of them.

That man is the owner of the Hundred Pharmacies, the little old man.

“Huh! I haven't seen you, but you're gonna get me in trouble?” The little old man did not give Han a good look, but turned a white eye.

“Oh, Miss Xiao such a good disciple, are you still not satisfied?” Han Li looked careless and laughed at the other person.

The man gave Han Li a gift with a slight red face. He greeted him with gratitude:

“Xiao Cuier, see Uncle Han. Thank you Uncle Big Eun! ”

This man is a young woman, the granddaughter of Master Xiao's son.

Little old man listened to Han Li say this, his face showed a disgusting look, and when he wanted to say anything else, Han Li interrupted first:

“Brother Ma, I have something important to ask you this time. It really matters!” Han Li suddenly solemnly rose.

Little old man saw Han Li like this and frowned. He turned to Xiao Cuier beside him and said:

“You stand in front of the courtyard, I'll discuss something with your Uncle Han! ”

“Yes, Master!” The young girl respectfully replied, then walked to the courtyard door without saying anything.

Xiao Cuier's well-behaved behavior clearly satisfied the little old man and even revealed a hint of drowning in his eyes.

Han Li saw the scene and laughed at himself. Brother Ma said that he caused him trouble, but his heart is so fond of Xiao Cuier. What a hard face!

Little old man took Han Li into the living room and sat down separately. He asked faintly:

“Brother, aren't you at the border camp now? Why do you have time to run? What's the question here? Tell me something big! ”

Brother Ma revealed an irrelevant divine colour.

“Cough, that's a long story!” Han Li sighed and said with a bitter smile.

Han Li, having been with the little old man for so many years, knew that although the speech was a little sharp, his heart was not bad, so he approximated the experience of meeting the monk of the Sovereign Sect when he returned. Of course, Han Li was only a passing sentence in the specific situation of the confrontation, mainly to explain that Lingxiaoshan may be a monastic response.

The little old man's face was filled with careless looks. After listening to Han Li's words, he stagnated completely.

Half a mile later, he asked with a strange softness:

“Brother Han! Did you destroy the Numen of a friar Knightan? The Mountain of the Spirit Beast could be the inside of the magic? ”

He didn't believe it at all, as if he was listening to Heavenly Night Tan.

In this case, Han Li's face is bitter.

No wonder they look like this. I'm afraid whoever hears this news won't believe it for a moment and a half.

But Han Li still frowned and said:

“I just didn't know if the message was reliable, so I wanted to go back to the valley and see what wind was coming from the battalion. If not, I wouldn't dare rush.” In front of the little old man, Han Li has nothing to hide. He naturally reveals how much he cherishes his life.

“No, all that came forward was a request to deliver large quantities of spiritual stones, and there was no adverse news at all, and everything was normal.” The little old man said positively.

Han Li took a slight breath and rubbed his nose and muttered:

“In that case, I was totally fucked by that guy! Should I yell three times to let down the depression, or should I laugh three times to celebrate the camp? ”

Just now, the loud bells of “" "" "" "" "" came from the direction of the House of Proceedings.

Little old man and Han Li couldn't help but look at each other and look at each other differently.

The time it took for the bell to ring a full cup of tea stopped.

The little old man's face was extremely ugly and took a deep breath before he said in a deep voice:

“It rang eighty-one times and it looks like your news is mostly true, it's really bad! ”

“Come on, let's go see what's going on. It's not necessarily about my message.” Han Li said lightly after a moment of silence.

“Huh, no, it's not! ”

“If it weren't for the great defeat ahead, how could it ring an eighty-one shock bell representing the doomsday disaster?” The little old man said with a cold smile. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)