A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

The western peak of Baike Mountain is bigger than Han Li imagined.

There is not only an ancient temple built at the top of the entire peak, but also a dozen large and small stone pavilions, where 35% of the fairy builders have talked for a long time.

Of course, outside the pavilion and temple, some monks, also rare, are walking back and forth.

It seems that this Baike Mountain party has been hastily arrived early.

Han Li watched over the peak for a while before circling and landing in a remote corner of the peak.

Han Li then walked freely to several nearby stone pavilions with his curved soul.

With Han Li's intellect, he heard the conversation of the monks in the stone pavilion very clearly.

One of them, a stone pavilion with four immortal cultivators talking about, entered Han Li's eyes.

Han Lili listened closely. He said exactly what happened between the Seven factions of Vietnam and the Battle of the Demons. He couldn't help but vibrate his spirit and walked away without hesitation.

“Not only were the six Vietnamese factions forced to flee their homeland this time, but even our Yuanwu and Zijin countries will face great difficulties in the future. Let's see if the next step of the monastery is to strike us Yuanwu or attack Zijin.” The pale middle-aged of the four sighed.

“Yeah, well, last war, six parties lost a lot of strength. The brothers of both countries who went to help with the boxing also buried 56%! Tianxingzong and the fairy pie are going to burn!” Another young man, some twenty years old, answered with joy in disaster.

After listening to the young people, two of the other three elderly people were of the same colour and had little reaction. But the middle-aged man, who had just begun to speak, had to laugh a few times and say something else with one mouth.

But at this point, someone else's voice came from the side.

“I'm afraid the great factions such as Starscream will be overwhelmed, and our days of scattering and repairing the Immortals will be even worse. The people of the monastery are talking about a set of strong and weak meat. We won't be as comfortable as we are today.” Han Li approached slowly, but said what the middle-aged man intended to laugh at.

When the four men heard that an outsider was nearby, they were shocked and immediately shut up.

However, when it was found that Han Li's repair could not be seen, several people showed a slight disconcerting appearance and rose to pay tribute to Han Li. The middle-aged man was even more anxious to justify his youth:

“This senior, Yu Xian's nephew, had just spoken casually, but showed no disrespect to the parties. Don't be weird with me! ”

These people actually think of Han Li as a high-ranking master of the Immortal sect of Yuanwu Guo.

The look on that young man's face, just as nervous.

“Oh, don't get me wrong, a few Daoists. I'm just a minor! It was just a casual insertion.” Han Li smiled and explained gently.

A few people heard Han Li say this, so they let go of their mind. Although it is not known that Han Li's identity is true or false, it is clear that the other party did not pursue what he had just said.

Hence, Han Li sat at the stone table in the pavilion in the greeting of several people.

“Seniors come here, I await the honor of seniors. But how can you participate in such a level of communication?” The old man, who was made the deepest of the four, asked with some restraint.

No wonder this person is so surprised that it is difficult to attract foundational brothers to small gatherings like Baike Mountain. If high-ranking monks communicate, there will naturally be a higher level of gathering.

“For some time now, I was practicing in a desert mountain not far from here. It was only a short time ago that I heard about the great defeat of our monks in Vietnam, and I felt that the immortal world needed to change greatly, so I went out to explore the news. Do you have any updates on Magic and Vietnam?” Han Li understated the sermon.

Hearing Han Li say this, the four men looked at each other for a while, but soon three of them all looked at another dry old man.

“When it comes to well-informed information, of course it's time to count old Ding. After all, the Ding family has many secular industries directly opened up in Vietnam!” The red-faced old man laughed dry and said softly.

The other two also concurred with the approval, which made Han Li listen and his eyes flashed with different colors.

The old man with the Ding surname saw this, and a slight embarrassment appeared on his face. He had to drive helplessly to say:

“Our Ding family's sons in Vietnam have indeed recently returned some updates to the family on the situation in Vietnam. I didn't want to send these messages outside the family, but since all of you are friends with Ting, this senior wants to know something, so tell me something! However, please don't leak easily. ”

After listening to the old man Ding, the other three people couldn't help but thrill, even the company called it. Han Li nodded slightly.

So the old man coughed softly and said slowly:

“Information just received a few days ago indicates that the country is now in turmoil. Although the monastery broke down the coalition of the six factions, there were still many of the six broken monks who did not leave the country, but relied on the terrain to constantly attack the monks, and there were also several monks of the Knightan period who had not withdrawn, which left some of the monks busy with fatigue. After all, the monks of the Knight Dynasty are not that good to deal with. Plus, the six factions have taken root in Vietnam for many years, and the potential power is still not small. Let the demons take over the foreign cultivation fairy world is still a little hot. ”

“The Vietnamese Xiuxian family is now divided into three attitudes. One sees the defeat of the Six factions, immediately pours the Gou, and voluntarily submits to the Six Monasteries. The other is because they are too close to the Six factions, afraid that after the liquidation of the monastery, they will simply withdraw from Vietnam like the Six factions. The last family is still in the watching stage, ready to take a look at the situation. ”

“And the Seven factions have been occupying the Gateway heavily for many years, with the exception of the Moon Sect and the Giant Sword Gate, which have reportedly not yet been broken by the Six Demons, the remaining four factions have been completely seized. However, few seizures were reported, and most of the rare items were taken away by disciples evacuated by the Six factions. ”

“In my view, monastery cannot stabilize the country for a day, and they will not attack my country or purple gold for a day. After all, they are overstaffed, taking up two small and one medium countries at a time, and I am afraid they are not paying much attention. That's why the six-party monks who keep messing around have no choice. ”

The old man slowly said some of the words above and revealed some of his own insights.

“Brother Ding, how long do you reckon the magic will give us to breathe, and now can our factions resist each other's attacks?” The red-handed old man beside him couldn't help but ask.

“Hard to say? After all, all I know is some superficial news. What is the real truth? I'm afraid only senior members of all factions can count.” The old man shook his head and glanced at Han.

Apparently, he still thinks Han Li is a monk of a certain faction in his country, so that these words are somewhat obscured.

Then, the old man Ding did not seem to want to continue talking about the related issues, and suddenly smiled and said something that surprised Han Li.

“This time the Six Vietnamese factions used the gecko tail breaking method because of the rush to evacuate, only to take the better qualified elite disciples in the door, and many other disciples were sacrificed in the drums. The worst of these is said to be a dry senior in Huang Feng Valley. They actually sacrificed two disciples in a row in order to get the real elite to flee the country, almost all the monks outside the disciples in Huang Feng Valley. Tsk, what a trick! ”

Although the old man said carelessly, Han Li listened to his heart but suddenly heaved, his complexion slightly changed.

Luckily, however, no one else dared to stare at Han Li, which is why nobody noticed his strange look.

“Ding Daoyou, you said that Huang Feng Gu sacrificed two disciples, what is this? I'm interested!” Han Liqiang pressed the shock in his heart and asked silently.

“Oh, now that my predecessors ask, my predecessors are naturally honest. The thing is, as soon as the Vietnamese executives heard about the loss ahead, they came up with a trick to shell the cicada. They let a group of disciples in the door evacuate one step ahead, but secretly the news leaked to the devil, saying that the disciples were the elite of Huang Feng Valley, and brought large quantities of spiritual stone raw materials and other possessions. Let the pursuit of the magic be completely attracted. At the same time, another group of disciples were left in the door, blindfolded by drums, to take advantage of the great battle and the remainder of the demons to re-establish confrontation. With these two disciples attracting the full attention of the enemy, it was only at the top of the Huang Feng Valley that the true elite disciples withdrew from the opposite direction with thousands of years of savings in the door. ”

“It has been said that although Huang Feng Valley had the lowest number of safe evacuations, they were the easiest way to go in a six-party evacuation. The remaining five factions, while rallying their troops together to retreat, were successively pursued and killed several times. A lot of money has fallen into the hands of demons. The matter has been widely spread in Vietnam because the monastery has been played.” The old man dared not slacken to tell Han Li again.

“Oh, here's the thing. Those abandoned Huang Feng Valley disciples are stupid!” Han Li's color remained the same, slowly lowering his voice. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)