A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“Mandy Nangong!” Han Li finally found the source of the ripple.

This is called Brother Zhuo Ruting. Although her face is different from Nangong Wan's, she does have some Nangong Wan style on her body, which gives him such a different feeling and touches a little deep inside his heart.

After trying to understand the reasons, Han Li looked at Zhuo Ruting with some complexity and then took his eyes back and regained his unbridled mood.

However, even when Han Li and Qu Hu arrived here, Lady Fan and Nazhu Ruting did not mean to leave immediately, but looked up to the sky from time to time, as if waiting for someone else.

Seeing this scene, Han Li was somewhat confused, but did not ask anything. Instead, he found a remote corner and crooked soul tray to sit down and wait for the departure time.

This is, like, half a day.

If the people who weren't present were immortal practitioners, they would have had a lot of patience, and I'm afraid someone would have complained.

But even then, there was dissatisfaction.

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Fan and Nazhu Ruting also showed some anxiety and some unwillingness to come together and whisper a few words.

Han Li took all this into his eyes, and his heart was speculating who they were waiting for, suddenly hidden the sound of wind thunder, then the distant sky appeared a black color.

This black rapidly flew here from afar and nearby, leading the sitting monks to rise and reveal their suspicious eyes.

Only then did Han Li and others see it clearly. This black cloud is about 50 or 60 feet in diameter. Its size covers almost the entire mountain top. From time to time, there is a roar and lightning spark coming out of this cloud, and it looks even weirder!

Everyone was watching the deafness, and suddenly a cold female voice came from the clouds.

“Senior Ching can let go, I want to say a few words to the two sisters. ”

“Hey, hey, sure!” A loud voice replied.

Listening to the voices of the two, Mrs. Fan and Zhuo Ruting changed slightly and looked at each other.

The other monks knew where the clouds came from, but their faces grew younger.

Han Li was also secretly shocked and, at a time of confusion, did not know which of the monks muttered.

“Wonderful sound door is so talented, how come Yuan Turtle Island's Chi Lao Monster is here! ”

The voice of this man is very low, but Han Li relied on the power of God to make this voice truly heard, and he couldn't help but feel it.

As soon as the words "Yuan Turtle Island” and "Chi Huo Old Monster” entered his ear, Han Li immediately remembered the origin of the clouds.

In his conversation with other monks, he has heard more than once about the fame of the Old Monster Chi Huo of Yuantao Island.

This man is famous very early, has reached the level of late Khmer Khmer Khmer, and is famous for his unpredictable kung fu magic, and is also famous for his cruelty and ruthlessness.

Many have asserted that this monster is one of the most likely monks to enter the Yuan infancy and will sooner or later become a giant monarch like the very Yin Ancestors. Therefore, no one dares to provoke him easily. Kind of a famous person.

But how did such a notorious magician get here? Is he really a good fighter?

Han Li immobilized and raised his vigilance, staring at the clouds.

At this point, the clouds rolled over and flew out of it a woman in purple blouse.

This woman has a long body and a light figure, but has a faint purple mask on her face that doesn't reveal her true face.

Mrs. Fan and Zhuo Ruting saw this woman appear and greeted her immediately.

“Sister Wang, why is the old monster here? Did you invite her? But that's not necessary!” Zhuoru Ting Xiu asked with a wrinkled low brow.

“Yes! This old geek is not a good temptation, I'm afraid it will be easy to invite the devil to send him away! And with our current manpower, that's enough!” Mrs. Fan also said with a heavy face and hidden a hint of dissatisfaction.

“Do you really think that the last time you robbed a monk was all the other guy's men?” The purple women ignored the fears of the two women and said lightly.

“Sister, what do you mean! Are there other tough people?” As soon as Mrs. Fan heard this remark, she immediately understood the surprised question of what purple clothes meant.

Zhuo Ruting also gave a surprising look.

“I was told that there was a late Khmer leader sitting in the nest. With the help of the two sisters, she was still weak, so she went to Yuantao Island and said that the old monster of the Red Fire had made a move!” The purple clothes woman said in understatement.

After listening to this, Mrs. Fan and Mrs. Fan revealed a half-hearted and half-hearted look at each other, they said nothing.

Though they also know that it must be a great price to pay for a magic trick such as the Old Fire Monster. But now is not the time to discuss these things, and we have to wait for this to happen before we think about anything else.

By then, the other monks on the top of the mountain had been gauged with a pair of beautiful eyes of purple clothes, nodded and seemed extremely satisfied.

“The two brothers invited Brother Knightan a little more than I expected. Plus, with the help of the Elderly Fire Monster, we must kill this evil in order to avenge the death of our mother!” The voices of purple women have become so cold and filled with endless killing machines.

“Don't worry, the two of us will avenge the snow!” Zhuo Ruting gently brushed his dark hair and said slowly.

“Nice, the doorman owes me both a huge favor. That's what we don't want, and we'll destroy each other.” Lady Fan was also the first to join the path in a sober manner.

After listening to this, the purple clothed woman was somewhat moved to give a gift to the two women.

“Two sisters have done their best this time! As agreed beforehand, as long as I can avenge my mother's death, one of the two sisters will take the seat of master of this wonderful sound gate! Wang Zheng will never greed this position!” The Purple Clothes woman said resolutely.

When the woman in the palace said this, Zhuo Ruxing's face revealed a slight complexity, open her mouth cherry lips wanted to say something, but still didn't say it.

Mrs. Fan listened to this remark, and although the colour of the divine remains calm, there is some irresistible excitement in her eyes.

……

“Tsk! I'm sure this is the Purple Spirit Fairy of Miaoyun Gate! It's a pity that a spell has been applied to your face. It's a shame!” Standing not far from Han Li, Monk, suddenly muttered to himself.

Han Li listened and moved in his heart.

The name of the Purple Spirit Fairy seems to have been mentioned. They say she looks beautiful and is one of the most famous beauties of the turbulent sea. Is this the woman?

Han Li looked at the purple clothed woman with a little surprise.

At that time, the purple clothed woman and Lady Fan finished their speeches and flew back to the clouds like a heavenly girl.

Then, under the solemn colour of the two beautiful ladies' doors, the crowd finally set out.

More than a dozen different brightnesses flew out of the mountain peaks, forming a loose formation and heading north all the way.

Han Lihe Qu Soul was in the middle and rear of the team, silently stunned head rush.

But the monk named Meng somehow flew to Han Li, laughing and talking.

“How did Han Daoyou agree to Fan Zuo's gang? Meng was obliged to return this favor because the next concubine was a close disciple of Fan Zuo's!” Is it true that Han Daoyou too...

“I don't have such a blessing as Daoist friends, Mrs. Fan just promised to send me something!” Han Li said without hesitation.

“That's too bad! Dude, the best thing about this fantastic sound door is, of course, those pretty flowery disciples. Especially the disciples who were personally transferred by the two doors, that's really...”

Han Li couldn't help but cry when he heard these words.

But this familiar phrase reminds him of Huang Maple Valley's big brother's annoyance. It really doesn't make him feel bad about this man.

Hence, in Han Li's unspoken arrangement, the entire team, led by the Miaotongmen, flew toward an unknown place.

……

Half a month later, the team finally came over a deserted island.

On this island, several other low-ranking disciples with wonderful soundgates have been waiting for a long time, and the hive of the bandits is on another unknown island not far from here, where other disciples are staring at them!

Knowing that all the evil repairs were in the nest * * did not go out, the Purple Spirit Fairy flew out of the clouds again, immediately let Brother Han and other monks rest for a while, tomorrow morning, when the other party is not ready, launched a sneak attack.

(Cough, we found the biological clock upside down, and it's really not easy to get it back. It makes us insensitive during the day and unable to sleep at night. It's utterly silent!) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support authors, support authentic reading!)