A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“Hmm! What happened when I found out? With you and me, we can go back to the haunted fog. Frontal battle, we are not rivals of the former Baby Brothers. But who has the magic of our ghost warfare?” The thick male voice said uncomfortably.

“What do you know? At least three or four of the former infant monks here have the magic treasure and special divinity to restrain our ghost warfare. If you want to die, don't get me involved. Otherwise, don't blame me for not being faithful, I'll destroy you now. The young monk was naturally the one on the basebone, and his voice was frozen at the time.

“Why do you have to be angry with your basebone brother? My husband just stopped talking. But you promised me you'd find the right thing to do. You can't keep your word! Otherwise, why would I give you a handful of essence and be willing to let you out of the fog?” The man seemed a bit grotesque and angry, but in the end he couldn't help but remind himself of what was most worrying.

“Don't worry! Since I need you to help me deal with that traitor, it's easier to move after the flesh. And you and I are pathetic, all halfway through the cultivation of ghosts, and I will keep my word?” The man on the basebone said indifferently.

“Hey, hey! I'm relieved to have a friend.” After saying this, the thick voice disappeared from the brain of the man on the basebone.

This gave a slight sigh of relief and then sat back against a small tree and into a false sleep.

Little over time, more and more monks emerge from the haunted fog, and more and more wolves.

Even a few of you, at first glance, look like you're badly hurt. Without a few years of static repair, it is not likely to be possible to restore the original repair.

But even so, the faces of these people show irresistible joy.

After all, as long as the ghost fog is passed, at least some can be obtained, rarely seen in the outside world.

As monks emerged, bringing the number here to as many as sixty or seventy, the number of new monks suddenly decreased.

It took half a day before a few people occasionally came out of it.

And that young monk, who initially accompanied the Purple Spirit Fairy, was among them.

But his clothes were untidy, his face grey, and he looked like he had lost a fortune.

As soon as the young man got here, he rushed to find something. Without seeing the trace of Purple Spirit Fairy, his face looked anxious and uncertain.

At this time, Ancestral Xuan Yin and Xuan Xiang also got a little upset because they had not seen Han Li's tracks.

The Xuan Guo is fine, although his heart is a little impatient, his face can still remain calm.

Extremely Yin Ancestors can be a little impatient to press, from time to time, open their eyes, sweep into the haunted fog around them, and then unwillingly close them again.

In fact, according to the shady nature of this person, he would not have behaved so badly at all, but what Han stood for was really the key to his trip to collect treasure, which made him lose some ground.

Most people didn't pay attention to this move, but the old man sitting on a tray nearby caught sight of it and coughed softly, slowly asking:

“Is there anyone who misses Daoyou among those who have not yet arrived? ”

After saying this, the old man stared closely at the very Yin Ancestor and revealed his suspicion.

“It's not much of a mistress, it's just a little guy who once had an affair, an interesting younger generation!” As soon as the very yin ancestors heard this, they regained their normal colors and said plainly.

“Interesting senior? At that time, Udao will introduce the husband. I have always liked to carry potential backwards.” The old man in Confucian shirt had a strange glimmer in his eyes and said with a smile on his face.

“This old fox! Doubt is really good.” The very yin ancestor saw this, cursed in the heart.

But there was only a helpless answer.

Han Li hasn't shown up so far, making him unbelievably upset, and he can't care less about the opportunity to fight each other. I simply closed my eyes again and forced myself into meditation.

At the same time, that thick voice sounded again in the mind of the man in the blue bone in a corner.

“Subdued bones, haven't you got your help yet? You won't be swallowed up by that ghost! It's too weak for such a helper to come.” There seems to be some sense of happiness in this statement.

The basebone sighed, knowing that with each other's personality, it was really impossible to let them talk.

He can't really destroy each other, after all, this one is of great use to him!

And so far, no one has thrown a strange look at him. Looks like a few short words are going to be fine.

To think of it, the basebone said uncomfortably:

“This man is more mysterious! Though he is not old enough to be repaired to only the early level of Knightan, he will never be killed by any powerful ghost. Even if you run into him, it's either the soul is scattered or you run away. Don't underestimate this man. ”

“In the early days of knockout? You underestimate me too much. A monk like this, I only need one mouth to drain the blood from him.” The loud voice said in disbelief.

“Didn't you also suffer from my Golden Thunderbamboo's Extinction Arrow? Do you have a way of dealing with the Golden Thunder Sword of the same material?” The basebone laughed coldly.

“Golden Thunderfly Sword? Are you kidding me? The only piece of gold thunderbamboo, didn't it refine to make the Exorcism Arrow? How could there be any more Golden Thunder Bamboo?” As soon as the voice heard this, it silenced, but then it was filled with doubts.

“Hey, hey! It's true, you'll find out. But don't say I didn't warn you! In addition to Golden Thunder Bamboo, this man has some tricky tools. Otherwise, in the name of my subdued bones, why join forces with an ordinary Khmer Brother”. The hypothalamus no longer cares about each other, and the deaf and deaf eyes take care of themselves.

The thick voice, also interesting, asked nothing more, wondering whether or not it was considering the true and false statements made by the people on the Xuan bone.

After waiting for a few more hours, when the person on the basebone also showed impatience and suspected what happened to Han Li. In the haunted fog on one side, the fog rolled up, and then a large piece of haunted fog suddenly went one side to the other, coming out of it side by side three people.

Exactly the second daughter of Han Li and Zi Ling Fairy.

Beautiful women Yuan Yao is still covered in black robes, masking the beauty of flowers.

After seeing so many people in front of him, Han Li was somewhat surprised. But after the sweep, he walked towards a deserted place without hesitation.

Purple Spirit Fairy and Yuan Yao heart have a heartfelt look at each other, without hesitation want to be the same as the past.

But then, a silhouette flashed.

A young man with a handsome green shirt rushed up and asked eagerly at the Purple Spirit Fairy:

“Great! Purple Spirit, there's nothing wrong with you. I've been worried about you!” After saying this, he hastily took another step and wanted to see if the woman had any injuries and looked extremely concerned!

“Brother Li, am I all right?” When the Purple Spirit fairy met this man, her footsteps had to be stopped. After a smile, her face became gloomy and uncertain.

Yuan Yaodai looked at her and followed her by herself.

Han Li, who had just found a place to stand alone, turned around and saw that the woman named Yuan Yao had actually followed him. He couldn't help but be surprised.

But he immediately frowned slightly and said:

“Yuan Girl, we're out of ghost fog. Anything else you want to come with me? ”

Although Han Li was very impressed with the woman's appearance, she was also slightly moved. Here, however, he did not intend to act with outsiders and immediately uttered a thousand miles of rejection.

Han Li's unsolicited words did not make Yuan Yao this woman angry, but she sighed slightly and said:

“Brother Han, follow Daoyou, Yuan Yao is also helpless! Daoyou should also know that my Pharaoh had lost his energy during the Ghost King War and could no longer be used. And this vain temple is very dangerous. The little girl can only know Brother Han, and this is the only way to do it. You won't see Yuan Yao die here! ”

At the end of the speech, the black robe woman's eyes were slightly red, and the appearance of tears burst into tears, making Han Li's eyebrows more and more powerful.

“Yuan Girl! Now that you've said that, I need to ask you something first. I am not a righteous gentleman, benevolent heart, but I do not want to be used for nothing and I do not know it.” In the face of the woman's dark eyes, Han Li asked in a calm and unseen manner.

“Han Daoyou can ask me anything, as long as it doesn't involve any privacy, Yuan Yao will definitely satisfy Brother Han!” The woman saw that Han Li had no sense of pity for the jade, and she was secretly a little upset. But she did have to take something on her trip, so she hesitated and nodded softly.

“My question is simple: What are the clear objectives of Yuandou's trip? How many levels are you going to break? Explain again, what was the appearance of panic when you first met me, what was hidden in it, what was the big trouble? I don't want to get involved in anything.” Han Li's hands were behind his back, staring at the woman and asking slowly, his eyes didn't blink. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)