A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han Li was bold and still felt his heart swinging and dizzy.

He withstood the discomfort in his heart and gazed for a moment, but he still had nothing to look back at.

His divine knowledge, though powerful, is so deep that it cannot be detected.

Then Han Li walked straight to the attic without hesitation.

Closer to the attic, it showed its grandeur, at least three or four times the size of an ordinary attic.

The entrance to the pavilion is a semi-circular arch with two lengths high and a yellow screen enclosing the arch.

When Han Li arrived in front of the door, he measured the light screen.

Thinking slightly, the blue light flashed on his hand and a long sword light appeared on his hand.

Han Li gently fingered the green sword and gently poked it onto the light screen.

Rippled, swordlight inserted easily, without any obstruction.

In this case, Han Li was a little surprised, but soon the green sword light came out and extended his arm in the same way.

Kind of cool, like wrapped in a bunch of liquid.

Han Li stopped hesitating to move forward and disappeared through the light screen.

But after passing through the arch, Han Li stood in the attic.

A row of rounded tall jade tables appeared in front of them. These jade tables were made of white crystalline beautiful jade with dense numbness distributed in front of Han Li.

Shimmering brightness on the stone table, semi-circular shields of varying colors are buttoned upside down on the countertops, and everything seems to be there.

Han Li's eyes slightly shrunk, revealing a slight color of excitement.

By the time he saw the word "Bao Guangkou", he had guessed that he was likely to have hit luck, and that there were eight or nine ancient treasures hidden in this pavilion.

But now that the attic is empty, it seems that the people who used to take this passage have either chosen the ancient treasure and been moved out or reached the second floor.

Thinking about this, Han Li looked at the table and found that there was no half-circle mask on the individual table, but it looked empty.

And the staircase leading to the second floor?

Han Li got bored in his mind. After sweeping around, I didn't even notice!

Curiosity led him to look again and again, and his eyes fell on a more special jade table.

Behind the attic on the first floor, this jade stands alone, flat and engraved with dark obscure symbols.

Han Li's eyes turned only a few laps above, and judging by his own method of formation, it was a singularly simple transmission array.

After two deep glances, he retracted his gaze and slowly walked along a row of balconies, browsing the ancient treasures on the balcony.

Han's eyebrows wrinkled as he looked at one piece.

“These ancient treasures, a little too many times, right? ”

After watching only dozens of jade tables, Han Li completely lost interest, standing on his shoulders muttering in place, revealing a hint of doubt on his face.

These things on the jade table really don't bear the name of "ancient treasures", each of which is either a longo or an ancient style such as a trident.

Despite the flashing of treasures of different colors, Han Li knew that these things were similar to the flying swords, flying knives and other treasures now used by the monks in the wilderness, and that there would generally be no surprising magic.

Of course not. They're really useless!

It's just that Han Li can't naturally see these layers after having such a pharmacopoeia as Bamboo Cloud Swords. What he wants more is an ancient treasure like the basket of flowers with a special deity.

Though I thought about it, I was afraid I'd missed something. Han Li looked at all the jade tables with a strong spirit.

As a result, Han Li sighed and no longer hesitated to go to the transmission array.

He believes there should be some difference on the second floor.

After installing several spiritual stones on the transmission array, Han stood in a white light to the new premises.

Is this the second floor of Bao Guangkou?

Han Li narrowed his eyes slightly and stared forward, his lips closed tightly.

There is not much space here except for a large spherical mask not far in front of you and nothing that is empty around.

This mask, which is about a dozen feet tall, emits a soft blue light and is extremely visible at the center of the second floor, just above ground level.

There are dozens of ancient treasures of various shapes floating quietly inside.

There are book rolls, jade cards, round bowls, black handkerchiefs and other things that Han Li knows and has not recognized. There is no such thing as duplication.

Seeing this place, Han Li was delighted and knew he was in the right place.

But these things are so obviously put here. If they were collected, they would have been scratched apart by the old monks. It's not his turn.

Think of it this way, Han Li slowly walked toward the spherical shield with his hands upside down, and then turned around it for three or four laps before stopping.

One mouth, a small green sword with a long inch sprayed out of Han's mouth.

After a few laps over the top of his head, right under the thought of Han Li, he suddenly stuck to the bottom of the light shield for a green light diameter.

“Bang” sounded softly, the mask flashed with a bright blue light where the little sword was stuck, the green light actually bounced back directly, failing to work half way.

Seeing this scene, Han Li was not angry with the revulsion.

The more so, the more precious the ancient treasures in the spherical light mask are illustrated.

Han facade opened his mouth again with excitement, spraying nine small swords in a row. After a long burst of noise on Han Li's head, these swords synthesized a luminous giant sword.

“Chop” Han Liguo shouted.

The giant sword slashes Hua Mountain with all its strength. With no politeness against the mask is a sword.

“Boom”, the moment the wall of the giant sword cover touched, a few long gaps were broken.

Han Li revealed a touch of happiness.

But before waiting for anything else to be done, a powerful force suddenly came from inside, the sound of the giant sword "so” was rebounded.

And when the blue light flashed in that gap, it responded as if it were the beginning.

Han Li was first surprised and then gloomy. Touched his chin and looked again at the spherical mask.

Soon Han Li's face slowed and smiled slightly.

He punched a finger at the giant sword and let it unravel in a sound of clarity, transforming it into nine small swords that flew back to his body.

Then, without hesitation, he reached out to the waist and sacrificed a bag full of golden worms.

The buzz was loud and a bug of gold and silver came out of the bag.

Han Likou whistled, and the insect herd immediately rushed up. instantly crawled to the bottom of the spherical shield.

A moment later, the wall was bitten out of a three- or four-foot circular hole by a herd of insects in front of Han Li.

The blue light of the mask rose, and the hole shrunk rapidly in a twist, recovering three points faster than the phagocytosis devoured.

Han Li did not dare to be lazy at first sight. Immediately, he became an elongated green light and flew into it from the unclosed round hole.

The walls are back together at this time.

After the green light converged, Han Li's figure appeared in the mask.

Looking at the dozens of ancient treasures that revealed an ancient smell not far from him, he also floated gently, showing a little excitement on his face.

But Han Li didn't dare to stay here for long. He was anxious to release the god and detect the spiritual strength of these ancient treasures.

But the face immediately became a little bitter, and the divine sense could not be separated from the body at this time.

In this way, he can only pick one by intuition and experience.

After thinking helplessly, Han Li could only glance at one piece with his eyes wide open.

Weird Blade? No, it's an aggressive treasure at first glance. He's not rare.

A token? No, look at the image of a monster attached to it. It should drive some spiritual beast spirits to use, just like the axes he used to get.

What's this for? He can't see any use at all, forget it!

……

Han Li stared and whispered in his heart, removing one piece of ancient treasure.

Ultimately, Han Li circled three items.

One is a golden yellow oval mirror, one is a five-tone copper ring attached together, and the last is a dark red wide cape.

Han Li of course has his own thoughts on these three items.

Needless to say, almost none of the golden yellow mirrors are magical and powerful treasures as long as they are mirror-like treasures in the world of immortality repair.

Han Li certainly doesn't want to miss it.

The five colored brass rings that are stringed together may contain five rows of properties at the same time. Although I don't know what the Divine Spirit is, the power will certainly not be small.

As for the last cape…… (to be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)