A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han Li took the ring and put it on a finger without hesitation.

The old man saw this slight smile.

“Well, you can go into town. Freedom of movement is allowed for a small half-day during the day and the city is under siege for the rest of the day. At the beginning of the war, the ring will naturally send you a message! Just wait in the cave.” After that, the old man slowly closed his eyes and stopped saying anything.

Han Li looked deeply at the old man and walked straight into the city.

Entering the gates, there are rare figures in the streets of Starling City at this moment. Only one or two monks can be seen occasionally flying through the sky. Most mortals hide in their homes, depressed.

Han stands up as usual, but his heart is glorified.

Depending on this situation, 89 out of 10 Fang Shi in the city must be closed. If he doesn't have what he needs on Naming Island in advance. I'm afraid I'm really going to have a headache right now.

Han Li lowered his smile and turned into a green rainbow flying into the air, then headed straight to the cave of Holy Mountain.

Han Li couldn't help but look down as he passed Fang Market at the foot of the Holy Mountain.

It turns out all the stores are closed, not a single ghost. Han Li shook his head gently, without stopping, and flew to the 39th floor of the Holy Mountain.

As soon as he entered the area of the Holy Mountain, Han Li felt more alert than the outer city. There are more than a dozen waves just to gauge his mind in the dark. But the good news is that after these yellow rings were swept into his hands, he automatically left, and no one showed up to question Han Li.

Han Li's eyebrows frowned, and there was even the Late Knight Master's divinity.

Han Li pretended to fly in front of his cave.

The ban outside the cave, like when he left, did not change at all.

Han stood outside the restraint and watched for a while, but sighed.

The outing was not long enough to plunge into the line of life and death several times, and even to have to abandon the cave, which had been here for almost a hundred years.

This really makes Han Li a little sad.

With a restraining token, he tacitly let go of the restraining, and the man slowly walked in.

Everything in the house naturally stays the same.

Han Li first glanced at the most concerned bug room and saw that all the phagocytes were safe before really worrying.

However, he immediately filled all the phagocytes with a prepared bag of spiritual beasts, and then went to the pharmacy to pick them up and put them all in storage bags.

After doing all this, Han Li sighed temporarily and slowly walked into the bedroom, lying in bed and starting to think about his future plans.

In order to be able to use the teleportation array to reach the outer space sea, it is necessary to kill a fellow Reverse Alliance Brother. This condition is not so difficult for him.

But Han Li feared that before the war began, the people of the star palace would know what might have happened to them. After all, he could not estimate when the old monsters would come out of the empty temple.

In the unlikely event that the old monster leaks this information, he is definitely dead.

Apart from that, he had a further concern.

Though unlikely, he was afraid that even if the conditions were met, what other tricks would be played at the top of the star palace, he would still be unable to use the transmission array with a dry gaze.

After all, even if the high echelons repent, what can these monks do to each other?

Thus, although he did not speak loudly at the gate of the city, he responded to the conditions of the star palace. But in the beginning, he didn't intend to wait honestly for the call of the star palace.

He intends to probe the perimeter of the transmission formation to see if it can be transported in secret. If his guard is really loose, he will naturally take the opportunity to escape.

As to whether or not this would completely offend the giant star palace, sooner or later he would be targeted by the old monsters of the dollar infancy, and he seemed to care about it.

Han Li fell asleep unconsciously in bed.

After a few breaks, his body and mind did get a little tired.

The next day, Han Li's spirit woke up shaking.

At dawn, he slowly walked out of the cave and flew into the air looking down.

Although the number of monks is still far from normal, the number is different from what it was yesterday when we entered the city.

It seems that during this period, you can move freely.

Han Li did not hesitate much, and flew around the neighborhood first. After seeing that no one was watching and paying attention to themselves, he went straight to the fiftieth floor.

The road was loose and tight. Soon, Han Li flew over the starry temple with the transmission array.

He did not stop for a moment and pretended to pass by, sweeping over the main hall.

But in a short moment, Han Li's divine mind snuck into the palace.

It also began smoothly, with almost no obstruction penetrating most of the outer palace. But as soon as God came close to the inner part of the temple, he suddenly appeared a two-color prohibition in blue and yellow.

Fortunately, Han Li was quick and hastily retracted his divine sense without really touching this prohibition.

At the same time, his face sank.

Although it is estimated that this restraint should not prevent the forced invasion of his divine mind. But in this way, the attention of the monks in the palace will be startled, and Han Li will not do such a stupid thing.

In the air, his eyebrows couldn't help but lock.

Because of the forbidden relationship, he did not detect the number and cultivation of the remaining monks in the palace. But Yuan Baby Brother, it shouldn't be here. At most, there are mid or late knotted monks in the palace, that's great!

After all, this starry sky palace will not receive much attention from the higher levels of the star palace than other important places.

Han Li flew far enough away before taking a big circle, slightly off some of the original routes, and flew back again.

This time passing by the side of the star palace, Han Li was somewhat unwillingly releasing the god again to see if he could find what was forbidden by this palace.

However, no leaks in the prohibition were detected, but a loud and mute voice suddenly penetrated the ear.

“Zhang Daoyou, how's it going? What did the guy who guarded the transmission line say, 3,000 Spirit Stones, can't one man do it? That's the best we can do. ”

Han Li heard this, first surprised, then moved in his heart.

The two monks, who flew fast and at low altitude, glanced at the light and slowed down.

These two monks, one middle-aged man with a black gray shirt and the other a skinny cutter with yellow muscles, were both modded in the middle of the foundation period.

What was just said was that the elderly man with the dark face was a little anxious to ask.

The two were cautious and whispered alone in a deserted place, but under the cover of Han Li's mighty god, they could still be heard without a word.

“Shh! Be careful. Still the audio fades over this thing.” The sharpener looked down somewhat nervously, while Han Li instantly concealed his figure and immediately entered a state of restraint. Of course he didn't find anything.

Meanwhile, Han Li retracted the gods from the rest of the world and concentrated on both of them, ready to forcibly eavesdrop on their voices.

This is also Han Li's awareness is so much more than two people that God can do it unwittingly. Otherwise, the other Khmer Brothers would only be able to eavesdrop on the sounds of the two if they were accompanied by a few rare top-level secrets.

“Although the other side and a little distant relatives down there, the risk of letting people go to the alien sea in private is considerable. He said," Unless there's one 5,000 spirit stones, don't even think about it. "Again, it depends on whether we are all foundational monks or not for the star palace. If it were a knotted monk, he would give him more spirit stones, and he would never let go of half of them.” The grinning man laughed bitterly, some helpless rumors.

“Five thousand, he really thinks of us as fat sheep. We're just a foundational bulk. Where do we put so many spirit stones?” Black-faced middle-aged people with ugly faces roared, but they finally knew how to say it with sound.

“It is too dangerous to remain in the Inland Sea. We may be involved in this catastrophe at any time. There will be no life left. What use will there be for a spirit stone? After all, we have guessed that the power of the Star Palace and the Alliance is similar, and it is likely that the war will last for years or even decades. I don't want to hide and hide all day long. As for the spirit stone, we should all have a lot of rare material on our backs. Needlessly compact can also act as a spiritual stone to resist each other. That guy would still sell me that face.” The grinding man sighed and persuaded him to say.

“This is not working! Are we all going to lose our lives in order to get to the alien sea? I said what I didn't want.” The black-faced middle-aged man shook his head as if he were a slave to his fortune.

“Forget it. I'll see how the others decide this.” Skinny men seem to be equally distressed, some reluctant to say.

(There is another chapter in the evening. The weather has been really bad lately. It's a little cold, a little hot, and I accidentally have a fever again. It's really depressing. Everyone should be more careful and wear more. Don't get beat up.) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support authors, support authentic reading!)