A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

I met several villagers along the way, thought Han Li's face was a bit strange, curious to look a few times, but who came up to question what.

Han Li easily reached his destination.

Looking at the obsolete black stone house in front of him, Han Li hesitated for a moment before pushing forward slightly, but the stone gate thread did not move.

Is there anything else wrong with this door? Han Li was slightly surprised. But he took a deep breath and his arms suddenly gave him 10% of their strength.

Though he has not practiced any external martial arts, he can also have hundreds of kilograms of strength after foundation building and marrow washing.

“Creaking” sounds, heavily transmitted. Although very slow, the door was finally pushed open inches by inches.

This made Han Li see, happy in his heart.

That's when he realized that for some reason, the door was more than twice as thick as a regular stone door. So heavy, no wonder I almost thought the machine was on the door.

Han stood flashing, stepped into the house, and the smell of rotting shadows swept across the face.

His face tightened and Han Li held his breath in a hurry.

After a moment, the outside air poured in and the atmosphere gradually returned to normal.

He spits a light breath and measures the situation in the house through the light outside the door.

Simple and unusual, except for a row of stone tablets about the size of a row around the corner, there is just a rough stone table in the house.

The stone tablet is about two inches wide and about two inches tall, which is quite huge. Han Li couldn't help but look at it.

And on that stone table, there was no book or bamboo or anything like that. There are only a few seemingly dark spells.

Han Li's face quickly disappeared. Instead, he thought about it and smiled dumbly.

This is not the outside world, where to find paper and bamboo wood. Something like Jade Jane is naturally more unusable without spiritual power.

And these tablets, obviously, are the classics of what's written here. Above, it must be the hearts and minds of the monks left behind.

As for the magic instruments on the stone table, it seems that they are the same as those of their own flying swords. They have not yet been harvested by the master, even the human possessions have been ingested here. Naturally, it will not be able to be reinstated in the storage bag.

Those storage bags, Hanri didn't see any of them in the house. It seems that the owners have a different approach, which is not shown here.

After looking at the situation in the house, Han randomly walked to a tablet and swept his eyes twice.

It was covered with thick dust and a patch of dust, and I couldn't see what was inscribed on it.

After frowning, Han Li didn't want to get dirty enough to come forward, then tear off a coat and gently wipe it up.

A moment later, a clear and visible inscription appeared.

This is not a word that is now circulating in the immortal world, but a less common ancient text. But it's good that Han Li's involvement is relatively complicated, and it's easy to identify.

But Han Li only looked at this tablet and lost interest.

This is just a ground-building monk who writes about his lifelong experiences. Han Li is naturally not interested in seeing more. Immediately turned to the other tablets.

There are more than twenty stone tablets in this house. When Han Li rubbed the sixth tablet, he finally stayed in a divine motion. This is exactly what he was looking for, a cultivation retained by the Yuan Baby Brother.

Han Li stood still in front of the tablet, not knowing how long later, finally exhaled, revealing a complex divine color on his face.

“There are so many taboos about condensation. If I didn't know about these things, I wouldn't have a very good chance of succeeding if I had nine curves to complement them. What a blessing to fall into this gloomy land this time!” Han muttered to himself a few words.

Although there is no specific cultivation method engraved on this tablet, the nameless Yuan Baby Monk has documented his experience from foundation building to knot dan to condensation Yuan Baby. Let Han Li take a look and surprise his heart. With the fingertips of the experience of the Nuan Baby Brother, he could take fewer turns and avoid some misconceptions that had originally condensed the Nuan Baby.

After looking at this tablet several times, confirming that there was really nothing missing, Han Li turned his face satisfied and looked at the remaining tablet.

He originally wanted to leave, but thinking about it, since we've all seen a little bit and a half, the rest of the tablets might as well be read together, and it's good to have some insight.

Hence, Han Li looked down lightly.

The remaining tablets, indeed, have nothing useful to him on them. Even though there are some mantras on it, it is impossible for him to see the Yin Dynasty of Huaixuan.

Han Li saw the last piece after a meal time.

His distracted mind swept away the dust, and after a few dozen measurements of the tablet, his face showed unexpected consternation.

The stone tablets in front of us are quite different from the ones in front of us. The density and numbness of the stone tablets inscribed the details of how many meters of grain size is unknown, and the text is far smaller than the comparable ones in front.

And Han Li swept away, and the text on it was two distinct forms, one ordinary ancient language he knew and the other demonic beast text he had seen many times.

Han Li's curiosity arose and looked closely at it.

As a result, Han Li got slightly excited.

This tablet specializes in teaching a scripture of demonic scripture. And extremely detailed, the word explains, it is definitely engraved on a monk who knows the demonic language as well.

Although Han Li couldn't have seen it, he grabbed it immediately. But it is not difficult to really grasp the words of the demonic tribe after slowly grasping it behind its back.

In this way, the demonic copper film and the scroll of the beast paper that he obtained in the first place can understand what demonic power is recorded above.

Han Li doesn't want to go so much as to see if humans can really practice the Kung Fu methods of the Demon Nation.

Even if those martial arts are of no use to him, learning these demonic scripts will only be good for him. Who knows if they will be useful in the future?

After all, this is a rare opportunity!

Over a longer period of time, Han Li relied on his ability to remember, and Harsheng memorized the inscription on both sides of the tablet without a word.

Then he took a long breath and left the house. As for the manipulators on the table, he didn't even look at them.

Out of the stone house, Han Li circled around the village a few times, saw some strange buildings, he also took a closer look and talked to the nearby villagers.

Fortunately, the natives in the village seemed simplistic. Although they could not talk about how enthusiastic they were about him as a stranger, they knew nothing about it.

Han Li used it to quickly figure out some common sense things about the Yin Dynasty.

For example, because there is no iron ore or anything like that, there are only a few very hard animal bones to make weapons.

Of course, it's not that these bones can be used directly as weapons, but that they can be immersed in a liquid called "sunken water."

In this way, not only are these skeletal materials harder than the previous three points, but they can also be accompanied by some forces of shadow fire, formed into blades, which are more special in the killing of the beast.

However, because the fire cannot last, these weapons are re-soaked with "sunken water" at short intervals, so that their lethality is not diminished.

This makes Han Li a little curious about the so-called "sinking water”!

Besides, this gloomy place has a few days of wind and wind every month. During these days, most areas will have a dark, icy wind, during which humans will not be able to travel at all. Once clouded by these shadows, man will surely turn into a black ice sculpture. It is only in the village that the people of the village can be safely protected by some spells.

But on the contrary, on a cloudy day, instead, the most active time of the Yin Dynasty, which often occurs today, is when a single or mass of Yin Dynasty beasts strike a village. Let the people in the village always be concerned.

Han Li inquired a lot about such news. Even when he moved, he asked about the white-eyed person who seemed to be unfriendly to him.

Only then did we know that this person's last name, Feng, was also an outsider who had been sucked into the country in previous years.

But the man didn't know what he was doing, but he had a staggering martial arts that killed powerful beasts several times. It is important to the village, which is why young people are recommended as elders in the village. Specializing in the teaching of martial arts to young people in the village. Among young people, prestige is not low.

Han Li listened to this, and although he couldn't talk about what he was afraid of, he also frowned and found it a bit tricky.

After a while in the village, Han Li slowly walked to his house.

Just outside the door, Han Li heard a man's voice coming from inside the house.

“Well, what I just said is true. As long as Miss May is willing to marry Feng, not only will there be absolutely no food worries in the future, but she will not have to leave the village often to risk her life. Feng has been single for so many years, not an abusive person, but really took a heart for the girl.” The middle-aged man with the last name Feng arrived in the house sometime. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)