A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Just as Han Li was silent about Silver Moon, she asked again.

“I haven't really understood, since the Ming Qing Ling Shui has little effect on the monks beyond the foundation stage. Why would Brother Han want it?” There is a slight doubt in this woman's words.

“This is because the Hidden Sword Peak people are wrong about one thing. That Ming Qing Ling Shui did not have any effect on the high-order monks, but the high-order monks had some ability to see through simple illusion and mist after washing the medulla easily. So if you just scrub it for a little bit, you naturally don't see what it does. If we had more incredible magic in the eyes of the knotted brothers, it would have been to refine that drop of alcoholic liquid to wash the eyes of a high-ranking brother-in-law, and it would not have been enough. In this way, it would be more obvious to become a whole number of lower-order monks.” Han Li listened to the question and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

“How did Brother Han know about this?” The Silver Moon sounded a little surprised,

“It's nothing. When I was in the turbulent sea, I saw it in an ancient book. It shouldn't be fake.” Han Li replied.

“Does Brother Han mean to think?” Silver moon exhaled softly.

“Yes, I would like to take this opportunity to approach the Spirit Eye Tree and see if I can get the root of the Spirit Tree. Then go back and cook with a vial. By then, I should have access to as many clear spiritual waters and Ding Ling Dan as possible. And of course, the formula for both, naturally, is getting it.” Han Li said, not slowly.

“Oh, Brother Han, this law is indeed once and for all. In this way, Daoist only needs to move forward 10. It's still a bit more sudden, but it's much safer than winning the championship.” Silver Moon agrees.

Han Li smiled and was about to say something else. His eyes swept down to one side and he couldn't help but sigh softly.

In the distance on one side, a red and xia flies in, wrapped in a hidden lady with a peach blossom and a cold frost. It was the Sister Mu who placed him in the pharmacy and stopped asking questions.

As soon as the woman approached, she also saw an unexpected color on Han Li's gorgeous face, which had been parked halfway across the sky.

But then the usual speed slowed and stopped next to Han Stand.

“Did you also receive a message to go to Tianquan Peak?” The woman was insensitive, she said.

“Yes, Uncle Curtain! I don't know what happened. Why did the Peak Lord call all disciples?” Han Li Shenzhen calmly returned.

“I don't know. But it should have something to do with a sword test.” Mu Zheng briefly replied, then looked at Han Li's sword, his eyebrows wrinkled suddenly:

“Although your flying sword is a superior weapon, it is not a special flying weapon. I'll give you a ride with the stars! Saved time.” After saying this, the Mu surname woman was not forced to say anything by Han Li. The red ribbon-shaped magic apparatus suddenly rose and turned into a piece of red Xia facing Han Li under the hood.

Han Li saw the situation, but had no intention of resisting. Let the woman pull him together onto the tool and wrap him in the red light, flying away together.

“I gave you the Xuan Ice Cream, did you practice? Practicing this will not add to your basic work, but once you have a little bit, you can use several powerful water attribute spells. You built the foundation successfully. This method will definitely translate smoothly into your major. Practice harder, it won't do you any harm.” As the woman flew, she swept across Han and said with no expression.

What else can Han Li say when he hears this? Said he had practiced Ding Pot. If the other party wants to see it, use his cultivation to imitate some water attribute technique, naturally there is no problem.

Luckily, the woman seemed to be just asking, and there was nothing left to say.

Hence, Han Li smelled the faint scent emanating from each other and was taken all the way to Tianquan Peak.

Silver Moon knew that this was not the time to talk to Han Li. Since the arrival of the Mu surname girl, she has calmed down in Han Li's mind.

Just as they were approaching Tianquan Peak, Han Li stood behind the woman and looked up into the sky in a glance.

A moment later, a green light flew down from high altitude, blocking the two before the light of the curtain name women.

“Sister Mu! I haven't seen you for a long time. What have you been up to lately? Why didn't you return a note for your brother?” In Han Li's astonishing eyes, the opposite glow revealed a monkey's parchment monk, in his thirties. It was that day that stopped new introductory monks such as Han Li and tried to recruit two hard-won monks.

As soon as the woman saw the man, her complexion changed slightly, but then she sank her face and said:

“By the command of the Lord of the Peaks, I gathered back to the mountains. How dare you stop me? ”

“Hee-hee! Master Mu said something. How dare I? I just want to ask my sisters if they have received a letter from your father. You see, both of our elders have agreed to my marriage. We shouldn't be discussing the day.” Yan said with a smile.

At the same time, she looked at the fullness and beauty of women and looked at greed.

However, when he glanced at Han Li behind the woman, he couldn't help but slightly flash, and then a tiny shade of cold flashed.

The surnamed Mu maiden seemed to see the ghost thoughts of the other party. In her eyes flashed a hint of disgust, her face frosted with scolding:

“What are you thinking? This is Master Han's nephew, whom I have been entrusted to teach. It has nothing to do with us. As for the marriage that was promised to you within the tribe, how can one of the middle and late descendants of my district oppose the meaning of the middle elders of the tribe? But when I'm willing to double fix it with you, it's naturally up to me. When did you fix it to be like me? I'll think about double fixing, otherwise you'll never touch one of my fingers in your life. ”

This woman obviously hated this person so much that she didn't give her good face to each other.

Brother Yan listened to the cold-blooded woman, her face turned red and white for a while.

But when he wanted to say anything else, the woman with the curtain surname had already impatiently raised her eyebrows, and after a grunt in her mouth, she drove the magic instrument with all her powers. After the magnification of the red light, he took Han Li and swept over the head of the Yan surname monk.

Brother Yan was in such a hurry that he wanted to go after him. But when I thought about it, I stopped there in a slight discoloration.

Han Li looked back at the person and saw a grudging look in his face.

“Uncle Mu, is this man engaged to you?” Han Li hesitated for a while and asked somewhat strangely.

The Yan surname of the monk is only the early cultivation of the foundation, while the Mu surname of the woman is the mid-term construction of the foundation. The appearance of the two is more heavenly, how could this woman's family want this woman to double cultivate each other? Han Lixin also mumbled a little.

Although there is some confusion in the mind, Han Li did not want to ask this question.

The anger on this woman's face, now she's just not interested in asking. But this seemed to be ignored without asking. It seems even more undesirable.

So knowing that he might be confronted with this woman's cold eyes, or simply a reprimand, he still screamed.

“About me, my nephew, don't ask!” As soon as Han Li did not expect it, Han Li said it with cold eyes and no feelings.

Hence, Han Li's face naturally pretended to be awkward and immediately shut up.

At the same time, however, that expression was made. Han Li heard Silver Moon sneer in his head. But then the silence went silent.

It was very close to Springs Peak that day. So the Mu maiden carried Han Li, and after a little while, flew into a huge platform at the waist of the mountain.

On this platform, Yishan built a small palace, ancient and fragrant, with a silver plaque on it, with the words “Heartwashing Palace”.

At this moment, a pair of huge black wooden doors are closed, this is where the disciples of Tianquan Peak gather to discuss matters.

Outside the Palace of the Heart, many male and female disciples, as many as five or six hundred, have stood in a dense and numb manner. These people are three, three, five, five, or cross over, or whisper something.

Nonetheless, these are just breath refining disciples. No foundation-building monks were seen in it.

The cold-blooded woman fell directly in front of the palace after a circle.

All the monks nearby paid respectful greetings.

After a wave of hands, the woman walked towards the palace without any hesitation.

Not knowing what method it used, after a gentle tap, the palace door flashed a fine stitch.

The woman walked in unusual. The palace door is closed again.

Han Li looked at the shadow of the woman's disappearance. When she shook her head and was about to mix into the crowd, she found many disciples nearby, but looked at him with a surprising gaze. Some of the disciples far away pointed at her. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)