A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han Li touched his chin, his mind swept away, and many people mumbled and talked into his ears.

“Who is this man? ”

“What a strange face, a new disciple? ”

“Why did Uncle Mu come with this man? ”

“This man and Uncle Mu are related, right? Uncle Mu, who has never been with a male monk, how can you come with this man! ”

……

A string of questions and envious words were truly heard by Han Li.

Han Li's face is the usual color, but his heart can sigh a secret sigh. The next few steps left the palace door and plunged into the crowd.

Even so, Han Li can still feel a lot of gaze on himself.

“Brother Han, I didn't expect to see you again.” At this moment, behind him suddenly came a seemingly exhilarating voice.

Han Li glanced back.

Just a few miles behind him, standing a big man, a big man named "Du Dong”.

At this moment, he greeted Han Li with a smile on his face.

After Han Li's eyes flashed a strange color, a smile appeared on his face. He hugged his fist with an unusual courtesy:

“It turns out it's Brother Doo. I don't know, how is Brother Jiang's place?” Master Jiang of Han Likou was the one who took the old man's white hair that day.

“Okay, that's good.” Big guy chuckled, seemed so thick.

Han Li smiled coldly, but apparently talked to each other about their experiences of breaking up.

According to the other party, it seems that the old man with white hair thinks that he has a charm talent, which means he needs to be cultivated again. Speaking of which, Du Dong's face looked delightful, as if he was excited.

Han Li listened, but felt some sympathy for the old man with white hair. This person focuses on cultivating who can't, and has to cultivate this bad guy. Most of them will be involved in the future.

With this in mind, Han Li naturally didn't remind Uncle Jiang of what he meant. There is still a word with the big man without a word.

But at this moment, the big man suddenly had a mysterious color on his face and said to Han Li:

“Brother Han, you know what? It is specifically responsible for pointing out your uncle Mu Shi, but our first beautiful woman in Tianquan Peak, is in the entire Fall Cloud Sect, and can also be ranked in the top three. Now that you're here with Uncle Mu, I'm afraid you've caused a lot of disturbances. ”

“Not afraid, but already!” Han Li smiled bitterly, sweeping around, helplessly said.

“But my brother and Uncle Mu came together. Has Uncle told you anything about this party?” Du Dongkou's wind changed and seemed carelessly casual to ask.

“Oh, this. Did Brother Doo hear anything? Why don't you tell your brother?” Han's face was unchanged, but his eyes changed to a smiling, non-smiling look, and he looked at each other with great depth.

The big man had a generous smile. Under Han Li's eyes, his heart was singled out. Suddenly there is a feeling that the other person sees through the details.

Heartfelt terrified for a while.

But then Han stood back and looked in the other direction, and this feeling vanished immediately without a trace. As if it were a delusion, it startled this man to wonder,

However, Dahan also hid from staying with Han Li, smiled and spoke to Han Li a few more words, then left to another familiar Brother Tianquan Peak.

Han Li looked at his departed figure and his face flashed with irony. At this moment, the voice of the Silver Moon was remembered in his mind.

“Brother Han, are you deliberately dismissing each other, not afraid that this person will suspect you in the future, and thus disadvantage you? ”

“This man is unidentified, but it must be nothing good to mix with the clouds. I don't want to get into more contact with him, and I want him to be more proactive in alienating me, better! If something really happened, save me the trouble. As for some doubts, what does that have to do with anything? What can he do to me if he is pregnant with a ghost? Just be careful with me one or two at best. Even if he tried to sneak up on me, do you think he could succeed? And I have no intention of stopping each other. I just don't want to have any more intercourse with him.” Han Li slowly replied with a meditation.

After listening to Han Li, Silver Moon silenced. Apparently, Han Li's words also make sense.

After all, what does this Du Dong really want to do to fall into the Cloud Sect? What if something happens later? Brothers who are too close to him will certainly receive the attention and suspicion of the senior members of the Sect.

This was not Han Lile's opinion.

Hence, at the time below, Han Li alone measured the low order disciples here.

Some of these people have few old friends and some have both men and women. Older people don't necessarily fix it to be taller, and younger people have reached the 12th and 3rd layers of the Qi Refining Stage.

There are also a number of young women who look good and are prominent in the crowd. But next to every sister-in-law of her age, there are almost certainly several similarly-aged male sisters. Looks like this fallen cloud sect, like all other doomsmen, is very much sought after by young and beautiful monks.

Just as Han Li thought, the palace door finally opened.

Then there was a majestic voice in it that was revered.

“Tianquan Peak disciples, all enter the palace!” This faint male voice, the peak owner of Springs Peak on that day, was met on that day by a middle-sized monk named Sincotanese.

As soon as the disciples outside the door heard the sound, they bent over and said in a humble voice:

“Obey the orders of my master!” Then they entered immediately, two or two lines,

Han Li was naturally conscious and Nadu Dong platoon entered the Hall of Heart Wash only at the end of the day due to the late entrance.

The palace is positively spacious and has a size of 300 or 400. In addition to dozens of tall cylinders, there are only two chairs in the middle of the front, one on the positive side.

The rest is empty, with a piece of prismed moonstone embedded in the column, emitting a faint white light.

There are already two monks sitting in two chairs, one in elegant white and the other in gray clothes with messy hair.

In the earlier position of the two chairs, standing side by side are more than a dozen foundation-building monks, divided into two rows.

The cold-blooded Mu surname woman and the Yu surname youth who led Han to the door were all in the same row. On that day, when they tested their Miao surname youth with a charm, they stood in the opposite row, and their faces were still full of disease, as if they were weak and windy.

As soon as the disciples entered the hall, they immediately sat on the chair and offered their greetings again.

“See Master Xin, Master Yu and Master Yu! ”

“Just get up!” The middle-aged man sitting in the middle of nowhere said with a smile, then waved his hand and let the disciples stand up.

The lower disciples below, respectfully divided into two platoons, stood on both sides of the hall, and Han Li and Nadu Dong stood just near the hall door.

Han Li glanced at the obscure old man with his divine knowledge, and the other party turned out to be only an early master of Knot Dan. This is the long-famous but still unknown deputy peak owner, Uncle Yushi.

Han Li glanced twice and no longer regained his divine sense in his heart.

By then, the peak owner, Singh, was a monk, and he had slowly spoken.

“This time, I will call you all. I'm sure some disciples have guessed a few points. Yesterday, the Japanese gate just officially received a circular from the ancient sword gate. The Fencing Conference will begin in six months. Because it happened to be held in this house last time. So this time, the venue of the congress will be in Baiqiao courtyard. We and the disciples of the ancient Jianmen to participate in the contest, are going to attend the General Assembly in the Cloud Monsieur. However, since previous practice had been followed. Only 30 participants from each of the three factions will participate in the test, and the top 10 will be awarded a second prize. So we all have to make an internal selection before we can decide who to take part in the competition.” The middle-aged man came here with a slight pause and went on to say:

“Of course, six of these places are designated by each of our six peak owners to enter the competition directly without having to contest. For the remaining 24 places, the eligible disciples from each peak concentrate to try. The winning disciple is then hand-picked by the elders in the door for the remainder of their time. Yesterday, several of our peak owners had already consulted with the main authorities, and the Zonnebi trial was held just a month later. Before doing so, however, I would like to remind disciples who are not familiar with the Fencing Conference. Any disciple who is over thirty years old or who has not passed the refining period of ten floors shall be prohibited from entering the competition. There are no other restrictions. Now give everyone a time to think about incense. Any disciple who considers himself qualified and willing to take part in the competition can stand up on his own. I have something else to tell you. By the way, this time we don't have to contest the disciples directly entering the competition, you and your master ancestors have jointly designated your uncle Mu. All right, Jun! Let's start with some incense. ”

“Yes, Master.” Young Yu immediately stepped out and pulled a bronze ring out of the storage bag and placed it in the middle of the hall.

Then he inserted a sandalwood on it, flashed a flash of fire on his hand and lit it.

A flue of green smoke lifted up. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)