A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Looking at the little bronze dings and sandalwood and green cigarettes in the middle of the hall, the disciples in the hall, although no one dares to make an unauthorized noise, but the natural people who think that the conditions meet are blinking and have their own thoughts.

“Brother Han, do you want to join?” Nearly half way through that sandalwood burning, Silver Moon saw Han standing motionless and finally couldn't bear to ask himself.

“Join, why not? The rest of the disciples seemed heartbroken. Instead of participating, I drew more attention.” Han Li replied faintly.

Silver Moon was silent when I heard it here.

After a moment, the sandalwood in the copper dings burned out, and the middle-aged man who had closed his eyes had opened his eyes.

“Disqualified persons and disciples who do not wish to take part in the contest may withdraw from the Palace of the Heart. ”

“Yes, Master! ”

Most of the disciples bowed down and slowly withdrew from the palace.

In addition to those foundation-building monks, there are only thirty or forty young disciples in the palace, including Han Li and Dahan.

The middle-aged monk measured Han Li et al., nodded with satisfaction and said:

“Well, I'm glad that almost all eligible disciples stayed. Even if this selection is not successful, it will be very beneficial for you to go and open your eyes and consult with your brothers and sisters in the other peaks. Next, let your big brother tell you what to pay attention to. I have something else to do with your master and ancestors, so I left first. ”

After that, Shin stood up and walked to the rear palace. The old man in grey clothes followed without a word.

“Cough! Now that the Peak Master has left this matter to Miao, I hope the Master's nephews listen carefully. After all, there are some taboos that need to be avoided.” Miao, a young man with a sick face, coughed a few times and walked out, saying to Han Li and others.

“First of all, any excessively poisonous or lethal manoeuvres and instruments are not allowed to be carried out in the contest, otherwise lightly, the division door will be expelled, and heavily, the magic will be abolished. And..."

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A minute later, Han Li waited for the disciple who remained in the palace, walked out of the palace door again, and then everyone flew away with excitement.

Han Li looked at the shadow of other people going away, shook his head, and flew away from Tianquan Peak himself.

When he returned to the cave, Han Li began to prepare for next month's Zongney contest.

Because to enter twenty-four seats, you cannot show excessive strength. In this way, only the charm and a few instruments that have been out of use for many years can be borrowed.

Needless to say, Han Liguang was scratched from the hands of Brother Titanium, who had lost his life, more than a dozen pieces.

However, in order not to attract attention, he could only carefully select a few pieces.

He wasn't prepared to use all the magic tools in Zone's trial. Instead, they begin to refine a large number of junior middle and lower order tokens, ready to rely on these tokens to crush their lower-order opponents.

But naturally, that's not enough. Han Li also deliberately enlightened once again, and got the "flaming showdown” from the old road of the Xinhuang Mansion of Vietnam back then. While this technique is of little use to high-ranking brothers, it is powerful enough to cover the eyes and ears when dealing with gas refining and foundation building brothers.

Speaking of which, it's been years since Han Li got the flame. I also took the time to look at some of them and was inspired a lot.

But with his later fixes now, it is certainly not worth mentioning. So just a few days of kung fu completely mastered the method of changing the flame, even in the subtleties, far beyond the recorded understanding of flaming.

The day after that, Han Li was in a whole-hearted process of refining all kinds of charms.

In the meantime, the golden and silver golden phagocytes of Han Rina finally began to devour each other.

Han Li took the time to look at it and was delighted by nature.

He believes that once again evolutionary phagocytes, even if not completely evolved to maturity, are certainly not far from the mythical phase of phagocytosis.

But the spiritual beast next door gave Han Li quite a headache. He still slept in the spiritual beast room until now. He didn't want to wake up.

Fortunately, through the soul beads in his body, he knew that the beast was not in the way, otherwise he was really worried.

After all, this beast has evolved a little too long.

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A month later, beneath the main peak of the cloud sect, an abnormal buzz arose.

Many monks gathered at this mountain peak. Many of them are not here to take part in the trials, but there are thousands of them that come to be lively.

Almost all masters with no job came to watch the competition.

After all, even if you do not personally participate in it, and look at the struggle comparison of other monks, it is also a huge increase in insight, which will benefit a lot.

The test site for the Sword Test Conference was held on a large open lot beneath the mountain peak.

There were three hundred or more large formations of law, raised a semi-circular huge light mask, in which the disciple of the contest fought in order to prevent accidental injury to the viewer.

The referee was three high-ranking monks of late foundation building, in case the contestants suddenly couldn't stop and make a scene.

Now the selection contest has been held for the third day. A number of disciples have been overshadowed by the previous two days' trials.

By the way, Tianquan Peak has 30 or 40 disciples in the selection, which is really not much. The largest number of Fire Cloud Peak, there were hundreds of disciples participating in this contest. In contrast to Tianquan Peak, to which Han Li belongs, some of the little witches have seen the great witches.

But as a result, the total number of disciples participating in the trial was as high as four or five hundred. Even if it is divided into three venues at the same time, it will take several days even after a round.

And there are very few of these disciples, only three or four of them. They don't have to compete in the starting contest, but wait until the last round to compete with the winning Qi Refining disciple, who will be selected after winning.

After all, these people, even if they were not designated among the seven directly selected. But by the age of thirty, foundations can be built successfully. Naturally, all of them are talented and talented.

At this time, Han Limei stood silently in the middle of several Tianquan Peak contestants, looking in the huge mask in front of him, a match between Brother Tianquan Peak and Brother Baifeng Peak.

Bai Feng Feng, in Liu Qiao Peak, is a relatively special existence. Not only are the two peak principals knotted nuns, but the disciples under the door are also predominantly women. But as a result, the disciples of this peak have not always been prosperous in the six peaks. The disciples who came to the competition this time were only a dozen young nuns.

Now with the Sister of White Phoenix Peak, the disciple of Tianquan Peak in battle, is a seemingly old, actual age of about 278 Yuan surname disciple.

Although he is a foreign disciple, he also comes from a very angry Xi Xian family. So the upper-level magic instrument "Platinum Gogh” is also quite powerful now. The young nun, who is also a few figures across the street, is forced to retreat from the festival and will soon be victorious.

These Tianquan Peak brothers standing next to Han are obviously friends with the brothers, and the conversation continues with excitement.

However, it was just when Brother Yuan turned the Platinum Gofa into a white rainbow and slashed it. The female nun across the street frowned, single-handed, a blue light came out, blocking the trend of the white rainbow falling. The woman then wandered in shape and disappeared from the spot.

Brother Yuan saw this, hurriedly changed his face and pinched his hands. He wanted to use probing magic to force the woman out. Then suddenly a red mist flew out behind him and covered him.

“Putong" sounded, the disciple of Tianquan Peak immediately fell over.

“Kim Yong of Bai Feng Feng Feng won.” A skinny, tall master who presided over the contest at high altitude announced the exit.

The lady named Kim Jong gave a respectful gift to the air as soon as she heard the words. Just removed a vial from the storage bag and gently swayed under the nose of the unconscious Yuan surname.

The last name of Brother Yuan only slowly reawakened.

Once he understood what had happened, he walked out of the field blushing. The golden face also flew out of the Falun Front with a few points of pride, and immediately some nuns surrounded it, chirping and chirping. Some of the male monks in the vicinity pay close attention to them.

“In the next scene, Han Li of Tianquan Peak, inquiring about Fire Cloud Peak," the lean monk faceless spit over the mask, his voice, though not loud, was clearly heard by the nearby monks.

As soon as Han Li heard the voice, he smiled and walked out of the crowd, slowly into the Falun Front.

Shortly after he walked in, from one side, he was also walking into a handsome young man in white. As soon as this person entered, he immediately attracted many nearby monks to watch, a disturbance. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)