A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“That is, the ancestors don't have to worry. Sun, Mo and his predecessors and family have been friends for hundreds of years and will definitely arrive on schedule. Their elevated position at the Magic Flame Gate today is also inseparable from our strong support for the family. Besides, we married the two best women in the family as concubines. How can they not be ashamed!” Next to the white middle-aged man, there was also an old man with a fine brow gown, similarly respectful.

“I'm not worried about Sun and Mo's old friends not coming. Instead, somehow, the closer we get to the birthday, the more disturbed we are, as if something big was going to happen. I'm a little worried! Have we recently committed any crimes against a powerful character or other larger sect?” Fujia Ancestor's hand twisted the long beard, and the cold light in his eyes suddenly said, the original smile was blind for a moment.

When they heard that, everyone in the hall could not help but look at each other in the face.

After half a day, the white-sided talent carefully replied:

“Ancestor, you know! Although we have thrived over the years, there are countless families and sects that have offended us. But the most hostile ones are the 'Jia' and ‘Jia’ houses, what the hell is wrong with them? ”

“Shouldn't be these two! These two families were able to compete with us for a long time, but today there are few high-ranking monks, and there is no way to rekindle the tide.” Fujia Ancestor shook his head coldly, but frowned and hesitated to say:

“However, if the two parties join forces or join several other hostile factions, this is an opportunity to launch a surprise raid. It really hurts us a lot. After all, in order to please the Magic Flame Gate, we paid a fortune to kill two monks who resisted the Magic Lord. Now, the two families are forced to lose their basic business and hide. It's not impossible to hate us for what we've done.” Fujia's ancestors grew like water.

“What does the old ancestor mean?” The old man in the gown asked carefully.

“External loose inner tightness! All outposts were doubled in strength compared to the original. The Fortress Battalion opens all day, and there is no stopping for a moment. Especially for the unidentified bulwarks, send more people to keep an eye on them.” Fujiazu's room closed his eyes backwards, but his mouth issued a series of orders without a scratch.

“Yes, grandson, I'll arrange it!” As soon as the white middle-aged man had heard, he was ordered out.

Several other Fujian youngsters left behind in the hall, they saw that Fujian Ancestor was in a bad mood at this time, and they didn't dare to breathe while standing in place!

“Tianyun, call out your third uncle, let him put the Iron Back Holy Beast in the bag of the Spiritual Beast and accompany me to the Success Convention. He's the only one who can drive the sacred beast of our family!” Fu Jia Ancestor suddenly said another sentence.

“What? Didn't the old ancestor say that now that Uncle San is practicing at a critical juncture, don't let this birthday spook him?” The old man in the gown heard and couldn't help but say.

“Hmm! Originally, now. Those of us who preach, though it is impossible to truly avoid evil, are not prophets. But sometimes there are signs of spirituality that can be overwhelming. To be careful, it has to be prevented. I'd rather be old and careless than we pay for the big robbery and the accident.” The old man snorted coldly.

“Yes, I'm going to ask Uncle San to leave.” The elderly man in the gown was shocked to see the old man's anger. He answered with only a promise and went out as well.

Next, Fu Jia Ancestor refused to stop, and after ordering several successive orders, he was relieved.

He wanted to come and have so many backers ready to go on, and things were enough to handle.

……

Three days later, outside the purple mist of Purple Mountain, on an empty hillside, there were a number of scatterers, numbering twenty or thirty.

They were talking about whispering while pointing a finger at this purple mist.

Han Li was also alone in the group of monks, silently measuring the surrounding situation, as if it were a common isolated and scattered cultivation.

It's a little unexpected for Han to have so many foundation bulk repairs in Yuan Wu Guo. Must be just a small fraction of what comes to give Jia Ancestor his birthday.

Yet in Vietnam, apart from the seven factions, there were rare foundations in bulk repairs. Although Yuanwu is bigger than Vietnam, it is not too far apart.

Today, more than a hundred years have passed, and this situation has emerged, giving Han Li a sense of world change. This is somewhat implicit.

Han Li did not know that most of the foundations were held in the hands of sects and families before the original demons did not move. Naturally, it is difficult for people with scattered cultivation to build foundations.

But the unrest of a hundred years ago involved a number of sectarian families. The extermination of the doors, the breaking of inheritance and incense fires is extremely frequent.

As a result, a large number of foundation-building dans spread through the chaos.

While much of it was obtained by other sects and cultivators, a significant proportion of the foundations fell into accidental dispersion.

This has led to a dramatic increase in the number of bulk repairs during the foundation period in various countries over the past hundred years, but it has also formed a considerable force, even by chance, to take advantage of the opportunity to form a bulk repair of golden dan.

However, both Orthodox and Heavenly Alliance adopt strategies that absorb and suppress these bulk repairs. This has led to a dramatic increase in the number of high-order bulk repairs, but it has not been possible to congeal up into a single cluster, with little climate.

As Han Li was thinking about himself, suddenly seven or eight red lights came out of the sky. After the luminosity, a group of male and female brothers wearing fire red clothes appeared.

Headed by two friars, one full of white and numb faces, back-to-back gourd, and the other plain looking, but with cold eyes. They each leaned beside a beautiful, flowery nurse, followed by four disciples-guard foundational monks.

“is the man of the Flame Gate.” At first sight of these people, the scattering on the hillside, the uproar for a while, more whispered.

“It is the Sun Guardian and Mo Guardian of the Magic Flame Gate specializing in foreign affairs. The two nuns next door, the famous Fujia Shuangyan, were heard to have been concubines for the two seniors.” There was a more wide-ranging scattering, whispering alongside to his companions in a lower voice. Afraid to be heard by Brother Magic Flame Gate.

With Han Li's knowledge, these words are heard clearly. I couldn't help but look at these two Demon Gate Brothers. Then his eyes swept over the female slim on their side.

It turns out to be two charming women.

These Magic Flame Gate Brothers ignore these scattering. One of the disciples of the Magic Flame Gate walked to the fog without saying anything, raised his hand and released a note into the fog, then returned honestly to the two brothers of Knightan.

A moment later, the purple mist rolled over for a while and broke a passage by itself.

Several disciples greeted each other with respect.

Han Li took the opportunity to take a deep look at the disciples who paid his respects, and regained his gaze without expression.

At this time, a line of Magic Flame Gate monks entered the purple fog, and the fog closed again.

In the next hour or two, some other late family messengers and some small and medium-sized sect monks went to the hillside in succession and were also picked up by the paying family.

After a long wait, he finally walked out of the purple fog of an unfortunate middle-aged steward.

“It is truly rude of us to keep our friends waiting so long. This is not discriminatory against the dowry, but rather limited access to the dowry, which is indeed difficult to arrange for too many brothers at once. That's why Daoists are invited into the fort only on Birthday. But don't worry! As long as they come to give our ancestors sincere wishes, they are not discriminated against in the fortress. The wine table is already in the lobby, please follow us to the fort. ”

The steward was very capable of saying that a few words dissipated the bulk of dissatisfaction.

So after looking at each other for a few moments, without saying much, they followed the middle-aged steward into the mist.

Han Li walked calmly to the end of the crowd, but after a while, he disappeared blindly.

Neither the monks in front nor the paying disciples in charge of watching Dahui were able to detect any abnormality, as if he had never been alone.

Fu Jia several foundation building brothers, standing in a rich hall, smiling and greeting some early guests, be sure to make everyone deeply satisfied and not feel cold.

These guests numbered two or three hundred, some of whom arrived only today or four or five days ago.

Now that the birthday of Fujia Old Ancestor has arrived, these people naturally come together and wait for Fujia Old Ancestor to appear.

In order to pay for the family's presence in Yuan Wu Guo, such as in the middle of the day, those members of the small family and the dispersed cultivation, naturally continue to praise the words.

Just a little bigger, the family's messenger, some little sect monks, and a smile all over his face, talking to these paying monks. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)