A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Ancestor Fu is not near the lobby at this moment, but in a remote attic in the fortress, looking at a slightly luminous jade Jane in his hand.

Since he is the protagonist of the Birthday Convention, he will naturally appear before the guests at the last minute.

And in this spare time, as the ruler of the family, he has to deal with a more urgent matter.

In addition to paying for his ancestors, the attic is also next to a statue hall, a man of purple copper skin, who has been repaired in the early days of knotting. The waist is more of a drum bag with several leather bags of varying sizes.

“Huh! This is not a purple kingdom. They asked us to help them find out what they were looking for. How dare you treat our family as your subordinates!” Fujia Ancestor suddenly slapped the table with a shady face and a low taste.

“Uncle Qi doesn't need to be upset. Did Jade Jane say exactly what she was looking for? The things that make these monks so nervous should be small!” The big man had a flat chin, he said with some interest.

“But here they are, hidden from us on the one hand, and hidden from us on the other, without even mentioning what they were looking for. We just need to keep an eye out for any strange things that have happened in Yuan Wu countries recently, and let them know right away if there are any. ”

“Oh! In this way, the Sovereign Sovereign did not seem to want the Demon Flame Gate to know about this, so he came to us and said vaguely.” The man's eyes flashed bright and thoughtful.

“Xiao San, you were right. I paid my family in case, in addition to all my efforts to please the Magic Flame Gate, so I secretly made a friendship with the Sovereign Sect. No, now it seems that although we have shown many times to the Sovereign Sect, the Sovereign Sect still does not believe in our family. Looks like we should adjust our strategy. I wonder if the weakest of the six spiritual sects is a good way to make friends.” The old man twisted his beard and sang.

“That would be...”

“Tsk! I didn't expect that Fujia, besides holding the thighs of the Magic Flame Gate, even the people of the Sovereign Sect collaborated. No wonder you've been so thriving for centuries! ”

Just as the big man opened his mouth to say something, a strange male voice suddenly appeared outside the window, implying a hint of irony.

“Who? Who is the tall man who has come to pay his respects? He hasn't risen from heaven yet, and he looks forward to forgiveness! ”

Fu Jia Ancestor and Dahan “rubbed”, like being stepped on the tail while provoking from the chair, the two looked at each other in horror, Fu Jia Ancestor doubted and asked out loud.

Both of them were shocked that someone approached him without knowing it!

“You don't have to be far away. I'm not invited here today. ”

As the men's voices fell out of the window, the green light suddenly amplified in the attic.

Fujiazu and Dahan were surprised and rushed to the corner of the house. A layer of clear shield appeared on each body.

Fujia Ancestor even spit a white flying sword and circled in front of him, while the big man grabbed a spiritual beast bag at the waist, black, without eyes.

At this time of time, there was an extra monk in the middle of the house who looked ordinary, light and 25 years old.

It was Han Li who snuck into the fort.

At this moment, Han Li's hands reversed, sweeping the vigilant color of Fujia Ancestor and Dahan, slowly said:

“I just swept through my mind, and the entire Fort Pay was made by three knots, of which you two were the supreme. You must be the ones who pay for power! ”

After Han Li said this, the divine color was extremely calm. There was nothing unusual about it, making people not see whether it was joy or anger.

“It turns out he's an ex-baby senpai! I don't know what you need to do for a living. ”

Han Li did not cover up his own repair, so the old man also felt the unpredictability of Han Li's repair. He couldn't help but change his face and squeezed out a smile to say, his mind was very uneasy.

“Are you Fu Jia Ancestor?” Han Li glanced slightly at the old man in the purple robe in the corner and asked softly.

“I don't dare, in front of my predecessors, how dare they call me Ancestor? It is true that the late generation pays heavenly, is the current owner of the family.” Hearing Han Li's questioning without any emotion, Fu Jia Ancestor ostensibly respectfully replied, but the anxiety in his heart became more obvious, hidden feeling that the former baby monk in front of him seemed to come ill.

“Well, since you're the ancestor of the family, it means I didn't find the wrong person. Since I have come to pay my debts, I should naturally greet you first.” Han looked at the old man and revealed a slight strange statement.

“Debt collection? Senior joked. Seems like the younger generation first met the senior, isn't there something wrong with the senior generation?” Fujiazu heard this from Han Li, “chuckled” and his heart suddenly sank into the endless abyss.

The man who had never spoken next to him heard the story, his face was pale and bloodless, and he grabbed the palm of the bag of spiritual beasts and couldn't help but force a few points.

It's a terrible thing to hear a former infant monk say he wants to collect debts.

“Misunderstood! Of course not. I was supposed to tell you something, save the basement, and you're all dead. But your little moves are so much, you really don't leave me time to talk nonsense. You two, go one step at a time. Pay the rest of the family, I'll send them on the road together.” Han Li accidentally glanced in the direction of the big man and smiled.

“What, you're going to destroy us all!” Fu Jia Ancestor heard this place as if he was yelling furiously.

But suddenly there was a yellow charm in his hand, and the yellow light flashed, and people backfired toward the back wall, disappearing as if they were passing through the wall.

A rare earthworm.

“Run? Where can you go? ”

Han Li sneered, but did not take any action against his ancestors. Instead, he punched his fingers randomly in the other direction.

A green flash instantly appeared and disappeared, but the next moment a hole penetrated the chest of the man in the other corner of the house, his body shield was instantly broken and did not work at all.

And the spiritual beast bag on the hand of the big man just emitted a black light, and at the moment of the big man's death, it faded again. There was a roar of fury inside.

Han's body fell to the ground, but Han Li didn't even look at it.

To him, it was like a children's play to destroy an early Khmer Monk. However, he was somewhat interested in the spiritual beast bag in the other hand, sucking it into his hand and putting it away.

That's when Han Li looked at the wall that Fu's ancestors disappeared from. His face showed a slight smile.

A large sleeve swung and a white shadow flew out of it, and a little fox appeared in front of Han.

“If you are proficient in earthwork, you will be entrusted with Fujia Ancestor. With your organ cultivation and illusion, it should be easy to blow ashes against the intermediate friars of Knightan in the district.” Han Li gently commanded the white fox.

“Naturally, my lord, wait a moment! I'll be right back!” The little fox's eyes revealed pride, and then the yellow light flashed and his figure disappeared from the attic.

Han Li slapped a bag of spiritual beasts in his waist at this time, and countless tri-colored phage bugs burst out of the bag, turning into giant tri-colored clouds that hovered over his head.

“Go!” Han Li saw, whispering in his mouth.

Suddenly all the flying bugs split into tiny strands, instantly condensed into dozens of three-colored swords, and then a bunch of bees jumped out the window.

Han Li then sat on his knees in the attic, beneath a resounding motion, and the gods instantly covered the entire Fortress of Fame.

Fujia clan members are very recognizable, no matter the clothing or cultivation of several identical methods, under the cover of Han Li god, all are undoubtedly exposed.

Han Li ignored the mortals who had no magical roots in the Fort. Instead, under the guidance of God, all three colored flying swords began to pounce one at the other towards the Paid Brothers.

Suddenly screaming, shouting, suddenly ringing. thick smell of blood, overshadowed the entire fortress.

On the other hand, Fujia ancestors are deep underground, flying similarly with the help of dirt.

Now he only intends to flee far away. As for the other disciples in the fort, he did not intend to think about it, nor did he.

He can imagine what happened to the nephew's big man, though he didn't see it with his own eyes.

Even if Dahan had Fujian Township Spiritual Beast, it was simply delusional to expect to escape under a former infant monk. Fu Ancestor would be satisfied if he could stall the former infant monk for a moment.

As for the rest of the family, he was just trying to save it. Instead, 89 out of 10 put his old life on the line, so that he can only take care of himself first.

As long as his ancestor Fu is not dead, Fu is not doomed.

After all, besides paying for the homestead. There are several other places in Yuan Wu Guo that pay for family business. As long as we flee to these places, Fujia will always have the opportunity to rise again in Dongshan.

The only thing that bothered him was how Fujia ended up messing with this strange Yuan Baby Star. One mouth is going to wipe out the Fu family.

Though the other person had been slightly understated, he felt a chill when he remembered the other person's face.

(I stayed up for a few nights, got a little tired, took a break. There's only one chapter left tonight!