A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Chapter 703: Reunion of the Earthquake Party

Though this time there were no babies left behind, the old man's body was destroyed and there was no time for decades. Don't try to regain his strength.

Not to mention, when you go back, you have to take possession of it, but if you can find the right body of flesh in a timely manner, it is simply two things to say.

If there is helplessness, find a body and repair it as a dramatic descent, it is certain.

However, two ancient treasures and the storage bags left behind were obtained empty-handedly, and this time was quite a reward. Even if no treasures were found in the cave on the Cannes, this adventure to Mulan Meadow would not be in vain.

Thinking about it, he saw the old man's body become invisible, and a light silver storage bag floated there.

As soon as Han Li's unchanging void was grasped, the storage bag was sucked into his hand, and then the god immersed himself without hesitation and swept away.

As a result, Han Li was disappointed!

In addition to more than a dozen medium grade spirit stones, the rest are made up of ordinary refiner materials and a few bottles of Dan medicine.

And these bottles, when Han Li opened the cap, were all ordinary Dan drugs, nothing unusual about them. It seems that Mulan Meadow is indeed a lack of resources to repair immortals, and there are not many good things on a former Baby Master in the Hall.

And what he most wanted to see was something like Jane Jade, not a single piece in the storage bag. This surprised Han Li and sighed lightly.

I also wanted to get some psychic rulings, see what the trick was to instantly amplify the power spell. Now it seems impossible in a short time!

Put the storage bag away at will, Han Li looked up and began to look hot at the giant peak in the distance.

Although the original owner of this treasure, Mu, the old man, has escaped from Yuan Baby. But the black mountain peak remains intact and the surface is sparkling.

Han Li's eyes slightly squinted, gently stroked at the treasure, the already unruly ancient treasure glittered, quickly shrunk, and flew straight towards Han Li.

When it flew into Han Li's hands, it had turned into a huge mini hill.

Han Rito curiously grabbed the hill in his hand, not too heavy, and then grabbed the treasure with one hand and looked it over and over carefully, and at the bottom of the black hill, he engraved three pale golden little words.

“Thousand Peaks," Han Li said to himself, showing satisfaction in his eyes.

Put the mountain peak away, Han Li looked at the royal windmill and put it away.

Han Li lowered his head and looked at the old Yuan Baby disappearing for a few moments. After thinking about it, he changed direction and broke into the air towards one side.

Soon after, Han Standing Shadow vanished from the nearby sky, leaving no trace.

……

Three days later, a few hills in the Mulan Prairie were connected together. Apart from the wild grass, which was so tall, there was no one, and it seemed so quiet!

But not long later, the blue light flashed from the sky, and a rainbow flew from afar and near.

A moment later, the rainbow flew over the hill. After a circle, the green light converged and Han Standing Shadow appeared at high altitude.

He looked down, his brow wrinkled, and suddenly his sleeves swayed, his fingers bouncing off his cuffs.

A few green lights, a meteor rushing down a hill.

As a result, at a distance of twenty or thirty feet from the surface of the hill, the blue light burst open and a pale white mask, if any, floated underneath. And there were four people in the mask looking up at him, all with a faint smile on their faces.

It is the Chinese characters of Nanhuo Hou, the old man in white, the old woman and the dark face.

“Ha ha! I'm so glad you made it here safely!” Nanhuahou twisted and laughed. Then he waved with one hand and the mask disappeared.

“Oh, haven't the other friends arrived yet?” Han Li smiled and replied, unkindly slowly floating down, falling in front of the four of them.

“I'm afraid the other Taoists didn't get away so well. When we split up, Wang Daoyou and Yodoyou were followed by magicians. Getting out of pursuit is not an easy thing, I'm afraid.” The black man shook his head and said calmly.

“But Daoist surprised Ben-Hu even more. If I'm not mistaken, it's like the Mulan's windmill, chasing you. Tsk! With the incredible speed of the royal windmill, Daoyou can get away easily. It seems I haven't really found the wrong person this time.” Nanhuo seemed happy to say.

But Han Li listened to his lips, hidden from these words, and heard a hint of suspicion about himself.

“Nothing, Han something else can't. There is also a little faith in the mountain of magic.” Han Li looked generous, but answered vaguely.

Seeing that Han Li didn't want to talk about his escape, Nanhuohou didn't have to ignorantly go after him. He talked about the Mulan's war, which affected all the forces of the Nine Kingdoms and even Tianan.

In addition to the old man in white shirt, the old lady and the black-faced man also have an interest in talking.

“Remember the last war with France, which lasted well over a decade, and how many more years this time. But during this period, Tianan Orthodox and Brother Han's Tiandao League will definitely send people into the war. By virtue of their position in the Heavenly Alliance, they will surely ask for the help of a Yuan Baby Elder. Maybe Han Daoyou will have another chance to visit Mulan Meadow!” Nanhuo began with a smiling sermon.

“In fact, in addition to the three major forces who will contribute to the Alliance of Nine, there are also a number of scattered volunteers who have come to resist the magistrates, some of whom are less successful. I'm afraid it's hard for the Mulan to take advantage of anything.” The old woman nodded and whispered.

“I am surprised, however, that the other party clearly knows that once many of our forces in Tianan have joined forces, there is no chance at all of what the Mulan are capable of today. Otherwise, the last great war would have been over. But it's a little unwise to start a war on your own! The last time, the other party suddenly came to reinforce the troops before launching a doubly confident attack. What big tribe has been added this time?” The black-faced man frowned and said with a speculative tone.

“It's not impossible, but...”

In just a few people's discussions, time has passed so unconsciously.

All of a sudden, the talking Nanhuo shouted and looked up to the distance. Others also looked subconsciously, slightly slightly heavier.

This is the Mulan Prairie, and not only are these scattered monks gathered here, but it could be some kind of magician passing by.

From the distant sky, the glow flashed, a black light, and two bloodstreams flew straight here.

After a while, Nanhuohou stared down at Shenzhen Town.

“Nothing, it's Wang Daoyou and his two younger generations.” Nanhuo said with a smile.

The others relaxed as soon as they heard it.

Indeed, after a few moments, the light flies closer, really Wang Tiangu and Wang Chan three people.

This time, Nanhuo did not hesitate to directly pull off the ban in the air, Wang Tinggu and others landed on the hill where Han Li and others are located.

“Oh, Han Daoyou even came earlier than I did. What an accident!” At first sight, Han Li also stood among several people, showing a hint of surprise and saying, an unexpected colour.

Looks like the monk of Ghost Gate also saw the windmill go after Han Li for a while. Maybe he had a good time at the time!

“Just lucky! Wang Daoyou, with his two descendants, could still be unharmed. I admire it.” Han Li glanced at Wang Tian's ancient side, and the two Wang Cicadas replied not slowly. He looked a little profound.

“Hey, hey! A magician chasing a certain three Kings, the speed is not very fast. My two youngest generations and I worked together on the door-to-door trick, so easily we lost each other! How can it be with a magician who rides a windmill?“ Answered heavenly and unexpected.

Han Li heard this and sneered in his heart. When he was about to say something again, his face suddenly changed and he shut up.

“Hey, Yodo's here too. Looks like we're lucky we all made it here. Previously, I was wondering if the ban could be broken if suddenly one or two help was missing!” Nanhuo looked up again to the sky and said with joy.

People can't help but show their cheer when they hear it.

If it is true that one person is missing and is unable to collect the treasure, these people are naturally equally depressed very much.

“No! Yodo seems to be being chased, and a little grumpy.” Without a word, the old man in white, standing alone, suddenly said solemnly.

After listening to this, Han Li and others were shocked and eager to go.

Only to see the far side of the sky, there is a white rainbow rushing forward, behind is a green and a red, two pieces of Xia Xiao Guang persevered.

In a blink of an eye, they reach the hills where Nanhuohou and others are located.

The divine colour of the Southern Horse, suddenly pulled down. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)