A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

The wooden frame is divided into three rows, placed in the middle of the first floor of the attic, so that it can be seen clearly at a glance.

The first row is filled with ancient treasures and magic treasures of all kinds. There are actually sixteen of them.

The second row consists of rare materials of varying shapes, both fist-sized iron blocks resembling things and blood-red crystalline stones.

The third row contains the least, only a few vials a few inches in size. Looks like there's some dandruff in there.

Han Li swept past these treasures without expression and could not see the joy and sorrow coming out.

While the rest of us remain calm on our faces and no one comes forward to play with these treasures, they are beginning to see the utility and value of these treasures everywhere.

What's the first opportunity to split for a while?

A moment later, Nanhu Hou came forward on behalf of everyone to test the treasures, and others seemed to talk about the origin and purpose of the treasures. As for how the mind begins to conceive the ghost, it is only itself that understands.

At this time, Han Li looked to his right and looked at the rest of the shelf. There was nothing but a futon and a pot of green grass placed in the attic window.

Han Li moved and just wanted to walk over. The figure flashed. The old man in white shirt flew to the futon.

As soon as he raised his hand, he sucked the futon into his hand and looked back and forth.

Han Li frowned and walked up to the grass at the window to observe carefully.

“What, Senior Han is also interested in this‘ clotting grass'? Though rarely present, this grass is the best guide to the preparation of Yin Chill Dan medicine, which can add three points to the medicinal flatness of Dan medicine. ”

Han Li just glanced a few times, but there was a soft and pleasant female voice behind him.

The different color flashed in his eyes, and Han Li slowly turned around. It was Yan Ruyan who stood behind Tingting.

“Unlike other spiritual grasses, Yin Zheng grass is only the most potent form of Yin Zheng medicine in centuries. Today, this grass has not known how many years it has been here, and it has no use at all.” Han Li faintly said, then his eyes slightly swept away and saw Wang Cicada following Wang Tian Ancient, excited and his second uncle was whispering something, didn't even notice what it looked like here.

“I didn't expect Senior Han to be involved in alchemy in addition to mastering the art of formation. Ruyan, how admirable!” Yan rubbed his mouth and smiled, his eyes flowing with delicacy.

Seeing this woman so eager to climb, Han Li raised his vigilance and said with no politeness:

“Alchemy? It's just a sculpture trick. Yan Daoyou doesn't know about Han's relationship with his husband? Aren't you afraid that your husband will be angry if you talk to Han without permission? ”

“How could a concubine not know? But that is why the concubine does not want to dissolve this resentment between her predecessor and her husband.” Yan Ruyin's smile hidden on his face, his mouth full of helplessness.

“Dissolve? Your Gate and my Gate of Heaven are hostile relations. What can be dissolved?” Han Li frowned and his face flashed with sarcasm.

Yan Ruyan listened to Han Li, revealing the color of bitter laughter. When he opened his apricot lip and wanted to say anything else, Nanhuo in the distance suddenly greeted him:

“All the Daoists come. We'll distribute some of the treasures on this floor, and then we'll go to the second floor.

Upon hearing this, Han immediately stopped ignoring Yan Ruyan and walked away.

Yan Ruyan, a beautiful young woman, saw this. After a few uncertain shades of flowers, she also followed.

When Wang Cicada saw Yan Ruyan following Han Li, he naturally showed a slight suspicion in his eyes, but after a deep glance at Yan Ruyan, his heart deeply did not say anything.

As for Wang Tiangu, he saw the scene as well, but the divine color was as usual, and he simply ignored it. ‘

“Well, we've counted six ancient treasures and ten French treasures. Materials and dandruff are also divided into eight parts according to their value. Naturally, the things you want most are ancient treasures. After all, all power is exercised without sacrifice. But these magic treasures are not ordinary. They are all legacies of the powerful enemies that were killed in the Dome. They are very powerful. Even if it's only 70% powerful, it's definitely worth spending some time refining it. So if you want an ancient treasure, or if you want a magic treasure, you can count on a few friends. Wang Cicada Daoyou and Yan Daoyou, you can only receive one copy.” Nanhuo has gathered things on a shelf, calmly speaking to the crowd.

“Old age. There's still time to refine the magic treasure, you just need an ancient treasure!” Old women don't have to rely on old people to sell them first, "she said.

As soon as I heard it, the others looked the same, but my heart sneered.

But at this moment Wang Tiangu suddenly asked Nanhuo deeply.

“Nan Lun Daoyou and Yun Daoyou stopped picking treasures first. The second floor may not have what you both want. ”

“Brother Wang, what do you mean?” As soon as Nanhuo heard the words, his face changed dramatically, but then the cold air drained down his face.

The old man in white shirt heard that he was also staring at Wang Tiangu with a bad color.

“Nothing, Wang just felt it would be a shame if the two of you didn't choose now.” Wang Tiangu smiled softly as if he had disappeared.

“Humph! There is nothing worth choosing first from Yundaoyou and I. As for Han Daoyou whether to use this right or not, let Han Daoyou himself go.” Nanhuo Shenhuo said in a somewhat icy way, as if the words just made him uncomfortable.

“Again, I don't need this right now. Let's talk about it on the second floor.” Han Li touched his chin and said casually.

“In that case, I'll split the treasures evenly. If you want an ancient treasure, then Fabao's right to choose below is automatically waived. How do you feel about some of your friends?” Wang Tiangu said politely.

“That's a good idea. I agree.”

“That's it! ”

Others felt fair and agreed.

Han Li naturally won't choose any pharmacopoeia. Finally, the old white shirt and the You-shi monk gave up the ancient treasure. Priority was given to selecting two favorite pharmacopoeia and receiving one of their own.

As for Gubao, Han Li and others simultaneously took one piece each.

Han Li got an ancient bamboo-like treasure, and he didn't know how powerful it was or what kind of magic it was. But he didn't mind putting it in his bag, and of course, he had his own ingredients and Dan's medicine.

When Han Li waits for one more person to take a magic treasure, the first layer of things will be divided.

As for the futon, Han Li noticed that it had long been thrown on the ground by the old man in white shirt and never looked at it again.

Obviously not a good thing!

Yellow coagula also a few people went up to take a closer look, and after recognizing the history, no one was naturally interested.

Seeing this scene, Han Li hearted a few bitter laughs. Looks like nobody's a fool. These yuan babies and monsters won't give up checking everything in the attic.

After all, in addition to the treasure on the bright surface, there is a good chance that something is hidden in this attic.

Once the ex-baby monsters searched, there was no surprise, and a group of people gave up and went to the second floor.

As soon as he entered the second floor, Han Li, like everyone else, was a little stunned.

Because on the first two floors, there's a sandalwood smell coming up. As soon as his head was raised, he saw a sacrificial shrine in the corner facing the entrance of the staircase, with a three-headed, six-armed unicorn golden statue in the shrine. His face was bright and vivid.

And in front of the shrine, there was a small burning furnace, and the white mist appeared inside, and the smell of sandalwood came from the white mist.

The Goddess of Demons was actually served by this Goddess, which surprised Nanhuo and others greatly.

But when Han Li looked at the statue of three heads and six arms, his heart jumped straight.

The god looked exactly like the demonic beast on the bronze film he had always suspected of being a Sanskrit, and even the same anger opened his eyes and lifted his arms together to heaven.

Han Li couldn't wait to think, his eyes turned from the shrine opposite him and hurried to measure the other corners of the lower two floors.

Just a few blocks from the left side of the shrine, there is a seemingly ordinary desk and a wooden chair with a pile of things like a yarn stand, brush, bamboo pen and Jane.

Corresponding to the other side of the shrine is a blue jade bed that, even so far apart, can still feel the shady cold it emits. It seems to be carved with some kind of cold jade.

At one end of the jade bed, three boxes of different sizes are discharged, very eye-catching.

Looks like these two floors are the bedrooms of the Cannes!

The figure flashed and the old man in white suddenly arrived in front of the cold jade bed and reached for one of the jade boxes.

“Wait a minute!” With this sound, another figure also went to the jade bed and popped a black flash with his hand directly into the back of the old man's hand.

“What do you mean? Want to talk to my husband?” The old man with the Cloud surname shrunk his wrist and avoided this sneak attack, but in anger, he stared hard at the man and said. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)