A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han Li was extremely impressed by this little girl who introduced Huang Feng Valley with her own hands. But immediately after that, nature is the appearance of Brother Ma, the little old man, in a flash in his heart, the cool meaning of life.

At the age of the little old man, it was never possible to form Golden Dan. This man in Yellow Maple Valley and his faintest visitors, I'm afraid, have turned into a glass of loess.

“Little girl! Sister Xiao is no longer a little girl. Married as a woman, she entered the stage of her settlement decades ago.” Nie Yingyi said with pleasure that there was a hidden smile on her lips.

“Oh, she's also entering the knockout phase. That was unexpected.” Han Li stayed and laughed softly.

“I've heard Sister Xiao say several times before about how her predecessor led her into the door. Sister Xiao, I have always been very grateful to Senior Han. I miss him very much.” Nie Ying Wen Wan said.

“When I introduced her to Brother Ma, I just saw that she had good qualifications and was only aroused for a moment. Now that things are different, what can you see?” Han Li smiled and said peacefully.

Seeing so much persuasion, Han Li also appeared completely unwilling to return to Huang Maple Valley. After a glance, Nie Ying and Lei Wanhe could only smile silently.

Neither of them was stupid about why Han Li didn't want to go back. Naturally, they guessed.

Since Han Li was not among the core disciples of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance at that time, this was only the “senior Han" of the Little Brothers of Architecture in the past. Naturally, he was used as bait, and was abandoned.

No wonder they are so indifferent to the Yellow Maple Valley that they have no intention of going back.

At a time when the two were somewhat helpless. After Han Li was silent for a while, he suddenly washed away the middle-aged monk of the Moon Sect and asked softly:

“Do you have a nurse named Mandy Nangong? How is she today?” Han stood a little low.

“Ah! Do you know Uncle Nangong? Master Nangong is now sitting in the town of Zongnai, everything is fine.” This is called Tang Minghuan, a middle-aged monk who was first a monk, but then respectfully replied.

“Uncle? She's advanced to the ranks, too?” After Han Li was shocked, there was nothing to hide the joy in the words.

“Uncle Nangong succeeded in condensing Yuan Baby more than a hundred years ago. He is now one of the elders of this door. Senior is an old friend of Uncle Nangong's?” The middle-aged monks are detailed and very welcoming.

For him, there are naturally countless advantages in the future if he is given the opportunity to make a former baby master.

“Old knowledge! Sort of. I was thankful for your uncle and always wanted to see her again. Unfortunately, I haven't had a chance for so many years.” Han Li sighed and mumbled with a hint of trance on his face.

“Oh! Uncle Nangong always rarely sees visitors, but it's also easy for seniors to really want to see Master Nangong. Three months later, Uncle Nan will hold a double cultivation ceremony with Elder Wei Huamen. Formally married Elder Wei into a double cultivation partner. The festival was originally open only to high-ranking brothers in the Alliance. But since Senior Han is an old knowledge of Master Nangong, if he comes to the gate to participate, Bizong must..."

“Double cultivation?” Han Li's head buzzed and couldn't hear any of the words below. He turned around suddenly and asked coldly.

“Nice, Hua Yimen, the elder Wei Lichen, became a Yuan Baby in 300 years. He was immeasurable in his divinity. He was a magical genius who could not be born in Tianan. It took a lot of effort to bring this beauty to life.” Han Li's Yin and Cold expression frightened the middle-aged monk, and all kinds of strange thoughts turned several times in his heart, but in Han Li's cold eyes, he couldn't help but spit out.

Lei Wanhe and others saw the scene, all with strange colors.

At this time, the fool also saw that Han Li seemed to have a relationship with Nangong Wan, who concealed the Moon Sect. It seemed very simple!

Otherwise, how could Han Li react so much when he heard about it?

But what was surprising to the public was that Han Li's face was cold, and after a moment of staring at the middle-aged monk, he instantly disappeared, but the voice slowly said:

“Don't panic, Han Daoyou has no ill intentions. I was just excited to hear that the admirer of the past suddenly became his wife. Now that I know about it, I'm naturally going to join a friend's celebration. ”

Hearing Han Li speak so frankly, the middle-aged monk took a sigh of relief and even said welcome words.

But Han Li just smiled and didn't say anything more.

Lei Wanhe and others are also loose in color. After all, now the six factions of Vietnam are almost united. Naturally I don't want to cause anything else to come out.

Next, Han Li randomly asked some questions about the Six Vietnam faction, which is not important. The five naturally complained.

Han Li frowned when he heard the words of Huang Feng Valley, which greatly limited Ancestor Fox's speech, but then unfolded as if he hadn't heard anything.

“That's right. Does your uncle Nangong have a cousin named Nangong Ping, who should also be a monk who hides the Moon Sect?” Han Li seemed to remember something and asked casually.

“Nangong Ping! Never heard of him! Master Nangong has been practicing alone, no one has ever heard of any cousins. Senior is not mistaken.” The middle-aged monk asked somewhat puzzled.

Han Li listened to the words and stuck with them. But after taking a deep breath, he immediately asked:

“This nurse of the Nangong Screen should be your brother-in-law. You won't miss this woman.” Han Li's voice hurried.

“If there was such a person in this section, how could the younger generation not know? I can assure my predecessors that there is no such woman in this section.” Tang Minghuan laughed bitterly, almost swearing the sermon.

“Tang Daoyou was right. If Yuezhong really had this knot dame, I would have known. There is no such person. I don't know where my predecessors learned about this person.” Lei Wanhe couldn't help but interrupt each other and revealed a surprising look on his face.

“Nothing! Maybe Han made a mistake.” Han Likou said so, but he had a strange look on his face, and there was a little bit of confusion in it.

With Han Lixin machine, at this time, it is natural to know what Nangong Wan's cousin was on the Nangong Pin of the day. It is obvious that Nangong Wan himself should have changed his appearance easily. No wonder he wasn't hit hard that day, and the look on his face, the words he said were so weird.

In the time that follows, Han Li seems to have completely lost interest in speaking again, except that his shady face is silently steering the windmill forward.

Others also saw that this “senior Han” was not in a good mood, and naturally no one dared speak loudly in the car.

A moment, silence in the royal windmill.

Half a day later, after reaching an unmanned hill, Han Li stopped the royal windmill.

“I broke up with a couple of Daoists here. It's only a day away from the border of Fengyuan. It's a safe place. Han has something else important to do, so we won't continue to send each other.” Han stood in the car and calmly began to drive.

Lei Wanhe and others naturally did not dare to say more. After thanking Han Libai for his help, he flew out of the windmill.

Han Li did not say another word. When the direction changed, the steering car broke away, and instantly disappeared without trace.

“Rado, was this‘ Senior Han 'really a disciple of Huang Maple Valley, or was he a brother and nephew of Daoyou?” Another older Brother Tianzhengbao finally reconfirmed to Lei Wanhe when he saw the windmill disappear.

“What, does Ray seem like a liar?” Lei Wanhe frowned and said without a good breath.

Though saved by Han Li today, the younger generations of that year were more than themselves, and suddenly became the real seniors, and be careful not to be with them, no one will feel much better.

“Oh! Brother Ray doesn't have to be angry. I just think it's a little weird. If Daoyou is right, this senior Han should be about the same age as Nie Daoyou. Nie Daoyou, I don't know how many years you've practiced before you're in today's situation.” Instead of being angry, the Qian of Tianjingburg turned to Nie Ying and asked him seriously.

“I practiced for over 200 years before practicing today in the early days of Khmer.” Nie Ying seemed to understand what the other person was trying to say and his face turned slightly back.

“Thus, this senior Han also condensed into a Yuan Baby only in his 200s. You know what that means?” Friar Qian touched the few mustaches on his chin and said positively.

“Does Brother Qian mean...” Shi Zhuanghan of the giant sword gate couldn't help but say.

“Yes, this person is likely to have the opportunity to impact the Psychic Period. Last time we were in Tianan, we had a documented Shinto Monk, or tens of thousands of years ago. Although he disappeared from the immortal world shortly after entering the Phantom of Divinity, within that short period of existence alone, he swept across Tianan with no enemies. Almost all of Tianan, both Orthodox and Neutral Sects, are integrated together. No one has the ability to resist Shinto. Even if the other party is just the early cultivation of the gods.” Qian's surname is Brother Zheng, he said.