A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“The three Taoists arrived at the right time, and I just received word that a team of magicians had broken through the valley of the heavens guarded by Taoists and were dying this way. At the most, there will be a half-day period before the fallen colleagues of the Valley arrive here. We need three friends to pick it up.” The bald man was not polite, explained the two slightly and made a request.

“It's a good idea, but it's a small thing. Just leave it to me. No need for Han Daoyou and Tang to run!” The old man Ma looked careless and wrapped his mouth around it.

This gave Han Li and Gu Shuangpu some unexpected glances.

“Don't be surprised, two Daoists, it's not that Ma wants to make a difference, but that he got a new treasure in the previous period, and was thinking about trying the power level? You two are not going to compete with each other!” The old man twisted his beard and revealed his mysterious colour, he said.

“Hey, hey! Ma Daoyou is so sure, of course Tani will not do more.” The valley doubles punched a haha, lightly said.

Han Li was also beside him, just smiling.

“Fine, just give Han Daoyou and Tang a break. Then there's Lao Ma Daoyou. However, I asked the Murong brothers to accompany Taoist. The lightning spell practiced by the two of them is not too powerful.” The bald man nodded his head just to think about it and let the two brothers go together.

The old man had no objection this time. After all, it would be good to be accompanied by someone from the beginning.

Then, the elders of the Hallowed Palace and the Murong brothers left immediately to receive the defeated Brothers of the Nine Kingdoms.

Han Li and Gu Shuangpu, guided by the Li surname and Zhuangzi, left the palace and gave them a place to rest.

Halfway through, Han Li separated from the old man. With the little nun, Han Li arrived in front of an elegant and secluded small building.

“Senior Han, it is usually strictly forbidden for low-level disciples to come here, it should be the best place to retreat. Senpai rests in this building.” This beautiful little maid stood aside a little behind her fingers in the attic in front of her and said.

“It's really good.” Han nodded with a hint of satisfaction on his face.

“Senior, is Nie Ying Daoyou really okay? I haven't seen Nie for a long time.” Instead of leaving immediately, the woman hesitated for a moment and asked.

“What, you know Miss Nie well too?” Han Li was a little surprised. He carefully gauged the two women and asked silently.

At this time, Han Li realized that although this was the first time he had seen this woman, she actually had some familiarity between her eyebrows, giving him a sense of kindness.

Han's staring gesture made the Li woman a little uneasy. Despite her confusion, her face became reddish.

“The young lady could worship under the knife dock door, thanks to Nie Sister's introduction. How come you're not familiar?” The little nun lowered her head slightly and drooped her head, explaining.

“Pruning! Li Jianning?” Han Liwin couldn't help but shock his face when he heard the words.

“Why, have seniors heard the names of seniors before?” Li Jianning heard something unusual in Han Likou and couldn't help but look up again and asked with dismay.

“What's your mother's name? Which country was it?” Han Li did not reply to the woman, but took a deep breath and asked back.

“Mother Ink Yuzhu, of Vietnamese origin. Why did Senpai ask that?” The woman hesitated for a while, feeling that there was really nothing to hide, and hidden what she remembered before she swallowed back.

“Is that psychic jade still on you?” Han Li silently said the words in the heart of this little woman. She was in a bit of a flash.

“Yes, the youngest has been a close collector since childhood.” The woman immediately replied, then turned her face red as Han gazed.

After a short stroke into her arms, she pulled out a white jade and turned back with it in her hands.

Han Li glanced and reached out his hand. Jade Pei flew over like a winged man and reached his hand.

Han Lizhang sighed as he touched the lubrication on the surface of the jade with two fingers, revealing a slight glow on his face.

Half an hour later, he said again:

“You should know who I am too. What did your mother say to you? ”

Han Li weighed the nuns in front of him again, this time because of the number in his heart, he finally found a few shadows of ink balls on his face. This woman's face is slightly less beautiful than her mother's when she was young, but after a closer look, there is another English beauty.

“My mother didn't say much back then, just that it was a gift from one of her Xiuxian friends. There's nothing else to say. I've been in the immortal world for years, and I've been asked to identify Jade Pepper several times. But I didn't get any useful news. Unexpectedly, this Yuppei was sent by a senior, who was a Brother Lu Yunzheng.” Li Jianning muttered that his face was gloomy and uncertain and seemed somewhat overwhelmed.

“My joining the Lower Cloud Sect has been a matter of recent years, but I have not practiced in other places like Vietnam before. It's normal that you haven't heard from me. But how'd you get into the carburetor? It is not surprising that you appear in the Sovereign Sect.” Han Li touched his nose and said with a bitter smile.

“It is not surprising why the late generations joined the King's Sovereign Sect.” Li Junning stood still when he heard this.

“You don't know anything about your father?” Han Li heard the rumor, a bit flat.

“The younger generations don't know much about my father. Shortly after I remembered, the whole family had an accident, and both my grandfather and grandfather had died early. Only my mother left the country with me and drifted for a long time before settling in the Nine Kingdoms.” The goddess darkened and said with a smile.

“So that's it! It seems that most of the fighting within the monastery is involved, and your parents were the ones who suffered from the fish pond. After all, it is not the royal spiritual sect that is now in charge of Vietnam, but the spiritual monk.” Han Li nodded as if he was a little clear.

“Demonic infighting...” But the opposite woman's face is full of confusion, some puzzling appearance.

Han Li saw this and did not intend to explain it. After handing over the Jade Pei in hand to the woman, he smiled slightly:

“After all these years with you, I won't take it back. Before entering the world of immortality, I was half the brother of your mother. You can call me Uncle Han later. ”

“Uncle Master Han! ”

Li Jianning heard a little hesitant, his eyes flashed a few times, still whispered, slightly red on his face.

But there is an extra elder in her infancy. After embarrassing herself, this woman is naturally very happy, and if there is not even a bit of burglary.

“If you call me Uncle Shifu, I can't say nothing. Here are two bottles of Dan medicine, just as useful for Brother Knot to break through the bottleneck, just take it.” Han Li revealed a friendly smile, turned his palms, and two jade bottles were added to the palm of his hand, which he gave to the woman with a smile.

For Han Li, he won't be offended if he can help the late man later.

“Thanks Uncle Shifu.” The woman took the bottle, and her face was full of surprises, which was a sincere crisp cry.

“What do you use now? Is that the flying knife you came out of? What kind of material is it made of?” Han Li thought about it and asked again.

“Nice, that's the treasure. The flying knife is made of flaming iron plus Xuanying crystal, which is quite powerful.” Li Zhanning stayed for a while and replied somewhat puzzled.

“In normal times, that knife is enough. But now you have to deal with the magician, and I'm afraid it's a little dangerous on its own.” Han Li shook his head and said.

“But now, it's Uncle Shifu who gave me another magic treasure, and I don't have time to refine it.” Li Zhanning said helplessly.

Han Li sniffed, revealing a contemplative indulgence,

But a moment later, he patted a bag of spiritual beasts in his waist, and a large group of trichromatic phage bugs came out of the bag, and in a buzzing sound turned into a huge bug cloud, floating over Han Li's head.

Han glanced and flashed, punching the worm cloud with his fingers a little bit, a small piece of worm cloud detached from the single flying out. Then his hand flashed and a blue method struck it.

The small group of golden bugs congealed together in a blue flash, turning into a fist-sized three-color ball, brilliant, slowly falling into Han Li's hand.

“You put this thing away, and this is what I cultivated. You should be able to save your life by throwing the ball out if you encounter an enemy you can't deal with.” Han Li threw the ball at the woman and said solemnly.

“Thank you, Master Han!” Li Junning's gaze was already stunning, and now hearing Han Li say this, he is grateful to have even said thank you before taking over the three-color ball.

The last doubt in this woman's heart disappeared without a trace from Han Li's gift.

At that time, she really believed Han Li's previous words were true.

Otherwise, who would give something so precious if it didn't matter at all?

“Well, you go down first. I'm going to take a seat.” After doing all this, Han Li put the rest of the worm cloud back together and waved at the woman and said.

After such a long overnight journey, his powers are really weak and he needs to be restored.

“Uncle Han, rest well. If the magician army comes, Pining will notify Uncle.” Now Li Pinning's words have been approached with little or no affinity.

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