A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“The three of us naturally know the strangeness of it, but earlier, when the Mulan attacked, they captured a number of monks. Many of them are allies of the Nine Kingdoms, but all our factions support their disciples. The Messenger preached that there were a thousand of them.” To the sun is a gloomy speech.

“How can you say that? Do they dare to kill prisoners if they do not accept gambling? If that were the case, wouldn't the Mulan be afraid that we'd use other means of revenge?” The old man was shocked and said.

“The messenger did not speak of prisoners of murder or anything, but gave us a chance to rescue these monks. Ten gambling games, each in addition to these materials, plus more than a hundred captured monks. If you win, these people can be put back.” The man in the sun went on to say.

As soon as I heard the words, the strangers in the room looked at each other in disdain.

Upon enlightenment, these thousands of monks do not appear to be numerous, and most of them are low-order monks, who do not seem to have to be blackmailed at all. But if anyone really proposes not to save these people, they will soon be targeted.

Knowing that these monks are nothing, but they represent a family and a large and small sect, but there are a lot of them. In particular, many of the monks were captured by the Mulan in order to delay the magistrates' offensive. If not rescued, I'm afraid the morale of the army will be greatly frustrated and the lower order brothers will feel cold. A lot of people don't fight to the death anymore.

“I didn't expect these savages to do this trick. Previous incursions seemed rarely tactical, but this time they were negative enough. We had to jump in, knowing it wasn't right.” Dragonfly sighed and agreed.

Dragonfly, how could the rest of you not understand? I was equally helpless in my heart, cursing the cunning of the Mulan.

“Looks like you've all figured out that we're going to have to take this bet or not. Whatever the other party's intentions are. We must all defeat the magicians in the gambling battle, otherwise the blow to morale is no small one. And depending on the way they propose to wager war, it doesn't look like they would do anything in battle, most of them with other ideas. So you don't have to worry about what you're going to lose. If something goes wrong, we'll stop the fight. Of course, because this is a death war, the willingness to go to war depends entirely on the willingness of the friends of the road to participate. I won't force the three of you.” To the sun the eyes swept towards the people in the palace and said in a solemn manner.

“Volunteer?” In the strange ears, everyone laughed coldly, then their eyes glistened silently.

Nobody's stupid! Don't say that there is something very strange about this gambling war, it is that there is no one willing to fight people to death. After all, it has reached today's realm, which has not been painstakingly cultivated for hundreds of years before it was able to make its way. How can it be easy to take risks?

Han Li was equally faint and had no plans. While he does not mind contributing to the war, he must do so without endangering his life. The last Battle of Yellow Dragon Mountain almost killed him. He doesn't want to go through it again.

Seeing the people in the palace so gorgeous, the old demon's face sank and snorted coldly. The humming frozen bones, the direct vibration slightly changed the face of the monk sitting here, but everyone still sat tall and nobody stood up to interface anything.

And when the man in the sun saw this, he shook his head and revealed a little helplessness. And Wei Lifeless's eyes closed, he didn't say a word, he didn't know what to think.

In such an awkward situation, the Yangtze did not allow it to go on and ask again:

“I discussed it with the two Daoists before they arrived. This gambling war is a little dangerous. So if the warrior is victorious, the rare materials won by the gambling match belong to the winning Daoyou, it is also a risk to compensate for this battle. I don't know how you guys feel about this. And as far as I know, a few Daoists seem to be missing some rare materials in their training, which they can't find anywhere. The three of us also have some collections and can satisfy these Daoists. ”

As soon as the man in the sun had said this, his eyes swept over the faces of several of them. It actually includes Han Li.

Han Li's heart was a little confused.

None of the others were ordinary monks, and the expression of suspicion flashed on them as well.

Although Taoist priests have said tempting conditions and most people have moved their faces, no one has stood up for gambling at any given time.

But at this time, Wei never had any words, suddenly looked up to the real soul beside him, his lips slightly moved a few times, and he actually sounded the past.

Originally a soul-crushing real person with a lowered head, his face changed color, first a surprise, then a surprising look.

After listening to a few more sentences, the real soul broken into silent pieces of mouth and finally talked to Wei Wuwei.

A moment later, the real soul broken face hesitated and his face was gloomy and uncertain.

Meanwhile, the big man in the black robe also preached to the old devil of merriment.

The old demon has been full of careless looks since he arrived in the hall, but as soon as he heard the pronunciation of his elder, his eyebrows were wrinkled and his face was a little shady. I don't know what the big man said to him.

”Well, as long as a man can keep his word, what's the harm in taking a real man's risk?” The real soul breaker thought for a while and actually said so.

When I heard that, the other old weirdos caught on.

But that's when Old Cloud Demon also said:

“Since all the soul broken friends participated. Why don't you come with me? It would be a shame not to have so many rare materials.” The old devil said with a grin. But there was a slight rage between the eyebrows, and it seemed to be full of discomfort.

The other monks looked at each other and, although they didn't say anything, were intimately surprised.

No matter why they were persuaded, the rest of them were disturbed.

Indeed, the next three monks, one after the other, spoke to several people in detail. As a result, after listening, most or all of them responded to the gambling trip. Only two people shook their heads with a cold face and rejected the matter.

Han Li saw this scene and all kinds of thoughts suddenly changed. But at this point, the voice of the man in the sun reached his ear.

“Han Daoyou, I heard you were gathering a lot of heptathlon everywhere, I wonder if it is true? ”

Han Li hid some anticipation, but once he heard it, he couldn't help but thump his heart twice. He asked the Heavenly Path Alliance to help him gather his sperm. It was no secret, and there was nothing strange about the other party knowing.

“Yes, Han does need some heg refining. Is there a lot of this in Yangdao's hands?” Han stood steady and asked silently.

“Huh! Han Daoyou guessed correctly, Wei Daoyou and I each have a good amount of heg gel, should be enough for Daoyou to use. Han Daoyou could be interested to see it.” To the Yang people laughed.

“I will not consider participating in the war until I have seen if I am satisfied with my egg sperm.” Han Li muttered for a moment and didn't say anything back to death.

The man smiled softly and promised to come down.

So in a short time, five people consented to the matter, and several others, like Han Li, had to think about it before they could give an accurate response. But this has greatly satisfied Zhiyang et al.

Sound propaganda will no longer be forthcoming with others, and arrangements will begin to be made to deal with the specific problems of the Magistrate's army.

Sitting in the hall, listening to the old and middle monsters discuss the falsity of the magician army and how to use such forming instruments as banners to cope with the details of the daunting magic battle of the magician, but Han Lixin has long been out of the sky, thinking about Hejin.

Honestly, Han Li is not very satisfied with his real name Fabao, the power of Bamboo Cloud Swords.

That's not to say that a flying sword is less powerful than other monks' magic treasures. It was because the enemies he met were either extremely weak or very strong. Extremely weak opponents, you don't need to send a flying sword at all, you can kill the opponent with Qingyuan's sword strength alone. And the most powerful enemies, usually taller than him, actually have some chicken ribs.

However, when Han Li saw the last "Big Heg Sword Array” of Qingyuan Sword Techniques described on the book page, he realized that Qingyuan Bee Cloud Sword with Qingyuan Sword Techniques was terrible. Even if he could only do a small part of this sword array, it would be long enough to be short with Yuan Baby Master.

As for the vain heaven, though the smallpox bragged by the silver moon crashed, how powerful is it actually? Han Li was always suspicious until he saw it for himself.

Therefore, the Great Heg Sword Array, is definitely the great divine power of his future foundation in the immortal realm.

In this way, he must get a lot of eggs. Otherwise, the Sword Formation cannot be sacrificed.

But whether or not you really want to go to gambling for it. Han Li still can't decide for a while. After a while, I decided to look at the amount of heptane they provided. If there is enough heptathrin available, he will have great hope of refining it into a large heptathlon array, and will not have to take part in this gambling battle.

As long as the opponent is not the Mulan gods, he will naturally not fear anyone. It's what the Mulan did in gambling. With the power of wind thunder wings and violet flames, a district barrier can really trap him.

Han Lixin calmed down and began listening carefully to the discourse of the brothers.

This gathering was held for nearly an hour. It was evident that the three great monks were so dominated by the people of the Yang Dynasty that they rejoiced with the demons from time to time to make supplementary remarks. Wei Lifetime, on the other hand, silenced the oligarchs and did not say a few words.

In the discussion, however, the dragonfly is obviously looked up to both the Yangshang and the Happy Old Devil. Ask Tiandao for their opinions when you encounter something related to the Alliance. Looks like the Dragonflies can fight the words of one of the three great brothers together, but it's the real deal.

Eventually, things were almost discussed and some more specific duties were assigned to those monks who did not participate in the gambling war.

Then, in the words of the men of the sun, 'Back prepared by the Daoists’, the people left. But three monks were left alone, including Han Li.

The other two, an old cloud demon and a beautiful woman with no blood on her face. The woman, like Han Li, did not say a word in the discussion just now.

(I can't stand it, there's only one chapter left. Khan, we're not really the materials for a monthly ticket. Knowing that there are two chapters in the last few days, there are definitely many monthly tickets, but I just don't have the skill code fast, and I don't have the skill to save the manuscript for use now. With such a slow writer, the starting point is not often seen. Monthly tickets are yours. My tortoise writer had to go to bed first. He stayed up so late, his body couldn't eat. Don't fall down before this book is over. Forgive me, please!) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support authors, support authentic reading!)