A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

A ray of white light is coming from afar, near a valley of vines.

In white light, on a pure white like snow poultry, a beautiful and gentle green shirt woman sat on it.

In the blink of an eye, this spiritual bird raced electrically over the valley. Then the wings come together and dive down. Her eyes were stuck in the dense and numb vine beneath her, and the woman shook her hand and struck out with one hand.

Suddenly the green light flashed beneath and the vines vanished blindly, but a green screen emerged.

The woman in the green shirt did not hesitate to rush the poultry under her body, the white light flashed and instantly disappeared into the light screen.

Under the curtain, there is another heaven and earth, six monks in green shirts, sitting at the right end in a pentagonal formation in the middle of Kotani.

The array is small, with only six or seven lengths. Five people sat in the five corners of the Fahrenheit, and the edges of the Fahrenheit flashed brightly, while an elderly man sat in the middle with his eyes closed.

Suddenly the old man opened his eyes and looked up to heaven.

When the white light slowly fell, a moment later, the green woman arrived in front of the old man and gave a gift.

“The disciple participated in Uncle Shifu. Now the mountains fade away. Many monks have gone to the Valley of the Fallen.” The green shirt woman lowered her head and said respectfully.

“Ghost Gate has left yet.” The old man twisted and asked softly. “Most of the Ghost Gate people haven't left yet, but a few disciples took a step forward.” The woman thought about it and replied carefully.

“Hmm! Since the ghost gate old man hasn't left yet. We don't have to rush. Just keep an eye on the elders on their trip and there will be no mistakes. Nephew, go back and keep an eye on them. Return as soon as there is a change.” The old man did not hesitate to speak.

“Yes, disciple, let's go.” Green shirt women have no hesitant fate.

Then she gave another gift to the elderly, floating across the birds and flying into the air. Shortly after, the light broke out and disappeared.

The old man stared at the disappearing back of the woman in the green shirt, his eyes sparkled brightly, revealing a hint of thought, but immediately returned as usual.

And the five male and female brothers around the Falun Front, from the woman in the green shirt, to the woman who left, the one in the original line of thread, no expression on her face, like a wooden man.

The old man seemed to be accustomed to the situation, not at all surprised, and closed his eyes again.

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Meanwhile, at the summit of a tall mountain 100 miles away, a 50-60-year-old grey monk stood upright on a rock facing the fierce wind, his eyes slightly gazing into the direction of the Valley of Demons.

Behind him stood a red and blue two tall adult shadows, tall enough for two husbands.

But a closer look revealed that the two people were two organ puppets who looked like evil spirits.

At this moment, the Taoist looked back at the two puppets and said to himself after flashing a hint of self-righteousness on his face.

“With the help of two ancient puppets comparable to the former Baby Brothers, the trip to Fall Valley is sure to be rewarding.” After this, the Taoist raised his hand and struck two ways out.

Suddenly, the two demon puppets shrunk sharply and flew into their large sleeves, then the Taoist turned into a red light and flew away in the direction of the land of Fallen Valley.

……

At another high altitude, three long rainbows fly side by side.

In the light, two old men and a woman flew towards the Valley of the Fallen.

If Han Li sees these three people, he will immediately be greatly stunned. Because two out of three are people he knows.

One of the elders in the yellow yellow yellow coat was the ancestor of Huang Feng Valley, and the woman next to him in the white face, the cold white coat, was the elder who hid the Moon Sect, Mandy Nangong's master sister.

The only old man Han Li didn't know, had a deep brow frame, a large lion's nose, and a peculiar appearance.

The three men were silent and just stunned to the road. The gleam of light swept through the air and turned into three points of light, instantly disappearing.

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The same thing happens from time to time in the vicinity of the Wanling Mountains. Many monks are confident in their journey to the Valley of the Fallen.

By this time, Han Li had arrived near Fallen Valley.

On a hill more than ten miles from the entrance, he stared softly into the direction of the Valley of the Fallen and was silent.

At this time, without divine detection, we also know that within this area of the circle of dozens of miles, there are thousands of monks, many of whom are hidden by Yuan Baby Old Monsters. These old monsters may not be as tall as the three great monks, but if the mysterious magic is weird and difficult, they are not easy generations. Han Li was not complacent. He really thought there was nothing to fear except the three monks and the Mulan goddess. A carelessness, too, would give life here.

Han Li pondered and measured the entrance to Fallen Valley from time to time.

Had it not been for the beginning, the Brothers would have gathered here. Han Li couldn't believe that one of these ordinary mountain openings was the entrance to Fall Valley. Above the entrance, however, the gray cloud rolled and rolled, the spiritual energy was very exciting, presenting many unusual signs, making people look at it.

From the outside, the entrance is no more than a dozen feet wide. Han Li penetrated his mind into the valley mouth and probed slightly. As a result, only after penetrating more than 100 husbands in the valley, God was blocked from the outside by the unknown appearance of the valley, and he did not see the so-called spatial fracture.

Although Han Li could also rely on God to be powerful and forcibly break through, he hesitated for a moment in the face of such dangerous places as Fallen Valley, but cautiously took God's knowledge back.

Afterwards, Han Li sat on his knees on the mound and closed his eyes and settled in.

Little over time, half a day later, Han Li sensed more and more monks gathering here. There are several scents, hidden and familiar, should be someone you know.

Han Li thought a little and identified these people, but his eyebrows wrinkled. At this point, there was a sudden sound of anger coming from the neighborhood.

“Here comes the Mulan! It's Mulan. They really want to go into the valley. ”

As the sound dropped, there was a sudden uproar across the entrance.

Han Li similarly opened his eyes.

In the sky just a short distance away, there is a strange flying car that doesn't fly very slowly here.

Much bigger than a regular flying car, it has a tapered shape, more than twenty lengths, a silver, sparkling surface, and a dense and numb symbol. This car is not ordinary at first glance. In the car stands a dozen immortals in Mulan costumes. It's not Mulan, it's who!

Han Li saw the situation and showed a slight surprise on his face.

Though he had also previously heard rumors that the Mulan were going to come to the mix, he always thought it was unlikely.

After all, although the Mulan have made peace, there have been many deaths and injuries on both sides in the border fighting. Mullans and a number of sects have taken a deep revenge. Without centuries of latent silencing, this resentment is not so easy to resolve.

Under these circumstances, the Mulan dared to go deep into the Heavenly South, and to enter the Fallen Valley to visit the treasure, which is incredible. Don't they shoot revenged monks behind their backs?

Han Li flew into the air at the entrance when he was wondering. The face of the person in the car can also be clearly seen with the naked eye.

Han glanced at the first two people and got a little sudden in his heart.

Now that the two men are in charge, there is no fear of ordinary monks seeking vengeance from them. It's just the three great monks of Mulan. How could they be allowed here? Han Li still has some confusion.

The two magicians, a man and a woman, who stood at the front of the motorcycle were the Confucian surname of the Mulan goddess and the Le surname woman in charge of ancient lamps. With Confucianism, the magic of late infancy can indeed quell the quest for vengeance of ordinary monks.

The motorcycle landed on a hill not far from Han Li. The magicians stepped out of the car. The Lady Le family name pinched the knife and shrunk the bike. The rest stared closely at the entrance to Fallen Valley, revealing a sense of consternation.

Looks like they were just as surprised as Han Li.

At a time when the Brothers faced the arrival of the Mulan, they looked at each other coldly and were very hostile. On the far side of the sky, glittering again, hundreds of bright lights appeared there and flew towards it.

“It's the Ghost Gate!” Someone immediately recognized the origin of these glows and whispered.

Originally looking into the eyes of the Magistrate Mulan, he instantly looked to the sky.

Han Li snorted coldly in his heart and his eyes glistened uncertainly.

These luminous speeds were not fast, and they flew over the valley mouth without panic, and then landed at a distance of more than 100 lengths at the entrance.

After the glorious convergence, more than a hundred black shirt monks, all ghost monks, appeared. The three first priests standing in front of the monks attracted the attention of Han Li.

Han Liheran, the leftmost monk of the three, knew him. He was the king of Ghost Gate.

Han Lixin moved and his eyes swept away. Indeed, Wang Cicada and Yan Ruyan were found in the crowd.

The Cicadas look complete and everything seems to be fine. On the other hand, the swallows are like yams, but the divine colour doesn't seem very good, with a little bit of hazy colour.

“Didn't the original demon chop off and seriously injure this man? Still broken limbs again, just can't see.” Han Li's head turned quickly and immediately two unconfirmed answers emerged.

However, with Han Li's current renown, Wang Cicada is no longer a threat to him. So the look turned around and fell back on the other two former baby monks headed by him.

The intermediate monk, a middle-aged man dressed in a broad black robe with a shady face, has an extraordinary majesty between the colors of God. At first glance, he is a man of power, often giving orders.

On the right is a pale old man, all white, but the eagle's eyes shine brightly and his body is filled with intense brazenness.

Both are former Baby Brothers, but very strange and should not have participated in border warfare. But the elderly had been repaired by Yuan Bao in the medium term, which gave Han Li a few more glances.

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