A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Nanhuohou's voice was calm, but his eyes stared at the various potions on the table, full of greed, and he was reluctant to grab all of them.

None of these psychotropic drugs is what he and the old man need the most, and today they are nearby and naturally itchy.

And as soon as he entered here to see these potions, he almost didn't want to immediately want to empty them, but he didn't expect there to be a strange Falun banned presence here, and he touched a small heel, and had to honestly wait for the old man.

Now when the old man Lu called out the name "Xiaoshu Yan Vajra Formation”, the spirit of Nanhu Hou was vibrated and his heart was rejoiced.

He was somewhat intimately concerned about the fact that the law matrix differed greatly from many of the law matrices he had previously studied when he had just touched the ban. Now that the elderly know the matrix, it's naturally wonderful.

“Brother Lu, do you recognize the prohibition here?” Nanhuo suppressed the excitement in his heart, looking forward to asking.

“Old husbands used to get some Buddhist cultivation books, although they did not cultivate due to the properties of the Gong Dynasty. But some of the Buddhist law bans documented above, I remember one or two. This Minotaur Vajra Formation is one of the most amazing of all. Brother Nan, if the prohibition here is really this law formation. Trouble is not small.” The old man put his eyes back on the table and his eyebrows began to wrinkle, he said.

“What do you mean? Can't this magic array be broken?” Nanhuo's face changed slightly, some appeared to be less believable.

“The Little Squirrel Yakumi Vajra is also known as the Vajra Trapped Immortal Array. Probably one of the few bans in the world that rely entirely on brute force to break, there is no other breaking law. To break this matrix, you must always wear out the restraining shields created by this matrix with all kinds of attacks. And for a moment. Because this restraining monolithic defense may not rank well in many jurisdictions. But if it's about endurance, it can be called endlessly in the Buddhist sect. It seems that as long as the ban is not completely destroyed, it can be quickly restored as it was.” After a moment of silence, the old man said in a stern manner.

It then seemed to confirm what he had said that the elderly Lu had bounced at hand and that a fireball had suddenly been fired at a number of distant supply tables.

“Bang” sounded, the fireball had not released the table, and burst into nothing.

A luminous, thick mask floats on the table.

This glorious golden mask is the size of an ancient Buddhist grain, one that emerges on the walls of the mask, like a blooming silver blossom spread over the mask.

Nanhuo's face was slightly heavy, and he had seen it once before, so he did not show surprise.

“What is this?” The old man beside him came in shock.

Nanhuohou turned his head and looked.

I saw Lu Weiying staring at somewhere in the golden shield with astonishment.

Under the surprise of Nanhuohou, the spiritual light flashed in his eyes, and his eyes strenuously passed through the shield wall.

In the golden light screen, a silver bowl emerged, a skull-like size, at the center of the table with nothing but a few psychic drugs.

This bowl has all sorts of dark, obscure symbols floating around it, with eight pale white jade symbols lying flat around it, clustered in the middle.

At a height above the bowl, there are three other small things floating there motionless.

Nanhu Hou coagulated his eyes only to see clearly, a small silver sword, a black Zen wand and a bloody red bead.

These three things, although only inches in size, emit the tri-colored spiritual light of silk silk, and the interweaving of the three spiritual lights blends together to cover the bowl on the table.

Nanhuohou is staring.

The bowl, the jade and the three magic instruments, strangely disappeared instantly on the table. Thereafter, Buddhist golden shields appeared and disappeared silently.

What the hell is going on? When this mask appeared earlier, it didn't seem to have been seen. Why did the old man hit him so hard that he got more of these things on the table?

Nanhuohou's lips were closed, his eyes disappeared and his eyes remained uncertain.

The old man Lu Xing naturally did not have these questions, but similarly sank in the face of the emerging bowl and other objects.

As anyone can see, those psychotropic drugs are obviously just companions compared to what is emerging in the ban. What could be more valuable treasures than these counterspirits?

Even if you just think about it, it makes the old man beat his heart!

When I first saw the Gate of the Blood Curse, I was disturbed and left behind.

“Brother Lu, it seems we've come to the right place this time. If this Buddhist ban can be broken, our trip will not be in vain.” Nanhuo naturally thought the same thing, suddenly smiling and saying to the old man.

“Nice. Didn't expect to see so many treasures behind this bloody spell gate. But it is not easy to break this prohibition. It is impossible not to spend more time without losing some energy” The old man heard the story and a smile was squeezed out of his face.

“Hey, hey! Get these treasures, let alone lose energy. It's another 10 years, and I'd love to. Daoist just said that there is only one way to break this law array. Looks like I'm really busy! It's not too late, let's do it now. How about splitting everything between me and Lu?” Nanhuo doesn't seem to want to procrastinate any longer, staring at the elderly and saying it bluntly.

“Brother Nan said so. I'm naturally destined.” The old man naturally wants to take out the treasure as well and promises it very well.

Nanhu Hou heard the rumors and showed satisfaction on his face.

At this point, however, they pulled a certain distance if nothing happened. and felt a little vigilance from each other.

Next, the old man took out the white flag, threw it in the air, and sat down on the knee of the hand-knotted disc. Nanhuo waved his sleeve robe, and the golden flying sword burst out.

At one time, a hurricane broke out, swordsmanship swept across, and a golden mask reappeared.

The sound of Boom Lung Lung came from the ground for a long time.

……

Near a hilltop, a green rainbow swept by from afar and near.

Han Li, gathered in Qinghong, was stunned and rushed to the road.

At this moment, he had already passed the hill where the purple scorpion was, heading towards the cave that had originally entered the inner valley.

Because this road has been walked over, Han Li is somewhat familiar with light-driving roads, and the speed of brightness is more than several times faster than it was when it came.

It was supposed to take more than a day, and Han Li took just a third of the time to get here.

Just as his heart estimated that another hour would allow him to re-enter the cave, suddenly the distant side of the cave, a slightly connected roar came in implicitly.

Han Li moved and the light slightly flashed. He couldn't help but glance at it.

The divine consciousness swept fast, and there were different spiritual gas fluctuations coming over there.

Han Li couldn't help but look slightly, and there was a faint white light flashing in the distant mountains.

If you remember correctly, it's exactly where he suspects there's a restraint and possibly an ancient monk's treasure.

It appears that other monks have finally broken into the inner valley and begun to search for treasure.

Han thought about it and shook his head.

The idea of touching a fish in the past flashed in his mind and was forced to press on.

And for fear of attracting other people's attention, God only swept by quickly, not really searching for the treasure seekers.

For Han Li, it is better to do less now, and the rainbow once again bursts into the air. disappeared from the nearby hills without a trace.

Tens of miles from where Han Li was looking, a row of more than a dozen immortal cultivators were driving all sorts of magic treasures to sweep against a small mountain covered in white light and attack hard.

Among them, the Mulan Divine Master Zhongzheng's name was Confucius and Nale's name was a woman, and all the pedestrians were Mulan Fascists.

When Han Li flew far away from the distance, Zhongzi Confucius frowned for a moment, and his subconscious glanced at Han Li's direction of flight.

“What, buddy? What's wrong?” The woman with the Le surname noticed Confucianism and couldn't help but ask.

“Nothing, there was a famous Brother Tianan who looked this way with his mind. But it didn't seem like he was going to do much, he just swept past the distance and flew away. And it's important that we break the ban, and I'm too lazy to go after it.” Confucianism said faintly.

“That's what brothers say. The ban here has been broken down to the point. I hope it's not forbidden to go up there, like, nothing but some scrap copper and rotten iron. In addition, two people were buried in space cracks on the road.” The woman with the Le surname sighed softly and said somewhat helplessly.

“There's no way. Those invisible space cracks are insurmountable. And some of the low-order birds we prepared beforehand actually went insane as soon as they entered the inner valley, and a bunch of bees crashed everywhere and couldn't control themselves. Otherwise, the fallout between the two could have been avoided. Rusheng Zhongzi heard the words, his face slightly diminished.

“The spiritual birds used to explore paths don't seem insane. It seems to be terrified of the inner valley. That's why it's out of control. Is there anything here that can restrain demonic beasts? I borrowed a whale sculpture that was already a Class 5 bird, and since entering the inner valley it has not listened to the call, even in the bag of spiritual beasts. Looks like this Valley of Demons is kind of weird.” Lady Le said thoughtfully.

“Maybe. This place is called Tianan's first fierce place, and naturally there are some ghost gateways inside. However, we are not here to unravel the mystery of Fallen Valley. Instead, try to find some ancient treasures and Lindane for us in Mulan. So we have to keep searching without the birds. This opportunity, but we made a deal with the top four forces in Tianan to exchange for a rare opportunity. It must not be wasted.” The cold light flashed in Confucian eyes and the voice was unbelievably silent.

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