A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

In such a moment, the light shadow of Confucianism disappeared from everyone's eyes again. Wang Tiangu and others stunned for a moment. Everyone had strange colours.

Wei Weiwei silenced for a moment and asked:

“Master Wang Gan, is this man really the man of the past? However, the only person left is the spirit, even if it was the one who was invincible. And now there is not enough fear. Did he tell you about the Garden of Spirituality? ”

“To some extent, this person is neither a Cancun nor a Cancun. But verily the matter of the Garden of Spirituality is known from the mouth of the other.” The spiritual doorman heard that the space crack was only new and that the color of the face had faded. Now God answers Wei's questions as usual.

“What does that mean? You don't have to sell it.” Wei's face was slightly heavy and unpleasant.

“Brother Wei misunderstood. The spirits of the axis that we have just seen are actually the remains of an incarnation of the people of the past. When this avatar was detecting Fallen Valley in the past, it was destroyed after encountering prohibited injuries before it was put into this painting shaft method refined with soul-nourishing wood debris by the people of Cancun to rest and recover. But now the real golden man is long dead. Apart from some memories, this wretched soul has gained autonomy. There's nothing wrong with being someone else today.” The Ghost Gatekeeper was not too busy, he said leisurely.

Wei Wuwei listened to this and looked quite unexpected.

Wang Tiangu whispered and smiled bitterly in his heart. I don't know if it's because I haven't found the shaft's secret, or if it's a little depressing because I misspeculated again.

“So that's it. Looks like you made a deal with this wretched soul. It will tell of the Garden of Spirituality. But it doesn't matter, it has nothing to do with my husband. As long as I can get into the Garden of Spirituality, what kind of deal did you have with it? I would never ask. When Wei reached the age of this year, he only wanted to enter the period of transformation, thus flying to the spiritual realm.” Wei nodded coldly.

“Brother Wei is a man of understanding. That's the best part. Well, since this space crack just happened by accident, I'll wait to get going!” The master of Ghost Gate smiled slightly, then showed a disciple and opened the road again.

The Ghost Gate disciple looked a little pale, but he walked forward without a word around the space crack in front of him.

Wei walked silently and slowly. Ghost Gate others followed at the same time.

Walkers, continue to walk towards that huge, clearly visible altar.

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“What's going on? Your flying rat is out of control!” Standing on a land of glaciers covered with thick ice, Han Li lifted his head up and looked towards the bloody glow that reappeared in the sky, said Purple Spirit beside his shady face.

And not far behind him, a huge ice cream of more than twenty large lengths still exists. Han Li just passed through this ice crest and snuck into the inner valley again.

And here, looking around, the ice and snow were everywhere, the cold and bitter wind, and the shouting of the array was scratched. However, Han Li, wearing a thin blue shirt, could not move in place, and he was completely blind to the cold wind.

“I don't know, my flying rat is still fine out there, but as soon as it came out of the ice cream, it went wild. Fortunately, I put it away early, otherwise I don't know what the mess is. Now it's in a bag of spiritual beasts, and it looks like a frenzy.” Zi Ling Dai Mei is locked tight, and she looks very confused.

Han Li muttered for a moment, suddenly one hand slapped into the storage bag, a small group of golden bugs rushed out of the bag, and then buzzed into a small bug cloud in the air, stopping over Han Li's head.

Han Lizhen secretly pressed, this small group of bug clouds like arms immediately flew the fingers back into the bag of spiritual beasts, without any out-of-control appearance.

Han Li touched his chin and his eyes fluttered indefinitely, but immediately patted another bag of spiritual beasts, a black light flew out of the bag, one circled and landed a few feet in front of Han's standing.

A little black monkey a few inches in size appeared in front of her. It's the Soul Beast.

At this moment, he hit a debt, blinked, looked at Han Li blindly, like he'd just woken up.

Han Li looked at the beast and blew his big, unemotionally sleeved face and swept out in blue.

A moment later, the blue light flashed, and there was no trace of the Soul Beast.

“Since your flying rat is out of control, no matter what the reason, we have no choice but to find the Ghost Gate ourselves. Good thing we're in the inner valley, we're not far from them. I'm going to do the magic trick. See if you can find any traces of them. Help me protect the law for now.” Han Li said to Purple Spirit after a moment of silence.

The golden worm and the spiritual beast were no different in the inner valley, which loosened his mind. After all, one of them is a strange bug, and the other is a mutated beast of great ferocity. Nature is very different from ordinary spiritual beasts.

However, Han Li naturally did not know that Nanhuo prepared a thousand miles of rice, which could be safely found in the valley, while those borrowed from Mulan Fascist were out of control, like purple spirit flying mice.

The original committee naturally involves some secrets in the inner valley.

“Then all that depends on Brother Han's divine talent.” Purple Spirit bit down his red lip slightly, which is all he can say.

Han Li nodded and sat calmly on his knees with his eyes slightly closed.

A moment later, his body was bright and bright, and the whole person was wrapped in the green glow and Xia, a little more spiritual.

Purple Spirit quietly stayed aside, a pair of spring-water eyes, staring at Han Li's ordinary face, without blinking.

To be honest, for the man in front of us, Purple Spirit himself is somewhat unclear about what kind of emotions he is carrying.

The two people said they were pure friends, some unlike each other. At the very least, when she occasionally sees a surprise in Han Li's face, there is a slight burglary and excitement in her heart.

I can't even talk about it. Although Han Li and I have had a difficult life and death journey together, so far, Han Li has never really revealed anything to her. Instead, there was no further thought in the hidden intent to pull away and her distance.

In fact, in Han Li's current repair status, if Ken exported to propose to her, she could not predict whether she would agree or refuse. When she inadvertently learned from the mouth of the Song woman of Luyun Zong that Han Li already had a dual cultivation partner named Nangong Wan, there was more of a sense of loss in her mind, as if what she had already seen had been taken away by others.

Looking at Han Li's face flashing in the green light, the purple spirit color was a little dazzling, and there was some myth in his brain.

Han Li, who is sitting there, naturally knows nothing about what Purple Spirit thinks. But he had already unleashed a powerful god, quickly searching for everything within a hundred miles of each other, to see if there was a spiritual monk, but after a while, he had nothing to gain.

Han Li frowned slightly, still not dead heart, and put the divine mind further away, within the range of nearly 200 miles. But after a busy period, there was still no smell of other monks.

Han Li thought slightly, suddenly took off a bag of spiritual beasts filled with golden worms in his waist and sacrificed it with his hands. After one pinch, thousands of golden bugs gushed out of the bag and turned into a cloud of golden bugs.

“Go!”

Han Li opened his eyes and raised his hand. A blue method struck the worm cloud.

After buzzing, the bug cloud broke apart and turned into a golden flower scattered in all directions.

When Han Li closed his eyes again, the spiritual light began to shine. Purple Spirit saw this scene and revealed a hint of surprise. I don't know what great divine talent Han Li is going to carry out.

By then, Han Li had extended the resolution to the extreme. To forcibly transform one's own god into a thousand parts of a god. Apart from the fact that several distractions remain on the body to protect against accidents, the rest of the distractions quickly catch up to each phagocyte, temporarily attach to them and spread their wings around.

With the eyes of the phagocytes, you don't have to feel any more of the aura of a monk, and start searching directly into a piece, possibly at the point where the next marker is located.

Naturally, they encounter space fractures and are either swallowed up or trapped and unable to return. But Han Li's distraction is simply invisible and the body of attachment. At first sight, the attached golden worm was abandoned, and the distraction returned to Han Li. But even so, there are dozens of distractions that cannot be separated, trapped or destroyed.

In this situation, Han Li resolutely abandoned these distractions and saved other distractions from being implicated.

But every time he gave up a distraction, Han Li's face had to be white.

But the good news is that his divine consciousness is so powerful that the loss of these distractions does not speak of injuries to the skeleton, and for a moment it becomes ordinary.

With thousands of phagocytes searching in the sky, after a long time, Han Li finally discovered the clue and found the way forward for Brother Ghost Gate.

He instantly reminded all the distractions, and suddenly thousands of phagocytes immediately turned around and flew back.

The corner of Han's face-to-face mouth opened his eyes with a slight smile when the last phage also entered the bag.

“Go! We found their trail. ”

As soon as he had said this, Han immediately rose and turned into a rainbow rushing to the sky. Purple Spirit sees this, and joyfully turns into a rainbow to follow.

Soon after, Han Li and Ziling appeared over a pile of rocks.

Han Li stared down at a new pit that was empty, with a strange color on its face.

“Looks like this is where the next mark is. So if I remember correctly, there are two more markings to find where the candlesticks are. The next location is a great opportunity to catch up with the Ghost Gate people.” Han Li calmly said that as his big sleeve swung, a white light flew out of his sleeve and landed several lengths in front of Han Standing, which was the royal windmill.

“Get in the car. Let's hurry up and catch them! Your speed is too slow. It is possible to catch up with them only if the speed increases several times.” Han Lichong said unquestionably.

“How many times faster? There are numerous spatial rifts in this inner valley. Isn't it a little dangerous?” Purple Spirit was surprised and some colors changed.

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