A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Led by the three old men, Han Li and others crossed the forbidden battle and entered over Baiqiao Court. This time, Han Li et al. did not land in the middle square around the mountain, but directly led to a huge platform built on the mountain wall.

In the middle of this platform, there is a loft of about a hundred people, five floors long. At first glance, it doesn't look like a staircase, it looks like a giant stone tower.

At the back of the attic, on the mountain wall, which cannot be seen at the end, there are dense and numb holes, inside and out of the hundred and compact courtyard disciples from time to time, as if they were cellular.

The old man Fu did not lead the three men to the attic, but took them straight to the top of the mountain wall.

“At the bottom of the mountain lies a top-of-the-line ground-pulmonary fire pond, which not only doubles the power of the refiner, but is also of great benefit to the Master of Fire Attributes. So Baiqiao Court not only cultivated many refinery rooms on the mountain wall, but also a number of high-end disciples built the cave in the heart of the mountain.” Brother Cheng obviously knew Baiqiao Yard very well and introduced Han Li casually in the middle of the flight.

Speaking unintentionally listening intentionally. Han Li listened to the words and his face showed a thoughtful expression.

More than a thousand husbands flew high and finally stopped at a huge, lonely hole. Obviously this is not a place for low-ranking disciples to come, unlike the liveliness of the people below, where there are no shadows of other monks besides two elderly people standing there to greet them.

“Brother Cheng, Lu Daoyou! I've been waiting for you for a long time. I didn't go out to greet you, and I hope you two Daoists don't find it strange. This is Han Daoyou, right? Young and unlimited indeed. Has Han Daoyou advanced to the middle age?” As soon as the three men fell in the hole, an elderly man with red hair and dark skin greeted Brother Stroke and Luo with a smile. And with his eyes, Han stood up, his face suddenly changed dramatically and shouted. Another old man beside him, with dry skin and dark eyebrows, was similarly shocked.

“Let Brother Feng laugh. Brother Han also just advanced to the middle of the prime infant. In the future, please ask the two Taoists to point more at Brother Han.” Brother Cheng laughed and said with a smile.

“Let's point! Brother Cheng, stop joking.” The two Dean Baiqiao finally recovered from the shock. After looking at each other, they laughed bitterly. The old man Feng replied without a word.

“The two Taoists don't have to be modest. Han practiced a little faster, but after all, the foundation is unstable. There's nothing wrong with practicing in the future. I really need two Taoists to confuse me.” Han Li hugged his fist and said politely, without any arrogance.

Two Yuan Baby Brothers across the street can't even say dare, the impression of Han Li is naturally very good. Then three people are invited to come in and talk.

The old man Fu and others withdrew.

“Brother Hot Fire was supposed to come out to greet the three Taoists, but he was preparing for the final recognition of the newly refined Pharaoh. I can't come here for now. Don't be weird with the three Daoists.” The other old man said so.

“Brother Ding said something! Brother Lu and I have been together with the three of you for hundreds of years, why be so polite. But what kind of magic treasure is such a solemn ceremony? Can't you two Daoists divulge one or two first?” On the way, Lulo asked curiously.

“Hey, hey, not a big deal. It's just that my brother spent three months refining another Qingkun Tower.” The old man Ding said it was nothing, but there was a hint of pride in his eyebrows.

“Quinta? It's this treasure. This is one of the treasures of Baiqiao Court's three main townhouses. I remember that no one in your yard has refined the treasure of a new town courtyard for nearly a thousand years.” Brother Cheng smiled and said with surprise.

“So this time we recognize this treasure, we invite all Daoists to watch the ceremony. However, this Qingkun Tower is the treasure of the town courtyard to our Baizhou courtyard. It is nothing to you two. Ancient Sword Gate is silent. I heard Brother Cheng got some rare treasures back in Fall Valley. And Han Daoyou can advance so fast in the middle of the period, I'm afraid he has another chance in the Valley of Fallen.” The old man Feng sneered.

“Get some treasure? Brother Feng was told by hearsay. I don't know much about Brother Han. The last time I went into Devil's Valley, I won two ancient treasures, but they were all powerful and ordinary. How can they be compared to the Qingkun Tower?” The silver-haired old man shook his head like a beam drum.

“Han did not get any powerful ancient treasures, but destroyed many treasures in the Fallen Valley. Had it not been for the coincidence, I would have gone into the valley for nothing.” Han Li naturally won't mention the Linghuan in detail, and the true and false words have been brought along.

“Han Daoyou repaired to the first floor, what more treasure is needed. If he can repair to the next level, I would like to exchange all treasures.” The old man Feng laughed bitterly and said with a sense of self-derision and envy.

Han Li listened to this and smiled slightly. There was no interface.

Through a vast garden of flowers and wrath, they were introduced into a large and strange lobby. There are more than a hundred legs in this room, four walls are embedded with glittering unknown crystal blocks, each with fist size. Let not only the hall not feel dark. Instead, it gives a sense of richness and royalty.

“Please have a seat, Brother Hot Fire will come after the incident. And the Daoists of the Ancient Sword Gate, should be here soon.” The old man Feng greeted Han Li and others and said politely.

“I heard that the old Golden Monster of the Ancient Sword Gate ended the life and death threshold, and will come this time too. This isn't a fake, is it?” As soon as Lulo sat down, he asked about it.

“This is true. Kim Daoyou also personally sent a note to Brother Hot Fire. He said he was coming to see the ceremony. But...” The old man Feng paused when he spoke here.

“But what?” Lulo is a little strange. The silver-haired old man was also turned around with interest. Han Li weighed the lobby as if he didn't care at all.

“But Jin Daoyou is here, I'm afraid you'd like to meet Han Daoyou. After all, Brother Han's fame is so loud, he is now one of the top three figures under the three brothers. When it comes to single-handedly fighting, we are the First Brothers of the Heavenly Alliance. Besides, it is now advanced to the middle of Yuan Baby,” said the old man Ding, looking at Han Li, with a hint of mystery in the corner of his mouth.

“Why, Kim wants to try Han's magic trick? This old monster has been locked up for so many years, his spleen hasn't changed at all?” Brother Cheng frowned and said somewhat uncomfortably.

“This is not clear to me and Brother Feng. However, with Yoshimitsu Hando, I don't think he will be afraid of anyone. And to be honest, we also want to meet Brother Han Shentong.” The old man with the Ding surname did not hide and speak up.

“So this party should be a re-ranking of Yunmeng Mountain.” Lulo's eyes flashed for a moment, tapping his fingers a few times on the table and slowly opening.

“If you two Daoists want to come, you're right. But when it comes to re-ranking, our Baiqiao Yard is just a few of us old and immortal. Naturally, this time it is the bottom. There will be no argument between you two. But since the ancient Jinmen Jindaoyou personally came here, he would probably try Han Daoyou Shentong. Otherwise, how could you be willing to give the name of the first Gate of Xiguo away?” The old man Feng on the other side said with a smile.

“The two Taoists knew about this, but did not leave a word in the invitation letter. That's hard to say.” Brother Cheng frowned and didn't say anything. Luo's face was slightly heavy and his voice cooled down.

“Don't get me wrong, Lu Daoyou, these are our speculations. Jin Daoyou didn't say that he must know Han Daoyou. For our Baiqiao Hospital, this gathering is based on three cooperative exchanges. After all, it was over a hundred years ago. There are also many new faces of Han Daoyou, as well as Ming Xin Daoyou of Ancient Kenmen. See, there's a lot of natural benefits.” Brother Feng shook his hand and said without anger.

After listening to this explanation, Luo's face was slightly slower. Han Li's color remained unchanged and from beginning to end was just a faint smile.

This has led me to keep an eye on the two elders of Han Li's Baiqiao Yard, and I felt a little more profound about him.

After listening to the explanation, Brother Cheng quickly replied to the normal color. When he was about to ask about the ancient sword gate, he suddenly flew in from a red light converted by a musical note outside the door. After a circle, he fell into the hands of the old man Feng.

At this point, no one in the hall was aware of the past. And the old man Feng just swept the musical note so fast that he stood up quickly.

“What a coincidence. Three Daoists waited here for a while, and a few Daoists from the ancient sword gate actually followed them, so I went to greet them first. Let Brother Ding accompany the three of you.” The old man said with some apologies and then hurried out.

Brother Cheng said and Luo looked at each other with a little solemnity on his face.

Han Li still looks restless. He remembered correctly, as if he had heard Luo say, the ancient sword gate besides the Fire Dragon Boy and the two good friends. The rest of the elders are not very close to Lu Yun Sect.

A moment later, footsteps rang at the entrance of the hall, and the old man Feng walked in with three brothers, two men and one woman.

At the forefront is an old man with hair all over his head. The old man's hair will be white, but his face will be red, his skin will shine, and a pair of rings will shine, giving him an animal-like cruelty. More notably, the left and right lateral prolapses are a pair of bizarre palms that are nearly half the size of ordinary people.

Behind the elderly is an ordinary middle-aged monk and a decent young woman.

(Second! Keep asking for the guaranteed monthly ticket. Everyone has more support for the monthly ticket. One or two!) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support authors, support authentic reading!)