A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han glanced and immediately saw the old man with the * * light, eighty-nine out of ten is the old golden monster. After all, he is the only one in the three who is about to reach the peak of the realm.

As soon as the old man with hair entered the hall, he did not have the courtesy to look at Brother Cheng and others again. As a result, his eyes turned to Han Li, and his color changed slightly.

“This is Han Daoyou, right? I've heard a lot about you. But shouldn't Daoyou be a former Baby Master? Did Han Daoyou improve so quickly?” The old man's face was a little weird, he said slowly.

“It's Brother Kim, right? Let Daoist smile. Han only recently advanced in the middle of the year.” Han stood up and arched his hand, as usual.

The old man couldn't help but sink in his heart when he heard it.

“As soon as I shut myself out, I heard people talk about the incredible magic of Taoists. Rumors seem exaggerated, but not far off.” The old man with hair was silent and only smiled a little bitterly.

“Han Li smiled, but without waiting for him to say anything else, the program brother next to him stood up laughing.

“Jin Daoyou, why are you staring at Brother Han when you come? Why don't we sit down and we'll have a few old guys.” The old man Cheng said very enthusiastically.

“Brother Cheng, don't be weird. Kim didn't mean anything to you. It's just that before Kim came here, his ears were full of rumors about your brother Han. Naturally, he became more curious.” The old golden monster beat a haha and said with a smile.

“Really? I've seen Brother Han now. Brother Kim wasn't disappointed, was he?” Cheng said with a smile.

“Hey, hey! Certainly not disappointed, but a little unexpected. With Han Daoyou, Luoyunzong is bound to fly in the future. However, I heard that the Han brothers were not from your ancestral disciples, but from Huang Feng Valley!” Kim Lao Jing glanced at the old man and said with a grin.

“As long as Brother Han was involved with Huang Fenggu, what does this have to do with anything? Now we are the elders of the clouds.” The old man Cheng said quietly.

Once Jin Lao Wei heard this, he glanced at it, and what else to say, but Feng Lao suddenly said:

“Don't be too busy talking, Daoists. We have introduced a new kind of spiritual fruit that tastes good in Baiqiao Yard. You can try one or two first. ”

After that, the person immediately patted gently with both hands.

A group of young disciples who had been waiting outside for a long time served several plates of red and oval spiritual fruit and sent them up.

In this situation, the old man Kim Lao Monster and the old man Cheng naturally had difficulty disputing the master's face, and they all sat down.

“This is a ‘grenade', a disciple of our court, found spiritual fruit from an unnamed desert mountain. Sweet and juicy meat, worldly mortals eat it, has a certain bright curiosity.” As soon as the female disciples had laid out the lingerie fruit, Feng opened his mouth and introduced it.

Indeed, Han Li and others had never seen such likeness of spiritual fruit, and had tasted it with curiosity.

Absolutely sweet and unusual, it contains a lot of spiritual energy from heaven and earth. Han Li also thought it was good. He ate three of them at a time.

“That's right. Why didn't you see Fire Dragon Boy at this party? And this Taoist friend should be the Ming Xin Taoist friend of Guimen, right? Heard that Xin Daoyou's Fabao is very rare. It is made of 10,000 years of yellow wood. It is also cultivated by the top-level wooden attribute kung fu ‘Baihua Yang Chun Dynasty’” The old man took a look. The young woman of the ancient sword gate smiled and asked.

“Nice, the little girl is just heartwarming. Brother Fire Dragon was very interested to hear that there are people selling 'Fire Eunbeast’ young eggs in Fang City in Honolulu Mountain, they were no longer in the Sect a few months ago. Although Ming Xin has also had a sight of fifty or sixty years in her infancy, she has rarely seen anyone. This time, she can meet with several Taoists, and hope that some Taoists are not stingy enough to teach.” Although the woman dressed as a young woman did not look fantastic, but between each move, gentle and generous, her body more naturally formed a light floral scent came out, raising her hand and throwing her foot in the room, which made people not feel like a freshman.

Han Li felt very clearly that after saying these words, the woman looked at him with a glance and seemed quite interested in him.

Han Li's eyebrows wrinkled inadvertently, but then the colour of God continued.

After tasting the fruit, the three ruling elders began to talk.

Han Li let the silver-haired old man, Luo and others hide the chitchat, and he just rarely sat quietly talking. Sometimes I talk about him, and it's just a laugh.

But even so, these old monsters in Han Li's fame, Baiqiao Court and Ancient Sword Gate are still watching Han Li's every move as if they wanted to see something shallow.

A middle-aged monk dressed in a purple robe appeared just as the crowd in the hall was chatting and the hall was flashing red and glorious.

The middle-aged man had big eyebrows and a strong temper. At first glance, he was a man who had long fucked power.

As soon as the man appeared in the hall, the old man Feng and the old man Ding got up and greeted him.

“Brother Hot Fire. Daoyou of Yunzhong and Ancient Jianmen have arrived. Is everything ready for the ceremony? ”

“Well, it's all arranged. All you Daoists have to do is go and watch the ceremony.” The middle-aged monks answered casually, looking at the monks in the hall.

Other monks also rose to greet the man. After all, they are the elders of Baiqiao Court, and naturally they dare not be lazy.

“Brother Fire, you're finally out. We haven't seen each other in a long time. I didn't know your ‘Heavenly Fire Showdown' could improve. After watching the ceremony for a while, the two of us did not hesitate to discuss one or two.” The old golden monster seemed to have a bit of a relationship with this man, he said.

“Huh! Forget it. Even though my Heavenly Fire is quite powerful, I'm missing your whole realm and what good it can do to fight you. You better find someone else.” The fiery old monster turned a white eye and said without good breath.

Brother Cheng also introduced Han Li, the fiery old monster is naturally terrified of Han Li's progress so quickly in the middle of the year, and he is unusually polite to Han Li.

Afterwards, the elder of Baiqiao Court did not say any crap, and immediately invited several people to attend the ceremony.

Others naturally had no opinions, and the group walked out of the cave and over the platform they had just seen.

At that time, there was no one in the sky or above the mountain walls nearby, and hundreds of foundational disciples were waiting in teams just in front of the huge pavilion.

At the front are more than a dozen knotted monks, standing side by side with their faces in silence.

More than a dozen husbands are in front of these people, but there is a strange furnace.

And this large, flat, flat, flaming, mystical pattern is engraved all over the body. Even stranger, at this moment, the furnace is completely empty, but all red and red glow. As long as you walk into the ten lengths of this object, you can feel a hot and hot face flutter.

None of this, however, attracted the attention of the brothers and his eyes fell on a young man kneeling far away from his former husband.

The man seemed to be of little age, kneeling on his knees on a golden futon, whispering what. But because his head was down, his face was not clearly seen.

In the blink of an eye, Han Li and others landed right in front of those monks. After a riot, the dozen disciples immediately came to pay a respectful greeting.

“See Uncle and Senior Master. Brother Yu has been worshipping for half an hour. In a few moments, the furnace will be turned on and the ceremony will be held.” After seeing the ceremony, the old man Fu stepped out of the group of brothers of Knot Dan and said respectfully to Han Li and others.

“Got it, you go down first.” The fiery old geek nodded and stood in front of the crowd with Han Li and others, staring at the young man who was praying in front of him.

“Taoist Fire, is this the disciple who knots in less than a hundred years? Certainly too good a qualification. Now there are more Qingkun Towers to cultivate as a treasure of life. I'm afraid in two or three hundred years, there will be another Yuan Baby Master in your courtyard.” The old man with hair carefully gauged the disciple and suddenly said.

“Hey, whoever can condense the Nuan Baby is just an opportunistic question. If you are not qualified, you will definitely advance to the Nuan Baby Period. It's just a better disciple than the Ling Root, I hope.” The fiery old geek shook his head as if he didn't think so.

The old man smiled faintly and said nothing more. Others were silent and silent.

The disciples in the back, not only the master of the main door here at first sight, but also so many more baby monks, is extremely cautious, the atmosphere does not dare to breathe. In the blink of an eye, there was no other voice on the platform than the low whisper of the disciple.

Han Li listened a little bit, just an ordinary article to worship the heavens and the earth, recited repeatedly, has no special meaning. I wonder if these old monsters want to hone the disciple's mind, or if there are really such strange rules in the Baiqiao Hospital recognition ceremony.

With these old monsters practicing time over the years, a small hour is naturally a blink of an eye.

When Han Lixin estimated that there was not much time, he had stably stopped in front of the fire giant Ding, suddenly the Ding covered a slight tremor, and then a sound of purring gently output from the Ding, the spiritual light amplified.

Temperatures near the giant dings also rose dramatically for a moment, and a wave of almost naked red fever burst into all directions.

Han Li and others in front were fine. After this heat wave flashed, he was completely indifferent. But the foundation and knotting disciples behind them flashed their shields against this incredibly hot wind.

As for the young disciple, who was kneeling far away from him, the flame red shield lit up, and death withstood the heat wave.

A moment later, the hot wind passed. The disciple exhaled a long breath and finally lifted his initial hot gaze at the giant ding.

This is a clear show, looking like a skinny young man of 278. So young to become Jindan, no wonder the elders of Baiqiao Yard are willing to hand over such treasures to this person.

Han Lixin couldn't help but think like this.

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