A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

In a densely airtight and airtight room, a tall blue stone table surrounded by dozens of different colored flags formed a temporary legal array with a faint light.

On the table, there is a turquoise bowl similar to the array, above the green air array, hidden is a vague baby tray sitting there swallowing cloud mist, practicing what kind of work.

In each corner of the Chamber, a grey-haired old man sits on his knees holding a bright green flag. All of these flags point to the middle bowl, which is slowly flowing away from the tip of the flag with a slim green mist.

This bizarre scene, like a scroll of painting, is silent.

After a long time, the faces of the four elderly showed tiredness, and the baby in the green mist appeared to have a clear figure after that time.

“That's it for today. I really have three friends. In a few days, Gui should be able to reply on his own. I appreciate it.” A red-haired old man sitting in the northwest corner of the Chamber stood up with his flag closed, hands fisted and thanked the other three for their salutations.

“Huh! Why do you have to be polite? We've been seeing Master Gui for a long time. It's the right thing to do.” The three elderly were accompanied by a flag, and a needless white-faced old man hurried back to say the same thing.

“Anyway, this love. I remember it with my two brothers.” First of all, the old man got up and looked at the baby who was still sitting in training and said very sincerely.

“Ha ha, why be so polite!” The other old man said with a smile.

“By the way, we've been waiting for four of us in the secret room to help Master Guixian make up for Yuan Baby Body, and we don't know who the outsiders have heard from. It's incredible how someone in the world can drive tens of thousands of phagocytes. We all know the difficulty of spawning golden worms. I arrived late and did not take part in the war against the foreigners. That man was so scary that three Yuan Baby Fairies crashed.” The red-haired old man was a stark, heavily asked man.

After listening to this, the other three old men looked at each other and their faces all showed their fears.

“That man is not terrible to describe. In addition to being able to drive the phagocytes, the man would also carry out a purple flame and release a golden lightning bolt, and the first columns of his fairies, one face, would die of two injuries. Much of this is due to these two methods. Golden thunder can trap the former infant of a fairy fixer, while purple flames can be easily eliminated. Other fairies in the back, even if they meet and be more careful. But there are still two fairies who could not resist being exterminated.” The white-faced old man sighed.

“Moreover, the foreigner-driven Pharaoh is also very powerful. It is a set of odd flying swords of two colors, gold and green, with a total of sixty or seventy bits. It is extremely sharp. When several Daoists' treasures touch these flying swords, they are actually directly cut into two pieces. What's worse is that the pair of winged magic treasures behind him can be used without even spells to directly show the thunder trick. There is no way to capture each other's shape. Not afraid of the jokes of the brothers, at the time, there were six or seven friends of my kind and I surrounded each other at the same time, still killed by each other's sweat stream, and it was dangerous. Several of us even had the intention of backing off for a while. Later, fortunately, the Great Fairy arrived in time. It took an unexpected blow to inflict the 'Great Five Lines of Immortal Catcher' to seriously injure each other. But after serious injuries, the foreigners suddenly turned into a blood shadow, and suddenly disappeared in the envelope. Neither one of us can find anything with our minds. Or did the Great Fairy show that he was hundreds of miles away, and I waited to find out where he was. But there's no time to chase him down.” A slightly fat old man explains half the memories, and his face shows a hint of horror.

“This foreigner is so powerful, who is the famous top priest of the vast majority? No wonder Brother Gui, with the 'Six Souls Segmentation Technique' has still come to this end.” The red-haired old man looked a little ugly after hearing this.

“Brother Gui, don't worry. You don't know the power of the Five Lines of Immortal Catcher. Even if the man escaped here. But at least let him repair most of the damage. It shouldn't be enough now! And just as the Virgin accompanied the guests of the Great Jin to the nearby Temple of Tianlan to perform the opening ceremony, if that person is really a Brother of the Great Jin, he is so strange to the guests should know. Once you know the details of each other, you can deal with this person. Even if this man is really a monk to any of the great doors, killing so many of our superior fairies suddenly won't stop. Besides, it is important to find out why they can cultivate so many phagocytes.” The white-faced old man hated the words.

Looks like this guy also suffered a lot of losses when fighting Han Li.

“I hope so. Fortunately, however, this person's phagocytes are immature. Otherwise, nothing will need to be done by then. If you release the tens of thousands of phagocytes, I'm afraid the four fairies will gather together, you must also retreat three feet.” The red-haired old man muttered.

When the other elderly heard the news, they looked at each other and laughed only bitterly.

The mature golden phagocytes are powerful, and their abrupt fairy masters naturally know them well.

An unexpected thing happened while several people were feeling a little bit at a time.

Baby sitting on the middle knee of the green mist suddenly screamed a pointy scream in his mouth and immediately rolled his head in his arms, looking painful. The figure is also slightly disintegrating and indeterminate.

”Bad. Few Daoists hurry up.” The red-haired old man was shocked and immediately shouted out loudly.

The other three elderly people, also aware of the seriousness of the situation, rushed to celebrate the flag again, and under the auspices of the law, four green fogs were sprayed back into the middle of the secret chamber.

Suddenly, the thick green mist covered the rolling baby, constantly repairing the broken body of the dollar baby.

Little by little, under the full control of the four elderly, the noise in the fog decreased, and a little later, the baby finally sat on his knees and absorbed the surrounding green fog.

After a long time, a fine, intermittent sound came from the fog.

“Many thanks to a few Taoists who have helped each other so much, now... everything is fine... we can make it work.” It was only after hearing this that the four old men were relieved.

To be honest, if the time is longer, they can persist, but the loss of energy is inevitable.

And there were four people who had harvested their skills.

“Brother Gui, what happened just now? The original coagulated meta-baby collapsed again. This is dangerous.” The white-faced old man couldn't bear to ask.

“A few… Don't worry, Daoists. It won't happen again. It was... a phage connected to my Numen... that was exterminated. God… God's awareness has been affected.” The baby said with some bite.

“What, the phagocytes were killed. How he did it. Mature phagocytes exist almost indelibly in this world. How could they have been killed easily?” The red-haired old man said in surprise.

“There's nothing strange about it, no Gui commanding the spiritual worm himself. The golden worm is stronger, there's always a way to break it. After all, the body is indestructible, but there are some top magic tricks, but it can directly attack the spirit of the Numen. There is no need to destroy the phagocytes.” The white-faced old man thought about it and said so.

“Oh, so this man is a monk now. But when you fought us before, most of the magic powers you used didn't resemble magic tricks?” The last shredded old man hesitated to say.

Hearing this, the crows were silent in the secret room and several elderly people looked at each other in disdain.

……

At the same time, in a distant other place. Han Li took a big breath in the carriage and suddenly relaxed in his heart.

After the continuous application of the half moon and night, the former god of the mature phagocyte was finally extracted from his body and inhaled into the Yin Lotus.

In the meantime, Han Li was somewhat surprised by the fact that he had not been disturbed once by the people of the herring ministry outside, so naturally he enjoyed himself.

He naturally did not know that the moment he had just drawn the Numen, he almost killed the culprit who had caused him so much.

As soon as he raised his hand and rushed to the front of the black demonic void, he grabbed it, and suddenly the demonic "bang” sounded, a small black hammer lasered out, and he grabbed it in his hand.

The rest of the dark fog rolled over and turned into a black and green secondary infant, grabbing a golden bright giant flying bug with both hands.

Under Yuan Baby, the lid and the lid on the jade box had long since disappeared into thin air.

Han Li played with the little hammer in his hand and swept his eyes at the golden worm.

This worm is half a foot long, a pair of fangs are exposed in the mouth, and the appearance is fierce. It's totally like Han Li's golden bug magnifies several times. It's the maturity of the phagocytes!

But there is no more worm god, no more life.

After thinking about it, Han Li showcased a raven in his hand, a fist-sized black and green group flew out of the raven, and after a circle, it gently fell in front of Han Standing.

In a soft green light, a bug shadow that looks exactly like a mature golden bug floats in it. It's just that insects are not only much smaller in shape, but also black and a pair of insects are bloodthirsty.

“Go”

Han Li gently pointed, the Phage Yuan God suddenly turned into a black light emitted, flash passed away and did not enter the original worm body.

The giant golden worm immediately bled red light in his eyes, and a pair of wings actually flew, dancing indefinitely around the second yuan baby.

“Sure is right to expect it. If you refine this worm as a demonic corpse, it should work. Though it's a lot less powerful than it was, it's also very powerful. Just to really drive Ruyi, it seems that the worm body also needs to be refined with magic.” Han Li muttered in a whisper, showing some joy in his face. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)