A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Seeing two people going to start, the others subconsciously took a few steps back and held their breath.

Fighting with a monk with such a high Qi refining period can be a rare thing for them.

But for Han Li, dealing with such a gas refiner really didn't bring much interest. Just stand there with your hands upside down and wait for each other to do it.

The middle-aged man, Ma Yulin, looked carelessly at Han Li and was furious.

One of the two unspoken words lifts up the fork and reads words in his mouth, while the other hand strangles the law.

After a moment, the fork slightly trembled a few times, releasing a faint light, suddenly turned into a yellow ray straight towards Han Li.

Han Li's color remained the same, and there was no use of the instrument at all. He raised his hand from the face, and a dozen dozen dots of charms were emitted from between his fingers at the same time. He suddenly turned into a dozen fisted red and red fireballs, and greeted the yellow rays in a row.

Ma Yulin saw this and laughed in his heart.

His yellow wind fork is an intermediate-level magic tool given by the Master Gate. It could be resisted by some small fireballs.

Nevertheless, he was reluctant to touch the hardware so as not to damage it in the slightest. Immediately after the pinch of both hands, Huang Mang made a sharp turn, drawing an arc intended to bypass the fireball and attack each other from one side.

Han Li smiled slightly and flushed his fingers into the air.

At the same time, these fireballs gathered in the air, and a cloud of wheel-like fire condensed, and then deformed into a long python. As soon as the red light flashed, the python flew out, and as soon as his body was plated, he entwined the yellow light that the fork had turned into.

Ma Yulin was surprised and rushed to pour his full powers into the magic apparatus, trying to get the fork out.

But inserting the yellow light only for a moment, in the interweaving flash, the tighter the python, the instant the spirit light dimmed, even a short low sound, which is clearly a precursor to the destruction of the magic apparatus.

“Stop! Daoyou is strong, Ma has admitted to losing!” The middle-aged man didn't see well and couldn't resist his own magic tricks, hurrying to starve and shouting.

Han Li heard the words, smiled slightly, punched a finger in the sky, python a circle loosened the flying fork, then a bang burst open, to ignite the flame, disappeared without a trace.

Han Li beat Hu to such a high opponent without blowing dust, surprised and surprised the three women in the pavilion.

Wu Xiaoyu, the big man across the street, looked difficult and muttered to his brother with hesitation:

“Brother Ma, this is…”

“Forget it, Brother Wu! As you can see, the other side has someone tall present. I even used Huang Feng-feng. I'm not even an opponent yet. That's all your nephew deserved.” Ma Yulin indiscriminately interrupted the words of Dahan.

He retracted the magic apparatus, and after examining it, he discovered that it had not been damaged. But he was very much in awe of Han Li's magic talent, and he didn't want to go to this mess any more.

Wu Xiaoyu heard his brother say so, naturally full of unwillingness, but even the tenth floor of Qi Qi Qi period is not the opposite brother, he is naturally even worse off.

Now, naturally, there's not much to go into.

Two disciples of the Rhinoceros spiritual sect, the rugged guard left the mountain peak and went down.

And Cao Mengyong, the third woman, surrounded Han, asked about the spell that had just been performed.

Han Li randomly found an excuse to be proficient, and explained some more. The manipulation skills when performing low-order spells were only vague to cope with the past.

Next, however, the two dressed women began to sincerely ask Han Li to teach them some of the difficulties of kung fu, and Han Li lifted his weight and answered with a slight response.

The time just passed a little, and when the sky was about to be late, the three women naturally did not stay long, so they had to leave with some reluctance.

After one night, when the three daughters came back, they found no one in the hut, leaving only one letter of farewell.

After reading the letter, Cao Mengyong couldn't help but be there. For some reason, Han Li suddenly broke up with the woman, there is an unspeakable pain.

Her two sisters also seemed to see something at this time and couldn't help but look at each other in the face.

……

A thousand miles away, Han Li's guard flew slowly, talking in the divine sense to the Great Derivative God.

“Han Boy, do you really want to go to Jiangling Province and open the Feng family cave first?” The Great Divine Deity asked.

“Of course, the efficacy of the Great Five Ghosts Locking God Law, and I don't know when it will fail, naturally we need to find the Buddhist Gong Method first, to relieve the anger. Otherwise, such as the maggots of the epiphysis, how can you not feel comfortable restoring magic?” Han Liyu replied.

“I advise you not to send too much hope here. I don't really believe that a small family of Buddhist modifiers can really have a high-end method to relieve Shaqi.” The Great Derivative God seemed intentionally to pour a pot of cold water on Han Li, he said faintly.

“Naturally I know about it. But the Feng family cave is also the easiest to handle. If you can't find the best, you'll have to go to the famous Buddhist houses. But with what I'm fixing now, the difficulty is not ordinary.” Han Li frowned and said slowly.

“Humph! After your fix came down, a lot of simple things became difficult. If you still have Yuan Bao to fix in the medium term, find Buddha Zong directly, those bald heads might just sell you a Yuan Bao Master face.” The Great Derivative King hummed a few words.

Han Li heard that all he could do was shake his head and smile.

Buddhist Sect is said to be a very exclusive Buddhist papal gate, even if he still has Yuan Bao medium term repair, how can Buddhist Gate easily divulge this high-order kung fu method. It's not possible, he can only find a way to get into the Buddha Gate and see if he can steal one.

However, Han Li is somewhat speechless when he thinks about getting into the Buddha Gate.

Perhaps it would be easier to go to Confucianism and find a way to relieve the anger. Han Li was depressed and couldn't help but think so.

……

Guanning Province is far from the westernmost end of Liaozhou. It is not unusually far from Wuyuan Province. Han Li Defender flew for more than a dozen days before finally entering the Guanning Province boundaries.

On this road, Han Li did not encounter any high-order fairy cultivators. Only a few occasional royal machines during the Qi refining and foundation building phases were seen far away, and Han Li did not ignore far away, but merely stunned to rush the road.

After a few more days of flight, mortals on the ground became scarce and the scenery became desolate. It's as if it's in the middle of nowhere.

But two days later, Han Li finally dropped his magic instrument in a place called Falcon Cloud Town and slowly walked along a dirt road into the town.

This town is much smaller than the other towns I've seen on the road. Not only is it small, but it's only three or four streets across, and houses are mostly made of yellow mud and wood bars, making it look a little messy.

Han Li frowned slightly and walked down a dirt road in the town, looking left and right from time to time.

At this time, the weather was unusually cold, but Han Li was just a Confucian shirt, and anyone who looked at it felt unusual. But in the past, some mortals in thick leather coats ignored the situation, and no one had a surprise on their face.

Han Li's face is now indulgent. At some odd moment, suddenly he moves in a divine colour and walks across the street to greet two white robes, one tall and one short.

These two are not very old, they look like they are in their twenties, but they are spiritual flow, but they are the fairy fixers on the seventy-eighth floor of the gas refining period.

They glanced at Han Li and looked at him with a hint of surprise. When they reached three or four lengths in front of Han Li, they stopped.

The tall young man suddenly respectfully arched his hand and asked:

“I don't know the name of my predecessor, but I'm here to participate in the King's Convention. ”

“The King's Convention? Never heard of it, Han just heard of a lot of spiritual grass nearby, came here to find some medicine.” Han Li's heart flashed, and there was a slight surprise in his face that was not covered up.

“I say, the General Assembly has already begun its day. Seniors would have gone to Snow Mountain if they had attended the convention. Looks like Senpai really passed through town.” The young man in the white robe revealed a sudden look.

“But it doesn't matter. Seniors can still participate now. This conference was jointly organized by all three of us in Jiangning. Not only were there plenty of potions for sale, but there were also dozens of hundreds of years of potions and a thousand year old King Nozo auction. The General Assembly should now be halfway there. The final roller auction has not yet begun. This is much easier than finding a potion in a mountain full of juniors. There are also plenty of bulk repairs and small parishioners exchanging psychotropic materials in the General Assembly, and none of us will be charging anything.” Another short young man, some nagging remarks.

Not only because Han Li showed the foundation building period to be repaired, but there was more than one storage bag and spiritual beast bag on both of them, which was enough to make both of them afraid to be lazy.

“The three of us, Kong, Zhao and Dong.” Han glanced for a moment and asked unexpectedly.

“Nice. I'm just two Confucius disciples. Specialize in hosting some seniors who are rushing here. I didn't think there'd be any more guests by now. I was thinking of attending the event as well. I didn't expect to happen to meet a senior.” The young man grinned.

“Is this town under your direct control? I see that mortals seem to be accustomed to us as fairy practitioners. That's not very common.” Han Li did not directly answer the other party's invitation, but looked left and right and suddenly asked.

“Senior is truly bright as a torch. The town was owned by all three of us five or six years ago. The inhabitants of the town are also external mortals of our three families. Therefore, there is nothing to be afraid of us who fix fairies.” The tall young man openly explained.

“Well. That's a little troublesome.” Han Li shrugged for a moment, but his face revealed an embarrassment.

“What, Senior, is there anything else? Could you tell the two younger generations that I might be able to help them?” Shorty young man moves and says with enthusiasm. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)