A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

After hesitating for a moment, the sweet woman sighed and said:

“A few years ago, during the King's sleep, Wang Zheng moved his sub-points to the ground alone, ready to refine the treasure with the help of the Moon Hua, so as to carry out the ritual of recognition. But who knows where to break into a group of outside monks, because Wang Jinggong needed to absorb the power of the moon, so most of the restraints had not been opened. As a result, this group broke into the king's main room. Wang was helpless and had to temporarily interrupt his training and let the fools without intelligence do the work to solve the group. But there's one guy, and he's smart. I could see the identity of the king's corpse king and immediately knelt down and begged for forgiveness. And willing to accept restraint in order to live. Wang Dai saw that the man was smart, so he banned him and accepted him. ”

“What does this have to do with Vajra Shelley?” The middle-aged man hears this place, has not heard what he wants to hear, and is somewhat impatient.

“The king is angry! The key is that the man gave Wang his idea that he could charge the former god of the monks without the need to blow ashes, without having to send four more men to search hard.” The woman's liberal explanation said.

“Oh, there's this way. Tell me about it!” Men seem a little curious.

“In fact, it was simple, the man offered to let the king deliver a strange treasure to him, and then hide in it a mystery. He would then sell the object to other discrete prostheses and design to lure them to the King's tomb on their own initiative. If they come, they're dead. But if he doesn't come, Wang's distraction will also prompt the hidden restraint in the treasure at the right time to kill the man. The Numen of this man flew back to the ancient tomb. But this treasure, first of all, must be rare in the world. Moreover, hiding in the king's distractions and body fires must not reveal any signs of corpse gas. Otherwise, it would be awkward.” The woman said not too slowly.

“There's no need to say it below. Affirmative, give this man the vajra shield, which has not yet been refined. Only Sheriff's sexuality on this treasure can hide the king's corpse.” The man interrupted the woman's speech and said coldly.

“Not crude, indeed, as the King thinks. Because even the Vajra can't hide the dead air after the Lord has been identified. And Wang Dai was in desperate need of a large number of monk spirits to practice. I took the risk of handing it over to this man. However, I specifically ordered this person. Let them not be tempted to become friars or more than knots, in case they are seen to be broken. In previous years, a number of people came to the door automatically, but there was no mistake. But this time it appeared that the man had not obeyed, causing the treasure to be taken and the distraction of the king to be damaged. Turn around and start a restraint and bring back his Numen and torture them.” Women's voices are getting cold too.

“Hmm! How many Brothers can you get with these little messes? I've got General Gogh plotting something. As long as things are done. In the future, there will be constant monks and nuns for us to use. And it will not attract the attention of those Buddhist fairy monks.” The man hummed and said coldly.

“Is this why, in previous years, the Great King took General Goh away from the ancient tomb for some time before returning alone?” The woman was somewhat surprised.

“Well, now General Gogh has long since become another man and has manipulated the family of a monk to get those humans to work for us. Even in order to disguise his identity, General Goh manipulated other households to kill another human family that inherited Buddhism first. Who let their elders actually see something wrong. Also looking for a nearby Buddhist Gate ventilation letter. I personally killed more than Khmer Khmer brothers in their doors, then let General Goh lead the human brothers and easily cleansed the world of blood.” Men's shady laughter came out, filled with a sense of pride.

“The king's plan was…” the woman asked in surprise.

“Hey, hey! It's nothing complicated, and you'll know it later. This was also the idea given to me by Shinjun Kamiyama on my last visit. That's how he did it, and he's safe and sound so far. Just be careful, at least for the next two or three hundred years, we will not be afraid to grieve for the Numen. Even if something really happened. All we have to do is slap our asses off and move the graveyard to it. Besides the limited number of old monsters, Dajin can stop the king.” The man said arrogantly.

“Masaru Sky Wind! This man is not a simple character, how can he kindly tell his secrets to the King? Don't try anything else!” Women's voices changed slightly, some worried.

“Conspiracy? Of course he's up to something!, just move your mouth and go from the king to Sanriku Heart Ball.” Men's voices are getting a little angry again.

“But the concubine is still a little upset. Fang Tianshan's reputation is not very good. He doesn't want to lure the king out of the tomb. You know, we wait for the lives of the three Yuan Gods to merge with this tomb. As long as we don't leave this tomb, there are few people in the world who can hurt us.” Women still look worried.

“I can't help but think of a reason for this. I will fully open all restraints in the tomb room and be careful when I go out. The twin demons won't know when I'm coming out of the grave.” The middle-aged man, after a moment of silence, also weighed a few points.

“The king is wary, that's all. In fact, why should the Great King personally do it? Leave anything to the concubine and several incarnations. After all, as long as the king is safe and sound, I expect to give the king a little face no matter what strong enemies he encounters.” The women's voices became eccentric again.

“Oh! Aifei knew something, and in order to implement this plan, the entire family of Jiangning province must be in control. Last time, in order to deal with that old Kong monster. I also suffered minor injuries because the body could not be damaged. There are no consecutive strikes. Because there are two other great families, although there are no more ex-baby monks in the door. But these two heirlooms are extraordinary. There are a few of them that happen to restrain us. Probably the gateway behind the two families, knowing the king was here. It is only here that the disciples are deliberately sent to build a world, and they are delusional to monitor the king. The King has not been active for more than a thousand years now. They probably forgot about it a long time ago. The king just hit them, knocking them all out. When these gates discover the reaction. I don't know how many years from now. It is long past time for this king to use the soul of the Brothers of Humanity to break through the last realm and become a corpse of heaven.” Men seem to be unusually fond of women, patiently explaining.

“The concubine will first congratulate the King. Refined into the body of the heavenly corpse, the king can be removed from the tomb and no longer trapped.” Women hear things, as if they are unhappy.

“Ha ha, it will be more than this king, you two can also carry out the exorcism to get you and the king's Numen out of the tomb.” Men hey hey say.

“But the king! The Vajra Shield is still to be found. After all, this is a very different treasure. Immediately after refining and refining, it can become immortal in a short period of time. After you forgot that the old monk had sacrificed this sherry, although it had not yet formed a vajra shield, it was just a vajra shield. After the king started the fire, it took three days and three nights to refine the sherry and destroy the monk. If this sherry were to be refined into a vajra, I'm afraid it would only add one layer of power.” The woman warned.

“The concubine is confused. This vajra can only be refined into a treasure shield by the help of the Moon. Don't even think about it. And the King of Ten Thousand Years in the heavens, besides this king, is only the Vice Valley Master of the Valley of the Ten Thousand Demons, the Bear of Ten Thousand Years. How dare a human monk go to the Valley of Wonders? There's a raven in the valley. I'm afraid none of the ten main gates or the ten great demons dare approach this valley.” Men say in laughing words.

“That's true! But these treasures are the exact share of the treasure for us, or when we find out who has fallen into our hands, send someone to take it back.” The woman persisted.

“Well, I'll send someone if you don't tell me. But since he can distract the king in the vajra, this person should not be ordinary. As soon as the treasure has been found, I will let the two incarnations travel together. As long as he's not a middle-aged monk, he'll be fine.” Men say with abnormal confidence.

“Me... me too... going!” The tall figure in black has remained quiet since the middle-aged man and woman spoke, and suddenly he spoke after listening to it.

“How do you get out. Your corpse will not be able to converge, and a monk will see who you are. How do you get out? Cut the crap, get in and practice.” Men's voices were heavily silenced and blamed politely.

The tall adult suddenly shriveled when he heard the words. I had to stretch out an arm full of green hair, rushed away to do the trick and lay down again. But a pair of red eyes suddenly remembered something and flashed a brutal color.

The sarcophagus was “thumped” and flew from the ground to rebuild the sarcophagus.

……

Thousands of miles away, Han Li naturally didn't know that he was just destroying a small mindset, and then he actually caused so many things.

He is now staring at the soul beast in the golden bubble in front of him, his face is dark and uncertain, and he does not know what else to think.

At the same time, he walked out of the square and just returned to his house with a gold dollar, suddenly a "puff” sounded lightly, the whole person suddenly wrapped in a grey flame, instantly his body turned into a green smoke disappeared without a trace.

And his former god's panicked face appeared in the flame, without being injured. But then, as if he was being dragged by something, the Numen were wrapped in a flame into fist-sized eyeballs, rushed out a half-open window, and lasered out to high altitude, disappearing without a trace.

From start to finish, no one noticed the disappearance of the elderly.

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