A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

A day and a night later, Han Li stepped out of the stone room and left the mountain belly and headed straight for the middle of Dajin. Jinjing, the first city in the mortal world, is situated there.

Because it is too early, Han Li traveled eastward in a hurry to prevent others from coming up with ideas only at the usual speed of the knotting period.

Shortly afterwards, Han Li smoothly left Tongzhou and entered the neighboring county. This took out the royal windmill and turned the speed into a white light, leaving the sky.

With Han Li's hidden ex-baby monks, he occasionally encountered some low-ranking monks along the way, respectfully avoiding them. A former infant monk, Dajin is also an ordinary monk who needs to look up to the Prime Minister's presence. Naturally, no disrespect at all.

More than a month later, when entering Jinjiang County near Jinjing, Han Li put away the royal windmill and slowed down the speed, while at the same time converging the atmosphere to the level of the knotting period, slowly proceeding.

After all, in the heart of the Great Jin, there must be a lot of advanced fairy cultivators, he doesn't want to attract too much attention.

More than a decade later, 100 miles from Jinjing, a furry old mara was slowly moving on the official road in a dilapidated two-wheeled carriage.

In front of the car is a green shirt Confucian, ordinary face, exactly Han Li.

As he sat in front of the car, his body swayed, his eyes twitched and he looked like he was not asleep. In fact, in the dark, they were refining a pill of snow balls that they had taken a few days earlier.

Speaking of which, since he came out of that space crack, he has taken more than a dozen of these pills that can enhance the power of the ice cold.

Han Li obviously felt the cold air of the previously refined dry blue ice flame and six-wing frost centipede. The residual trace of impurities in violet flames that cannot be refined and gradually disappear, greatly increasing the power of cold air.

The only trouble is that these dandrugs are not easy to refine and it takes almost three or four months for them to be taken. This makes Han Li a little helpless. Otherwise, if you take one capsule a month, it is estimated that Purple Fire will reach the extreme in just over a hundred years, perhaps cultivating it to the legendary frozen thousand miles.

But that's how it goes on, and Purple Fire is no worse than any of the two most powerful gods of the Orthodox Demon, and has been truly restrained by almost any other method.

As for Han Li's arrival here in haste of such a carriage, it is because Jinjing, as the capital of human beings, has such an unspecified provision in the Great Jinxiu Immortal Realm. Fighting and flying are strictly forbidden within a thousand miles of Jinjing, in order to show a little respect for the Great Jinxiu Province.

In the Great Jin, immortals and mortals are also, to some extent, interdependent. However, this rule is only for those who practice fairies in the lower order, Yuan Baby even self-sustaining clever Knightan monks, ignoring them, there can be many people there.

After all, those in charge of inspecting Jinjing are casual repairs hired by some government offices, and repairs are generally not too expensive. As long as it is not discovered, or when entering the capital, it is not known to fly at low altitudes.

Han Li likewise disagreed.

But due to plenty of time, I wanted to refine this snowball first on the way. So hundreds of miles away he fell into the light. I bought an old horse in a small town and wandered off.

On the way, Han Li also encountered some low-order fairy fixers who rode honestly on horseback and rushed the road. But Han Li didn't want to do much, and once he had the power, he was like a mortal. Naturally, these low-order fairy fixers can't see the difference, and no one goes to harass Han Li.

Because Han Li's carriage was not quick, there were seventy-eight pedestrian merchants before and after the official road.

Han Li did not move his voice on his own. Now he is feeling the slightest amount of medicine in Dantian. He is feeling the coolness slowly dissipating to the internal meridian. When his heart feels as quiet as water, he suddenly frowned and then suddenly sounded a stormy rain stirring horseshoe on the avenue behind the car.

Han Li's color remained the same, but his eyes opened. Pull the rope in your hand, and the old horse immediately leans to the side, letting the car get to the side of the official road.

Han Li looked back lazily.

I saw a yellow dragon rolling in the back of the official lane, and the flag was stretched inside, as if thousands of army horses were rushing here.

Han Li's face revealed a slight surprise.

Yellow Dragon immediately approached Han Li's side, a group of silver armor, hanging knife back bow knight's figure in the dust fog hidden, gradually became clear.

All these knights are strong, headed by a middle-aged man in a gown riding a horse with a long sword at his waist, a flag behind him, writing a big “king”, and among the knights, there are a few jade cars with a marauder running with them. The car flashed a faint light and ran so wildly, but the texture of the car did not shake, as if nothing had happened.

“Magic appliance?” When Han Li saw the car, his eyes flashed with surprise. The divine awareness swept slightly, and the other cars were fine. There seemed to be some dead bodies stacked inside. Only one car revealed the smell of a monk hidden in it. Although the breath looked weak, it was a little unexpected that ordinary fairy monks were mixed with these sergeants.

Han Li grabbed the reins and simply parked the vehicle on the side of the road so the sergeants could take a step forward.

The cavalry was supposed to have about 300 or 400 men, but passing by was like a hurricane, and it was incredible.

Han's gaze flashed for a few moments. These knights are all brave, as if they were all brave warriors, this is not a regular guardian of the city. Seems like a sidekick who often participates in blood warfare.

He has also heard that Dajin, though incredibly large, is bordered in the southeastern and northwestern parts of the country by a number of exotic places, and that there are frequent mortal wars with the natives there. It is only in such chaos that a true sergeant of iron blood can be practiced.

Han Lizhengsi room, a Jade car passed by the side, a gaze flashed out of the window gap, just looking at Han Lizheng next to him, then a light hum sounded in the car.

Han Li also seemed to feel something. He couldn't help but look up and a pair of eyes that seemed to have known each other swept past the window.

With a slight flash in his heart, the knights had gone far before he could remember who they were.

Looking at the queue from afar, Han Li sighed for a while and finally shook his head, giving up the idea of penetrating the divine mind into the car. It's not that Han Li is lazy to do this, but there are some simple isolation bans on those jade cars. If you want to find out, you can't avoid being spotted by the people in the car.

And the person in the car is the Qi refining period repair, Han Li doesn't want to come out because of some low-order monks.

Han Li drove on to the carriage again after staring faintly at the rider in front of him.

This time, just over a decade after walking, there was a tripartite junction in front of several official roads, along with a large lush forest, and a few simple tea shops were built together on the edge of the forest.

Many horses stay outside the tea shop, while the owner enters these humble places to drink and eat water. After all, this is almost the only stop in this direction to Jinjing. Most passers-by will rest for a moment.

Han glanced casually and saw the silver knights, also resting by the woods on the lower horse. But several jade cars also stopped there, only one of which is now half open and empty. And the middle-aged man in the gown was also not among the knights.

Han Li frowned and swept his consciousness into the tea shops. Then, a silent horse rushed the road from this junction.

But at this point, one of the knights, a knight, saw Han Li's car and suddenly walked over. A handful stopped the way.

Han Li couldn't help but stand still.

“This man is Han,” the knight said in a modest salute to Han Li.

“Nice. Here's my last name! Sir, can I help you?” Han Li moved and said slowly.

“Since he's really Han, the little man didn't find the wrong man. My lady has asked her son to go to the tea shop. ”

“Your lady? Um... okay, I'll be right there.” Han Li moved and remembered the pair of bright eyes he had just seen in the car. After a slight indulgence, he nodded.

He jumped off the carriage.

“Please, my lady has already wrapped up that little tea shop over there, just come with me.” The Koshi said silently and waved to the woods. Suddenly, two other Koshers came to help Han Li carry the carriage.

Han Li followed the man to one of the tea shops.

A moment later, Han Li appeared in front of two women and one man in the tea shop. Naturally, the man is the middle-aged man in his gown, in his forties, with fine eyes and a self-righteous appearance. The other two women were of good age and were fairy practitioners, but one appeared on the seventh floor of the Qi Refining Period and one on the fifth floor of the Qi Refining Period.

“Brother Han, we haven't seen each other in years. I didn't expect to meet here. At that time, I had no memorable dreams of pointing fingers at my little sister. ”

The man could not sit still, and the other two women saw Han Li come in and all got up to greet each other. The woman who had been repaired to a lower level, but also slightly bit the lips of the apricots, said, the beautiful face revealed a hint of joy.

“It turns out it's Miss Cao. It's a coincidence. When he said goodbye, he asked Cao Daoyou not to be surprised.” Han replied with a smile.

This woman is actually Cao Mengrong, the county lieutenant's daughter, who came to Dajin a few years ago.

“Brother Han thought there must be something important, how can dreams be blameworthy. Right, let me introduce you. This is Sister Wang, who took extra care of me and sympathized with my sister when I was in Zongmen. This is Sister Wang's uncle, who has always been based in Nanjiang, the famous General Zhunan of Hehe. This time he was ordered to drive.” Cao Mengyong began introducing Han Li to a middle-aged man and another beautifully aged woman who looked like peach blossom.

(Finally, we're busy over there. Though I have to travel twice a day in the future, I don't have to work so hard. Start returning to normal update patterns tomorrow. The update of the previous few days was not normal, I hope you'll excuse me.) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support authors, support authentic reading!)