A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“Haven't you heard of it?” The Great Divine Deity asked in silence.

“Of course I've heard that. Hua Yi Shen mud is called phantom cream. It is said to be able to deform the refiner at will. After damage, it also has the special ability to repair itself. It is a rare material for refining complex instruments. Is that what this is? But I heard that Hua Yi Shen Mud is white, like Mi Yu, how can it be such an eyeless appearance” Han Li was also surprised, staring at these ruined tablets, stunned to ask.

“Han Boy, you don't have to be surprised. These are indeed monotheistic clays, but after the ancient monks mixed with other things, the specially refined clay was called the Soft Jade of the Spirit in ancient times. There will never be more than ten monks in the world who will recognize them. I also saw a little bit of information in an ancient cave in the early years, and I'd long forgotten about it. Had it not been for a recent reminder, it would not have been recognisable.” The Great Divine Spirit said.

“Soft jade? What's the difference between it and ordinary mud?” Han Li Ruo remembered something.

“Didn't you find out? After refining, this mud can not only maximize the restorative effect of deformation, but also absorb the power of the Brothers. A powerful attack can be weakened by more than half. The only downside is the fear of an organ attack, after all, it does not have any defensive power at all. But just because it is, it doesn't make this mud worth much more than it does.” The Great Derivative God explains.

“So what is it that the predecessor wants to refine into a puppet with these mud?” Han Li listened to Soft Jade of the Spirit, so it worked wonderfully, and the natural face was delightful, he couldn't help but ask.

“You don't have to ask! This clay is naturally an excellent material for refining the puppet shell, in conjunction with your silver. The case refined with these two materials means that no defensive treasure is used, and not many people in the human world can easily destroy it.” The Great Deuteronomy proudly said.

“As the predecessors said.” Han Li naturally agreed without hesitation.

“Well, these things don't move for now. Refine all the other parts first. It is estimated that it will take another year to refine the parts and then merge them into a single puppet. Now let's continue refining the parts. ”

“Okay.” Han Li promised, his sleeve robe trembled and a roll of blue and summer flew past, and the material on the ground immediately disappeared.

Then a pack of storage bags, seventy-eight jade boxes with other materials were placed in front of them.

Han Li began refining the next puppet part.

Spring comes in autumn, time goes by, more than a year is almost a blink of an eye for a fairy practitioner.

During this period, Han Li except for closed-door refining puppets. The twelve six-wing frost centipedes have unexpectedly advanced under the stimulus of one snowball a month. After a round of shelling, these centipedes are not only twice as big as before, but finally have a pair of snow-white wings on their backs. Not only does the speed increase dramatically between flights, it also becomes unusually flexible. It's also a pleasure to be surprised.

However, the effect of Xuexue Wan on Six-Wing Frost Centipede immediately diminished. Far from being advanced, this effect is obvious.

Han Li stood in the middle of the secret room with his eyes closed and an extra silver glittering doll suspended in the air.

He bounced his fingers and shot ten golden threads directly into the puppet's body. His face was clear.

At the top of the silver puppet's head, the bamboo cylinder emitted a light green spiritual light, slowly spinning.

After not knowing how long, Han Li moved and stopped, finally opening his eyes.

“Looks like there's no problem. The puppets blend perfectly everywhere. It was a big surprise to be able to make up the parts so smoothly.” Han Li stared at what was in front of him and revealed a glimmer of joy.

“I studied this puppet, and you don't make any mistakes in refining it at my fingertips. Now that everything is in order, it seems that we can begin to merge our souls.” ”The voice of the Great Derivative God faded from the bamboo barrel.

“Seniors really want to do this, don't think about it? Soul surgery predecessors are also used for the first time, there may be some accidents, which greatly affect the rotation of seniors. And once the soul is broken, the souls of the predecessors will surely disappear and fall apart, unable to persevere.” As soon as Han Li listened to this, his face was filled with joy and he asked heavily.

“Hey, my husband spent most of his life working on the puppet technique, integrating his soul with this puppet, which is exactly what the old man wanted. Besides, the husband does not carry out the cleft technique, and the time limit is approaching. What can he hesitate to do? You don't have to talk to your husband anymore. Yet my husband has taught you the rest of the Great Decisions. I hope you can inherit them, don't let them break off.” The Great Deuteronomy laughed down and said with no concern.

Han Li listened, frowned tightly, sighed half a sigh later.

“Since seniors are so determined, seniors don't say much. Hope everything goes well, Senior. ”

The Great Derivative King laughed a few times, the bamboo barrel suddenly flashed from the green light in the middle, splitting in half by the sky, and a golden bright little man suddenly appeared there.

This little man is a puppet of several inches in size, made of non-gold, non-wood, exquisite and unusual materials, and is a middle-aged man who has shrunk hundreds of times, looking elegant.

At this moment, the dwarf's eyes flashed green and sat directly on his knees.

A low spell came out immediately, a little green light flew out of the small population, turned into fist size, and covered its body in it.

Seeing this situation, Han Li's lips slightly moved, but there was no verbal outlet.

As the spell rushes, the green light becomes dazzling and almost impossible to see directly.

Han Li's eyes narrowed and the blue flashed as his pupils narrowed.

Then the Great Derivative God shook a painful drink and the whole chamber buzzed.

Under the changing color of Han's elevation, the green light suddenly split into two parts, the large flowed directly towards the silver puppet, the small one flashed, and flew into the small population again, reappearing the figure of the dwarf puppet.

It's just a little man with a slightly low head and dull eyes.

Han Li saw this, did not dare to be lazy, fingers toward the silver puppet point of connection, suddenly a humanoid puppet mouth, more than ten thin silver wires lasered out of the mouth, a split light beam caught into it, pulled into the body. Then the whole puppet galvanized, and his body began to tremble.

Han Li's face sank, a mouth without saying anything, a purple flame erupted from his mouth and struck the puppet body at once.

The “Zla" sounded loud, a thick layer of ice spread quickly on the puppet, instantly sealed the whole puppet ice and turned it into a giant piece of ice.

Han Li sighed in relief and looked up at the little man in the air, his face revealing a slight apprehension.

“It's amazing what it feels like to split your soul. I'm afraid there's only one monk in the world who can experience this flavor.” The sound of the Great Eye King laughing suddenly came from the dwarf, but the qi was obviously weak and weak, as if it was the beginning of a major illness.

“Senior, are you all right?” Han Li couldn't help but ask.

“Don't worry. Though I can't hold out much longer after my soul splits. But within ten days and a half months, it will be safe and sound. You quickly merge this puppet spirit so that I can see the real power of this puppet before it falls apart.” The Great Deuteronomy urged with an exciting voice.

“It's nature. Until then, however, the descendants used soul charms to help the descendants to stabilize the remaining souls, so as not to be surprised.” Han Li double-eyebrowed and his sleeve robe shook and a blood-red charm flew into his hand.

“Soul charm, this is a very rare charm, a little wasted on one of my dying people.” The voice of the Great Derivative God is somewhat surprising.

“This symbol was also found in the storage bag of a former infant monk I killed last time. Precious is also a bargain, what a pity.” Han Li faintly said, then his wrist shook, and the blood color of the charm suddenly turned into a blood ray, struck the dwarf puppet, a blood-smoke erupted, quickly absorbed by the dwarf's body.

“Nice, feels better. However, this is the symbol you used on your own initiative. Don't expect my husband to lead you.” The voice of the Great Derivative God immediately flashed a few points with a slightly different echo.

“Nothing. This is just a share of the interest that current generations used to help.” Han Li answered quietly after a while.

The Great Derivative God hummed a few times, suddenly his hands flushed half the bamboo barrel on the ground and waved, suddenly “shuddering” two times, two pieces of bamboo barrel flew, instantly held the dwarf together in it, and replied to the appearance of the whole bamboo barrel. The bamboo barrel then drifted out of the air and rearranged in front of Han.

At this time, Han Li did not wait for the Great Derivative God to say anything, waved at the huge piece of ice with one hand.

The purple flashes in the ice, and the humanoid puppet begins to dissolve slightly with the cold ice on her body.

Han Li sat on his knees again and suddenly slapped Heavenly Spirit Lid with one hand. After the blue light on his head was amplified, a green Yuan Baby emerged and flew straight to the humanoid puppet...

Three months later, Han Li's deserted island suddenly burst into the sky and broke into the sky.

Bitter Bamboo Island, a small island in the middle of the sea that is unknown, is covered in blue mist all year round.

The island owner, the elderly bitter bamboo owner, although the inland immortal cultivation world is not famous, some of the former late infant monks in the inland know that the person is mostly present, and most of them are unusual to this bitter bamboo island owner.

Among overseas monks, the elderly bitter bamboo is even more famous. Although it is a mid-term cultivation of Yuan Baby, relying on 365 cold bamboo flying swords and a Tiansang god tree on Bitterbamboo Island, it has long been regarded by the overseas monks as the existence of the overseas three immortals.

On Bitter Bamboo Island, Ten Thousand Wood Arrays were arranged with the Tiansang Divine Tree as a glimpse. It is a magical abnormality, and the powerful earthquake overseas group has been repairing for tens of thousands of years. It is one of several well-known ancient queen arrays overseas. Even if the late monks of the former infant break into the array, they must weaken by three points alone.

But on that day, there was a speedy villain over the island. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)