A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

After just shouting, Han Lixin seems to have solved some of the annoyance since the passing of the Great Divine God.

Next he is going to collect Tianlei, naturally he doesn't want other monks to be in the way.

After a long exhalation, he patted a storage bag and several flags of various colors appeared in his hand, waving with one hand. The flags flew around and instantly disappeared into the ground.

Han Li lifted his head up and looked at the lightning that kept flashing in the sky. His mouth twitched. When the surrounding spirit flashed, his body floated in the sky and rose to a height of more than thirty feet from the ground.

Both hands pinched, forming an odd handprint, a burst of low spells coming out of Korean mouth.

All the rays of light flashed underneath.

“Pfft." “Pfft.” After a few muffled sounds, several light columns swept up from the ground into huge flags with thick bowls, standing on the ground, motionless.

Han Li's spell sounds did not stop for half, the method flag released the spiritual energy of silk in the spell sounds, and a ten-year-old Gathering Magic Array gradually shaped.

In the light, the various symbols scroll through the frames, and the entire frames are in the excitation.

And at the moment of the appearance of the Falun Front, the nearby altitude seemed to be a remote lightning bolt, suddenly something resembled a traction, a sound more urgent than a sound, the electric light gradually approached Han's position.

Han Li's eyes glanced, the trick in his mouth temporarily paused, his palms turned, and an inch-tall bottle of long neck jade appeared in his hand.

This bottle was specially crafted by him to collect Tian Thunder.

Gently thrown, the vial was sacrificed in mid-air, and a blue method was struck and struck on the bottle.

After several flips, the jade bottle opens steadily upwards, motionless.

At this time, Han Li rubbed his hands together, simultaneously pushing up, two large gold arcs ejected, while striking the bottom of the jade bottle.

After a thunderbolt, a strange scene appeared.

The jade bottle trembled slightly, and the two gold arcs disappeared into the bottle. Then Han Likou sighed low and pointed a little at the sky.

“Pfft," a gold arc sprayed out of the mouth of the bottle, turning into a number of lengths of electric spear flashing on the jade bottle, pointing directly to the black-pressed sky.

And at this moment, a silver arc burst out of the air and hit the golden spear.

The golden spear trembled slightly, and the silver arc suddenly went straight down, and there was no sign of it in the bottle.

Thus, one electric arc after the other was attracted from the legal formation, and then easily incorporated into the jade bottle by the evil god Thunder.

One hour later, the jade bottle received a loud arc and began to burst like a tsunami.

Han Li heard the noise and couldn't help but show joy on his face. He raised his hand and rushed into the sky to grasp.

The golden spear fell off by itself, and the jade bottle fell from the air and was consumed.

Han Li's sleeve robe flushed fast in the sky. Another almost styled bottle was also sacrificed to the air. The golden spear was inserted again and continued to collect the heavenly thunder into the bottle.

That's when he had time to take a closer look at the bottle in his hand.

Only this object trembles in low pitched tones, and the bottle has an eye-catching silver light flashing in its mouth, a look that can be lasered out of it at any moment.

“Bang”, a golden symbol affixed to it, the noise in the bottle stopped, the silver light instantly dimmed.

Han Li covered the bottle and carefully placed it in the storage bag.

Then keep looking up at everything in the sky.

Half a day later, four bottles of sky thunder were collected in a row, and the thunderstorms in the sky were still small. Instead, the yellow flakes fell, and the bigger they were, the bigger they were.

Han Li thought to himself, and after collecting this bottle in the sky, he could stop. These thunderstorms are enough to convert thunderstorms into spirits.

At this moment, he moved and turned his head to the side of the sky.

Only in the depressed distant sky, the light flashed and a white rainbow suddenly appeared and flew.

His eyes flickered twice and his color grew.

Under the Spiritual Gathering Formation, Han Li floated in the middle of the sky with green light. Over his head, the silver arc flashed continuously, gathering together.

So scenario, very eye-catching.

Master Bai Hong naturally looked at the whole scene. After a few flashes of light flashed, he flew straight to Han Li's side. A moment later, after being more than thirty years away from Han Li, the light converged, revealing a woman in palace clothing.

This woman has a delicate body and a clean appearance, her eyes are clear and soft, as if she were of the right age. But surprisingly, this woman's palace is made of a rare material that not only shines silver, shines brilliantly, but also floats around it with a few milky white chills, making her look like a fairy in the cloud without a hint of fireworks.

Han Li swept towards the gods and was slightly surprised. The other side is a middle-aged infant monk like him.

The woman in the palace glanced at Han Standing and smiled smilingly:

“The concubine is White Yaoyi of North Pluto Island. Is Daoyou also promised to Tomoyou? ”

This woman's voice is delightfully soft and lovely.

“On North Pluto Island, the White Daoist is a monk of the North Night Palace?” Han Li asked in surprise.

“The young woman is the elder of the foreign affairs of Xiao Ji Palace. The palace is located in a remote area. I didn't think that Daoyou knew this door. How dare you ask your name?” The lady in the palace smiled slightly.

“My last name is Han, and I'm just studying overseas. Indeed, I have been promised by Tomitao. In the name of the Little Pole Palace, Han has been like Thunderclaw for some time.” Han Li has returned to calm.

“Overseas Brothers! Do you know Sanxian overseas? With these three Daoists?” Yaoyi Bai's autumn waves flowed and asked with a slight smile.

“I don't know, I rarely deal with other monks and have always been on the island.” Han Li replied without any hesitation.

”It turns out the concubine is being presumptuous. Daoyou is collecting Tian Lei, do you need the help of Yao Yi? ”

“Thank you, amigo. I'm almost there. This is the last bottle. ”

“Thus, the concubine sat on the summit for a moment. ”

Bai Yaoyi heard Han Li say this, and did not force it. Immediately after one circle of light, he went straight to the top of the peak and another boulder fell.

As soon as she landed, she lifted an umbrella spiritual apparatus into the air.

As soon as the object turned slightly at high altitude, a large white light was emitted, covering all the wind and rain in the range of dozens of square meters. This woman sat on the disc knee.

A cold light flashed on his hand and a palm-sized object appeared in his hand.

Han glanced at the object and saw it clearly. This is a snowy white jade with a sparkling, crystal clear shine above it, much different from a normal beautiful jade.

Ice Jade

He immediately recognized this rare material by turning his mind to it. That bottle of cold medulla that you get by chance comes from 10,000 years of ice balls.

By then, the lady in the palace had laid the ice ball flat on her hands, and her eyes closed.

It seems that this female technique is not purely an ice property, but also a Yin Chill technique. Otherwise, you won't be able to cultivate with this cold force. This is a little strange with Han Li taking Xuexue Wan. But even if the ice jade is of better quality, it will never compare to the amazing effect of Xuexue Ball.

Han Li's face remained silent, but was subconscious of the woman.

Thinking that the North Night Little Polar Palace would rather fight with high-ranking demonic beasts every few generations than hand over the cold medulla, you can see the importance this palace attaches to this object. If this woman knew that the treasure of the palace in the palace was on herself, it goes without saying that it would definitely cause a great deal of trouble.

In his heart, Han Li retracted his gaze and stared at the vial in the sky without expression.

Shortly afterwards, after the fifth vial was also filled with heavenly thunder, Han Li slowly fell from the air and landed in the middle of the Gathering Spirit Formation.

Then several tricks were played out, striking the nearby flag, and suddenly the law enforcement banned a change, erecting a green light screen to protect him.

Han Li similarly sat in the Falun Front and closed his eyes to the woman in the palace. In front of this woman, he's not going to make any spirits.

As a result, the mountains became quiet, apart from thunder and storm.

Heavy rain lasted one day and one night before gradually disappearing. When the proud sun reappeared in the air, the air immediately became hot and the air slowly rose from the ground again, covering the entire mountain range again.

Various insect ants that had returned to the nest also drilled out of the ground again.

Han Lixin slowly released his consciousness without a wave, sensing the circle within a few decades together. Wherever the gods go, whether the worm ants of God choose to kill each other, or the flowers and fruits land, they truly and truly pass on the knowledge of the sea.

He was like an old monk, he didn't move.

Occasionally, low-ranking monks broke into the mountains and saw the amazing cultivation of Han Li and Bai Yaoyi. Without the need for the two of them to say anything, these monks turned colorful and hugged their heads and dared not stay for a moment.

So Han Ri and the lady in the palace sat for three days and three nights.

On the morning of the fourth day, another high-ranking monk finally arrived at the main summit.

This time, he came to a big man like a tower with a strange look and a dark, bright face.

This person did not know how to cultivate, but stepped on a giant green beard and scratched a cold wind to get here.

Da Han immediately laughed at Han Li and Bai Yaoyi. He sat at the top of the peak looking for another place to sit without saying a word. However, he didn't mean to keep his eyes closed, but pulled a golden book out of his arms and shook his head.

So acting like a nerd, the appearance of Big Han is very different, it seems a bit funny. Han Li and Bai Yaoyui looked blind and just sat there quietly.

But in fact, Han Lixin has frowned.

This big man is also a middle-aged Yuan Baby. It seems that the rich elderly asked them to come here for a purpose. It's really unusual, but even the early monks didn't seem to be qualified to participate. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)