A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Shortly thereafter, after the monks who had visited the rest of the Falun Front had returned, all the circumstances said were the same as those of the first person, all the Falun Front had been destroyed and the disciples who manipulated the Falun Front disappeared empty-handed.

Now, everybody's in big trouble. Ye Zhongshu all silenced down.

“Within a hundred miles of this place, there are no other monks besides our Brother Ye family. If someone later infiltrated the destruction. It was a coincidence that these people had the time to do it. As soon as the seal was lifted on this side, someone immediately took his hands and feet off the front cover. It also seems to be a problem within us.” Confucius suddenly laughed coldly.

“One of us!”

“Impossible! This place is full of Ye family, how can you do such a thing? ”

“All Ye family? That's not necessarily true. Isn't there another one with the last name Ye? ”

After a while of discussion, that was immediately said.

When they heard that, most of the monks looked to one person in their hearts.

The man looks ordinary and is calm in colour. He is the human monk of the ancient demonic incarnation.

“Elder Han was invited by me personally and stayed directly with Uncle Qi. Don't doubt anything.” The Elder Ye family opens his mouth to stop drinking.

“Not bad, Han Daoyou has always been with my husband, I have enjoyed talking to him!” The big-headed weirdo said lightly, too.

The rest of the monks heard the weirdo say this, and naturally convinced the Ye family member that the suspicion was over.

Then Confucian masters said:

“Second Brother, go to the bottom of the lake to confirm. See if there's anyone else missing besides those missing disciples? ”

“I know!” The square face monk promised, then turned into a bright light and disappeared without entering the lower lake.

“Elders, let's get ready. Although the visions here are astonishing, they can no longer be hidden. But there will be no threat to us in the short term. Nanjiang does not have a very large local gatekeeper, but the time taken for monks elsewhere to arrive is not ten and a half days. Although we do not know what is going on in Kungwu Mountain, we must dig up the treasures in it as soon as possible, especially those two pieces that are all in the sky, and we must have them in our hands in a short time. Only in this way can we defend ourselves if our plot is discovered. Otherwise, not only have hundreds of years of plotting become someone else's wedding dress. Ye family will be exterminated! Such a situation must not be allowed.” The White Robe was alive and well, he said to the others.

“Yes, Elder!” The rest of the elders of the Ye family heard the words, and once they were in their hearts, they answered in full.

After a while, Brother Fang-face and the old man in the white robe flew out from under the lake.

Upon arriving in front of the White Robe Confucian, the monk said with gloomy complexion:

“Third Brother, the Master of Formation below is definitely missing two people. He is the nephew of the old five and the old twelve families. Do they dare to join the enemy? ”

“Humph! Not necessarily an enemy trafficker, but someone might have searched for him and killed him. When did they disappear?” Confucian snorted coldly.

“It's been two days. The two men were in charge of the Falun Front, far away, and there was no doubt about it at the time. It was not until today that all disciples were gathered that the two men were unaccounted for.” This time the old man with white hair replied with a cold sweat.

“Looks like the problem is with the two of them. But whatever it really is, it doesn't matter anymore. As soon as we enter Kungwu Mountain, all the warlords and disciples of the clan will evacuate immediately. By the way, have you confirmed the location of the seal fracture?” Confucian asked calmly.

“It was found in the Falun Front, 20 miles north of here underground. There should be a crack dozens of lengths below the ground. All you elders have to do is sneak in.” The old man with white hair hurried back.

“Lead the way, let's go.” Confucius said without any hesitation.

“Yes, Elder!” The old man with white hair bows to his fate.

A row of nine monks flew northward, and a moment later, the light reached over a dense forest 20 miles away, and the trees below were green and lush.

The white-haired old man stopped to glow and swept around before turning his palm and adding a pale silver dial to his palm.

Reading words in his mouth, the old man played a trick on the dial, and the spiritual light flashed above him, hiding the appearance of the light points of the characters.

“Nice, this is it!” The old man with white hair just watched the dial for a while and said with great certainty.

“Okay, Nine Sisters, let's go down.” Confucian turned around and said to the old Taoist aunt behind him.

The aunt promised, patting a bag of spiritual beasts between her waist, a yellow light flew out of the inside, and then the wind swelled, turning her eyes into a ten-length centipede, breathing green breath, vicious abnormality.

No one has to say anything, except for the gray-haired old man, all the Brothers of the Ye family flew to the back of the centipede.

An old Taoist aunt sighed low and a light yellow light mask surrounded the giant centipede, immediately covering all the monks. Then the centipede swings and falls straight down.

As soon as the centipede's large body touched the ground, it silently disappeared into it and disappeared.

This is a monster beast who is skilled in earth tricks.

The old man with white hair lingered in the air for a while, and after seeing no sign of Brother Ye's coming out, he breathed out a long breath and flew back and forth.

Almost simultaneously, two hundred miles from here, in the sky, several blue robes, red-headed monks stared at seven milky white columns rising in the distance, one facing the other.

“What is this, amazing weather.” A young man in his twenties said in disdain.

“Whatever it is, it's definitely not normal. Brother Yu, go back to the master to report this. I'll show the rest of you first!” For the first black-faced brother-in-law, heavily commanded.

As soon as the other monk heard this, he answered and flew away.

The rest, led by middle-aged monks, flew quickly in the direction of the small lake.

Further afield, at the summit of a mountain, dense and numb gathers hundreds of monks of all kinds of clothing. All these monks have been cultivated to low heights, mostly during the gas refining period, not even a few during the foundation period, and a group of low-ranking monks are holding small gatherings here.

These were fixed to be low and shallow, but the columns were so eye-catching that they were clearly seen. At this moment, the owner stood on a boulder or the Imperial Vessel flew into the air, staring in dismay at the direction of the light column.

At the foot of an unknown desert mountain, a slightly fat old man stood outside a half-opened stone gate, looking at several columns of light on the sky, a thoughtful face.

In the same situation, centered on the little beard where Brother Ye is located, all the brothers within thousands of miles were shocked by the rushing skylight columns, whether it be the nearby brothers' houses, the hidden dispersion, flying towards the place where the light columns emitted.

Soon afterwards, there was news of the birth of the treasure, which came across the entire South China at an alarming rate.

A few days later, even nearby counties heard about it.

One time, the whole South River winds rise and clouds rise!

Just as Brother Ye entered the ground, Han stood in an unknown place in the middle of a huge transmission formation surrounded by huge rough stone walls, like a huge milk hole.

He was looking at a few things underneath his feet with depression. These are several broken rings with blood-red crystals and faint spirits.

Hershey is one of the same confinement instruments that used to trap the silver-winged night fork.

At this moment, these rings are broken, but the silver wings are nowhere to be found, and naturally the result is known.

Thinking about it, Han glanced and looked between his waists.

There was a green jade symbol and a faint spiritual light.

Han Li is somewhat familiar with this symbol, but it is a rare conveyor.

Like this, he had seen it when the turbulent sea was being transported, but it was just a note of paper.

Han Li frowned, his palms flipped, and he had an extra blue brilliant token in his hand, which he received in the early years.

When he was transported, he could not know where it was going to be sent and was completely torn apart by space pressure for fear of being transported too far out. So the decree was instantly removed and snapped into his hand.

But it never occurred to me that, while the spiritual light appeared there, it appeared empty between his waists, without even a chance of evasion.

Whether it was the special function inherent in the giant transmission array itself or the ingenious arrangements made by the Friar in that year.

But this ancient transmitter is definitely very different from what it is today, but it is of great research value.

In his heart, Han Li raised his hand and grabbed the jade symbol, but had not yet waited for his fingertips to touch the object. The jade symbol broke apart with a "pounding” sound and turned into a little spiritual light.

He chuckled and laughed.

This conveyor production is really painstaking, and the spiritual power in the appendix can only be used once. It seems that other conveyors, too, cannot be retained.

The other things Han Li said were his soul, not far from him, and two calluses still hanging in the air with the same jade symbol on them.

Now, at the moment he looked up, the jade figurines disappeared, as he had hoped.

As for the corpse wolf, it has been transformed into a real corpse, and the body has been transformed into a soul animal the size of Jong-soo, jumping on the wolf's corpse and punching his chest, excited abnormally.

It is also bad luck for this wolf. When he came out of the transmission array, he was right next to Han Li, and Han Li's knowledge was much stronger than his. He took the lead in recovering from the transmission vertigo. Naturally, he was ruthlessly beaten by the evil god Thunder, which hit this wolf severely.

Plus, the spiritual beast immediately erupted Huang Xia, sucking out the corpse breath of the dead wolf in a flash, naturally the result of this giant wolf easily.

And the Silver Winged Night Fork doesn't seem to care about the wolf, and there's no point in continuing to fight Han Li for it.

At last, the freedom was granted. Instead, the wind immediately took the opportunity to leave the place in the wind.

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