A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“Master is calling me?“ The old man, called Bong Zhi, questioned with hesitation, afraid that he would hear it wrong.

“Get over here and hesitate! This senior has something to ask you. Didn't you live here?” Confucianism feared that his apprentice was slow, causing Han Li to be uncomfortable, and his tone became harsh.

“Yes, the disciple will come right over.” After making sure he heard correctly, the old man had to fly his scalp over and come next to Confucius.

“You used to live here?” Han Li glanced at Feng Zhi and swept his eyes. He asked softly.

“It is true that the descendants lived here before the entrance.” The elderly, during the foundation period, respectfully replied, daring not to conceal anything.

“Ancestors live here. How did you build the foundation?” Han Li nodded and then came up with an unexpected word to make everyone laugh.

“The youngest mother met a senior tall man in the past, and gave him a foundation building dan to build the foundation successfully.” It was strange in my heart, but I hurried back.

“So you're Mei's descendant.” Han Li's color slowed down slightly.

“May! It's my grandmother! Are you the senior who gave Tsukidan away?” Feng Zhi first was a fool, and then remembered what had lost its voice.

“You're not dumb enough to guess.” Han Li chuckled.

“Many thanks to senior Dan Daen for the gift, the latter remembered one by one.” The old man, who built the foundation, prayed in a hurried void full of surprises.

Confucius and the dark-skinned old man heard a little hairy.

Han Li did not escape either. After receiving this gift from the other party, he said softly:

“Before the completion of the Avenue in the past, you and your ancestors were on the brink of a few faces. When I met your mother, I gave her a piece of Ji Dan, and I counted the amount of money I had for that year. However, seeing that you are still in the middle of foundation building, it can be seen that your qualifications are not very good. Now that you are old and old, I'm afraid the repair of Xianlu is over. ”

“Seniors were disappointed because of their limited qualifications.” This is called an old man with a slightly reddish face.

“Hey, hey, I have nothing to be disappointed in. But how did this vanguard move to this mountain? This used to be your grandmother's old master's home, didn't you know? And your grandmother's owner was kind of a good friend of mine.” Han Li's face suddenly turned heavy and his breath became cold.

Confucian and dark-skinned elderly people immediately changed their colours.

“The younger generation knows a little about this. However, I have moved several of the bamboo towers that Xin lived in back then to another place behind the mountain, and everything remains intact and undamaged. This is also a condition for later generations to give way to the mountain inside the door.” Feng's heart jumped, but his mouth was busy discerning.

“Is that so?” Han glanced at the cold light and asked directly to the two brothers.

“It is true that this is not the mountain gate where we turn our feathers, it is only the place where this door temporarily sets its feet. There will be so many disciples here this time, only because the younger generations will have to stay here for some time because they will lead the way in dealing with a few things in Yuanwu. I haven't touched anything since the old Shindao moved elsewhere.” Confucius seemed to see the cause of Han Li's dissatisfaction and quickly explained.

“So that's it. But I don't care what you think. This is my old friend's place. I don't want to see any other monks staying here. You two know exactly what's going on down there, don't you?” Han Li said the two cold-blooded Chauffeurs.

“The younger generations naturally knew that they would abandon the place and let their disciples move out immediately.” The dark-skinned old man is a spiritual, thoughtless man.

Confucius naturally had no objection, but nodded in consecutive favour.

“It's so good, you're on your own. You take me to the bamboo tower where Xindaoyou used to live.” Han Li spoke to Confucius and then turned again to the elderly during foundation building.

“Yes, I'll take you there.” Feng Zhiwei dared not to push the words in the slightest, answered with humility, then immediately gave a gift to Confucius, and prompted the magic instrument to fly directly to another part of the mountain peak.

Han Li was full of green light and magnified. He rolled Tian Qin behind him and turned into a flash of blue and xia to follow the past.

In the blink of an eye, they go around the other side of the mountain, vanish from sight.

“This man is really a former late infant monk, can't we get it wrong? How is it that none of the three monks in the rumor resemble each other?” It was only then that Confucius relaxed his mind and his lips moved slightly towards the old man.

It seems that even so far apart, he does not dare to speak in ordinary language.

”It should not be false, the other party is obviously several times scarier than our master. Is it true that this man is not the three brothers in the rumor that we finally have a fourth brother-in-law in Tianan?” The dark-skinned old man said something that also seemed somewhat uncertain.

“If it were true, this person would have been a progressive success, otherwise it would have struck Tianan a long time ago.” Confucian muttered.

“Forget it! Whoever the other party is, the master here won't dare offend this person. We'd better get this place out of the way and save each other the rage. That would be bad.” The old man looked ugly and said.

“Brother, this is the right thing to say, I will order you to do it immediately. What a pity this door is such a good place to fall.” Confucianism sighed, and there was still some reluctance on the ground.

“Well, we're lucky this time. Fortunately, you would have received your will under the door. If he hadn't been here to see the other party break the ban, he might have done it to us immediately. How could I not know that this disciple under your door was still involved with this senior high man? Haven't you heard of him before? And what kind of man is the former master of this place, who is old knowledge with a former master of late infancy?” The dark-skinned old man took a deep breath and asked.

“Brother, that's a tough word for me. As you should know, although I accepted Bong Zhi as an early disciple, it was only because he was a foundation-building monk, and his qualifications were very ordinary. I don't know much about him. But the original owner of the bamboo tower here, I did ask him once. After all, it turns out that restraint here is a bit simpler, but quite clever and practical. But this man seems to be just a Qi Refinery Brother, and I don't care anymore.” Confucius also got a little confused.

“Even if it was a long time ago, it would have been too far apart for the Qi Refinery Brothers and the Former Baby Brothers.” The old man is quite silent.

Confucian hearsay can only helpless smile.

The next time they dared not to be lazy anymore, they returned to the building with the other monks, and after a single order, as many as 300 or 400 disciples under the door began to pack their things and prepare to move out of the place immediately.

At this time, Han Li was walking into an abnormal green bamboo building with Tian Qin.

These bamboo towers are unusually tidy, but at first glance they have been around for some years.

Next to Fengzhi leads the way, there is a somewhat likable explanation in the mouth:

“These bamboo towers were moved here, but the younger generations gave them some light every few months to prevent them from decaying and getting cleaned up regularly, as my mother ordered. ”

“Oh, you're a man of heart.” The corner of Han Li's mouth moved back, walked into the lobby of the bamboo tower and swept away.

If he remembers correctly, this attic is the one that Sin Ruyin used to live in. Now the old things are still there, but the good men have passed away.

Han Lixin thought so with some emotion, his eyes turned and he fell on Tian Qin's face next to him. The result is one movement in the mind.

Because the girl at this time, her eyes were lost, while touching the bamboo table and bamboo chair in the hall, she slowly walked around, and Qingxiu's face showed a trance color. Some of the magical ones couldn't help themselves.

Seeing this scene, Han Li's eyes flashed an unknown complexity.

Then, after a moment of silence, the elderly man at the foundation shook his hand and said:

“You get out of here first, me and the little man are going to be here alone for a day, and you can come back here tomorrow. ”

Han Li was full of unquestionable words. Once the old man was in his heart, he quickly and sincerely promised, and he dared not say anything quietly to back out.

Han stood up and sat at the corner of the hall. His eyes closed and he sat up and let Tian Qin slowly wander around in his home.

The next morning, when Feng came to see Han Li again with anxiety, he found that Han Li had long since flown away with a young girl, only to leave two unknown bottles of Dan medicine on the table of the bamboo building, and no one was empty in the bamboo building.

The old man is happy to see this.

The dandruff left to him by the Grand Master Yuan in late infancy is naturally no small matter.

He cautiously packed up these two bottles of Dan medicine. At the same time, my mind immediately decided what to do to take care of this bamboo building. What if this predecessor came back to swim again that day? Maybe he still has an opportunity.

Without mentioning what the descendants of Xiao Mei thought, Han Li and Tian Qin were already flying a million miles away.

But the color of disorientation in the eyes of the teenager did not disappear. Instead, she became more tranced and completely disturbed.

“Master, why did you take me there? What does the bamboo towers have to do with me?” The young girl who had not spoken a word since she left the mountain, suddenly had a strange opening.

“I wasn't sure if it had anything to do with you, but it seems to have something to do with it now.” Han replied faintly.

“They and I…”

“Do you believe in rotation and previous life? ”

The young girl asked what else she wanted to ask, but Han Li interrupted her with a trembling phrase.

This woman's face changed dramatically.

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