A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“Who is it?” Brother Blackface was shocked when he heard the words, without reflection, first sprayed a white light to protect his whole body, then pinched his hands. The puppet samurai, originally separated by two sides, immediately sparkled his eyes.

“Wait a minute, Brother Cao 1, this is Senior Han, don't be rude.” The white-faced middle-aged man heard the words of a strange man, but looked a little whiter and looked at the black-faced martial arts and behaved like this, but immediately stopped him with anxiety.

“Senior Han?” Blackface Martial Arts was a little confused when he heard that.

But since even the middle-aged people who are close to each other and practicing themselves are so careful, it means that they are definitely not a regular former baby monk. Otherwise, they would be banned from mustard space, enough to fight off the early brothers of the Yuan Baby.

Is he a middle-aged Yuan Baby Monster? This is not something he and some organ puppets can resist.

In his heart, he thought that the Brother Cao had made a move. The puppets that had already been emptied had returned to the distance and remained motionless.

“Pretty early for you. That way, I can't bully you any more.” The man seemed to snorted and the voice came back.

Then the blue light flashed over their heads, a young man in a blue shirt, where his arms floated with his arms, his eyes glanced at the two abnormally cold.

Blackface Martial Arts swept the other person's body with a sense of suspicion, his mind shuddered with spirituality, and his face revealed an incredible color of fear.

The other party did not hide anything from the cultivation, but was a late master of the former infant.

But when did Dajin emerge such a great monk named Han, how could he not hear a word?

As soon as I thought about it, I almost ordered the puppet to attack the person in front of me, Cao surnamed Brother back cold, hurried to bow at high altitude to give a deep gift:

“Seniors didn't know it was seniors who came here. It's offensive, and I look forward to Senior Haihan! ”

The young man in the sky listened to this and looked up to the palace in the air not far away, showing a slight surprise in his eyes.

In this way, despite sweating all over his head, Brother Blackface below dared not get up easily, afraid to offend the taboo of this senior high man, causing him to kill himself. After all, with the weird temper of some yuanbao monster, this kind of thing can happen. He doesn't want to be so unknown about the crash.

Fortunately, the white middle-aged man beside him finally spoke to lift the siege.

“Senior Han, didn't you say to give seniors months and pavilion master to tell about this, how to get here with seniors all the way.“ The middle-aged man showed a slight smile and then swept through the air to salute the man.

“Nothing. I have limited time. I don't have time to wait. Why don't you talk to your captain in person? This is probably the rumored temple. It is said that the palace is also in mustard space and is a very rare free space, and every few years the entrance position is changed by itself, which is not visible to ordinary people at all. At first glance, Han was not disappointed. Get up, too! Since I'm the guard here, I won't worry about everything I just did. But Han would like to see your lord, you can show me the way.” The last sentence of the young man was a faint statement to the black-faced monk, full of unquestionable words.

Cao Weifeng heard the words in front of him. When he had just let go of his heart, he could not help but look at the middle-aged man next to him.

To be honest, he still hasn't figured out the Master's intentions, but the enemy is his friend!

The white middle-aged man heard this, his mouth twitched, hesitated for a moment, nodded slightly to the black-faced monk.

Cao Shuston did not hesitate. He hastily promised:

“Seniors have lives, and seniors naturally do not dare to disobey, but the chief of the pavilion is now calling a noble guest, let the seniors pass through first, how about taking the seniors there? ”

“A guest of honor?” The young man nodded unemotionally with a slight glimpse of surprise.

The black-faced monk was delighted and hurried to pull a note out of the storage bag. After a few shouts of the whispering contraption, he lifted his hand out and turned it into a fire rushing into an aerial palace.

Then he laughed at the young man in the air and walked into the jade gate, stepped on that layer of the jade step and led the way forward.

The white-faced middle-aged man took two steps and followed the past.

Both walked on foot and did not directly steer the light on the jade step.

“Sky Ban Restriction! ”

When the young man saw the scene, his eyebrows wrinkled, but the corner of his mouth burst with a smile., the surrounding green light moves directly from the air to the front, it does not seem to be affected at all.

The two people below saw the scene and smiled bitterly in nature's heart.

Although the prohibition nearby is strong, none of the monks below the original infant can be three feet from the ground, but for a great monk at the late stage of the former infant, nature is nothing, and can only move forward unknowingly.

Young people in the air also seemed too willing to offend the owners here, not directly to the palace, but to follow the two behind them and fly slowly and without haste.

The young man, naturally, came from the Great Jin to Han Li.

Though cultivated, he also spent six months cooking through Mulan Prairie to reach Dajin.

Speaking of which, this time passing through the prairie, he did not encounter any trouble, but actually passed directly and smoothly.

This surprised Han Li a little.

He still had a few points in his heart, so he learned a lesson about the plans of the Sudden Fairy Master. After all, he was almost killed by these Sudden Brothers at that time.

But when he flew all the way past, with the exception of some low-ranking fairies, none of the abrupt monks connected to Dan or more were seen.

It surprised him a little.

Later, a dozen people learned that for no reason more than a hundred years ago, the Virgin of Tianlan and the Grand Immortal issued a joint order to convene all the high-ranking Immortals to gather in the Temple of Tianlan all over the place to concentrate on the cultivation, without the order of the Temple, not to go out easily. It seems that this order is intended to force the power of the Sudden People to upgrade a ladder.

After Han Li figured it out, he was naturally a little sorry, but since he hadn't met him, he wouldn't have specifically killed to the Temple of Tian Lan.

After all, the strength of the Sudden Clan is no small matter. Killing the Temple of Heaven and Lan is not a question of which Brother of the Sudden Clan has a vendetta with him. It is very relevant. This is different from the private vendetta between the Elder of the Star Palace, who was killed by him in Starling City, who is still somewhat constrained by the overall power of the Sudden Nation.

Hence, Han Li gave up the idea of looking for the trouble of the Sudden Clan and walked out of the prairie safely and into Dajin.

Because Mustard's space is the simplest and shortest compared to the other two, he naturally took care of it first.

He found a famous town in the capital of Dajin Province and found it directly on one of the Tianjin Pavilion's disposal numbers. And the white middle-aged man in charge of this nickname asked about buying mustard space for refining.

If a normal former baby master says so, the middle-aged man in charge of the semicolon would never want to say no.

But in the face of Han Li, who did not cover up the cultivation of the archbishop, this late Knight master was shocked and naturally did not dare to do so. Only laughing contiguous explanations.

He has no control over this mystery of mustard space, and is not qualified to know how to refine it. He must personally consult the chief of the pavilion. And because of the magnitude of the matter, relying solely on a musical note to summon the matter may not be enough, and he must return to the General Hall to make his own trip. Let Han Li wait two or three months.

Han Li listened to this statement and thought it made sense, so he agreed.

But he wouldn't have waited so long in situ and simply performed the secretary to follow the middle-aged directly here.

To his knowledge, the Cabinet, although only a business name, actually had some connection with several dozen Orthodox monks, and there was also a former late infant archbishop who served as the elder of the Cabinet. As for the monks of which sect this man is, there are few people who know, mysteriously abnormal.

For Han Li, this is irrelevant.

As long as the elder is not the lord of the Yin Dynasty, even the elders of the Tian Dynasty and Taiyi Gate have nothing to do with him.

He didn't really want the secret for nothing this time, even though he had an overwhelming idea. Large quantities of spirit stones and some rare materials have been prepared long ago.

In this way, the other party does not want to come for the secrets of a chicken rib, really willing to offend a master.

Looks like Han Li was right. When they walked halfway to the hanging jade staircase, they suddenly heard a welcome bell ringing from the sky hall.

Then the light flashed at the entrance of the palace, and a dozen rays of light came out of it. After one circle, the figure of a famous monk appeared separately, divided on both sides of the entrance to the palace, and was not restricted by the ban on the sky.

And in the middle of these people, they walked out shoulder to shoulder and looked down at Han Li and others.

Han Li frowned and wrinkled, but immediately his figure was as usual. Suddenly, his body took a big step in the air. He moved more than ten husbands away in the air. Just a few steps in a row, he appeared at the hall door of the hall in a strange way, opposite the two faces in the middle.

The monks on both sides saw this, naturally rioting, and some even panicked and pressed their hands against the lumbar storage bag.

“No disrespect! You guys go down first. This is Han Daoyou.” The middle two men, a fat old man standing on the left, suddenly spoke to the monks beside them and asked Han Li with a smile on his face.

“Your Excellency is the lord of the pavilion?” Han Li carefully measured the old man's eyes and asked faintly as well. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)