A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Guests sitting on both sides of the hall, there are men and women with smiles on their faces and an extraordinary look.

For a moment, the lady in the palace finally danced, then respectfully bowed down to the elderly on the throne and left the palace.

“Senpai, you ladies seem to outperform what you saw last time. But the rest of them are very dedicated to this matter.” A Blue Joker sitting on the left suddenly smiled.

“Hey, my husband has no other hobbies in his life, he's only sad when it comes to women. Perhaps it would be time for us to make a breakthrough if we were to see this through someday. Yu Shinephew, if they really have a heart, my husband still hopes that they will put more of their heart into practice, and that someone can also advance to the realm of the Kaizen God. In that case, if I sat down one day, the Temple Demon Sect would not be bullied into the door.” The old wooden crown coughed softly and said softly.

“What did Senpai say? The cultivation of the Daoists of the Divine Sect is only one step away from the Divine God. Breaking into the Divine God is only a matter of time. And who dares to bully me in the face of the Blue Robe Confucius, in today's demonic sect, says.

“Really? But I've heard that the Yin Zong seems to have recently been removed from the Ten Demons. Though it was thousands of years ago to think that this was not the first place of the Monster of Stability, the argument is no less powerful than the current one. No, that's how it ended. Today, even if it can be preserved, it has become a second-class sect.” The old wooden crown laughed coldly.

The Blue Robe Confucius and the other monks couldn't help but face each other. I really don't know what the Master of the Demon Palace meant by that. No one dared to interface easily for a while.

“I heard that not only were seven or eight Yuan Baby Elders unnamed annihilated this time in the Yin Dynasty, but even Yin Dynasty's roommates were not spared and fell off as well. Yin Lo Zong doesn't even know who did it. That's a little weird. Did Yin Lo Zong anger which deity predecessor.” A big man in a gown suddenly shifted the subject without a trace into the past and asked carefully.

“Oh, I'm afraid most of your friends are here for the Yin Zong. You can rest assured, I don't know who did it, but it's definitely not my fault. Otherwise, I won't be unaware of any news. Probably some old monster outside of Dajin. However, as long as this person strikes again, we will not sit idly by.” Chongqing Thunder's eyes sparkled and vanished into thin air.

The other monks here were relieved to hear the old man say so. Instead of mentioning it, KIJI talked about some strange things in the fairy world.

“By the way, call Senior. Your last concubine was 200 years ago. This time, all of a sudden, the gates of the Demon Palace open again. I don't know which nun can get into my predecessor's eyes.” A 30-year-old woman in a green robe suddenly laughed so lightly that she looked quite colorful.

The women asked, and the rest of the monks showed interest.

After all, the elder of Tian Demon Sect Tai Shang, although she likes women, has a true concubine status, there are really not many women in this demonic palace.

“The concubine again is something that the husband himself did not expect. These three women are ten percent talented, irrespective of their appearance. Especially one of the women, winning the other two. The husband did the concubine thing, mostly because of the woman.“ Hu Qinglei seemed very satisfied with the three concubines he had been asked to admit, as soon as he heard them mentioned, he could not help but show a smile on his face.

“Oh, since calling my predecessors so praiseworthy, would you allow me to wait until the ceremony to see you first?” A wicked haircut told the story and couldn't help but ask.

Several other people listened and some heartbeat. They all wanted to see how beautiful the three nuns are. How can they make this demon palace owner feel?

“We monks naturally do not have many vulgar taboos. If a few of our friends want to look first, they can do so. I asked them to serve some thin drinks to some friends.” The old wooden crown man smiled slightly and promised with a full mouth.

As soon as the words exited, the head man's face slightly changed and he couldn't dare to shake his hands in haste.

But Qinglei waved her hand, and a maiden in palace immediately bowed herself to her:

“Go and invite the three fairies out.” Huqing Ray commanded.

“Yes, the slave will go now…” The maiden in palace respectfully promised, but before she had finished speaking, a red light suddenly flew from outside the palace, instantly passing to the old man of the wooden crown, it was a musical note.

The different colors flashed in Chongqing Thunderbolt, and when one hand grabbed the void, the flame suddenly reached the palm of the hand, and then turned into a fiery flame and burned.

“Oh, it turns out that the wind monster and the old ghost arrived and brought me a VIP guest. Who can make these two old guys treat each other so seriously?” The yellow face of Thunder flashed a bit of suspicion, but as soon as the palm of his hand flipped, the flame went out.

“Are you here because of the wind of the outer islands and Xiling Mountain?” Blue Robe Joosheng asked in surprise as soon as he heard Qinglei speak to himself.

The rest of the male and female brothers have also changed in colour.

“Who else but these two old guys? But listening to their tone, they seem to have brought outsiders here. I'm a little curious. Since they were outside the palace, the husband had to go and greet one or two.” Huqing Ray hey hey smile.

“Then I'll see the two seniors together.” The big man in the gown hurriedly stood up and said.

Others also dared not speak the same language lazily.

The old man of the wooden crown nodded silently and immediately rose and slowly walked out of the temple. The other monks followed him out.

The entire Mount of Demons is surrounded by fierce and unusual ice and snow winds, and once it passes, a huge yellow curtain covers the lower palace. With this light screen, although a little vague, you can see what's going on inside.

Stay in these three figures somewhere above this screen at this moment. Two elderly men, a young man, floated there in peace.

It was a gift to the old monster Feng and Han Li.

“The palace appears to have been built three more points larger than before, and there appear to be some more waitresses who call the old demons. Tsk, looks like a great elder to be the first of the demons.” The old wind stared at the palace crowd under the light and suddenly snapped.

“Why, Brother Feng envied the old devil. If that's the case, if you talk to him, he will surely call upon the old Demon Sect and one more elder, he will surely build a cave for you that will fall under the Demon Palace.” The salutation seemed not to laugh, "he said.

“Forget it, the old kung fu is about calm. If you really live in a place like this, you have to go backwards for a long time.” The old wind sighed and shook his head in haste.

Smile at the gift and say nothing more. Because that's when a group of monks flew out of the palace below and headed straight for them.

Although Han Li spoke very little along the way, at this moment he stared at the past. At first glance, he judged the identity of the chief wooden crown elder Shinto, but his eyes swept on the faces of several of the monks behind him, but he couldn't help but shock.

“Why, Brother Han knows someone!” Turn around to the gift and get a little surprised. ‘

“There was a man, there was a side to it!” Han Li gazed quickly back, lightly said.

“So that's it!” The gift nodded indifferently.

At this time, the old wooden crown had flew behind the light screen, his hands pinched, and his mouth read words.

As a result, the light screen in front of Han Li's three people flashed and split a crack.

Gifts and old monsters of the wind were not polite, and immediately a massive and massive amount of laser entered. Han Lili hesitated and similarly turned into a rainbow to follow in.

The yellow light curtain healed as it had begun.

A moment later, when the light was converging, the three appeared in front of the crown elderly.

“Brother Xiang, Fengdaoyou, you seem to be a little late this time. I got the message early, but you guys left early. But how did you get here now? What happened on the way?” When Hu Qinglei first met the courtesy of the two people, he first smiled slightly and asked lazily.

“Brother Hoo guessed exactly! The old man and his wife did encounter something along the way and delayed it for a while. But I'll talk about this later, and I'll introduce a friend to Hodo. This Korean Daoist will also join us and become just like us.” Laughed at the courtesy of Han Li, then fingered a little and introduced him.

And one of the brothers behind the wooden crown showed surprise when he saw Han Li's face clearly.

“Join us?” The old wooden crown man was a little moved when he heard the words, and his initially microscopic eyes opened completely, staring at Han Li silently.

“I've met Brother Hoo in Han Li!” Han Li was calm and handcuffed with a gift. The performance is not superior, and a pair of lifetimes intersect.

This time, Blue Robe Joosheng and others opened their eyes and closed their mouths one by one.

“Huh! To the old ghost and the wind monster, you must be confused. Just a former postinfant monk in the district, what qualifies to join us?” Chongqing Thunder looked heavily and asked politely.

“Hey, to someone who would do that naturally has his own reasons.” The gift was a slight smile on his face, and his lips moved slightly, and no more sound came out.

He actually pronounced it directly.

Khuqing Thunder's face was a little dull at first, but after listening to a few words, he glanced at Lucky. First surprised, then excited, and finally nodded.

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