A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“No way, Zhang Boy said that the new addition was a rare cultivation genius, and at a young age, he cultivated the Vajra technique to the third level. I have to ask my husband to come and take a look.” The old man coughed softly, shivering with wrinkles.

“The Vajra is on the third floor! This man?” The maiden in the green shirt was surprised and opened her eyes.

“Sister Xiang 'er, do not be rude. Hurry up and let Dao and Fu Lao in.” The girl in blue flashed her eyes for a moment and said so.

“Oops, it was Xiang who was rude.” Xiang Xiang woke up after being reminded by the girl in blue shirt. She hurried to give her body away and invited two people outside the door to come in.

The Taoist of Namiki smiled slightly and walked in carelessly. Fu Lao sighed before slowly wandering into the door.

At that point, the outside sky had dimmed, and the convoy was still moving forward fast, with no intention of stopping at all.

“This is what Captain Zhang said.” The Taoist was not polite either. After coming in, his eyes swept slightly and he fell on Han Li.

“Nice, just under. Brother Zhang invited the rector, but I'm afraid there's nothing the rector can do. Just sit still for a few months and you can heal yourself.” Han Li replied calmly.

“Hey, Your Excellency, now that you have practiced the Vajra technique to the third level, it is no longer beneath the aisle. But there may be a difference between a fairy fixer and a body refiner. Perhaps there is a solution to the poverty-strike. In doing so, Your Excellency may not need to lie down for months.” Instead of being uncomfortable with this, the Southern Manifesto understates it.

Han Li heard that his face flashed with a different color.

Though he was unable to leave his body and know exactly what the other person was doing, by the close sensation of his mind, he could implicitly tell that the Taoist in front of him was already a foundational monk.

In the time of the world, almost any monk who steps into the immortal cultivation world has a mindset that treats mortals like ants, and in general, even a monk in the refining period does not hesitate to deal with mortals. But in the spiritual world, the Taoist who built the foundation in front of him was so polite to speak to a mortal. This makes Han Li feel a little uncomfortable, even a little weird.

Indeed, as Tian Lan Beast said separately, the spiritual realm of manpower is no small matter, and even the brothers do not dare to insult it.

So thought in his heart, Han nodded with a smile on his face and said politely:

“If the Taoist says so, then the Taoist is in trouble. ”

Han Li promised to come down, revealed a smile, and then raised his hand, there was a light blue circle on his wrist. The other hand touched the circle and suddenly a yellow brass mirror appeared in his hand.

In this situation, Han Lixin moved.

This looks like a storage device, but it's obviously much more advanced than a storage bag. This kind of thing is available to a refinery monk, and it seems to be something that is already popular with spiritual monks.

Storage bags are mostly not used by spiritual monks.

His storage bags, when he dispersed the Yuan Baby, except for the two exterminating thunder that were hidden in him, all the other treasures were put in the bag and several of the Spiritual Beast bags were buried in the ground somewhere more than ten lengths deep.

In order to be careful, he deliberately opened the pockets of several spiritual beast bags and gave orders to the phagocysts, six-wing frost centipede and soul to defend the place and guard the storage bag.

As for the turmeric dragon, he did not bring it to the spirit world at all, but left it to Mandy Nangong in the lower realm.

Today, in Han 3D, besides an invisible Psychic Psychic Charm and a method of destruction that is not afraid to be watched, even treasures such as Void Heaven and 72 Green Bamboo Cloud Swords are left in the desert.

He is powerless, and today the treasure cannot be driven, and staying on him will cause a great deal of death. Just wait till the magic returns and retrieve these treasures. If this desert is so desolate and there are spiritual bug guards, there should be no problem.

As for the mysterious green vial, he thought about it for half a day and still didn't want to leave it with it.

Vials usually do not show abnormality, they are discovered and only considered ordinary.

Han Li's mind suddenly turned. Nanjin naturally did not know his mumbling. Even more unclear, Han Li, who appeared to be young in front of him, was actually an advanced immortal practitioner of the Divine Period. Just a few random questions, he pointed the mirror in his hand at Han Li.

As a result, a blue light flew out of the mirror, covering most of Han Li's body.

Nanjin eyes closed gently and seemed to be sensing something through the magic instrument in his hand.

A moment later, the foundational monk's face appeared stunned. He waited a little while before opening his eyes, but measured Han Li's eyes with strange eyes.

“What did the Taoist see?” Han Li asked silently.

“The benefactor still loves his body better. A small half of the meridian pulse in Han Shi's body has been broken. It appears that either the refinery was hypoallergenic at the time of the decision, or the adjuvant was somewhat lacking. Our people are not stronger than the body of demonic demonic beasts. A slightly poorer pool when refining the body will cause its own body to collapse. Fortunately, the donor seems to be awake early, the pulse breaks less severely, and is still in the process of repair. However, this damage is not well healed. Nor do I have the right Dan medicine, but only to write a few charms to the donor to relieve the pain in the lower body.” Nanjin exhaled in a long breath, smiling bitterly.

“Thank you for your help!” Han Li smiled slightly and thanked him in his mouth.

“Hey, hey! Since the Nanjinzi Fairy has already seen it, it doesn't matter if the old man doesn't see it. But now that I'm here, I can't really tell Mr. Zhang if I don't go back.” The old man in the white robe whispered faintly.

“The charity is too modest. Brother Fu's family's Xuantian Kowloon gold needle technique, countless living people, even many Xinxian Road benefit greatly. The path of poverty is famous for a long time.” Taoists are polite to the elderly.

“I am just a broken disciple of Fujia. How can I understand Xuantian gold needle technique? The Taoist really looks up to me.” The old man in the white robe shook his head.

Nanjin smiled dumbly and stopped saying anything to give way.

The old man in white took a step forward and naturally came to Han Li.

As soon as he raised his hand, he grabbed Han Li's wrist, while the other hand shouted, a broken voice, several golden threads flashing out.

“Poop” sounded, Han Stand showed several fine golden needles, revealing only a small half-cut, most of which are no longer in the body.

Han Li, who could not move at all, suddenly sat up smartly, but his body was still upright, as if it were wood.

“Liu 'er, take something and put a cushion on his back. Sit him down.” The old lady said in a hasty blue shirt.

“Yes, Fu Lao! Xiang, go get our bedding set and put it on Master Han's mat.“ The girl in blue responded nicely and turned her head and said.

Xiang Xiang's maiden trousseau seemed a little embarrassed, but she answered and stepped out of the car.

On this occasion, the old man sat beside Han Li and shook his head with a half-closed purpose while holding Han's pulse.

Han Li looked at the old man and said nothing.

He sensed a slight airflow flowing around his body, thin and abnormal, if any.

Had it not been for his intellect, he would have known his body, I'm afraid it would not have been easy to detect.

The old man seemed to sense Han Li's gaze, glanced at him, and saw the other person's smile and smile, and his heart was glanced at.

By then, the incense child had returned to the car with a bed of silk mattress. Then, without waiting for the old man's permission, he went forward and laid his things on the back of Han Li.

Han Li leaned half against the mattress, her nose was full of fragrance, and she thanked her.

The maiden in green shirt just responded with a faint voice, not a cold or a hot look.

Han Li was surprised and continued to follow the old man's behavior.

At this time, Fu Lao's one-handed void waved, and suddenly an additional gold needle was added to his hand, which was a bit thinner.

The old man skilfully tightened the needle with two fingers, then blurred one hand for a moment, his arm swung like a wheel, and countless golden rays suddenly covered Han's body.

Han Li felt a slight chill on the countless points, but at the same time he was stuck by this gold needle.

Han Li's fingers moved slightly with a sense of sourness and numbness coming from his extremities at the same time, then slowly lifted his arms.

The sound of sucking the cool air suddenly came from the car. Not only do the four young girls' faces admire the color, but Nanjin's eyes flashed slightly, and there was also some movement.

”Admire, Brother Fu's golden needle technique is fantastic!” The Taoist smiled softly.

“Nothing, it's just a sculpture trick. I'm just asking him to temporarily restore some mobility to his limbs. But nothing can be done. Otherwise, the internal menstrual pulse may break on a large scale.” The old man in the white robe ordered Han Li softly.

“Thank you Fowler! ”

Han Li Ten fingers slightly moved, and his heart was surprised and surprised.

The art of the Golden Needle Acupuncture, which he also learned in the human world and thinks he is quite proficient, is now compared to the old man, it is nothing like heaven. There are people in the world who have the power to rot into magic simply by using the golden needle puncture method.

But he listened to the words after the old man, and he was one of the Rin in his heart.

The old man in the white robe saw that there was no problem with Han Li's activities, single-handedly tapping Han Li again.

The golden glow flashed and the golden needle was simultaneously ejected from Han Li's body, but the old man shook his sleeve and the whole mud cow went into the sea and took it away.

Han Li moved his legs for a moment, slowly walked down the bench, and carefully walked a few steps.

“My husband can only do this step, but the pulse reply is up to you. My husband has other things to do, so he won't stay here much longer. ”

The old man in the white robe left immediately.

Nanjin nodded when he heard the words, and also pulled out a few strings from his body. His hands swung, all turned into a green light, which did not disappear into Han Li's body.

The foundation-building monk, too, stood up.

The four women naturally sent them out of the compartment and closed the door again.

At this time, Han was sitting on the chair with his eyes slightly overhanging and seemed to be experiencing the effects of those charms.

“Brother Han, is it true that your Vajra has reached the third level?” The girls turned around and looked at each other for a few moments, and the girl in blue named Willow suddenly asked with a smile.

“Han is just lucky.” Han Li lifted his eyelids and swept the woman's eyes. He replied indifferently.

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