A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“But the space here is stable beforehand and there is no sign of an outbreak. How can there be a sudden space storm here? Who are the monks living nearby?” Sister Daisy frowned and asked again.

“What's so strange about that! Micro-space fluctuations are difficult to predict in advance. Even though it's amazing, it can't all be predicted. Such things are not uncommon. As for this place, it seems that it has just been used by a naturalized divine monk, and the owner of this place should be a green meditation guard.” The man twisted his beard and replied calmly.

“No heterosexual scent was found on the psychic disk, and it appears that no heterosexuals had the opportunity to dive in here. Why don't you summon the nearby green meditation guard and ask him carefully. See if he knows anything about the space storm?” The nun raised her hand and sacrificed a sparkling disc. After doing so, she frowned and suggested.

“Why bother so much! As long as it's not an interracial infiltration, even if there's something strange about this space storm, it doesn't really matter to me. Don't forget, we're not idle, there's another place to check. It is a prediction of the Kankun Plate and is likely to be the site of a major space storm.” Brother Chang shook his head and his face grew condensed.

“Brother Ma is right, she is a little obsessed. Let's get out of here.” The nun hesitated and seemed to think of something, laughing and agreeing.

The chancellor seemed satisfied with the nun's reply, and immediately nodded his head and flew back to the golden boat as a yellow rainbow.

The female nun glanced over again and returned to the boat without any further delay.

A moment later, the golden courtyard swung in the light and disappeared into thin air. The transmission light array below also collapsed and disappeared.

Han Li, who was in the cave, did not know that in such a short time, two purified heavenly guards had come to explore, and even the routine of summoning him to ask did not happen, and hastily left again.

But as a precaution, when he returned to the cave, he shut down the Falun Front and suspended all bead surveillance. In case something tall shows up.

Then he stuck his head in the chamber and started studying the newcomers' bone hands.

Although the boner himself was peculiar and seemed to have sacrificed with some kind of refiner technique that he had never seen before, Han Li did not care much about it.

Instead, it was an unsolicited mouth, spraying an inch long golden sword.

As soon as the sword shook, it turned into a thin gold wire that flew around the bone hand. The bone thumb was silently cut into two pieces.

An inch long jade card emerged from the inside, and as soon as it trembled, the medicine flew out of the sky.

Han Li had long anticipated that, as soon as the opposite hand grabbed him, an invisible restraint appeared around him empty-handed, breaking the jade card-bound inability to move.

Grabbing the milky-white jade medal in his hand, Han Li's eyes began to gleam fine.

The silver flie-headed text on the Jade Medal recorded a way of making his first contact with the refiner. What was stated in it simply subverted most of Han Li's previous knowledge of the refiner and immediately attracted him deeply.

However, after all, this silver tadpole language is very different from the ordinary ancient language. If it had not been for his bitter enlightenment on another page, he would not have been able to understand it at all when he first came into contact with this true culture.

But that's it, Han Li studied this new outer jade book in the secret room for three days and three nights before finally understanding what was written on it.

In addition to the description of the refinery technique, the most important content above actually records a kind of divine talent called "Hundred Veins Treasure Refining Decision”.

This divine genius is based on the meridians, flesh and bones of man, refining its parts into incredible mysteries with different magic treasures.

If Han Li hadn't seen the refining technique in front of him earlier, he would have taken this matter as nonsense.

But the way of the new refiner described earlier made him open a little bit, and he had to believe most of the surgery.

And the boner he gets, obviously, should also be practicing this technique, otherwise how can a boner escape a space storm and become psychic on his own?

According to the Jade Book, the person who cultivates this Divine Spirit can either refine all of his body into a treasure at once or refine it slowly separately. But either way, the ultimate pursuit is to cultivate the body into something similar to the immortal Buddhist realm of Buddha's Immortal Body.

And by the time this surgery is completed, regardless of the practice of magic, the body alone, hands raised and feet have the great divinity that shakes the heavens and the earth, the body has infinitely approached immortality.

Although the description of this technology in the Jade Book is very simple and abnormal, only a few words, Han Li saw the hidden information in it and sucked in a cold breath of air.

Even if the words are exaggerated, the power of this divine ingenuity can be imagined.

Of course, this sacrificial method of cultivating the body into a treasure also has an almost incredible requirement for the strength of the flesh of the monks.

Practicing this ruling, with Han Li now Vajra is barely ready to begin. In the future, if you want to continue to quench the various parts of your body so that they can truly play out the kind of great magic that is documented in the Jade Book, you need to step by step strengthen your flesh.

Otherwise, if the body cannot withstand the effect of sacrifice, the cultivator will collapse and perish.

After all, refining the body into a variety of treasures is in itself a fantastic, almost counterproductive thing.

He touched the jade card with one hand and remained silent for half a day.

“There seems to be no need to look for other methods, it seems necessary to choose the method of dual cultivation.” Han Li sighed lightly and muttered to himself.

The Hundred Veins Treasure Refinement Resolutions appeared and became the last straw on him.

Letting him still choose to hesitate for the kung fu method, he finally made the decision to cultivate the legal dual cultivation method that had been jointly changed by the two communities of shemale.

He suddenly took the jade page in his hand and put it back in the storage bracelet after affixing the restraining mark, and pulled out another light red jade slip from the back of his hand.

After Han Li obtained the Talisman Talisman Talisman from Barbarian Beard's mouth on the same day, he copied it all into this brief, in case of a long time, don't forget what the law ruling is.

“Since this kung fu is divided into three parts and each is so special, let's simply call it the Brahma Sacred True Devil Kung Fu. ”

Han Li glanced at Jane Yu, whispered two sentences, then put Jane Yu on her forehead, closed her eyes, and earnestly understood this method.

Last time he was in the stone tower of Tianyuan City, he tried to cultivate a little bit of this magic work, but without the aid of dandrug-pills, the effect is naturally not much.

In the next few months, Han Li spent most of his time in the secret room. During this period, he also took some time. After some of the psychotropic drugs were quenched, he began to refine Yu Qingdan.

This dan deserves to be a divine level of Lindane, and Han Li made only two or three bottles after using an astonishing amount of psychotropic medicine.

But Han Li didn't care about the situation.

For him, the more refining he gets, the better he gets, and the more time he gets, the higher the success rate will naturally be.

Now refined Dan medicine is enough for him to practice recently.

Of course, Han Li also took the time to learn the Hundred Veins Treasure Refinement Decisions while practicing the Toten Demon Gong here.

That's it, the whole time passed in a blink of an eye.

During this time, no one bothered Han Li's cleaning again. There seems to be no conflict of interest, and others such as Ming Lao Demon and Jin Lao Wei are lazy to ignore him.

Han Li is certainly pleased with this...

So a few days before the expiration of the half year, a rainbow lashed out of the brilliant and abnormal air, and after a circle in the nearby air, it suddenly broke into the direction of Tianyuan City.

He will not have time to return to the cave to continue his training until he has taken part again in his February and March patrols.

Three months later, Han Li returned undamaged.

As soon as he returned to the cave, he entered the secret room and closed it again. I didn't leave again until after half a year was up again...

So, a little bit later, 60 years passed by in an instant.

These times are not worth mentioning to the monks, but in the meantime, the spiritual realm bursts into darkness, and the high levels of the communities meet almost simultaneously frequently, as if they were brewing something. Almost all ethnic groups, who are well-informed, perceive the immense dangers that existed before the storm erupted, and began to prepare for some prevention in the same way that they were intimidated.

As the cutting edge of the border between people and ethnic groups, Tianyuan City naturally also senses some mutations, at least those who patrol outside, sensing tremendous changes between them.

On that day, a group of monks flew slowly forward in low altitude over the Pulau Swamp.

Ten brothers, a dark and unseen armor, a short-shaved old man in the middle, dressed in an ancient blue armor, but led by a divine blue undercover guard.

The ten black iron guards and the elderly man with the team were all heavy in their faces, holding a psychic disk, and their eyes kept sweeping, as if something terrible was going to pop out at any moment below.

Nor was the team of monks seen speaking, so cautiously flying for an hour, suddenly one of the black iron guards had a buzzing of the fray.

Though the voices were low, they made everyone look at the past in a dramatic way.

“How did you find the Fae again? That's too often! What the hell is going on with these heretics? How do you put a scout on our side without desperation? Our team just lost two members last time.” A man who looked vicious and unusual, after seeing the white light of the flashing alarm on the psychic disk in the hands of his companions, couldn't help but scold.

“Well, that's okay. I heard the Fourth Squad met a rare Vulcanist six months ago. As a result, the entire squad, including the captain, was killed most of the time.” Another middle-aged nun had a cold interface and a similarly gloomy face. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)