A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“My lord, please follow me!” After Han Li and the other young Tianpeng people finished measuring the giant castle far away, he said with all due respect.

Han Li nodded with his wings behind him and followed the young man to the nearest giant pillar.

On the way, young people also proactively explained:

“Be careful, my lord. Don't go too far from Tianzhu. Only within fifty lengths of the pillars will they not be affected by the city's ban and will they be able to enter and exit the city. The city is forbidden by Tianpeng, but is famous for its 72 branches. With this restraint, more than a few times as many enemies can withstand. Since ancient times, our people have repeatedly escaped the danger of extermination. ”

The youth discourse is filled with pride.

Han Li hasn't checked the ban on the city yet, but just because of the terrible spiritual pressure of the light screen, he naturally knows what the young man is saying and can't help but look at it twice.

As a result, the pupil blue flashed a few times. In the eyes of Ming Qing Ling, he really saw some of the unusual things.

The white light in the high altitude is deep, but there is a twist of silver and blue light floating everywhere. They appear to be thin and abnormal, but most of the terrible spiritual power from the air emanates from these dense, numb filaments.

Han Li looked deeply at the young man and flew by the pillar.

A moment later, they appeared inside the Castle.

At a glance, there are many buildings on the streets of the city, but they are very different from the ethnic pools.

Most of the so-called houses in the city are cylindrical in shape, with conical roofs, short and tall, feet over a hundred tall, short only a few tall, but every building has several semi-circular arched doors and windows.

Even more surprising to Han Li, there are also small and half-built buildings built on distant, visible mountain walls on the side of the giant city, or some steep mountain walls filled directly with hive-like caves.

“My lord, the VIP guesthouses are all over the city. How about the nearest place to stay? That should be empty.” Young people respectfully asked.

“It doesn't matter, just do as you say.” Han Li doesn't care.

When the young man said "yes," he took Han Li to fly in low altitude, allowing Han Li to see many of the city's scenery, and rubbed his shoulders with many winged men and women who flew in and out of low altitude.

Half an hour later, they stopped in front of a seemingly small complex and landed on one of the platforms.

At the end of the stage there is a three-story round house.

As soon as they landed here, they immediately walked out of the house a young girl with white wings and offered a gift to them from afar.

“Brother Hua Yu, does this adult have to stay in the VIP hotel? ”

“Bai Cui, this is Lord Han, Windy Spirit will be your guest of honor. You have to entertain yourself.” Hua Yu recognized the maiden who looked like a maid and said in all serenity.

“Windy Spirit's guest! Little lady will definitely serve the adult well.” As soon as she heard the name of the wind and tsunami, the beautiful girl replied respectfully.

Han Li measured the teenage girl's eyes and saw that her breath was extremely weak. It was only equivalent to the presence of a refining period. She nodded her head and walked into the house herself.

After the girl's head was low, she followed closely.

Hua Yu dared not enter the house, but waited outside.

After a while, Han Li's faint voice came from the house:

“Nice, very satisfied here. That's it. You can leave now. ”

The young man's heart was relaxed, and when he said goodbye, he flew away with wings.

On the third floor of the loft, Han Li stood in front of a half-circle window, and his eyes glanced slightly at the young man's gradual departure. A few feet behind her, the maiden named Bai Cui stood in her arms.

“Approximately how many people are in the Holy City!” Suddenly Han Li didn't come back to say that.

When the girl was stunned, she replied unconsciously:

“The Holy City is huge, though not carefully counted, with at least 34 million people. ”

“Thirty-four million? Is it so small?” Han Li spoke to himself and seemed somewhat reluctant.

My lord misunderstood. Those who can enter the Holy City are those who cultivate success and can illuminate their spirits. People who have been made inferior or incapable of being transformed are not eligible to enter the Holy City. Although it is a weak branch of the Fei Ling clan, there are still a billion people. ”The young girl hastily explained.

“So that's how it is!” Han Li was a little sudden.

“My lord, is this your first time in the Holy City?” The girl glanced at Han Li, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but ask.

“What, are there many VIPs like me who first arrive in the Holy City?” Han Li seemed to hear something and asked lightly.

“My lord is joking. The VIP guesthouse is rarely occupied. But the people who stay here are either first-time foreigners or other people who are temporarily working in the Holy City.” The young girl explained carefully.

“Not surprisingly, I was returning for the first time to practice overseas.” Han Li said quietly, but immediately asked:

“Is there a map of Holy City nearby for sale, if any, tell me where it is and I need to buy one. ”

“Adults don't have to go outside to buy maps. The VIP Guest House has a special map for the exclusive use of VIP Guests, which is far more detailed than sold outside. I'll get one for the adults.” The young girl said with respect.

“Oh, there's such a good thing. Bring me a copy.” Han Li accidentally said without thinking.

“Yes, my lord.” The girl stepped back as if she were a swallow and went downstairs.

Han Li continued to look out the window and began to think about his plan.

He came into the Tianpeng clan, originally from various rare materials in the Flying Spirit clan. Han Li didn't even think about such things. Although he only saw a fight between the Philips, it seemed that the heterosexuals did not like to fight with objects such as magic treasures. I wonder if they were not good at refiners, or if the high-end Philips existed without the assistance of ordinary objects at all. The only two exotic treasures that emerge are "Trapped Nets” and "Fire Dragon Balls”, which are also ancillary in nature. However, these had nothing to do with him. I just hope that some material of great use to him can be found in the Tianpeng clan, and that he will not be so diligently mixed up here.

As for what the Tianpeng and other Flying spirits saw, he was naturally lazy to ignore it.

As Han Li was thinking about herself, the girl walked to this layer again, holding a green green thumb chunky bamboo barrel with both hands, only a few inches long, and the glow fluctuated.

There was some surprise in his heart, but he raised his hand like a normal empty grasp.

“Ba”, a green light came and was photographed.

Then he waved his hand and let the woman go down first.

Bai Cui accidentally gave a gift and went back downstairs.

Han Li single-handedly played with the bamboo tube in his hand, gaining some interest. As soon as he infiltrated his mind, he saw a huge map of clear anomalies on the inner wall of the bamboo barrel.

This kind of thing is almost like Jade Jane.

But the bamboo is really strange. After some refining, it can have the same effect as Jade Jane. It seems that the Fei Ling people are not too bad on the refiner, but also unique.

However, Han Lixin soon left the bamboo barrel and focused on the map.

After a meal, he breathed out a long breath and retrieved his thoughts from the bamboo barrel, revealing the colour of the silence.

This holy city is smaller than he expected, and of course it compares to a large, immovable city of a billion people. In fact, the city is still incredibly large, flying from one end of the city to the other end of the island, and the sight is still half a day away.

Han Li is mostly uninterested in other buildings, but is concerned about the trading halls set up in the city.

This so-called large hall, as shown on the diagram, should be built in a giant mountain on the edge of the giant city, the entire hill belly is dedicated to the exchange of goods and sales, and there is little difference between the market of the two communities.

In addition to this building, Han Li's only somewhat curious place is called the Spiritual Palace. This is the place where the Tianpeng tribe specializes in providing some medium and high order cultivation techniques for the tribe.

Of course, the earth map also shows several eye-catching forbidden words. Han Li looked at them only a few times, but was not interested in exploring them at all.

Close your eyes and remember the important points on the whole map. After remembering it again, Han Li immediately flashed his wings behind him, wrapped in a blue light, and people flew out of the window silently, rushing straight to the laser where the trading hall was located.

The Tianpeng people don't look very peaceful.

He doesn't want to hang around here for ten days and a half months. It's best to gather the material quickly and then clap his ass in early. Save yourself the trouble of being caught up in interracial trouble.

Han Li didn't want to impress himself, so the speed was not too fast, just flying at the approximate speed of the other Tianpeng people in the city.

Han Li flew a minute later and only walked half a mile because the trading hall was on the edge. At this point, not far in front of his side, a strange towering strange building emerged.

The building is six or seven hundred feet tall, and the surface is not a common cylindrical shape, but an octagonal shape. Each side of the prism is unusually smooth and bears some special patterned symbols.

These symbols emit faint black air, giving Han a familiar feeling. At the top of the tower there is also an eccentric crystal of several sizes that emits a seven-colored light that encloses the tower.

Those black gases are all trapped in a seven-colored light screen, inseparable.

Han Li flashed in surprise and touched his chin.

If he remembers correctly, this is exactly one of the city's restricted areas marked on the map, with the words "Feng Ling Tower” written on it, without any explanation. But definitely not a good place.

In more than a hundred husbands near the light screen, one person did not, and none of Tianpeng dared fly past from the neighborhood.

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