A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Chapter 1584 Bamboo Leafs of the Hundred Nationalities of the Spirit World

“Seniors are so sure, seniors must have gold thunder bamboo material!” Han Li revealed a strange appearance and asked softly.

“My husband is naturally unsure. But Han Daoyou can refine 72 golden thunder bamboo flying swords at once, and there is a good chance of surplus golden thunder bamboo in his hand. That's why I mentioned it.” The old man Jiang's voice was silent.

“I'm afraid to disappoint my predecessors. They didn't have any excess gold thunder bamboo in their hands. What they inadvertently got was just enough to refine 72 flying swords.” Han Lichang exhaled and replied.

“No?” The old man frowned, seemingly surprised.

“Nice, the younger generation wants the new sword skills of the older generation and the refreshing of the flying sword, but there is room for the heart but not the strength.” Han Li smiled bitterly.

He said that, but not at all.

Though he has mysterious vials and golden Thunder Bamboo Root. But for so many years, 72 flying swords have contained enough demon thunder for him, while countless other places need mysterious vials!

After so many years, he has not cultivated excess golden thunder bamboo. Now the old man with the Jiang surname suddenly raised the matter of Golden Thunder Bamboo Exchange. Even though he moved heavily, he could only refuse it with his eyes open. ”

The old man stared at Han Li for a while, and bluntly did not see anything false on his face, he said lightly:

“Without Golden Thunderbamboo, I can't give you my husband's sword skills. By the way, when you collected gold thunder bamboo, you should have gotten a lot of gold thunder bamboo leaves, too. ”

The old man seemed to recall something and finally brought up the leaves of the golden thunder bamboo.

“The younger generation did take a lot of this stuff. This stuff is so strange, it doesn't look like gold or wood. The younger generation has never looked for anything, but it doesn't look like anything, so it's all taken care of properly.” Han Li stunned for a moment and replied honestly.

“All of them! Okay, good. If you don't have the golden thunder bamboo, give me these golden thunder bamboo leaves, and I can teach you how to be resolute and refined. As for helping you refine the flying sword, I can't help you do it. Will you?” asked the old man.

“Absolutely!” Han Li said without any hesitation.

Though these golden thunder bamboo leaves are sure to be of great use, they will not be demanded. But for him, it's natural to trade something that doesn't know what it's for in exchange for such a big benefit.

Han Li brushed against the bracelet with one hand and suddenly the blue flashed and two pale green wooden boxes appeared in his hand.

Then he shook his wrist and threw the wooden box across the street.

The old man's hands and feet did not move, his eyes glistened slightly, and as soon as the two wooden boxes arrived, he paused strangely in the air.

Then the box lid “pounding” opened itself in white light, revealing the golden inside as if it were a pile of bamboo leaves made of pure gold.

“Not bad, it's golden thunder bamboo leaves.” The old man's eyes swept in the box and instantly recognized the truth and falsehood, revealing a colour of satisfaction on his face.

He ran with his sleeves shaking and the two wooden boxes closed their caps again, disappearing without a trace.

Then his fingers bounced and a white light came straight to Han Li's laser.

Han Li single-handedly grabbed it, and White Mang was captured in his hand. Hershey, it was a white jade Jane.

“I have entered the new sword technique and refinement method, you can look at it first. Don't tell me I lied to you.” The old man said with a smile.

“How dare you!” Han Li put Jade Jane into his arms without looking.

The old man nodded.

“Leaves have been given to seniors. Can the predecessor tell us what these leaves are for? Let the elders see!” Han Li still couldn't help but ask.

“Oh, isn't Han Daoyou still holding some bamboo leaves? Don't worry, these leaves are enough for me. I'm not gonna hit that part of you anymore. Few people know, but everyone in Changyuan knows, so it's okay to tell you. These Golden Thunder bamboo leaves have two uses, one can be used to refine a God Thunder called Golden Thunder to exterminate the Demon Thunder. In dealing with monsters, the power is still over the Evil Thunder. After we enter the great multiplication period, we are dealing with the transboundary celestial demons' instruments. Another use is that this bamboo leaf feeds some spiritual worms and has a good chance of causing variation. Of course, it takes a lot of golden thunder bamboo leaves to eat.” The old man didn't care, and told Han Li.

“Out-of-town heavenly demon? What is this?” Han Li got a little confused.

“Extraterritorial celestial devils say, some like our brothers' thunder robbery. It's just that the thunderbolts of spiritual monks are basically fixed every once in a while, and extraterritorial celestial demons, every monk who enters the Grand Multiplier, are at any moment likely to be attacked by a demon. They are invisible and colorless, like demons of the heart, but hundreds of times more powerful than demons of the heart. Generally speaking, these demons are most likely to appear when we are weak or in a precarious state of mind. Once we fail to resist, we will crumble and the spirit of the Numen will be defiled and become part of the demons. I want Golden Thunder bamboo leaves just to be prepared to refine some Golden Extinction Thunder, good thing after the robbery, in case the demons harass.” The old man fulfilled two wishes a day, was in a good mood and said so much in one breath.

Han Li's face flashed thoughtful color, especially when he heard that the golden bamboo leaves can mutate on the spiritual worm, the mind is one move.

“By the way, does Han Daoyou intend to stay here long?” The old man suddenly stopped the propaganda and asked in normal words.

“The place is too shady to be practiced for later generations. And there's something out there that needs to be addressed, and there's no place to stay.” Han Li hesitated for a moment and answered honestly.

After listening to Han Li, Yuan Yao's face turned white, but instantly recovered as usual.

No one noticed this unusual look on the part of this woman except for Yeon Li, right next to her.

Yen Li's eyes flashed and a strange look appeared in the corner of her mouth, but also immediately disappeared.

“Oh, if that's the case. You have found a way out of this space.” The old man with the Jiang surname looked at Han Li and gave a smiling, non-smiling expression.

“Junior not found yet!” Han Li touched his nose and said embarrassingly.

“Ha ha, then you don't have to look. In this space, my husband may be helpless, but if he leaves. There is still a way to do it. Otherwise, how can the old man live in this sanctuary? In a few days, my husband will give you a lift. The old man smiled.

“Many thanks Senior!” Han Li was overjoyed and thanked him hastily.

“Remember, Xie, it's not free for me to do this, and I want to make another deal with you.” Han facade's joy has not disappeared, and the voice of the old man came again.

“Make another deal!” Han Liyi stayed.

“Is Daoyou interested in the Divine Milk of the River?” The old man asked with a single voice.

“Seniors have milk, you want to make a deal?” Han Li was surprised, really surprised.

“If my husband has lived in the Underworld for so long that he can't even get some of this milk, it's a joke.” The old man grinned, not thinking otherwise.

“Does the clan know about this? Isn't there a two-headed book guard?” Han Li asked in surprise.

“Can two Thunderbeasts in the district really help the old man? Husbands have the means to avoid their ears and eyes to take milk. Besides, the old man doesn't take much every time. Even though they know, how dare they really find the old man?” Jiang said the old man arrogantly.

“Milk, the youngest must want it! But there's really nothing left for the elders to see!” It took Han Li a while to say something like that.

“When did my husband say he was going to ask you for something now?” The old man has some weird preaching.

“Senior means…” Han Li is one of the moves.

“It's simple, I can't leave this space to slow down the next day of robbery, but I need something extremely important. As long as you help me pack it up outside and bring it in within a thousand years. I'll trade that bottle of Pluto milk for you. What do you think of this deal?” The old man asked.

“Seniors, can you let seniors see what they want to collect first!” Han Li didn't say yes, but asked cautiously.

As cautious as Han Li was, the old man Kang showed satisfaction.

Without saying anything, the sleeves trembled and another piece of pornographic jade flew out.

Han Li grabbed this jade and immersed his mind in it.

Just moments later, his face became gloomy and uncertain.

A little later, Han Li drew his mind out of Jade Jane and bowed his head for a while before turning up and smiling at the old man:

“Senior, although you don't have much in Jade Jane, I know or hear nothing but eleven and two. But none of this knowledge is rare or unusual. If there is no opportunity, there is no blessing to see. Seniors are too tall to look at seniors. ”

“Han Daoyou, is a Midegawa divine milk a normal spirit liquid? This is the spirit that the Combined Brothers have dreamed of and want to take the risk of falling. Besides, I didn't say you had to pack everything on the list. As long as you find two thirds and come back here, I'll trade you for milk.” The old man spoke freely.

“Two-thirds? If so, it is not without hope!” Han Li mumbled again.

“So Han Daoyou promised the deal. If that's the case, I'll give you a lift out of the Underwater River, even if it's a down payment. ”

“Can the youngest refuse?” Han Li touched his nose and said with a bitter smile.

“Two days later, I'll send my friends out of the Underworld River!” The old man said with a slight smile.

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