A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han Li sat in the middle of the corner and his face changed.

The young man with the white name had unpredictable spiritual power and was a merger level presence.

“Did you inspire this cold?” The young man with the white surname closed his eyes and waved his hands at the men, his eyes fell on Han Standing.

“The younger generation wanted to deny it, but it seemed unlikely!” Han Li sighed and smiled bitterly.

“Denial? Why deny it? You're in big trouble!” White surname youth glanced at each other, measured Han Li's eyes and said with a smile.

“Tian Dawei, seniors said this...” Han Li moved and wanted to ask carefully, but the white surname youth frowned and turned his head towards the wall in a certain direction and said:

“If Brother Huang has arrived, why hasn't he appeared yet? Do you intend to give this broad cold order to our Shuimei clan? ”

“There are not many orders to appear this time. Each one is rare and unusual. Do you Shuimei people dare to swallow one of them? There is no Bangu to set up a Pharaoh, but if you have one, what good is it?” Another strange voice came cold.

The white surname followed the dark shadow on the wall desired by the young man, a shadow covered in grey light, appeared silently, and stood close to the wall motionless as if it were an invisible body.

The voice was coming out of the gray light.

“Hey, I know about this naturally. But if this Taoist friend is willing to join our Mizumi clan, it seems perfectly fine to take a few more members of our clan into the cold world with this wide cold.” Young people with white surnames are not angry, they just answer faintly.

“Naturally, there is no problem, but the Daoist does not seem to have said that he will join the aristocracy. Perhaps you would like to enter our Shady Nation as the guest secretary?” Called the shadow of the “shadow of the sky," the words were not at all emotional.

“Really, that's hard to say. If I recall correctly, there is such an unwritten rule among the thirteen ethnic groups. If both ethnic groups like a foreigner at the same time, it seems that the other ethnic group can only issue an invitation once the foreigner refuses to issue an invitation first. This Taoist is the elder of the Mizumi clan. Officially on behalf of my own people, I invite Daoyou to join me as a guest secretary. I don't know. What do you think? As long as Daoyou is willing to join us, I can assure you that in just one hundred years, we will make it a step further. And there are other great benefits.” The young man with white hair stopped looking at the shadows and turned to ask.

However, as he spoke, he stared closely at Han Li, and his eyes turned rapidly as if there was an intangible suction that attracted all human minds.

Han Li's eyes jumped and his eyes touched the other party's eyes with different flashes. All he felt was a blur. When his mouth moved, he had to subconsciously state the words of consent.

But at the next moment, his body fluctuated and his pupils narrowed and his eyeballs widened. He also released a mysterious force in his eyes to resist the attraction of the white youth.

After this moment, Han Li Shenzhen recovered as usual, but then his heart was shocked and angry!

The young man with white hair seemed faithful, but, having just said a few words, he did not hesitate to use ecstasy against him. Had it not been for his bright and clear eyes, I'm afraid he would have spoken out and promised.

The young man with the white surname appeared unexpected at first sight.

“Haha, I didn't expect the white brother Glass Fantasy to fail below the Holy Nation. Baidou, don't waste your time. Since you know that the previous rules of inviting foreign guests are just an unwritten practice, how can other ethnic groups follow the order in front of the Guangdong cold order?” The shadow was also somewhat unexpected, but it did not affect the irony of laughing.

When the young man with the white surname heard this, his face quickly recovered as usual. He glanced at Han Li with great care and silence. Instead, he blushed and said:

“Since this Taoist friend did not intend to join us as Watermelons, Baek would not be forced by nature. Brother Sky Shadow, aren't you demons trying to invite this Daoist friend? ”

“I'm afraid it's not up to you to invite this person as the guest secretary, and it's not up to this person to make his own decisions. God would never do something that would not be good!” The shadow snorted.

When he heard this, he smiled lightly and did not interact with anything.

And the shadows hey hey a few noises later, same no more words.

As for Han Li, his eyes were blue and he continued to remain silent.

This place became extremely quiet for a moment.

And the nearby Yuncheng Koshi glanced at each other.

But this calm was broken after a moment.

From outside Han Li's closed door, a few knocks of "knock knock knock" came along with an old voice:

“Old Husband Wangu, may I see the owner? ”

After listening to this old voice, white complexion slightly white, the gray light around the shadow is also one of the fluttering.

Han Li's eyes flashed and immediately said:

“Senior citizen, please come in. Senior citizenship will come to despicable places. Han can't ask for it. ”

As soon as Han Li heard the obvious kind tone, the old man outside the door was not polite. As soon as the light flashed, people walked directly through the door.

It was a yellow robe, not tall, but a fat old man, with a basket-like weird back behind him, with a benevolent eyebrow.

“It turns out White Daoist and Sky Daoist are here too! Little old man has met two Daoists!“ The fat old man seemed to realise at this moment that the white and blue shadows were in the house, his face full of greetings.

“Daoist Qianzi is too polite, I've just arrived too. ”

“Nice, I happened to be in the neighborhood to do something, and inadvertently discovered the light when this broad cold excited me, came and took a look. ”

In the face of the fat elderly, the opposite white and blue shadows of the obvious needle sharp just now behaved almost exactly the same, all in a cautious way.

Han Li saw this and naturally felt strange. He swept away from the old man.

As a result, the next moment in my heart became horrified.

This fat old man, called "Thousand Machines”, can't detect the depths as deep as the sea. At least he can't see through his realm now.

Thus, eighty-nine out of ten fat old men are the peak of the union.

No wonder White and Shadow are so constrained.

I'm afraid they can't work together much more than the elderly.

“It is indeed the order of the cold! This token belongs to this Daoist friend?” Thousand machines smiled at both of them, their eyes similarly fell on the gold and silver token in the sky. Half a mile later, they turned their heads and smiled at Korea.

“Not bad, just from the younger generations.” Han Li dared not to be lazy and hurried to get up, the only one bowing down said.

“Is Daoyou Han?” After sweeping Han Li several times, he said with a sudden smile.

“How do seniors know?” Han Li moved in colour, even though he asked, he thought of Ko Tianwood one step at a time.

Unexpectedly, the next moment the thousand machines said with a laugh:

“I've heard about you once from Mistress Kodao. And there's your portrait. I was thinking of sending someone to invite Han Daoyou over in two days. But now it looks like we have to move forward one or two. ”

“How did Taoist Thousand Aircraft know this foreign Taoist?” Baihui couldn't help but ask.

“Oh, Master A, one of the four top puppeteers of our Wangu ethnic group, almost fell into the Hornet occupied area a few days ago, thanks to Han Daoyou, the master escaped the danger. How could I not know about Han Daoyou?” Thousand machines touched the beard and said frankly.

“What, Master A has been to the border?” But the shadow was somewhat surprisingly asked out.

“No, my family has an important thing to let Master A come by. Several escorts had already been arranged, but due to incursions by the Horn Clan, they all crashed into the border area. What, are the two Daoists so concerned about what happened within our Vancouver clan?” The fat old man sighed first, but then blinked, laughing back.

“Where, where! The puppeteering of the noble Master A has long gone insane and is indispensable to our thirteen tribes. Baek was just a little worried.” After listening to the old man, his face changed and he smiled.

“Not bad, since Master A is fine, I'm relieved to wait.” The shadow in the grey light also twisted a little uneasy.

“Turns out the two Daoists were kind, but a little overhearted. But now that this Guangdong cold order has appeared and was inspired by Han Daoyou, I invite him to do it in the first place. Don't you two Daoyou have any opinions? As for this place, nature immediately lays down a ban and sends enough men to seal it up completely. We Vancouver will send someone here shortly to start the law formation.” Thousands of machines seem extraordinarily polite, but there is no objection from the other two.

The shadow in the white and grey light heard the words, and the face naturally wouldn't look too good, but in the power of a thousand machines, he had to nod reluctantly.

Fat old man saw the two so funny, nodded satisfied immediately, which turned to Han Li with a smile:

“Han Daoyou, I wonder if you'd like to come to the young man? ”

Han Li listened, his face was full of bitter smiles. The other party invited him as the peak of the merger. How dare he refuse? I can only respectfully say yes:

“If seniors are not bothered, seniors are naturally willing to annoy them. ”

“Ha ha, don't worry about Han Daoyou. Anyway, you are Master A's savior. We Bangu are not ungrateful people.” Thousand machines seemed to see Han Lixin's hesitation, haha laughed.

(Oh, the last day of December is over, forget to say Happy New Year! I haven't been feeling well lately, I'm trying to avoid staying up late and the next chapter is still updated tomorrow!) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support authors, support authentic reading!)