A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“Since Daoyou said so, it looks like he's got bamboo in his chest. Han was worried.” Han Li whispered and walked up the stairs without stopping.

Fiber mouth smiled and Hannah followed.

At the exit of the staircase on the fourth floor, there is certainly a light red screen blocked there.

Han Li smiled faintly and shook his figure, passing through the light screen.

Then came the bright light in the blue heavens and the earth.

Both the top of the head and the surrounding walls are crystal clear and glow slightly blue.

At the bottom, there is a huge white law array filled with almost all the ground of more than twenty lengths, while at the center of the law array, one person stands there quietly and measures the two Koreans.

As soon as Han's eyes flashed, he would see clearly the other side.

Hershey is a strict man dressed as a Confucian, holding a yellow book in one hand, while the other holding a pale golden array to make it look like it was also the cultivated top.

“It turns out Daoist is coming up!” A strange colour appeared on Confucian's face, he said.

“How do you know Daoists?” Han Li smiled backwards.

“Even if I didn't know it before. But Daoyou did this downstairs, and Min can't possibly not recognize it. Daoyou's ability to compress the ninth order exists, but it's a lot of magic.” Confucius twitched.

“The Daoists are ridiculous. But how do I test my qualifications?” Han Li asked uncomfortably.

“Test? What else do you have to test for because Edo is so sensible? Naturally passed directly!” Jules laughed.

Upon hearing this, both Han Li and Fiber are one of a kind.

“What, Daoist really thought I was the kind of person who didn't know how to change? Since the following eighty-nine levels of presence are exempt from testing, you do not need to test anything. Catch, this is Daoist's thunderbolt!” As soon as Confucianism had finished, the books in his hands flashed silver, one thing flew straight out of the top and headed straight for Han Li.

Han Li single-handedly grabbed the empty and caught the flying object in his hand, slightly cold.

At first glance, it is a light silver umbrella, only a few inches in size, but exquisite, with dense and numb inscriptions on the surface.

“I must remind my next friend of a few things. The umbrella must recognize the Lord in front of me in case someone else snatches it. And this umbrella will only take effect for a month. After this period, it will be useless. That means Daoist must come out of the mountains within a month. Otherwise, you can only be demonized inside and become a true monster.” This Deacon Min is responsible for a very, very detailed statement.

“Thanks for the reminder.” Han Li nodded and threw the small umbrella into the air, then a mouth.

A small group of sperm blood dissolved into a spray of blood mist, and a silver umbrella was placed in it.

Then Han Likou read words, his hands clasped down, and the ten fingers were bounced in the air.

One path was determined in different colors, and came out wildly, not into the mist of blood.

The small silver umbrella bulges instantly to three feet in size.

At the same time, there was a rumbling sound in the blood mist. Once the fog condensed, it turned into a blood symbol of different sizes. The silver umbrella surrounded just slipped down, and it passed away and didn't enter.

In the instant, the silver umbrella was covered in blood, but soon recovered as usual.

Han Li single-handedly waved, the silver umbrella shrunk and flew towards his cuff, and it flashed away.

The whole process of identification was completed in a moment.

Deacon Min showed a slight surprise, obviously also some surprise that Han Li recognized the speed of the main thunder chute.

The next moment, however, he became ordinary and his eyes fell on the fiber body, frowning and saying:

“This fairy is of the Crystal Nation, and it is too low to be repaired. Entering the Magnolia Mountains can be a major meteor hazard. I think the fairy should just cancel the plan to go in. Otherwise, there is a great chance of a meteor. ”

“Thank you seniors for your kindness, but seniors must enter the Magic Gold Mountains this time. Senior, if you have any tests, let's start.” The Deacon of Fiber Chong Min stood by and insisted.

“Since the fairy said so, Min is not much of a counselor. In the next test, there are two. One is to be able to persist for half an hour in the illusion of releasing under the Dhamma Front. On the other hand, the puppets fought one fight directly and one fight below and defeated them. Either way, the fairy passes.” Deacon Min said slowly.

“The younger generation chooses the first!” Fiber seemed to have been predicted a long time ago, he said without hesitation.

“That pal just takes the first three steps.” Deacon Min nodded.

As soon as the Jing women heard this, they actually took three steps as promised.

Han Li's eyes flashed next to her, but found the woman walking just above some huge symbol in the Ground Law Array.

He turned his mind a few times before coming and thinking about anything, but Deacon Min said to him:

“Daoyou can go first. I don't want to be sidelined during the next test. Regarding the content of the test, please don't pass it on to Daoyou. ”

“This nature. Han said goodbye first.” Han Li nodded quietly and walked downstairs.

As soon as the other side enters the stairwell, there is a banned wave behind the back, and there is a hidden sound of clarity.

Han Li looked back casually.

At this moment, we saw the Falun Formation coming out of the floor completely excited, the layer of white Xia appeared empty, and submerged both the Crystal women and Deacon Min inside, and we could no longer see any more.

Han Li moved, but went downstairs through the light screen without stopping.

As soon as it appeared on the third floor, many people looked at it all.

Han Li smiled, and there was no stopover on the third floor either. He went downstairs.

A moment later, Han Li appeared outside the attic door. After a brief pause, he turned to look up at the attic.

This attic is on the fifth floor. What's in the fifth floor?

Somehow, this strange thought suddenly appeared in Han Li's mind. But immediately he shook his head with a smile and walked slowly along the street.

It is expected that Vietnam will be tested and that he will be in town for a while.

Luckily, it's not a big town. It'll only take a while to figure it out.

Besides, he was also curious about the sacred clan that rewarded Chi Xian. Though not thinking about dealing with each other, it shouldn't be difficult to look far.

Han Li walked down the street thinking so much.

There are not many shops on either side of the street, and most of them sell warcraft materials. These shops are not big and look a little worn out, obviously some years old.

Good thing, though, there are some low-level practitioners walking in the street.

They go in and out of these stores from time to time, and the business can barely sustain itself.

As Han Li walked half the street, passing a large mansion, his eyes suddenly glanced, revealing a slightly heavy colour.

When he swept through the area earlier, he was blocked by a strange restraint, which was unusual and could not be broken in for a moment and a half even if he forcibly invaded it.

Looks like this is where the saint lives.

Han Lixin thought, he couldn't help but measure the place a few more times.

Unfortunately, the doors of the compound were closed and so strictly forbidden that nothing could be seen, and it was not known whether the presence of the Holy Nation was inside.

Han Li didn't stay here much, just seemed to flash past the door and keep walking forward.

Half an hour later, Han Li walked through the town and returned to the attic.

As a result, when he went to the place, he discovered where Fiber and Vietnamese were standing, and there was no one else nearby.

“What, Brother Viet hasn't passed the test?” Han Li guessed something and asked with a long smile.

“The seniors are not bad at all. When I went up, Senior Min said I was famous enough not to have to be testing anything. Otherwise, even though the younger generation would have followed them upstairs, it would not have been possible to come out so quickly. Thank you for your help!” The Vietnamese bow was obviously a little more respectful to Han Li's color.

“Nothing, this trip makes up less for Daoists. Fibre, you must have got a thunderbolt, too.” Han Li waved his hand and asked Fiber again.

“This is natural. That illusion array is amazing, but I happen to practise several kinds of Qingxin Township mysteries, insisting for a while is not a problem.” Fibre said slightly.

“In that case, let's go now. We don't have enough time.” Han Li said so.

“That's what juniors want!” Slim smiled.

Vietnamese nodded heavily.

So the three of them stopped hesitating and left the town together and continued to move forward.

They flew only a few miles away and once again disappeared from the mist.

As a result, after flying more than 20 miles forward, the fog in front gradually diminished.

But the thunder that kept coming from the front rolled in deaf ears.

When three rays of bright light came out of the fog, Han Li couldn't help but suck in a cold breath of air once he had seen the situation ahead.

Just a few hundred feet ahead, the sky is full of blue lights flashing constantly, and the thunder comes from all sides, as if infinitely.

What they're about to enter is a world with nothing but thunder.

“Go."

Viet Zong whispered, another mouth, spraying the silver umbrella, swayed, into a bunch of silver light to completely protect himself in it.

He just flies away like that.

Han Li and Xianhuan did the same thing, and released their own lightning parachute, which followed closely.

……

One hour later, when three groups of silver light emerged from the other end of the lightning world, it appeared over a dark mountain.

After the light converged, the three Han men appeared and floated in the air.

“This is the Magic Gold Range!” Han Li's eyes swept down and mumbled. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)