A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

And Major Hai Da listened to both eyes, finally understood the true difference of the spiritual roots in his body, and couldn't help but ask:

“What Master said about the origin and cultivation of the hidden spirits is not easy, and the apprentice finally understands a few points. But why can only a few spiritual roots, such as the Hidden Thunder Spirit Root, be valued for a few points? Is there anything else odd about it? ”

“You're smart enough to hear the most important thing. The Dark Spirit Root does not say that this rarity of the Spirit Root is more rare than your Dark Thunder Root, and is documented as if it were just one person. And your hidden Thunder Spirit Root, although it is also more than several times more difficult to practise magic than ordinary monks, is the few people in the world who can help others to resist the Thunder Robbery after cultivating the way of Thunder.” Han Li said slowly.

“Supporting others against thunderbolts? Major Hai Da hasn't done anything yet, but Zhu Ling was surprised when he heard about the child.

As a monk, he naturally understands the weight of Han Li's words better than Haidai as a refiner.

“Nice! So even though it is difficult to cultivate the Hidden Thunder Root, as long as there is a slight possibility of cultivating to the upper order, the general Xianzhengmen will try to cultivate it. But if there is no potential at all to cultivate high-ranking masterpieces, then even the more rare dark spiritual roots, no one will do this uselessly. And I'm going to take you in because of your physique and spiritual roots, which are better suited to inherit my legal dual practice. Even when the roots disappear, you can practice some refining techniques without wasting your time. Second, there are some thunderous ways that I can teach you myself. In case you really have a big practice, you can help me during my ferry. Even if it reduces the burden of a point, it could be related to my success or failure in robbery!” Han Li didn't hide the part of his apprenticeship, and said it frankly.

“As long as there is a practicing day in the moon, I will definitely do my best to assist the master in the day of the robbery.” Hai Dashan paid tribute to Han Li without thinking, and said in a blatant and unusual manner.

“Oh, you don't have to worry too much about that either. I did that in case you could help me with the robbery. I don't know how many years from now. These unforeseeable things are not compelling. I take you as an apprentice, or do you mainly feel that your character is in line with mine? There should be a fate for this apprenticeship. But when you two little guys called me“ Brother Han ”all the way, I really lost a lot.” Han Li nodded first and suddenly smiled lightly.

Hearing Han Li say this, Young Master Hai and Ringko naturally had an awkward silly laugh...

“Well, it's time to go. I'm interested in some of the other peers I haven't met yet. Besides, I heard that there may be heterosexuals at this auction. If you come, you need to see one or two. See which Fae would have come this far.” Han Li smiled and shouted.

“Yes, Master!” Young Master Hai hastily agreed.

Han nodded and walked out of the hall with both of them.

As soon as he walked out of Yingxian Palace through the transmission array, he could see the distant air spiritual light flashing. A team of Koshi patrolled the area at low altitude, and at the same time saw shadows shaking further afield. However, as soon as he approached Yingxian Palace within ten miles, he was stopped by nearby guards.

Obviously, Nine Immortal Mountains, which were originally entered and exited by outsiders, are already open to the outside world.

Han Li did not speak, his sleeves trembled, and a piece of blue light flew out of his sleeve. He immediately emptied the two young people of the sea under a roll.

Even though Nine Immortals Mountain has a ban on emptiness, it is naturally as fictitious for such amalgamated brothers as Han Li.

Some patrol sergeants in the nearby air, at first sight Han Li flew out of front of Yingxian Palace, naturally unheard of, as if not seen.

Han Li pedestrian, turned into a green rainbow, rushed in the direction of the flying Immortal Peak.

High in the light, you can clearly see the mountains that were otherwise quiet and abnormal, at this moment completely submerged by the people of both races.

Though it is not yet possible to say that the head is encouraging, the sight of the mountains is shaken with shadows.

In particular, some buildings of all kinds dedicated to the General Assembly were surrounded by bicommunal people.

As for the proximity to the nine peaks, the natural surge is even more intense.

Major Hai Da's two people saw Jinjin in the light, and Han Li had not known how many times he had attended such congresses. Naturally, there would be no more excitement.

Just a few dozen measurements down there, and you don't even care what happens when you plunder from the air.

After a half-minute's work, six peaks, some tens of thousands of feet high, appeared in front of us.

It's the highest flying Immortal Peak in Mount Nine Immortals!

Not only are there many more guards patrolling nearby than elsewhere, but some more are also beginning to appear in the air on blue wolves.

When Han Liguang was just over seven or eight miles from the mountain peak, several of the Thunder Guards finally pulled him over for a ride.

“This seniors, seniors, etc. have orders to check seniors' invitations one, two.” A tall old man headed by a giant wolf, though not coming down from the wolf, said with a fist in his hands.

Han Li glanced at these people, didn't say anything about the sleeves shaking, a golden light flew out across the street.

The old man raised his hand on the giant wolf to catch the golden light, which is the golden invitation to prove Han Li's identity.

Clearly he is only a refiner, and he doesn't know how the elderly can identify the hidden information on gold, but he can immediately know the information when he touches it:

“It turns out it was Senior Han, who was just offended. Seniors come to the auction convention. In that case, the younger generation will personally lead the senior to Marlboro Palace! ”

“Fine, lead the way!” Han nodded lightly.

The old man immediately promised to wave at the people next to him, letting them continue to patrol away, and himself prompted the giant wolf to fly to the top of the mountain.

Feixianfeng's famous thought, the whole mountain is unusual, there is no way from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, it is extremely dangerous.

If mortals climbed the assassination, it would be extremely difficult to find a foothold, let alone build a building on the mountain.

But these are insignificant things for fairy practitioners.

It is not known which powerful man carried out the means, but at the waist of the mountain and at the top of the mountain, a vast sea of clouds gathered, directly connected by several hundred long colorful arches and steep cliffs, making the two as one.

And the Mamba Palace is the top of the mountain in the vast clouds.

Han Li looked far away, only in the cloud fog, a hall floor fluctuated, the green color was even more hidden, and the rays of water and birds were relaxed, as if it were a fairy realm.

Han Li still has some amazement in his heart now that he has seen it, although he has already been told about the subtlety of Feixian Peak.

Young Master Hai and Lingzi Zhu are even more delightful to see and can't help themselves.

At this time, in addition to Han Li et al., there are obviously other monks who also come from all sides.

However, they could not freely fly through the light like Han Li, but most of them came to the foot of the mountain on their own, and were sent to the top of the peak by a unified airship, and into the cloud sea by that huge arch bridge.

Combined brothers like Han Li, can only see one or two once in a while, but quickly passed away and fell into the clouds.

Han Li was also introduced directly over a palace by the monk and landed at a secluded entrance.

In front of the entrance, a dozen guards and several waiters were there, and in front of them was a middle-aged man in a gown, smiling with a woman in a black dress, saying nothing.

The woman in the black dress, though only able to see the back, is tall and has an unspeakable sense of majesty and seems to be a perennial man of power.

Behind this woman stands another purple shirt woman, seventeen or eighteen years old, with a goose egg face, very quiet and sober.

Perhaps this woman's appearance is not extremely beautiful, but the unspeakable Qing spiritual qi on her body is rare in the world and touching.

Those nearby guards and waiters, knowing the dignity of each other, could not help but eagerly look to the Purple Shirt woman from time to time.

In the face of so many burning eyes, the purple shirt woman listened with a sweet smile to the words of the gown and the black dress woman, without any distinction.

Han Li's gaze swept away and his eyes paused slightly on the purple blouse woman, but immediately skipped it. He fell on the gown and the black dress woman, his face flashed with surprise.

But the next moment, the blue light flashed, he took the two of us to the entrance not far away.

So close, the guards of the waiters and the two people they were talking to naturally noticed.

Han Li only then clearly saw the face of the woman in the black dress.

Dai-mei Phoenix, Jong-nosed Apricot Mouth, a magnificent woman.

However, after she sighted Han Li's face clearly, she looked at the Purple Shirt woman with a very strange expression on her face.

And the purple shirt woman saw Han Li's instant room, her face flashed with a surprise, and her eyes lit up with a strange light, but she instantly hid away.

“Eh, this Daoist looks strange! I dare ask, but Han Li Daoyou has only advanced in recent years!” The middle-aged man in the gown swept away and immediately said softly, "Huh," but immediately remembered something and asked with a smile.

“Daoyou is…” The other party is also an early master of the merger, Han Li dared not slack a fist, but revealed a slight hesitation to ask.

“Oh, Peng Xiao, the deputy city owner of Xiangxuanwu City, is also responsible for the ethnic aspects of this congress. It's a blessing to have more people than a Combined Brother like Han Daoyou!” The middle-aged man in the gown said unusually politely. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)