A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

The old monk in the golden robe glanced at the boats and suddenly gave a smile on his face, immediately distant rumors said:

“Are you a friend of Han Li Daoist? The poorer monks have been waiting a long time. ”

Kim Yuechen's export was not very bright, but the noise over several giant boats, which reached far away, was even astonishing.

“Master Jin Yue actually came out to greet me personally. Han is truly flattered! It appears that a letter was received earlier by the Master.” A blue figure emerged for the first gigantic boat's front-end, and a loud voice came along.

On the walls of the city, the same clarity is abnormal, as it sounds in everyone's ears.

This is Han Li.

That high-ranking monk heard the words, and his heart was very famous for it.

“Haha, Brother Han is willing to help us in Tianyuan City, the poor monks should even welcome 10,000 miles away.” Jin Yuechan smiled.

Han Li heard this and smiled slightly. There was nothing left to interface with.

Just moments after a few flashes, Han stood up and gently descended.

“It's been years since I've seen you, Master.” Han Li swept everyone's eyes and finally looked at the old monk and said with a fist.

“Old Qian, how can you talk about style at this age? It's only a matter of a few hundred years before Brother Han has advanced to the middle realm again. It really embarrasses me to wait for a few old guys! When the poor monk was as old as Daoyou, it was only just the advanced period of refinement.” After confirming Han Li's current state of affairs with his thoughts, Master Kim Yuechen replied with a grin.

“Why should the master be so modest? If I am not mistaken, the master's eyes are bright and bright, and the distinction is clearly a sign of the success of a certain god.” Han Li replied with a smile.

“Daoyou Hui's eyes are like a torch, and the poor monk has recently built a certain deity, but not enough teeth compared to Daoyou. All right, Brother Han, why don't you and the poor monk go to the Presbyterian Hall and talk about it in detail? As for the children of the Han brothers and sisters, the poor monks will call for proper arrangements.” The old man shook his head in modesty and said beside himself.

“Then Master Lau will lead the way.” Han Li didn't hesitate to nod his head and promised.

Then, after Master Kim Yuechen instructed the two monks behind him to carry the boats towards the city wall, he personally accompanied Han to another place deep in Chaoyuan City.

One hour later, Han Li and Jin Yuechen appeared in a hall in a giant tower.

Both tables and chairs and walls in this hall are clear and white, as if the body was made of the finest jade.

In addition to Han Li's two seats, the place was also accompanied by three other Mixed Stage Brothers.

An old man with silver hair but a delicate white robe, a man in a black robe, and a woman with a silver mask and a blue silk shawl.

Obviously, the white robe elderly cultivated the highest of the three, but it was the presence of a synthetic medium-sized majority, and seemed to be only one step away from becoming a late monk.

And the big man and the masked woman were in the early days of the merger, but they both had strange breaths, and obviously there was some strange decision to cultivate them.

Han stood on the chair at this moment. Although he deserved the words of others, his eyes continued to measure on the silver masked woman, and his face hid a strange appearance.

“Why, Brother Han has seen Silver Fairy before!” The old man in white asked with a smile when he saw the situation.

“The concubine also has some doubts in her mind, Brother Han, can you confuse one or two?” The woman in the mask has been measured like this since Han Li entered the door, and there is some angry talk.

“Han is a fairy for the first time, but Silver Light is very similar to an old knowledge of the next day. I don't know which one of the fairies is from the demonic tribe?” Han Li's eyes flashed for a few moments, then asked a few thoughtful questions.

“The breath is close! Looks like Daoist's old acquaintance is also a Silver Wolf. Yongguang Daoyou is just one of the two great hybrid brothers of the Silver Wolf Nation!” The man in the black robe replied in a blink of an eye.

“Turns out so. Brother Yan's words are true. The concubine was indeed of the Silver Wolf clan. I don't know who my friends used to know, maybe the concubine should know.” Silver Light Fairy heard the rumor, faded in color, and curious to ask the other question.

“Since fairies are really of the Silver Wolves, Han is really going to ask. I wonder if the fairy knows a nobleman named Linglong. Is she all right now?” Han Li moved and asked about the Silver Moon.

With his current fix, nature will no longer fear Tiankui Wolf King anything, but it is also an abnormal question of candor.

Regarding the news of Silver Moon, he was careful to ask after the advanced merger. However, the hiding place of the Silver Wolf clan is unusually secret, and its people rarely come into contact with outsiders. Therefore, the person questioned either has no idea or can only provide a dozen and a half pieces of information. It is impossible to know the specific situation of the Silver Moon.

Han Li naturally won't let go of the question when he encounters such a combined rank of the Silver Wolf clan.

“Linglong? Daoist's old acquaintance is Linglong's sister! By the way, I heard that Brother Han is a Flying Brother, is it true that His Excellency is...” As soon as the Silver Fairy heard Han Li's words, she suddenly woke up, but when she just spoke half the words, she remembered something taboo. Shut up and look at Han Li for a second became strange.

“Looks like Yoshimitsu really recognized Ling?” Han Li was delighted to hear the words, but the appearance remained intact.

“Linglong's sister grew up with her when she was a child, how could I not recognize her? But I know something about Linglong, but I can't talk to Han Daoyou or anything. I can only tell Daoyou that Linglong is well now and has advanced to the late stage of refinement.” Silver Fairy sighed and said.

“There is nothing more to be said about the world that cannot be said. Well, it's not a good place to talk more about it. In two days, I will visit the fairy alone and discuss the Linglong affair in detail.” Han glanced and the cold light flashed. He sighed slightly, and the sound of his lips moved past.

When Silver Fairy heard this, her face flashed with hesitation, but eventually slowed down.

The old man in the white robe and other people saw Han Li and Silver Fairy like this. Though there is some curiosity in his heart, none of these people are old conspirators. Instead of mentioning this matter again, the beginning of the conversation mostly talks about this magic robbery, and he is very welcome to help Han Li this time.

Long before the arrival of Han Li, he would only be able to help Tianyuan City defend itself against the demonic attacks in the first few years of the demonic robbery, in exchange for the disciples receiving shelter here and telling these Tianyuan elders.

The fiercest attacks of the Demon Nation were also in the first waves of the Magic Robbery, so the elders were naturally very happy and replied with a single word.

So at one point, he talked to the elders and finally got up and said goodbye after exchanging some responses to the Magic Robbery.

Looking at the shadow of Han standing disappearing at the door, the rest behind the silver fairy mask, gloomy and uncertain...

Two days later, Han Li alone arrived at the residence of the Silver Fairy. Once inside, it was long enough for him to come out with a gloomy face.

He paused at the door and looked up at the blue sky for a while before a chilling glow came together and turned into a laser of a rainbow.

Han Li lives in a separate high tower white in Tianyuan City. Although this tower is ten times smaller than other giant towers, it is also home to enough dry doors in Korea.

Han Li himself temporarily resided at the top of the tower.

This does not mean, however, that he really lives here for a long time. In just over a dozen days, Han Li summoned three disciples under the door. After ordering a few things, he turned into a rainbow and left the tower.

He had one more thing to do before the Magic Bandit broke out. Therefore, he did not stop at all. He went directly to Tianyuan City's transferring position. After a few shouts, he was sent directly by the guard in charge of the transferring to a huge city a few thousand miles away.

Han Li ignored the admirable and astonished gaze of the guardian Fretilin monks on this side, and flew away directly from the giant city and in one direction or another.

About two months later, Han Li suddenly appeared in a mountain full of sobering anger.

The mountain range stretches over millions of miles, with about a dozen cities and pools staggering to form a gigantic ring, connected together by various fortresses.

Beyond the fortress, one or more bright or dark formations spread all over the mountains, and the whole mountain range seemed like a super great fortress.

In the mountain ranges, a team of guards in armour of all colours, many hundreds, and fewer dozens of patrols continue.

But with the amazing repair of Han Li, nature went unhindered all the way to the deepest part of the mountains and stopped in front of the largest of a dozen cities.

He looked at the walls of the city from a distance at low altitudes with a big “bamboo” on a huge banner.

Han Li glanced at these cities and heard about them as early as Tianyuan City.

This is precisely the group of strongholds organized by the Yan family in contact with more than a dozen other worldly families to resist the Demon Race.

These families, although of varying sizes and some not yet true spiritual, are not small in power, otherwise there will be no confident self-sustaining portal to confront this time's magic.

Of course they have the greatest confidence, and of course because of the existence of the Ancestors of the House of the Yan, which is almost one of the highest power of the people.

But what happens when they know that this mountain depends on war, and they can't wait to leave the land before the end of the holocaust, and enter the realm of magic.

After a slight irony in his heart, Han Li suddenly flipped with one hand, a golden yellow symbol appeared in his hand, and as soon as it swayed, it became a golden laser and vanished.

Then he flashed and fell on a nearby hill, sitting on a rock, his eyes closed slightly.

(I'm really embarrassed, I thought it could be updated by more than 2: 00, but I fell asleep in the middle of the night when I was too tired, a few hours late. I hope you'll forgive me.) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support authors, support authentic reading!)