A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“That's fair enough, Daoist. Ask.” As soon as Han Li sighed, he said without thinking, but his tone changed slightly.

The man was obviously stuck in this town's demon lock and couldn't leave, and he naturally promised.

“Okay, I want to know who you got the demon lock from first.” The old man in the green robe was happy to hear the words and did not hesitate to ask his most important concerns.

“From several noble honored men?” Han Li predicted something and immediately replied.

“Two honored men, are they the men of the bloody dwarf? But how could he feel comfortable handing it over to others?” The old man's eyes flashed and he mumbled thoughtfully.

“You have already answered a question below, please tell us your name first!” Han Li also asked, regardless of the old man's doubts.

“Congratulations on your ride! You're a human being. How did you meet our noble saint? Are you in our holy world right now?” The old man replied briefly and asked the second question quickly.

“Congratulations, I've never heard that name before. Now it is time for you ancient demons to infiltrate our spiritual realm again, how strange it is for me to meet the noble ones.” Han Li replied with a smile.

“What, it's holy day! I've been stuck for so many years. How long has it been since the sacrament started? If it's the beginning of a period of time, the bloody dwarf really can't get to the realm right away, is that why this town demon lock away!” The old man was startled, then frowned.

“This seems to be the next question!“ Han Li heard the word 'Holy Festival' and his face changed slightly, but soon recovered as usual.

“Well, ask again.” When the old man in the green robe heard it, the anger appeared again on his face, but then again he thought of something, forcing him to hold down his anger.

“My next question is simple, would you like to know if your predecessor is one of the holy ancestors of the ancient demonic world?” Han Li asked heavily.

“If you've guessed, why ask so many questions? The old man is not only Holy Joe of the Holy World, but also one of the longest-running Holy Joes of the Holy World! Compared to the old man Shou Yuan, there are only three or four people in the holy world.” The old man in the green robe said coldly.

“It would be disrespectful to have such a thing.” Han Li chuckled, but immediately smiled again.

He was not surprised by the way he spoke to each other and the amazing sensibility he had shown earlier.

“What are you laughing at? Is it funny that the old man, as Saint Joe, has been trapped here for so long?” The bike looked heavily on its face and said with a glimmer of ferocity in its eyes.

“What makes you think that? No matter what your divinity is, how can it be laughable if your younger generations are not comparable?” Han Li smiled and replied calmly.

But he naturally mumbled in his heart. The old demon was so emotional, he had to fight a little more carefully.

“Do you know that my husband is Holy Joe of the Holy Land, and he still looks so calm? Do you really think that my husband won't swallow your incarnation!” Bike riding was cynical.

“If seniors were willing to do it, they would have done it a long time ago, how could they have waited so long?” Han Li looked faint.

“You're smart, though. If I hadn't been stuck here, my husband would have killed a district monk like you. Well, answer the old man's question. Haven't the sacraments just begun? Haven't the Saints come down yet?” The cyclist Kyou finally calmed down again and hummed.

“Certainly not long after the beginning of the Magic Robbery, it is simply impossible for Saint Joe to lay down his true body.” Han Li had nothing to hide about this, and replied honestly.

“If that's the case!” The cyclist complained that his face flashed with excitement and immediately fell back into contemplation, seemingly thinking bitterly about what was going on.

“Can Daoist tell you what this demon lock is for? One, two!," Han Li turned a blind eye to the situation of the elderly and asked the next question.

“Demon lock, this stuff your people can't drive at all, you're wasting your energy asking this question.” When the old man heard the words and swept Han's eyes, he suddenly revealed a slight sarcasm.

“Is it really useless for me to make my own judgment?” Han Li insisted calmly.

“If you want to know so much, you can tell me. The magic lock of this town is actually a treasure of the uncompleted Xuantian sky that implies chaos, yin and yang. Not only in its own space, but also on the thirteenth floor is a master of the way of formation mastered by the holy world, and the day after tomorrow is inscribed on the thirteenth floor of ancient prohibition. Once people are trapped, unless trapped people are truly capable of breaking the chaos gas by themselves, even if someone uses external force to break as many of these 13 layers of restraint as possible, it will not help. And how powerful this Chaos Qi is. If this treasure truly evolves into Xuantian objects, even if the real fairies in the sky are trapped in it, there is nothing we can do without the corresponding means. But even with the appearance of such a semi-finished product in front of us, it is absolutely more than enough to trap the presence of Saint Joe and me.” The old man said coldly.

“The Unfinished Treasure of Xuantian!” Even though Han Li had been calm like water before, he couldn't help but change his face.

The power of Xuantian treasure is so great that no one can understand it better than the person who owns Xuantian objects himself. Even if it's just an unfinished semi-finished product, it's enough to get its heart pounding.

“Hey, hey, unfortunately. The magic lock of this town was born in my holy realm. Unless my ancient demon clan can communicate the power of the laws of heaven and earth of the holy realm and the presence of Saint Joe can barely drive one or two, even the outsiders will not be able to provoke the treasure. It's just a dead thing! Had it not been for your way to deepen the injunction, the old man would have just used the power of Nine Bulls and Two Tigers to break into this layer with the Numen, and to stop you. As soon as this incarnation of yours reaches deep into the box, I'm afraid it will soon be vaporized by chaos and nothing will come of it.” The bike ride was quiet.

“It turns out that this treasure can only be used if it communicates the presence of the forces of the ancient demonic realm!” Han Li muttered, looking thoughtful.

“Don't be paranoid about it. Even if you practice the works of our Holy Nation and can inspire some Qi of the True Demons, you will not be able to talk about communicating the power of the heavens and the earth of the Holy Realm unless you practice them to the point of Saint Zulu. If you really practise magic to this point, and you cannot tolerate the spiritual realm, you will be forced to fly to our holy realm and become a member of our holy realm.” Bike riding is like seeing something and saying it in great depth.

Han Li's face had a muscle twitch and said slowly only half a mile later:

“According to my driveway buddy, this stuff is really useless to me. ”

“That's true, so I'm saying there's no point in asking what this treasure is for. And because this treasure has not yet evolved, there is another deadly limitation that makes it quite chicken ribbed, even among our Saints.” The old man in the green robe said with a weird smile.

“What restrictions?” Han Li frowned and asked subconsciously.

“Haha, this. My husband won't say anything.” Cycling refused with a laugh.

“If the driveway buddies don't want to talk, forget it.” Han Li looked slightly heavier, but did not directly show discontent.

The old man smiled and stopped talking about it. After a slight indulgence, he asked about something new.

“My husband wants to know one more thing, and I hope you answer it well. Did you know that there are two kinds of spiritual places in the nearby region that have evolved from heaven and earth: Yin Yang Pool or Yellow Springs Fire?“ Bike riding asked softly.

“Yin Yang Pool, Yellow Springs Fire? Why do you ask?” Han Li moved and did not directly answer the question of the elderly. He countered with a cautious question.

“You have so many questions, you haven't answered this question yet!” The old man in the green robe turned ugly and said with a word of ice cold.

“So let's ask this, and let's go to the next question.” Han replied with no color on the facade.

After listening to Han Li's answer, the old man's face appeared angry again. After a glimpse of silver flashed in his eyes, he suddenly became dazzling.

“It seems that Your Excellency has asked again that what I am here is only a minor incarnation.” Han Li did not care to remind you.

“Humph, if your body is in front of you, how can you bargain with this seat!” The bike snorted coldly and the silver flashed in his eyes, forcing him down again to say angrily.

Han Li smiled slightly but stopped interfacing anything.

And the old man in the green robe hesitated for a moment before helplessly explaining:

“These two places are the only places where the demonic locks of the town can be re-sacrificed. If you put this treasure in there, and after sacrificing it with a sacramental method, you can extract some chaos from it. Our holy ancestors have countless advantages, whether they use Chaos II gas refiners or absorb them for their own use. And the holy world, because it is full of true magic, can only find these two places in the spiritual world. Otherwise, this demon lock will never leave the bloodshed alone, let alone accidentally fall into the hands of a human monk like you. ”

“Putting demon locks in these two places can draw chaos out of them, but seriously?” Han Li was very surprised after listening.

Some of the previous classics also have some records of chaos, yin and yang Qi, it does have all kinds of incredible mortal effects to surprise him!

“Why would my husband lie to you on this? Since you can conjure up the incarnation, you want to be a synthesis period. If you can absorb this little bit of chaos, you may have a chance to advance to the great realm of multiplication! If it doesn't work out, it can make you improve a situation. If the treasure is refined with Chaos II steam festival, the ordinary treasure can instantly become a psychic treasure with Mortal Divinity!” Bike riding was feeble, he said. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)