A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“Can you take it? Seriously! If I recall correctly, these two treasures seem to be perfected with this Blood Holy Journal, so how can they be forcibly seized?” Han Li was surprised at first, but after a moment of silence, a disbelieving expression appeared on his face.

“Did I ever tell Taoist that the purple words of the two treasures belonged to my husband?” The old man twisted his beard and said a very deep sentence.

“What, there's such a thing!” Han stood for a moment and lost his voice.

“Humph, the old man was forced to hide the Numen in the town's magic lock after being subjected to blood calculations before finally hiding from the thief. But the purple words fell into the hands of the dwarf with the flesh. Though he spent more than a hundred years refining and refining me in Dingzhong, he re-refined it for his own use. But the old man stayed in Dingzhong and thought was obvious and dark, divided into two kinds. As long as the thief does not discover the existence of the second ideology, there is naturally a chance to help Taoist regain the treasure.” The old man twisted his beard and revealed a gloomy tone, he said.

“Senpai, with this kind of cards, there is a real chance of success. But I don't know how strong the mind is to stay in the treasure, and my predecessors are consciously a little sure.” Han Li heard the thump, but asked carefully.

“The sentiments of the old man are specially refined and used exclusively to deal with such matters. As long as it's not spotted by blood, I have a 50% + chance to get this treasure out of its control. Besides, the use of the old husband is as if, even if the treasure cannot be reclaimed accidentally, it is enough to greatly reduce the treasure's power in front of Han Daoyou and can no longer pose any threat.” Cycling is incredibly confident, "he said.

“Half sure, it's risky enough to try. Since Purple Word doesn't have to worry, I don't know if the Pagoda has a way to deal with it. Compared to Purple Word, this treasure ingests the spirits of the Divine Spirit even more countervailing and tricky.” Han Li nodded and asked again.

“Though not an old man's, the Tower of Light is also a famous relic of Xuantian Heaven in the Holy World. Nor did the bloodshed know anything about this dwarf's hand. I have seen this treasure several times, and the power is amazing, even if I faced it myself, I have no certainty that it can be broken.” After a moment of silence, the ride revealed a heavy tone, he said.

“So the treasure can't handle it?” Han Li's heart went down and said slowly.

“Although the Painted Tower cannot be broken, there is nothing you can do to delay it for a while. As long as you can take advantage of this gap and subdue the Purple Word, then use it against this treasure. At the same time, the treasure of the remaining days should be sufficient to protect yourself.” The old man's eyes flashed.

“It is enough that there is a way to resist one or two. I also expect my predecessors to teach me this method one, two.” Han Li pondered for a moment and smiled on his face, arching his hand.

“Hey, teach an old man not to be a fool. Daoyou doesn't really think that the old man's blanket will provoke mystery and the means to deal with the colored tower, blanket talk.” The old man rolled his eyes and said politely.

“Oh, what's the seniors plan?” Han Li's face remained the same and seemed to have been expected.

“It's simple, when you promise the deal the old man originally mentioned, the old man will tell you all about the secrets and methods!” Cycling said without hesitation.

Han Li sniffed, eyes slightly narrowed, half a mild later said:

“In that case, seniors may wish to say something about the conditions. Last time, the younger generation left in a hurry, haven't listened carefully yet. ”

“Don't worry, I'm not the kind of greedy guy. My terms are equally beneficial to you.” For the first time, the joy appeared on the face of the bike, and the voice said softly.

“That evening I listened.” Han Lixin sneered, naturally he would not take the words of the other person seriously, but his face remained unchanged.

“The first condition is that Daoyou must go to the nearby Yellow Springs Fire Place immediately after getting out of poverty, and use this day and earth fire to lock the demons in chaos and breathe some. I'll tell you another way to suck it up, but you have to give me a third of the chaos.” The bike rides with a respectful sermon.

“Seniors are trapped here today, how to accept these Qi of Chaos!” Han Li moved in color and asked strangely.

“Don't worry about Daoist. I'm stuck in a demon lock, but I have my own way to do it. All you have to do is answer yes or no.” The old man frowned and said.

“It is certainly not excessive that seniors ask for only one third of the quantity. All right, this condition is acceptable to Han.” Han Li's face was gloomy for a while and finally nodded his response.

“Now that this condition has been accepted, the second is simpler, and something that will not be known for long to come. The old man seemed to think that you had made a great deal of magic. Maybe there will be an advanced multiplier in the future. So my husband just asked for another promise. If one day you really can do it, help my husband kill the bloodshed dwarf.” The old man smiled and understated a word that twitched his muscles on Han's face.

“Are you kidding me? How is it possible for younger generations to kill the Great Multiplier? Even if this day is true, Saint Jords of Blood is probably in your demonic realm, how dare younger generations cross the border?” Han Li shook his head like a beam drum and rejected it in one bite.

“Daoist, don't be too busy refusing! Under this condition, the husband does not force his friends to do it, nor will he actively ask them to go to the holy world. The husband only has one hope. If a friend can't do this at all, then naturally this condition can be invalidated.” The bike looked down and smiled bitterly.

“If that's the case, I can promise. I swear by the demon of the heart, if one day Han Dasheng one day, he can easily kill the blood Saint Joe, will definitely help the friend of the road... Han Li's face changed for a long time before slowly accepting, and immediately swear by the demon of the heart.

These things, which are sworn by the demons of the heart, are more binding on the higher order of existence.

After all, none of them want to strike the bottleneck one day, because the demon of the heart backfires and leads to its own loss.

The old man showed satisfaction when he saw the situation, but the divine colour immediately stirred up and said carefully:

“I'll tell you first about the mystery that inspires mindfulness and how to deal with the lighting tower. But how to absorb the Qi of Chaos requires Daoyou to reach the Yellow Springs Fire. And when I get that part of the Chaos Qi that I should get, the old man will finally tell me how to refine the Chaos Qi. Han Daoyou doesn't have any opinions at all. ”

“Why, what's so special about the refining of this chaotic gas?” Han Li sniffed and asked.

“How can the general method of refining be effective when the chaotic gas in the demonic lock of the town is such a spirit? Not that the old man boasts, but even among the holy ancestors, there are never more than three people who know the art of gas refining.” The bike shook its head and said proudly.

After listening, Han Li sighed for a long time before finally nodding helplessly:

“Just do as the seniors say. That blood Saint Joe incarnate, not far from me. As soon as I blow this fence, I will take my predecessor to the Yellow Springs Fire. ”

“Hey, Han Daoyou, this is definitely a smart choice. I have a copy of Jade Jane here, and the secret techniques and methods have been documented. This object cannot be taken out of the Town Demon Lock, Taoist memorizes it here.” The bike laughed slightly, his sleeve shook, and a pitch-black jade lashed.

“Many thanks Senior for the gift. ”

Han Li was not polite either. He single-handedly captured Jade Jane into his hand empty-handed and placed it on his forehead. He stopped speaking in a sobering manner.

The old man stood still for a moment.

Han Li's face was gloomy and uncertain. After a cup of tea, he took off his jade forehead in a long breath. Then he pushed his five fingers slightly harder and suddenly burst into flashes and broke.

“The later generations have kept secrets and methods in mind. It turns out the same space treasure pairing is needed to deal with the colored tower. However, this kind of treasure is rare. Although several items of treasure are obtained from other people's hands, it is not known what the requirements may be for the treasure class, and whether similar tokens are equally valid.“ Han Li asked thoughtfully.

“The Colorful Tower is a relic of Xuantian, a space treasure used to influence its power. Naturally, the greater the power, the better. However, if you just want to procrastinate, regardless of the rank of the treasures, if you blow them up, it will have a lot of impact on their performance. Naturally, the same is true if there are tokens that can affect the stability of space.” Cycling compliments hey hey smile words.

“I see. The younger generation is relieved. It's not too late, I'll go back outside and push the blood Saint Joe back. By the way, I almost did. This blood saint and ancestral incarnation is very different from the general one. After the attachment, not only did the magic increase dramatically, but even those two treasures seemed to have the ultimate power. It seems that a common mindset has arrived, and it is impossible to do this. Moreover, this incarnation can still be divided into three parts, and the other two can be illusioned. Do you know what kind of magic trick this is?” Han Li asked the old man what he remembered.

“What, there's such things as illusions of other identities coming. This is not possible! Such things cannot be accomplished with the coming of the Divine Divinity.” The smile on the bike's face suddenly converged, revealing an incredible look.

“The younger generations also felt a little strange, because the Blood Saint Joe already had an army that was embodied in the nearby demonic ruler, and came down to the mind again, and could have such a powerful divine talent. If you, the Holy Journey of the Demonic Realm, were so powerful, you would have defeated the nearby communities.” Han Li sighed softly and seemed to have a stomach full of doubts.

“Hmm, no other Saint Joe has ever done this. Let the old man think about it. I seem to have heard of similar magic talents somewhere, but I can't remember them right away for too long.” After riding his face, his eyes suddenly squinted into a stitch. (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.)