A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“This…” the cicada heard, hesitated slightly and glanced at the dark rain.

“Well, Brother Han, being the top of the family, will certainly not be detrimental to us. Besides, my husband thought it was just the two of us this time, not too sure. If Han Daoyou can help, the chances of success will naturally be greater.” After a moment of indulgence in the dark rain, he said unusually resolutely.

Han Li was naturally more surprised when he heard the words, but didn't say anything. He waited quietly for the two of them to say the following words.

The monk nodded with a smile after hearing people say this in the dark rain:

“The same is true of the poor monks. In that case, tell Master Han about it. After listening, I hope that Daoyou can help me. ”

“You're welcome, master! If it's really about the big picture of our people, Han will consider doing his best.” Han Li gave himself some leeway to say after giving it some thought.

“In fact, the two of us came this time at the behest of the Holy Island. This is the Yellow Springs Fire!” The cicada finally stopped hiding the opening.

“Yellow Springs Earth Fire! ”

Though there was some anticipation in his heart, Han Lixin was slightly overwhelmed by what the monks had said. But the next sentence of the monk relaxed his heart.

“Well, to be precise, it must have come from some kind of spirit in the Yellow Springs Fire.” It seemed that Han Li's face looked a little different, and people added in the black rain.

“Is there a spirit in Yellow Springs Fire? Why have I never heard of it!” Han Li thought about it and was surprised again.

“Of course there is, and it is still a spirit that has been born for 50,000 years. I wonder if Han Shi has ever heard of" Huangshan Dreamstone "?” Cicada monks said calmly.

“Huang Soo Dreamstone! Is it the kind of fabulous material that is used exclusively to arrange large illusion arrays?” Han Li frowned and said.

“Nice, that's the material. Not enough for me to wait this time to look for is not ordinary sorghum dreamstone, but a spiritual sorghum stone spirit has been born. Not only can this spirit only appear in sorghum, but it is also born under harsh conditions. Nothing is worse than the famous creatures of the heavens and the earth, so there are not many who know. And the stone spirits here were inadvertently discovered tens of thousands of years ago by a predecessor of his own. But unfortunately, the senior did not seize the opportunity to capture it. Instead, after shocking Shi Ling, he refused to emerge from the Yellow Springs Fire. And the Yellow Springs Fire is no place for the Great Brothers, and I'm afraid they won't dare go into it easily. But this time, unlike this time, when the Holy Island Powerful had been divorced specifically for this purpose, the most recent of these days coincided with the robbery of the Yellowstone Spirit, which could no longer be hidden in the Fire. This is also our only chance to seize the Spirit.” The Cicada monks explained in detail.

“It turns out I've never heard of it before. This sorghum has been hiding in the depths of the Yellow Springs Fire for tens of thousands of years. However, a stone spirit in the district, even if the spirit is turned on, there should not be too much divinity. Didn't you grab the two Daoists for sure?” Han Li revealed a flash of color, but asked somewhat puzzled.

“Brother Han is somewhat unaware that this sorghum stone spirit is very different from the ordinary stone spirit, and has the ability to release illusion in addition to the ordinary spirit stone should have. And this illusion of the release of the stone almost instantaneously, as long as opposed to it, unknowingly fell into its illusion without knowing it. Originally, the elder of the people who discovered him was also a well-known member of my family. Instead of gaining access to this stone spirit, he was lucky enough to get out of poverty after six months of illusion, and went back seriously ill. Heard that he lost a lot of energy. This time, the Stone Spirit must be captured alive and cannot harm his life, so even if Master Tianxia and I have some means specifically prepared for this trip, there is still not a dozen certainties that we will get it.” Two sentences were explained beside one another in the dark rain.

“Illusion! It is true that the gifts of heavenly and earthly spirits, such as stone spirits, are generally not small. No wonder you two Daoists are so cautious. By the way, since this is Holy Island, you two are invited to come here to catch Huangxu Shi Ling, do you know why?” Han Li nodded and asked again.

“This old man heard a little bit about it before he left. It seems that this demonic crystal in the body of the Stone Spirit is a very important thing for our people to use against the Magic Robbery, and that Lord Mojan himself told it through the Holy Island. Others are too specific, and my husband doesn't know very well.” The old man did not hesitate at all, and replied extremely simply.

“What Mo told you!” Han Li's face changed and couldn't help but suck in a cold breath of air.

“Hey, hey, if not so. The two of us are quite famous and stature people, so why did we come here?” The old man laughed.

“Since this is a matter of concern to the whole people, it is naturally incumbent on some of Han's powers. If you two Daoists have anything to do with each other, do as you're told.” Han Li lowered his head for a moment and said in a sobering manner.

“Oh, I knew Brother Han would never stand idly by. In fact, you don't have to do that complicated thing to catch this creature this time. As long as the two of us are assisted by the strain, in case the two of us miss something, we hope that Brother Han will be able to wrap the spirits in time, and don't let it run back into the earth fire. ‘The Cicada monks heard Han Li say so and couldn't help but rejoice.

People listened in the dark rain and were equally happy to say thank you.

“By the way, since the situation in Tianyuan is not good, the Han brothers should not just pass by. Is there something important going on here?” The Cicada monk suddenly remembered something and asked.

“Han did have his own business this time, but only to refine several manipulators by means of yellow springs. But now that I've met the two Daoists, the next little thing will naturally be put behind me.” Han's facade does not change color echo.

“Thank you Brother Han for understanding. The Yellow Springs Fire is not easy to reach now, otherwise it would be troublesome for the Stone Spirit to realize that there are outsiders outside.” The face of the Cicada monk apologizes and thanks again.

Hence Han Li greeted the elderly and the Cicada monks a few more words and immediately joined the two ranks. He also sat on his knees beside the giant pit.

Eyes sweep towards the bottom of the giant pit in front of you, brows slightly wrinkle.

This giant pit is a few acres in size, but the entire pit is divided from the middle into two distinct upper and lower parts.

The upper half is the same as the ordinary mountain stones, which are equally gray and white, while the lower half of the pit walls are green in the black, emitting shady cold, and the surface is incredibly smooth, like a beautiful jade.

At the bottom of the giant pit, it was a clump of milky yellow mist that rolled over indefinitely, but from time to time there were rumbling sounds, and hidden some faint light that flashed indefinitely, as if something was hidden under the mist.

Han Li's eyes narrowed and suddenly one hand flipped and a white dial appeared in his hand.

“Bam," his wrist shook again, instantly turning into a white light that lashed towards the bottom of the giant pit.

When passing through the upper half of the giant pit, the façade was unusual, but as soon as it entered the lower half, the white light immediately trembled violently, while the surface suddenly appeared a layer of crystalline ice, before waiting for it to go into the fog below, it was completely sealed by ice, and it fell back into the fog.

A moment later, another crisp sound came from beneath the fog, and the frozen façade seemed to break open again.

“The name of the Yellow Springs Fire is truly true, the Yin Cold Qi here is amazing!” Han Li muttered to himself twice, but he couldn't see anything out of color on his face.

“Oh, the ground fire is said to have come directly from under the Nine Yellow Springs, but the power of the strange cold is truly nothing short of flames. But unfortunately, this strange cold is so different from the ordinary cold that it simply cannot be refined by living beings. It is a great pity for all of us that we can only refine some special instruments with them at best.” The Cicada monks laughed softly, and it seemed a great pity.

“The creation of chaos, the five lines of yin and yang, were originally some of the fundamental forces in the laws of heaven and earth. Since this Yellow Springs Fire contains such an astonishing force of ice and cold, nature must be greatly restricted in its use. Otherwise, the person who cultivates the Ice and Cold Spirit can freely absorb the power of the shadow and cold here. Isn't the power a thousand miles a day? For a people, there's no such thing as falling pie in the sky!” There's also a faint intrusion in the dark rain.

“Well, that makes perfect sense. But I've also heard people say that this Yellow Springs Fire is also likely to be one of the entrances directly to the Underworld. If that's the case, Han is really curious about the fire.” Han Li replied with a smile.

“Well, these rumors have been around since ancient times. But this Yellow Springs Fire is so shady and cold, we can only move within a thousand feet, that is, the Great Multiplicity Robbery Brothers can reach under ten thousand, and if we go down again, there will be a danger of falling. And so, naturally, no one can confirm the rumor.” The cicadas glanced and said a little thoughtfully.

“Oh, why do you two Daoists have to think so much. Even if this fire could reach the underworld, it would be a place full of fierce ghosts. Our cultivator's ultimate goal is to fly to the Real Fairy Realm, so that we can truly live forever and truly live with the earth.” People don't think it's true in the dark rain.

“The poor monks have different opinions on this. We wait for Buddhist men to speak of good and evil for a reason, to make reparations, even in this world..." The monks shook their heads when they looked serious and disagreed.

When the monks had finished speaking, they said something of their own enlightenment.

The two of you, in my sentence, actually argued by this giant pit.

Han Li saw the situation, first slightly, but then smiled dumbly. (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.)