A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

The gorgeous, icy silver-haired woman also walked into the palace and slowly stood behind her ancestors, ignoring the surprises of others.

“This Taoist friend is...” The gray-haired old man swept away and naturally saw that the silver-haired woman was a demonic monk, as well as the cultivation of the late stage of refinement, which led to a somewhat puzzling question.

“This is the old husband and granddaughter Linglong, you have not met, but you should have heard of one or two.” Ancestor Ao Xiao replied carelessly.

“What, it turns out to be Fairy Linglong, that's disrespectful.” The old man with white hair flashed a little surprise in his face, but said unusually politely.

This woman, Han Li and I were in the world a thousand years apart silver moon.

Of course, the “silver moon” at this time is somewhat different from the silver moon at that time, but rather merges the soul of division and has the “silver moon” of the true complete Numen.

The rest of the palace also showed an unexpected look when they found out who the silver-haired female was.

As a holy island in a special position between the two races of human beings, we pay close attention to the nature of the seven demonic kings that lead the demonic race.

Fairy Linglong, Princess of Tiankui Wolf, was sealed in the world for many years, and after returning to the spiritual realm almost became incompatible with Tiankui Wolf, these Holy Island elders have heard more or less.

Nowadays, the legendary Lady of the Wolf King is suddenly seen, and many people look a little strange.

Silver Moon turned a blind eye to all of this, but stood behind his ancestors in Oxfam and lowered his head slightly without a word.

“Senior Oxford, why did your old man suddenly come to the Holy Island? I don't know how much energy my predecessor lost during the ferry has been restored.” The winged man shook Oxford's ancestors' eyebrows down and asked.

“I lost some energy when I robbed the year, but after so many years of adjustment, everything was fine. Otherwise, my husband won't show up. As for why we came to the island, it is naturally because of the invitation of the friends of Modo.” Ancestor Oxiao smiled slightly.

“Your old man has already met Senior Mo! Great, after his old man left the island, he had no news like his predecessors. It worries me a lot.” The white and pure man heard the speech and his face showed great joy.

“Hey, he's not old enough to worry about anything. Well, the old man won't talk much more. This time, I came to the island of Holy Land, entrusted by a friend of Maudao, to deliver a few words for him, and to sit here for a while.” Ancestor Ozzo said with a smile.

“I'll wait for you to listen to me! I don't know what my predecessor needs to tell me to wait.” The white and pure man asked respectfully.

“Maudou recently received word that the location of the island now appears to be known to the Demons. Though the Demons are not yet capable of taking over the Holy Island with their power, be careful in case. Otherwise, the reputation of Holy Island among the two communities and the blow to our morale will be absolutely devastating if something happens.” Oxiao Ancestor Qing Xiu's unusual face showed a slight stiffness.

“The location of the island has been leaked again. Impossible, not long ago, the island had just been transported once, changing the location of the hideout. It will not be possible to move again in a short time.” A lot of people's faces changed dramatically from time to time, and some people lost their voice.

“There's an old man here, you're afraid of nothing. Since it was so short, the demons knew where it was. Looks like there's a demon scout in the holy island. However, the matter should not be difficult to detect, as long as the target is a group of people who have recently entered and left the island, it will always be possible to find the traitor.” Ancestor Oxiao's face was gloomy and his business a bit gloomy.

“Yes, the late generations immediately sent men to examine all the messengers who had recently entered and left the Holy Island.” The old man with white hair was shocked and hurried to say yes.

Others are also naturally in the heart of one Rin.

“Another thing that I would like to convey, Demon Friend, is that I was prepared to deal with a few of the demonic methods that needed to be adjusted.” The ancestors of Oxford nodded and, after a slight indulgence, said something that made everyone laugh.

“That's why! These backhanders, but when Senior Mo led me to meditate for more than a hundred years before I came up with the killer of the Borderline Demon Army, there was no problem in theory.” The old woman mumbled and asked.

“This should be a change of mind after Maudou has seen the existence of several ethnic peers, such as the spiritual clan. It was thought that in communicating with these heterogeneous multipliers, shortcomings in the original preparation were identified. But don't worry, not all of them will have to be reversed. Only two or three of them have to be realigned. I'll find some time to explain it to you later. And coincidentally, one of them happens to no longer need Sorbite Spirit. Maudou has decided to replace it with another heavenly and earthly object. If you do that, press something for it, and it will only be stronger than it was. And the substitute spirits, the old man has brought them himself.” Old Oxford group frowned and flipped one hand, suddenly an extra jade box came out of his hand and shook his hand towards the old man with white hair.

“This is…”

The white-haired old man opened the box in confusion, his eyes swept inside and he moved in surprise.

“Well, you know what, put it away. Now the less people this thing knows, the better.” Without waiting for the white-haired old man to say anything more, the Oxfam group waved their hands at will, letting the rest of them say something raw and swallow back.

The elders of other holy islands saw the situation and, although full of doubt, could not ask what.

The white-haired old man promised to come down and carefully tucked the jade box into his sleeve.

“By the way, you old man know one or two things about the possible arrival of the three original ancestors of the Demon Nation.” The old woman hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but ask 7 sentences.

“I do know one or two about this, and I came to the door myself to tell my husband.” Old Oxford replied unchanged.

After seeing the ancestors of Oxford so calm and relaxed, the people in the palace looked at each other, they couldn't help but relax.

The old woman was even more delightful and asked:

“So the two seniors really figured out a way to deal with it! ”

“Hey, even the common demonic holy ancestor came to the realm of spirituality, it took a lot of effort, let alone the three original demonic ancestors. Where did they come so easily? It is too early to talk about it. It is not too late to think about it after dealing with the current demonic army.” The Oxfam group did not directly answer the specific thing, but instead waved and said it in a slight way.

I can't help but stare into the eyes when I hear the demon tribe's great multiplier say that the present amalgamation exists.

“Senior, you must have your own thoughts.” The old man with white hair coughed dry and said with an eye to the man with wings.

“Well, it's a little premature to talk about the three ancestors. Let's talk about the specific things that Sacred Island is preparing. Some of them are unresolved, and I'm afraid they need to be predecessors.” The man with wings was reminded by the elderly, seemingly suddenly thinking about something, hastily turning the subject aside.

“Well, my husband knows you well.” Ancestor Ao Xiao nodded with a smile on his face.

“First of all, in order to deal with the low-order warcraft, we have basically cultivated the army of spiritual beasts that we have specially nurtured on the Holy Island. Some of the shorter-lived disposable killers have also begun measuring forcible catalysts. They are expected to be useful in years to come when the Demons fight...”

“Also, to refine those Xuantian sacred objects. We are waiting for the refinery master of the people, all of whom have been invited to the island. It is expected that in six months' time we will be able to work together to refine these precious pieces. The only problem, however, is that several refined materials have not yet arrived on the island. They need to traverse several areas controlled by the Demons to really get there. So it's important to discuss who's going to pick it up. Seniors suggest...“

The Feather Man seemed to be responsible for everything that happened on the island, and in one sentence he told the truth about some of the general circumstances.

Ancestor Otsubo sat on the chair and listened quietly, seemingly unchanging, but his gaze flashed from time to time through the silk brightness.

When the elderly had finished speaking, other people in the hall had likewise begun to stand up and report back to the elderly Otsunami on specific matters for which they were responsible.

After more than an hour, everyone in the palace said it again.

“Well, well done. But you can handle these things yourself. I don't need this old guy to finger me or anything. It's getting late. My husband has been in a hurry for a long time, and he's had a bit of a difficult meal, so let's get some rest first.” After listening, Ancestor Oxiao did not publish anything, but suddenly stood up and smiled.

The white-haired old man and others could not help but stare up.

“Since the seniors were tired, the seniors arranged their own accommodation.” The man with feathers reacted first, hurrying forward to say respectfully, and leading the way on one side of his body.

Ancestor Ao Xiao nodded his head and did not panic to walk past.

Silver Moon naturally followed quietly behind.

“Senior Senior Senior, congratulations!” The people in the palace reacted and bowed to each other.

“By the way, you two come to my place later, I have something else to tell you.” When Ancestor Oxiao walked to the palace door, he seemed to think of something else, suddenly turning his head towards two of the crowd, fingering a little, lightly said.

The two men he was referring to were, of course, the gray-haired old man and a tall, skinny man with a gloomy complexion who spoke very little to others.

The two men were naturally stunned, but dared not hesitate to respond with haste.

Ancestor Ao Xiao nodded before turning again and walking out of the hall.

“Yu Daoyou, have you known Senior Ohio before?” A middle-aged woman in her 40s, standing next to the tall, skinny man, couldn't help but ask the man once Otsunami's ancestors left.

(Oh, there's another chapter in the evening, but it needs to be updated a little later!) (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.)