A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“Demon Saint Joe! Fairies are no joke. If there is a demonic Saint Joe sitting in the town of Tiesha Ridge, it is true blood Han should not want it.” Han Li said with a gloomy face.

“Brother Han thought too much. If there was a demonic Holy Ancestor himself sitting in the town Iron Sand Ridge, how could the Luo family and spiritual people have chosen this route of the Fantasy Desert, hiding as far away as they could have gone? As far as my younger sister knows, there is only one incarnation in Tiesha Ridge called Lingyuan Saint Joe. It seems that its body once had the great grace of the Green Wings in that year, which allowed an incarnation to sit in the town of Tiesharing for many years. Daoyou had slaughtered a Saint Joe in the Battle of Heavenly Abyss that year. It should not be a big problem to try to deal with this incarnation. Besides, this operation, just be careful, will not necessarily spook the incarnation of Lingyuan Saint Joe.” The maiden in the plumage winked for a beautiful purpose.

“Just an incarnation! But it's still not so good to deal with. As far as I know, there is a very close connection between the incarnation and the body of the Demonic Saint Joe. Unlike in the spiritual realm, if that Lingyuan Saint ancestral body also lived not far from Tiesa Ridge, the incarnation on our side, I'm afraid its body will quickly arrive. It's still too risky!” Han Li shook his head after a few facial changes.

“Brother Han, don't worry, if you plan to do this, how come you didn't spy on the relevant news ahead of time? According to the information I have gathered, this Lingyuan Saint Ancestor has not only lived very far away, but has been locked up for 10,000 years. Also, this demonic Saint Joe has had other incarnations before, but has not seen the main body go out. There are even rumours that this Lingyuan Saint Ancestor has fallen, and only a few incarnations are left walking around. Of course, this message is true and false. Normally, no one can verify it. No one dares to interrupt the closed training of a Saint Joe. In this way, however, Brother Han doesn't have to worry about Lingyuan Saint Joe's body, as long as he can cope with the incarnation of the town Iron Sand Ridge.” The maiden in the plumage smiled.

“If that is the case, one or two things can be planned. But the fact that I was able to kill an incarnation of Saint Joe in the spiritual realm was also the result of other Daoists holding back. Otherwise, on my own, there are still shortcomings.” Han Li said in a faint manner.

Little sister naturally knows that. So before the concubine left the spiritual world, she deliberately went to a friend and borrowed a treasure called "Heavenly Pearl". This disposable treasure does not have any other effect, but once deployed, it can take its place on its own. As long as Taoist can haunt that demonic Saint Joe incarnation for a moment, I can use the power of the treasure to inspire a secret of the Ye family and trap him for half a day. After all this time, you and I can walk away. As long as I don't reveal my ethnic identity, I don't believe in the incarnation of Lingyuan St. Joe, but I will really die for some true blood. ”The maiden in the plumage has Cheng Bamboo to say.

“Well, it looks like Leaf Fairy has been planning this for a long time. Since it only takes a moment, Han is naturally fine. Ask yourself if you can do this.” Han Lichang exhaled and nodded with a slight satisfaction.

Han Li finally had no worries, and her heart was naturally loose, and she looked like a flower.

Although she started plotting in the spirit world for this matter, if Han Li really didn't want to help, she would never be able to get that green blood by herself. This would be the first time, at such a great price, to ask Han Li to do it.

Next, the two of them were in the ship and began to plot in detail.

Soon afterwards, as the ship broke into thin air, a yellow line appeared above the ground in the distance and slowly emerged as a loess plateau emerged.

It looks unusually flat and unexpected.

Han Li, who was talking to the plumage, suddenly moved and swept out the window with a glance.

“What did Brother Han find?” The maiden in plumage could not help but ask, and at the same time was vigilant in releasing her thoughts and sweeping the void in the vicinity.

“Nothing, just found a somewhat meaningful low-order warcraft hidden beneath the earth. It mixes itself with the surrounding atmosphere, and it almost hid it from me for a while.” Han Li had retracted his gaze and said faintly.

“Oh, there's such a thing! It is not surprising, however, that the environment of the 1 Warcraft Realm is far worse than that of the Spirit Realm, and some low-order warcraft will have some life-saving genius, otherwise they would have been exterminated by those high-order warcraft.” The girl replied with a smile.

Han Li nodded and said nothing more about it.

By then, the ship had flashed down the dirt slope and dumped without a trace.

After a cup of tea, the original seemingly empty earthen bag, suddenly the soil divided, climbed out of the inside like a hedgehog Xu Big Warcraft, a grey white spike, but on the top of his head there were numerous strange long tentacles, at the same time two raised eyes stared dead in the direction of the ship disappearing, flashing a strange red light, as if he had his own intelligence.

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A month later, on the loess plateau and adjacent to a mountain range, a small town more than ten miles in size was built on a swamp.

There are no walls around the town, only a row of slightly symbolic yellow wooden fences shrouded nearby.

Over the town, and from time to time, the colourful light travels, vacating or slowly falling over a small square at the centre of the town.

However, several ten-year-old platforms were erected in the corners around the town, each with a bright, dark beam and a slight black air, covering the entire platform.

On these high platforms, there are about four or five Demon Guards, each with no expression on their face.

Centered around the square, the town has several twisted streets with demonic shops on both sides, wine houses and other buildings.

Tens of thousands of demons, coming and going in and out of these buildings, also look quite prosperous.

Two Demons are sitting next to a table near a window in an unsightly pub on the edge of town square.

There was only one unusual jar of emerald green on the table and two white as jade glasses.

The intense aroma of wine in the glass, the amber-like bouquet of wine, is rare at first glance.

There was no one else in the entire winery but two, as if the two demons had been wrapped up.

“They should be here soon.” One of them, with a few tiny braids, wore two thick gold rings with big eyebrows, looked up at the square and suddenly asked his companion, revealing an intolerable appearance.

“According to the Eye Demon guy, a group of suspected targets just walked out of the Mirage Desert a month ago. But as soon as they got out of the desert, they split up into groups and took different routes. There are only two of us to deal with. Others are naturally dealt with by others in the palace. Count the journey, it's time to get here on these two days. This dragon town is the only place nearby to get laid. If they come this way, they'll stop in town for a while.” The demon tribe across the street, a middle-aged Taoist with an elegant robe, answered with a glance.

“Well, that can't be right. In case the target doesn't need anything to supply, fly right past the neighborhood. Aren't you and I busy here for nothing?” The man with the big eyebrows snorted.

“Oh, brother Luo, don't worry. This town is the nearest to the Mirage Desert. If they really are the target, they should have stayed in the desert for decades. Once they come out, how can they not be able to replenish the nearest place to consume Dan medicine crystal stone and other things. And even if you don't need supplies, you need to understand some of the things that have happened recently. They'll definitely come to town.” Middle-aged Confucianism shook its head back.

“Cold Brother said the note, but I was a little more disbelieving.” The big man rolled his eyes and said without a good breath.

“Oh, the camel brother wants to make a bet with his little brother.” The middle-aged Taoist asked with a smile.

“What do you want to bet?” The big man frowned and asked with some vigilance.

“For once, how much do you and I pay for this? This time, the reward for this business is quite generous, otherwise we wouldn't even be here.” Taoist smiled softly.

“Cold Brother fought as he intended. This bet won't be made with you. If you change your gambling methods, Luo has some interest.” The big frown shook his head like a beam drum, and his eyes glared.

“What does Camelot want to bet on?” The middle-aged Taoist had a faint corner of his mouth and asked with a faint smile.

“Bet on you and me. Who's gonna beat this first?” The big man turned his eyes and said.

“Oh, Cold asked himself that the magic was far less than Daoist, and this bet was just not wagered.” Taoist laughed.

“Why did Cold Brother refuse so early? Perhaps my opponent is much stronger than what you have to deal with!” The big man said with a big mouth.

“Cold did something that never believed in luck!” Taoist slightly replied.

“After all these years of practicing in the palace with you, you guys are still so boring, you never do anything but do anything with certainty, you don't want to take any chances.” The man shook his head again, a very boring look.

When the middle-aged Taoist heard this, he smiled slightly and was about to say something else. Suddenly his eyes lit up and his eyes glanced at a black airship that was slowly falling off the square.

”Nice, that's the flying magic, just like the images coming through!” Sitting on the other side, he stood up excitedly, his hands squeezing his fist, and a crackling burst of noise. (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.)