A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“Lord Bao Hua, why don't you go check it out?” The black crocodile said with his eyes spinning.

“No need. Whatever he's doing right now, it doesn't really matter to me. Now that you've got the medicine you want, all you have to do is get out of the Magic Source Sea and find a safe place to refine the medicine into Dan, so that I can restore the importance of my past divinity.” The treasure flower hesitated for a moment, or shook its head and said.

“Yes, my lord. Then let's leave now. Both Yuan Nightingale and Nirvana have already met adults, and it may be dangerous to stay here any longer. But as long as adults regain their strength in the past, they will no longer have to fear anyone.” The black crocodile nodded with some excitement.

If his owner is full of magic, he will naturally have countless advantages as a subordinate of the ship.

“What I asked you to do was to seize the opportunity to do it.” The crystalline light in Baohua's eyes swept around, but he asked again.

“My lord rest assured, I have planted a bloodstain on those three songs. While it is not possible to say that we can find its exact location by doing so, in the future, as soon as it approaches us within a thousand miles, there will be sensations in the small.” The black crocodile said, echoing with a thrill.

“Well done. You all have the blood of the Dragon Nation. These three demons are the original spiritual beasts of Yuan Niu. In general, it is impossible to separate the two. If Yuan Nightingale wanted to sneak up on me in the future, I couldn't have lost sight of it.” There was a slight smile in the corner of the treasure flower mouth, praising it.

“Hey, this is all an amazing mystery taught by adults, even Master Yuan Nightingale can hide it. Otherwise, little man, how dare you?” Black crocodile with big mouths, hey laughed.

“This surgery can only be performed by people of the same blood line. Moreover, this is the island of Bitter Spirit. It is not surprising that Yuan Nightingale was suppressed. All right, let's go.” The treasure flower smiled back two sentences, and the jade hand pinched, and then the glow flashed behind him, and a pink tree shadow appeared, and the sky rose fast and huge.

In a moment, the pink glow overwhelmed both shadows.

And when the giant flower tree burst into a little glow, the treasure blossoms and black crocodiles were long gone.

At one time, the entire island of Bitter Spirit was completely deserted and the calm of the past was restored.

Seven days later, two uninterrupted guests arrived over the Valley of Trapped Spirits on Bitter Spirit Island!

A man and a woman, seemingly of vastly different ages, of the high-ranking demonic race.

The man, wearing a blue vest, seemed to be thirty years old, his eyes spinning, his femoral precision revealed, and his appearance was very powerful.

The woman is a gray-haired, chicken-skinned old man with wrinkles, a crane head crutch and an old dragon bell look.

They float over the valley and look at each other as if they were looking for something.

Half an hour later, the old man snorted coldly, his crutches blankly beneath him.

loud bang!

Somewhere below, the ground collapsed, revealing a giant pit of several lengths in diameter.

“The bastard of the treasure flower actually came here. It also has its lingering breath. This time, we must not let her go.” The old voices were dull and unusually unpleasant, but the speech was even more astonishing.

“Sister, after all these years, you have not let go of that resentment in your heart. No wonder we haven't been able to make progress for so many years.” The blue armored man's eyes turned and looked at the old man, but he sighed.

“Easy for you to say. If it weren't for the treasure flower, how could I have been destroyed and forcibly dispossessed of this old body so that there is no possibility of advancement in the future? Or you've forgotten how many incarnations she used to destroy.” The old man was furious when he heard the words and drank them loudly.

“Years have passed by, and what's the point of mentioning it? Just plain disturbed his mood 1” The blue armored man said with a faint tone that did not match his appearance.

“Cut the wind. Heavenly Cry, if you really forgot about this, why did you come here as soon as you received the summons of Yuan Nightingale?” The old face is full of jealousy and disbelief.

“Sister, believe it or not. My cry-blood magic work has been cultivated into the realm of forgetfulness, and I have long lost emotions such as love and hate. The reason I'm here with you is because of a treasure on the flower. Only if I get that treasure will I have some certainty that I will survive the next day of robbery.” The blue armored man replied calmly.

“Isobao, it must be the royal thunder signature in her hand!” The old man in the red robe heard this, and his face shivered with wrinkles, finally remembering what to ask.

“Nice, that's the treasure. The treasure flower has survived so many great robberies, and it is the treasure on which the battle rests. As for himself, his brother was not interested.” The green-armored man bluntly said,

“Okay, I'll believe you once. After listening to Yuan Nightmare, this slut has not yet replied. As long as we can find her, you and I won't have a problem catching her. By then, I will have to entertain this‘ former ancestor '.” After listening to the green-armored man, the old man was slightly slow, but his mouth was still malignant and abnormal.

“Fine. Then I'll have my baby, you'll get somebody! We will now summon the nearest Hall of the Beast to launch a teleportation array that will be monitored by all hands. Measure she can't escape our nets.” The blue armored man promised without hesitation.

See the blue armored man such a jealous appearance, there is still some suspicion in the old man's heart, also completely dispersed, instantly the joy of even consenting.

“But there's one other thing that's a little strange. Where did the old crab go? Why didn't you see him in the Thunder Sea? This Psychic Pseudo-Immortal , is hardly beneath the great ancestors and cannot be ignored. This has nothing to do with treasure flowers, right?” The blue armored man thought about something again, some doubtful mumbling.

“It's a little strange indeed. This pseudo-fairy has existed before I was born, and has left the Thunder Sea for tens of thousands of years. Now it's suddenly gone, and it's a little disturbing. But it's unlikely that it has anything to do with treasure blossoms. If this bitch really had such skills, when she was the original ancestor, would she have taken her away sooner, and would she have fallen into such a dirty situation?” The old man in the red robe thought about it and shook his head.

“In the order of extermination passed down by Yuan Nightingale, didn't you mention a hybrid monk? It's not about this kid!” After a slight indulgence, Dahan Qingjia slowly said.

“Maybe. But this has nothing to do with me waiting as long as it doesn't interfere with the two of us hunting down the treasure flowers. The reward promulgated by Yuan Nightingale is not yet in my eyes. Don't worry about it.” The old red robe looks like a face.

“Sister makes sense, or it's important to look for the flowers. I shouldn't be distracted at this point. Let's go." Green Armor thinks again, his mind is a little uneasy, but nodded.

So, the shape of the two bodies moved, turning into red and blue two groups of spiritual light broke away.

……

In the tumultuous waves, a 78-length green canoe travels steadily on the sea.

Standing at the front end of the canoe, a young man in a blue robe, with his hands on his back, stared immobilized at the distant sea.

His face was unusually calm, and it was Han Li who had arrived at the edge of the demonic sea change.

His injuries have recovered considerably thanks to the large quantity of dandruff on his body. But the Nirvana's transformation, plus the use of Xuantian Spirit Sword, and the golden giant crab attacked the hard blow, really hurt its power of origin.

Even though he is assisted by Lindane, it is unlikely that he will have six months to repair it if he wants to recover to its peak.

However, Han Li did not care about this. With the golden giant crab change, “Crab Daoist" was with him. As long as he didn't encounter the old monsters of the original ancestors again, or the general demonic Holy Joe couldn't do anything about it.

But after obtaining Krabby Taoist as a pseudo fairy, Han Li wanted to leave the world of magic the fastest, but there were other changes.

Now he can enter the demonic realm, but take advantage of the demonic people to automatically open the passage to the spiritual realm. Otherwise, once the People's Demonic War is over, it will not be easy for him to enter the demonic realm even if he wants to advance to the great realm of multiplication.

So after a few days of careful consideration before him, he decided to stay in the demonic realm for a few more days before taking advantage of the benefits that had not yet been obtained.

These so-called advantages are naturally blood tooth rice, which is a specialty of the magic world, and crystal beads in mysterious alien magic gold, which are not yet figured out.

These two things, one that can take the strength of the flesh and the other that can quickly transform the energy into the real power of the body, can save a lot of practice time, which is naturally a necessity for him.

And according to the information he received, both of these things happened to be in the same place.

“Blue Falls Lake!” Han Li whispered to himself in two sentences, his eyes flashing with silky eyes.

The different colors in Han's eyesight quickly disappeared. After a second thought, his palms suddenly flipped, and there was a golden beetle in his hand.

It's a mature golden phagocyte.

However, the golden worm, in the wrist curled motionless, no breath on his body, did not know the appearance of life and death.

Even weirder is the appearance of dense and numb silver cracks on the body of the golden phage as if it could be completely broken at any moment.

Han Li stared at the spiritual worm, brows slightly wrinkled, his eyes sparkled, not knowing what was in his mind.

……

At the same time, in a three- or four-length cabin in a green canoe, a white, pure young man sat on a carved disc with closed eyes and a slight expression on his face.

Not far from the opposite side, a beautiful yellow girl also sat on a futon and seemed to be sitting and practicing, but her eyes peered at the youth from time to time. The color of her eyes was slightly red and faint. (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.)