A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

The spiritual population is unusually rare compared to nearby ethnic groups such as shemales.

Plus, Han Li and others deliberately took some unusually remote routes in flying boats, and there were naturally fewer spiritual people encountered.

These spiritual clans have no doubt about changing the Moorish Sacred Boat and the Demonic Crystal Puppets standing outside the ship.

Even several organic spirituals greeted these “fellow citizens” who were not weak.

At Han Li's behest, these illusory puppets easily dealt with these “clans” in the past.

Two months later, the ship finally arrived at Cuiyan City, the largest city in the middle of the Spirit Nation, and more than 100,000 miles from the city, the Holy Land of the entire Spirit Nation, Mount Voling.

The mountain is home to the unnamed 'King of the Spirit’ of the Spirit Nation, and some of the holy guards who vowed never to leave the mountain.

According to the prohibition of the Spiritual Nation, the area within 30,000 miles of this mountain is classified as a restricted area, and the people of the subgroup Spiritual Nation are strictly prohibited from approaching.

Above the merger exists, without the personal indication of the Spirit King, it is not allowed to enter the upper part of Mount Voling, only to make some short stay in the lower part of the mountain.

In recent years, some new spiritual kings of the Holy Spirit have been regularly and frequently summoned to the Holy Mountain, suddenly announcing the practice of a mysterious act in closed confinement. After handing over the affairs of the community to several close relatives of the Holy Spirit under their auspices, the whole Holy Land will be completely sealed off and no one will be seen.

There has never been a mountain sealing incident before, which naturally caused the spiritual tribe to make a good sensation. But those Holy Spirits are also virtuous and prestigious. Under their combined suppression, the spiritual tribe did not make much mess, but the rumors in the dark are naturally necessary.

The whole spiritual clan was awakened to some strange vibes of dark currents.

On the way here, Han Limo and Jane left to hear the news clearly.

They were surprised by the unexpected changes in the Spirit Clan, but did not change their plans to meet the Spirit King.

After all, since King Ling was able to trade thunderbolts with a heterogeneous multiplier not long ago, it is not true that he is practicing in closed doors, but that he is not knowingly planning something else.

But regardless of the unknown intentions of this spiritual grand multiplier, there will naturally not be a slight retreat from Lei Xiaozheng in the necessary Han Li and Mo Jian.

After discussing the matter, the two men stopped near Cuiyan City and left Silver Moon and others and a dry Demon Crystal puppet behind.

And the two flew towards Mount Voldemort.

Under this arrangement, in case of what really happened while seeing the King of Spirits, it is more than enough to defend oneself in the absence of drag.

Half a day later, Han Li and Mo Jian arrived not far from the spiritual Holy Mountain without knowing the ghosts.

Han Li looked up at the height.

Where the sight reaches, a five-coloured rainbow stretches through the sky, and beneath these bridges, a 10,000-year-old high green mountain peak gleams with a hint of silk.

Even though Han Li hid his torso with secrets, the pupils in his eyes could not help but shrink slightly.

With its current strength, how can it not be seen that this rumored spiritual clan "Holy Mountain” has an invisible spiritual pressure of the extreme horror in it, seems to be itself a treasure of mortal power, not at all beneath his polar mountains.

“Some sense! The King of Spirits will not hesitate to expose the Holy Mountain to its original appearance, but will also completely seal off the place. It seems that some of these cats are really tired.” It is also surprising to say two words while similarly translucent Mo Jian leaves the body.

Obviously, this man is a great multiplier, and at the same glance, he can see some of the subtleties of the mountain.

“Brother Mo, it seems that the King of Spirits has really set a terrible ban here. Do we have to go up on our own initiative?” Han Li asked calmly.

“Why don't you go. This mountain is extraordinary, but how can it really stop you and me from joining forces? And if we don't show some skill first, Lord Ling may not be willing to show up with us. Han Daoyou won't get close, and suddenly changed his mind.” Mojan said with a smile.

“If Brother Mo's heart counts, how could Han be willing to retreat? I will naturally accompany you to the end.” Han Li was not surprised, he said with a smile.

After discussing the two further sentences, it was decided to act separately first.

Mo Jane leaves the single-handed pinch and reads words in her mouth.

A strange scene has appeared! The transparency of this great multiplier of people is actually in the sound of a spell, with a circle of milky-white halos.

Then, as soon as he melted under his paralysis, he eventually melted into an obscure group of clear liquids, and as soon as he moved, he strangely burst into the ground and disappeared.

Han Li saw this, a hint of surprise flashed, but as soon as he recovered as usual, his sleeve shook.

“Bang” shouted, a charm lasered out of it and burst into illusions to create countless purple symbols, once Han stood up and drowned, he turned into a group fog.

When the fog dissipated, the original place was empty, and Han Li disappeared.

That charm, it's just a too uniform charm that Han Li recreated a short time ago.

Although this symbol has been rarely used since Han Li entered the merger, it is not to say that it is too much use for him today.

On the contrary! Since this symbol was refined by the Immortal Realm's secret technique, as Han Lixiu grew almost every minute, so did his power. Unfortunately, however, several materials needed for the refining of this symbol are extremely scarce, and several previously refined pieces have long been depleted.

Later, even after he had made a huge increase, he could only remanufacture a few pieces, which would not normally be easily used.

Besides, it is not very common for Han Li to have to hide the opportunity to move. Too...

He's going to sneak into this Voldemort Mountain to see the mysterious king who doesn't know if he's an enemy or a friend, which is a good opportunity to take advantage of.

Han Li felt his body transformed into a body of nothingness, his feet slightly moved, and the whole person floated towards the mountain peak not far away.

As soon as the avatar entered the instant of Mount Voldemort, it was obvious that several layers of unusual fluctuations swept past him, but immediately swept past him again, as if he had never existed.

Han Li saw this and smiled slightly.

He clearly sensed that these fluctuations were far from unusual and forbidden, but he did not find any signs of their existence, and that after its incremental multiplication, it was all the more amazing that the clearer character was becoming.

Han Li no longer hesitated and flew straight up.

On his way forward, he clearly sensed, through a hint of mindfulness in his consciousness, that Mojan had somehow entered the mountain by the same means, and had traveled unhindered and quietly in the rocks that were not far from him.

Together, it fits perfectly silently toward the height.

From time to time, some spiritual guards have formed patrols along the way.

They wear armor of all colours, or their body surface is covered in light, or their appearance is strange as a demon, but all of them are not weak, most of them in the realm of deification and emptiness.

Thus, even in the spiritual tribe, there is a high ranking presence, but here is nothing more than an ordinary guardian.

It seems that this holy mountain is a very well-guarded and safe place to be.

But it could really block the big multiplication between Han Li and Mo Jan.

Han Li flew all the way down a mountain road without a shroud. Shortly after, he arrived at the waist of the mountain and saw a giant purple-red card building standing in the distance.

On both sides of the card building, a middle-aged man in white sat on his knees.

These two, one on the head doesn't happen, but the face is clear and elegant.

A face pit pit pit pit pit depressed, unbelievably ugly, but the red light on his head flashed, and there was a flame of red burning, as if it had to be red.

But Han Li cared not about the two shapes, but easily discovered that they both existed during the merger phase once the mind was swept away.

Mid-term for a merger, late for a merger.

Are these two, two of the few Holy Spirits who have been rumored to be responsible for everything on the Holy Mountain?

Han Lixin thought about it naturally, but his body didn't stop. As soon as it drifted down, he flashed from the card building to dozens of places behind him.

The two spiritual hybrids had closed their eyes, motionless and undetected.

Han Lixin smiled, and as he was about to continue his careless journey, suddenly the card building suddenly magnified with purple light, and a loud buzzing noise.

“Bold! ”

“Who's sneaking underneath! ”

The two seemingly muddy spiritual people almost simultaneously opened their eyes and each drank loudly before and after.

The glorious glow of the skinhead Spirit men sparkled behind them, revealing a statue of Xu Gao four-armed Buddha, crystal clear, holding together a seven-color token, suddenly wandering underground.

“Pfft," a seven-colored light column erupted and went straight down to the ground.

Another Spiritual man, after a "bang”, suddenly raised a red flame over his head, condensed a red wire mesh, a roll of rolls sprayed down to the seven colored columns of light.

The seven-color light column was just a flash, going directly to the depths of hundreds of beneath the ground, and one of the transparent shadows was swept away unexpectedly, revealing the human figure.

It was Mojan who left this people's big multiplier.

Without waiting for his face to show surprise, the red wire mesh reached the top of his head, ignoring the distance of more than a hundred people, and “burst” into a roll of flames.

Mojan left to see this face sink, and after a cold hum, one sleeve suddenly tossed to high altitude, and suddenly a white air burst out.

When the flame touched, the clay ox was sucked into the sea and people could not get close to half of it.

Mo Jane had not just flashed a slight smile on her face, “shudder”, a red symbol suddenly exited from the flame, one flashed, suddenly turned into countless red wire scattered.

The next moment, Mojan left the surface with no signs of bright red light, a red fire chain suddenly appeared on her body empty-handed, and once wrapped, she tied it together. (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.)