Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World

Transparent people are naturally Han Li who is now attached to the body of Lingyunzi.

With the gray-haired old man and the cloaked man passing the ban on the light curtain, he did not continue to follow it. Instead, he stood in the same place and looked up at the attic in front of him. At the same time, he released the sensation of the gods, and his eyes showed a hint of joy.

At this point, the man in the hair was far from the gray-haired old man, and quickly walked to the door of the attic, and was about to push the door.

At this time, Han Li suddenly turned his head, his pupils shrank, his eyes fell on the man in the hair, and a layer of crystal light appeared at the eyebrows.

"唰"!

A crystal clear little sword flies out of the eyebrows. Under the sway, it appears as a teleport that spans hundreds of feet and appears behind the man, and a flashing light directly falls into his mind.

There was only one breath in the process before and after the whole process, and there was no sound, and no sound was heard.

The man who had just lifted his right foot had a meal, then his eyes bulged and bulged, and then the body fell forward without warning, and he slammed into the ground.

"Wang Deacon! What happened to you?"

The gray-haired old man saw this scene, a slight glimpse, and quickly stepped forward to lift up the man's body.

The next moment, the old man changed his face.

The man in the hair has no breathing, and his body does not feel a trace of vitality.

He was slightly behind him, his eyes looked toward the surroundings, and the knowledge of the gods spread out. In a moment, he would ban the light curtain and sweep it around the small building.

As a result, the light curtain is forbidden, and with his cultivation, it is naturally impossible to see through Han's hidden technique.

"Come on! Come on!" The gray-haired old man looked in a burst of darkness and then shouted.

There was a commotion in the Tibetan Pavilion, and several monks came out from the inside. After seeing this scene, they also understood the outline of the matter. They were all shocked and confused.

Han Li did not pay any attention to these people. He faintly passed through these people and walked into the Tibetan Pavilion. At the same time, the gods were released again.

The Tibetan Dian Pavilion is divided into three floors. The following two floors are filled with ordinary miscellaneous books, human geography, book travel notes and so on.

These things are of little value, so the first two layers are unguarded and there is no ban.

On the third floor, there are some classics, and the entire floor is covered by a rather exquisite ban.

Han Li has no interest in the texts of the exercises, and immediately flipped through the books in the first and second floors.

At this moment, the people in the house ran out because of the external changes, and he naturally had no scruples.

Previously, he chose to kill the man at the door, which is naturally due to this consideration.

He quickly flipped through a book and quickly learned a lot about the Jingjing continent, but these conditions did not help his current situation.

Han Li looked up and looked at the front of the left. The timeline on the virtual shadow of the real-life treasure wheel is now almost a quarter.

His eyes flashed, although he didn't know what would happen after all the lines were extinguished at all times, but with his past experience, he naturally guessed something.

But he can't worry about it now.

Han Li quickly regained his gaze and continued to quickly check the books.

After a long while, he suddenly made a move and looked at a slightly yellowed book. It seems to have been for many years.

This book is a sneak peek of a monk who likes to travel to the mainland. One of the pictures caught the attention of Han Li.

It was a bald, gold-browed little man with two long golden tentacles on his head and a golden barb-like spike that looked quite awkward.

He Ran is quite similar to his previous King of the Golden King.

"...I have traveled to the vicinity of the Jinlu Mountain Range. I have been in a terrible battle, destroying the Wanli Mountains, and the sky is falling apart. I am afraid that the immortals will kill them. In order to avoid them, I will rush to escape and escape. I am one of the two sects. I don’t know what it’s like...” The picture is followed by the monk’s comment.

Han Li saw it here and his eyes lit up.

This gold worm is obviously not the one he used to be the king of gold worms, maybe the other one?

Speaking of it, his worm king lost after he encountered Tao Yu at the beginning of the year, and he has not been able to find it back. He also spent a lot of thoughts on this matter, but he did not find any useful clues. I can't think of the relevant records about the goldworms here.

After Han Li wrote down the matter, he did not delay, and he continued to look through the back. However, this handwritten note is followed by other rumor anecdotes, and there is no more content about the goldworm.

He could not help but be disappointed, but did not stop picking up another book about the spirit grass.

He flipped through a few pages, and his movements stopped again, and his eyes fell on this page.

This is a purple flower, bright and colorful, it is the purple giant flower he had seen in the mountains.

"Demying flower, with the smell of different flavors attracting the flesh and blood of the living things, the intrinsic qi and blood potency, can be used to refine the medicinal herbs, the effect is remarkable. However, this flower contains a kind of corpse venom, which must be secreted to remove the toxins. Can be used as medicine, this method is not expensive, it is not easy..."

Han Li saw it here, suddenly suddenly.

It is no wonder that those purple giant flowers seem to be agile and powerful, but they are allowed to open all over the mountains without picking.

He also wants to continue to read the classics, and there is a burst of humming on his head.

Han Li looked up and frowned.

On the top of the head, the timeline on the virtual shadow of the treasure wheel, at this moment has been a lot of gloom, the treasure wheel phantom suddenly brilliance, let it quickly become solid, and quickly turn, bursting into the sound of whistling.

Han Li looked out and showed some surprise in his eyes.

The whistling sound that passed into his ears was extremely impressive, but the outside people seemed to hear half of it.

Moreover, although the Zhenyan Baolun was flying fast, the sound was amazing, but it did not have any influence on the surroundings, and even did not make a gust of wind in the air.

Suddenly, a little black light emerged at the center of the treasure wheel, and it quickly became bigger. In the twinkling of an eye, the true words of the treasure wheel were dyed black.

Hey!

As the magic wheel turns, a black vortex emerges again, exactly the same as on the previous crystal wall.

All this is long, but it is only a matter of an instant.

Before he reacted with Han Li, a powerful suction spurted out from the inside, covering the body that he was attached to at the moment.

Hey!

Han Li only felt the sorrow of the soul, and then he was sucked out of the body without any resistance, and fell into the black whirlpool.

The last scene he saw was that Ling Yunzi’s flesh disappeared after he lost his mystery, but then he trembled, and it collapsed. It turned into countless fluorescent light and dissipated. In the middle of the air.

This surprised Han Li.

But in the next moment, he felt that his eyes were black and his consciousness was blurred.

I don't know how long it took for Han Li consciousness to gradually wake up and slowly open his eyes.

Reflected in his eyes, it was the former crystal wall, the black vortex flashed a few flashes, and disappeared without a trace.

Then the crystal wall trembled twice, and it quickly dissipated, and the void in front of it returned to its original state.

"Come back..." Han Li looked at the familiar Dongfu, and there was a strange complex color in his eyes. It seemed to be a bit delightful and disappointing.

The joy is that the return of peace, the disappointment is different from the previous times, this time the palm bottle shows the power, but did not get any substantial gains.

He would not be willing to be willing to do so. He immediately closed his eyes and passed the previous bizarre experience in his mind, trying to find some clues.

After a long time, Han Li opened his eyes and shook his head. The reason for this experience was that he did not understand it, and he did not bother.

After he sighed a little, his hand slammed, and a layer of golden light appeared on his body. The true words of the treasure wheel emerged behind his back.

As expected, the 360-odd time pattern on the Baolun became faint at the moment, exactly the same as when the wall-mounted magical power was used.

A golden crystal wire is wrapped around the Panther Wheel, which is the time rule of the crystal, but it has become very dim at the moment.

Han Li’s face was loose, with one hand and one trick, and the silk of the time rule was included in the body.

At this time, the front of the virtual sky fluctuated together, after a bang, in the slender gold arc bouncing, the crab figure emerged.

"Congratulations to Han Daoyou, finally realized the law of time." The crab Taoist said with a hand.

"This time, I can borrow a second-grade Tao to realize success, but it is just a lucky one. The law of time is one of the three most supreme rules, Bo Han Xuanmiao, these micro-inch advances are not worth mentioning. Right, just happened here You have seen it," Han Li smiled and asked.

"What happened just now? Could it be that after you called out the crystal wall, there was a moment of disappointment. Is there any problem with this?" The crab stalker said somewhat.

Han Li gave a slight glimpse, and then did not say anything, touched the chin, revealing the look of thought.

Judging from the answers of the crabs, the soul of the gods was sucked into the crystal wall and shuttled to the Jinyuanxian domain and the three hundred and sixty years experienced by others. But for the real world in which the flesh is located, it seems It’s just a matter of flicking.

Does the so-called Jinyuan Xianyu really exist? Is there really such a sect?

And Ling Yunzi, who is attached to himself, does Li Yuan-chi, who is seen, really exist, or is it just that he is thinking about himself?

If it is a fake, the whole process of the man who smashes himself through the sacred sword of the gods is incomparably true, just like the real world itself kills a monk through God.

Han Li brows slightly and finds that the matter is getting more and more confusing.

After a long time, he shook his head and smiled.

This matter is too strange. He does not understand the details now, and can only wait for a chance to say it later.