Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World

Han Li’s eyes swept away and his eyebrows picked up slightly.

Among these vivid stone statues, especially the statues of an old priest and a palace woman are the most exquisite.

The old Taoist priest looks clear, and there is a goat's beard under the jaw. The robes and folds on the body are obvious. It seems to be in the wind. It looks like the clothes are swaying, quite a bit of a fairy.

And the woman in the palace is tall and tall, but the face is quite impressive, but the line is a bit tough, and it looks like a hero, and it is somewhat different from the floating dress of the palace.

Han Li sees this, can not help but slightly shake his head, if the heart is replaced by a body armor, perhaps more able to lining its unique temperament.

As he was sinking, he suddenly lifted his palm and beat it to the left.

"Hey, hey..."

Just listening to a bang, accompanied by a bang, the skeleton of a white jade was shot by his suffocating suffocation, and fell heavily on the wall and scattered.

"Who are you?" Han Li looked at the pile of skeletons that he had shattered and shouted.

I saw only the skeleton, the green light of the stars slowly rises, such as countless fireflies are condensed together, and they are gathered into a skinny old shadow, which seems to be a remnant.

Han Li took a closer look and found that his body shape was exactly the same as that of the clay sculpture.

"Hey, you're a kid, you will make this skeleton of my grandfather a slap in the palm of your hand. Where do you let the lord live in the future?" A rather loud voice sounded from the wreck. soul.

"Who are you? If you don't take it from the real thing, don't blame me for smashing you away." Han Li brows and wrinkles, not moving, and continues to ask.

"Hey, how old is it, how loud is it? When I was in the middle of the year, when you were in the middle of the cold, you didn't know where to play the fireball..." The old voice was akimbo, and there was no fear.

"The cold gods... You are the people of the Han Dynasty?" Han Li asked, and he asked.

The old soul looked up and down Han Li, and saw the long sword in his hand, slowly said: "Look at your kid with a sword, the name of a living person should have heard of it?"

"There is no name for the swordsman, and it is also the name of the ancestral ancestor. I know the name of the founder. I naturally know." Han Li looked unchanged and said.

"Hey! You kid still wants to swindle the old man, but the dying of the cold sacred house will be changed. I can't have any inheritance under the door of the sword. I am afraid that I have not known it to outsiders." Angry.

However, after he finished speaking, he shook his head and shook his head. "Is it that the sideline descendants still have inheritance? No... Impossible, those guys have anything to do, they can only humiliate the reputation of the Taoist. Oh, really. The teacher’s door is unfortunate, I want to be the year..."

The old remnant seems to have been provoked by the unpleasant past, and he has been arrogant.

"Who is that of you?" Han Li heard the suspicion in his heart, and he interrupted the other person's self-talk and asked.

"You have listened to the prince, boy, I am the ancestors of your life, the ancestors of the ancestors, and the people who are not living." The old stalker straightens up, seems to want to put some master style, loudly said .

"You keep saying that you are a living person, how to prove it?" Han Li brows and asks.

"Prove your grandfather...I am who I am, do you have to prove to your junior?" The old man was furious and asked.

"The situation is stronger than the people, you will not understand?" Han Li smiled and raised the sword in his hand.

The old remnant soul glanced at the long sword in the hands of Han Li. It seemed to be a little guilty. The tone softened and he said:

"How do you want the Taoist to prove that the skeleton of the body has been broken up by you, and I can't let my remnant soul give you a piece of swordsmanship?"

"You can't have a sword in addition to Wan Jian Xuan, what other secrets can you inherit?" Han Li asked for a moment.

The old remnant of the soul heard the words, glanced at him, his face showed a smile and said:

"You are a chicken thief, and you are digging the pits everywhere. I have no inheritance of the swordsmanship. The same is the Wanjian iron coupon, which is passed down by the authenticity of the door. The same is the lifeless sword, left to the Next to the outer door."

Han Li heard that the look was only slightly eased.

"I asked you, now... no life swordsmanship and inheritance?"

"The authentic inheritance has indeed been broken. As for the sidelines, it has already fallen." Han Li remembered the elders of Qisheng, who knew that this person was a sect of the ancestors. Then he said frankly.

The old remnant of the soul heard a little bit of lost color, but soon he resumed his original appearance and asked: "What is the name of the lord and the sword of no life? Chuan?"

"Since you said that you are a lifeless person, why would you be banned here?" Han Li asked if he did not pick up the other party.

"Who told you, Dao, I was banned here?" The old road blinked and shouted.

Han Li heard that if he didn't speak, he felt a little confused in his heart. If it was just for the sake of a slap in the face, it would be somewhat unreasonable.

"Can't you see it? Dao, my soul is completely shackled and hidden here." The old man said, leisurely.

"Then why are you hiding here?" Han Li browed and asked.

When the old road listened to this hiding word, he immediately blew his beard and blinked his eyes, but soon sighed again, faintly said: "Not to clean up this girl..."

"Mothers...what is she?" Han Li heard, glanced at the tall woman in a palace dress and asked.

"She is not a human..." The old-fashioned soul has a look, not a good air.

After a moment of pause, the old man took a look at the woman in the palace and said: "She came from the gray world. Counting it, it should be a Taiyi gray fairy..."

"Gray world? Gray fairy?" Han Li heard the words, more and more doubts.

"Oh... heaven has always deliberately concealed the existence of the gray world, so that you juniors and monks do not know that there is such a domain exists, do not know whether it is a blessing or a curse." The old road sighed and said.

"Dare to ask you, what is the gray world?" Han Li asked a little.

"Is it worth mentioning, no one has spoken for so many years, I am in a good mood today, I will tell you the last one. This gray world, in fact, like the real world of our immortals, is an innocent world, inside Surviving a variety of gray creatures, they can achieve the gray fairy by practicing. As for this too, the gray celestial is naturally the gray fairy of Taiyi Yuxian." The old road first sighed, then shook his head. Explain.

The level of Taiyi... The weight of these words makes the slightest shock in Han Li’s mind. He frowned and asked:

"Is the change of the celestial palace, is it related to this woman?"

"Why are you so interested in the affairs of the Immortal Palace?" The old road did not answer, but the turn of the front, and then asked.

"It's very simple, I still believe you. So, you still have to say something about me in the past, and then I have my own judgment." Han Li sneered, slowly said.

The old remnant of the soul is a bit stiff, and some people want to blow their beards and blink their eyes. You can see that Han Li’s oil and salt does not enter the posture, he has to give up.

After he sighed, it seemed to be in a long-term memory.

After a long silence, he began to talk about the past: "I thought that in the past, Dao, I just became the owner of the Han Dynasty, it can be described as arrogant, this girl..."

As a result, he was interrupted by Han Li as soon as he opened his mouth.

"What do you say? Become the Lord of the Immortal Palace... Then are you not a cold sin?"

"Why, who told you the kid, can't you be a sinister?" The old road seems to be quite dissatisfied with Han Li interrupted himself, and asked his eyebrows.

Han Li heard the words, his brows were wrinkled, and his face looked suspicious.

"Hey, how can you understand this kind of genius, you can understand this kind of fascinating and fascinating talent? Well, the Taoist talks don't interrupt any more, now the young people are getting less and less rules!" "The old remnant soul disdain.

"Please tell me." Han Li shrugged and looked unscrupulous.

Seeing this picture of Han Li, the old remnant snorted and immediately coughed, and began to talk about his own experience.

According to the old saying, his real name is Lu, the single name is a cloud word. It was originally a partial scorpion of the middle-cultivation of the Qing Dynasty. The qualification is also general. It is not subject to the family's attention, so it is not the family's true biography. Roadwork.

Therefore, he was ashamed of the bag, and he chose some of the books collected by the family. The refining books that no one was willing to cultivate began to cultivate on their own.

When he was in the wrong place, he embarked on the path of Xuanxian, and found that these refining methods were quite suitable for himself. The more he practiced, the more he managed. After trying numerous methods of refining, in an accidental situation, he looked up. The stars in the night sky, suddenly felt a sense, actually created a number of ways to use the starlight to refine the body, and finally set the great achievements, and created the "Da Zhou Tian Xing Yuan Gong", and by this cultivation for rapid development, all the way to the Jinxian level.

Later, he used the path of Xuan Xian, and he played a hand with a golden fairy who was half his realm. The result was a tie, which was cited as a shame in his life. He changed his face with anger and began to change his kendo.

After more than three thousand years of silence, he finally stood in the saga of the swordsmanship of the sacred field, and created the sword of no life.

Later, due to his outstanding strength and a lot of opportunities, he eventually became a Taiyi Jade, and pressed the whole territory within the whole coldland, thus becoming a fairy of the cold continent without joining the heavens. Lord of the palace.

The old remnant of the soul is elated. If he is not physically, he is afraid that he will spit at this moment.

Han Li was not shocked, but his heart was shocked.

If the remnant of the soul is not imaginary, then he can not describe the simple words "the talent of the sky".