Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World

On the northwest side of the island of Wumeng, there is a very steep cliff, which is more than a hundred feet high and is covered with a black reef.

A wave of waves slammed on it, constantly splashing a large white foam like a spray.

The surface of the cliff wall is riddled with numerous holes and sea holes, varying in size and shape. The surrounding area is covered with cyan seaweed and white salt. It looks mottled. There are some white crabs from time to time. The influx of seawater is swept out of the cave.

At this time, the figure of Han Li and Luo Feng are floating in the sea and facing the sea cliff.

"Liu predecessors, here is the place where Luo Mengzu gods only have the incarnation of the wreckage." Luo Feng raised his finger on the sea cliff, a seemingly ordinary sea-cavity hole of a few feet, said.

The hole seems to be only slightly larger. It seems to be black and lacquered. There seems to be no abnormality. When Han Li released his mind and tried to explore it, he immediately found that there was no mystery here.

When he found his god's knowledge sweeping into this hole, he was actually driven by a strange power that was almost invisible, sweeping toward the stone wall.

If his knowledge is far beyond ordinary people, he will not even find that his knowledge is disturbed. He thinks that the hole is really just a stone wall.

"interesting!"

Han Li murmured, and his eyes flashed blue, and immediately ignited the Ming and Qing spirits, looking into the hole.

I saw the deep hole in the hole, and there was a light white mist swirling around, and there was a very weak law from the inside.

"Wumeng ancestors died after being seriously injured and slumbered thousands of years ago. The water seals here have become weaker and weaker. After more than a thousand years, I am afraid I can't hide them here." Luo Feng sighed. In the air, I flew into the hole.

I saw that his hands were slightly staggered in front of him, and a series of blue scorpions immediately flew out, and after a few flashes, they plunged into the mist of water in the depths of the cave.

A slight tremor in the vortex, the mist of the mist immediately reversed, opening a circular passage of one person from the middle.

"Predecessors, please come with me."

After Luo Feng greeted him, the figure flashed and disappeared into the vortex channel.

After Han Li followed, he was also a figure and flew into it.

Connected to the whirlpool channel is a dark ramp, built with blue stone blocks, twisted and twisted, extending towards the ground, not to the end, every few feet is inlaid with a white fluorescent stone, illuminating the front road.

Han Li is self-sufficient, and he doesn't worry about anything. He just goes silent with Luo Feng.

The more the ramp goes, the stronger the surrounding moisture and water.

The two walked for a quarter of an hour, and Han Li mentally had already gone deep into the ground for at least a few miles. The front of the ramp finally reached the end, and a blue stone door finally appeared in front.

Luo Feng took out a piece of blue token, a slight friction, a blue light flew out, did not enter the stone door.

"Squeaky", "squeaky" a few crisp sounds, the stone door slowly opened, revealing a square stone room about a dozen feet in size.

It is said that the stone room is not appropriate. The ground and the walls are uneven. It seems to be an underground cave. The stalagmite is suspended from the top of the cave, showing a translucent water-blue color, like a glass.

Even the surrounding walls have similar materials. Through this faintly, you can see the rapid currents of the outer roads. It can be seen that it should be deep in the sea.

Han Li glanced at the stone room and found that it was empty and there was almost no furnishings. Only in the middle position, there was a black stone platform with a height of half a person.

The surface of the stone bench is engraved with a winding zigzag groove that extends all the way down and spreads over the ground.

On the top of the table, there is a statue head that is the same size as the head of an ordinary person. Its appearance is similar to that of Han Li, and it is the ancestor of Wumen Island.

However, unlike the statues he had seen before, this skull is blue in color and seems to be carved with a special spar. Under the illuminating white crystal beads, it looks crystal clear and emits a The stock is full of water and spiritual power.

His face is as smooth as a mirror, and it looks lifelike, but the neck is rough and rough. It seems to have been broken from the original body by the hard body.

Han Li stood in a place far away from the skull, staring at it intently, but suddenly there was a strange feeling in his heart.

This feeling, it seems that the skull statue in front of us is not a dead thing, but a living thing that can breathe.

His eyes were lightly glimpsed, and the gods suddenly let go, filling the entire stone room in an instant.

Luo Feng, who has been standing behind him, only feels an indescribable power of huge knowledge. He suddenly came from all directions and swallowed up his entire body. The body shook involuntarily, and the forehead immediately had cold sweat. Drip it down.

Han Li did not pay attention to Luo Feng, but only focused on the gods to cast the head of the statue.

At this moment, he suddenly found that there was a kind of energy that could not be seen by the naked eye around the blue head, which was gathering in the head.

That kind of energy looks very weak, and each one is as fine as a gossamer, as if it can be broken up with a wave of hands, but the number is very large, almost filled with the entire stone room.

Above the head, there is actually a light that could not be seen with the naked eye. It is flashing at a glance. The rhythm is like the breath of a monk, and the darkness will be around. Energy, absorbed a little bit.

"It seems that this should be the so-called power of faith..."

Han Li put away his knowledge, and he thought slowly and thoughtfully.

The Luo Feng behind him had already paled, and he felt a relief when he was relieved. The back clothes were completely wet.

He took a deep breath and took a few steps forward and patted a seemingly ordinary overhanging blue stalagmite.

A series of sounds were heard on the ground, and a small stone platform slowly emerged from the ground with a stone box placed on it.

Luo Feng opened the stone box and took out an old jade book from it.

"Liu predecessors, this book should be useful to you, but also please the seniors laugh." Luo Feng hand holding the jade book came to Han Li, hands up, said in the mouth.

"Classifications... This is!" Han Li picked up and took a look, and his face suddenly changed.

"This is the practice that Lohwe's ancestors have practiced before, and the narcissus. The younger generation has heard that the immortals who have risen from the lower bounds must turn to practice the true fairy martial arts, and transform the body's mana into a fairy power. The predecessors are the sinless world." There should be no suitable exercises at hand, this narcissus should be useful to you," Luo Feng said.

"It turned out that the Luofeng patriarch had the heart." Han Li looked at Luo Feng and nodded.

"Predecessors are polite. Here is a place where the spirits of the deep sea meet. The spirit of water is strong. If the predecessors want to cultivate the narcissus, they can retreat here." Luo Feng grinned and knew that the purpose of sending the books was finally calculated. It was reached, and the look on the face was also a lot easier.

Han Li did not speak, carefully read the jade book in his hand, and after a while, he scanned the general content.

This narcissus is a real-life method of water property, and it should be able to cultivate to the late stage of true wonderland.

It is a pity that this practice is inconsistent with the practice of his original cultivation, and the achievements he can achieve are quite different from his expectations.

With this in mind, he handed the jade book back to Luo Feng.

"Liu seniors, you are..." Luo Feng saw this, some awkward.

"Although this narcissus is not bad, it is a pity that the water attribute is not suitable for me. I don't know where the black wind can be, can you get the real fairy?" Han Li shook his head with some regret, asked .

"Our black winds are remote, and there are very few ancestral rituals that are circulated. They are basically in the hands of the ancestors and will not be brought out to others. After all, the practice of self-cultivation falls into the hands of outsiders, and may expose themselves. Weaknesses. If you can get other fairy tales, I am afraid that only the Black Wind Island will go to the center of the sea. There will be a big auction every 100 years, and there may be a fairy tales." Sinking, say so.

"The big auction... I don't know how long the next big auction will be held?" Han Li gently touched his chin with his right hand, muttered to himself, and the expression of interest appeared in his eyes.

"There is still more than ten years, but the things that appear in such big auctions are generally extremely expensive." Luo Feng thought after thinking, said.

"For more than ten years... I understand. Right, I have something to help you here." Han Li heard the words slowly and decapitated.

"Predecessors have told me." Luo Feng looked alive, and quickly responded.

......

In a blink of an eye, four or five months have passed.

During this period, the Hanjing people did not come to revenge, which made everyone on Wumen Island breathe a sigh of relief.

In the hall of the patriarch, Luo Feng was a little restless and moving back and forth. From time to time, he came to the door and looked into the distance. There was some anxiety in his expression.

During these few months, according to Han Li’s request, he sent people to collect some secrets or exercises related to the imprisonment of Yuan Ying.

However, this kind of mystery is quite rare. After a few months, I found the three kinds of four. After I sent it to see Han Li’s look, I was obviously not satisfied.

This makes Luo Feng anxious.

In desperation, I had to send a senior elder in the family to carry a large spiritual stone to the central island of the Black Wind, Black Wind Island.

It is the most prosperous place in the Black Wind. The monks of each island will basically go there if they are looking for something.

However, today is the third day after the scheduled return, and the elder has not returned yet.

At this moment, a white light emerged from the distant sky, coming quickly.

Luo Feng was overjoyed and walked out of the hall.

The white light soon came to a close, and fell in front of the main hall, showing a middle-aged man.

"Elder Hanliang, you can finally come back, what is the situation?" Luo Feng asked quickly.

"There was some trouble on the road, and some roads were taken. Lingshi spent most of it, and finally fortunately did not insult." The middle-aged man said to take out a jade box, which contained more than a dozen pieces of jade.

"Well, you have worked hard, go to rest." Luo Feng sighed and said something to the middle-aged man, he couldn't wait to hold the jade box and walked quickly to Hanli's residence.