Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World

Thinking of this, Han Li’s face could not help but flash a trace of quirky color.

Because of the small bottle of elixir, although he has only become the first heavy work method, the lines on the treasured mantra of the meditation have already condensed a total of twenty-four groups. Naturally, he can cultivate the real thing. Eye mystery.

I saw his hands licking the law, his mouth whispering silently, and behind him, the true words of the treasure wheel immediately emerged.

The white bird standing on the stone tablet was still looking down on the moss, feeling the strange fluctuations of the real wheel, and immediately raised his head, looking over here, the movement was smooth, but still not true. Wheel impact.

Han Li also took a deep look at the meditation on the stone tablet, his eyes were firm, and his mouth continued to pick up the second heavy method.

After a while, the law in his hand suddenly changed, and the sound of his mouth suddenly accelerated.

Behind him, the Zhenyan Baolun also turned quickly and released the golden light.

Among the two eyes of Han Li, the flash of light shines, and the time pattern on the treasure wheel is inscribed. Only the six groups released the soft light. At this moment, it was followed by a group of lights.

As each group of lines illuminates, the time flowing within a radius of ten feet is one point slower, and the speed of the true words of the treasure wheel is more and more rapid.

I saw the rapid rotation, the wheel of the treasure wheel became blurred, and it was faintly visible to see the silky golden thread coming out from the upper side of the wheel, and gathered toward the hollow in the middle of the wheel.

Han Li only feels that the spirit of the body is dying rapidly, and its consumption is twice as much as that required when he used to be alchemy.

He immediately took a hand and took out a fairy stone in his hand. While quickly picking up the magical power to supplement, he tried to destroy the true wheel, and the body had already run the secret to the extreme.

After the tens of interest, when the twelfth group of lines was also activated, when the light was shining, the entire golden light wheel was “squeaky” and the rotation was abruptly stopped.

The golden silk threads that had been condensed in the center before were entangled and entangled into a golden thread with a fist size, and the golden light overflowed and flickered.

Han Li sees this, no longer licking his mouth, his eyes are condensed, and he whispers suddenly: "Coag!"

I saw that the golden thread of the group suddenly shined brightly, releasing a glare like a sun.

Han Li only felt that his eyes were sore, and some wanted to cry, and couldn't help but close his eyes.

After the interest rate, the glaring Jin Mang finally dimmed.

Han Li blinked and refused to look at the change of the golden wheel behind him. The palm of his hand turned over and took out a piece of Xianyuan stone in the palm of his hand and absorbed the magical power inside.

After a long while, he turned back and looked at the golden wheel behind him.

I saw that the gold wheel, which was originally the size of the ruler, seemed to have grown a few points. In the hollow of the center, a large golden vertical eye was suspended, and the eyelids were closed tightly.

"It turned out to be the real eye..." Han Li stared at the golden light, and muttered in his mouth.

In his heart, he slammed his hands and pressed the secret eye of the real eye to push the golden vertical.

This time, there was no situation in which the magical powers passed away before.

On the top of the Taoist wheel, the twelve groups of lines were lit up at the same time, and a strange wave of swaying came from it. After the golden vertical eyes trembled, the golden eyelids were from the center to the left and right, revealing a golden eye. .

Although the eyeballs are all gold, but the color distribution is not balanced, located in the pupil position of the center of the eye, the gold is obviously more concentrated, almost like the pouring of gold juice.

On the outside of the pupil, the golden light is slightly light, surrounded by a circle of strange and strange runes, and the runes are lighter than the runes. It seems to be no different from ordinary golden light, and even worse than the eyelids.

When the eyelids slammed open, the strange rune in the real eye immediately swung up quickly, and a light golden light was projected from the pupil.

Han Li’s heart moved, instead of looking at the object with his original eyes, he looked around through the golden vertical.

I saw the surrounding green hills annihilated, suddenly appeared the original appearance, turned into a translucent space barrier, but the gray barrier is outside, it seems to be covered by mist.

Is that just the case?

Han Li’s heart couldn’t help but questioned. If the power of the real eye is limited to this, it’s not much different from his Ming and Qing spirits. It’s just that he can see some hidden things more clearly and thoroughly. It’s gone.

This is very different from his expectations.

His body slowly turned, and the golden light wheel behind it turned, and the golden vertical eye slowly moved to the side.

When Han Li turned to the missing stone tablet, the golden vertical eyes also looked at the stone monument.

I saw a layer of pale white light on the top of the stone tablet. It was like a thin layer of smoke, and it blocked his gaze, so that he could not see the words on the stone tablet, but stood on the stone tablet. The white **** also became a mass of energy similar to the heavens and the earth.

Han Li was amazed at the heart, and then he moved his mind and pushed the Zhenhuabao round.

I saw the brilliance of the golden wheel, a group of translucent lines one after another, and soon it was light up.

When the twenty-fourth group of lines was activated at the same time, the gold light in the golden vertical pupils rose, and then a shot from the moment, like a real pale golden light, hit the white light film on the stone tablet, and instantly passed.

I saw that golden light, like a sharp blade, cut the white light film from it and then tore it to both sides.

At this moment, the stone monument was shocked, and the white bird was stunned and flew away.

Along with a golden light, there were strange fluctuations inside the broken stone tablet. Han Li actually felt a little weak, but he had some familiar time.

"This stone monument... turned out to be a tool that contains the power of time." Han Li saw this and was a little surprised.

But the next scene is to make Han Li stunned.

I saw the top of the stone monument, a large piece of golden light tumbling from it, and built a piece of light and shadow in the void of the sky, and began to quickly fill up the face of the monument.

But after a while, the torn face above the fracture was completely repaired, and even the skulls on both sides were repaired. The whole stone was rebuilt and rebuilt.

"Does this real eye, as well as repairing old things and reshaping the merits of the implements?" Han Li’s thoughts turned around and seemed to think of something. When he was shocked, he couldn’t help but mutter.

After a little thought, the toes were lighter, and the whole person flew up and came to the top of the stone tablet, raising his hand and touching the face after the completion of the monument.

As a result, when his palm touched the monument, he touched it in the air and went straight into the stone wall and took a void.

"It turned out to be the shadow of the real eye." Han Li smiled, took back his palm, and flew back to the ground, looking at the place where the stone was completed.

As a result, he stopped again.

I saw a new piece of gold plaque appeared above the blank area separated from the second paragraph.

It is the third heavy work of the "Truth of the Mantra"!

Han Li’s heart can’t help but feel a little bit difficult to hold on, and knowing that it’s a big chance.

"The last hour left." At this moment, the sound of a little oyster machine rang from the side.

It is the white bird that even the real eye, and can't see what it is.

Han Li is busy with his heart, his brows are slightly open and silent, while he is fascinated by the third voice.

Fully activate the 20th group of lines, and open the real eye at the same time. The fairy spirit in the Korean stereo is suddenly outflowing like a tide. Even if there is a supply of Xianyuanshi, after a quarter of an hour, he feels a lack of body. The real eye cannot be maintained.

As the golden vertical figure disappeared by itself, the upper part of the huge stone tablet filled out, and then flashed a few times, turned into a piece of golden light disappeared, and the true words of the wheel behind Han Li also came into the body.

Han Likou spit out a sigh of relief, and then took out a fairy stone, and each hand held one and added the magical power.

At this time, he had a smile on his face, and his heart could not be calm for a long time. This time, looking for Baique Valley, he was holding a luck-taking mentality, but he did not expect that there were so many unexpected gains.

Under this circumstance, not only did the problem of the sacred turn of the second martial law be solved, but also the third martial law that was originally impossible to obtain, how can it not make him happy?

"Time is up." The white bird flew back to the broken monument and said.

"Thank you... oh... seniors." Han Li took a moment to think about it.

"I am just a spiritual ban in this mysterious place. It is not a predecessor." The white bird said slowly.

"Dare to ask the seniors..." Han Li still wanted to ask questions, but he saw that the white bird fluttered his wings, and his wings swung up, and he swooped over to him. The speed seemed to be slow and slow, and Han Li could not The sense of capture.

Han Li still holds the fairy stone in his hand. He only feels that the entire space in front of him is moving toward him along with the white bird, and he will be swallowed up without waiting for his movements.

The next moment, the crescent lake in the semi-valley valley was overwhelmed, and the surface of the water surged like a boil. Han Li’s figure slowly rose from the water and finally stood firmly above the water.

He looked down and saw that the water beneath him had gradually returned to calm. Only the tiny squats were swaying around, and his figure was reflected in the water and looked at himself.

In the valley, the light is a little dim, and the white snow reflects the reddish soft light of the sun. It is obviously late in the evening.