Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World

Out of the mountain peak of Yunfeng, Baiyun Temple.

A young disciple in a white robe is picking up the mountain along the mountain.

One of his feet was lifted up, and he was about to cross a stone step. He felt a flower in front of him, and then the whole person could not move in the same place, and even the gods became blurred.

Then the figure next to him shook, and a tall figure of youth appeared there, it was Han Li.

"I will elaborate on the situation of the Zong Nei Zang Jing Ge." Han Li's eyes flashed blue and white, staring at the youthful eyes, slowly speaking with a strange voice.

"Tibetan Pavilion is located on the Jisheng Peak and is divided into two cabinets inside and outside. The cabinet is open to all disciples and elders, while the cabinet only allows inside disciples and elders to enter..." The white robe disciple is distracted, like a wooden man. Quietly replied.

Listening to the disciple's mouth, Han Li's face has not changed, and there is a hint of thoughtful color in the depths of his eyes.

As a top priority, the management of the Tibetan Buddhist Scriptures by Chun Yanzong is naturally very strict.

On weekdays, Zongmen disciples and elders exchanged for classics, not only need to pay a lot of Lingshi, but also need to deduct Zongmen contribution points.

The Zongmen contribution point is to measure the contribution of disciples and elders to the sect of the sect. It is generally obtained by completing the tasks issued within the sect. The more difficult the task, the higher the contribution point that can be obtained. With the accumulation of time, it is impossible to have enough contribution points in exchange for high-level exercises and secret techniques.

Therefore, it is rare for some people to take a slant and ask for his path.

Once upon a time, there were also many distracted distractions. If you joined the Cold Flames as the elders of the outer door, you sneaked into the Tibetan Classics to steal the classics. As a result, no exceptions were found, and the end was very miserable.

There is no reason for it, that is, the precautionary measures of the Tibetan Classics are too strict, and these people are basically inorganic.

According to the white robe disciple, there are always ruthless elders stationed in the pavilion, and there are always patrolling people. The day and night are uninterrupted. In addition, there are countless powerful prohibitions, and ordinary monks are simply inaccessible.

Han Li indulged in the original place, referring to the fingers of the white-brother disciple's eyebrows, the body was like a ghost, and disappeared from the place in an instant.

The white-robed disciple lifted his foot for a long time, and then he stepped on it.

He was awkward and almost fell.

After stabilizing his body shape, he licked some numb calves and looked around for a moment. Somehow, he shook his head inexplicably and continued to walk towards the mountain.

After about a musk.

Han Li’s figure appeared on the Jisheng Peak. He stood under a tall, green cypress tree and looked far away into a two-storey octagonal pointed loft in the distance.

I saw that the attic was about nine feet high, with a total of eight sides and eight sides, but only opened a gate in the south.

On the roof of the attic wall, there are a variety of complex runes that are protected against fire and fire.

Two teams of patrol monks wrap around the sides of the attic, interspersed back and forth, alternately patrolling.

After watching it for a long time, Han Li’s face showed some thoughtful look, and the figure was blurred and disappeared from the place.

That night.

There is a valley in the depths of the cold flames. There is a bluestone hall. There are a team of patrol disciples from time to time. There are as many as seven or eight teams. The leaders are all made by the gods. Pay attention to it.

A patrol squad flew silently through the entrance to the valley. A green robe of the team leader seemed to be a little sleepy and yawned silently.

Just then, dozens of feet away, another patrol squad flew over and patted in different directions.

The Qingpao Dahan saw this and could not help but lick his mouth.

Although Tianfutang is a heavy fire of the cold flames, it is really too careful to arrange so many night-time disciples.

Not only is the location secret, but there is also a large array of guards covering the entire gate, where anyone can sneak into it.

These words, he naturally did not dare to say, but the voice commanded the disciples behind him to be vigilant and was about to fly into the valley.

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly sounded in a hall not far from Tsing Yi Han, and then a purple photoelectric light broke out, and immediately resumed calm.

Tsing Yi’s big man seems to have not responded.

"who!"

"No, some people sneak into the Heavenly Hall!"

The night-time disciples behind Dahan exclaimed.

The Qingpao Dahan also reacted at this moment, and the big shock flew down and instantly went outside the hall.

"Whoever dared to swear at the Tianfutang, quickly smashed it!" The big man burst into a bang, holding a magic weapon in his hand, and waved his hand. The patrolling disciple behind him immediately dispersed and surrounded the hall.

Hey!

Other night-time disciples also flew at the same time. Seven or eight teams, hundreds of people would not be able to get out of the hall, and a fly would not want to fly out.

There was no darkness in the darkness of the hall.

All the halls here have a ban, and God cannot find it.

Several leaders looked at each other and looked at them with some uncertainty. Do you want to rush in?

As disciples, they are not qualified to set foot here.

“What happened?” A white light flew away and landed outside the main hall, showing a white-haired old man.

"Master Fan, you are here, just someone broke into the Tianfutang! We are going to go into the search, but according to the rules, we are not qualified to go in." A team leader walked to the old man and said quickly.

"What! A group of idiots, what rules are still being kept at this time, what are you doing, hurry in!" The white-haired old man heard it, immediately screamed at the crown and rushed toward the hall.

Several captains saw this, and most of them immediately followed, but they also left two outside.

Rushing to the entrance of the main hall, the white-haired old man glimpsed.

The ban on the main entrance hall was intact.

The old man was strange in his heart, but he couldn’t think too much. He took out a token-shaped thing, and a white light flew out from above and landed on the door.

There was a flash of light on the door, and it slammed open.

Several people immediately rushed into the hall, and the white-haired old man waved a law.

The white light of the hall immediately bloomed everywhere, and the interior of the hall was illuminated.

Everyone was amazed. The hall was simply furnished. Only a dozen white jade shelves were placed and they could be seen at a glance.

There is no one here! There are several traces of burnt black on the ground.

"Nobody? Has it escaped?" Several team leaders saw this and couldn't help but face each other.

The Tsing Yi Tai Han is also in the temple, his eyes are round and full, unbelievable.

When he was in trouble, he was next to the main hall. His eyes never left for a moment. How did the person leave?

"Ah! Sky Shadow Stone! Watching the Moon!" The white-haired old man rushed to a white jade shelf, his face pale and his lips trembled.

Each of these white jade shelves is filled with materials, and there are forbidden cages near the shelves. However, the prohibition of two jade frames has been broken, and the materials on the shelves are much less.

"Flower rafters, iron heart feathers!" The old man ran to another shelf, smashing his chest and sorrow.

Several of the gods leader's face is also not good-looking.

"Give me the chase, start all the night disciples, be sure to catch this stolen person!" The white-haired old man screamed with great anger.

......

A large number of precious materials were stolen from Tianfutang. In the cold flames, there was an uproar, and countless night-time disciples were dispatched to search for the stolen thief.

The thief action has been raging from the middle of the night to the dawn. Later, many foreign disciples were also woken up and joined the army.

As a result, the entire Lingyan Mountain Range was almost doubled, but did not catch a trace of the thief.

This matter quickly alerted the Zongmen high-level, a long-time elder who was good at tracking, and came to Tianfutang personally. After the investigation, he judged that the thief had fled with a lightning transmission method, and there was no trace left. He could not track.

Seeing that the elders in the late period of the refining could not find the thief, it was impossible for the elders to be shocked by this trivial matter. The master of the Tianfutang team stopped the arrest and stopped the arrest.

Although the arrest on the bright side is over, the Zong Nai will not be so easy to put this matter.

The guardian ancestor around the Lingyan Mountain Range has not been invaded. The person is naturally still in the Lingyan Mountains, and the Cold Flames secretly send experts to pursue.

Out of these things, the defenses in the Cold Flames are more rigorous than usual.