Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World

"Forget it... I have found some clues about the heavy tool. Let us first deal with what is happening now." Stone pierced the air and said, silently, for a moment, said.

Ziqing and Fenglin looked at each other with a sigh of relief.

The former looked at the eyes and turned to look at Zhao Zhen. The mouth twitched with a smile and said: "Dare to take the shot of our Guangyuan Zhai, is the road to repair the road too smooth? Or too B Is Shouyuan too long?"

From the beginning of the party, he was shocked and retired. Zhao Zhen and Lu Wuliang, who had retired more than a thousand feet away, saw their appearances change. They obviously felt that things were a little tricky...

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After a few days.

Han Li and the Heat and the Supreme were rushing through a wide martyr and rushed to a main hall at the end.

There are weeds on both sides of the road, and there are some stone statues and lamp towers that have collapsed into gravel. It looks desolate.

"This is the place where the sacred gates are worshipped. The circular altar that we passed through is the place where the Millennium Festival was used. Although there was no concept of the Four Leagues, it was every time. The big sacrifices are all a grand event in the vicinity and even in many fairy tales. They often attract Wanzong dynasty. At that time, the grand occasion, oh..." The singer of the fire walked forward and recalled the past to tell Han. .

At the end, he only has one long sigh.

"From ancient times to the present, no matter where, the change of dynasty and the rise and fall of the Zongmen are all the same, the so-called impermanence of the world... The hot-fire friends don't have to be too hurt, and now find the noble sects of the sects of the past. "诀" is the right thing." Han Li comforted.

The Heat fairy nodded silently, but his eyes were still stalking around, his face full of memories.

At the end of the ramp, the main hall covers an abundance. Although it has collapsed, it still feels the majestic momentum of its completeness from its remaining sculptures.

Not far away, on the top of the tall hall of Zhu Hong Pink, there is a vertical plaque, and the three characters of "Respecting the Pavilion" are written in gold lacquer.

Han Li and the Heat Fire Sisters came to the front of the temple and looked at the huge column with three roots and the huge threshold of the two hundred feet. After looking at each other, the latter lifted the palm slowly. It was pushed open.

"Oh," a burst of sound, like a weak breath in this ancient hall.

Han Li stepped into it, only to see the mess inside, everywhere is the ruined bricks that fell from the apse, covered with slippery moss and chaotic weeds.

In the rubble heap, there are still half of the white jade monuments that are half-high, with half a golden letter on it, which seems to be a "day".

The original furnishings in the hall can no longer be seen. Most of the areas are buried in the ruins. It can be clearly seen that there are only some areas on the wall.

Han Li walked around the wall, his eyes swept across the wall, and he saw a vivid mural painting on it. Although I don't know how many years have passed, it is still bright, as if it had just been drawn.

"What are these..." he asked doubtingly.

"This 'Tian Li Ge' is of great significance in this sect, involving many ancestral secrets. Ordinary disciples are not allowed to enter the observation. Most of the mural paintings here are some important events experienced by Zongmen over the years. If the array method is completely preserved, all the murals can be presented through the operation of the array. Unfortunately, the murals have been destroyed, and the early murals cannot be presented. Only the last murals can be seen." Said shaking his head.

Han Li looked at a mural next to him, his brow suddenly picked and screamed in his mouth.

The Fire Sinister was also attracted to it and cast his eyes on it.

I saw the mural above, and it seemed to be a grand banquet. The main color of the murals was bright red and bright, and the lights were everywhere, and the beasts were soaring and lively.

After carefully reviewing it, Han Li found that the murals were not continuous, and there were obvious traces of switching. After the mind was moved, they looked at several murals along the wall.

Among the murals, there are many pictures of the truth-speaking gates, the altars of the altar, the golden banquet, and many other important figures, including the five ancestors of Miro and the five disciples under them, all appearing intermittently in these pictures. in.

"Hot friends, if I didn't read the wrong words, these people who were invited to the banquet seemed to be people in heaven?" Han Li suddenly asked, and asked loudly.

The people who were greeted by the banquet in the picture were exactly the same as the people in the heavens.

"Yes, the object of this banquet is a group of noble and noble heavens. They are different from the people of the Immortal Palace, but from the heavenly courts of the Middle-earth fairyland, so the sects are also greeted with the highest etiquette. The grand occasion of the time, I still remember it, it is a great event in the real fairyland." The fire fairy nodded and said.

"From this point of view, the relationship between the door of truth and the heavens should not be too bad. Why do you have to meet the last soldiers?" Han Li did not understand.

The Heat fairy shook his head and said: "The reason why I want to come back to the sect, is to figure out this. In fact, not long after the banquet, I went to Zongmen to travel. So, for what happened later, I know very limited."

Han Li heard that if he nodded thoughtfully, he felt more and more strange in his heart.

After a little sinking, he continued to look along the wall, and found a pile of brick ribs under the cover, and a corner mural revealed, so he waved his sleeves and swept it all down.

After the sundries were gone, the murals reappeared, but they depicted an odd picture.

In a rather dark and secretive palace, the old ancestors of Miro carried the yellow robe tree man, the man with the big hands and feet and the young man with dark skin like a tower, met a dresser. Black cloak, the mysterious man surrounded by gray smog.

In the picture, the appearances of Mi Lao's ancestors and his three disciples are described in detail, and Han Li can even find some nuances of surprise, fear, doubt and doubt.

However, for the face of the person wearing the cloak, it is not clear at all.

And, at the end of this mural, the ancestors of Miro went alone to another weird space, from a head bent to the double horns, in the hands of the demon who surrounded the black magic, got a grinding disc. The size of the silver compass.

All the pictures were interrupted here, and no patterns appeared on the wall behind the temple.

"Hotfire friends, do you know who this person is?" Han Li stared at the mural and looked at him for a long while, pointing to the cloak and asking.

"Oh, my ancestors and masters knew that they suddenly left during the banquet, but they didn't know what they were doing. Naturally, they didn't know who the mysterious visitor was." The heat fairy shook his head. Said.

"Master? Who is the honorable teacher of the Heat in this picture?" Han Li was surprised.

"The fire man is the teacher of the family, the yellow robe tree is the master of the Mumuyan, and the man standing behind him is the third division of Wuyang. The other two at the banquet. The young children look like the four divisions of the uncle Jin Yuanzi and the five divisions of the uncle Heze." After the ceremony, the hot fire fairy respectfully said, pointing to the three people one by one explained.

When Han Li heard the word "Qi Mo Zi", his heart could not help but tremble. He remembered the big boy who was seen in the Shui Yan Palace before, and it was the five divisions of Heze, who was in the mouth of the fire. The enemy he killed on his behalf is clearly called Qi Mozi.

Is this Heze’s master of the Heat’s fairy statue? Since it is a brother of the same class, why is it a life and death enemy?

Han Li’s mood was a little chaotic, and his look was slightly changed.

"What's the matter... Li Daoyou? Could it be that there is a problem?" The hot fire fairy brow slightly asked, doubting.

Han Liluo hesitated, still did not say anything about the previous things, just shook his head silently and said:

"Nothing, just a little curious what they talked about? Presumably the identity of this mysterious visitor is not simple."

"Who is this mysterious visitor and what they talked about, we naturally have no way of knowing it, but it is obviously a big thing to talk about, otherwise the ancestors could not leave the two uncles to entertain the heavens. So, he went to see him with Master and two divisions." The heat fairy said, slowly.

"According to what you said, it was not long before you left the Zongmen. It is also after this that the door of the truth has been robbed. So, the arrival of this mysterious visitor may have anything to do with Tianting, even... The key to the destruction of the whole truth door." Han Li's fingers gently twitched, slowly sinking.

The singer of the fire sang, and his brow squinted slightly, his eyes on the picture on the mural, and he fell into meditation.

When Han Li saw this, he did not say much more. He also regained his gaze on the murals. His eyes flashed slightly and he did not know what he was thinking.

"Right, where is the secret room depicted in this picture, you know?" After a long while, Han Li suddenly asked.

"This place, I am not sure, I can only guess a few possible places, and it is not only the same way to find the past."

"Since the "Five Five Elements of the World" is so important, it must be cherished by the ancestors, and the possibility of hiding here or similar places is not small, we can only look for it." Said.

The Heat fairy nodded and did not say anything.

The two men searched again here, and then left here and continued on their way.