MTL - Record of Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Immortal World-Chapter 1314 Travel the world

"I'm not the same as those who cultivate," Zi Ling frowned.

"Therefore, it is very rare to be able to advance to Da Luo. In addition to the difficulty of cultivation, it is also an important reason to be unable to cut out the good corpses." Han Li said with both hands.

"What to do then?" Zi Ling also realized the seriousness of the problem, with a dumb look.

"I am currently at the peak of Da Luo's mid-term, no matter whether I am practicing as a realm or practicing law. It is no longer meaningful to continue the retreat, or if I go out and walk around, maybe I can make a breakthrough." Han Li said with a deep grin.

"I have heard senior crabs say that sometimes the bottleneck of high-level fairy is not in cultivation or the law itself, but in the state of mind, the state of mind that understands the true essence of the world ... Speaking of which, I have never come to the truth. Fairyland, even in Demon Realm, has been running for all kinds of things ... Brother Han will take me to take a good look here. "A flash of joy flashed in Zi Ling's eyes, showing his smile.

"The true immortal realm is vast, far better than the magic realm, and there are many strange places that will certainly not disappoint you. Speaking of which, in recent years, I have only been practicing, and I have never strolled around this real immortal realm, taking a look around. Affected by Zi Ling's emotions, the depression in her heart disappeared.

He waved the purple spirit and flew out of the flower branch space.

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The Northern Celestial Fairyland is a small fairyland bordered by the true fairyland. The vitality of the heavens and the earth is not very strong. It is famous for the extraordinary aurora phenomenon that often appears in the sky of the fairyland.

Of course, this name is only for the immortals above Taiyi Realm. Those who are cultivated below the Golden Fairyland may not have left the immortal realm they were born, even those who are lower are even their own. The mainland of China may not have left, not to mention the freedom to swim in various immortal realms.

In fact, most high-level monks, with the exception of very few, rarely give up retreat, and travel around. After all, even if they become high-level immortals, they will never give up any chance to continue to improve themselves.

On the continent that is frozen all year round in the northern part of the Northern Celestial Territory, there is a Tianpu mountain range. The peak is covered with snow and towering into the clouds.

After the ice and snow melted, the water gathered into a waterfall. Because of the strange mountains, the whole mountain formed thousands of waterfalls, large and small, which are spectacular.

Whenever the aurora appears, the waterfall reflects the aurora from the sky, and the whole mountain is shrouded in extremely dreamy beauty, which is intoxicating.

At this moment, at the peak of the mountain, a man and a woman stood side by side. It was Han Li and Zi Ling who changed their looks and admired the beautiful scenery around them.

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The Tianchao Lake in Yuhu Xianyu. This lake is rich in top quality spiritual jade. The mist rolls around the lake all year round, and the mist will change with the season, sometimes white, sometimes purple, and sometimes pink.

These changing mists, coupled with top-quality spirits, have made Tianhu Lake famous.

A leaf boat sailed gently across the lake. Han Li and Ziling rafted on the lake with a calm expression and Linping played against each other.

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The Flamingo Mountains in Tianhuoxian Realm are named after many peaks that resemble flying birds.

Underground magma rolls here, and ground fires often erupt from the tops of these flying bird peaks, looking like countless giant flying birds spewing sky inflammation.

On an extinct volcano, Han Li and Zi Ling stood side by side, admiring the wonders of the erupting fire.

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The mysterious green mud swamps of Liulan Fairyland, the red sun ocean of Canghai Fairyland, the stormy mountains of Xuanfeng Fairyland ...

Han Li and Zi Ling are all visiting these strange fairy realms of the true fairyland.

Taking Han Li's current practice as an example, the speed is extremely fast, and it won't take long to cross a fairyland.

In just two hundred years, the two walked through twenty or thirty immortal realms, and saw countless strange beauty and exotic customs.

However, the real fairyland is too big. Compared to the whole real fairyland, the places they have traveled to are still just the tip of Danmaru.

Because of the power of jealousy of heaven and reincarnation halls, they went to small and medium-sized fairyland, and constantly changed their looks. They went smoothly along the way and were not recognized.

To the west of Feiyi Fairyland, there is a continuous mountain range. A mountain of blood-colored bamboo grows on the mountain range. From a high altitude, the whole mountain scenery is extremely spectacular.

Every time the wind rises, the blood bamboo forest moves with the wind, and the sound of tumbling sounds like waves rolling, so it has the reputation of bamboo sea and is quite famous.

A small town, Yushan City, near the Blood Bamboo Mountains, and a three-storey restaurant on the top floor of the city, Han Li and Zi Ling are sitting by the window.

They drank a bright red wine, exuding strange fragrances of bamboo leaves, which was made from the roots of blood bamboo.

"Blood bamboo sea really deserves its name, and although this blood bamboo wine is an ordinary wine, it tastes very good. It's a good trip." Zi Ling took a glass of wine and tasted a bit of wine, his face was slightly intoxicated.

Han Li drank the glass of Chinese and American wine and nodded slightly.

His appreciation of fine wine can be called everyone. Although this blood bamboo wine is ordinary, the taste of the wine is vicissitudes, which is quite rare.

Han Li put down his glass and looked down.

Pedestrians in the city are bustling.

During the 200,000 years in Huazhi Space, while he was aware of the good corpses, he was also practicing the last two layers of divine magic and entered the country quickly.

Now that he has completed the sixth layer of refining divine magic, the consciousness has advanced again.

At this moment, Han Li didn't start a divine investigation, and everything in the entire Yushan City was seen.

Yushan City is a vulgar city. There are many characters from all walks of life, including officials, scholars, merchants, warriors, farmers, and many beggars.

All kinds of sounds are filled with countless complex emotions, such as joy, anger, sorrow, sorrow, and persistence, greed, hatred, and so on.

Han Li suddenly sighed, poured a glass of wine, and drank it.

"What's wrong?" Ziling looked over.

"It's nothing, it's just that there are so many emotions in it, neither ordinary people nor monks and I can't help being involved, and no one can escape." Han Li said faintly.

"Although I am waiting for the immortals to have a long life and are almost immortal, I can't get rid of the grievances and entanglements." Zi Ling also lowered the glass and sighed.

Han Li looked to the distance and kept silent.

"Brother Han, do you feel good corpses or not entering the country?" Ziling asked.

Han Li shook his head silently, a gloom appeared between the eyebrows.

"You have been with me for more than two hundred years and I have traveled a lot. I am very content. If you start tomorrow, you can concentrate on the retreat. Maybe you can gain something from these years of experience." Zi Ling silently After a while, he said softly.

"The corpse slaying is different from other cultivations. It can't be boiled out in time. Otherwise, how can there be so many people in this true fairyland stop here. I have a hunch. The key to the advanced stage of Da Luo lies in this earthly world. In the middle, we still walked around and hit the chance. "Han Li shook his head and said so.

Zi Ling heard a smile on her face and nodded.

Han Li picked up the jug and filled them with glasses, and drank a pair.

"... The old **** Lingyun offered a flying sword. The white light was so long and covered by the sun and the moon. The evil dragon immediately frightened the soul and turned away to escape. With a flash of light, one of the dragon's front claws was cut off, and the red dragon's blood poured down, and the pool water was stained with red. "A voice came, but an old man in the restaurant was telling a story. A story of sword fairy killing people.

Feiyi Xianyu places great importance on the difference between immortals and immortals, and it is strictly forbidden to appear in ordinary people. Therefore, for ordinary people, immortals are mysterious and mysterious, which is the best talk.

This old eloquence is good and the story is wonderful, surrounded by many alcoholic guests.

Hearing here, the nearby alcoholic snorted, staring intently at the old storyteller, waiting for the following.

The old storyteller did not immediately speak, the old **** coughed, raised the tea cup, and sipped tea.

At the same time, a 15-year-old girl in Tsing Yi next to him stepped out, holding a copper plate, and saluted everyone with a smile.

This is to ask for money. The storyteller said that it was really good. In addition, the young girl was beautiful and pretty, and many alcoholics naturally gave generously, throwing coins on the platform. Mr. Shushu smiled and greeted the guests with fists.

Han Li smiled slightly when he saw the scene.

He has lived in a mountain village since he was a child. There is no opportunity to hear such storytelling. At most, it is to listen to people in the village who can go out and talk about the outside world.

At that time, I was almost like these alcoholic people, full of longing for the unknown world and the strange things that were passed down to the world as myths.

The girl in Tsing Yi lowered her head to pick up the money. The woman was fair-skinned. At this time, a white tender pink neck was exposed, which made her look more beautiful. A few rogue guests laughed loudly and said that the girl looked beautiful.

The girl in Tsing Yi had a very thin skin, and her face turned red immediately, but she did not stop picking up money, but she couldn't help covering her cheeks with a copper plate. This half-covered and shy look made the rogues covet.

The girl seemed to feel that a few people had bad eyes, and hurriedly picked up the money and retreated.

One of those rogues, who was luxurious in appearance and insignificant in appearance, suddenly laughed strangely as the girl passed by, reaching out to grab the girl's wrist.

The girl in Tsing Yi suddenly screamed, "ah".

The youth of Huafu chanted a song of alcohol, and seemed to have lost his mind. He reached out and touched the girl's chin, and teased, "The young lady is so beautiful and beautiful. Where are you from? Don't talk here, brother. Take you to eat good food ... "

The girl in Tsing Yi panicked and called for help.

The old storyteller panicked and rushed over to try to save the girl, but was pushed away by the youth of Huafu.

The young man seemed to have martial arts, and his hand strength was not small. The old man's body broke through a railing, spit out blood, and the whole man fell down.

"Grandpa!" The girl in Tsing Yi cried, struggling, but unable to break free.

Other upstairs upstairs saw trouble, and some timid people left the table.

Han Li frowned slightly, and there was a hint of displeasure in his eyes, but he was still sitting there and did not move.

This kind of bantering a good family is commonplace in the commonplace, and it happens almost every moment. It is not a major event, but it was something that everyone listened to before, leaving their hearts unconscious.