A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality Chapter 32: Brilliant

Chapter two of thirty is magnificent

Han Li turned and walked towards the door. When he came to the door, he suddenly turned back and asked another sentence:

"The brother standing behind Mo Lao hasn't said a word, I don't know what it is?"

Doctor Mo listened to the sudden question of Han Li, smiled a little, and slyly avoided but answered:

"You are so witty, guess what, you can guess it."

Han Li shook his head and walked out of Doctor Mo's house cleanly. I wonder if he couldn't guess, or simply didn't want to guess.

As soon as Han Li went out, complexion gloomy came down.

"In this conflict with Doctor Mo, I was unable to fight back, so I was restrained by the other party, stating that I was still too naive, thinking that I could deal with the other party with little cleverness. As a result, I tried my best. The barrel of five poisonous water that was produced did not play its role at all and was seized. I still have to go back and ponder at once, how can I strengthen my own strength.

Thinking of this, he strode over to his residence. It seems that he is not willing to be controlled by Doctor Mo.

In the house, the floor of Doctor Mo's stunned looks at planks was dark, and a thick bowl of large hole appeared on it. Just now, he inadvertently shot the contents of the at once iron cylinder, and as a result, the venom ejected from the cylinder easily corroded the ground to the end. Seeing the strange toxicity of this venom, Doctor Mo could no longer hold back the fear in his heart, jumped his feet to break the mouth cursed:

"When did the turtle son learn to make such a poison, I never taught him about it, and I thought it was just ordinary Immortal. It's really cruel and unkind."

I do n’t know the Han Li that already caused Doctor Mo to frighten. After returning to his room, he fell asleep on the bed and fell asleep. He has experienced such a great change today. To restore strength.

The Han Li, who has kept up his spirit, slowly woke up from his sleep. He got up, looked at the sky, and the east was a little white. It seemed that he had arrived in the next morning, and the sleep was really short.

Being straight Han Li, I didn't get out of bed, I used both hands to support my chin, put my arms on my thighs, and thought about the method that escaped the Doctor Mo control.

Obviously, he is absolutely safe in this year. The other party will not try to protect him for his own life. Instead, he will try his best to protect him, but it will be difficult to say if he is still whether or not a year later. .

The problem of "Eternal Spring Arts" Han Li Don't worry, he has become Fourth Layer a few days ago, and Fifth Layer will surely come in one year later, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

The problem of "corpse insect pill" is also easy to solve. At that time, as long as the cultivation progress is shown to the other party, before the other party asks for treatment, it is enough to ask the other party to give yourself antidote, and the other party will probably not offend him for this.

Suddenly, Han Li remembered something. He took out a medicine bottle from his body with his hand, poured out a dark green pill from it, and then took the medicine on his head. After a while, when the effect of the medicine broke out, he Began to look inside quietly.

"Cough!, the old Momo, did n’t really lie to himself on this corpse pill. The Pure Spirit Powder, which can solve all the poison in the world, has no effect on this pill. It seems that it really has to wait a year before It ’s time to cure it, ”murmured Han Li, annoyingly.

After putting the medicine bottle back into his arms, he got up from the bed and came under the bed.

He surrounded the only table in the house and started to turn around.

While walking slowly behind the back both hands, continue to think about various issues in my head.

Speaking of what Doctor Mo said to him, Han Li did not fully believe it, knowing that there must be many falsehoods in what the other party said. Unfortunately, knowing that, because he was threatened by his relatives, he could not resist.

Han Li is very skeptical about whether Doctor Mo will keep its promises one year later. If it is as simple as the other party said, it is easy to handle. He has no need to fight. But he was afraid that the other party would conceal the part that was against him, and then turned his face to evil scheme. If he didn't do the slightest prepared , there would be no room for resistance.

Han Li thought over and over again and again, I think there is no good way to solve it.

Now he and Doctor Mo are afraid of each other. The other side is afraid that he does n’t need cultivation to delay his life, and he is also worried that the other side will smash evil scheme after he relieves his worry.

Originally, he could use this to threaten the opponent one or two, and let the opponent throw a mouse, but now that his opponent's lifeline is held by his opponent, he can only shrink his arms and helplessly compromise.

"Do you really want to pin your life on the palm of the other person, hoping that the other person will show compassion and show mercy to his own people?" Han Li was a little discouraged.

"No, you must not do this. Your destiny must not be controlled by the thoughts of others. It is the most stupid idea to give everything to others to manipulate." Then he overturned the stupid idea. .

After exhausting my brain, Han Li still came up with a solution that was not a solution.

He intends to strengthen his strength in many ways, and find ways to increase his own chips to deter the other party, even if the other party really wants to start, he can still have room for protection.

This is really stupid. You can only passively defend and let the opponent preemptive. But now, only this method is feasible and more comprehensive.

Han Li decided to go outside after paying attention, he pushed open the door of the house, walked to the open space outside the house, stretched his laziness lazily, and yawned.

He is facing the biting morning breeze in the morning, looking at the red sun that has risen in half, with great pride:

"My own destiny can only be in my own hands, and I will never let others manipulate it."