A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“Is this Master Li famous?! What is it?” Han Li was somewhat surprised.

“You don't even know Brother Li? ”

“I've been locked up for years. ”

“Yeah, yeah, I forgot about that? My memory is not very good. I always thought that there could be no disciples in the Qixuan Gate who did not know Brother Li. I forgot about Brother Han's closure.” The small Abacus was suddenly enlightened and hastily accompanied.

“Can you tell me about Brother Li? ”

“Brother Han, of course you can, Brother Li's story, all our young disciples know clearly.” Minor Abacus saw Zhang Changgui's side of the scene without sending a rival to Brother Li, and told Han Li about the celebrity's legends.

“Brother Han, it's not my small business to brag about Brother Li. No, but we disciples know a lot, and other older brothers know a lot. At the beginning...” His spiritual trembling began to tell Han Li the story of Brother Li. He looked like he was the protagonist in this story.

It's a bit of a legend to listen to the little Abacus come along with this Master Li.

Brother Li also went up the mountain four years ago. Of course, he was not the same people as Han Li. He failed to pass the customs at that time and became a famous disciple. But in the test six months later, he got first not only in all the projects, but also in the final confrontation with the brothers, he became the only one who had survived thirty moves, a record that broke the test scores of all the previous famous disciples and attracted the attention of many of the top figures. After examination, it was surprising that Brother Li's root bones were only ordinary and had limited growth potential. This diagnosis was unfortunate, but therefore he was not accepted as a disciple by any high-level figure. After two years of basic training, he still learned only a few sets of ordinary martial arts under a common guardian gate. The wind thunder knife method is one of the ordinary Qixuanmen middle level martial arts.

If this is the end, Brother Li is not a legend, it can only be said to be Tiger Head Snaketail. Shortly afterwards, however, with this obscure set of wind thunder knives, he actually made a big difference in next year's younger disciples' big skills, rushing into the top sixteen, the only new entrant disciples to be the top, which made him the focus of the door again.

In the various subsequent competitions, Brother Li was brave and sharp every time, got a high ranking, and gave them a lot of face for these new disciples. Among last year's major skills, he took the third place, you know that the top two are all disciples from the first decade, even though they are the first generation disciples, but they are also 278 years old. The fire of inner kung fu alone is much deeper than his. Many disciples believe that if Brother Li is as strong as their inner kung fu, the first place will definitely be captured.

As such, Brother Li received the above attention once again, and was named outside the mountains to participate in a number of major outdoor operations. While the other new disciples were still practicing martial arts in the door, he had already started to do a lot of work for Qixuan Gate. He had the reputation of "Li Hu” on the river and lake. He was also about to be allowed exceptionally to enter Qixian Hall to practice deeper martial arts.

Han Li can't help but hear this place. If everything is true, this Li is really not easy. In his capacity as a disciple of honor, he also admired himself for his efforts to achieve such an achievement.

Zhang Changgui's side, after half a day of pushing, finally a disciple came out with a hard scalp.

The disciple also appeared to be not weak in martial arts, pulling out a swinging soft sword from the waist. The soft sword was only thick and weak in the thumb. At first glance, he knew it was not for ordinary people.

Brother Li felt that someone had arrived and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of light.

He suddenly drank loudly, like a thunderbolt in a clear sky, shocked the whole person's ears with a buzzing sound, the person opposite was also shook for a moment, and his face showed terror.

With the drinking outlet, the long knife has been swinging, a sliver of knife flashed, continuous digital operation, instantaneously illusioned into more than a dozen shadows of knife, surrounding the opponent in the knife net.

This man is also a policeman. Though he is a little panicked, his soft sword is fluttering, his insidious diamonds are poisonous, and his guard is not a drop of water leak.

“Who is this man?” Han Li couldn't help but ask.

“It is Zhao Ziling, the disciple of the five elders, the first-hand sword sword sword is very difficult to wrangle. ”

“How's Brother Billy? ”

“Of course not against each other.” Small Abacus says proudly.

“Why didn't Chang Gui change into a good one? ”

“Oh! Zhao Ziling is the most powerful of them. Besides, who of our new disciples can beat Brother Li too hard? Who else can beat him for nothing?” He laughed with some joy.

It is true that Zhao Ziling's sword technique is not yet messed up, but he has no momentum. He was crushed to death by Brother Li's long knife. At first glance, the bright-eyed man knew that his failure was only a matter of time.

Han Li watched for a while and raised a question in his heart.

“I find it strange that there are no older brothers present, even if they are not allowed to compete, but there should always be people coming to watch the liveliness, but there is no older brothers inside or outside the field, all our new teenage disciples are watching the competition, what is this?” Han Li asked his own questions without courtesy.

Minor Abacus listened to Han Li's question, changed his color, looked at him with a strange look, made him feel a little out of his mind, didn't he ask himself what taboo was?