A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han Li will no longer care how these people end up dealing with the dispute between Wang Dafat and Zhang Changgui.

He couldn't help but laugh when he thought of Kim Dongbao standing in place and standing still. He felt so relaxed at that time that he had no more of that depressing feeling in the valley.

He walked out of the pine grove to a more remote location, and after a random walk, a fine stream appeared in front of him.

Han Li looked up at the hot sun in the sky and looked down at the fresh water flowing slowly in the stream. He thought it would be a good idea to wash it in the stream.

As he bowed down and just inserted his hands into the cool stream, a painful moan came from upstream of the stream.

Han Li was surprised that there would be people in such a remote place.

He moaned and searched upstream of the stream for the past. A man dressed as an inner door disciple was facing the ground, lying on the side of the stream constantly moving his body, and his limbs were shaking without residence.

Han Li immediately saw that the disciple was suffering from an acute illness, and if he did not help, he would be afraid of his life.

He rushed past with an arrow, took out a sandalwood box from his arms, opened it, and took out a shiny silver needle, neatly tied it up at the point behind the man.

He quickly finished his back hole, flipped the whole body over, and was ready to go back to the chest hole.

Turning around, this man's face revealed, Han Li sucked in a cold breath of air. This man whose life was in danger was clearly the "Brother Li" who had just exhibited his divine authority on the cliff.

Han Li stunned for a moment and took a closer look at the face he had just seen.

At this moment, Brother Li still has a defeated opponent, brave and handsome look, an otherwise ruthless face was screwed together due to pain, the corner of his mouth kept pouring out foam, it is obvious that this Brother Li is already in pain of insanity.

Han Li recovered calmness, a slight indulgence, suddenly tied him with the silver needle flowing water in his hand, continuously tied dozens of needles. When he finished the last shot, Han Li wiped the sweat beads from his forehead and took a long breath. This silver needle first aid method is also a significant load for him.

Brother Li finally woke up and regained his senses when he hung a fine, silver-light needle all over his body.

“You are…” He tried so hard to say something, but he was too weak to spew out the next few words.

“I am a man of the Valley of Divine Hands. Stop talking and recover your strength. I can only wake you up once. Your illness is strange. It is estimated that only Dr. Murrow can save you. Unfortunately, he is no longer on the mountain.” Han Li gave Brother Li a pulse and frowned.

“Medicine… in…” Brother Li's face became anxious, his lips trembled a few times, trying to lift his arms to say something, but did not succeed.

“Do you have a cure for your illness?” Han immediately grasped his meaning and guessed back.

“Mm-hmm." Brother Li looked at him and understood what he meant. He relaxed his expression and nodded vigorously.

Han Li was also welcome. He searched his body and found a lot of clutter. One of the small white jade bottles was picked out by him. The bottle was so expensive and sealed so well, it must be what he was looking for.

He picked up the bottle and looked back at Brother Li's expression. Surely, he is now smiling and desperately winking.

Han Li opened the bottle cap, unexpectedly, there was no smell of medicine, but a thick smell of smell poured out of the bottle.

As soon as Han Li smelled this smell, his face became ugly. Carefully poured a pink pill out of it. The pill was so beautiful, but it smelled so bad. It was incredible.

“Is this the pill?” Han Li's face returned to calm.

Brother Li was in a hurry to speak and blinked.

“Medulla aspiration pills, made from 23 rare items such as helan, scorpion blossom, centennial blue ant egg, … after the drug is made, it has a pink appearance, has a strange smell of smell, after the drug is taken, it can greatly overrun the body potential, and can be used to improve the drug user's ability now, am I right? ”

Han Li looked at Brother Li coldly and said the above words word by word, with an unquestionable tone.

As soon as Brother Li listened to what Han Li said, his face immediately turned pale and bloodless, revealing a panicked look.

“Once taken, this medicine must be taken again at intervals and suffers from the inhuman pain of cramping the medulla. If you do not take it, you will suffer general paralysis, heavy loss of life, and even if you take your medicine on time every time, you will lose your life due to overdraft within 10 years of the first dose.” Han Li didn't stop and continued.

“Don't tell me this pill in my hand is not a aspiration pill.” Han Li paused in the talking room.

Brother Li heard about this place, his face has revealed a sense of despair, but there is also an unexpected and surprising feeling in his eyes.

“Are you surprised that this pill is very rare, how can I recognize it?” Han Li saw the question in his heart and turned his head and spoke of himself.

“It's very simple, I've also taken one of these pills. ”

Han Li was astonished. Brother Li was completely astonished by one sentence, but then revealed a look of disbelief.

“I take this pill differently than you do, and I take one pill together and divide it into ten parts, divided into ten doses, each time as a drug for another medicine, so there are no side effects harmful to the body. Because the smell of this pill is so obvious that I was very impressed with it, and I always thought that in addition to the pill I was taking, there should be no one else in the world who really took it, and I didn't expect to be alone in this door. ”

After these words, Han Li looked at Brother Li with a seemingly admirable and pathetic gaze.

Brother Li was reluctant to look at Han Li like this. He gently closed his eyes, but his chest fluctuated, indicating that he is in a confused mood.

“You've been taking this medicine for several years now, if you don't take it now, I can ask Dr. Murrow to give you another secret medicine. Although it won't save your entire life, you can still live 20 or 30 more years, but your kung fu won't hold up. If you continue to take this pill, you can live five or six years at the most, depending on your seizure today. Of course, your kung fu will progress faster and faster in these years than your current refinement rate. Since you dare to take this secret medicine, you must also be a resolute and decisive person, your own body will take your own idea. Are you taking this pill or throwing it away? ”