A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“How old do you think I am?” The muscles on his cheek, suddenly beating a few times, rigidly asked a question of misalignment.

“On the outside, about sixty years old, but since you ask, surely your age doesn't match your appearance, is it bigger or younger than this?” Han Li was a little surprised, but his tone remained the same, in plain words.

“Tsk! What a wonderful thing to do is to practice Long Spring Gong, a kid from the country, to be such a smart guy!” Dr. Murray began to look at him with enthusiasm and wonder.

“You're right, I'm only 37 years old.” An incredible number came out of Dr. Murray's mouth.

Impossible? ”Han Li remained calm for the first time.

“Impossible! It's impossible! Those who meet me, don't say they think I'm sixty years old, they say I'm seventy years old, and I'm afraid no one will suspect me.” Dr. Murray's voice suddenly became high and sharp, hearing Han Li's ears, was so stinging, so painful, it seemed to touch his innermost pain.

“I, Mu Juren, was also famous in the early years in Wulin, Lanzhou, Vietnam. I created a lot of fame and punched my own heaven and earth with bare hands. Hey! At that time, Lanzhou, who did not know the reputation of my“ ghost hand ”, whether black or white, obeyed me and turned against me.” Dr. Murray restored his old tone and slowly told his story in a low tone. As he described himself, he shot a sharp sword in his eyes, as if he had returned to the original temper, when power was in hand.

After listening to Dr. Murray, Han Li was secretly surprised. I didn't expect his nominal master to have such a big future.

“Unfortunately, the view is not long. When I was in middle age and was about to expand my fists and feet further, I was reckoned by small people, and the person who was trusted by them made a negative tactic. Although I controlled the seizures of my injuries by virtue of my medical wisdom, I was unable to heal myself, and my martial arts were greatly reduced, let alone stand in the north. In order to fear the reckoning of the enemies, they had to abandon their original jobs and their families and disappear in search of good formulas elsewhere in Vietnam, hoping that there would be a way to restore their former power.” In describing what happened behind him, man had been fully committed to the narrative of the past, his hands held their fists tight, his fingers penetrated deep into the palm of his hand and blood flowed through it, but he seemed completely unaware of it, only to reveal on his face the brutal colour of teeth bite. This vicious colour made one look cold and tremble, and it seemed that he hated the little man who had poisoned him at the time.

Hearing even hatred in his words, Han Li couldn't help but hair all over his body, and a cold chill was stored in his heart.

“Heavenly eyes, finally somewhere in the mystery, made me unintentionally get a book of wonders, this book is so astringent, it took me nine bulls and two tigers to understand a little bit, and from above I found a shortcut to restore power, I did it according to the method described above, the result…” Dr. Murrow paused for a moment, did not go on immediately, but the angry look at a glance, and some remorse was embedded in it.

“And then you became this ghost.” Han Li coldly said what he wanted to say and didn't finish, saying it for him.

“Not bad, I didn't think that after doing it according to the method in the book, my power was restored, but people rapidly grew old, and now this immortal, half-human appearance.” Dr. Murray nodded his head blankly and was not angry at Han Li for his sarcasm.

“You must have figured it out by now. ”

“I was improperly practiced and invaded by evil gas, and now I live a day equivalent to 10 days of energy consumed by ordinary people, and I spend a great deal of my life every moment. Fortunately, I am skilled in the art of nourishment, and as the book says, I have formulated a secret medicine that will slow down the rate of aging in recent years and support it to this day. ”

“What does my manners have to do with solving your problems?” At the heart of Han Li's naked head-on problem.

“Shortly after I became like this, I studied the breakthrough from the book, which is" Changchun Kung Fu "you practiced. As long as someone practiced to the fourth level, helped me to massage and stimulate * * with Changchun Qi, I could get out of the present dilemma and recover the lost essence. ”

“Why do you have to look for me and find someone to practice this?" ”Han Li shrugged for a while and questioned a question that had been buried in his heart for a long time.

“Do you think this Changchun kung fu is a cat and dog can learn? This tactic requires not only young people to practice from scratch, but also practitioners to have a" spiritual root ”physique. Although I don't know what a" spiritual root ”is, I've looked for hundreds of children before you, and none of them can practice Changchun Gong.” The colour of Dr. Murrow's angst.

“Something like that?” Han Li was a bit awkward. I didn't expect this cultivation to be so demanding.

“For the remainder of my life, I thought it was impossible to find someone who could practise my manners again, so I started wandering around pretending to be the bastard of a river and lake. I didn't expect to occasionally see the like-minded Master of the Seven Xuanmen Gates, and in pity for the same illness, he reached out to save his small life, and then, at his invitation, pushed the boat along the water to become a confession in the door, ready to hide his name and spend his last days on the mountain. Hey! The miracle still happened. At first, I was afraid of losing all my medical martial arts, so I recruited you into the valley. I really wanted to take you both as my disciples, but somehow, the ghost sent you to practice Changchun Kung, I guess you still have a fortunate attitude. In fact, even if you can't practice this mantra, you will be taken away and passed on what you have learned. But what never occurred to me was that you actually reacted to it. Ha, ha, ha, ha! ”

Dr Murray took a breath to unravel all these mysteries, his face was covered in sickness and he seemed very proud of his luck.

“I haven't finished the fourth level of Long Spring Gong yet, why are you holding me back and spreading all this with me?” Han Li finally asked what he was most concerned about at the moment.

“That's your fault. I put so much effort and effort into you, but you can't satisfy me, you keep playing tricks with me. Now this is the last step, but I refused to wait for another layer, I could have waited for you for two more years, but when I came down, I was recognized by an enemy. After the bitter war, even though I shot each other, it drained my energy, and my life span was greatly reduced. Even if I tried my best, I could only live another year. How do you expect me to wait?” Dr. Murray's pride disappeared without a trace, and he changed his face to the fierce light, and finally growled at Han Li.

After Han Li finished listening, he looked normal and had no signs of being touched at all on his face.

But the heart is tumultuous, and there is no surface that looks like such a breast with bamboo and waves.

Though he had long anticipated Dr. Murray's deep intentions towards himself, he had never expected such a big insight, and none of the other's origins, experiences, and cultivations were beyond his imagination.