A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han Li was confused, a little scared, a little regretted, and the others were confused. Despite the delay, he couldn't figure out a way out, and he panicked a little.

After all, he is very young and incomparable with an old river and lake like Dr. Murrow. Forced calm keeps the expression constant, but Dr. Murray still sees the blossom. The slightest sweat appeared on his forehead, revealing his paper tiger.

Dr. Murray has not let go of any changes in Han's facade and is very satisfied with the tremendous pressure he has put on himself. He has always believed that only in the event of a failure of conscience can the other party reveal the truth.

“Do you think I'm deliberately lagging, delaying my practice?” Han Li was knocked out by this unnamed stick.

“Of course, two years doesn't make it to the fourth floor. Do you really think I'm gonna miss your little trick? The first three layers took only three years to complete, even if the fourth layer was too difficult to practice, without medication, and without a little progress in less than two years.” Dr. Murdochsen said that the two eyebrows stood upside down, full of bravery, seemingly dissatisfied with Han Li a long time ago, and now he has a seizure.

“It seems that no matter how I explain it, Murray will not believe it.” Han Li smiled at himself and did not expect the progress he had just made to be the culprit behind the situation. He really lifted the stone, smashed his own foot, didn't know if it was right or wrong to prematurely trigger Dr. Murray's outbreak and unravel the mystery of it all.

“Needless to say, I don't want to know what you've done in the past is a lie. Listen carefully, now I'm just going to ask you one thing: can you practice Changchun to the fourth level for another year?” Dr. Mo sneered and slowly said the most important sentence of the day. Then he didn't blink. He stared at Han Li and waited carefully for his answer.

Han Li is sober and knows that the answer to this question is not only about the other person's life a year later, but also about whether he can survive at this time.

“You should know very well that I can't give you any other answers. Come on, solve my cave first.” Han Li's entire person relaxed and his tone of speech became light.

Dr. Murray heard what he said, the color of God eased, his eyes showed a little admiration, but instead of going forward to give Han Li a cave, he cautiously took out a square, carved sandalwood box from his arms.

“I'm not relieved by your mouth alone, if you have to hang up a sheep's head and sell dog meat and refuse to practice with your heart, that's not the same as before. For your sake and mine, it's better to add a layer of insurance.” He said Yin Yin.

Carefully opened the box cover, a white pill, and lay quietly in the middle of the box.

Dr. Murray reached over Han Li and unraveled the cave. Before he could move, he handed the box to him.

“You're a smart guy. You don't need me to talk any more bullshit. You know what to do.” Dr Murray closed his eyes and was somewhat disgruntled.

Han Li slightly moved his hands and feet a little numb. Without saying anything, he reached for the sandalwood box and gently pinched the pills out of the box with two fingers. In front of each other, he didn't even look at it, sent it directly into his mouth and swallowed it.

“Pfft! Very well, the person who knows the time is Junjie. Just help me get back to normal, it will be very important to thank you. Nor do I shake you with falsehood. There is a gap between you and me. It is impossible to accept you as an apprentice, but you can still keep your life prosperous and prosperous.” Dr. Murray slapped a few hands and made a sincere promise to Han Li Xu.

“Now it's time to tell me what pills are for, save me from knowing that I've made taboos and lost my life.” Han was faceless and did not look impressed at all.

“Oh, it's called a" corpse pill, "not really a drug, but some kind of secret egg that bubbles, and when you eat it, it's going to lurk in you for the next year, and you can rest assured that it's absolutely safe for that year, and it won't affect you to do anything else. A year later, if you take a special antidote, it will automatically dissolve without any hidden hazards. But if a year later, there's no antidote, hey! Worm eggs will suck enough nutrients, hatch shells, and take the large and small guts in the human body, give them a clean, living food, make people want to live, mourn for three days and three nights before slowly dying.” Dr Murray said something about the potency of the pill, secretly warning Han Li.

Han Li heard the poisonous point of the pill, her body trembled slightly, her complexion became extremely ugly, almost unable to control the anger in her heart. Dr. Kermott's killer, that's when he's going to make it.

“By the way, I hear you have a lot of parents and relatives in your family. Is that enough silver to send home every month? If it's not enough, I miss your family, even if you ask me.” Dr Murray said a long line of words. Only then did he truly reveal his fangs and suddenly bite the fatal spot of Han Li.

Han Li's face has become iron and blue, and he cannot maintain what the book says about solidifying his mind and heart as if it were water.

With his last strength, he bit his lips, fearing that he would speak out loudly or in bitter cry. He understood that no matter how much he pleaded and threatened, he would not let go of this greatest grip.

“Rest assured, within a year, I will be practicing to the fourth level.” Han Li bit his teeth off and said the words above word for word, no longer hiding his hatred for Dr. Murray.

Under the bare threat of nakedness, he could only give in temporarily. He has not yet been able to do so without the recognition of the six parents, despite the fact that their parents are still alive.

Nowadays, Han Li, who was caught dead, had to abandon even the idea of breaking the net with the other fish and ending it together. In this first confrontation with Dr. Murray, he was a total failure.

After hearing Han Li's submissive words, Dr. Mu grew a long breath of boredom. His nervousness was not beneath Han Li, but he completely covered it up with a weird and variable expression.

“This Changchun kung fu is really evil, the son of a bitch is young, so hard to deal with.” Dr. Murrow's heart, whether envious or jealous, cursed this harshly.

In fact, although this Changchun kung fu has a certain amount of medullary enlightenment for practitioners, the specific effect also depends on who is put aside. Han Li was born much earlier and smarter than his average peers. After practicing this Changchun kung fu, he is far more intelligent than ordinary teenagers.