A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“Blinking Swordsmanship?” Han Li repeated the name of Swordsmanship to himself.

“Yeah, what does it matter if you say sword and wink? That's a funny name, not funny. ”

“Have you ever practiced this sword?” Han Li asked with interest.

“Of course not. Who can practice martial arts without even using real qi? Isn't that a flower stand? Don't tell me I haven't been trained since it was founded. ”

“I heard that if it had not been for the elder who founded it, who had saved the Seven Xuanmen Gates from several crises, and made a will before his death, he would have included this sword method in the Seven Halls of Fame. This blinking sword method could not have been included in the Seven Halls of Fame of Fame of Fame. ”

Li Feiyu had a big mouth completely different from his cold appearance. Before Han Li asked, he turned the bottom of the sword out. Of course, his big mouth will only reveal one or two in front of Han Li. Outside, in front of the other brothers, he became that cool idol again. ”

After Han Li listened to Heavy Rain's narrative, the fifth sense implicitly told him that this was what he had been looking for.

“Brother Li, can you copy me this sword and bring out the Seven Halls of Fame? ”

“Hee-hee! No problem, to say other martial arts, I am not good at transcribing it to you, because every day there is a special inspection, but this blinking sword is in the corner nobody notices. But it's too much trouble to copy, so why don't I just bring you the original sword book quietly, and when you're done memorizing or transcribing yourself, I'll put it back in secret, and no one will ever notice.” A bolder suggestion was made that the rain was overwhelming.

Han Li agreed with him when he saw that he seemed very confident.

He was still worried that the person in front of him would lose his misfortune. If he were to copy the sword, he accidentally missed a few places, wouldn't he be unjust?

It would certainly be better to get the original sword book now.

“Well, it's late, I should go back to practice. Otherwise, the head of the Seven Halls will find me sneaking out again.” Li Feiyu wiped his body dry, put on his shirt and prepare to leave.

Han Li stopped saying anything, just ordered him to be careful when stealing the sword book. Don't plant it on it.

Li Feiyu did not care to turn around and waved his handsome hand back at him, then slowly climbed out of the nearby cave.

Han Li saw his back gradually disappear into the hole, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared, revealing a few clouds.

Shortly after Li Feiyu walked away, Han Li also returned to the Valley of Divine Hands.

As soon as he returned to the Valley of the Divine Hand, Han Li saw the tall mysterious man far away.

He stood motionlessly outside Dr. Murrow's house, next to the door, with his cape in his head, and seemed not to care at all about the summer sun exposure.

Han stood by the door of his house, stopped and looked at the man who never spoke.

Since being blackmailed by Dr. Murray, Han Li has been very interested in this man, who seems to be born mute and has never spoken since coming to the valley.

Even more peculiarly, this person's physical strength is amazing, standing still like this, often staying for a whole day, has never seen him tired. Han Li was in his heart and had already named him "Monster”.

He had tried to communicate with this man, but he was as unresponsive as wood. No matter how much more smallpox Han said, he simply ignored it.

Han Li was completely obedient to Dr. Mu, and was able to bring a living flesh and blood, and trained like a puppet, without weakness.

Absolute obedience, staggering strength, never talking, no emotion, although not yet known about his martial arts, never too weak, is his final judgement of the man.

Han Li knew that this person was likely to become another killer for Dr. Murray, but he couldn't help it, and he couldn't find any blossoms in this person.

The only thing that makes Han Li a little confused is that when he occasionally looks back at this person's back, he always has a familiar feeling that he seems to have seen the same figure there. But in retrospect, he never remembered anything like the shadow of someone he knew.

After watching for a while, Han Li sighed, closed the door, and returned to the house, knowing that the person would not rest without Dr. Murray's orders.

He had a bit of a disturbance, an arrow jumped directly onto his bed, fell down, laid there, then rested his hands behind his head, closed his eyes.

He plays back a few tricks he learned from Li Feiyu today. He simulates them with his head in vain, divides the details of each trick into several segments, and then refines them a little bit more and more carefully.

This is Han Li Changchun Gong practicing to the fifth floor, newly acquired ability, memorable.

With this advantage, he can write down any martial arts function completely in his mind, and play it back and forth in his mind countless times to refine and sublimate it, which is why Li Feiyu thinks he is a genius.

Two months ago, Han Li relied on the efficacy of two sacred medicines. Hard students broke through the fourth realm and reached the fifth level.

“Yellow Dragon Dan” and “Golden Marrow Pills” are so potent, far beyond Han's estimation, he still underestimated the mortal power of those formulations, which are really priceless.

However, two kinds of myeloablative psychotropic drugs have also been used for half of the time. The rest should barely be able to practise Changchun Kung Fu on the sixth level. I really have some expectations. What kind of surprise does Changchun Kung Fu on the sixth level bring to me?

With only half a year left until Dr. Murrow's ultimatum, he learned some tricks from the heavy rain, but because of the lack of compatible inner chi, he can only count as some fancy fist embroidery of the fur kung fu.

It can still work against people who use rough martial arts, but if you use it against Dr. Murray, it's really a meat-packed punch at a dog, and there's no going back.

Han Li thought of some worries here, some worries, his long spring kung fu is good, it can not be used to fight and kill.

He now had nothing but hope for that blinking swordsmanship, hoping it would surprise him.

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