A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Chapter 32: Live with pride

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Han Li turned around and walked towards the door. When he came to the door, he suddenly turned around and asked again: "The brother standing behind Mr. Mo has not said a word. I don't know why?"

Doctor Mo heard Han Li's sudden question, smiled slightly, and cunningly avoided answering: "You are so witty, guess it, you will definitely be able to guess it."

Han Li shook his head, and walked out of Dr. Mo's room neatly. I don't know if he couldn't guess, or he didn't want to guess at all.

As soon as Han Li went out, his face darkened.

"During this conflict with Doctor Mo, I had no power to fight back, so I was restrained by the other party. This shows that I was still too naive, thinking that I could deal with the other party with my cleverness. In the end, I tried my best to create a I bought a tube of five poisonous water, but it didn't play its role at all, so it was seized. I still have to go back and think about how to strengthen my own strength." Thinking of this, he strode towards his residence and walked over , it seems that he is not reconciled to being controlled by Doctor Mo like this.

Inside the house, Dr. Mo stared dumbfounded at the wooden floor, on which appeared a large black hole the size of the mouth of a bowl. Just now, he casually shot the contents of the iron cylinder, and the venom sprayed out from the cylinder easily corroded the ground to the end. Seeing the weird toxicity of this poison, Doctor Mo couldn't hold back the fear in his heart anymore, he jumped up and cursed: "Guild son, when did you learn how to make such poison? I thought it was just an ordinary drug addicted fairy. This brat is really cruel and merciless, turning his face and denying anyone."

Han Li, who didn't know that he had frightened Dr. Mo, returned to his room and fell asleep on the bed. He has gone through such a huge change today, and his body and mind are exhausted. He urgently needs rest to recover. physical strength.

Han Li, who had recovered enough energy, slowly woke up from his sleep. He sat up and looked at the sky. The east was a little pale. It seemed that he had slept quite a bit this time when he arrived the next morning.

Han Li, who sat up straight, did not get out of bed, but raised his chin with both hands, resting his arms on his thighs, thinking of ways to escape Doctor Mo's control.

Obviously, he is absolutely safe within this year, and the other party will not attack him for his own life, but will try his best to protect him, but it is difficult to say whether he will be safe after one year.

Han Li doesn't need to worry about the "Eternal Spring Kung Fu". He has already practiced the fourth level a few days ago, and he will definitely be able to grasp the fifth level a year later, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

The problem of "Corpse Pill" is also easy to solve. At that time, you only need to show the progress of your cultivation to the other party, and you can threaten the other party to give you the antidote before the other party asks for treatment. The other party will not offend him for this.

Suddenly Han Li remembered something. He took out a medicine bottle with his hand, poured out a green pill from it, and then took the medicine with his head up. After a while, when the medicine took effect, he began to calm down Quietly look inside.

"Cough! This old ghost Mo really didn't lie to himself on this corpse worm pill, but Qingling powder, which can cure all poisons in the world, has no effect on this pill. It seems that he really has to wait a year before he can take it. There is an antidote." Han Li whispered in frustration.

After putting the medicine bottle back into his arms, he got up from the bed and went under the bed.

He circled the only table in the room and began to spin around. While walking slowly with his hands behind his back, he continued to consider various issues in his mind.

Speaking of which, Han Li did not fully believe what Doctor Mo said to him, knowing that there must be many falsehoods in what the other party said. It's a pity that knowing this, because the other party threatened with relatives, he couldn't resist.

Han Li was very skeptical about whether Dr. Mo would really keep his promise after one year. If it was really as simple as the other party said, it would be easy to handle, and he had no need to fight at all. But he is afraid that the other party will conceal the part that is not good for him, and turn his face against him at that time, if he does not make the slightest preparation, there will be no room for resistance.

Han Li thought about it over and over again, but he didn't think there was a good solution.

Now he and Dr. Mo are afraid at both ends, the other party is afraid that he will waste his life if he doesn't practice diligently, and he is also worried that the other party will attack him violently after he relieves his worries.

Originally, he could use this to threaten the other party one or two times, and make the other party fight against the mouse, but now that the opponent has pinched the lifeline of his relatives, he can only shrink back and compromise.

"Could it be that I really want to entrust my life in the palm of the other party, and hope that the other party will show mercy and show mercy to me?" Han Li was a little discouraged.

"No, you must not do this. Your own destiny must not be controlled by other people's thoughts. It is the most stupid idea to hand everything over to others." Then he overturned this stupid idea.

After racking his brains, Han Li still came up with a solution that was not a solution.

He intends to strengthen his own strength in many ways, and try to increase his bargaining chips in order to deter the opponent. Even if the opponent really wants to attack, he can still have room for self-protection.

This is really a stupid idea. You can only defend passively and let the opponent strike first. But now only this method is feasible, and it is more comprehensive and appropriate.

After Han Li made up his mind, he decided to take a walk outside. He pushed open the door, walked to the open space outside the house, stretched himself lazily, and yawned.

Facing the biting morning wind, he looked at the half-rising red sun, and said with pride: "My own destiny can only be in my own hands, and I will never let others manipulate it."