A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Chapter 42: Cloud-winged bird

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"You are too complacent. This kid is very shrewd. He is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Don't look at your success, but it falls short, and it falls into the hands of this kid." Suddenly another young man's voice rang in Doctor Mo's mind. .

Doctor Mo's complexion changed, his face seemed to be covered with frost, and he reprimanded coldly: "Yu Zitong, don't interfere with my affairs, I don't need you to teach me a lesson, if I can succeed, it will naturally benefit from you , but there seems to be something wrong with the exercise you gave me, you hope that something unexpected will happen to me then!"

The suspicion in Dr. Mo's words was evident at a glance.

This voice seemed to be very afraid of Doctor Mo. After hearing his threats, he hurriedly explained: "How could there be any mistakes? Haven't you tried all of them with animals? As for the one that died, it was just your cultivation method." Because of unfamiliarity, but the dead one should not hinder your plan."

"Hmph! It's best to be like this. It's a pity that I can't practice more, otherwise I will be a little more sure." After hearing the voice, Doctor Mo thought about the exercise test he did last time, and the last twitch in his heart Doubt is gone.

After he finished speaking, that voice seemed to have learned the lesson just now, and stopped talking, only Dr. Mo was left talking to himself nervously, and the atmosphere in the room seemed particularly eerie.

At this time, Han Li was in an unremarkable valley, which was even more remote and secret than the place where he met Li Feiyu.

The terrain here is a long strip, which is sandwiched by two steep hills into a "one" shape. The two ends of the ravine are tightly blocked by bushes, making it impossible to pass through. There was no other way out but a rope secretly dangling from the summit of the lower mountain.

Moreover, dense thorn forests grew here, and they occupied a large area of land here, leaving only a small open space for Han Li to set foot in. On the top of the ravine, there were countless unknown vines weaving together, forming a natural green sky, so that Han Li didn't have to worry about someone passing by and seeing him below.

Han Li put his belongings under a huge rock, then returned to the center of the open space, closed his eyes and thought for a while, then opened his eyes with a resolute expression, and said softly, "Let's start with the hardest cartilage exercise." Bar."

In this way, Han Li started his journey of self-cultivation.

He didn't know that there was a yellow bird squatting on a branch not far from him, watching him day and night, but seeing that he didn't want to escape, it didn't fly back to report to its owner.

Time passed quickly, and half of the four months passed in the blink of an eye.

But at this time, the ravine was empty at first glance, and Han Li who was here was gone. Only the little yellow bird remained in place calmly, combing its feathers slowly with its beak. Turning a blind eye to the invisibility of surveillance targets seems to have thrown its mission into the clouds.

Suddenly another gray bird flew into the ditch through the green vines above it, and after a few circles above it landed on a yellow wooden post on the edge of the open space. It seemed that it was going to take a rest. Fly away again.

At this time, the little yellow bird turned its head and looked at another similar bird that just flew over with haughty eyes, and then showed a human-like sarcasm, seeming to dismiss the gray bird.

The newly arrived bird stood on one leg, looked around, and finally found its own kind. It spread its wings as if it wanted to fly over.

Suddenly, unexpectedly, a withered yellow hand descended from the sky and grabbed the bewildered gray bird.

This change made it terrified, and it struggled desperately, but unfortunately it couldn't break free from the control of the owner of the palm.

Only then did the bird realize that the stake under his feet had turned into a boy in a yellow shirt at some point. This boy was dark-skinned, ordinary-looking, thick eyebrows and big eyes. There is no other attraction.

The young man smiled, watching the little bird in his hand struggling constantly, and when it was almost completely tired, he let go of his hand, and said in a gentle voice: "Go, don't be so stupid next time! Check the location clearly before going. Come on down."

The little bird was free all of a sudden, ignoring its fellow bird, flapped its wings in a panic, and flew out of the bottom of the ditch without looking back.

After watching the little bird fly away, the young man stood there without moving. After a while, he slowly said to himself: "It seems that my breath-holding skill and concealment skill have reached a certain level, and I should go to practice in the secret room next." Assassination skills."

After speaking, Han Li moved his body and walked towards the newly built small wooden house nearby. When he passed by the tree where the little yellow bird was standing, he couldn't help but look up.

This strange little bird was discovered by Han Li more than half a month ago. It has been staying on a nearby branch, watching itself all the time, and seems to be extremely spiritual.

When he saw it for the first time, Han Li was fascinated by its spirituality, and he loved this little yellow bird very much.

He tried to abduct it, but no matter what method he used, "tricking", "seducing" and "setting a trap" didn't work. This little bird had no intention of being fooled at all, and from time to time, it looked like a fool, contemptuously. He made Han Li smile bitterly.

Later, when he got angry, he wanted to go forward and use force, but before he got close, it immediately spread its wings and flew into the sky; as soon as Han Li left, it flew back immediately and landed in the same place, so Han Li had to stand there and do nothing. stare.

Thinking of this, Han Li turned his head resentfully, and ignored it. In fact, he had vaguely realized in his heart that the origin of this little bird might have a lot to do with that Doctor Mo, and it was probably sent by him. Monitor your own eyes and ears.

But Han Li didn't care, as long as Doctor Mo didn't come to watch him personally, a little bird could tell him something in detail, besides, he really loved this psychic little guy, and couldn't bear to use other vicious methods to deal with it.

At this time, Doctor Mo was in a stone room, drawing a strange formation with beast bone powder. While drawing, he was discussing something with another person in his mind, completely unaware that Han Li had already seen through his means of surveillance. .