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Chu Li observed with the great round mirror wisdom that Ding Weisong's blood was as weak as a seventy-year-old man, and the sequelae of the secret technique were very severe. [△网WwW.]
He appeared silently in the woodshed and stood quietly in front of Ding Weisong.
Ding Weisong didn't notice anything strange. He was still practicing to recover his blood. He was exhausted both physically and mentally, and his reactions were much slower.
Chu Li stretched out his hand to seal his acupuncture points, but stopped. The acupuncture points of a body refiner were different from those of a martial artist. It was possible that the palm failed to work, stimulating him to struggle violently.
"Cough!" Chu Li coughed lightly.
Ding Weisong opened his eyes suddenly, his face changed drastically, and he stood up and prepared to run.
Chu Li stretched out his hand and pressed him back: "You're running out of gas, so why work in vain? Let's talk!"
"What's there to talk about?" Ding Weisong secretly urged the secret technique again, hoping to hit Chu Li when he was relaxed.
Chu Li said: "Where is the White Tiger Refining the Yang Diagram hidden?"
"What's the picture of the white tiger?" Ding Weisong was startled and looked confused: "What did you say? What's the picture of the white tiger?"
Chu Li smiled, such a performance was indeed very deceptive: "Then let's change the question. You have made a lot of money over the years, right? Where are you hiding it?"
"What do you want?" Ding Weisong said coldly.
Chu Li smiled and said: "Presumably the bank notes are hidden in a secret place, and the mechanism is set up, so you can only take it out yourself?... Don't you think it's ridiculous to make so much money and not spend it as soon as possible, but also keep it for retirement?... Brother Ding , do you really think you can live to be old?"
"Don't worry about it!" Ding Weisong snorted: "You want to get those banknotes?"
Chu Li said: "Take the banknote to buy your life."
"How many do you want?" Ding Weisong sneered.
Chu Li smiled and said: "A beauty from Yao Yue Lou needs one hundred thousand taels to redeem her life. You, a famous master, can't be inferior to the woman from Yao Yue Lou, right?"
"Tell me, how much?" Ding Weisong hummed.
Chu Li pondered for a moment, stretched out his left palm and said: "Five hundred thousand taels!"
"...Okay, deal!" Ding Weisong said solemnly.
Chu Li smiled: "Brother Ding is also a happy person!"
Ding Weisong reached into his arms, took out a stack of banknotes, and handed it to Chu Li: "There are one hundred thousand taels here, take it first, and then pay the rest!"
As soon as Chu Li stretched out his hand, Ding Weisong punched out like lightning with his left hand.
Chu Li ducked to avoid it.
Ding Weisong withdrew his fist and shook his head: "Awesome!"
He sighed secretly, the best opportunity failed to work, this person named Chu is also a cunning person!
Chu Li smiled and said: "Brother Ding, what you did is not authentic!"
"Okay, I'm convinced!" Ding Weisong sighed: "I'll give you the banknote, and I'll get the next four hundred thousand taels soon."
"When will you get it?" Chu Li didn't take the banknote and said with a smile, "Just give it to me in one piece!"
"Not now." Ding Weisong shook his head: "I can't move now, and others can't take it out!"
His face was now turning more and more sallow, as if he had been smeared with ginger juice.
The consequence of further urging the secret technique would be depletion of blood. At this moment, he felt that it was difficult for him to speak.
Chu Li looked at the banknote in his hand and said with a smile: "There is something good on this banknote, so I'd better not touch it."
Ding Weisong forced a smile and said: "Joke!"
"Smear the poison on the banknote, and the heart will be broken in seven steps...Brother Ding, where did you get the White Tiger Alchemy Yang Diagram?"
"What is the White Tiger Yang Refining Diagram?" Ding Weisong asked doubtfully, "Is it a martial arts secret?"
Chu Li sighed: "Brother Ding, then you can't blame me anymore. Goodbye!"
After saying that, he appeared behind Ding Weisong. With a flash of sword light, the long sword pierced his neck, killing Ding Weisong directly.
In normal times, Ding Weisong would not be able to pierce easily if he was successful in physical training. Chu Li tricked him into using secret techniques twice, but his blood was weak and he was extremely weak, unable to resist the sharp sword.
Chu Li sighed and pulled out his sword, wiped it on Ding Weisong's body, cut off a piece of his clothes, wrapped the banknote, put it in his arms, and quietly floated out of the mansion and out of the city.
The moon is like water, and the night is hazy.
Chu Li flickered in the depths of the woods, like shadows flickering. He was rushing to the place where Ding Weisong hid the White Tiger Refining the Yang Diagram.
The person who commissioned Ding Weisong to assassinate him was Feng Shicai, Feng Wen's father, a famous martial arts tycoon.
Chu Li was in no hurry to find Feng Shicai.
It is estimated that the disciples of the Great Leiyin Temple are waiting over there, setting up a net to wait. Let Feng Shicai live for a while. After finding the White Tiger Refining Yang Diagram and practicing the Vajra Duer Magic Art, he can defeat the disciples of the Great Leiyin Temple and kill them. Feng Shicai.
Being so close to the end of the world consumes a lot of internal energy, but the speed is extremely fast. In the middle of the night, he ran more than a thousand miles and came to a big mountain.
The morning sun is exceptionally clear. Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up to the top of the mountain, you can only see the snow-capped mountainside, and the top of the mountain is covered by white clouds.
Chu Li used the "Close to the End of the World" and soon arrived at a cave halfway up the mountain.
There is ice and snow all around, and it is as hard as stone when stepped on, without the softness of white snow.
A cave was sealed by ice and snow, just like the surrounding ice walls. If he didn't know it in advance, he would never be able to tell.
He broke the ice with his palm force, entered the cave, avoided the trap, and then saw a simple stone couch and stone table, as well as white porcelain tea cups and dishes, and dried meat and grain piled next to it.
This is Ding Weisong's hiding place. Apart from going down the mountain to do tasks, and occasionally going down the mountain to vent, he usually lives here, so no one can find him.
There was a wooden box on the stone table. He picked up a piece of ice outside, whittled it into a stick, and gently opened the box. A thin yellowed book appeared inside, which was the same as the secret book of the White Tiger Alchemy Yang Diagram that Chu Li had seen before. Generally the same.
Chu Li hit it with a popsicle stick and the wooden box broke into several pieces.
He drew out his sword, picked up the thin book with the tip of the sword, and dropped it in front of him.
On the cover is written "White Tiger Refining the Yang Picture" in five large characters with gold hooks and silver strokes. The handwriting is the same as what I have seen before. It is obviously written by the same person, but there is no upper volume or lower volume written on it.
Chu Li knew that Ding Weisong didn't realize that he was practicing only the second volume, and thought that there were only six pictures of the White Tiger Alchemy Yang Diagram. Even so, he only visualized one picture, and the other five pictures could not be seen clearly. Just a headache.
This is because the mental strength is not enough and the tiger's force is injured. It cannot suppress the evil spirit and power of the white tiger, and it is impossible to practice visualization.
Chu Li quickly finished reading the six pictures, thoughtfully, and stood there to contemplate. The twelve pictures flashed one by one, and finally flashed faster and faster, and suddenly disappeared, and his mind was completely dark.
Chu Li kept his mind still, and the wisdom of the Great Round Mirror made him calm and composed. He just contemplated quietly. Even if his mind was dark, he was still not impatient.
"Woo..." A loud roar sounded.
His whole body trembled with the sound, and the surging power came from the void. The previous practice was just like a thin thread, but now it formed a torrent, penetrating the body arrogantly, as if the flesh and blood were washed away, and the bones were crushed.
The pain surged like waves, and he couldn't help but tremble.
The long and mighty roar of the tiger shattered the darkness, and the light bloomed in his mind, and a white tiger that was ten times larger appeared. The tiger's claws stepped on the void, and its fur kept moving, as if a strong wind was passing by.
The clouds follow the dragon, the wind follows the tiger, this is the real white tiger!
The huge white tiger made twelve movements in the void one by one, with great momentum.
The pain that was like being cut into pieces suddenly disappeared, his body felt warm, and the overbearing power in the void seemed to turn into a hot spring, warming his body.
Chu Li opened his eyes and looked down. His clothes were soaked through, and there was a pungent smell all over his body, which made him nauseous.
He hurriedly took off his clothes, ran directly outside and rolled on the snow, leaving dark marks like a layer of black oil on the snow.
Chu Li changed into a piece of clothing in the cave, shattered the secret book into powder, then wrapped the banknotes and fluttered down the snow-capped mountains. Mobile phone users please visit w reading for a better reading experience.