Chapter 81 Harvest

Chu Li observed with a big round mirror, Ding Weisong's blood was as weak as a seventy-year-old man, and the sequelae of the secret technique were very severe.

He silently appeared in the firewood room and stood quietly in front of Ding Weisong.

Ding Weisong didn't notice anything unusual, he was still practicing to recover his blood energy, he was exhausted physically and mentally, and his reaction was much slower.

Chu Li stretched out his hand to seal his acupoints, but stopped. The acupoints of a body refiner are different from those of a warrior, and it is likely that his palm failed, which inspired him to struggle violently.

"Cough!" Chu Li coughed lightly.

Ding Weisong opened his eyes suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and he got up to run.

Chu Li stretched out his hand and pressed him back: "You are exhausted, why bother? Let's talk!"

"What's there to talk about?" Ding Weisong secretly urged the occult again, trying to hit Chu Li when he was relaxing.

Chu Li said: "Where is the White Tiger Alchemy Yang Map hidden?"

"What's the picture of the white tiger?" Ding Weisong was startled, showing a puzzled look: "What did you say? What's the picture of the white tiger?"

Chu Li smiled, this kind of performance is indeed very deceptive: "Then change the question, have you made a lot of money over the years? Where did you hide it?"

"What do you want?" Ding Weisong said coldly.

Chu Li said with a smile: "Presumably all the bank notes are hidden in a secret place. After setting up the mechanism, you can only get it yourself? ... Don't you think it's ridiculous to earn so much money and not spend it as soon as possible, but also keep it for the elderly? ... Brother Ding, do you really think you can live to old age?"

"Don't worry about it!" Ding Weisong snorted, "You want to get those bank notes?"

Chu Li said: "Take the silver ticket to buy your life."

"How much do you want?" Ding Weisong sneered.

Chu Li said with a smile: "A beauty in Yaoyuelou needs one hundred thousand taels to redeem her body. You, a famous expert, will not be inferior to the woman in Yaoyuelou, right?"

"Tell me, how much?" Ding Weisong snorted.

Chu Li pondered for a moment, stretched out his left palm and said, "500,000 taels!"

"...OK, deal!" Ding Weisong said in a deep voice.

Chu Li smiled: "Brother Ding is also a happy person!"

Ding Weisong reached into his bosom, took out a stack of bank notes, and handed it to Chu Li: "Here is one hundred thousand taels, you take it first, and pay for the rest!"

As soon as Chu Li stretched out his hand, Ding Weisong punched with his left hand like lightning.

Chu Li shrank back and avoided it.

Ding Weisong retracted his fist and shook his head: "Excellent!"

He sighed secretly, the best chance failed, this man surnamed Chu is also a cunning person!

Chu Li smiled and said: "Brother Ding, you are not doing it properly!"

"Okay, I'm convinced!" Ding Weisong sighed, "I'll give you the bank note, and I'll get the next four hundred thousand taels soon."

"When did you get it?" Chu Li didn't take the banknote, and said with a smile, "Give me one!"

"Not now." Ding Weisong shook his head: "I can't move now, others can't take it out!"

His face was getting more and more brown now, as if he had put a layer of ginger juice on it.

The consequence of the occult technique again is the exhaustion of blood energy. At this moment, he felt that he was struggling to speak.

Chu Li looked at the banknote in his hand, and said with a smile: "This banknote is covered with something good, I'd better not touch it."

Ding Weisong forced a smile and said, "It's a joke!"

"The poison was smeared on the bank note, heartbroken in seven steps,...Brother Ding, where did you get the White Tiger Alchemy Sun Map?"

"What is the White Tiger Alchemy Yang Map?" Ding Weisong asked suspiciously, "Could it be a secret book of martial arts?"

Chu Li sighed: "Brother Ding, then you can't blame me, goodbye!"

After all, he appeared behind Ding Weisong in a flash, the sword light flashed, the long sword pierced his neck, and Ding Weisong was killed immediately.

If in normal times, Ding Weisong was successful in body training, it would not be so easy to pierce. Chu Li lured him to use the secret technique twice, and his blood was weak and extremely weak, and he had no power to resist the sharp sword.

Chu Li sighed and pulled out his sword, wiped Ding Weisong's body, cut off a corner of his clothes, wrapped the bank note, put it in his arms, and floated out of the mansion and out of the city without a sound.

The moonlight is like water, and the night is hazy.

Chu Li flickered in the depths of the woods, like shadows flickering, and he was rushing to the place where Ding Weisong hid the White Tiger Alchemy Sun Map.

The one who commissioned Ding Weisong to assassinate him was Feng Shicai, Feng Wen's father, a well-known martial artist.

Chu Li was not in a hurry to find Feng Shicai.

It is estimated that the disciples of the Great Leiyin Temple are waiting there, waiting for it, and let Feng Shicai live for a while. Only when he finds the White Tiger Alchemy Yang Picture and masters the Vajra Evil Skill can he force the disciples of the Great Leiyin Temple and kill him. Feng Shicai.

So close to Tianya exhausted his internal energy, but his speed was extremely fast. In the middle of the night, he ran more than a thousand miles and came to a big mountain.

The morning sun was particularly clear. Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up at 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 his skills so far away, and soon came to a cave halfway up the mountain.

Surrounded by ice and snow, it is as hard as a stone when stepped on, not as soft as snow.

A cave was sealed by ice and snow, and it was no different from the surrounding ice walls. If he didn't know it in advance, he would never be able to see it.

He broke through the solid ice with his palm force, entered the cave, avoided the mechanism, and then saw a simple couchstone table, white porcelain tea cups and dishes, and piles of dried meat and grain beside it.

This is Ding Weisong's hiding place. Apart from going down the mountain to do missions and occasionally go 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, cut it into a stick, gently opened the box, and there was a yellowed thin booklet, which was similar to the white tiger's alchemy map secret book that Chu Li had seen before. Generally the same.

Chu Li knocked the popsicle stick, and the wooden box broke into several pieces.

Pulling out the sword, the tip of the sword lightly picked up the thin book, and it fell in front of him.

On the cover, there are five large characters of "White Tiger Alchemy Yang Picture", with gold hooks and silver strokes. The handwriting is the same as the ones 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 only practicing the second book, and thought that there were only six pictures of the White Tiger Alchemy Yang Picture. Even so, he only visualized one picture, and the other five could not be seen clearly. Just a headache.

This is because of insufficient mental strength, being injured by the tiger's momentum, unable to suppress the evil spirit and power of the white tiger, and unable to visualize and practice.

Chu Li quickly finished reading the six pictures, thoughtfully, and stood on the spot to visualize. The twelve pictures flashed one by one, and finally flashed faster and faster, and suddenly disappeared, and his mind was completely dark.

Chu Li was determined not to move, Dayuan Jingzhi made him calm and composed, he just visualized quietly, even though his mind was dark, he was still not in a hurry.

"Woo..." A mighty and long howl sounded.

His whole body trembled with the sound, and there was a turbulent force in the void. Previously, his cultivation was just like a thin thread, but now it formed a torrent, tyrannically penetrating his body, as if his flesh and blood were smashed to pieces, and his bones were crushed.

Pain surged like waves, and he couldn't help but tremble like a sieve.

The long and mighty roar of the tiger shattered the darkness, and the light in the mind was bright, and a white tiger ten times larger appeared, with its claws stepping on the void, and its fur kept moving, as if a strong wind had passed by.

The cloud follows the dragon, the wind follows the tiger, this is the real white tiger!

The huge white tiger made one movement after another in the void, a total of twelve movements, full of momentum.

The pain that was like a thousand cuts into pieces suddenly disappeared, and his body was warm, and the tyrannical power in the void seemed to turn into a hot spring, moistening his body.

Chu Li opened his eyes and looked down. His clothes were already soaked, and there was a pungent smell all over his body, which made him want to vomit.

He hurriedly took off his clothes, ran directly outside and rolled on the snow, leaving behind black marks, like a layer of black oil smeared on the snow.

Chu Li changed a piece of clothing in the cave, smashed the secret book into powder, wrapped the banknotes, and floated down the snow mountain.