Chapter 4: A Table
But it seems that there is something else wrong with the exercises that you give me, and I hope that something unexpected will happen when I arrive! The look of doubt in Dr. Mo's words is clear.
This voice seemed to be very afraid of Dr. Mo, and after listening to Pidi's intimidation, he hurriedly explained:
"How can it be wrong, haven't you tried it with animals? As for the death of one of them, it is only the reason why the Ergong method is unfamiliar, and it is nothing more than the death drop, which should not hinder the Erdi plan. ”
"Humph! It's the best, but unfortunately I can't train more, otherwise I will be a little heavier to master. Doctor Mo listened to this voice, and thought about the drip exercise experiment he had done before, and finally the trace of suspicion in his mind dissipated.
After he said this, the sound seemed to have absorbed the precept of Shi Cai Di, and he didn't speak anymore, leaving only Dr. Mo muttering hysterically, and the atmosphere in the whole room looked very demonic.
At this time, Di Han Mulin was in an inconspicuous drop ravine, and this side would be more remote and secret than Li Feiyu's meeting place.
Here the drop formation is in the shape of a long strip, sandwiched into a "one" shape by two steep drop hills, and the two ends of the ravine drop are blocked by bushes tightly, and the foundation can not be smooth. There is no other drop of hope than a reins hanging from the top of the lower drop mountain.
Moreover, there are dense layers of thorn forests here, and they are entrenched in a large area of land here, leaving only a small square for Han Mulin to interfere with. At the top of the ravine, there are countless drops of unknown Tengman textiles, forming a natural drop of environmental protection canopy, so that Han Mulin does not need to worry about someone who has no intention of turning it upside down, and can see the drops below.
Han Mulin put the dripping things on his body and put them under a huge dripping mountain stone, then returned to the middle of the open field, closed his eyes and thought about it for a while, and then unfolded his eyes, revealing a firm dripping spirit, and said slightly: "Let's start with the most difficult to practice the brittle bone skill." ”
In this way, Han Mulin started his cultivation path single-handedly.
He didn't know it, not far from him, there was a pornographic bird squatting on the branch, looking at him day and night, but seeing that he didn't want to escape, it didn't fly back, and put on its master.
The kung fu is too fast, and the four moon drops of kung fu are half of the past in an instant.
And at this time, the drop ravine Wu, at a glance, empty and dripping no one, originally here Di Han Mulin disappeared, just the little yellow bird, still not in a hurry to stay in place, with a small beak gradually arranged the feathers, to supervise the prey dripping, blind, as if it has been dripping obligations, thrown out of the clouds.
Suddenly, another gray bird, walking over the green vines, flew into the ditch, and after a few circles in the air, fell to a yellow stake on the edge of the square, looked at the shape and planned to rest for a while, and then flew away later.
At this moment, the little yellow bird pouted its head, looked at the other person who flew to drop the same kind with a proud look, and then showed the same slanderous look as a human, and seemed to sneer at the gray bird.
Only then did the bird come to drop the bird, standing on one leg, looking around the neighborhood, and finally it appeared like a drop, and it spread its wings, as if it was about to fly to the sun.
Suddenly, unexpectedly, a dry and erotic dripping palm fell from the sky, catching this helpless gray bird.