Unwilling to obey orders, physically astounding, never spoken, no trickle-down emotions, although he did not know what his kung fu was, but it was never too weak, this was the final judgment of the man he made.

Han Mulin knew that this person was very likely to become another trump card for Dr. Mo, but he would never be able to do it, and he couldn't find a loophole for this person.

The only thing that made Han Mulin a little puzzled was that when he occasionally looked at this person's back from behind, he would always have a very familiar sense of dripping, as if he had seen a figure in that place. But when he recalled, he couldn't remember that it was the same as the cognitive drop-back photo.

After looking at it for a while, Han Mulin sighed, closed the door, and returned to the house, knowing that without Dr. Mo's edict, it was impossible for this person to rest.

He was a little distracted, jumped straight into his own dripping bed with one arrow, fell down, and lay there, and then rested his hands on the outside and closed his eyes.

He learned a few tricks from Li Feiyu today, properly replayed them in his brain once, and secretly used his mind to imitate getting up, dividing each trick into several sections, and then carefully guessing some sporadic and frequent considerations.

This is Han Mulin's Changchun practice

With this box, he can memorize all the effects of Ren Yiwu's mind, and then broadcast it back and forth in his brain a large number of times, refining and sublimating, which is also Li Feiyu's feeling that he is a genius.

Two months ago, Han Mulin relied on the efficiency of two types of holy medicine drops, and broke through the Changchun Gong by force

The effect of "Huanglong Dan" and "Golden Pulp Pill" is so great, far beyond Han Mulin's dripping estimate, he still underestimated the maximum ability of those formulas, and these prepared dripping pills are worth a thousand gold.

It is nothing more than two types of marrow washing drops, and a small half of it has also been used, and the remaining drops should be far-fetched enough to be practiced by myself

There is only half a year left in the year of the Doctor Ink Murphy, and although he has learned a little solution from Li Feiyu, because there is no common dripping of the true qi of the inner family, he has to be regarded as a little flower fist embroidered leg drop foreign minister martial arts.

People who are perfunctory and rough kung fu can still work, but to Dr. Mo, using Dihua, it is indeed a meat bun beating a dog, and there is no return.

Han Mulin was a little worried and a little annoyed when he thought about it, his own Changchun Gong was all wωw Qi Qìsuu book com network good, but it couldn't be used in actual combat and desperately.

He was only counting on the blink of an eye swordsmanship now, hoping that it would bring him joy.

More than ten years later, Han Mulin quietly slipped into the Valley of the Lost Hand and went to meet Li Feiyu.

It really can't be said that it is quietly dripping out, Dr. Mo has already snooped on the fact that he often goes out of the valley, but he never asks about it, and lets Han Mulin pay and pay in style.

This category doesn't care about the dripping method, and it began to make Han Mulin a little hairy in his chest, and he didn't know what the opponent was happy to do. After following the peaceful income and expenditure for a few times, he was really unwatched, and he threw down his heart, and he was busy with his own affairs.

After a long period of deliberation, Han Mulin also slowly understood that the opponent was like a trickle of self.

Dr. Mo is humble to Han Mulin, and he also has his own hardships inside.

Although he used the "Corpse Worm Pill" and the two big locks of his family's life to crush Han Mulin to death, he also knew that if he adopted such a rude method to control his opponent, his opponent's chest would be full of hatred, and he would not be reluctant to get up from his cultivation. If you limit the opponent's income and expenditure on the human body, it will definitely double the seedlings and promote it. After all, Dr. Mo's original intention was to let him automatically and enthusiastically practice Changchun Gong, and not to tie his limbs and force him to cultivate.

After Han Mulin knew the ins and outs of this matter, his courage became even heavier. Before, it was necessary to slightly avoid Dr. Mo's eyes, and he had to be cautious and drip out secretly, but now it is more refreshing, and he doesn't say it, and the big drops will pass through from the present.

Han Mulin looks like he is grinning, and he doesn't care about the shape of the drop, but the heart is still as timid as a rat.

As soon as he stepped out of the valley, he applied the Changchun Gong, which promoted the sense of touch of the self-informant to an unbelievable level, and incorporated the things that could behave within dozens of zhang into the moderation.

Han Mulin believed that even if Dr. Mo came to follow him personally, he would not be able to escape the detection of his personal tactile drops.

The mainstream competition may not be possible, but if it is said to be the application of the five senses, he has a solid belief in self-determination.

Together, Han Mulin cautiously avoided the mountain patrol protégé, and climbed into the small waterhole where he had met the previous time through the secret pipe in the old locust tree.

As soon as I entered the inside, I saw Li Feiyu** sitting on the edge of the waterhole with two feet.

He lowered his head, his two bare feet immersed in the icy dripping water, "plopping" and "plopping" dripping the water fiercely, splashing pieces of colorful dripping droplets, and he was playing with great interest.

Hearing Han Mulin's voice as he entered the door, he didn't raise his head, and said with a straight smile:

"Senior Brother Han, it's getting late and late, every time we have to wait for Thailand for a long time, can't you come sooner?"

"I'm sorry, I ......" Han Mulin dusted off the dripping soil on his clothes with his hands, and just wanted to comment a few words.

"Go on."

Li Feiyu didn't wait for Han Mulin to finish speaking, and bandaged the dripping dripping that he had hidden after death, and still faced Han Mulin head-on.

"What is this? Delicious drip goods? Han Mulin was a little unbelievable, but then he sensed and bandaged the hard erection, and it was still very heavy, not as good as being able to eat a drop of goods.

"Then you will know how to eat! Isn't it better for me to bring out the blinking sword technique drop sword spectrum? Li Feiyu glared at him, and then spoke without a smile.

"Is this a sword book? Make no mistake! You can't have put the whetstone in your courtyard by mistake. Han Mulin looked like a behemoth on his arm and wrist, with a look of disbelief.

"It's so heavy!" He strained his arms and struggled to shake it, and almost shook Ziwu down in the game.

"Haha!" Li Feiyu couldn't help it anymore, grinned, laughed and got up, and finally rolled on the ground with a straight laugh, covered with dripping dung and soil.

Han Mulin looked at the strange activity of the opponent Di suspiciously, and then glanced at this strange big and very dripping package.

"Bump!"

He kicked the package slightly with his foot, as if it was really a book.

No longer dissecting his close friend who was already overjoyed, Han Mulin touched his chin with his hand, pouted his buttocks, and squatted on the side of the bandage.

For him, it is a futile and useless thing to predict an item that can be known immediately.

A pair of white and white dripping palms were placed on the dripping knot of the packaging, and ten five fingers followed gently bounced up to get up, and a faint dripping finger shadow swayed on the packaging, and the tied dead knot was loosened like a miracle.

"Smack!"

Once mellow and palpatory, the sound of the palm got up.

Han Mulin didn't go to open the bandage first, but looked back at Shicai's hilarious friend.

I don't know when it started, Li Feiyu had already stopped laughing and put on his shoes.

Now he is puffing up his own two hands, fighting and dripping to cheer him, as if he doesn't mind the palm of his red hand at all.

"Tsk! Every time I see the martial arts of "silk hand" so perfect, I feel incredible, this martial arts is like the generation of the creation of the drop, from my church to the present, only two months of dripping years. Li Feiyu continued to slap the face, and his mouth was full of "tsk" awards.

"It's impossible for you to make me sing, so you deliberately turned a piece of paper into such a big bag." Han Mulin didn't have a good breath to speak.

"Of course, it is absolutely not, and you can make it all clear when you open the bandage." Li Feiyu burst into laughter, and his face became grim and got up.

Seeing that he suddenly spoke with such an aura, Han Mulin had a great desire for knowledge in his chest, twisted his head back, and his eyes fell on the dropping package in front of him again.

Tilting his head and thinking for a moment, he stretched out his index finger and middle finger, slightly clamped the bandaging drops, and lifted them out, revealing all the dripping objects inside.

"This is ......" Han Mulin's forehead "snorted", and dense layers of night sweats appeared, and his two eyes almost popped out.

"How? Frightened, right? Li Feiyu walked up slowly and patted Bi Di's shoulders with his hands.

Han Mushu turned his body and looked straight at his opponent, half speechless.

"Why do you look at me like this, I can't make a private contract for life?" Li Feiyu laughed and teased Han Mulin.

After listening to Bidi's joke, Han Mulin seemed to have just woken up.

"I want to draw a line with you, from now on I don't know you, and you have never seen me." Han Mulin shouted angrily and got up.

"I don't know if I'm dazzled, or if you're crazy, you actually moved half of the collection of books in the Seven Peerless Hall, if this is the guardian of the Patrol Hall, it will be difficult for both of you to die." Han Mulin pointed at a large number of large and small drops of secret notes in front of him with his fingers, and roared at Li Feiyu to get up.

In the upper left corner of these book covers, they are all in one and annotated with a sheep's hair circle, and a few eye-catching gold characters of "Seven Juetang Collection Books".

Seeing Han Mulin's great temperament, Li Feiyu was not angry, but still didn't care.

He tilted his head, inserted his little finger into the ear hole, and focused on dripping out the ear chakra, a pair of soldiers to block, and the water came to cover his expression.

After Han Mulin messed up his temper, he saw that his face was as thick as a city wall, as if he hadn't heard anything about Di Jingyu, but he was cold, and felt that this matter was a little strange.

"You are by no means thirteen points, nor is you a proud maniac, to do such a bad thing, there is always someone who can tell the reason." After waking up, Di Han Mulin asked.

Li Feiyu saw that the opponent's liver fire was extinguished so quickly, and he reverted to the past from the beginning, and felt a little regretful in his heart, but he pretended to have a sad look on his face, and shouted in a loud voice:

"Oh my God! I'm really wronged! ”

"Just now, I wanted to explain to you, but Kelken didn't give me a chance to speak!"

"Now I'm complaining again, I'm really not a human inside and out!"

This kind of strange voice is called Qu Di's appearance, and the prince is empty, so that people will see through his cowardly nature at a glance, giving people a feeling of actually lacking flat drops.

Han Mulin also couldn't help but be a little nervous, and wanted to go up and kick a dog to chew and shape it out.

"Don't make trouble for me, quickly explain it to me."

"If they see this lazy shape, the indifferent murderer you depicted in the past will not be disillusioned and spotless." Han Mulin didn't give him a good look, and teased him slightly.

At present, he actually has no mood to fight with his opponent, and the matter is not handled well, and both of them have great difficulties.

Li Feiyu seemed to understand what Han Mulin wanted to drop at this time, so he no longer scolded Bi Di for ridiculing him, but lazily walked to the front of the bandage, leaned down, Ren Lai picked up a secret book, and stood up.

After standing up straight for the second time, he carried a wisp of secret color on his face, and handed the book to Han Mulin with a smile, and then used his eyes to show him, rolled up the book jacket and glanced at him.

Han Mulin took this thin secret book with his fingertips, and glanced at his opponent in confusion.

He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't know what kind of ghost Li Feiyu would fight again.

"Open it and look at it, and you will understand it all." Li Feiyu used a kind of plan to watch a good show to deceive and lure him.

"It's okay to say no, why are you making such a secret?"

Although Han Mulin was unwilling, he rolled up the album roughly.

When I opened the cover, I revealed the secret note

"Hmm!" Han Mulin was a little surprised.

Li Feiyu took it to Pidi

"Don't panic, let's read these articles again." Li Feiyu followed closely and threw several secret books in a row.

Han Mulin picked them up one by one, and after untying Xun Scan once, the whole Xiaowu was stunned.

In front of each of these books, there are clear and white words written in black by the words "Blink Sword Spectrum".

After a moment of old age, Han Mulin pulled his eyes out of his hand.

He raised his head, pointed his finger at the large pile of secret tips dripping on the ground, and asked intermittently:

"Er...... Don't tell me, this ...... These are all "blink sword scores!" ”

"It's a pity, Senior Brother Han, you've already expected it." The opponent shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands out, making a helpless appearance on the outside.

It's just that he gently cocked the side of his mouth, and the gloating tone in his words was completely inconsistent with his thoughts.

"No, there are about a hundred articles here, how can they be all blink sword scores?" Han Mulin basically couldn't care about his opponent Di Xiaohua, and couldn't believe that Di Xiaohua got up.

"Who will I ask if you ask?"

"I was in the corner of the library, and I was surprised to see so many drops of the same name on the steep ground!" Li Feiyu rolled his eyes and muttered in his mouth, revealing the shape of a heartless throbbing.

Then, when he saw Han Mulin's speechless shape, he couldn't help but laugh and get up as usual.

For Li Feiyu, Han Mulin's frightened and frightened appearance is a miracle.

Ordinary drops of Han Mulin always look like a steady Mount Tai in front of his eyes, and he looks like a bamboo in his chest, as if the word "frightened" is impossible to appear on his body.

At the same time, Han Mulin's stupid and dangerous appearance made Li Feiyu think that his hard work had been in vain since these days, and Zhou Yan was cheap and good.

After a while, Han Mulin finally came awake.

He grasped the articles tightly in his hand, lowered his head and thought for a while, and then raised his face with a little thought, and said unhurriedly:

"Have you checked any of these books?"

"How many geometry books are there?"

"Of course, I have taken inventory, not only once, but a total of seventy-four books with general names and secrets." Li Feiyu was about to say that he would never report the exact drop number.

"If you don't know the exact number of these books, when you return them unexpectedly, you miss one or two copies, and you don't really have to make a big problem." He then excused himself a little.

Slightly clutching the scroll with a little yellow drops in his fingers, Han Mulin stirred it up, and carefully read the secret book in his hand.

The sound of the paper stirring and dripping "rustling" is loud and pleasant to the ear.

But Li Feiyu is very tired of this kind of voice.

He no longer dissected and meditated on the dripping Han Mulin, ran back to the edge of the waterhole by himself, pulled out the long knife inserted in the soil, and got up by himself.

Han Mulin glanced at him obliquely at an angle, and saw that his hard work was as lush as Xu Mao, so he no longer paid attention to his behavior, and put his mind back on the drop in his hand.

"Ten lines under the eyes", for fear that the finger drop is Han Mulin's kind of reading drop, a thick drop of books, and it was immediately scanned by him, he lowered his brain, didn't look at it, grabbed another article, and continued to read it endlessly.

His eyes narrowed, and in the process of reading, he showed a slightly thoughtful expression from time to time, and his vision was also fixed on the writing, and he was not willing to break away for a moment, his head slid and shook with his eyes, and there were some intellectuals who shook their heads and tails.

The kung fu is too fast, and a book of "Blink Sword Spectrum" was also read by Han Mulin Xundi.

When Han Mulin finished reading

He closed his eyes and soaked.

After his mind was restored a little, he sat down on his knees in the original realm, applied Changchun Gong, and got up in his mind after reading the drops of more than ten articles in this article.

Suddenly, Han Mulin's face became rich and colorful, and he suddenly became excited, suddenly frowned and pondered, and suddenly had a bitter face.

I don't know how long it took, but Han Mulin finally opened his eyes, but he was startled by the drop of goods in front of him.

Li Feiyu dotted the braincase melon, and it was unknown when it was sent under the eyelids of the other drops, so compact that it was almost the nose touching the nose dripping field.

"What are you doing? Aren't you practicing swordsmanship? ”

"Senior Brother Han, what's the time? You also asked such a stupid question. Li Feiyu shrank his body back and pursed his lips.

Han Mulin just appeared, and the light and shadow nearby became dim and got up.

He looked up at the sky, and the weather had turned to gray and dripping colors, and it was already dusk.

"Ahem! The years pass by so quickly, and I didn't pay any attention to the fact that such a long drop has passed. ”

Han Mulin stood up and behaved like he was dripping his limbs.

"What, do you find any funny goods from the book?" Li Feiyu stared at him with enthusiastic eyes, hoping to get the last drop from his mouth.

"Well, it's not bad, it's a good fit for me."

"What's the name of the house? Let's talk about the reality of sporadic goods coming out. Li Feiyu said a little upset.

"In detail, these secrets are a hodgepodge, and there is no whole set of dripping goods, all of which are put together to make drops?" Han Mulin spoke.

"What do you think about the blink sword technique, do you really have this sword technique? Why is this monster named? Li Feiyu still didn't like it, and continued to ask.

"The blink of an eye sword technique is really surviving, except that it is these hodgepodge dripping rings, and it only accounts for a small dripping ring in these books." Han Mulin has a lot of stamina and said.

"As for why this name is taken, there is also a principle of dropping."

"How does it work? You can't bring it all up in a row, don't always pop up like this, and just like the old teachers in our town. Li Feiyu glared at Han Mulin, really dissatisfied with his slow limelight.

Han Mulin really didn't have a way to take the opponent, so he could only slightly speed up the beat of the report.

"According to the book, this kind of swordsmanship is to use all kinds of bright monks to make visual errors to win, and every time people lose their lives in the blink of an eye, it is called blinking swordsmanship."

"How could there be such a strange drop sword technique? There are a lot of monsters in the world! After Li Feiyu heard this, he was very interested, but then because of Han Mulin's words, Mingjin withdrew his troops.

"There are three kinds of swordsmanship that cannot be practiced, and those who have a little bit of true qi have not been practiced; Those who do not have great will do not refrain from training; Those who have no talent have not started to practice. ”

Li Feiyu listened

Following Li Feiyu's 100% loss of interest in these secrets, he was not willing to stay here any longer.

Before leaving, he instructed Han Mulin: Write down these secrets as soon as possible, and when Xiao Ke meets, he will bring the original work back again. To know these secrets, although they are not taken seriously by others, such a large number of drops of objects will still attract people's attention when they disappear and drip over time.

Li Feiyu has not left for a long time, and Han Mulin has also left here to say goodbye.

The whole drop of the mountains is covered with a thin layer of mist, it looks a little dim, there are pieces of drop coniferous forests on both sides of the worrying drop mountain road, once the mountain wind blows the woods, out of the "boom" drip baboon, and the dropping branches on both sides also get up with the show of martial arts and the drop of demons.

Han Mulin walked in the middle of such a somewhat strange drop mountain, and hurriedly rushed to the Divine Hand Valley.

Since the start of the trickle year was a little too late, the weather was completely dark halfway through the trip.

If you are not reserved Changchun Gong, but at night it makes your eyes more and more sensitive, Han Mulin will never be able to rush in such a gloomy situation, you must know that this alley and walk badly, go up and go left and right and turn right to drop the steep drops, if you are not careful, you will have a long dream at night, so you will lose your life.

Walking in the black drop forest, Han Mulin was alert to stretch out his sense of touch, and in the eyes of ordinary people, it was already blurred in the eyes of ordinary people, but for him, it was as clear as the daytime was clear and could be imagined.

He is as cautious as he is, not to guard against dripping beasts in the mountains and forests, but to give feedback that has already formed a drop of nature.

You must know that since the Seven Taoisms moved to the Xiaguang Mountains, there are not a few drops of huge and small livestock in the mountains and forests, and they have already been gradually eliminated.

This kind of trembling, in the absence of clarity, at any time to maintain the habit of hearing and seeing the drip, is by no means a natural possession. Instead, after withdrawing from Dr. Mo's hands, he went through repeated deliberations and specially created a drop the day after tomorrow. This kind of fine dripping habit will allow him to avoid many long nights and dreams in various actions in the future, and lower the thrill index to the lowest boundary.

The mountain wind seems to be blowing stronger and stronger, and it once followed by a "woo" dripping, which makes people shudder a little.

From afar, Han Mulin felt that his house was about to go out of the edge of the woods.

He dripped slightly, and walking alone in this dark dripping forest made his heart really suppress a lot.

Han Mulin slowed his pace, and his steps were a little heavier than Shicai's, as if he was planning to step out of this forest as soon as possible.

Oh, for a time, the vicious dripping mountain wind blew forward.

After the mountain breeze, Han Mulin suddenly stopped his steps, as if something was very good, he frowned, then tilted his neck, and listened to get up.

After a while, Han Mulin gradually got up with a dignified look, and there was a faint sound of feet in his ears, although the pace of Dongjiadi was very light, and it was the farthest away from Han Mulin, but Didi was really the two of them walking towards each other, and they were getting closer and closer to each other.

With a slight flash of his body, Han Mulin hid in the dense forest on the side of the road like a cat, quickly and quietly.

After dropping the trees more than ten zhang away from the alley, the body of the drops stopped, and the body of the drops was bent into a small ball, hiding behind the trunk of the trees.

After finding a place to stand, Han Mulin calmed down a little.

It's not that he is too sentimental, but in such a remote place, in this kind of time when you can't see the five fingers, there will be two people here, in fact, there is a bit of a difference in convention, ten have **, it is a bit of a person can not drop things.

He didn't want to be chased and killed because he broke through the drip ** of others, and was chased and killed.

In addition, if he was safe and sound, and there was no danger, he would listen to some of the other people's small underground, Han Mulin would still be very happy to drop it. He is by no means old-fashioned and serious, and it is impossible to refuse such a good deed.

“…… Out of the mountain drop...... Settle the ...... Time...... Person...... Helper ......"

At the same time, the wind on the mountain was extremely strong, and most of the drops were scattered by the wind, and only a small part of the drops of voice came into the ears of the other drops.

Han Mulin was stunned, he couldn't imagine that he really overheard the great mystery, in this hundreds of miles of land around him, he could be known as the leader of the gang, but the only one who was the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang "Golden Wolf" Jia Tianlong, such a big enemy of the Sect, was heard here, which was actually a bit intriguing.

Jia Tianlong, in the eyes of the disciples of the Seven Dao Sect, is a bloodthirsty devil through and through. In the legend, the tiger has a bear's waist on his back, a hideous face, a cruel temper, three meals a day to exploit the flesh, drink human blood alive, as if the non-human drips survive, really frightened many of the old protégés in the door.

It's nothing more than that, according to Li Feiyu, the reality is definitely not like this. Jia Tianlong is not only not a great person, but also very thin and beautiful, and he is not very old, he is only in his thirties, which is just the opposite of what the rumors say. But his personality of killing people and dripping blood when he moves still is as real and terrifying as the legend in Diyi, otherwise, with his appearance, how can he suppress the Hu bandits.

Han Mulin recalled the image of Jia Tianlong, gasped in his heart, and immediately curled his body even worse, and his wheezing became low and got up.

“…… This ...... Steal...... The list to be ...... Hands-on dripping ......"

"Humph! There are claims that it shoots sharp arrows than a strong bow, and it will fly faster than the "cloud-winged bird" drip tube, and I will see what kind of format you can play. He muttered to himself.

"Four months? When the day comes, the plan will come to an end! At present, whoever dares to stand in front of me and block the implementation of the plan, I will kill him, God will block and kill God, and Buddha will block and kill Buddha. ”

"Haha! Ha ha! Dr. Mo was cold, and got up with a gaffe laughing violently, his eyes full of wild dripping.

"You're too arrogant, this boy is very eye-catching, not a fuel-efficient drip lamp. Don't see the success of the special feat, but the success is lost, and it is carried in the hands of this boy. Suddenly, the voice of a young man with a shaved brow sounded in Dr. Mo's heart.

Doctor Mo's face changed, his face seemed to be covered with frost, and he coldly condemned:

"Yu Zitong, I don't have to intervene in anything, I don't need to be admonished, if I can win, nature will have a place,

This change made it very frightened, it fought hard, and regretted that the foundation could not jump out of this palm owner's control.

At this moment, the bird appeared, dripping wooden stakes from my feet, I don't know when it became a child wearing a yellow shirt alone, this child is black and dripping skin, long drops are ordinary, thick eyebrows and big eyes, except for a little clear eyes, there is no other charming dripping place.

The child looked at the bird in his hand and worked hard, and when it was almost tired of dripping time, he let go of his hand and said softly:

"Go ahead, don't be so stupid next time! See where you are, and then settle down. ”

The bird suddenly gained relief, but before it had time to drop that kind, it flapped its wings and flew out of the bottom of the ditch without looking back.

After watching the birds fly away, the child stood there motionless, and after a long time he said to himself:

"It seems that I have the ability to drop the fire after the Astringent Skill and the Pseudo-Concealment Technique, and it is time to practice the secret house assassination technique."

After saying that, Han Mulin slid his body and walked towards the newly completed small board house around him, and when the road was too small and the yellow bird tree was too small, he couldn't help but look up.

This strange dripping bird, Han Mulin appeared in Thailand half a month ago. It has always stayed on the left near the dripping branch, and when it gazes at itself, it seems to be extremely spiritual.

while

He tried to kidnap it, but no matter what kind of sub-style he adopted, it was not easy to use "deception", "bewitchment" and "setting up an abyss", this bird trickle had no intention of being deceived, and he also used a class of two hundred and five drops of eyes from time to time, looking down on him, which made Han Mulin smile a little bitterly.

Then as soon as he was alive, he wanted to step forward and use his strength, but before he could wait for it, it immediately flew and flew high into the sky; As soon as Han Mulin broke away again, it was about to fly back and fall to its original place, so that Han Mulin had to stand in the same place, looking at it.

Thinking of this, Han Mulin was a little stupid, and he didn't analyze it anymore, but he had already vaguely thought in his heart that this bird was dripping with the ins and outs, for fear that it was not unrelated to that Doctor Mo, and many of them were sent by him to take care of his own dripping informants.

It's just that Han Mulin doesn't mind, as long as Dr. Mo personally supervises, a bird can tell him what to do, not to mention that he actually likes this psychic ghost, and he can't bear to use vicious tricks to deal with it.

And at this time, Drip Mo was in a stone room, drawing a strange drop formation with beast bone powder, he was scratching one wall, and one person was discussing what was going on in the same wall, Zhou Yan didn't know that Han Mulin had already seen through his supervisor's wrist.

During this period, the Seven Daoist Sects also gave birth to a thing that could not be resolved.

The new generation of protégés is a star "Senior Brother Li", a witty superman, who saw through the two agents of the Wolf Gang on the spot, and tried to steal out the list of mountain protégés and doctors, and captured them alive with more than a dozen fellow disciples, and made a lot of contributions.

A few days later, the master of the royal sect paid Li Feiyu the status of Dharma Protector in front of the vast number of disciples, so that he formally advanced into the middle level of the Seven Daoist Drops, which caused a lot of commotion, and Li Feiyudian's reputation became more and more grandiose.

Han Mulin didn't know anything about this, he was locking off the dripping board house, marching for special training. Unless he occasionally goes out to get some food from the house, he has not been involved with him for many days, and nature does not know that his friends are endless and decent at the same time.

Summer goes to autumn, time flies, and the years finally come to the end of the day.

In the thorn forest at the bottom of the ditch, a peculiar very dripping figure, crawling full of sharp spikes and dripping branches, from time to time, the sinister extreme drop of spikes, it is difficult to trickle down to him, he is like a cloud of smoke ordinary, from a thorn strip spun into a dropping dense net, ghosts and monsters dripping through, all of a sudden out of the side, all of a sudden from the distance, the whole process is silent, it seems that the real drop is not flesh and blood, but an abstract body.

In the end, this figure stopped on a tree trunk, and stood straight on the branch and looked into the distance.

At this time, Di Bi, the body of the drop of Songshang has long been scratched and broken, even the inner dripping flesh is exposed, the head is also loose and loose, the face is even more black and white together, and the inherent dripping mouth and face can no longer be seen. The most surprising thing is that on the neck, waist, arms, thighs, ankles and other parts of the neck, there is a delicate iron bell.

Seeing these iron bells, and thinking about Han Mulin's dripping in the forest, it is not uncommon to know that the dripping method just now is a drop of demonic spirits.

He didn't move at all, looked at the Divine Hand Gu Di bias, and said to himself:

"Kung Fu is just right, after all, it will become Luo Yanbu on the last day, and with it, there will be a little more self-defense."

Although I can't recognize the expression on my face, the joy in my eyes is still unobstructed.

After months of hard work, Han Mulin has mastered several secret techniques with no small abilities, and he is quite optimistic about these secret techniques, convinced that he can't compete with Dr. Mo's broad and profound skills, but he still has some beliefs.

Once the breeze blew, Han Mulin sensed a little chill on his body, he lowered his head and looked at the "hole suit" on his body, thinking about Ziwu's current appearance, and couldn't help but smile a little bitterly in his chest.

Thinking back to the situation of Cao Yanbu dripping, he may have some residual palpitations, and it is really a powerful thing to cultivate his body in the thorn forest. Due to the unfamiliarity of the body at the beginning, it was inevitable that the drops were dripped by hard thorns on the branches, and the scrapes were scarred and bloody.

Thanks to the addition of "Nourishing Essence Pill" in the body, it can not only treat internal injuries, but also have a miraculous effect on external injuries. After eating one, it can stop the bleeding and scar immediately, and the next day, even the scar can be erased.

In this regard, Han Mulin was surprised for a long time, this medicine is much stronger than ordinary knife wound medicine, but I don't know why this medicine has the name of "Nourishing Essence Pill", in his opinion, it is more appropriate to call it "scarring" and "hemostasis".

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The terrifying word "go mad" suddenly appeared in Bidi's brain, and Han Mulin stood up, took a deep breath, and forced himself to cool down. Now that Dr. Mo is absent, he is only in danger in front of his own disposal.

How could he go crazy for no reason, Han Mulin still thought he was a little puzzled. Although it is by no means the time to find the root of the drop, it is the most feasible way to completely deal with this difficult drop by starting from the source to find the cause of the feeling of falling into the devil.

Han Mulin raised his head, his eyes searched around once, and he didn't find anything eye-catching.

He touched his chin with his right hand, and his elbow suddenly met a bulging dripping cargo, and his eyes fell on this object.

The names of the "small leather bags" and "talismans" were quickly reflected in the brains of the clear drops.

"Isn't it going to be the one who provokes a lot of work?" Han Mulin didn't have the courage to decide, but now he can't do it anymore, and the state of the drops in his body is even worse, and he will lose the clamping drops at any time.

Han Mulin reached out and pulled the leather bag off his neck and threw it away.

"Fault, the heart is more sad, and the blood is more intense."

Han Mulin suppressed the dripping movement in his body again, and stared at the small leather bag with bloodshot eyes, hoping that he could find a job and become worse for the reason for the drop.

Maybe it's the god of luck who is dripping with protection. On the steep ground, a miracle flashed in Han Mulin's heart.

He quickly rushed to the bag that was thrown in the distance, ran to his side in a few arrow steps, bent down and picked up the bag, opened the mouth of the bag with three strokes and five divisions, and grabbed the amulet given to him by his parents from the inside.

As soon as the palm of his hand touched this talisman, a touch that penetrated his body and mind and cleared his heart floated from his palm. Han Mulin's impatient heart quickly calmed down, the original melancholy, difficult and difficult dripping consciousness disappeared without a trace, and all kinds of extraordinary signs in the body also took the initiative to drip Jin to withdraw the troops, and everything seemed to be repaired.

Today, Han Mulin no longer analyzes the changes of all things on his body, but only holds this talisman slightly in the palm of his hand, and sends it to the bottom of his eyelids, and uses the remaining drops of his hand to gently caress it, gradually caressing it, and staring at it all over his body and mind.

After a long time, Han Mulin sighed continuously, stopped stroking the drop activity, and took his eyes off the talisman.

Han Mulin actually didn't know that it was not "going mad" that made him almost die this time, but a cultivator's "heart demon violation". If it weren't for his early knowledge, he borrowed foreign objects in advance to exorcise the demons in his heart, but he was afraid that he would be violated by the demons in his heart, and then he would be restrained into a dream, control the body to dance wildly and die. Of course, this is all the way he will know when he embarks on the path of cultivation.

Han Mulin's skill was overlooked, and he felt that everything was unproblematic, and it made him ecstatic, and his skill had increased a lot, although he had not yet broken through

Han Mulin was overjoyed by this sudden and punctual dream, and a little smile appeared on his face, but he hurriedly followed and hurriedly suppressed his mental enthusiasm. I'm afraid that due to the unstable feelings, if you come again like this, the danger will drop into the fire, and he will not be able to control it again. He took the amulet drop leather bag, and thought about putting the special merit drop amulet back into the bag, and then put it away properly.

"Huh!" Han Mulin unexpectedly found a drop of things in the bag that he had forgotten for a long time, a small bottle that had been stored clearly for several years.

This vial of drops had long been forgotten by Han Mulin, and if he hadn't seen it again now, he would still not have thought of it again.

Now that Drip Han Mulin is compared with four years ago, his eyesight and insight are greatly different, and he has gained a lot of insight by reading all kinds of collection books in Dr. Mo's room, and his brain is much smarter than yesterday because of the cultivation of mantras. At this time, he was able to reluctantly produce various visions from this bottle, and judged that this vial was definitely a rare drop of strange things in the world, and had an extraordinary effect.

The work he has to do now is to dig out the price of this bottle completely, and see if it is practical for his own family, so as not to let it stay in the bag in the dark, and waste its mysterious influence in vain.

Han Mulin took out the vial, and did not open it with a smile, but reviewed it again with his eyes four years later, and saw that there was nothing that he had left before.

But unfortunately, there have been several detailed inspections over and over again, and nothing new has appeared.

Han Mulin no longer has no point in dripping effort, he untied the cap of the bottle carefully, and the emerald green drop in the bottle was still sincerely staying at the bottom of the bottle, and there was no difference compared with four years ago.

Han Mulin knew very well that all the secrets of the bottle probably survived on this small drop of green liquor, and this drop of green liquor must have some kind of extraordinary influence that he has not yet dropped, in order to find out the mystery of this liquid drop, it seems that he must find some small animals and do some cruel drops to test the water.

At this time, it was night, the surface was very dark, and it was really not easy to go out to look for living creatures, and through the next day and the first three watches, Han Mulin felt very tired. Besides, even if you find it, under the dim dripping light of the starry night, if you can't see the details of the temptation drop, wouldn't it be in vain!

After passing through the above Di Yi times and focusing on it comprehensively, Han Mulin decided to go to sleep and rest his shoulders properly. When you've nourished your soul tonight, it's not too late to do the experiment tomorrow. Tonight there may be a great drop of joy waiting for him, he looks at it before resting.

After eating breakfast, Han Mulin immediately separated from the room. Instead, he found a guy to do things, spent a few dollars and broken silver coins, and exchanged them for two gray-haired hares from the other place, and brought them to the Valley of the Divine Hand.

Returning to the valley, Han Mulin tied the hare to a wide dripping place in the medicine garden with a rope, and let the rabbit get up from the sun exposure.

Compared with the time when the hare was listless and dry, I went to find a porcelain bowl, and poured the green liquid from the bottle into the bowl with trepidation, and then mixed it with a few ordinary drops of pure water.

This bean grain drops of green liquor and dissolves into the clean water very easily, making the whole bowl of water turn into green and environmentally friendly. This green and green dripping blue makes people look at it, and they can't help but have a deep drop of coolness, which swells up in their hearts from their hearts.

Han Mulin picked up the bowl of diluted water, came to the side of the rabbits who were already thirsty, and put the bowl near them.

The rabbits, who had already been dry-mouthed, hurriedly hugged them, gathered around the porcelain bowl, and drank the water in the bowl in a big gulp, Han Mulin didn't want them to drink a lot, so he took the bowl away from the rabbit when he was drunk a small drop.

Then he stood on a wall with a porcelain bowl, patiently waiting for the rabbit to give feedback, to see if they had any funny changes.

The years are not long, but it is nothing more than a stick of incense, the rabbits are the first to jump up impetuously, and then the activity is more and more excited, more and more vicious. Then the body also started to start a shocking change, they first protruded a chicken giant drop of bumps under the skin, and it was more and more, day by day it was full of a body, and then these knots became a piece, so that the rabbit dripping body seemed to be dripping for no reason, and compared with its small drop of braincase, it looked very funny.

The fat body of the rabbit only lasted for a short time, and some of them gradually puffed up, and with the kung fu dripping, the expansion of the titer also became faster, and their bodies seemed to be injected with some gas, and they were stretched bigger and bigger, and more and more bulging. At the end of the day, their bodies are like two large watermelons, and they are propped up into two large balls that are bulging and dripping.

It seemed that the rabbits in front of him had become very strange, and listening to their sad moans, Han Mulin was a little frightened.

If this unknown drop fluid is some kind of life-causing drops of poison, it is probably a drop of elixir that can increase power, this is nothing, and it is also in Pidi's imagination. But he never imagined that there would be such a picture of a numb scalp in front of him, and the rabbit's flesh-body seemed to be blown up, and it became so terrifying.

Looking at the rabbit in front of him, it is still dripping and getting bigger, and it continues to swell.

Han Mulin thought of a little dissatisfaction, and remembered something coldly, and suddenly threw the porcelain bowl in his hand that had been regarded as a poisonous snake to a wall of dripping fields, and then turned around and ran to get up, and kept running until he was more than ten feet away from the rabbit and just stopped his pace.

Yu Bi wanted to turn his head to look at the drop of the hour, one after the other, and the sound of a drop explosion almost sounded at this time, Han Mulin made a secret fight, and after looking back, the two rabbits had been broken through their bodies, and they were blown into several pieces, and the flesh and blood were scattered to the ground. It turned out that there were two pits in the place where the rabbit drops were bolted, and the remains of the rabbits were scattered everywhere around the pits, and blood and meat pieces were sprinkled all over the ground, which could be said to be incomplete.

Han Mulin grew continuously, and sat on the ground with one buttocks, this time Qi Fei's reaction was fast enough, for fear that he would be involved in the explosion of rabbit drops, although it may not be seriously injured, but being drenched all over the body with rabbit blood and meat residue is by no means a comfortable drop job.

Compared with the calmness of his heart, Han Mulin stood up and walked to the left of the pit.

He looked at the blood and flesh on the spot, and then at the broken porcelain bowl in the medicine field, and he was silent.

Han Mulin thought that there was any elixir that could emerge from the green liquor, but he didn't admit that it was such a terrible drop object, and the toxin was toxin, but he made the rabbit die and be so miserable! He said that he could not touch this toy now. It's horrible! Han Mulin is by no means untouched by nothing that has involved in lethal toxins, under the training of Dr. Mo in the past few years, his eyesight has exceeded many common blood-sealed throat drops of poison, but there is no one who can make people die so horribly.

It is considered that Han Mulin has a strong inner energy, and in this case, he can still calm down and stay for a while before making a separate plan.

Since noon was approaching, he had to prepare the secret medicine and send it to Senior Brother Li to Japan. Here's all the aftermath, let's wait for him to finish the medicine and then investigate and deal with it.

With this kind of idea, Han Mulin didn't take another look at the burst, and left all the drips for the rest of the house, and then returned to his residence, rested for a while, and then took the medicine to the dripping valley mouth of the Divine Hand Valley.

Han Mulin was very timely, and it happened to be noon when he arrived at Gukou, but Li Feiyu seemed to be waiting anxiously there.

Only he stayed alone in the foreign trade of the canyon, and changed into a silver brocade robe on his body, but he still carried the long knife left for Han Mulin on his back. When Han Mulin arrived, he was a little anxious, and his heart was anxious to look at the canyon.

When he saw Han Mulindi coming, he gathered his scorching look, and his mouth was slightly upturned, with a smile on his face.

"Senior Brother Han, you're really timed! It is said that it is noon, and it is really noon punctuality, and we have been waiting for Thailand for half a time. Li Feiyu is half prank, half complaining.

"I'm sorry, yesterday there were a lot of dispensing flowers, and I didn't fall asleep until very late, and I got up late in the morning, and when I finished the drip work at hand, it was just noon." Han Mulin also opened his mouth.

"Senior Brother Han, medicine, that medicine...... Is it worthy? Senior Brother Li was a little busy because of his impatience, and his wording was a little stammering.

Han Mulin replied to Senior Brother Li's question, smiled calmly, slowly took out a slap bag from his arms, and threw the medicine to Li Feiyu as soon as he let go.

"Every time before taking the pill, use cold and hot water to take a spoonful of medicine powder in the medicine bag, which can reduce the pain of dripping."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Han! Thank you, Senior Brother Han! Senior Brother Li's heart was full of joy, as long as he could slightly reduce that little bit of sporadic suffering, it was the greatest piece of good news for him. It was difficult to take the marrow extraction pill orally, and it really made him shudder. He had also taken a lot of painkillers before, but none of them had any intenses, and this Senior Brother Han had already known the characteristics of the marrow extraction pills and had taken them orally, so maybe he really had a penalty.

"Don't rush to thank me first, it's not too late to thank me when this medicine is really useful. On the other hand, this is a one-generation drip tree, and I have used up all the drip materials on hand today, so when I have enough medicinal materials, I will help you with a few more copies. Han Mulin said straight to the point.

"It's okay to drop, isn't this a year's drop dosage, it's enough for the time being. Don't care if this medicine is useful or not, Senior Brother Han's affection, I Li Feiyu is heartfelt. Senior Brother Li got the intended drop object, and his demeanor was restored again, and he was no longer pretentious, and he simply hinted that he owed Han Mulin a great affection.

Han Mulin smiled lightly, didn't say anything again, and said goodbye to Senior Brother Li.

Li Feiyu held the secret medicine in his hand, and he also wanted to go back quickly, and tried the medicine drops, but he didn't keep Han Mulin anymore, and the two resigned from each other.

After returning to the valley, Han Mulin first went to the medicine garden to block it. The rabbit drops of wreckage, blood and mud debris, broken bowls and other drops were swept into the pit, and then the two soil pits that appeared for no reason were bulldozed with soil, so that this place seemed to be nothing different from before the temptation.

Han Mulin patted the dust on his hand comfortably, and inspected it everywhere to see if there was anything missing.

When his eyes fell on the place where the porcelain bowl was broken, he couldn't help but groan and get up.

He still remembers very clearly, he threw away the bowl for dripping time, and the diluted drops of pure water in the bowl were all spilled on the small piece of medicinal ground, wetting a few herbs over there, which made him can't help but be a little embarrassed, I don't know if these herbs will become harmful after absorbing these pure water? And if people eat these harmful drops of herbs again, will they also emerge with the same drops of the rabbit as the end? Should we remove these poisonous weeds now? This series of drip questions unexpectedly popped up in Han Mulin's brain.

Han Mulin thought about it for a long time, but he was still determined to say something, and after peeking at them for a while, he only made a small drop of temptation again. If the herbs really become harmful in the next few days, it will not be too late for me to remove them.

After making up his mind, he saw that there was no work to do, so he went to the stone chamber to practice again, hoping that he could make a breakthrough in the foundation of his skills.

Han Mulin has long since stopped caring about the tangible use of this mantra, his cultivation of this mantra has become a natural repercussion of his life, if he doesn't cultivate it, Han Mulin doesn't know what he wants to do when he stays in the mountains, and seeks a higher level of cultivation of this mantra, and becomes the object of his current life.

After cultivating with his heart through a drop of daylight, Han Mulin was saddened, and he was really not a genius. Although he himself also felt the gap

It is impossible to see that I don't rely on the external force of the medicine drops, otherwise I will stay forever

Han Mulin initially hoped that Dr. Yongbi could return as soon as possible, and that he would be lucky enough to find enough drops of wood to help him break through the current dilemma.

After another night, Han Mulin just got up early in the morning and walked to the medicine garden, wanting to peek at what had changed in those herbs?

Before he stepped into the medicine field, he suddenly smelled several strong dripping aromas.

Han Mulin was slightly stunned, but then his mind moved: "Could it be ......"

He couldn't help but speed up the pace of his own drops, and finally came to those few plants with a fierce aroma of dripping herbs.

Is this the same herb that was dropped before? Han Mulin didn't dare to believe Ziwu Drop's eyeballs, and slapped Ziwu on the face of Ziwu with a little tiredness a few times, until he was a little painful before stopping Ziwu Drop's action of hurting himself.

"The leaves of this yellow dragon grass are a little purple, and the bitter lotus actually blooms nine flower crowns, and the peel of the fruit droplets of the forgotten fruit has become dark, haha! Ha ha! Han Mulin couldn't help it anymore, even if he could stop his heart like water every day, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and get up at this time.

"Now I have good luck, in the middle of a night, these only have a year or two of medicinal dripping grass, all of them have changed into more than ten years of drops, look at the green leaf color, fruit appearance, corolla drop fragrance 100% is has been old for several years above the drop of rare herbs." Han Mulin carefully checked the herbs again, and determined that they were exactly the same as the drops mentioned in the medicine book, and the real drops had already been dropped several precious medicinal materials at the beginning of the year.

"If you follow this method to ripen the herbs, wouldn't you have to have a few precious herbs in yourself! And he can sell the herbs to others again, and he can earn a little silver back. Han Mulin couldn't stop pressing the impulse in his heart anymore, and he was the first to want to get up.

The more Han Mulin thought about it, the more excited he became, the farther he thought about it, and he felt that Ziwu had really picked up a treasure this time. He suddenly turned several times on the ground for a while, and at the same time he no longer had the usual cold appearance, as if a fourteen or fifteen child said that he was impulsive.

After a long time, Han Mulin woke up, his brain restored the wit of the past, and he started to devour this big pie that fell from the sky to be on the verge of dripping a little difficult.

First of all, these herbs don't seem to have any problems from the outside, but the content of the drip is still to be checked, whether they absorbed those curious fluids to cause such drops, who knows if they have any distortion drops in it, yesterday those rabbit drops were miserable results in their own but they saw it with their own eyes, and it was good to be alone or cautious.

The dropping green liquor in the vial of the Mystery of the Seventh Qi has been used up, and I don't know if there will be a vision to produce this kind of liquid dripping out, don't be a one-time dripping goods, and I have to identify it for a while at night.

If there is no problem from the above two angles, it will also control the branches and leaves and pace of this kind of inducing medicinal materials, and completely control this kind of unbelievable drip method.

After Han Mulin pondered, he came up with a few problems to be dealt with, and if these difficulties were not resolved, this big pie would be just a mist for himself.

After all the deliberations were over, Han Mulin got up at the beginning.

He first went to the big house outside the valley, asked about the errand and bought two gray rabbits to come back, Han Mu Lindi's behavior made the house drop both happy and a little annoying, how did this child buy live rabbits and return, could it be that he wanted to kill the rabbit himself and perform cooking?

Han Mulin didn't care about how others tried to do it, they didn't tie the rabbits to the medicine garden, but tied the rabbits in front of the door of their own drip room, so that they could observe their changes when they were in their own time.

After that, I went to the field of medicine, and took the few plants that gave birth to the dripping grass to be careful of the drops and picked them back, and made a few drops of dripping muscle-like bone drops, and mixed the dripping ginseng with the rabbits' favorite food, and fed them to the rabbits three times a day to test whether these herbs are harmful.

After doing all these things, Han Mulin was anxiously looking forward to the arrival of the night, and after he felt that the kung fu had been too long, the night finally came as he expected.

As soon as it was dark, Han Mulin ran outside the house and took the vial out of the bag and placed it on the floor, while he couldn't take his eyes off the vial and look forward to the change.

A quarter of an hour had passed, and there was no news from the bottle.

Two quarters of an hour had passed, and there was no news from the bottle.

Three quarters of an hour ......,

With the passage of time, Han Mulin's heart fell more and more, and it was always faster than the sunrise, and the bottle had not yet been moved.

He is thoroughly depressed, isn't this bottle really a one-time dripping mourning product? Or is there something wrong with me?

Han Mulin beat his soul and looked at the situation around.

"There's nothing suspicious about the place, unless it's a little dark." Han Mulin muttered to himself.

He was stunned for a moment, he raised his head coldly and looked into the air, the sky was dark and mushy, and he couldn't see any thing. The sentence "It's a little dark" woke up Han Mulin in a flash.

"Could it be that it's a cloudy day and there are no stars and moons?" Han Mulin wanted to get up, in the past, the bottle was born in a sunny day, and there was no obstruction in the sky to catch a glimpse of the stars and the jade wheel drops, but today is a gloomy sky, and the sky is full of black clouds.

Han Mulin had a calculation in his heart, and his heart lifted slightly, and he saw that the weather was a little white, and knew that there could be nothing wrong tonight, so he put away the bottle and got up, and prepared to try again when the weather turned clear.

However, out of Han Mulin's dripping, in the next half a month, instead of turning sunny in the sky, it rained slightly, and this kind of sky has always lasted until now.

Han Mulin looked at the soft cotton drizzle on the surface, and his heart was anxious, the more anxious he was to wait for the weather to clear, the more it would never stop flowing, and there was no intention to stop the idea of not dripping.

He came back to look at the two rabbits in the room to avoid the rain, their happy appearance made Han Mulin even more melancholy, since the two rabbits ate the mixed medicine drop food, not only did not have any problems, but also more spiritual than before. In the past ten days, Han Mulin had to observe them carefully once a day, and determined that the rabbits had no poisoning disease, but they became stronger and stronger because of eating the good medicine that strengthened the muscles and bones.

This good effect not only did not make Han Mulin happy to get up, but it made his heart a little bit of gain and loss, there is no trickle-down method to make his own family quiet, for him, whether the bottle can regenerate green liquor has become a drop of all these things, and this attachment for a long time has broken the sky but this answer can not be loosened for a long time, how can this not make Han Mulin feel extremely depressed!

Yu Han Mulin felt that this kind of rainy climate would continue to drop in the future, and the sun finally hung in the sky for the second time, and the sky turned clear.

It has been almost half a month since Han Mulin's current green droplet is secret, and he has long been impatient. On the night of the day and the day, he finally saw the scene of the past four years of life again, one by one, the dots of light, dense layers of drops surrounded by the bottle, shaped into a large drop of light.

As soon as Han Mulin saw this kind of strange scene, the stone hanging high in his heart fell again, which could be concluded that this vial was by no means a one-time dripping mourning product, but a strange thing that could be used many times.

After waiting for another seven days, a drop of green liquor finally emerged in this small bottle, and when Han Mulin saw the drop of green liquor in the bottle, although he had already mastered the ** drop in his mind, he was still very happy, and this note would have an endless stream of rare medicinal materials in the future, and it was impossible to worry about it anymore.

To know that the vast majority of the value level of medicinal herbs is evaluated by the age of its drops, and the longer the age of a herb alone, the greater its dripping properties. In the same way, the older the drip wood is, the more difficult it is to find, and it usually develops in the wilderness and on the cliffs.

Although there are a few pharmacies and doctors who will deliberately cultivate and promote some herbs today, most of them are often used drips, and the age is very short to use dripping wood, and most residents cannot be stupid to cultivate drops for more than ten years or even decades before they can be used to drop drops.

But there are also a little bit of rich and noble Diwang people in order to prevent accidents, will make people deliberately cultivate a few particularly rare drops of grass, used in danger to save life, these medicinal materials usually do not go through a very long drop of age is impossible to have any effect, because of the slightly ordinary drop of objects, with these personal drops can be bought nine out of ten, and why bother to spend this big drop of effort to deliberately create! And these noble families can inherit the family property from generation to generation, and they don't care about the right and wrong of the time spent on supporting these herbs, and no one knows that their own family will not be able to use it until the day of the drop, so these herbs are usually moving and stationary, so they have to spend a century to create the best drops, or a little rare drop, and there is no drop of unique products in ten thousand, and ordinary people have no economic ability and material resources to do this.

Occasionally, there is a little bit of rare medicinal materials in the market that is not very good, and most of them are purchased by these noble families, which makes the price of rare herbal medicine drops climb steadily in the market, and there is always a situation where there is no market drop.

Han Mulin is actually not optimistic about Dr. Mo's long-term prospect of going out this time, and it is estimated that he will not have a large harvest, but now his family is no longer worried about this, after having this bottle, geometric drops of good medicinal materials can be born in just a few drops.

Han Mulin was in a strange state of mind, and in the next dozens of days, he did a few more ripening herb drop tests.

I sprinkled the diluted drops of green liquor on a lot of drops of grass, and the game was over

In the contemptible drop experiment, Han Mulin even omitted the step of dilution, and dripped the green liquor on a ginseng tree on the front, and the situation was over

Then Han Mulin did a few more green drop survival tests, and put the green liquor that Fang had just stuffed into the bottle and put it in various drop containers, including porcelain bottles, jade bottles, gourds, silver bottles, etc., and now no matter what kind of container, the green liquor could not be kept for a quarter of an hour, just take the green liquor out of the magic drop vial, and have to use it up within a quarter of an hour, otherwise it will gradually dissipate without a trace. The diluted drop fluid also has the same drop characteristics, although it can be put for a little longer at all, but only after the necessary effort, the drop left in the container only the permeable drop of the other fluid, the green liquor droplet composition or dissipated.

After doing frequent tests like this, Han Mulin completely lost his determination to survive the drops of green liquor in other containers, and it seemed that it was difficult to store this kind of mysterious drop fluid in large quantities, so he could only do another type of superimposed medicinal drop test.

Han Mulin dropped a drop of green liquor on an environmentally friendly drip of three black grasses, turning it into a dropping color with the medicinal properties of the century, and a drop of green liquor was dropped on it a few days later, and its drop age was actually strengthened for more than a hundred years.

Seeing that it is indeed useful to make drops as promised, Han Mulin has been repeatedly repeating the same drops for more than two months in the future. Every time a new drop of green liquor hits a vial, he drops it on the top of this three black grass, and this three black grass also lives up to expectations, it drops green leaves slowly change from color to yellow color, and from yellow color to black color, after all, after it drops Xiu piece intact becomes dark and bright, it becomes a rare drop of century three black grass in the world.

This drop test is very successful, look at the image, if you have patience to drop, you can also continue to promote the three black grass drop years, it is nothing more than for Han Mulin This is Zhou Yan There is no need to do a drop thing, just know that this method is conclusive and feasible, he is not really necessary to drop the wood for a long time, and the ingredients of the herbs for centuries are enough for him to take oral drops.

After this series of long drop experiments were realized, Han Mulin was finally able to rest in peace and properly drop a total of once, and at the same time, it had already been a lot of work for Dr. Mo to come out of the mountain.

Now Dihan Mulin, holding the century three black grass in his hand, is lying on the dripping wood bed in his own room, in a daze.

His eyes stared straight at the dark drop of herbs, as if he was studying it, but it only took someone else in the room to see from his wretched eyes that the basis of his mood was not on the top of the plant, but in the fugue space, I don't know what he was thinking.

He now has no joy when he first obtained this strain, but is carefully thinking about the advantages and dangers that this vial will bring back to himself, and he is doing what he wants for the way back.

Han Mulin saw many examples of "ivory burning" drops from various books in Dr. Mo's house, and the bottle he dropped from his hand was worth a thousand gold, if others knew that he had such a treasure in his hand, he would never live

"I have never opened the bottle to tell anyone, and I have to be cautious in the mountains to use this bottle, the bottle absorbs too much sporadic news, and if you are not careful, you can be a confidant and reveal a secret." Han Mulin made up his mind and decided to keep his mouth shut, and his confidant revealed a word about drops.

"No, I am in urgent need of medicinal herbs at the moment, and it would be a pity not to use this bottle, so I may want to think of a measure to kill two birds with one stone." He thought that his family had never been able to enter the cultivation of the drip, and he was a little gloomy, regardless of how he said that the progress of the cultivation mantra could not be extended, he was not cultivating for the urging of the ink doctor, but he had vaguely noticed that his own house was a little different from the dripping over the years, and the changes of ordinary people were inseparable from the cultivation of this nameless mantra.

Before Doctor Mo returned to the mountain, Han Mulin knew that the use of this bottle in the Shenshou Valley was a temporary safe drop, because there was only one person in the Divine Hand Valley, and there was no confidant who would rush into the valley every day, which ensured that it was impossible to use the vial during this period.

In the letter, he talked about him in a contemptuous tone, thinking that this person was not only cold, but also greedy and afraid of death, and only had a trace of calculation. Even if he is an immortal cultivator, it is impossible to have a big future, and the person who laughs to the end can never be this person.

Han Mulin saw this time, and once smiled bitterly in his heart, Doctor Mo was afraid that he would not admit it, and in the end, he actually fell into the well of this person who usually does not look down on him, if he didn't cover up the progress of the real Didi Changchun Gong, he would be able to break the net with Doctor Mo, and let Yu Zitong pick up a cheap one on the side in vain. Of course, this is also related to Doctor Mo himself, who has been feathered into a good dream, and has given the Lost God a faint, it seems that no matter how immortal cultivators are, they should not be underestimated.

In the Codex, Dr. Mo said that the Di trade was very simple, and he asked Han Mulin to go to Bi Di's house for a year at the latest, or two years at the most. Before Dr. Mo left, he said that he had made many arrangements and released a thick fog that covered people's informants, but if he did not return for a long time, he was afraid that his arrogant subordinates and the rival city would be confused, and it would be harmful to his relatives. It is because Han Mulin must also rush to protect his wife and children before things get worse, and settle them down steadily, so that they can best get away from social vendetta and live a life of ordinary people with food and clothing.

And as a way to fill the price of his assassination of Han Mulin, and let Han Mulin go to help regardless of his previous suspicions, he was willing to assign his daughter to Han Mulin as his wife, and the dowry was half of his wealth and the "Warm Sun Treasure Jade".

Dr. Mo had already handed over Baoyu to Bidi's wife before they separated, pointing out that Xi was specially used for the purpose of bridal dress, so Han Mulin conceived for the sake of his life, and he wanted to marry if he didn't want to marry.

Of course, he also understands that his opponents and opponents are very strong, and his subordinates are not well controlled, so Han Mulin is now able to face it directly, for fear that it will be difficult to deal with the battle. Therefore, Peteri specially arranged two types of hypocritical status for Han Mulin in the dwelling, and left tokens and handwritten testimony letters and other goods in advance, so that Han Mulin could choose the identity that matched the drop. At this time, he still listed in the letter a list of confidants, suspicious elements, and enemies, and the need to concentrate on affairs.

At the end, as a proof that he kept this suicide note with all his heart, he attached the "giant man iron slave" and "cloud-winged bird" at the end of the drop of moderation and calling methods.

It made Han Mulin a little unreasonable, and the opponent faintly pointed out that Tie Nu was a soulless and soulless corpse dropper, just a walking corpse, and the original true soul had already been reincarnated, so there was no need for Han Mulin to be sad when he saw it. This makes Han Mulin a little confused, doesn't he seem to be an amorous person?

It's nothing more than that, even if you put aside the poisoning thing, in the face of such a large amount of property, it would be a pure lie to say that Han Mulin was not moved. I have always been very allergic to Ah Tu Di, but I am really interested in the Dr. Mo trade in the world. If you marry her daughter, this will also make Han Mulin at the age of the girl's spring, and she will have it in her heart