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

He appeared silently 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, he was physically and mentally exhausted, and his reaction was much sluggish.

Chu Li stretched out his hand to seal his acupoint, but he stopped, the acupoint of the body refiner was different from that of the martial artist, and it was likely that he did not perform a single palm, which inspired him to struggle violently.

"Ahem!" Chu Li coughed lightly.

Ding Weisong opened his eyes suddenly, his face changed greatly, and he got up and prepared to run.

Chu Li stretched out his hand and pressed him back: "You run out of oil, why bother in vain? Let's talk!"

"What is there to talk about?" Ding Weisong secretly urged the secret technique again, and when he wanted Chu Li to relax, he hit it with one blow.

Chu Li said: "Where is the White Tiger Yang Refining Diagram hidden?"

"What picture of the white tiger?" Ding Weisong was stunned for a moment, showing a puzzled look: "What did you say?

Chu Li smiled, this kind of performance was indeed very deceptive: "Then change the question, you have made a lot of money over the years, right?

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

Chu Li said with a smile: "Presumably, the silver tickets are hidden in a secret place, and the mechanism is set up, so you can only take it yourself?...... I don't think it's ridiculous to make so much money, if you don't spend it as soon as possible, and keep it for your retirement?...... 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 silver tickets?"

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 Inviting Moon Tower costs 100,000 taels to redeem herself, you, a famous master, are not inferior to the women in Invite Yue Tower, right?"

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

Chu Li groaned for a moment, stretched out his left palm, and said, "Five hundred thousand taels!"

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

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

Ding Weisong stretched out his hand into his arms, took out a stack of silver tickets, and handed them to Chu Li: "There are 100,000 taels here, you take it first, and pay the rest!"

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

Chu Li shrank and avoided it.

Ding Weisong closed his fist and shook his head: "Awesome!"

He sighed to himself, the best chance failed to work, and this surnamed Chu is also a cunning person!

Chu Li smiled: "Brother Ding, what you are doing is not authentic!"

"Okay, I'm convinced!" Ding Weisong sighed: "The silver ticket will be given to you, and I will get the next 400,000 taels soon." ”

"When will you get it?" Chu Li didn't take the silver ticket, and said with a smile: "Give it to me one piece!"

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

His face was now more and more burnt, as if he had been smeared with a layer of ginger juice.

The consequence of the Urging Technique was that his blood and qi were exhausted, and for a moment, he felt that he had to speak with all his strength.

Chu Li looked at the silver ticket in his hand and said with a smile: "This silver ticket can be stained with good things, so it's better if I don't touch it." ”

Ding Weisong reluctantly smiled: "Joke!"

"The silver ticket is smeared with poison, and the intestines are broken in seven steps,...... Brother Ding, where did you get the White Tiger Yang Refining Diagram?"

"What White Tiger Yang Refining Diagram?" Ding Weisong said suspiciously, "Could it be a martial arts secret?"

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

After that, a flash appeared behind Ding Weisong, the sword flashed, and the long sword pierced his neck, and Ding Weisong was killed directly.

If in normal times, Ding Weisong was successful in refining his body, and it was not so easy to pierce, Chu Li lured him to use the secret technique twice, his blood and qi were weak, extremely weak, and he had no resistance in the face of the sword.

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

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

Chu Li flashed in the depths of the woods, like a shadow flickering, and he was rushing to the place where Ding Weisong hid the White Tiger Yang Refining Diagram.

It was Feng Shicai, Feng Wen's father, and a famous martial arts tycoon who entrusted Ding Weisong to assassinate him.

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

It is estimated that the disciples of the Great Leiyin Temple are waiting over there, and they will wait for Feng Shicai to live for a while, and only then can they find the White Tiger Yang Refining Diagram and practice the Vajra Doom Divine Skill, so that they can hardly shake the disciples of the Great Leiyin Temple and kill Feng Shicai.

The end of the world consumes great internal strength, but the speed is extremely fast, and in the middle of the night, he ran more than a thousand miles and came to a big mountain.

The morning sun is exceptionally bright, and when you stand at the foot of the mountain and look up at the top of the mountain, you can only see the snow-capped mountainside, which is obscured by white clouds.

Chu Li was close to the end of the world, and soon came to a cave halfway up the mountain.

There is snow and ice all around, and it is as hard as a stone to step on, without the slightest softness of snow.

A cave was covered in snow and ice, no different from the surrounding ice walls, and he could never see it without knowing it beforehand.

He used his palm to break through the ice, entered the cave, avoided the mechanism, and then saw a simple stone couch and stone table, and white porcelain tea cups and dishes, and there were piles of dried meat and grain next to it.

This is Ding Weisong's hiding place, except for going down the mountain to do tasks, 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, sharpened it into a stick, and gently picked open the box, and a yellowed thin booklet appeared inside, which was the same as the secret book of the White Tiger Yang Refining Diagram that Chu Li had seen before.

Chu Li knocked on the popsicle, and the wooden box was broken into several pieces.

Drawing his sword, the tip of the sword lightly picked up the thin book, and landed in front of him.

On the cover is written "White Tiger Refining Yang Map" five big characters, gold hook and silver stroke, the handwriting is the same as the previous one, obviously from the same person's handwriting, but there is no book on it.

Chu Li knew that Ding Weisong didn't realize that what he was practicing was only the next volume, and he thought that the White Tiger Yang Refining Diagram only had six diagrams, even so, he only visualized one diagram, and the other five couldn't see clearly, and he had a headache when he thought about it.

This is because the spiritual power is not enough, and he is injured by the tiger's power, and he can't suppress the evil energy and power of the white tiger, so he can't visualize and cultivate.

Chu Li quickly finished reading the six pictures, thoughtfully, and directly stood in place to contemplate, the twelve pictures flashed one by one, and finally flashed faster and faster, and suddenly disappeared, and his mind was dark.

Chu Li was calm and unmoving, and the wisdom of the big circle mirror made him calm and calm, only quietly contemplating, even if his mind was dark, he was still not impatient.

"Woo......" A long roar sounded.

His entire body trembled with the sound, and there was a surging power in the void, the previous cultivation was just like a filament, but now it formed a torrent, and it penetrated into the body in a brutal and domineering manner, as if the flesh and blood were washed away, and the bones were crushed.

The pain came like a wave of the sea, 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 his mind shone brightly, and a white tiger ten times larger appeared, the tiger's claws stepped on the void, and the fur kept moving, as if a strong wind was passing by.

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

The huge white tiger made one action after another in the void, a total of twelve movements, and the momentum was overwhelming.

The pain that had been cut by a thousand knives suddenly disappeared, his body was warm, and the arrogant and domineering power in the void seemed to turn into a hot spring, warming his body.

Chu Li opened his eyes and looked down to see that his clothes were already soaked, and there was a pungent smell all over his body, and he felt nauseous.

He hurriedly took off his clothes and ran directly to the snow outside and rolled, leaving black 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, and then wrapped the silver ticket and floated down the snowy mountain.