A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

At this time, Doctor Mo thought about how Han Li refused to let him close the door when he first entered the house. It seemed that the other party had already laid the groundwork to use the reflection of sunlight at that time. How could the other party be so thoughtful at such a young age? , set up such a careful and vicious conspiracy, so that he, an old man in the world, fell headlong into it and could hardly stand up. This man's deep scheming was really inconsistent with his age and experience. Could it be that this man was really a natural genius? Is the child prodigy reincarnated?

He thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.

After this setback, Doctor Mo became even more fearful of Han Li. He faced Han Li cautiously, and for a moment he did not dare to take any rash action again.

Han Li didn't know why, but he just stared at Doctor Mo without any intention of attacking. The two sides suddenly stopped and stared at each other.

After a while, in the awkward atmosphere, Han Li suddenly said something. This sentence made Doctor Mo stunned and stunned on the spot.

"Old Mo, let's make peace, or else I surrender, what do you think?"

After saying this, Han Li waved his hand and simply dropped the weapon at his feet. He showed a pair of white teeth and looked at Doctor Mo with a smile, looking like a simple and honest country boy.

"surrender?"

Doctor Mo thought at first that there was something wrong with his ears and that he had misheard the other party's words, but then he realized what he was saying. He looked at the iron awl discarded by Han Li, not believing it at all, and asked viciously:

"What the hell are you planning? Don't think that I will believe your nonsense. If you want to surrender, you can do it from the beginning. Why wait until you are fighting to the death to do this again?"

Han Li looked at Doctor Mo with a smile and said nothing, seeming to acquiesce in his accusation, and the two fell into a confrontation again.

After a while, Dr. Mo seemed to have thought of something extremely ridiculous. He suddenly bowed up, hugged his abdomen with both hands, and laughed loudly. The laughter was so smooth that tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes. come out.

"Haha! Ha! Haha! It's... so interesting. I forgot such an important thing, and actually got into an open fight with you... with you." Doctor Mo said vaguely amid intermittent laughter. He said unclearly.

Han Li frowned for a moment, but then he relaxed calmly. He glanced out the window, the smile on his lips grew thicker, and he said calmly:

"Mr. Mo, don't you think the delay between us has been too long? It's time to end this."

Doctor Mo was slightly startled and stopped laughing.

He slowly straightened up, kept a straight face, and looked at Han Li expressionlessly. After a while, he replied coldly:

"I also think it's time to end this."

The two people suddenly felt confident and had a good chance of winning. It was as if in an instant, they had found a trump card to restrain the other and make the other surrender.

After a moment of silence, Han Li slowly spoke first. He was full of confidence in what he had mastered and believed that he would make Doctor Mo give in and stop having other ideas.

"Mr. Mo, do you know that your life is in my hands?" Han Li opened his mouth, which shocked people.

"My life is in your hands?" Doctor Mo sneered, his face full of disbelief.

"Don't you feel something strange about your wound?"

"Nonsense, I obviously looked carefully, and there is nothing on your dagger..." Doctor Mo retorted, but halfway through his words, his expression changed drastically, and he remembered that it was not the dagger that hurt him, but the hidden sword. The pointed cone.

"It seems that I don't need to say more, Mr. Mo already understands what I mean." Han Li looked at the other party with a smile.

"So what, don't forget, I taught you your potion skills. I won't be able to cure any poison." Doctor Mo's face returned to normal immediately and he said calmly.

"Haha! I forgot to mention that the thing on my weapon is 'incense-wrapped silk'."

"Tang Xiangsi?" Doctor Mo exclaimed in low voice, obviously this was beyond his expectation.

"Yes, Mr. Mo must also know how powerful this medicine is!" Han Li joked slowly.

"Nonsense, how could you prepare this kind of poison? I've obviously never leaked a single bit of the recipe." Doctor Mo was still holding on, as if he still didn't believe what Han Li said, but from the results of the wound It felt strange, and he had already confirmed it in his heart.

Seeing that Doctor Mo still refused to give in, Han Li sighed and had no choice but to explain.

"Don't forget, your medical book was completely open to me back then. This formula was also included in a remote medicine book. If I hadn't read it carefully, I might have missed it."

Doctor Mo then recalled that when he first got this prescription, because there were too many types of medicinal materials and the steps were very complicated, he was afraid that he would forget something in the future, so he detailed the preparation method and the required medicinal materials. He copied it on a piece of paper and stuffed it into a book. Later, because too many things happened, he completely forgot about the note. Unexpectedly, Han Li now got an advantage and brought it to him. Such big trouble has come. "

"Let's sit down, have a good discussion, and shake hands to make peace!" Han Li said confidently.

With a snort, Doctor Mo ignored Han Li and tried hard to recall the production method and medicinal effects of "Tangxiangsi".

The name "Tang Xiangsi" doesn't sound scary at all. It even makes people think about it and associates it with some fragrant meanings. But its medicinal power is just like the lovesickness of an infatuated woman, which is unbearable and penetrates deeply into the bones.