Mortal Cultivation: I, Li Feiyu, Cultivate Through Attributes

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  Han Li frowned.

   Feel like I'm in big trouble.

  This Li Feiyu is not at all like the rumored cool senior brother Li, but rather eccentric and slippery!

   Not cool at all!

  Facing such an old trickster myself, I feel that it is getting more and more difficult to deal with.

next time!

  Next time, it won't do any good, I won't save anyone!

  Mo Han's resentment deepened!

   But facing the initiator of resentment... Li Feiyu, he could only helplessly.

   It’s saving lives again, it’s another unknown formula leaked, it’s another painkiller...

   You can't turn your back on someone and offend a powerful guy for no reason, right? !

"what happened again?"

  Han Li was very impatient.

   This is the first time he has shown such emotions!

  Li Feiyu smiled when she saw it, and took out the cloth: "I don't understand a few things, I want to ask for advice."

   "Don't reject me either!"

   "I just want to...be brighter in the last few years of my life!"

  Han Li fell silent!

  Looking at Li Feiyu who had a desolate smile.

   sighed helplessly.

   shook his head.

   "Okay, but I can't guarantee that you can really learn it!"

   "Besides, this thing... is really useless, don't hold out too much hope!"

   "Look at me... I have already cultivated to the third level, and I still look powerless!"

   Listen to Han Li let go.

  Li Feiyu nodded calmly, but her heart burst into laughter.

  Han Li...is still young.

   At this time, maybe the old devil is the best time to deal with it? !

   I don’t know that hundreds of years later, in retrospect...

  Will the old devil suddenly realize that he has been deceived all along?

   Li Feiyu is looking forward to that day.

   Han Li's appearance at that time must be very interesting!

  Han Li's reassurance, plus, giving advice...

  Basically, the probability of ensuring that the first layer of Changchun Kung Fu is real is seven to eight.

  I read it again and again yesterday, and the doubts and puzzles in my heart were also resolved.

   Li Feiyu already had a rough idea in his mind.

  Old Demon Han was groping on his own at the beginning, and Mo Juren didn't even lead him in. Now he is led in by Han Li, and his understanding and practice of Changchun Kungfu has actually been accelerated to a certain extent!

   "Xiao Han!"

   Solve all doubts!

  Li Feiyu patted Han Li on the shoulder: "It's still the same sentence, I'll find you, Brother Yu!"

  Han Li: "..."

   "By the way, I have one more thing!"

   "..."

  Han Li went numb, and looked at Li Feiyu with resentful eyes.

  There is only regret in my heart.

  If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have saved Li Feiyu.

  Pure trouble essence.

   "You are Doctor Mo's disciple, you should be able to refine qi and blood pills, right?!"

  Li Feiyu turned a blind eye to Han Li's resentment, and talked about his own affairs: "I will take money from you, and I will take it at a premium!"

   "Don't refuse, you don't have a shortage, don't you have a shortage at home?!"

   "Is my elder brother going to marry his sister-in-law? Is my younger brother going to give me a bride price? My parents are going to get medical treatment? What about my younger sister? Is my younger sister going to marry someone else instead of a dowry? Does the in-laws care about it?!"

  A sequence of utterances.

   Silenced Han Li who wanted to refuse.

  Li Feiyu patted Han Li on the shoulder: "We went up the mountain, and it's hard to go home. If I can help a little bit, I'll pay a premium, that's my kindness."

   Finished speaking.

   Regardless of whether Han Li answered or not, Li Feiyu left with a pack of painkillers in his hand.

   He received a premium, and it seemed that he was at a disadvantage.

   In fact, winning is numb!

   A little bit of common money, got a little gratitude from Han Li, and brought the distance between them closer.

   Even off to a good start…

   Good head of the deal.

   Wouldn't it be easy to get the pill from Han Li in the future?

   Whoring for nothing is fine!

  Thinking of Han Li holding the palm sky bottle, cultivating medicinal materials, and working hard to refine alchemy, he would give himself a share.

  Li Feiyu's smile was bright.

  Towards the Outer Blade Hall, and go back to the disciple courtyard.

   Facing the greetings from his disciples from time to time, Li Feiyu nodded calmly while checking everyone's information.

   Still haven't found anyone with spiritual roots.

Ok?

   When he pushed open the door, a black line appeared in the yard—

[Zhao Ping—Grade: Little Fame, Spiritual Root: None, Age: 61, Shouyuan: 68, Internal Strength: Zhengyang Strength (sixth floor), Martial Arts: Thunderbolt Saber Technique, Thunderbolt Slash, Eighth Step to catch the cicada. 】

   Zhao Ping.

  A very strange message.

  But then, a bit of related information came to mind.

   This is his master!

  In the original book, it was only briefly introduced that Li Feiyu's master was an ordinary Dharma protector without even a name.

   But right now, memory is reminding him that sitting in the courtyard, the man with gray hair in his sixties is his master Zhao Ping.

   "Raddish!"

   Zhao Ping on the side heard the movement and looked over.

  Seeing Li Feiyu, a look of joy and worry appeared on his withered and yellow face.

   stood up directly, and strode over.

   "Master!"

  Li Feiyu calmly responded to the cheap master in front of him.

   Zhao Ping, who came over, grabbed his arms and asked with concern: "Feiyu, what's wrong with you? What kind of injury did you get?!"

   Li Feiyu froze for a moment.

Injuried?

   "Do you still want to hide it from me?!"

   "The people in Jubaotang have already told me that you exchanged thirty-seven bottles of blood-enriching pills at once yesterday!"

   "If you weren't seriously injured, would you need to replenish so much blood?!"

  Here, Zhao Ping was anxious and excited.

  Li Feiyu could feel Zhao Ping, and seemed to value him very much.

  Thinking about it, it's not surprising.

   Zhao Ping is quite old, but he is just an ordinary Dharma protector. He is actually a "good talent" when he is accepted as an apprentice. The younger generation in the school are all top 20 masters!

   Such and such, can it not be cherished as a treasure.

   No wonder, upon hearing the situation, Zhao Ping came directly to the door with worried eyes.

   Obviously afraid, something happened to my precious apprentice!

   "Master, I am not injured,"

   "It's just that I feel the bottleneck recently. I feel that it may be related to the lack of food when I was young and the lack of blood. I plan to replenish the blood, warm the bones, and hit the bottleneck again."

   Li Feiyu is a time traveler after all, she opened her eyes and told nonsense, and came up with a barely plausible reason.

  Zhao Ping listened and confirmed again and again.

   It was true that Li Feiyu did not look injured, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

   "It makes sense for you to think so!"

  Zhao Ping is just an ordinary warrior with low vision.

but.

   Zhao Ping seemed to have thought of something, took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, and handed it over: "This is Guyuan Pill, Guben Peiyuan, which also replenishes qi and blood, you take it!"

  Gu Yuan Pill!

   Li Feiyu raised his eyebrows.

  He inquired about it when he exchanged it yesterday.

  The best supplement of qi and blood in Jubao Hall is the blood-replenishing pill. If you want something better, you can only exchange it with Guyuan Pill, which can be exchanged at the elder level!

   "Take it!"

  Zhao Ping saw that Li Feiyu didn't move, thinking that he was a precious apprentice, and he didn't dare to accept him.

   Shove it over.

  He walked out with his hands behind his back.

   "I'll exchange a few more bottles for you!"

  (end of this chapter)