About a quarter of an hour later, Li Jie silently came to the central hall.
At this time, Han Lizheng looked at the giant man who revealed his true face with red eyes. Although he and Zhang Tie didn't get along for a long time, their relationship was very good.
People you make friends with when you are young are always more memorable.
Hearing the footsteps next to his ears, Han Li wiped the corners of his eyes and threw a pamphlet over.
"Senior Brother Li, please take a look at this book first. It contains the follow-up to the nameless mantra. I'll go take care of some things first and I'll be back later."
After saying this, Han Li glanced at the giant man with a complicated expression, pinched a spell with both hands, and whispered.
"Brother Zhang, let's go."
The deceased should rest in peace. Han Li had not thought about leaving Zhang Tie's body for his own use, but after thinking about it several times, he finally decided to give up the restraint and let Zhang Tie rest in peace.
As soon as he finished speaking, the giant man started to move, silently keeping up with Han Li's pace.
Seeing Han Li's behavior, Li Jie nodded imperceptibly. He kept calling Han Li "Old Devil Han" in his heart, but in fact it was more of a joke.
The old devil with a little warmth is the better Han Li.
Cultivation to immortality is about longevity and freedom. If it is too cold, what is the point of cultivating immortality?
Finally become a lonely person?
Intrigue, suspicion, competition for resources, and treasure hunting are still there, but warmth is also there.
Seeing Han Li walking further and further away, Li Jie withdrew his gaze and focused on the pamphlet in his hand.
The Sutra of Immortality!
The words on the outer cover were obviously written by Mr. Mo. I casually flipped through the contents. Not surprisingly, the book contained the "complete book" of the nameless technique. The "complete book" that Mr. Mo obtained from Yu Zitong.
The book's space on formulas is very small, with only eight levels of formulas. The remaining pages are mostly Mr. Mo's analysis and speculation.
Obviously, this is what Mr. Mo prepared for his future self.
Once he successfully seizes his body, he can seamlessly change his identity and start practicing Changchun Gong.
Li Jie read Mr. Mo's thoughts at a glance. He had to say that Mr. Mo did have a few tricks up his sleeve, and most of the content he speculated was correct.
Even if there are occasional omissions, it does not matter to the overall situation.
Relying on a mortal body to achieve this level further proves Mr. Mo's talent.
At the same time, it also makes people feel more regretful.
On the other side, Han Li placed Zhang Tie under an osmanthus tree in the west of Shenshou Valley, looking at the lush branches and smelling the faint scent of osmanthus in the air.
A small stream gurgled by next to it, and the sight continued to the north, with rolling mountains ahead.
Surrounded by mountains and rivers, the place in front of you is a geomantic treasure.
"Brother Zhang, isn't the scenery here beautiful?"
"How about I bury you here?"
As he spoke, Han Li sighed softly. He felt that he was so stupid for talking to a mindless empty shell.
In the letter left by Mr. Mo, he bluntly told Han Li the identity of the giant man, and also told him the method of controlling corpses.
"Brother Zhang, dig a hole."
Zhang Tie practiced the Elephant Armor Gong before, and achieved some success. Even if his physical body is not as good as copper skin and iron bones, it is probably not much different.
Han Li had just left in a hurry and didn't take any tools, so he left the digging of the hole to Zhang Tie.
Digging a hole for yourself and then burying yourself can be considered a beginning and an end.
Not long after, a large pit appeared on the ground that was more than ten feet long and two feet wide. After taking a final look at the giant man who looked like a sculpture, Han Li gave the order with a sad expression.
"Lie down."
The next second, the giant man lay down in the huge pit with an indifferent expression.
"untie!"
Han Li performed several complicated spells with both hands.
The magic method to undo the corpse training was also left by Mr. Mo. He seemed to have expected it, and he specifically mentioned it at the end of the letter.
Once the corpse training is unbound, it can no longer be activated.
This statement seemed to remind Han Li not to worry about the giant man's body being stolen.
"Why."
Looking at the giant man whose frame was obviously slack, Han Li sighed again.
He sighed more today than he did in the past year.
The appearance of the giant man completely dispelled the doubts in his mind, but this result was not what he wanted.
Turning a living person into a corpse is a practice that is inhumane!
If, if he had known Juhan's true identity earlier, he might not have let Old Mo go so easily.
In order to cultivate immortality, Mr. Mo went crazy.
‘Should we catch up and completely eliminate this hidden danger?’
Han Li began to reflect on whether he had done something wrong?
After standing blankly in front of the pit for a long time, Han Li glanced at the mouth of the valley as if he had some enlightenment.
'next time!'
'You must take this as a warning next time!'
However, Han Li never thought that Mr. Mo had not gone far. According to his footsteps, he should have left Caixia Mountain by now.
But Mr. Mo is still near the Divine Hand Valley.
He is waiting for someone who doesn't know whether he will come.
Until the sun went down, there was still no sign of anyone. Mo Lao felt a mixture of emotions in his heart, he was both happy and a little disappointed.
He was lucky that Han Li didn't catch up with him. Ants are greedy for life, let alone humans.
He was disappointed that Han Li didn't catch up, a woman's kindness is too great!
If a person is not ruthless, he cannot stand firm!
From a single person to creating a huge foundation, Mr. Mo followed this formal law.
"Boy Han, I wish you will become an immortal soon."
Looking at the sunset gradually setting over the mountain, Mr. Mo sent a blessing in a low voice.
He, Mo Juren's path to immortality has been ruined, but Han Xiaozi's path to immortality has just begun.
After saying this, Mr. Mo raised his steps, but just as he was halfway up, he took them back again.
Just wait a little longer.
He had been waiting for more than two hours. Looking at the stars in the sky, Mr. Mo understood that he did not have to wait any longer.
Go back, go back to Lanzhou City, and use your broken body to finally clear the way for your family.
Although he looks ugly now, there is not much time left for him, and he can feel that the vitality in his body is gradually dissipating.
Even if he doesn't do anything, he won't survive until the end of this year.
Now that things have come to this, why doesn't he give it all and finally fight for his family?
Even if he dies, he will die in a glorious way, letting the people of Lanzhou know that Mo Juren, the Silver Demon Hand, is back!
Inside the God's Hand Valley.
Seeing Mr. Mo's posture change from rickety to erect, Li Jie already guessed what he wanted to do, and then he silently withdrew his gaze.
No matter how it is, welcoming death calmly in the brilliance is also a good ending.
Immediately afterwards, Li Jie and Han Li said hello and left the Divine Hand Valley. A lot happened today, and Han Li really needed time to digest it.
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