Chapter 62

Time flew by, and three years passed just like that!

Han Li didn't make any progress in martial arts, but with Zhang Tie around, Han Li wouldn't be bullied.

And Li Li Feiyu...

In three years, Han Li, Li Li Feiyu, and Zhang Tie interacted with each other and built a deep friendship.

Although Han Li didn't have any improvement in martial arts, his medical skills were very good...

However, just on this day...

While Han Li was practicing, he was suddenly awakened by the wind blowing the doors and windows outside.

Just as he was about to close the window, he saw a flash of green light in the forest!

Han Li didn't understand what it meant, so he hurried to check, and then, in a tree hole, he found a small green bottle emitting green light!

That small green bottle was palm-sized, glowing, and very strange!

Han Li was a bit surprised and wanted to check carefully. At this time, it started raining, so he hurried back to the room, wanting to share the treasure he found with Zhang Tie!

However, when he pushed the door open, where was Zhang Tie's shadow?

"Zhang Tie...?" Han Li was a bit dazed, calling Zhang Tie's name.

But Zhang Tie, where was the response?

God knows where this Zhang Tie ran off to...

Finally, he found a bead in the bamboo forest.

He even saw a bloody handprint on the bamboo!

Zhang Tie had been harmed!

This thought appeared in his mind, and looking at the bloody handprint, his pupils shrank!

Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, given the situation at the scene, did it need explaining?

He returned to his residence in a daze.

Doctor Mo hadn't returned, and he couldn't go find Zhang Tie alone, so he could only stay here, waiting for Doctor Mo to return...

Time flew by, and another three months passed.

Han Li had been worried about Zhang Tie until this day, when Doctor Mo returned...

Han Li hurried to ask.

"Zhang Tie, he..." Han Li hadn't finished asking.

But unexpectedly, Doctor Mo sighed and said: "I know, Zhang Tie is gone, he went home! I often heard him say he was homesick before, and sure enough, he went back!"

"This..."

Han Li was a bit hesitant.

Over the past few years, he naturally knew exactly what kind of personality Zhang Tie had.

Was Zhang Tie homesick?

He didn't want to go home at all, okay!

Now Doctor Mo was actually saying this...

This couldn't help but make Han Li suspicious...

But for a moment, he didn't know what to say...

"It seems that now there are only the two of us left... Oh, right, there's also him..."

Doctor Mo said, pointing to the door!

At this time, they saw a guy wearing a black robe and a bamboo hat, with his face completely covered, appear.

Doctor Mo said: "His name is Iron Slave, I invited him to protect us!"

"Iron Slave..." Han Li hesitated...

"Come over, let me see if you have made any progress!" Doctor Mo said.

Han Li could only step forward as told.

Taking advantage of the moment Doctor Mo was checking, Han Li glanced and saw the string of prayer beads on Doctor Mo's hand...

The top of the prayer beads was missing one!

This bead...

Han Li's pupils shrank. He instantly thought of the bead he found on the night Zhang Tie disappeared; it was exactly the same as the string of beads in Doctor Mo's hand, and Doctor Mo's string of beads was missing one...

That is to say, there was a 90% possibility that Zhang Tie's disappearance was because of Doctor Mo!

"Um, sorry, Master, during the time you were away, I didn't make any progress..." At this time, Han Li sighed, and at the same time, hurried to hide the bead!

Because of Han Li's cultivation level, Mo Mo Juren naturally didn't notice...

He just had a cold look in his eyes.

Han Li's cultivation speed did indeed make him a bit disappointed...

However...

"Forget it..."

Doctor Mo sighed, and then asked: "Han Li, how old do you think I am this year?"

How old?

Han Li looked at Mo Mo Juren's old face, with his beard and hair somewhat white, shook his head, and subconsciously guessed: "Over seventy?"

"Hehe..."

Mo Mo Juren sneered and said gloomily: "I am thirty-seven this year!"

Thirty-seven years old!

Han Li's pupils shrank.

Thirty-seven years old, and he had aged like this?

Why?

Han Li didn't understand, and soon, he heard Mo Mo Juren's explanation...

He was once a powerful martial arts expert.

But unexpectedly, he was plotted against by others and was poisoned.

Fortunately, his medical skills were excellent, and he saved his life, but he also became like this.

Unless someone could use the Changchun Technique to open his acupoints, he wouldn't be able to recover!

Before, Mo Mo Juren had even found hundreds of people to practice the Changchun Technique, but not a single one succeeded.

Until Han Li appeared!

Han Li could not only guide Qi into his body but could also officially start cultivating!

This gave Doctor Mo hope!

"So that's how it is?" Han Li was a bit dazed.

"I didn't expect that you haven't practiced to the fourth level after three years. This time, when I went out to collect herbs, I encountered a strong enemy, and now, I have less than a year left to live, sigh..." Mo Mo Juren sighed.

"But I have tried my best! I don't know when the fourth level can be practiced." Han Li was also helpless.

In three years, practicing to the third level was already good; as for the fourth level...

He didn't even know how to practice it!

"It won't be long!"

Mo Mo Juren sneered, suddenly picked up the teacup beside him, and said lightly: "As long as you drink this cup of water, you will be like me, with only one year left to live! Within a year, if you can practice the Changchun Technique to detoxify me, I will give you the antidote to keep you safe!"

"This..."

Han Li's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously took two steps back, wanting to refuse.

"Hehe, do you think you have a choice?" Mo Mo Juren sneered and looked at the Iron Slave.

The Iron Slave stood behind Han Li, and a powerful sense of oppression came.

Han Li's face turned black.

Yes, he had no choice at all.

He could only drink it!

Until this moment, he finally saw Doctor Mo's true face.

In order to detoxify...

In order to live!

The help in the past was just for a return.

For someone like Mo Mo Juren, let alone not helping and dying, even if he helped, he would still die!