Chapter 82

When I returned to the Duke's Mansion, it was not yet noon, and the return speed was a little faster than when I went there. The White Tiger Alchemy Yang Diagram is really amazing.

He got 600,000 taels of silver, and his wallet bulged again.

Xueling cooked a few dishes as usual, and warmed him a pot of wine.

Chu Li's stomach was empty, he ate very well, and felt at home.

He was sitting in the kiosk enjoying his meal, when the door of the little courtyard was pushed open, Suru's apricot-yellow blouse fluttered into the kiosk with a refreshing fragrance, her bright eyes were like stars, and she stared at him fiercely.

Chu Li smiled in surprise, "Sir, do you want to eat together?"

"Chu Li!" Suru snorted with a tight jade face.

Chu Li said, "What about Ding Weisong?"

Suru said angrily: "How did you promise me!"

"Boss, listen to my explanation?" Chu Li looked at her with a smile.

"Speak!" Suru snorted, "See how you argue!"

Chu Li smiled and said, "If I say that Ding Weisong was not hired by me, will the manager believe me?"

"who?"

"Feng Shicai!"

"He—?" Suru narrowed her eyes and snorted, "Is he so bold?"

Although Feng Shicai is a martial arts tycoon and a natural master, to the Duke's House, killing him is no different from trampling an ant to death.

Chu Li is a member of the Duke's Mansion. If he is really about to die, how can the Duke's Mansion not investigate him? It seems that he is sure that the Duke's Mansion will not find Ding Weisong, nor him!

"Boss, don't underestimate the people in the martial arts. They are full of blood and blood. Feng Wen died at my hands. How could Feng Shicai bear it?"

"Well, he only has one son." Suru believed Chu Li's words.

Feng Shicai is a smooth old guy, but no matter how smooth he is, there are Nilins. Feng Wen is his only son, no matter how incompetent he is, he is still a son, but he was slaughtered by Chu Li.

The white-haired man sent the black-haired man, she could understand the pain to a certain extent, Feng Shicai was concerned about the status of the Duke of Chu Li, so he couldn't do it himself, and killing people with a knife was a matter of course.

"Ding Weisong really invited him?"

Chu Li nodded vigorously: "It's absolutely true!"

"This one's surname is Feng!" Suru pursed her red lips tightly and snorted heavily.

Even though he understands the pain of losing his son, he must not forgive someone for killing the guards of the Duke's Mansion, and the fifth-rank guards, otherwise, what is the majesty of the Duke's Mansion?

Chu Li said: "Don't be in a hurry to deal with him. With him around, he can also attract people from Daleiyin Temple."

He estimated that the disciples of the Great Leiyin Temple would still set up a net there, and wait for him to deliver it to his door. In this way, the disciples of the Great Leiyin Temple would be restricted, and he would be freer.

"Does Ding Weisong have the White Tiger Alchemy Sun Map?" Suru smiled.

Chu Li nodded slowly.

Suru's bright eyes widened, and she asked in amazement, "Really?"

Chu Li said: "He practiced the White Tiger Alchemy Yang Picture, but unfortunately, he only practiced one, otherwise it would not be so useless."

"Ding Weisong is already very powerful, and he can escape with the cooperation of you and Zhao Ying." Suru said, "Zhao Ying is a natural master now!"

Chu Li said: "The White Tiger Alchemy Yang Tu is very wonderful. It's embarrassing for him to practice like this. Miss, do you want to write a book?"

Suru shook her head: "Miss is not interested in this."

Chu Li said with a smile: "The two volumes of White Tiger Alchemy Yang Tu are not a secret book at all. If you practice in the first volume, you can't practice anything at all."

Suru asked curiously: "Is it because I can't get into the first book because it's not complete?"

Chu Li said: "If you can't practice the first volume, it's better not to practice it. The full volume is more demanding. If I am weaker in Buddhism, I will be driven crazy by it. Dividing it into two volumes is also the compassion of the seniors of Baihudong. "

"So..." Suru became more and more curious.

Chu Li smiled: "Xue Ling, take care of me with pen and ink!"

"Yes." Xueling stood by and listened quietly, refilling tea for the two of them from time to time.

She brought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, polished the ink with bare hands, and handed the pen to Chu Li when she was done.

Chu Li swiped his brush to paint, and he drew six pictures of tigers in one go. On each piece of paper, a white tiger appeared vividly on the paper, with different postures and lifelike.

Chu Li put down his pen and looked at Suru with a smile: "Boss, these are the six pictures."

"Your drawing skills are good." Suru praised, stared at the six pictures of tiger opera, and then closed her eyes.

"Ah!" She cried out suddenly, covering her head.

Chu Li watched with a half-smile.

It took Suru a long time to put down her hands, her face was pale, and her demeanor was a little weak: "What's going on?"

Chu Li said: "How does it feel?"

"When I visualized the first picture, it was as if my head was about to split."

"You don't have enough energy, don't force yourself."

"Okay," Suru sighed, and gave up: "Then you should concentrate on practicing, and practice the Vajra Duering Divine Art early, so you won't be afraid of those stinky monks when you go out!"

Suru waved her hand, twisted her waist and left gracefully.

——

The night is like water.

Chu Li had practiced the White Tiger Alchemy Yang Picture twice in the house, and then got up and went to the small courtyard to practice the Vajra Escape Magic Kungfu. After seventy-two movements, he seemed to be able to hear the blood gurgling in his body.

Vajra Duer's magical power has taken a big step forward.

The effect of the White Tiger Alchemy Yang Diagram is extremely strong, but he is also faintly worried that he does not know when it will fail.

The four Daleiyin Temple disciples who were killed didn't know how to practice the Vajra Duer Divine Art, after all, no one in the temple has practiced it.

Twice the White Tiger Alchemy Yang Picture, once the Vajra Duering Divine Kung Fu, he went in and out of the house, in and out, and practiced for a whole day, until the evening of the next day, a golden glow suddenly flashed on his body, like a golden statue. Standing proudly in the setting sun.

Xue Ling stared blankly at him.

Chu Li clenched his fist and laughed.

Xueling hurriedly said: "My lord, have you mastered it?"

Chu Li flicked his wrist, turned his arm, and said with a smile, "Only the second level!"

"Then congratulations, young master." Xue Ling praised.

She had seen with herself how much Chu Li had suffered and how much he had been beaten, and now that she finally lived up to her painstaking efforts and practiced the second level, she had to work harder.

Chu Li stopped laughing. The next level is tendon training. Once trained, his strength will increase greatly and his speed will be faster. Maybe he can compete with the innate masters of Daleiyin Temple.

"Xue Ling, stab me with the sword in the kiosk."

"……yes."

Xueling took down the sword hanging from Zhu Zhu, jumped out of the small pavilion, landed in front of Chu Li, stabbed him on the shoulder with the sword.

"Ding..." There was a clang of gold and iron, but the tip of the sword couldn't penetrate.

Chu Li smiled: "Keep working harder!"

"Ding..." Xueling strengthened her hand.

"Ding...ding...ding..." Xueling stabbed ten times in one breath.

The force was getting bigger and bigger, and at the end, even though I tried my best, I still couldn't break Chu Li's skin!