Mortal Cultivation Biography Chapter 5 Doctor Mo - Mortal Cultivation Biography

 

After a while, Han Li only felt his waist tighten and his body lightened, and his whole body suddenly rose automatically.

Han Li turned his head and looked at it, but it was the brother who was behind him holding him in one hand, while the other hand and legs quickly climbed upwards. Han Li also noticed that the sun was hanging high in the middle of the sky.

It turned out that he finally failed to complete this journey. Han Li felt a little sad. He was so desperate, how could he still be inferior to others?

In a blink of an eye, I reached the top of the cliff. There were only six children sitting cross-legged to rest in front of me, while Wu Yan was talking with a wealthy old man in his 50s who was wearing a dark blue robe and carrying his hands on his back. Hall Master Yue and Hu Fa Wang were both standing. Beside him, there were several people standing beside them, waiting together for the younger brothers to send the other slower boys up the mountain one by one.

After waiting for a while, all the children were sent up. At this time, Hall Master Yue took a step forward, facing all the boys solemnly.

“This time there are seven qualified people, and six of them entered the Hundred Forging Hall of the main hall and officially became the inner disciples of the main door.” He said slowly.

“The other person, Wuyan, was the first to reach the cliff and performed outstandingly. He was directly sent to Qijuetang to learn the unique skills of this school.” Hallmaster Yue looked back at the old man wearing a robe. The old man twisted his beard and nodded at him with satisfaction. Next head.

“As for the others,” Hall Master Yue looked at the rest of the boys a few times, and gently touched his chin with his right hand, then hesitated for a while and said:

“Zhang Tie, Han Li, although the two did not reach the top of the cliff on time, they performed outstandingly. It seems that they can endure the pain of martial arts. You two will first lay the foundation with a few instructors in this school, and then take an assessment half a year later. If you pass, you will formally become an inner disciple, and if you fail, you will be sent to the outer disciple to be handled as an outer disciple.”

Han Li glanced at another boy named Zhang Tie who stood up at the same time. He was the one who was hanging on the rope closely behind him and almost climbed to the top of the cliff.

“Guardian Wang, each of the remaining people will receive some silver, and they will all be sent home.” Hall Master Yue looked at the last remaining boy coldly.

“Yes”

Wang Hufa stepped out, respectfully leading the order, and led the boy who had not passed the test down the cliff.

“Zhang Jun, Wu Mingrui, you two will bring these passers to this hall, and hand them over to Vice-Course Master Gu and Teacher Li respectively.”

Two more young men came out with orders, divided Han Li and the others into two groups, and walked down the cliff. One of them was the cold brother. When approaching the cliff, Han Li couldn’t help but glanced at Wu Yan, and found that he was still talking to the blue-robed old man, showing no signs of leaving.

“He is not the same as you. He is the core disciple who was sent to Qijuetang. Once he has completed his studies, he will at least be a law protector.” Another slender-faced senior seemed to see the doubt in Han Li’s heart and took the initiative to understand. Confused, but in his words, there seemed to be a hint of envy and jealousy.

“It’s not because of having a cousin-in-law who is the deputy sect master. If he had not had a cousin who married the deputy sect master Ma and became Mrs. Xuanxian, otherwise he could still enter the Qijuetang if he was older than the entry requirement.” Cold brother What I said made people feel that there was a cold air rising from behind.

“Zhang Jun, you don’t want your life, the deputy sect master is also someone we can talk about indiscriminately. If other acquaintances hear it, neither you nor I can escape the punishment of repenting on the wall.” The slender-faced brother was surprised when he heard the words of Senior Brother Leng Leng. I hurriedly looked around and saw that there were no outsiders except these children, which was a sigh of relief.

The cold senior snorted coldly, as if he had some scruples in his heart, he stopped speaking. Only then did Han Li know that the cold senior was called Zhang Jun. Han Li seemed to understand what he said to them, but vaguely knew that Wu Yan was not the Qijuetang where he learned from real talent, but because there was a relative of the deputy head of the door as a backer, it was effortless. To get in.

Walking on the mountain road, the two seniors thought of some depressing things in the door, and no longer in the mood to speak, but silently led them forward, and Han Li and the others did not dare to speak in private. Talking inside, maybe they have vaguely realized the difference between Qixuanmen and home.

After passing through a dense forest, an old man walked slowly out of the woods. This man was more than sixty years old, tall and thin, with brown skin, but with white hair that grew to a shawl. The old man walked. He kept coughing respectfully. Seeing how hard he coughed, it seemed that he might fall down at any time, which was very worrying.

When Zhang Jun and Zhang Jun saw this man, they didn’t look worried. Instead, they hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully bowed to the old man.

“Doctor Mo, how is your old man, do you have to ask your disciples to do things for promotion?” Zhang Junyi reversed the cold expression on his face, his face was full of respect. For him, this old man is more worthy than the hall master or even the deputy master. Respect.

“Oh, is this a new disciple who just went up the mountain?” The old man finally stopped his cough and asked slowly in a hoarse voice.

“Yes. Among these people, there are six formal disciples and two registered disciples.” Zhang Jun replied carefully.

“I don’t have enough manpower now. I still lack a medicine refining boy and a medicine gathering disciple. These two will go with me.” The doctor Mo casually pointed at the two named disciples including Han Li, and his words were full of words. In an unquestionable tone.

“Yes, these two are registered disciples. It is the blessing of both of them to be regarded by you, Doctor Mo, but they are no more than a courtesy to Old Mo. If you can learn his old man’s medical skills, it will be your two’s life. The two seniors didn’t mean to object at all. The long-faced Wu Mingrui even slapped the old man’s flattery.

Han Li and Zhang Tie saw that the two seniors had no objection, and naturally they had no right to object, and followed the old man into the woods.

The old man led the two and walked slowly along the path in the woods, turning east and west, before his eyes suddenly lit up, and a lush and vibrant emerald green valley appeared in front of several people.

On the left side of the valley is a large field that exudes a strong fragrance of medicine. There are many herbs that Han Li can’t call it. At the same time, there are more than a dozen large and small houses on the right. Looking around, apart from the entrance, it seemed that there was no other exit to the outside.

“This is the Valley of Gods. Except for the disciples in the Valley, outsiders generally don’t come here unless they get sick or injured. You two will live here in the future. You will have a rest. Then come to the lobby to see me at night. I have something to say to you. “The old man stood in front of several adjacent houses and pointed to the smaller one.

“You can call me Lao Mo from now on.” The old man paused after speaking and said again:

“You can call me Doctor Mo.”

After speaking, Doctor Mo ignored the two of them, coughing step by step and walked into another big room with more grandeur.

Han Li was already exhausted, and regardless of another boy named Zhang Tie, he fell into a wooden bed in the room and fell asleep in a drowsy manner. To him, no matter what, he can be regarded as half a person. Qixuanmen disciple.

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