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Chapter 5 Doctor Mo

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

    Han Li turned his head to look, but it was the senior brother who was following him holding him with one hand, while the other hand and legs climbed up swiftly. Han Li also noticed that the sun was hanging high in the middle of the sky.

    It turned out that he still failed to complete this journey in the end. Han Li felt a little sad. He worked so hard, why is he still not as good as others?

    At the top of the cliff in a blink of an eye, there were only six children sitting cross-legged and resting in front of them, while Wu Yan was talking to a rich old man in his fifties who was wearing a dark blue robe and had his hands behind his back.  Beside him, there were several people standing beside the two of them, waiting for those young senior brothers to send other slower boys up the mountain one by one.

    After waiting for a while, all the children were brought up. At this moment, Hall Master Yue took a step forward and faced the children solemnly.

    "This time there are seven qualified candidates, six of whom have entered the Hundred Forging Hall of our school and officially become inner disciples of our school." He said slowly.

    "The other person, Wuyan, was the first to reach the cliff, and he performed outstandingly. He was directly sent to Qijue Hall to learn his unique skills." Hall Master Yue glanced back at the old man in the robe. The old man twisted his beard and nodded at him in satisfaction.  down.

    "As for the others" Hall Master Yue looked at the other boys a few times, touched his chin lightly with his right hand, pondered for a while, and then said:

    "Zhang Tie and Han Li, although they didn't reach the top of the cliff on time, they performed outstandingly. It seems that they can endure the hardships of martial arts. You two should first lay a foundation with a few instructors in this sect, and then you will be assessed after half a year.  If you pass the test, you will officially become an inner disciple, and if you fail, you will be sent to the outer sect to be dealt with 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 also hanging on the rope and almost climbed to the top of the cliff.

    "Guardian Wang, the rest of the boys will each receive some silver and send them home." Hall Master Yue looked coldly at the last boy left.

    "Obey!"

    Protector Wang stepped out, respectfully accepted the order, and led the boy who had not passed the level down the cliff.

    "Zhang Jun, Wu Mingrui, you two bring these passers-by to the main hall, and hand them over to Deputy Hall Master Gu and Teacher Li respectively."

    Another two youths led the order and came out, divided Han Li and the others into two groups, and walked down the cliff. One of them was the cold senior brother.  When he was about to descend the cliff, Han Li couldn't help but glanced at Wuyan, and found that he was still talking to the blue-robed old man, and he didn't seem to move at all.

    "He is different from you. He is a core disciple who was sent to Qijue Hall. Once he has completed his studies, he will at least be a Dharma protector." Another brother with a thin face seemed to see the doubts in Han Li's mind, and took the initiative to understand  Confused, but in his words, there seemed to be an indescribable taste of envy and jealousy.

    "Isn't it because of his cousin's husband who is the deputy head of the sect? If he had a cousin who married the deputy head of the Ma and became Mrs. Suxian, or because of him! The age is beyond the entrance requirements, and he can still enter Qijuetang?  "The words of the cold senior brother made people feel that there was a cold air rising from behind.

    "Zhang Jun, you don't want to die. The deputy sect master is also someone we can talk about randomly? If other fellow sects hear it, you and I will not be able to escape the punishment of facing the wall and repenting!"  Surprised, he hurriedly looked around and was relieved to see that there were no other outsiders except these children.

    The Leng Leng senior brother snorted coldly, and seemed to have some scruples in his heart, so he stopped talking. Only then did Han Li know that the Leng Leng senior brother was called Zhang Jun.  Han Li seemed to understand what he said to them, but he vaguely knew that Wuyan did not rely on real talents to advance into the Qijuetang, but because there was a relative of the deputy head of the sect as a backer, so he was able to never stop.  Fee was able to enter.

    Walking on the mountain road, the two senior brothers thought of some frustrating things inside the door, and they were no longer in the mood to speak. They just led them forward silently, and Han Li and others did not dare to speak in private.  Talking here, maybe they have vaguely realized in their hearts that there are some differences between Qixuanmen and at home.

    When passing through a dense forest, an old man slowly walked out of the forest. This man was over sixty years old.  He kept leaning forward and coughing, seeing how hard he was coughing, it seemed that he might collapse at any time, which was very worrying.

    When Zhang Jun and Zhang Jun saw this person, they didn't look worried at all. Instead, they hurried forward and saluted the old man respectfully.

    "Doctor Mo, hello old man, do you have something to tell my younger brother??? Do it?  "Zhang Jun changed his usual cold expression, and his face was full of respect. To him, this old man deserves more respect than the hall master or even the deputy sect master.

    "Oh, is this a new student who just came up the mountain?" The old man finally stopped coughing and asked slowly in a hoarse voice.

    "Yes. Among these people are six official disciples and two registered disciples." Zhang Jun replied carefully.

    "I don't have enough manpower right now, and I still need a boy who refines medicine and a disciple who gathers medicine. These two people come with me." Doctor Mo pointed at Han Li and other two registered disciples, and his words were full of  unquestionable tone.

    "Of course, these two are registered disciples. It's a blessing for the two of you to be favored by Dr. Mo. If you don't come here to pay respects to Mr. Mo, if you can learn a thing or two about his old man's medical skills, it will be the best of your life for the two of you."  Good luck!" The two senior brothers didn't have the slightest intention of objecting, and Wu Mingrui, who had a long and thin face, even flattered the old man.

    Seeing that the two senior brothers had no objection, Han Li and Zhang Tie naturally had no right to object, so they followed the old man into the woods.

    The old man led the two of them slowly along the path in the woods, turning east and west, suddenly a bright light appeared in front of them, and a lush green valley full of vitality appeared in front of several people.

    On the left side of the valley is a large farmyard exuding a strong medicinal fragrance. There are many medicinal herbs that Han Li can't name, and on the right side there are more than a dozen large and small houses connected together.  Looking around, it seems that there is no other exit to the outside except the entrance.

    "This is the God's Hand Valley. Except for the disciples in the valley, outsiders will not come here unless they are sick or injured. The two of you will live here from now on. Go to rest and meet me in the lobby at night. I have something to tell you."  The old man stood in front of several adjacent houses and pointed to the smaller one.

    "You can call me Mr. Mo from now on." The old man paused and said:

    "You can also call me Doctor Mo."

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

    Han Li was already exhausted, and he didn't care about another boy named Zhang Tie. He fell into a wooden bed in the room and fell asleep drowsily.  Disciple of Qixuanmen.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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