Chapter 15 Mr. Mo!
There were thirty or forty children crammed into the small carriage.

Yin Mo and Han Li sat in the corner of the carriage, quietly waiting to go to Qixuanmen.

Han Li blinked his big eyes and looked at Wu Yan who was surrounded by most of the children, his eyes full of envy.

Yin Mo's gaze fell on a child with a scar on the corner of his eyebrow.

Poor man Zhang Tie.

Qu Hun will accompany Han Li for a hundred years.

Five days later in the evening, the carriage finally stopped at the foot of Caixia Mountain.

Dharma Protector Wang of Qixuan Sect led his disciples down the mountain and placed Yin Mo and others in a wooden house at the foot of the mountain.

Yin Mo sat cross-legged with his mouth slightly open, slowly absorbing the thin spiritual energy in the air.

Suddenly, a chilly feeling emerged in the meridians.

Yin Mo's eyes lit up, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

Then he looked up at the air in front of him, and an attribute bar appeared in front of him.

【Yin Mo】

[Realm: Level 1 of Qi training]

[Kung Fu: Gale Technique (first level) Great Evolution Technique (second level)]

[Spell: None]

Looking at the attribute bar in front of him, Yin Mo licked his lips, feeling quite excited.

Next, you can practice wind magic to refine puppets.

Yin Mo, who possesses the second level of Dayan Jue, has a vast spiritual awareness that is enough to control hundreds of puppets.

Restraining his excitement, Yin Mo sat cross-legged and continued to practice.

The next morning.

Master Yue of the Qixuan Sect and several Qixuan Sect experts led everyone to a slope in a bamboo forest.

Master Yue stood in front of everyone and pointed to the road ahead:
"Take the bamboo forest path in front of you and you will reach the Qixuan Sect's Bone Refining Cliff. If you arrive before noon, you will become a disciple of the Qixuan Sect!"

After saying this, Master Yue turned to look at the rising sun and said, "It's getting late, let's set off!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere among the children suddenly became tense, and they were in competition with each other.

Yin Mo didn't care about the trial in front of him. He just wanted to go with Han Li.

After being accepted as a disciple by Master Mo, he waited for Han Li to pick up the small green bottle.

Then you can try to cultivate thousand-year-old spiritual herbs.

Ever since Mo Jiao’s strength broke through to level four.

Ordinary hundred-year-old spiritual herbs can no longer provide evolution points.

Moreover, the spiritual tree that gave birth to the red spiritual fruit has not yet died.

If Han Li could help raise it, the bloodline spirit fruit would be born again.

Thinking of this, Yin Mo's heart was full of anticipation.

Just as Yin Mo was stunned, some children had already rushed into the bamboo forest.

Seeing this, Han Li quickly tugged at Yin Mo's sleeve and said, "Brother Mo, let's go quickly, or we can't catch up with them!"

Yin Mo nodded, and followed Han Li.

The bamboo forest was very wide, and the thirty or so children immediately scattered as soon as they rushed into the forest.

After all, Han Li had never practiced cultivation. After running hundreds of feet along the mountain road, he was already panting heavily. Holding the bamboo in one hand, he walked up the mountain with great effort.

In this regard, Yin Mo did not choose to intervene, but walked quietly behind.

"Brother Mo, why don't you sweat at all!"

Han Li sat down on the ground, looking at Yin Mo who looked calm, and couldn't help saying, "Why don't you wait for me? Go up by yourself!"

"There's no need to lose the precious opportunity to become a disciple of the Qixuan Sect for me!" Yin Mo shook his head slightly and looked at Han Li deeply: "If I can't be with you, then it's better not to join the Qixuan Sect!"

After hearing these words, Han Li's eyes turned slightly red and he was deeply moved.

He couldn't help but clench his fists, insisted on getting up from the ground, and ran forward with big strides.

Looking at Han Li in front of him, Yin Mo smiled, shook his head, and followed him.

Unfortunately, even though Han Li tried his best, he still failed to reach the top of the mountain by noon.

When the two arrived at the cliff, the trial was over.

At the top of the cliff, six children were sitting there resting.

As for Wu Yan, he followed behind a wealthy old man who was wearing a blue official's robe and was about fifty years old.

Hall Master Yue and Protector Wang were standing beside the old man, whispering to each other.

As all the children were brought to the mountain, Master Yue strode forward and faced the boys solemnly.

"There are a total of seven people who have passed this time, six of whom have entered our Baiduan Hall and officially become our inner disciples."

"The other one, Wu Yan, was the first to reach the cliff. He performed outstandingly and was directly admitted to the Qi Jue Hall to learn our unique skills."

Hearing this, the old man in the official robe twirled his beard and nodded at him with satisfaction.

"As for the others."

Master Yue looked at the other boys for a few times, gently touched his chin with his right hand, and after a moment's hesitation, he said:

“Yin Mo, Zhang Tie, Han Li, although the three of you did not reach the top of the cliff on time, your performance was outstanding. The three of you should first lay a foundation with Zhang Jun in our sect, and then take the assessment in half a year!”

As Hall Master Yue finished speaking, a middle-aged disciple dressed as a warrior came up to Yin Mo and the other two.

"You guys come with me!"

Zhang Jun walked up to the three people with a cold look on his face.

While passing through a dense forest, an old man slowly walked out of the forest.

The man was over sixty years old, tall and thin, with a yellow face and shoulder-length white hair.

Yin Mo's eyes lit up. The person who came was Han Li's first life mentor, Master Mo.

When the middle-aged disciple saw the newcomer, he immediately bowed respectfully to the old man:
"Doctor Mo, what can I do for you?"

Zhang Jun's face was full of respect, contrary to his usual cold expression. To him, this old man was more respectable than the hall master or even the deputy master.

“Oh, is this the disciple who just came up the mountain?”

The old man finally stopped coughing and asked slowly in a hoarse voice.

"Yes. Among these people, there are six formal disciples and three registered disciples."

Zhang Jun was very respectful and bowed in reply.

Old Mo pointed at Han Li casually, and his words were full of unquestionable tone: "I don't have enough manpower, and I'm still short of a few boys who can refine and collect herbs. Let these three people follow me!"

"As you command, these three are registered disciples. It is a blessing for them to be favored by you, Doctor Mo!"

Zhang Jun was all smiles, and couldn't help but flatter him:
"Why don't you come over and pay your respects to Master Mo? If you can learn a few medical skills from him, it will be a lifetime fortune for the three of you!"

Mr. Mo glanced at the three people, nodded with satisfaction, and then walked towards the jungle on the left.

After twists and turns, the view suddenly became clear.

A lush, vibrant green valley appeared before their eyes.

On the left side of the valley was a large farmyard emitting a strong medicinal aroma. Many medicinal herbs that Han Li could not name were planted in the farmyard. On the right side, there were more than a dozen houses of varying sizes connected together.

Looking around, apart from the entrance, there seemed to be no other exit leading to the outside.

"This is Shenshou Valley. Apart from the disciples in the valley, outsiders generally do not come here unless they are sick or injured. You three will live here from now on. Go and have a rest first, and then come to the lobby to meet me in the evening. I have something to tell you."

The old man stood in front of several closely connected houses and pointed to one of the smaller ones.

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

(End of this chapter)