Chapter 16 The second level of Qi training!

"Brother Mo, we will be disciples of the Qixuan Sect from now on!"

Han Li's eyes were filled with joy, and he couldn't help but grab Yin Mo's arm and exclaimed.

Yin Mo looked at Han Li, who was soaked in sweat, patted Han Li's shoulder gently, and said with a smile: "Well, go back and rest first."

Faced with today's trial, Han Li, who was only ten years old, was naturally exhausted.

He threw himself onto the wooden bed and soon fell into a deep sleep.

There are many unused wooden houses here, and Yin Mo chose one close to the medicine garden.

The room was very simple, with nothing inside except a table and a bed.

Yin Mo took a short nap, and then Zhang Tie knocked on the door.

Zhang Tie handed over two hot steamed buns to Yin Mo.

"Eat quickly, Mr. Mo is calling us!"

Looking at Zhang Tie's innocent smile, Yin Mo felt a little warm in his heart and nodded: "Is Han Li awake?"

"I just gave him some steamed buns!"

Zhang Tie nodded and replied, "It should be almost finished!"

After finishing their meal, the three of them came to Mr. Mo’s room.

Inside Mr. Mo's room, there were rows of bookshelves on the walls, on which were placed all kinds of books.

"Old Mo!"

"Old Mo!"

Mr. Mo leaned back in the armchair, reading a book with great interest.

It seemed as if he was unaware of the three people's arrival and had no intention of greeting them.

After standing there for a whole incense stick of time, Mr. Mo put the book in his hand on the table and looked at the three people coldly.

Then he picked up the teacup, took a few sips, and said slowly:
"From now on, the three of you will be my registered disciples. I will teach you some common sense about collecting and refining herbs, and perhaps also some medical skills to save lives and heal people."

Mr. Mo had a blank expression on his face and put the tea in his hand down.

"I have a set of mantras for self-cultivation that I want to teach you three. Although it won't allow you to defeat the enemy, it will help you to strengthen your bodies."

"In half a year, I will only examine your practice of this set of formulas. If you fail, you will be sent to the outer sect as an outer sect disciple. Did you three hear me clearly?"

Mr. Mo's tone suddenly became serious, and it seemed that he attached great importance to this set of formulas.

"Listen clearly."

Yin Mo and the other two answered in unison.

Mr. Mo waved at the two of them, motioning them to go out, and picked up the book to read again.

in the days that followed.

In the morning, Mr. Mo taught them some medical knowledge.

In the afternoon, they were sent to a library to learn reading and writing and the twelve main meridians, the eight extraordinary meridians, and the locations of acupuncture points throughout the body with other boys.

Yin Mo had no objection to these.

Although the Black Dragon is very powerful, it can't provide any help to the human race in cultivation.

It is also necessary to learn some basic meridian and herbal knowledge.

……

Spring passes and autumn comes, and half a year flies by.

Yin Mo, Han Li and the other two stood in front of Master Mo, waiting for the test.

Mr. Mo's test was very simple, which was to detect whether there was spiritual power in the bodies of the three people.

Yin Mo was unable to practice the Changchun Gong, but he had practiced the Jifeng Jue.

Therefore, with the spiritual power in his body, it is easy to fool Mr. Mo.

In half a year, Yin Mo's cultivation had reached the second level of Qi training.

This is the terrifying aspect of the talent of extraordinary spiritual roots. You should know that at this time Han Li had only cultivated to the first level of Qi training.

In addition, Yin Mo also fully mastered the Wind Blade Technique and the Gale Spell.

It can be considered as some self-protection ability.

Even if he falls out with Mr. Mo, he is confident that he can kill him.

【Yin Mo】

[Realm: Second level of Qi training]

[Kung Fu: Gale Art (first level), Great Evolution Art (second level)] [Spells: Wind Blade, Gale Curse, Puppetry]

Looking at the attribute bar in front of him, Yin Mo was in a good mood.

Zhang Tie beside him was at a loss as to what to do and stayed close to Han Li.

Speaking of Zhang Tie, he is really an unlucky guy. He has three spiritual roots, but the only thing he lacks is the wood spiritual root to practice Changchun Gong.

Finally, he was transformed into a human puppet.

"Are you all ready? Show me the results of your practice."

Old Mo narrowed his eyes and looked at the two of them coldly while sitting on the armchair.

"Ready."

Han Li and the other two agreed reluctantly.

Mr. Mo slowly stood up from his chair and put the book that he carried with him all the time on the table.

"Hand out."

"Show me how to use your power."

Old Mo grabbed Zhang Tie's right pulse point with one hand and placed his other hand on Zhang Tie's dantian.

After a cup of tea, he withdrew his hands from Zhang Tie and looked Zhang Tie up and down carefully with an expressionless face.

Zhang Tie's face flushed red, he put his hands behind his back in panic, lowered his head, and did not dare to look at Mr. Mo again.

"It's your turn."

A hint of disappointment flashed across Mr. Mo's eyes, and he turned his gaze to Yin Mo.

Yin Mo was well prepared, and a trace of spiritual power slowly flowed out from his dantian.

The strength of this strand of spiritual power is equivalent to the first level of Qi training.

Old Mo stretched out his hand and grasped the pulse point on Yin Mo's right hand. Wisps of true energy flowed out from his cold and dry hand.

Mr. Mo is unable to practice and can only use his true qi to probe his spiritual power.

"what!"

Feeling the spiritual power in Yin Mo's body, Old Mo's eyes were filled with joy, and he couldn't help but shout out:

"Quick, run the formula again."

Even though Mr. Mo, who usually does not show his emotions, could not help but reveal a fanatical expression.

This left Han Li and the other man standing by stunned.

"Take your time. Let me take a closer look."

Mr. Mo then added another sentence, and his usually cold tone became urgent, and he placed his other hand on Yin Mo's dantian.

"Not bad, not bad, this is exactly what I want, there is nothing wrong with it. Haha."

After a careful examination, Mr. Mo could no longer hold back his laughter. He grasped Yin Mo's shoulders tightly with both hands, and his squinting eyes widened.

It was as if he was looking at a rare treasure in the world, and there seemed to be a hint of madness in his eyes.

Compared to Mr. Mo's excitement, Yin Mo pretended to be confused and stared at Mr. Mo blankly.

"You must work as hard as you do now in the future. From today on, you are my direct disciple." He let go of his hands and patted Yin Mo's shoulder to show encouragement.

Old Mo suppressed his ecstasy and waved to the remaining Han Li.

After sensing the spiritual power from Yin Mo, he no longer had much expectations for Han Li.

But when he put his hand on Han Li's wrist, he couldn't help but stand there in a daze.

Obviously, he didn't expect that two of the disciples he recruited would actually have spiritual roots.

Then he smiled and said, "It's God's will, God's will!"

"From today on, you are also my direct disciple!"

Because of Yin Mo's presence, Old Mo no longer had such a big reaction at this time.

"Mr. Mo, I..."

Zhang Tie, who was standing behind him, opened his mouth, his eyes full of pleading.

"You don't have the talent. After such a long time, you haven't learned anything. It's a bit of a stretch for you to be my disciple."

Doctor Mo kept shaking his head.

But suddenly, Doctor Mo seemed to have thought of something interesting, and looked at Zhang Tie with a strange expression.

"But I just checked your physique, and there is another method that is more suitable for you. I wonder if you are willing to learn from me."

(End of this chapter)