Chapter 15

Doctor Mo was very satisfied that Han Li could spend all his time on cultivation.

But he was still dissatisfied with his cultivation progress of the nameless formula.

In recent years, the illness on Doctor Mo's body seemed to have become more severe. The number of times he coughed every day became frequent, and the time he coughed became even longer.

With the deterioration of his physical condition, Doctor Mo seemed to be even more concerned about Han Li's cultivation progress. From the words he repeatedly urged him with, one could hear the anxiety in his heart.

Doctor Mo should attach great importance to Han Li. Not only was the silver he issued according to the agreement much more than that of ordinary disciples, but the gaze he looked at him with at ordinary times was also very peculiar, just like looking at a rare treasure, protecting it with great care.

But Han Li, who had practiced the formula to the third layer, had very keen senses. Inadvertently, he discovered that behind these cordial and caring gazes, there was occasionally a trace of greed and longing that made Han Li uneasy.

These expressions made Han Li's hair stand on end. He always felt that Doctor Mo, who revealed these expressions, didn't look at him like a living person, but like looking at an object.

This made him a bit confused. Was there anything he had that Doctor Mo wanted?

Of course not, he gave himself a definite answer.

Han Li sometimes even thought that he was a bit allergic to practicing martial arts and was slandering Doctor Mo in secret, which was truly a bit ungrateful.

However, he didn't know why, but in the most hidden place in his heart, he still kept a share of precaution against Doctor Mo, and as time passed, this precaution became even stronger.

Now a major problem appeared before Han Li. He encountered a bottleneck in cultivation, and what was even worse was that with Han Li's massive cultivation and medicine taking over these years, the precious medicines in Doctor Mo's hands had been exhausted.

It was very clear that Han Li was not some genius. Without the assistance of medicine, his cultivation progress completely stagnated.

This made Han Li feel very ashamed when facing Doctor Mo.

Doctor Mo had almost used all his heart's blood and family wealth on him, creating the best cultivation conditions for him, but he couldn't satisfy his requirements.

This made Han Li feel that he couldn't face Doctor Mo, couldn't face his constant eager inquiries.

Very strangely, he didn't know why, but Doctor Mo, who had high martial arts, couldn't perceive the detailed situation of Han Li's cultivation and could only learn a thing or two about his progress from taking his pulse, so he hadn't known about the predicament Han Li was facing during these days.

Not long ago, the uneasy Han Li finally confessed his cultivation situation to Doctor Mo.

Hearing that Han Li hadn't improved in the formula for a year, Doctor Mo's sallow complexion turned a bit pale, and his face, which had no expression, became even uglier.

Doctor Mo didn't blame him, only telling him that he wanted to go down the mountain for a period of time to find some medicinal herbs, telling him to practice hard on the mountain and not relax his formula cultivation.

Two days later, Doctor Mo left the Profound Heaven Sect alone with his luggage and medicine-gathering tools.

After he left, only Han Li was left in the entire Divine Hand Valley.

Another senior brother and good friend, Zhang Tie, had suddenly disappeared two years ago when he practiced the "Elephant Armor Skill" to the third layer. He only left a farewell letter saying he was going to venture into the martial arts world, which caused a huge uproar in the entire Profound Heaven Sect. Later, it was heard that Doctor Mo came forward to plead for him, which didn't implicate his recommender and family relatives. This made Han Li feel it was too sudden and he felt sad for several days. Later, thinking about it, he vaguely felt something was wrong, but he was young and had little say, and no one asked him, so this matter was left unsettled. Later, Han Li guessed, could Zhang Tie be afraid of the cultivation of the fourth layer of the "Elephant Armor Skill" and secretly slipped away?

Practicing in the valley for a few days without any effect, and Han Li was also a child, so he walked out of Divine Hand Valley and strolled around Colorful Cloud Mountain.

Walking on these mountain roads that were both familiar and a bit strange, Han Li felt a bit of emotion in his heart.

During these few years, for the sake of cultivation, Han Li had lived like a prisoner, never walking out of the small mountain valley once.

It was estimated that the fellow disciples outside had long forgotten Han Li, this junior brother, completely.

On the road, he met some disciples patrolling the mountain. Seeing him wearing the sect's uniform but having an unfamiliar appearance, they all came forward to question him vigilantly, making him explain for a long time before he could get away.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Han Li simply chose small paths and walked toward quiet places, avoiding crowded places.

Sure enough, along the way, there were no more annoying interrogations, allowing him to walk further and further away freely.

Looking at these beautiful sceneries that were completely different from those in the valley, listening to the chirping sounds of various small birds, for a time, all worries were thrown behind his head by Han Li.

Suddenly, sounds of weapon clashes and the sounds of many people shouting and cheering were faintly heard from under a relatively hidden cliff.

Such a remote place! So many people gathered together! And such explosive sounds!

Han Li's curiosity was aroused. He was no longer afraid of anyone questioning him and chased after the fighting sounds, coming to the vicinity of this cliff.

What a big scene! He couldn't help but be slightly stunned and startled.

Under this mountain cliff completely covered by trees, a full hundred people were gathered there. This not-too-large place was crowded with so many people, and even on several larger trees nearby, there were a few people standing on the branches, looking out from there.

In the circle surrounded by so many people, two waves of people were confronting each other full of hostility.

The people on the left were the most numerous, with eleven or twelve people, while the right side was fewer, with six or seven people.

Han Li discovered that all these people, whether they were onlookers or those in the field, were about the same age as him, all in their teens.

A trace of a smile appeared on Han Li's face. What a coincidence!

Among so many people, he easily recognized several familiar old faces.

"Wan Jinbao, Zhang Dalu, Ma Yun, Sun Lisong... Yi! Wang Dapang is even fatter than before. It's truly not a loss that his family is a cook; he's well-fed and well-raised! This person is, is Liu Tietou, Ze! Ze! The black charcoal head from before has actually turned into a fair-faced youth!" Han Li also climbed a tree and conducted a roll call on the familiar faces below.

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