The villain is ill

"when--"

The bell rang, and it was time.

"Tianxuanmen, the 127th generation of disciples, personally introduced the ceremony of the door, open."

As the master's voice fell, a huge white stone tablet slowly rose from between the two huge spinning dragon pillars on the left side of the main hall. The names on the stone tablet were densely engraved, and they were all the current direct disciples of Tianxuanmen.

"This is the fire stele. All the direct disciples of this sect, except those who have ascended and fallen and rebelled, will be recorded on it. There are nine direct disciples this time. Please lead the disciples to come forward and engrave their names. Let's pay homage to the teacher."

Hearing Wuzheng's introduction, the hearts of the new disciples were filled with enthusiasm.

There are only the names of the direct disciples, and the names on the fire tablet are countless, which is enough to prove how powerful the Tianxuan Sect is, and there are only eight people present who can become direct disciples this time.

Eight people, you look at me, I look at you, and count the number of people several times, so that I can be sure that I remember correctly.

Yuan Qing touched Cheng Xuanqiu's arm, covered his mouth and whispered, "There are eight people, why would the head say there are nine people?"

Cheng Xuanqiu also half covered his mouth, "I don't know, maybe someone didn't come."

"Who dares to be late in the personal apprenticeship? Besides, I remember that there were only eight of us when we selected disciples."

"No, wasn't Chu Mo taken away by the elder brother alone? Look at the elder brother, he is looking out of the door now. And if it wasn't for the fact that someone didn't come, and the head of the sect had already spoken to pay homage to the teacher, how could no one move?" ?”

Reminded by Cheng Xuanqiu, Yuan Qing raised his head to look at Qingyue, only to see that he was staring at the outside of the hall, even the sect master, elders and other peak masters were in the same posture.

It fell into silence in the hall, and suddenly saw a person walking slowly outside the door.

The man was tall and tall, wearing a black robe, and he was talking with his head half tilted. From the inside of the hall, he could only see his well-defined side face, with half-tucked long hair falling down his shoulders. A small white hand was clenched in the palm of his hand, and in his arms was a six or seven-year-old boy in red.

Entering the main hall, Chi Wushang glanced around, and Fang smiled softly: "I'll let you down now, be good, let go of my teacher's hair first."

Chu Mo let go of his hand, and waited for Chi Wushang to put him on the ground before looking at the crowd, but found that there were hundreds of people in the hall at the moment, all of them were completely silent, except for the first elder who stood up, the rest of them lowered their heads and remained silent. Unable to understand, he stretched out his hand and pulled Chi Wushang's sleeve.

Chi Wushang took Chu Mo's hand, "It's nothing, the entrance ceremony should be quiet."

Chi Wushang's voice was not loud, but it was not low either, anyone with cultivation could hear it.

Wuzheng smiled wryly, and ran out to smooth things over, "Since everyone has arrived, the initiation ceremony will begin immediately."

Chu Mo followed Chi Wushang to the firewood stele first, and he saw Chi Wushang's name at a glance. There was no other reason, the main reason was that Chi Wushang's name was too conspicuous.

The fire stele is sorted according to master and apprentice. Today, twelve elders are in a row, and behind each elder there are dozens or hundreds of disciples and grandchildren. Only Chi Wushang's name is clean in front and back, and is engraved alone on the There, it was no wonder that it was so eye-catching, as soon as they heard that he was going to accept disciples, the other eleven elders all went out of the gate overnight to watch the ceremony.

Chi Wushang didn't take the sword, but stretched out his hand to draw a few strokes behind the word "Wu Shang", and a line of characters appeared immediately - closed disciple: Qing Mo.

Although Chu Mo didn't read much, he also understood what the closed door disciple meant. He couldn't help pulling Chi Wushang's finger, and Chi Wushang lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

As soon as Wuzheng's words of congratulations came to his lips, he was startled by the words on the tablet, "Junior brother, did you make a mistake? Aren't you the first disciple you accepted? Why did you become a closed disciple? Change it quickly. "

The elders also followed suit, "While it is still possible to change it now, quickly erase the words "closed disciples."

Chi Wushang turned a deaf ear and beckoned. A cup of tea that had already been brewed on the respecting platform fell into his hand. He bent over and handed it to Chu Mo, "Respect tea for Master."

Chu Mo was stunned, holding the tea subconsciously, before he could feel the heat of the teacup, Chi Wushang picked it up again and drank it down in one gulp.

Chi Wushang put away the teacup, "Li Cheng, fellow seniors, I will take my apprentice's farewell first, and the disciple's order will be sent to Linxiao Peak later."

After finishing speaking, he picked up Chu Mo again, and walked out of the hall calmly.

Until Chi Wushang completely disappeared from sight, everyone, especially the new disciples, were all stunned.

Yuan Qing choked out a sentence for a long time, "Is that Chu Mo?"

Cheng Xuanqiu said, "Yes, right."

Thinking of Chi Wushang's eyes when he just entered the hall, Yuan Qing shivered. In fact, except when he looked at Chi Wushang's side face outside the hall, since he met Chi Wushang's eyes, he never dared to look at him again. Looking up at him, "Why did he worship such a terrible master?"

At the same time, Huang Ying was standing behind Qingyue, looking at the direction where Chi Wushang disappeared with bright eyes, "So handsome, he really is the most unique villain in the novel."

Qingyue vaguely heard Huang Ying's words, but didn't understand, and asked, "Junior Sister, what are you talking about? What villain?"

Huang Ying quickly covered her mouth, her eyes dodged, "It's nothing, I'm happy for Mo Mo, the Supreme Elder must have a way to reshape his spiritual root."

Hearing that Qingyue was a little disappointed, he couldn't help being happy, "You're right, you will."

After Chi Wushang left, the introductory ceremony for direct disciples continued. The real introductory process was much more complicated than Chi Wushang's. The new disciples listened to the introductory training for an hour. He was exhausted, and even began to envy Chu Mo for leaving early.

But after Chi Wushang made such a fuss, within three days, the whole sect knew that the legendary supreme elder had accepted his apprentice, and that the first disciple was a closed disciple. For a while, there was an uproar in the sect, all talking about what kind of person Chu Mo was .

It is said that Chu Mo is a genius who is rarely seen in ten thousand years, and the Supreme Elder loves his talent eagerly, making an exception to accept disciples.

It is said that Chu Mo is a peerless beauty in the world, and the Supreme Elder is so fascinated that his heart is moved.

It is said that Chu Mo is a demon cultivator who seduced the soul of the Supreme Elder.

More and more outrageous.

Only some people dropped their jaws in shock after hearing that Chi Wushang had accepted Chu Mo as his apprentice.

Jinxia Peak, the residence of the outer disciples, the three are arguing fiercely.

"I remember very clearly that the villain in the plot has never accepted a disciple from the beginning to the end."

"I heard that he is a sick man. Maybe it wasn't written in the plot, and he may not be dead."

"But I've heard people say that this senior brother's name was Chu Mo before he started. Don't you think it's familiar?"

"..."

"...Isn't that the protagonist's name? How did the protagonist and the villain get together? And became the villain's apprentice? It's too magical."

"Okay, we've all passed through, what else can't happen in this world? We don't care how they get together, just sweep the floor, meddling is easy to kill, shut up and live a few more chapters."

Similar conversations were going on in many places, but Chu Mo knew nothing about it. After formally apprenticeship, he began to take a medicinal bath under the supervision of Chi Wushang.

This was the third day that Chu Mo was soaked in the medicine pool. Although the medicine boiled by many treasures from heaven and earth did not wrinkle him, the high temperature made him turn red all over. Especially the itching that radiated from all the internal organs and bones. Even if Chu Mo had great endurance, he wished to die on the spot when he first had the attack. If Chi Wushang hadn't held him back, he might have drowned himself in the water. In the medicine pond.

Now that three days have passed, with the effect of the medicine, the interval between attacks has been a little longer, and Chu Mo has gotten used to it, and he can barely stay awake when the effect of the medicine takes effect. Falling asleep, Chi Wushang called Huaqin, "Add medicinal materials at the third shift every day, and there are still seven days left in the medicinal bath. When the effects of the medicinal drugs kick in, the pain is unbearable. Be careful not to let him bite his tongue and loosen his fists. Please take care of him." If there is anything, please send me a message."

Hua Qin trembled, and replied: "Yes, Master Uncle, the disciple must take good care of Junior Master Uncle."

Chi Wushang was about to leave, so he turned his head to look at Chu Mo, and said, "The second room on the east side is the study, find some books to read to him in your free time."

Hua Qin hurriedly replied, "Okay."

It wasn't until Chi Wushang went out that Hua Qin raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead. Every time he talked with Chi Wushang, he always felt scared from the bottom of his heart.

When the effect of the medicine took effect again, Chu Mo opened his eyes and subconsciously looked in the direction of Chi Wushang, only to see Huaqin sitting where Chi Wushang was originally sitting, but Chi Wushang had disappeared.

Seeing that Chu Mo had woken up, Hua Qin hurriedly greeted her: "Little uncle, my uncle has something to do. He told me to add medicine to you every day, and let me read to you to relieve boredom. Do you have any books you want to read?"

Chu Mo gritted his teeth to resist the desire to hit the wall of the pool, took a deep breath, curled up tightly, and closed his eyes again.

This was the first time Hua Qin saw Chu Mo having a seizure. Although it was too late, he hadn't reminded him before, but seeing his pale face, eyes closed, and trembling all over, he still couldn't help but panic, "But why is it uncomfortable? I'll go to see my uncle."

Hua Qin stood up and was about to run out, but found that the hem of his clothes had been caught. He looked down at Chu Mo, but saw him shake his head slightly, and lost his mind for a while, "Don't you let me go to my uncle?" ?Can……"

'fine'.

Chu Mo wrote on the side stone of the medicine pool with the liquid medicine on it, and he took a handkerchief folded into small squares next to it, stuffed it into his mouth and bit it, and curled up again.

Only then did Hua Qin understand why there were so many folded handkerchiefs by the pool.

Looking at the crooked font written with potion on the edge of the pool, and Chu Mo's face that was completely different from that of nothing, Hua Qin struggled several times, finally squatted down again, and stretched Chu Mo's bleeding fist for him to pinch herself Feeling the strength that could almost break the fingers, he muttered softly: "I said, you child, why are you so stubborn?"

Chu Mo listened to Hua Qin's words, but didn't have the heart to respond. About two quarters of an hour later, the itching feeling finally dissipated, Chu Mo opened his eyes dying, and smiled at Hua Qin.

This smile almost didn't bring out Huaqin's tears. Since the first time he saw this child, he had never seen him live a comfortable day. It was nothing more than suffering from illnesses. Master, it's another big evil star, taking a dip in the medicine bath is painful, I don't know if it will work or not, and there are still seven full days to suffer.

What's even more helpless is that he still dare not say no to Chu Mo.