Starting from Uncle Nine

Chapter 107
The dormitory of Qijuetang is not a small room, but a Datong shop. It is not a stingy door in Qixuanmen, who is reluctant to spend money to improve it, but has another deep meaning.

According to the meaning of the upper class, living in Datong shop can increase the relationship between brothers and sisters in the same period.

There were already ten people in the dormitory, they sat cross-legged on the bed together, chatting all over the place, and when they saw Jiaoxi Wang coming, they all jumped off the bed.

"This is a newcomer. His name is Jiao Jie. Let's get to know each other."

Jiao Jie is an adult, and he came to Qixuanmen to have enough food. Of course, if he can eat enough, Jiao Jie doesn't mind learning something, like being a hero or something.

The purpose is different, the vision is different, and Jiao Jie has no idea of ​​enmity with these little kids. Naturally, what they say is what they say, so in just two or three hours, Jiao Jie has perfectly integrated into it. Qijuetang No. 230 Phase II student group has joined.

Not to mention, Jiao Jie is quite popular, the main reason is that Jiao Jie never argues with anyone, what they say, Jiao Jie is what they say.

After all, Jiao Jie hasn't degenerated to the point of bickering with a group of children.

In Jiao Jie's class, many of them are the second generation of martial arts from the Qixuanmen. Jiao Jie has made a preliminary understanding of some of the details of the Qixuanmen through side-stepping these days.

In addition, according to Jiao Jie's understanding, these Qixuanmen are not bumpkins, but have a lot of origin.

This Qixuanmen was originally called Qijuemen, and it was founded by the famous Master Qijue 200 years ago. It once dominated Jingzhou for dozens of years, and even participated in several states close to Jingzhou.

In its heyday, even in the whole country of Yue, it was at the top of the list.

But it's a pity, after Master Qijue passed away, the power of Qijue Sect plummeted, and was even pushed out of Jingzhou City, the capital of Jingzhou, by other sects.

More than a hundred years ago, he was forced to relocate to the most remote place in Jingzhou, Xianxia Mountain. Since then, he has taken root and settled down here. He has been reduced from a leading power in Jingzhou Prefecture to a third-rate local small power. It has to be sighed A sound of impermanence.

As the old saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even so, Qixuanmen still controls more than a dozen small towns in the local area, with three to 4000 disciples, and is one of the two local overlords. The right to speak is quite weighty.

The other big overlord is an evil force called the Wild Wolf Gang.

If Qixuanmen is a gang that governs the world with the government, then the Wild Wolf Gang is a pure black and evil force.

The Wild Wolf Gang used to be a group of horse thieves who burned, killed and looted in Jingzhou. After several times of encirclement and suppression by the government, some of them were recruited by the imperial court, and the other part formed the current Wild Wolf Gang.

After more than a week, the annual admissions exam was finally over. They called it a trial, but in Jiao Jie's view, it was an admissions exam.

Qijuetang is a top class, and the inner hall is an ordinary class. As for the outer disciples, in Jiao Jie’s view, they are the scumbags in the last three rows. If the war starts, they will be cannon fodder.
The opening ceremony on the first day, uh. At least Jiao Jie thinks so.

Wang Chujue, the master of Qixuanmen, appeared on the stage in person, talking a lot of nonsense, brainwashing nothing new, why joined Qixuanmen, wealth and wealth are at your fingertips, and your family is proud of you, etc., listen to Jiao Jie The eyelids drooped.

After enduring Wang Chujue's long speech, school career finally began.

Qijuetang is divided into literary classes and martial arts classes.

Literary classes are about literacy and word breaks, and martial arts classes are about practicing martial arts.

Two hours a day for learning characters, two hours for learning the basics of martial arts, two hours for actual combat exercises, and the rest of the time for free activities.

No one is forcing you to practice here, whether you like to practice or not, the evaluation is waiting for you once every three months, and those who fail the evaluation will be directly expelled from Qijue Hall.

Jiao Jie has been working hard, practicing hard, and studying characters hard. Although he is not one of the top students in the class, he is still in the top ten.

Whether it is the meridians or the root bones, they are not of the same grade. Forcibly practicing to catch up, the only result is damage to the tendons.

Originally, life went on like this, but one day, the conversation of some Wu Erdai completely disrupted Jiao Jie's long-awaited mood.

In the second year of entering Qijuetang, during a practical exercise, a student in Jiao Jie's class broke the eye of another student, and blood flowed out.

Everyone was very worried, including the disciples of the second and third classes, who were also very worried.

At this time, a disciple named Wu Yan spoke up. I heard that this guy's family opened a martial arts gym, and his sister was the concubine of the deputy sect master. Originally, he was not qualified to enter the Qijue Hall because of the relationship with the deputy sect master. Only because of his high-level relationship, he was exceptionally promoted.

Wu Yan said confidently: "Look at all of you crying and mourning. What's the matter? Our Qixuanmen has a genius doctor! A genius doctor can do it, let alone one eye, even if it is a life. Pull it back in your hand."

"Miraculous doctor? What miracle doctor?"

"Of course it's Doctor Mo!"

Jiao Jie's expression on the side moved slightly, and then calmed down again.

"Doctor Mo? Why haven't we heard of it? Are his medical skills amazing?"

Wu Yan's brother-in-law is the deputy head of the sect, so he still has some understanding of some things in the Qixuan Sect, and immediately said: "Of course it is amazing! Our sect master, do you know? Our sect master was seriously injured and dying when he fought with others. Thanks to Dr. Mo's action, his life was saved, do you think it's terrible?"

"Wang Qing, if you want me to say that your attack is not serious, if Liu Ming's eyes are broken this time, he will hate you for the rest of his life?" Someone complained.

The half-old boy named Wang Qing refused to accept it: "I am practicing the Fenglei Saber Technique, and he is also practicing the Fenglei Saber Technique. I can't control the wooden swords colliding and the sawdust hitting his eyes? Even the instructor said Yes, it was an accident!"

"Then won't you work harder?"

"Let me be less energetic? Then why don't you tell Liu Ming to be less energetic? Liu Ming cultivates Mana Python Strength, which is much stronger than me."

When the two were arguing endlessly, they only heard a loud noise from the side.

"Boom."

It turned out to be Jiao Jie. Jiao Jie kicked over the copper basin for washing feet, walked barefoot in front of Wu Yan, stared at Wu Yan with a pair of eyes like wolf eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "What did you just say? You Did you mention Doctor Mo?"

Wu Yan was taken aback by Jiao Jie's sudden change, and timidly said: "Yes, yes, I said it, but isn't the topic just now over? Now we are talking about Liu Ming and Wang Qing"

A disciple next to him said: "Jiao Jie, we're done with this topic, you won't realize it until now."

(End of this chapter)