Chapter 7: Cultivation is Difficult

　　Han Li slowly retracted the energy flow in his meridians back to his dantian, this was the seventh great circumference cycle he had run in a row today, and he knew that his body had already reached the limit of what it could withstand, if he ran the next great circumference cycle, nine times out of ten, his meridians would rupture once again, and he himself would once again savor that feeling of a life that was worse than death. As soon as Han Li thought of the pain of his meridians rupturing, the always bold man couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat behind his back.

　　It had already been half a year since Han Li had been initiated, and the official initiation exams for named disciples had also ended more than two months ago.

　　Only a small portion of the named disciples were able to formally join the inner sect, and most of the disciples who were examined had failed to pass this hurdle, and those who didn’t make it past had to go down the mountain with packages on their backs to become outer sect disciples.

　　Most of these children who failed to pass would be assigned to the Gathering Treasure Hall and the Flying Bird Hall. Among them with outstanding points, it was expected that they would receive further training before they could be recruited into the better treated Outer Blade Hall. Of course, the best treatment in the outer sect was the Four Seas Hall, but unfortunately, the Four Seas Hall only recruited established figures in the martial arts path, so without a hand or two of masterful kung fu, it was a no-brainer, not to mention these milquetoast children.

　　When Han Li thought of what the other named disciples had been tested on two months ago, his heart couldn’t help but feel a little hairy even now.

　　Running in a circle around the Colorful Xia Mountain Range, which was more than ten miles in circumference, followed by team fighting with each other in a sparsely populated mountain forest, and finally having to resist a certain number of moves under the frantic attacks of those martial arts masters. All of these tests caused Han Li to feel a little bit of gloating again, which he couldn’t help but feel.

　　Han Li and Zhang Tie didn’t take part in these horrifying tests, and as Dr. Mo himself had said, they were only testing the cultivation of the two of them’s set of oral skills. However, this level was not as easy to pass as Han Li had thought. Until now, Han Li still remembered the cultivation situation clearly.

　　According to Dr. Mo’s words, this set of unknown recipes was divided into several layers, and Han Li and the two of them had only obtained the first layer of cultivation techniques, meaning that as long as the two of them were able to cultivate the first layer of recipes within half a year, Dr. Mo would count the two as having passed the barrier, and they would be able to become Dr. Mo’s official disciples, with the same good treatment as the other disciples of the Seven Mysteries Sect’s inner disciples.

　　And since Han Li knew from the mouths of others that there was a difference in treatment between inner disciples and outer disciples, he had completely thrown away the idea of muddling through this half year and becoming an outer disciple so that he could go home. For him at that time, compared to the matter of being able to receive more silver from the Seven Mysteries Sect and have it sent home, everything else seemed less important, because he was really scared of being poor when he was at home, and he knew that for every extra point of silver he received, the life of his parents and siblings at home would be one more point better.

　　After getting the recipe from Dr. Mo, Han Li stopped going out in the house and started practicing day and night, spending all the time he could on it. Because Dr. Mo did not give them any instructions on cultivation, Han Li could only fumble around on his own, referring to the way the other children practiced the Seven Mysteries Sect’s basic internal martial art, “Zhengyang Jin”, and comprehending the cultivation method on his own.

　　According to this cultivation method, after three months of painstaking cultivation, what surprised Han Li was: the speed of his own cultivation of this set of recitals was frighteningly slow, and he could only produce a trace of cool energy flow within his body after a lot of effort, which was so subtle that he could not find it if he did not look carefully into his body.

　　This is probably the internal true qi mentioned by the several instructors, isn’t it? Han Li naturally thought so.

　　However, listening to the other children who practiced the Seven Mysteries Sect’s “Zhengyang Strength”, the true qi generated within their bodies was a very obvious, hot stream of heat, whereas the one generated within his own body was a cool stream of qi, and the effect of the two after operation was even further apart.

　　The other children were able to break a bowl-thick tree with a single punch after utilizing the “Zhengyang Jin” true qi in their bodies, and jump more than ten feet in height; whereas after Han Li operated his own strange true qi, there was almost no major change compared to before he operated it. The only difference, one’s spirit seemed to be much more vigorous than before, and one’s appetite was also much better than before going up the mountain, but what was the use of that! Looking at the other children who had gone up the mountain together, Han Li became frustrated as they showed off their skills before his eyes.

　　This unexpected discovery almost made Han Li give up on his efforts over the past few months, he thought that his qualifications were too poor to pass Dr. Mo’s examination in the remaining days, and he even made plans to go down the mountain himself.

　　Accidentally one day, Han Li from together with the cultivation of Zhang Tie there know: Zhang Tie from the cultivation of this recipe to now, the body has not even the slightest change, no effect at all, not to mention the same as their own to produce a little bit of true qi.

　　The incidental knowledge of this matter, so that Han Li regained some of their own lost confidence, in the remaining days, and began the previous kind of hard practice.

　　No, doing it even harder and crazier than before.

　　Han Li now spent every quarter of an hour meditating and cultivating. At night when he slept, Han Li even began to maintain his cultivation posture in the hopes that he would be able to have a little bit more of a cultivation effect, but of course this crazy practice was only practiced for a few days before it died prematurely. The reason for this was that he didn’t have enough sleep to enable him to maintain his cultivation efficiency during the day.

　　What made Han Li feel puzzled was that since Dr. Mo had taught the two of them the recipe, he did not care about the two of them, and never asked questions about their progress in cultivation, or problems with their cultivation, as if he had completely forgotten about the two of them.

　　Every day, Dr. Mo hugged the book with three black characters on the book cover and read hard, as if the book really had a face like jade, and the book really had a golden house. At first, Han Li and Zhang Tie even thought that Dr. Mo did not intend to do to save lives of the doctor, and study hard to change the examination. Later, the two literate before recognizing the three words called “longevity scripture”, is a book on how to cultivate the body, prolong life.

　　At this point, the two realized, Mo Daifu is not trying to take the examination, but want to be as old as the turtle in the river, live for thousands of years.