The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

"Master Nine... Master Nine..."

The dry voice of the girl brought back Han Chujiu's thoughts.

He looked at Mu Yan, and his face immediately showed a smile that he believed to be "kind and kind", but in fact a cute and soft smile: "Good boy, what's the matter?"

"Master Jiu, have you been to the Jiuli tribe?"

Han Chujiu was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "I have been, I have been. However, I only went once."

Suddenly, his expression froze and he looked at Mu Yan seriously, "Are you planning to go to the Jiuli tribe?"

Just as Mu Yan was about to nod, she heard Han Chujiu suddenly raise her volume, "No, absolutely not! With your current cultivation base, going to the Jiuli tribe is tantamount to death!"

Mu Yan was stunned, "What kind of place is the Jiuli Tribe? Why is it equal to death if you go there? Isn't there anything that can be done with the third brother's curse skills?"

Han Chujiu snorted coldly, and squinted at Chu Moli, "I admit that this kid has some ways, but the Jiuli tribe is far less simple than you think. The people inside are not only proficient in spells, but also in formations. , Using poisons, medicines, magical powers, all very proficient."

"Every leader of the Jiuli tribe must reach the realm of Immortal Venerable to be eligible to participate in the selection. And there are usually at least seven candidates at a time. Do you know what this is?"

Mu Yan took a deep breath.

There are only a handful of monks who have reached the realm of Xianzun in the entire Xiuxian continent.

And the little Jiuli tribe actually has at least seven immortals.

What is this Jiuli tribe?

Looking at Chu Moli, Han Chujiu said word by word, "Perhaps you can match anyone in the Jiuli tribe in terms of your curse. But boy, the Jiuli tribe has existed in this world for thousands of years. , Has been hiding in this corner of the world, developing quietly, has not participated in wars between various races, and has not suffered much. This is doomed. The strength and heritage that they have accumulated over the years are unimaginable of."

"If you think that you can take Mu Yan into and out of the Jiuli tribe at will with this little [spell], that would be too weird."

Chu Moli lowered his eyes, covering the divine light in his eyes.

Han Chujiu couldn't get a response for a long time, so he couldn't help kicking his wheelchair. "Boy, did you hear me. You are not allowed to take me to the Jiuli tribe before your strength reaches the realm of Immortal Venerable."

Mu Yan couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

During this period of time, she can be regarded as thoroughly seeing Master Xiao Jiu's protection.

Whenever there is a mistake, it is certainly not the fault of the baby disciple, but the fault of others.

If there is a need for persuasion, if the baby does not listen, then threaten the relevant personnel.

In short, it is not the fault of the baby disciple who is wrong, and no one can count the baby disciple.

"You said ten thousand years ago."

Chu Moli's voice suddenly sounded.

He raised his head to look at Han Chujiu, and slowly said, "When did the Jiuli tribe start to be established, do you know?"

Han Chujiu was stunned: "How would I know this? What do you ask this for?"

Chu Moli lowered his eyes and did not answer.

Han Chujiu waved his hand and said, "Anyway, you are not allowed to go to the Jiuli tribe to hear? Humph, but the Jiuli tribe is not the one you want to go."

...

When only Mu Yan and Chu Moli were left in the room.

Chu Mo Licai asked indifferently, "Little Junior Sister, what are your plans?"