High Martial Arts Monster? I Have Immortal Cultivation World Behind Me!

Blue Star, Linxi City.

First Hospital, Psychiatric Department.

"Doctor, is there something wrong with me?"

Li Qingshan looked slightly gloomy and tapped his forehead with his right index finger.

This is already his third day seeing a doctor.

Li Qingshan was wearing dark blue overalls with a little plaster on his clothes and pants.

Opposite him, a prosperous middle-aged doctor was frowning at the report.

After hearing this, the doctor held up the frame and shook his head gently.

"No problem, it's time to eat and drink!"

"Is this okay?"

Li Qingshan's expression became even darker. Doesn't this mean that there is no hope?

When the doctor heard something was wrong, he raised his head, took off his glasses, smiled and shook his head:

"What are you thinking about when you are young?"

"I've carefully looked at every piece of your data, and there's nothing wrong with it at all. Don't worry."

Li Qingshan frowned slightly, but still felt uneasy.

"But I still transmigrated into that small dark room last night. The sky didn't respond and the earth didn't work."

"What transmigrate! You are having a nightmare."

"You young people just read too many novels!"

The doctor waved his hand and said helplessly:

"I asked you to record a video yesterday. Take it out and see how you transmigrate!"

Li Qingshan took out his phone with some embarrassment and put it on the table.

He had watched this video early this morning and studied it carefully for quite some time.

From the time I fell asleep to the time I woke up this morning, there was nothing unusual about myself in the camera.

A few minutes later,

The doctor fast forwarded to the end of the video, his face expressionless.

Who would want to watch a video of a single young man sleeping, even if he is very handsome.

But he is not a woman!

However, after seeing the age on the information and Li Qingshan's attire, the doctor's expression softened.

After these two days of consultation, he also understood some of the situation of the boy in front of him.

19 years old, a senior high school student who has repeated one year, working part-time.

He is a good hard-working boy!

The doctor stood up with a smile and patted Li Qingshan on the shoulder.

"Qingshan, has the registration for the martial arts exam started recently?"

"You are just too stressed."

As he spoke, his voice rose high, and he patted his chest and promised:

"Don't worry, you're absolutely fine, I said so!"

"Thank you doctor!"

Li Qingshan accepted the doctor's kindness with a smile, stood up and thanked him.

After saying goodbye politely, he walked out.

At the entrance of the hospital,

Li Qingshan patted the plaster on the corners of his clothes and sighed.

"Martial arts test!"

He didn't tell the doctor,

Today is the deadline for registration for the martial arts exam.

During this time, he had been taking leave to work on a renovation project and did not go back to school to register at all.

Of course, this was not because he had no time, but because he chose to give up.

"It's been four years, it's time to wake up from the dream of being a master of Martial Dao!"

Li Qingshan smiled slightly and shook his head with a little loss.

"Perhaps Xinyao can go further on Martial Dao!"

It is now the fourth year of Li Qingshan transmigrate, and Zhang Xinyao is the daughter of his master Zhang Song, two years younger than him.

Four years ago, 15-year-old Li Qingshan came into this world.

There are Martial Dao in this world, there are monsters that run out of the space passage, and there is the Martial Dao Great Grandmaster who is astonishingly powerful and roams the world.

However, none of this had anything to do with Li Qingshan at the time. He had no family or friends and could only earn a living by moving bricks at the construction site.

Fortunately, Li Qingshan met his master Zhang Song.

Zhang Song is not a master of Martial Dao, he is just a small bricklayer who makes a living alone with his daughter.

But that's enough.

Zhang Song not only taught Li Qingshan his craftsmanship, but also insisted on adopting him and sending him to study soon after.

The freshman year of high school was the easiest year Li Qingshan had ever had.

Even if his Martial Dao talent is average, even if his master's daughter Zhang Xinyao shows off her talent in front of him all day long, he still dares to dream of becoming a Martial Dao master.

Unfortunately, before the first year of high school ended, Master was found to be seriously ill and was in critical condition.

At that time, Li Qingshan ignored his master's objections and borrowed money to seek medical treatment, but in the end he was unable to save his life.

Carrying huge debts, Li Qingshan chose to drop out of school and rely on his craft to make money.

After two years of hard work,

Not only did he pay off the debt, but he also sent Zhang Xinyao to high school, and he also worked part-time until he entered the third year of high school.

But unlike Zhang Xinyao, who has amazing talent,

Li Qingshan no longer wants to leave Martial Dao, he just wants to pass the liberal arts exam safely.

Ding ding ding~

The ringtone rang, interrupting Li Qingshan's thoughts, and he took out his somewhat worn cell phone.

"Wei Hao"

Seeing the name, Li Qingshan pressed the connect button.

This is his deskmate and one of the few friends.

"Brother Shan, are you still busy?"

"No, it just happened to be finished today."

"That's good. I'm worried that you won't have time tomorrow and have to ask for leave from the foreman."

"Ask for leave?" Li Qingshan was a little confused, not knowing what the fat man was doing.

"That's it, Brother Shan~"

Wei Hao on the other side paused and said carefully:

"When you were a freshman in high school, didn't you always say you wanted to become a Martial Dao master?"

"Registration for the martial arts exam ends today. I saw that you haven't come yet, so I signed up for you."

"The school will organize a martial arts test tomorrow. If you fail, your qualifications for the martial arts exam will be cancelled."

"Why don't you come to my house? My dad bought more Blood Condensation powder..."

In the busy traffic, a bus came swaying.

"Okay, Wei Hao, I'm going to get on the bus." Li Qingshan said gently:

"I will go to school tomorrow, but you know my talent."

"Brother Shan, don't..."

"Thanks!"

Li Qingshan hung up the phone directly and walked onto the bus.

In the car, the hospital building came into Li Qingshan's eyes again through the car window.

"Transmigrate? Impossible?"

The previous doubts came to mind again, and Li Qingshan smiled bitterly in his heart.

"But I just transmigrated here!"

"That dream is really like transmigrate!"

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