Immortal Young Man on Campus

Hua Lao reacted fiercely, staring at the medical classics, every word was deeply imprinted in his mind, and he was reluctant to ignore a word.

On the other hand, Yu Mo's cloud was light and the wind was light, and the medical scriptures seemed to be insignificant. This strong contrast made Ye Qianqian stunned.

Immediately, she also developed a strong interest in the medical classics and asked, "Is the medical classics really so powerful?"

Hua Lao was immersed in the vast medical scriptures, and he didn't care to answer Ye Qianqian. Ye Qianqian made fun of himself and pouted in grievance.

After Yu Mo handed over the medical scriptures to Elder Hua, he completed the task. Facing Ye Qianqian's eyes, Ye Qianqian rolled his eyes and asked, "Why do you have so many strange things?"

"This shows that I am knowledgeable." Yu Mo raised his head and said smugly.

Ye Qianqian rolled his eyes at him, and snorted coldly, "Get sex!"

After a while, Ling Yao and Yu Yue also walked to the school gate. When they saw Hua Lao, who was like an old monk, they asked in surprise, "What's wrong with him?"

Several big beauties gathered together, Yingying Yanyan, surrounding Yu Mo, attracted a pair of complicated eyes.

Yu Mo looked around and clearly felt the envy, jealousy and hatred in his eyes. He smiled bitterly and said, "Let's leave first, otherwise, these eyes will eat me alive."

Hua Lao also came back to his senses. The medical scriptures are extensive and profound, and it is not possible to fully understand them in a moment. Now that he has only read a little bit of fur, he has benefited a lot, like a great power.

"The classics of medicine are really a treasure in the human world. Once you have it, there will be hope of conquering many intractable diseases. Yu Mo, you have made great contributions to thousands of patients and mankind." Hua The old man was excited and said from the bottom of his heart.

Yu Mo hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Elder Hua, your words are serious. It's just a little effort, and it's not very useful to stay by my side."

Hua Lao completely regarded these words as modest words, but instead admired Yu Mo even more, his blood surged, and he bowed deeply to Yu Mo in front of everyone's eyes.

"Ah!" Yu Mo exclaimed, not expecting Elder Hua to make such a move. He hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Elder Hua, I'm a junior, you can't do it like this."

He took Hua Lao's arms with both hands and tried to lift him up, but Hua Lao was extremely stubborn, bowed his body and said, "This is not only for me, but for thousands of patients. If you want me to say it's just for you Bow, it's so easy."

As the holy hand of Xinglin, Yu Mo has a deeper understanding of the family's views. Many people cherish their own brooms, and regard many methods of curing diseases and saving people as secret recipes, which are not revealed to others.

As a result, many people failed to receive effective treatment and unfortunately lost their lives.

It is precisely because of this obvious contrast that Hua Laocai feels that Yu Mo's actions are more great, and Yu Mo's image in his mind is even more majestic.

Others looked at this scene in surprise, an old man with gray hair bowed to Yu Mo, and his generation was too messed up.

What ability does Yu Mo have to be able to do this?

Yu Mo couldn't help laughing bitterly, he didn't even have to look at it, and he knew everyone's astonishment, he didn't want to be the center of attention.

"Elder Hua, let's leave school first."

Hua Lao nodded solemnly and said, "Yu Mo, I have to go first. I need to retreat for a while to study the medical classics."

Yu Mo was eager for Hua Lao to leave, and hurriedly nodded in agreement: "Okay, you can take part in the study of medical classics slowly."

"I will promote these methods of treating diseases and saving people, are you willing?" Hua Lao asked. After all, Yu Mo taught him the medical classics, and of course he had to get Yu Mo's consent.

Yu Mo didn't want to treasure himself, so he naturally agreed.

The two parted ways and left the school.

On the way back, several people were like oriole birds, chatting and asking questions, and they became very interested in the affairs between Yu Mo and Hua Lao.

Ye Qianqian put away her underestimation in her heart. She knew very well the identity and status of Hua Lao, but if other people saw the scene just now, she would definitely drop her jaw.

The famous Hua Lao actually bowed to Yu Mo. This is something that many dignitaries can't do, but Yu Mo, a young boy, can do it.

Ye Qianqian looked at Yu Mo's profile and muttered to himself, how could he have such magic power.

When she got home, she quickly returned to her room and told her about the scene.

Recently, Tang Dieyi has been analyzing Feihuashou. This set of martial arts is extensive and profound, which has benefited Tang Dieyi a lot.

The more she studied and understood, the more she realized how powerful and extraordinary Feihuashou was. At that moment, her admiration for Yu Mo was like a surging river.

In addition, she was secretly happy. Yu Mo taught Ye Qianqian such an important kung fu, which was enough to show her important position in his heart. Now that there is a show, she must spare no effort to match her daughter and Yu Mo.

But when she heard Ye Qianqianxin's report, she was shocked and asked, "Elder Hua really has such an attitude towards him and bows to him?"

Ye Qianqian was shocked and affirmed: "Yes, I saw it with my own eyes."

Tang Dieyi fell silent, and Ye Qianqian asked, "What happened to you?"

Tang Dieyi was silent for a while, and said, "My good daughter, it can be seen that my good son-in-law is even more extraordinary. Who is Hua Lao, who even took the initiative to bow to him, this honor is not for everyone."

Ye Qianqian snorted heavily and said, "He's just taking **** luck."

"You can't say that, how can my son-in-law be so simple as to have **** luck, this is definitely a manifestation of strength." Tang Dieyi corrected.

Ye Qianqian couldn't say anything about Tang Dieyi, and said angrily: "Forget it, I won't tell you. In your eyes, Yu Mo is a thousand times better than your daughter. I doubt whether he is your own."

Tang Dieyi laughed: "If I want a son like this, I'll wake up laughing in my dreams. My good daughter, my mother tells you again and again, you must seize the opportunity as soon as possible, otherwise it will be fleeting, and the handsome guy Yu Mo will leave. You go."

"Mom, you are enough! I don't want to talk to you anymore." Ye Qianqian hung up the phone angrily.

At night, Yu Mo took advantage of the darkness to leave the house, instead of going straight to the back mountain, he went to the riverside.

Because the back mountain has repeatedly caused a lot of movement, it has attracted attention, and many people patrolled all night to prevent security.

Naturally, Yu Mo couldn't go to the back mountain again, but instead found a new way to practice at the bottom of the river. Even if it caused any aftermath or influence, it would not attract the attention of ordinary people.

Yu Mo left the villa along the secluded corner of the wall. Before he could go far, a figure appeared out of the darkness, apparently waiting for a long time. He shouted, "Yu Mo!"