Seling Mountain, located south of Huojiao City, is more than 6,000 meters high. It is a majestic mountain surrounded by clouds and mist. From time to time, there are deafening roars of beasts, coming from the abyss of the canyon, as if there are hidden evil dragons and divine tigers.

The number one miracle doctor in Huojiao City, "Chang Shi Tuo", lives in the mountains.

Just like this, even if it is freezing cold and the snow is half a foot thick, there are still a large number of mortals and martial arts masters coming to seek medical treatment.

There is a green wood medicine hall built on the mountainside. Outside the medicine hall, there is a thousand-scale stone tablet with eight words engraved on it: "Nine-level untouchables are not allowed to enter."

There is a layer of dog blood smeared on the words, which is dark red, meaning - the ninth-level untouchables are as humble as dogs.

In the medicine hall, dozens of medical seekers dressed in gorgeous robes have gathered, including powerful martial arts masters, wealthy businessmen with tens of millions of dollars, and beautiful daughters of aristocratic families.

"Wow——"

The door of the medicine hall was pushed open by a pair of old hands.

Everyone looked over. They saw an old man with gray hair walking slowly into the medicine hall, carrying a young man wearing a black cloth hat and covered in blood on his back.

"Miracle Doctor, Doctor Chang...save my grandson..."

The old man put the boy on the pear wood chair opposite Master Chang's camel, coughed, and said urgently and sadly: "Please save my grandson, he is seriously injured."

Chang Shituo sat across from him and said calmly: "If you seek medical treatment, you can always see the person's true face. First, take off the bamboo hat on his head."

The old man looked at the young man wearing a black cloth hat, and then at the other people in the medicine hall, with a hesitant look in his eyes, as if he was worried about something.

Lin Ke, who was sitting on the pear wood chair, was very calm. He took off his black cloth hat and revealed his face as pale as paper. On his forehead, an unknown instrument had imprinted a deep mark with the word "Nine", and the blood had already formed.

scab.

The character "Nine" looks extremely ferocious.

Lin Ke is seventeen years old this year. He should have been in his prime and full of vigor, but now he is white-haired, weak and haggard. Many parts of his clothes are soaked red with blood, and he is not seriously injured.

I don’t know who it was, so I exclaimed: “Ninth-class untouchable.”

"He has a nine-character untouchable mark on his forehead. He is indeed a ninth-level untouchable."

"It's really unlucky to meet a ninth-level untouchable here. I'll probably be unlucky for the next year." A pretty young woman frowned and said in disgust.

Among the crowd, a middle-aged man with broad shoulders and a fat body came out and said with a smile: "Hey, you are all mistaken! This man is known as the number one wizard in the world, and he is also the number one master in our Fire Dragon City. Lin

At the age of seventeen, you have reached the realm of a life master. You are only one step away from cultivating into a real person and gaining immortality. It is amazing, amazing."

"What? Is he Lin Ke?"

"Legend has it that Lin Ke is so handsome, so handsome, and so powerful that no hero in the world can compare to him. How could it be him?"

"It is indeed Lin Ke, but he is no longer a fortune teller, let alone the number one expert in Fire Dragon City. Three days ago, he made a huge mistake and did an evil deed that was outraged by both humans and gods. His cultivation level has been destroyed by his master.

'The virtuous master Yi Yi Zhenren' was deposed and demoted to the ninth class of untouchables."

…

Listening to the harsh sounds around him, Lin Ke bit his lips tightly, his heart hurting as if he was being pricked by needles.

There are three, six or nine levels of people.

Those below the seventh level are mortals.

Levels four to six are masters.

Master, practice martial arts, breathe in the vital energy of heaven and earth, temper your flesh and blood, and body, so that you can be reborn, prolong your life, and live for hundreds of years without dying.

Above the third level, there are real people.

True man, every word he speaks is the truth and can lead to eternal life.

The ninth class of people are called "untouchables" and are the lowest class among people.

Even a high-ranking martial arts master will be as lowly as a dog once he is demoted to the ninth level. He will have no human rights and no dignity.

Chang Shituo stared at the "jiu" mark on Lin Ke's forehead and said, "I don't treat ninth-level untouchables. This is a rule."

The gray-haired old man named Lin Zhongao stood behind Lin Ke and said in a pleading tone, "Mr. Chang, he is my grandson, can you make an exception?"

"Mr. Lin, we have some friendship. If he is not your grandson, a ninth-level untouchable like him will be beaten out with sticks when he enters the door of the medicine hall." Master Chang said hunchback.

Lin Zhongao took out a thick stack of banknotes from his arms, handed it to Master Chang, and said with red eyes: "Doctor Chang, this is all my savings, please save him."

Chang Shituo didn't look at the banknotes, but closed his eyes.

"Grandpa, there's no need to beg... I know my situation very well. Let's go back..." Lin Ke shook his head gently at Lin Zhongao, supported the table with trembling hands, and stood up.

"I won't send it away," Master Chang said hunchback.

Lin Zhongao stepped forward to support Lin Ke, and said unwillingly: "Why does Doctor Chang discriminate against the ninth class of people so much? Are the ninth class of people not human beings?"

Chang Shituo's tone was a bit rude: "Nine-level people are naturally human, but they are untouchables. Why don't you ask your grandson how he became a ninth-level untouchable?"

The word "cheap" carries a heavy weight.

"If you don't get medical treatment, you won't get medical treatment. Why say it so harshly? My grandson has a good conduct and a pure character, so he is not that bad."

Master Chang gave a hunchback smile and said, "It's hard to hear? Isn't he the one who assassinated the sect leader of the Xuanjing Sect and raped the sect leader's wife?"

As soon as these words came out, the entire medicine hall became quiet.

"As far as Chang knows, three years ago, your grandson fought with the evil people of the Demon Alliance and suffered serious injuries that were almost fatal. It was the master of the Xuanjing Sect who spent thirty years of Yuan Gong to save him."

"Those who repay kindness with hatred can no longer be called mean. In fact, they are even worse than beasts."

Lin Zhongao was very angry, but didn't know how to defend himself.

Because, no matter how he asked, Lin Ke kept silent about what happened in the Xuanjing Sect.

"Kuer."

Lin Zhongao stared at Lin Ke, hoping that he would open his mouth to defend himself and tell Chang Shituo personally that he was not that kind of person and that everyone had misunderstood him.

Lin Ke's eyes were heavy and his lips were bitten, but he was still restraining himself.

"If you don't want the Lin family to be buried with you, it's best to keep your mouth shut." Master Yi Yi's words were like a death curse, echoing in Lin Ke's ears.

It was this threat that forced Lin Ke to endure everything silently, not daring to tell the truth to anyone.

"I...have nothing to say..." Lin Ke said.

Chang Shituo's eyes flashed with a look of disappointment, and he suddenly seemed to have changed his mind and said: "Lin Ke, if you say loudly in front of everyone, I did not kill the master of the Xuanjing Sect, I will

I didn’t rape the sect master’s wife. I can make an exception and save your life.”

Lin Zhongao kept winking at Lin Ke, asking him to speak quickly.

However, to Lin Zhongao's disappointment, Lin Ke's mouth was tightly closed and he remained silent.

Master Chang Tuo said: "You have to think clearly. You only have a few months to live and you will die soon. You only have this one chance. If you miss it, you will never see it again in the future."

"What?"

Lin Zhongao felt as if he had been struck by a bolt from the blue. He was so panicked that he took three steps back and said in a trembling voice: "Ke'er just had his cultivation level crippled. At least he can still be an ordinary person. How...how could he only have a few months left to live?"

Yuan… no, I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it.”

"But this is the fact. If you don't believe it, ask yourself." Master Chang said hunchback.

Lin Zhongao stared at Lin Ke.

Lin Ke looked at the old man in front of him who loved him the most, his eyes were sore, and he tried hard to be strong so as not to cry. He smiled with a stiff face and said: "Grandpa, please forgive Ke'er for being unfilial. I can't continue to stay with you in the future..."

…Ahem…”

"Miracle Doctor Chang, please, please, please, please save Ke'er, I, I will kneel down for you!"

Lin Zhongao couldn't accept this fact and burst into tears. He actually bent his legs and knelt down to Master Chang. He also lost his dignity as a master!

"Grandpa, no."

The veins on Lin Ke's face stood out, and he dragged his weak body, trying to stop Lin Zhongao.

At this moment, the door of the medicine hall burst into pieces with a loud bang, and was slapped to pieces by a snow-white and soft jade hand, and a large amount of flying snow suddenly poured in.

"Uh-huh."

A slim white shadow quickly flashed from outside the door into the medicine hall.

The next moment, a girl as slender as a crescent moon appeared next to Lin Zhongao.

That breathtakingly beautiful jade hand gently supported Lin Zhongao.

She was wearing a veil and her face could not be seen clearly.

However, under the veil, there is a pair of almond eyes like cold stars.

Those apricot eyes stared directly at Master Chang, and the girl said in a commanding tone: "Take out the life-sustaining elixir."

Not far away, the middle-aged man with broad shoulders and a fat body smiled and said: "Girl, he is just a ninth-class untouchable. You don't need to stand up for him."

"Shut up." The girl said coldly.

The sound was so shocking that the middle-aged man's heart stopped beating for a moment and he did not dare to speak again.

Everyone could see that this woman was a powerful person with a very strong aura. Even the martial arts masters present felt an invisible pressure and were a little breathless.

The strength of martial arts cultivation has little to do with age.
To be continued...